A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War!

Chapter 88: (1)

Kaiyan seems to have realized that Lady Carsia might have guessed that he was present at the location where Jansen died, but she probably doesn’t know about his involvement in the massacre of the Marshall Knights, the knights of noble families. Because if she did know, there’s no reason for her to send these scoundrels to him.

“Still, how could they even think of sending these scoundrels?”

“What did you say? You dare call us scoundrels?”josei

“Leader! Let’s kill him right now!”

The masked individuals, angered by being called scoundrels, began to approach him with swords drawn.

In reality, they were acting like scoundrels, but their skills were not to be underestimated. The leader among them appeared to be an expert of at least the low-tier expert, while the others, judging by their weak auras, were either lower-tier beginners or decent-level aura users.

From a mercenary’s perspective, they were skilled individuals, capable of making a name for themselves.

“Ugh… you’re also the kind who kills for money, so don’t blame me when you end up dead.”

“Shut up! Attack!”

The masked men, provoked by his comment, rushed toward him with swords raised.

He calmly drew his sword as they closed in.

The leader aimed his sword at his head, and the others seemed to be trying to exploit any openings they could find.

“I don’t enjoy playing with you!”

Whoosh!

As their swords came dangerously close, he spun on his left foot and swung his sword with a powerful rotation. The leader’s sword clashed with his and was the first to be sent flying. The others caught off guard, were pushed back by the force of the wind and couldn’t even attempt to strike.

Crash!

“Argh!”

“Leader!”

One of the masked men, still holding onto his right hand, let out a horrific scream. The others, pushed back by the wind, appeared unharmed, but the leader, whose sword had directly clashed with Kaiyan’s, seemed to have suffered both a broken sword and a broken hand.

“Heh… what are you all doing? Kill him now!”

“But… his skills…”

“You fools! He must have used an artifact just now! Artifacts can’t be used continuously, so this is our chance!”

“Foolish.”

As they rushed forward, he couldn’t help but pity them. They were clueless about his abilities and were too focused on him to notice their leader sneakily retreating.

“Be careful, leader! He’s using an artifact again!”

“It’s too late! Just stab him!”

“Haargh!”

Like moths to a flame, they charged. As they swung their swords one by one, he gracefully parried each strike, diverting their attacks to the side. They attempted to readjust, but he swiftly moved between them, pulling his fist back and striking forward.

Boom!

With a thunderous impact, the face of the man he hit shattered into fragments, scattering in all directions as if an ogre had struck a boulder.

What pleased him the most at that moment wasn’t just the power of his punch, but the Blaze Armor that had protected his body.

“This is quite nice.”

[… You could have just used the sword.]

“No, this is perfect for now.”

Reika seemed to find Kaiyan’s actions brutally cold, as her expression soured. However, in a battle where everyone was fighting for their lives, there was no room for sentimentality. Whether he killed his opponent cleanly or messily, the result was the same: his opponent was dead.

The three surviving subordinates alternated between staring at their decapitated comrade’s neck and Kaiyan’s face before sinking to the ground.

“P-Please spare us! Please, spare us!”

“We made a mistake! We were just hired to eliminate one mercenary!”

“All of this was ordered by the Guild! Our leader… Huh? The leader!”

Only now did they realize that their leader had already fled. But in the end, it would likely be the same group of people.

“Don’t worry. I’ll kill that guy too. Goodbye.”

“G-Goodbye…”

Thud!

One by one, they fell with a single blow. Their faces crumbled upon impact.

After dealing with them and looking at the leader, he was on a horse, which Kaiyan didn’t know how far he had ridden to get here, staring at him.

“You guys! Just you wait! Next time, I’ll come with even more guild members, and I’ll definitely kill you! The mere mention of my name, Iberian, will strike fear into your hearts! Kahaha!”

For some reason, the leader revealed his name without fear, which made one wonder why he was bothering to wear a mask.

“So, where are you running off to, Iberian, leaving your subordinates behind? I have a lot of questions for you.”

“Kukuku! Don’t worry! You’ll see me again soon! Er-ya!”

Kaiyan couldn’t afford to lose him like this.

Kaiyan quietly looked into his storage and took out a bow that he had received from Tarrien as payment for the Orc Lord.

“It’s been a while.”

Squeak!

Kaiyan didn’t put much force into it, but the bowstring seemed to scream in agony.

Just in case the bowstring broke, Kaiyan quickly released the tension, before drawing again.

“Sorry, buddy.”

Squeak!

With just a slight increase in tension, the bowstring made a sound as if it were about to snap.

Maybe the bowstring was about to break. Kaiyan quickly released the arrow, letting the arrow fly toward the horse’s hindquarters.

Thwack!

Hyiing!

The horse, hit directly by the arrow, screamed in agony as it fell to the ground with Iberian still on its back.

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