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Chapter 11
War.
lissa must be furious to her very core.
Our dear deputy count wants war.
Never again!
War!
The atmosphere was tense, as if a fight might break out at any mont, and I watched with an amused expression.
Then both pairs of piercing eyes landed on .
"Hey! After everything you've done to bring this situation to a head, how can you be so relaxed?"
At last, lissa shouted angrily, and I nodded while sitting back, legs crossed.
"Well, I did say I had sothing to talk about, but since you two were busy bickering, I was waiting."
At my absurd response, lissa looked at with a dumbfounded expression.
"What... What is it you want to say?"
"Oh, nothing much. Just that Vishiri Cascadia kidnapped all the families of rchants contracted with the count's house. I trust you did it because you're confident in handling the aftermath."
"What?"
lissa furrowed her brow and glared at Vishiri, but he was remarkably brazen.
"Hah, ridiculous. You're just spouting nonsense without evidence."
"Ah, I figured you’d react like that. Then there's no need for further discussion. Deputy Count, here’s my report on the order I carried out earlier."
"Huh... huh?"
"Vishiri Cascadia kidnapped and detained the count’s vassals. I confird it personally. Therefore, I request punishnt for him and all those who cooperated in the kidnapping and imprisonnt."
No one failed to understand the aning of my words.
At the sa ti, one of the knights guarding Vishiri drew his sword again.
Clang!
Thud!
However, the sound of the sword being drawn barely ended before it stopped abruptly.
Everyone in the room was shocked by the sudden developnt.
"I told you there wouldn't be a second ti, didn't I?"
The knight who had tried to draw his sword was now pinned to the wall with a sword in his head.
He hadn’t even had the chance to react before being killed by the sword I threw.
"What... what?!"
Vishiri was horrified at the knight's death, which occurred faster than he could perceive.
lissa, too, seed shocked, realizing I had taken her sword without her noticing and used it to kill an expert-level knight.
To kill soone.
It's a heavy concept, one I had to think about deeply.
This is reality.
Not Labyrinthos, but my holand, the Lazarus Continent.
However, unlike my past life, this world doesn’t have police to co knocking when you do sothing wrong.
There is order here, but survival of the fittest remains an unchanging law.
It would be foolish to place past and present lives on the sa scale.
The remaining knights, belatedly snapping out of their shock, drew their swords and turned their gaze toward .
But by the ti they looked at the corpse and turned back to , I was already pulling the sword out of the knight’s head where it was embedded in the wall.
The swordsmanship I honed in the Hall of Swords is closely tied to speed.
An opponent of rely expert level?
Taking them down was hardly a challenge.
As the standoff escalated, the tension in the room grew more volatile.
"Leon... have you been hiding your strength?"
"To clarify, I’ve never hidden my strength. As you can see, I’m just a re aura user who can’t even manifest sword energy."
"..."
True, but no ordinary aura user should be able to exhibit this kind of speed and power.
In fact, the notion of being a slow learner hasn’t really changed.
But I possess an unusual state that defies conventional comparisons.
I stopped mid-gesture as I was about to casually toss the sword back to lissa.
The sword is sturdy enough to withstand so of my aura’s release.
Instead of letting lissa dirty her hands, it’s better for to handle it myself.
My uncle, Tyvel Cascadia, and his son, Vishiri Cascadia, were the cancerous tumors eating away at the very foundation of the count's territory.
The mont they revealed their ambitions for the countship, the smiles vanished from the faces of both the count’s house and the territory’s residents.
To them, the count’s domain was rely a ans to enjoy wealth and glory—a symbol of prestige—and those sacrificed in the process were re afterthoughts.
They were the epito of small-minded n.
"My father and I are officially certified experts by the kingdom. On the other hand, lissa, though capable of manifesting sword energy, is not officially certified as an expert by the kingdom. Surely you know where the succession rights would lean under these circumstances."
"Is that your stance now?"
"Fool! Do you not realize the enormous forces you’re dealing with?"
He seed utterly confident in his backing and power.
Likely, he believed that even if the royal family opposed him, he could push forward as long as he secured a fait accompli.
At least a marquess-level noble.
There’s no doubt a considerable noble family is supporting him.
"The one qualified to be Count Cascadia is neither you nor my uncle. It’s my younger sister, lissa, as our father decreed."
"You bastard."
"Do you know this saying? Nobles, in so ways, are truly barbaric."
"What are you trying to say?"
"When you spout nonsense with such conviction, you’ll end up with your head split by an axe."
The killing intent I’d been suppressing began to seep out slowly.
"That’s why people like you die. Well, what are you waiting for? If you want to live, you better fight."
Why would I let soone who’s bound to cause trouble in the future stay alive?
Of course, my extre irritation due to a lack of sleep plays a significant role, too.
Clang!
At Vishiri Cascadia’s signal, his knights simultaneously drew their swords to subdue , standing right next to them.
The sudden outbreak of battle began with Vishiri’s escort knights.
The knights accompanying him were all expert-level novices.
Ordinary aura users would find it difficult to handle even one of them.
But it didn’t matter.
And Vishiri Cascadia, who had been pressuring lissa, was a mid-level expert.
That’s why he must have been deeply humiliated at this mont.
"Fine. I’ll personally teach you so manners."
"How bold for a re bandit."
As his violent montum began to surge, his escort knights unsheathed their swords and surrounded as if to close in.
At the sa ti, I heard the sound of others moving from all sides.
Judging by the footsteps, there were about seven of them.
They must have been waiting outside to assist Vishiri Cascadia.
Perhaps they had planned to resort to force if things didn’t go their way.
"Leon!!"
lissa urgently shouted after , but I didn’t return the sword to her.
I had no intention of letting her hands be stained with blood in the first place.
Soon after, more knights ard with swords appeared.
They weren’t all Experts, but they were skilled Aura Users.
For Tyvel’s forces, the number of Experts seed surprisingly high.
I figured these were likely reinforcents brought in from outside by my uncle, Tyvel Cascadia, to ensure their objectives were achieved.
It was probably a favor from so high-ranking noble in the central governnt supporting Tyvel from behind the scenes.
"Subdue them as necessary. Leon may be killed if needed."
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Vishiri Cascadia glared coldly at lissa and before stepping outside.
Swoosh!
The sword slicing through the air toward was sharp and sudden.
However, I quickly leaned slightly to dodge its trajectory and closed in on the Aura User knight charging at .
“Ugh?!”
Flustered by my swift movents, the knight hastily raised his sword.
Clang!!!
When my sword struck his with imnse force, the loud sound reverberated, and his sword was easily deflected.
This wasn’t a technique one could achieve through re experience.
“What the hell?! What kind of strength is this?”
The knight tried to retreat to secure his safety, but my foot already stepped on his, blocking his escape.
Naturally, the outco for soone whose footwork was disrupted was obvious.
“Ugh?!”
Slice!
With his stance broken, his neck was cleanly severed by my swinging sword.
Even though I was rely an Aura User, the sheer amount of Aura I possessed allowed to manifest sothing akin to an Expert’s sword energy.
After dispatching the knight whose head was sent flying, I twisted my body, taking a step back just as two Expert-level knights attacked, their swords imbued with sword energy piercing through the corpse to strike at .
It was clear they were aiming for an opening.
But I pulled back faster than they could land their blows and used the corpse as a shield to block their attacks.
The faces of the two Expert knights betrayed their astonishnt.
"Stabbing your own ally—are you even human?"
“What… What the hell is this…”
Of course, they weren’t fools.
They quickly withdrew their swords and moved to attack again.
I kicked the corpse, sending it flying toward them, while smoothly drawing a dagger strapped to its waist.
The knight deflected the incoming corpse with his sword and raised it high to strike.
But before his sword could descend, my dagger slashed his body repeatedly.
Even though he wore light armor to protect his vital points, the human body has many weak spots.
The physical enhancent of an Aura User who couldn’t manifest sword energy was fairly standard, making it easy to exploit.
Aura expands in quantity based on one’s level.
Since there were no other cases like mine—a re Aura User possessing more Aura than a Swordmaster—they couldn’t grasp the extent of my enhanced physical capabilities.
Even though the dagger was short, it posed no issue for .
I then exploited the weaknesses of their tightly packed formation, weaving through the remaining six Aura User knights.
Using lissa’s sword, I cut one down and naturally seized their weapons, countering the incoming attacks with raw power.
Overwhelming speed and strength.
The knights were baffled by my incomprehensible physical abilities.
Slice! Splatter!
As I rampaged through their ranks, even the Expert-level knights had their attack ranges and opportunities drastically reduced.
With using their comrades as shields while launching relentless assaults, their frustration was palpable.
The other knights tried retaliating, but I would grab those nearby with sheer force, using them as shields or subtly shifting my movents to block their attacks.
By now, their full attention had shifted away from lissa, who was unard, and was solely focused on .
"Arghhh!"
“Please… spare !”
The more desperate the knights’ cries beca, the faster and sharper my sword danced.
Faced with this, the two Expert knights, in desperation, aid their swords at even if it ant cutting down their own allies.
Clang!!!
What followed left their faces frozen in disbelief.
“W-What the hell?!”
“How is this even…”
The swords they swung, imbued with sword energy, sliced through their comrades like tofu but barely grazed my body without leaving a single mark.
“D-Don’t tell … Swordmaster's body refinent technique…”
“That’s impossible! A Swordmaster?!”
In martial arts stories, this would be called a defensive aura technique.
However, blocking even sword energy placed it beyond the realm of ordinary defensive skills.
Their shock was understandable—sword energy isn’t just any mundane phenonon.
Even crude sword energy from an Expert can slice through thick tal in a single blow.
Yet their swords couldn’t so much as scratch .
Their faces were etched with utter confusion and despair.
"Does it look like my sword is imbued with sword energy?"
“D-Don’t spout nonsense! What we just saw was clearly…”
"Enough."
I decapitated the last knight and lowered lissa’s sword as I took a single step forward.
Boom!!!
At that mont, the uncontrolled Aura burst forth violently, pressing down on the surroundings.
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