82 CHAPTER XXIV: REbellion (2/2)

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.

”Nothing against you, Celzar. I've pierced your heart, and I've pierced your body. Let's call it even.

”............

Celzar doesn't respond. I put all my blood into my right arm.

My arm made a creaking sound and turned into a white blade. Dell gasps as he sees my power for the first time.

The blade made of holy silver or ...... ”claw” is a part of my body, but is it safe to shoot each other? Unfortunately, for some reason, I don't have any other weapons with me.

If you want to live, get out of my way. I don't want to kill you like the Night King did to your hometown.

I want to save you some wear and tear. I don't need a holy silver sword. I'd be better off without it, since it won't work against Rynell anyway, and Dell might try to kill me now that he has a real weapon.

There was no bitterness in Celzar's expression. But there was no hesitation in his answer to my advice to surrender.

There is no retreat for a lizardman warrior.

”......, you have a family too.

”For our king!　For the King!

Celzar roars, and his army spreads out in a circle. There was a determination in his eyes, a conviction.

It's too much trouble. The only thing that matters now is time, and we don't have time to fight here when we're inferior to Linel.

I'm reasonably strong. The physically inferior Selzard won't be easily defeated by a weapon made of holy silver.

At least, it's easy enough to annihilate Selzar's men. I like him better than the Cannibal because he doesn't do anything cowardly, but I wouldn't hesitate to kill him if he stood in front of me.

You may be dead, but your men are dead in the water. You should at least let your friends go.

Just as he was about to say that, Celzar's men came at him from all sides. That's a lot of energy.

There was not a trace of the fear he had shown when he had overwhelmed Celzard on the first day. It's hard for me, who has a reputation for bad timing, to understand how they can jump into a fight with no chance of winning, without fear of death.

So this is a warrior.

The blow was sharp and the lizard man's physical abilities far surpassed those of humans. I avoided the slashes and thrusts that came from all sides by stepping backwards.

If I took them seriously, I would be easily blown away. There were so many of them - it was like a wall. There are also several shield-bearers. A melee would have been nice, but Celzar, who had a sword that could deal me a mortal wound, was a problem.

Sacred silver does a lot of damage to demons. The weapon could probably cut off my super-hard claws with ease. Just when I thought I had a good weapon, I find a weakness.

”Go ahead, Dell. I'll take care of this!

What?

”What?” He flicked the blade with his claws. The blow is heavy, but not as heavy as a vampire's. The wound will heal quickly. Only Celzar to watch out for.

But this pack is a problem for Dell. He won't be able to take them on alone. And even if he could, he'd be wounded.

When Monica had first told me about Del, she had said that he had killed thirty elites, but I don't think he had taken on all of them at the same time. And a single cut can be fatal to a human.

He lightly repelled the attack and stepped back, shouting.

”All they want is me!　You can get through this alone. There's no time!　I'll finish them off and get after them!

Celzar was looking only at me.

I'm sure Selzar won't follow Dell when he runs. He thinks that the demon knight alone is no match for Lynel.

And he's going to kill me at all costs. Did I show you anything that would make you think that in the fight against the cannibals?

”If we don't hurry, help may be on the way. I can't go on a rampage if I've got people on my side!　Stay ahead of me, please!

”......

I grit my teeth for a moment, but then Dell runs off. He runs behind the lizards that surround me.

As expected, Celzar didn't even show any sign of following. I'm not sure if you've seen this before.

”Did I do something to make you hate me so much?

”No. This is respect. You're strong. That's why I'm going to do everything I can to destroy you.

Why is it that the undead are so full of enemies? I clicked my tongue and went on the offensive.

I turn my left hand into a blade and charge forward with all my might. The spear, the blade, and the shield pierce through the lizard man guarding the left side. The blade hits you from all sides, but it doesn't matter. The skalengeck is like a piece of paper.

The lizard is like a piece of paper. I've never fought with a sword before, but I guess it's not that different from a sword. I retreated and avoided a beautiful arcing slash, kicked the lizard next to me, and grabbed my spear with my left hand, which had returned to my fingers.

As I suspected, the skalengecks didn't use garlic bombs or crosses. The skalengecks in front of me were noble, but in terms of warriors, they were inferior to Kainushi.

They took slashes with their spears. But as expected, the quality of their weapons was far inferior to ours. If we are not careful, the handle will be cut off.

Celzard shouts. His voice is filled with a woven spirit.

What's the matter?　Are you afraid of death?　Your friends have gone before you!

Are you afraid of death?

Of course it's scary.

But I let my friends go first, that was the plan.

Even if Celzar didn't show up, I was going to give him a reason to go ahead.

Because I don't know the power of the Demon Lord Rainer. I know he's powerful, but I've heard stories about him, but I haven't experienced how powerful he is.

I'm not going to die in vain. The touchstone was necessary.

If Del Gordon, a warrior of many years, is killed in the blink of an eye, then I will flee gracefully. It was too early to take on Lynell.

Then I'll change my mind. I can't keep doing what I'm told.

He catches the silver blade with his newly acquired sword and smiles at Celzar.

But I'm dumbfounded. I never thought I'd see a warrior willing to fight to the death.

”......

Celzard says nothing. But his agitation was palpable through the blade.

I saw it at a glance. A lot of men. A large number of shield-bearers. Silver swords.

At first glance, it looked like they were coming at him with their maximum strength, but it wasn't a victory-oriented formation.

What is needed in the war against vampires is the elite. A small army without silver weapons is not a big obstacle for me.

It buys time. Celzar is using his life to buy time. The fact that Celzar didn't attack until I went on the offensive is proof of that.

I don't know what the definition of a warrior is, but to stand there without the will to win and the will to survive is insane, to say the least.

Are you waiting for reinforcements?　Who are you waiting for?　Monica?　Oliver?　Or the demon champion?

More and more wounds. Shields break, spears snap. Blood splatters, many warriors fall. But my body is completely unharmed.

My brain and body are hot. The flames of the fighting instinct smoldering in my brain, coursing through my body, driving me wild.

I open my eyes and look up at Celzar. My fangs tingle strongly. I screamed, following my impulse.

”No, ......, Celzar. What you're waiting for, what you're calling out to, is the Cannibal. The cowardly beast that inflicted my only serious injury.

Celzar doesn't answer. But silence is like an answer.

Oh, sure, that beast could kill me.

Because Hebram is smart. He's smart enough to analyze his losses and figure out what to do about them, and cowardly enough to do it immediately. The beast was much like me, so he would have sensed my desire to kill him.

Celzard's choice was very right. It's not easy to ask for help from someone you hated before.

The only mistake he made was...

”Hevraam won't be coming to ....... I already killed him.

If you're going to kill someone, you have to do it before they do it.

I'm a coward and I'm not going to leave that strong, smart, cowardly, cunning, terrible beast alone.

Of course I'll kill it first.

Swords and blades clash. The unblessed blade pierces my body from all sides.

Celzard's face, which until then had been unresponsive to words, twisted for the first time.

I blew a small breath into the protruding jaw characteristic of the lizard man.

A small black powder of fire mixed with the breath scorched its scales.

Selzard's eyes widened in shock. It was all Selzard could do.

The black powder wouldn't go away. The flames spread magically, enveloping Celzard's head and then his entire body, burning like a black torch.