The blade's tip pierced through Hubert's iron armor and his chest where the mana core was located.
A wild, excruciatingly hurtful scream came out of Hubert's mouth when his mana core was destroyed. It was so loud that it reverberated all over the underground up to the ground floor. Several people having a bout heard of the cries but paid no mind to it.
"Stay put now, Hubert. Don't make it hard for me."
Hubert recklessly tried pulling out the sword, even if it did hurt his hands. He did not care. What's more painful and unbearable was the amount of compelling injury he was feeling.
"Haa... I said to fucking stay still!"
Kicking Hubert on his temple was necessary to make things easier for Invictus. He was squirming and struggling a lot, so it had to be done.
"There you go!"
Invictus used his forearm to wipe his head off the sweat. Once again, Hubert lost his consciousness and luckily did not die from having his mana core forcefully brok
She was labeled as a prodigy at a young age, being able to procure medicines, and is also one of the top magicians in her school."It's sad that I won't be able to see Austria grow as a refined woman."Deep in Invictus' heart, he was sad, yet no tears were shed when he thought about his daughter and the bright future which was supposedly waiting for Austria."Austria's always telling me how she wants to be just like me. It's sad... Really."Invictus grabbed a small basin, scooped some of that warm water, and splashed it on his head to clear his mind off the negative thoughts.He got up after that and left to wipe himself dry. Thorp's daughter prepared him a change of clothes besides his dirty clothes and thethe sword he took from Hubert.A low-quality sword will cost Invictus some fortune, and he can't possibly afford even the cheapest, considering his status right now.All that he has is his indomitable will and unwavering ur
The cold feeling put Invictus in a deep slumber when the wound began to heal and regenerate. After being away from something so comfortable, standing for about 14 days, Invictus finally had a proper and comfortable sleep. He easily fell asleep, his mind traveling through the series of unknown dreams wherein the settings could be described as distorted and in ruins. The lower half he cut off, and the blood that was shed remained in the relatively large basin. If someone comes inside the room, they will surely see the terrifying set of things. A day had passed since Invictus escaped, and Aeriel got hurt badly. Using a third-rate healing magic spell plus the herbs and treatment are done on Aeriel, she had a speedy recovery. Aeriel woke up and was devastated to witness her lord's lower half sliced off and lying on the relatively large basin. The silence was disrupted in the house when Aeriel let out a surprised scream upon seeing Invictus' strange
"About four whole days, my lord."Before leaving his room, Invictus asked Aeriel if the doctor knew about his identity and his current situation. And Aeriel was not sure if Thorp knew."We are a burden to Thorp and his daughter for four days. We will be leaving after this, Aeriel. Staying here any longer will only add to their burden. My presence in itself is actually endangering Thorp and Graciela."The father's and daughter's well-being was a concern for Invictus. After helping them by letting them in and treating Ariel's wound, saving her from imminent death, Invictus would not put them at further risk. If KingEstaroth ever catches wind of what Thorp did, they might get a public execution to set an example. But, Invictus is not sure if the king knows that he is still alive and kicking.Not so long after eating breakfast, when Graciela also finished packing some food for both Invictus and Aeriel, adding a pouch of Plata, which is the currency in
"No particular reason," Invictus shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I just wanted some fresh air. A nice view of this world before I plunge it into despair and chaos? Something like that, I guess.""Is your decision final?" She sounded sad, her eyes slightly lowered upon hearing Invictus' plans. "Throwing this kingdom into turmoil will absolutely involve innocent lives. You're aware of it, right?""No one's ever innocent in this kingdom, Aeriel." His tone changed, every word fierce and sharp in tone. "Not unless I deem them worthy of being saved. I remember when kids would not even want to have something to do with me or my family. People will throw rocks at every person that has the same blood as me. I was innocent, ain't I? But no, they lumped me in with my ancestors and punished me and my family for the crime that wenever did. I overlooked everything, hoping that one day I'd be able to bury our past, which I thought I did when everyone started calling me a her
Upon arriving at the mountain top and finding an inn they will stay for the night, Aeriel and Invictus separated from each other temporarily."Aeriel, I will be out for a bit," said Invictus, already at the door of theirroom, bringing nothing with him but only what he has on.The long, tiring walk from the feet of the mountain, all the way up to its peak where the main establishments of the town were built drained Aeriel of her energy.She is on her bed, relaxing. "It's almost dinner time, Lord Invictus.""I just have some business to deal with.""But you told me you're only here for sightseeing?"Confused, Aeriel got up, about to follow Invictus in the doorway when he put his hand out on her, stopping her from continuing any further."Yes, I said that I'm here only for sightseeing. But I did not say that I am here to see the beauty of the horizon. I'm just intrigued at the thought of watching a whole damn mountain from the bo
Just by looking at Invictus' clothes, the liquor owner was able to tell that the man in front of him was not from there. Also, living in the Virval Highlands must have made him memorize every face that went in his store.And since Invictus was wearing a mask, only his voice brought back a memory of someone from before."Are you perhaps Semper Invictus?"Invictus actually knew who the owner was. He had been to Virval before, several times, spending his time on occasions here with Uria."No, my name's Meliora, although I am also from the Semper family.""Hmm... Now I'm amazed to encounter another Semper becauseeveryone thought Invictus is the only last member of the family. Anyway, do you have any news about Invictus?"He shook his head and pulled out his pouch of Plata. He loosened the knot, dug his fingers in, and took 20 Plata.Invictus then put the silver coins on the counter, knowing the exact priceof rice wine he j
What she did to pass the time was knit her unfinished scarf.Under a small mana-powered lamp, Aeriel made progress in knitting the scarf, bitter about the fact that Invictus still chose not to tell her his story."And what's the rice wine for?! If you're going to buy liquor, drink it!"Sadness turned into annoyance. Aeriel wanted to lash out herfrustration but couldn't, remembering that Invictus was already sleeping."All I wanted is to know more about Lord Invictus. I've cooked different varieties of food for him, and he would always say that he likes it. But I never know what his favorite food is. Should I just choke him with a pillow since he does not want to tell me anything?"Frustratedly, Aeriel decided to continue finishing the scarf later and threw herself on the bed, letting out a deep sigh before closing her eyes.---Another morning came...It was Invictus who was the first to wake up. He left the room to cle
"So, you're telling me that you want to buy a large number of magic crystals to concoct fireworks?" Confirmed the guys, actually amazed at how Invictus was putting effort into his lies."That is correct. It's my daughter's 7th birthday today, and I want to make it special for her."Everyone understands Invictus and his desire to give his daughter a memorable birthday present. They were delighted, even the miners, about his plan for a grand fireworks display."Will we be seeing the fireworks display happen even if we are in the mountain?" asked a dirty miner, wearing only a raggedy tank top and pants.From where Invictus was standing, peering over their shoulders, he could see the opening of the cave, its pathway lit with the same source of light, Ruddy Fireflies."For you to buy a large number of raw magic crystals just to producehandmade fireworks, you're a great father.""Thank you. So, uh, how much would a cart of raw magic crysta
Invictus made Gituku's earlier words become real. Initially, he did not mean anything he said, but after undergoing intense yet simple torture, there was nothing Gituku wished for except to die."Pfft! Take a closer look at his face, Bethel. You wouldn't have imagined seeing him with that kind of expression, yeah? You owe me one. I'll make great use of you.""I don't remember asking for your help, so I can say that no one owes you anything.""Kuku, Bethel. Should I take your life here and then right now? To compensate for the actions I did; for sparing your life."Bethel looked Invictus in the eyes. He had the eyes of someone who would not hesitate to kill because Invictus was someone who would not back down on his words. If he tells you he will do something, he is sure to achieve it despite the risk and how hard it is to accomplish.Invictus would not give a damn about the trivial things, and would just rock on until he is satisfied with the outco
Gituku was not given the time to mourn his fallen comrades. He watched them suffer at the hands of Vixen whilst being pushed back by Bethel. It pained him to witness his friends turned into ashes. But what really aches was the fact that he could not even do anything about it."Haa!"He was out of breath after the fierce consecutive attacks from Bethel, giving him no time to fight back. Fending his enemy, Bethel, was not easy. Something about Bethel changed upon disappearing earlier.When Bethel came back from the strangely indescribable world of fantasy and magic, something about him changed. Unlike Gituku whose personality was not the same when he first split himself into two, Bethel was the same person but a much better version of him.Under the guise of a loquacious manner, Gituku was actually a much quieter and polite person. None of it was his actual personality. But by splitting himself and constantly activating his skill, his Alter Ego changed him.
There was nothing more heartbreaking than seeing your whole family dead. And the thought of not seeing their smiles anymore added to the immense sorrow she was under at that moment.Vixen knew that it would be a pain to dig her family their graves, so they just turned them into nothing but ashes, then placed them in an improvised urn she made. That way, she just needed to scatter their remains by going to the shore.Whilst walking down the shore near the splashing waves of the sea with the urn being tightly held by her, Vixen opened the lid of the vase, throwing it on the sandy shore.Her trembling hand slowly reached for the ashes of her whole family; her father, mother, and siblings that died at the hands of the wicked. A handful of ash was taken out of the urn. Vixen stopped on top of a big rock where fish around it swim despite the heavy current and tidal waves.And onto the wild sea, the ashes were scattered as the tears flowed down fro
In these lustful men's eyes, Vixen was a vulnerable prey they should feast on while it is still alive.They licked their lips upon laying eyes on the weak state Vixen was in. She was effortlessly seductive. Her sweat attracted their libidos and stirred more sexual fantasies inside their heads.August staggeringly got back on his feet after suffering an immeasurable degree of pain from having his nutsack kicked by Vixen when he persisted in pinning her."Vixen, honey! Run away!"Her mom put up a fight. Seeing her daughter this vulnerable, she can already see how things will go if Vixen does not escape now.But there was no escape when one man blocked off the path. Cramp as it may seem, there was enough space inside for the five of them to pleasure themselves with two beautiful women.With her mouth now unoccupied, Vixen's mother began chanting a spell under her breath, emitting fragments of magic as she was halfway finished with her spell.
"Dude, I came here for the money. But I totally agree with you on the taking turns part. It's 'cause I prefer boobs over ass.""Real men prefer thighs, thick preferably."The twins brushed their eyes, checking if they were just dreaming about two armed men arguing over whether it should be ass, boobs, or thighs."But dear intruders, shouldn't personality come first more than anything else?" Said the two of them, thinking of the scenario as a dream. "Mom, always tells us beauty is on the inside.""Sounds like what an ugly person would say.""But our Mom is prettier than any other mother.""Oh, yeah? Never seen her. I should pay a visit to her room then. But before that, you two need to go back to sleep, eternally."They even put on the twins' blanket for them, singing them a lullaby as the knife gently yet painfully pierced the twins' chest. Struggling, the two wicked men covered the two poor children's mouths to prevent noise from res
The people on the roof of the houses weren't that much of a threat to Arnold, Halmer, Marielle, and Gojack. After defeating most of Butcher's men, the four of them went against the man responsible for the ice dome, Butcher himself.On the other hand, Vixen and Androgen against four retired knights were also the main force Butcher has in reserve.In other words, among the many men Butcher has, the five of them are the strongest. Most of the guys were just fillers to the story, who did not even put up a fight against the overwhelming abilities of the four leaders together. They served their purpose, to give the four leaders their warm-up for the upcoming battle against Butcher.As for Androgen and Vixen, they concluded that it was crazy to think that two women versus four men would be a walk in the park. No, because even after Vixen managed to destroy all of their weapons, except for having the upper hand by numbers alone, they came out overwhelmingly skilled.None of them can use magic
"I am currently having a great massage. Ooh! I wish you could experience this feeling right now."Bethel was in the same position when he first disappeared and reappeared exactly how he was before, still, head first and whizzing past the wind barrier flowing around that was accompanied by a cold breeze."What in tarnation did you do?!"A quick and precise attack was executed, thus eliminating one of the two threats. Multiple lacerations are not enough. Bethel chose to cut deeper into Gituku's flesh, an attack the man could barely react at all.For a second, Gituku's wide grin flashed in Bethel's eyes before he succumbed to darkness."Merciless and austere, what a lovely opponent you are."What was left of the dead Gituku merged with the other one? The dead Gituku was nothing more than a pile of meat that caused damage to the alive one when they fused back together again.Blood dripped down at the side of his mouth. Gituku wiped it wit
His wound seemed like it did not affect him whatsoever. The man could still laugh his ass off despite having his jaw ripped in half by Bethel's sword."Truly a worthy opponent you are, Bethel. Because of that, I'd tell you my name."Both sides had a reset, conversing with each other with their guards up and their eyes focused on the other while assessing and planning their next course of action."Even if you don't want to know, I'd insist. Gituku is my name, which means "shady and sly," though I'm quite the opposite. I'm bright and honest."Although faint, Bethel is sure that there is no way there are only two of them when he could hear multiple voices inside his head. But it can also be a psychological attack from Gituku, so it was all doubt until proven. Neither of these will be answered if Bethel does not do anything."Gituku sounds like a name from some tribe.""Well, I am from the tribe of the mighty and opulent land of Marxian."
Bethel felt like the voice inside his ears rang for the second time, but it was not really the case. Two of them really were talking in sync, and Bethel could not tell if the same person that emerged from the original body was nothing more than an illusion or a clone. There was only one thing to make sure of and clear his doubts. That is to engage in a fight against his chosen enemy, and get an answer to whether it is real or just an illusion.The ninjatō is typically depicted as being a short sword, often portrayed as having a straight blade (similar to that of a shikomizue) with a square guard. Usually of a length "less than 60 cm", the rest of the sword is comparatively "thick, heavy and straight." (Source: Wikipedia)In the world of shadows and bloodbath, there lies a group of covert agents or commonly known as mercenaries, which serves their purpose for reconnaissance, espionage, infiltration, deception, ambush, bodyguarding, and their fighting skills in martial a