The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 60

Chapter 60: The Black Storm (Ganard Side)

(Who is this man!?)

Ganard blocked Bell’s swung axe-spear with his shield, but in an instant, the axe-spear disappeared, and Bell was holding a scythe-blade sword, “Halper.”

He received the swung scythe-blade sword with his Holy Sword. Ganard attempted to strike with his shield, but the tower-shaped large shield, “Tower Shield,” suddenly appeared, blocking the attack.

“Ugh!?”

It was only after being pushed that I realized I had kicked the Tower Shield. I immediately stepped back and adjusted my posture, but Bell had already transformed the Crescent Spear into a scythe, and was about to strike down.

I managed to deflect the blow, but the force was overwhelming, and my hand tingled.

Bell shifted the scythe to a kama and struck. While the blade didn’t reach due to my shield being in the way…

“Guuh!?”

The edge of the shield was caught by Bell’s kama, and with tremendous force, the shield was lowered. Then, Bell placed his foot on the edge of the shield and used it as a platform to approach me.

“Kuh, noo!!”

Although my posture was disturbed, I thrust my Holy Sword forward. However, Bell used the shield as a stepping stone and leaped into the air while holding a black sword, slashing my back.

“He wounded the Commander?”

In an instant, half of the knights who were present turned on their fellow knights, their voices filled with disbelief.

Landing, Bell transformed the black sword into a large scythe and swung it with force. I blocked with my shield, but the relentless barrage of attacks with small swords and hand-axes began immediately.

I tried to block the attacks with my shield, but my hands went numb with each strike. When I distanced myself from the attack, I was immediately struck by a powerful blow, and despite facing only one opponent, I felt the weight of an entire army bearing down on me due to the relentless assault resembling a black storm.

“Nuuh!”

I took the attack with the shield and pushed back to create some distance. Bell instantly adjusted his posture and advanced.

“Endurance leads to light!”

I raised my Holy Sword as Bell activated his light blade. Given the distance, timing, and Bell’s speed, I was confident that the Holy Sword would surely cut through the black sword.

“Wind Step!”

Bell released the black sword and accelerated further.

(What…?)

In an instant, he closed the gap, and I was about to strike down with my right arm, but Bell grabbed it with incredible strength. The pain was evident on my face.

“I’ve figured out how that shield works.”

My right arm was being twisted as I was pulled along. My field of vision changed rapidly, and I was slammed into the ground, rolling as I landed. Shortly after, I was hurled away with force.

“…The shield absorbs all received attacks, rendering them ineffective. The absorbed attacks accumulate as power in that sword.”

Bell, who had landed on one knee, pointed the black sword at me. The outcome was clear to anyone watching.

“…When your weapon is too good, you might become overly reliant on its strength. This isn’t the way to fight on the battlefield.”

This bizarre sight, where the Commander of the Orthodox Knights was overwhelmed by a single man, was hard for anyone to believe.

—

(Is this all…?)

Only by confronting him did I understand that the Xenostand, the sacred armor and sword, was undoubtedly a rare drop.

But Ganard had not fully utilized it. He hadn’t even recognized its existence.

(The match is already decided, but…)

My right arm was severely injured from being thrown, and I no longer had the strength to swing the Holy Sword.

But this man wouldn’t break so easily. So, should I finish Ganard and recover Xenostand? Or should I take him as a hostage? As I considered these options, I was suddenly interrupted.

“Aaaah! Aaaaahh!!”

Knights from behind were attacking me.