Butcher Demon

Chapter 278

Chapter 278

“Gaoooooooooooo!!”

The pigs’ howls rip the air apart.

Orlando is a monster now, drooling and roaring.

?Orlando has faced both Desmond the Hero and Oberon on the battlefield. He’s a fearsome general. Are you doing alright? ?

–I’m actually kinda on edge right now, even before this.

I’m still reeling from the Faymbaum incident, not to mention the whole 8P thing.

Do they really need to shower that badly? It doesn’t matter if you smell a little sweaty or have dirty hair. We’re living creatures. Let’s have a sweaty lovemaking session. After we left the conference room, Natsuki was about to suck one out with her mouth secretly, but even that was interrupted. Unforgivable. Orlando, I’ll never forgive you.

I must make him pay for this indignation with blood, flesh, and intestines. I’ll take it out on him and turn him into a delicious sausage.

I patted Lydia on the head, who looked at me anxiously.

?That’s enough, thank you. Go over there and watch with the others.?

After Lydia leave, I take the butcher knife out of the bag.

Holding up the knife, I confront the Lv.9999 pig monster.

The distance between us is slightly longer than his spear.

The next moment, Orlando was the one who made the first move.

He whirled the spear in a circle over his head before slamming it down.

I blocked it with the flat of my knife.

We stomped our feet, and we clashed with each other with the metal.

Every time the knife and spear collide and send sparks of fire, it sends my body backward. I am losing ground.

—-I still can’t put the strength into My left arm, which I had just reattached, is still not as strong as I want it to be.

It’s one size smaller than it used to be. He seemed to see right through it and focused on my left side.

The did not work. I guess it’s true what he said that he has been taking countermeasures against the butcher’s power. Maybe the power I’ve shown so far might not work as well.

He’s not a musclehead. He is well-prepared and has a lot of experience in battle. So a fearsome general is more than simply a title.

If that’s the case!!

I roared from the pit of my gut as well.

The ground shook, as strength surged from the soles of my feet.

–I’m going to face him head-on with the !

The power that surged through me filled my body. Using this moment, I repel his spearhead.

“—-!”

The sudden pressure caught him off guard. Orlando’s stern pig face was tinged with surprise.

As the knife is still in contact, I use it to twist his spear, causing it to fall from his grasp.

I took a step forward a big swing of the knife, aiming to cut him down in a single strike.

–His courageous foot took a step back.

My apron was pulled forward, knocking me off balance.

AS fell over, he kicked me in the hand, causing me to let go of the knife. What a dexterous pig.

Without a moment’s pause, Orlando charged to mount me.

I absolutely did not want to have a pig on top. I pushed him off and swung my claws from underneath him.

I felt a slight scraping of the skin. However, it had little effect. The pig’s hide was quite thick.

As I stood up, Orlando’s iron fist flew at me. I got punched in the stomach. It was such a hard fist that I almost puked.

“Guoooooooooooooooooooo!!”

“Ghaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

Together, we barked, growled, beat, spit, and scratched each other. The ferocious and brutal battle had begun.

After a while of such a battle of wills, both beasts moved away from each other.

We picked up our fallen weapon at the same time.

Gripping the earth with our toes, we slashed at each other again.

I could feel my feet sinking into the earth as the knife screamed, but thanks to Gaia’s Wrath, I was able to endure it this time.

I shouted louder and confronted Orlando’s violent assault. It’s getting fun.

?S-seriously ……?Arshella’s voice trembled.

?That Gevaudan is going neck to neck with a serious Orlando??

?What’s going on right now, what are we watching???

Tiriel muttered warily, and Lydia asked excitedly.

?Who has the upper hand? Orlando or Gevaudan!??

?They are evenly matched, but it is Orlando-san who is at a disadvantage.?

Ferris said, and Lydia raised her voice in surprise.

?Really??

?Ahh. Orlando’s stamina is…?

–As Arshella said that..

Orlando’s strength was at its peak at the beginning of the war.

Every time the red blood ran down his bulging body, I can feel that the next blow would be lighter.

–Let’s test it out.

I relaxed and stepped back.

Orlando is wary and didn’t follow.

So, after getting some distance, I swung my butcher knife over the top of my head and leaped up.

I jumped, and slammed the iron lump down from above him, putting my weight on it.

“Guooo!!”

With the hilt of his spear, Orlando blocked my blow.

However, unable to withstand the pressure, the spear fell back…… and the blade of the knife eventually sank into his shoulder.

Unable to resist, Orlando now moves back.

I pretended that I was going to pursue him at first, then I pulled a grenade launcher out of my bag.

I’ll use whatever is available, the fight with Garnier was an exception. It’s natural to get the opponent’s eyes dirty with sand, thus a grenade launcher from a bag is a given. I pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This caught him off guard.

Orlando braced himself to withstand the barrage of explosions that poured down on him. The merciless explosion of the grenade immediately engulfed him in a cloud of smoke.

–Not yet.

Throwing the empty grenade launcher away, I throw a knife at the silhouette of the figure in the smoke.

I saw the spear strike the knife, which spun and flew away. But of course, I anticipated that. The real target is this way.

Rushing forward, I swept away the smoke from the explosion with my claws.

Orlando emerged from behind the smoke, His posture remained unchanged after reflecting the knife.

I succeeded in closing in on Orlando, who was still in a vulnerable position. I used the to make a clean cut from his shoulder to his stomach.

“–Gahaaah……”

Gripping his arm that had lost its strength, I twisted it and rolled him over.

Stomping and twisting the arm, Orlando let go of the spear.

–The match is over.

“I guess you can’t beat the old age”

I chided him in human language, and he replied, “You monster.” in an alien language, his face covered in greasy sweat.

“I prefer the Beast.”

Now let’s skin you alive and hang you.

First, I would grill him crispy in front of everyone. Using napalm grenades to roast him.

With that in mind, I reached for his neck.

Boom!

Immediately after that, I heard a sound, and a bright screen with white smoke took away my vision.

When I shook off the smoke, Orlando was no longer there.

I found him kneeling a short distance away. Orlando’s body had shrunk to its original size, and the female ninja Makomo was supporting him.

–Oh, well.

I was somewhat relieved to have beaten him so spectacularly in front of everyone.

“—- So? Who’s next? Dantalion? no, he’s not there. Papameyan? Phoenicia? Or should we wrap this up and start a war?”

“It’s me.”

Alien language in answer to my human language. Who is it?

I look toward the voice.

It’s the manager.

He’s carrying a massive battle-axe on his shoulder and exhaling steam from his nose.

Eh…….

Well…..this is difficult

“??,, Raging Bull ?????§§???! kak ka”

Papameyan is laughing merrily.

The manager then stopped a distance away from me.

A gust of wind blew between us.