Chapter 16: Origin of Silver 2

Chapter 16: Origin of Silver 2

As the Tigermen Bandit Chief was about to chop off the boy’s head, his shrill laughter suddenly came to a screeching halt.

“What……..the fuck?!”

With horror, the Bandit Chief looked at his chest……..

A Light Sabre with a green light had pierced his chest from behind. He could hardly believe his eyes as he stared at this horrifying blade. He turned his head eager to see who had sneak attacked behind him.

A young knight grimly stood behind him, this was not the armor of a French Knight. French armor was more elaborate and much more fancy.

The armor was without meticulous ornaments. This unblemished silver white armor was of the Pendragon Knights!

“How can a person in this world sneak up behind me without my notice?!” The chief shouted inconceivably.

“Don’t flatter yourself bloody Beastman…” Arthur coldly said, “Oblivious to you, you got flaws everywhere.”

Arthur dragged his Light Sabre upwards and tried to split the Beastman’s body in two.

However, the chief painfully retracted his own body from the length of the blade then fell forward and stared at him.

“Damn brat, who are you.” Clutching his scorched chest, the chief asked.

“You are about to die, is it still necessary to tell you?” Arthur sneered, he was prepared to kill the Tigerman. For a vicious enemy, the youth will never be lenient. He would be vicious, he would be merciless.

The Tigerman Bandit Chief knew that it was not good. He was very confident with his armor, it would be impossible for a common blade to injure him. But this young man’s Light Sabre accurately pierced through the cracks of his armor instantly skewering his chest.

The blow was not just a sneak attack of luck, he concealed his breath, and through accurate calculations of time and opportunity, he launched a killing, fatal blow!

He was obviously just a thin youth. But this knight in front of the Tigerman Bandit Chief was very calm and greatly uses his mind. He was skilled in the art of killing, merciless and brutal. This youth may have been in numerous battles butchering enemies stronger than him!

The seriously wounded Tigerman Bandit Chief knew he can not beat this youth knight by himself, No, even if his body was in near perfect condition, he may not be able to win!

The only thing he can do now……was to run! He must bring back the message that the Silver Wolf Bedivere was here! It won’t be long until hundred of warriors from the Savage Tooth Clan will flatten this place!

The Tigerman immediately used Partial Madsanity, his fists bulged up and he punched the knight.

The knight dashed to the left, and a radiant light quickly stabbed again towards the bandit. As it neared the Tigerman’s forehead, he blocked it with his arm and it only managed to pierce his arm right into the bone, making a huge bloody hole.

He stepped back reluctantly and again threw a punch.

A severe pain racked his arm, his bone was crushed by the knight’s blade.

However, the Bandit Chief had long planned to give up on this arm in exchange for his life. He wanted to get close and deliver a powerful blow before instantly running away.

He can escape. With his excellent footwork, even with the injuries, he can escape from the enemy!

However, the bandit chief was stunned.

In the destroyed village, there were countless knights, each exactly looking like the young knight.

This was some kind of an illusion, the Tigerman Bandit Chief knew this. But in the midst of injuries and panic, he cannot distinguish which ones are illusions and which one is real. He hesitated and pondered which one to attack and which direction to escape.

A disastrous and fatal decision. Even slight hesitation in the midst of a battlefield is always deathly catastrohpic!

In the blink of the second, in the single dull of the moment, Arthur had already circled behind the Beastman and chopped his head off. With a single slash, the head was sundered from the body accompanied with a fountain of blood.

The head of the Bandit Chief rolled into the ground and was stopped by the foot of the knight.

“What’s the matter let me guess? Afraid those fox guys will excavate your brain later?” The young knight said half teasingly, half seriously.

A look of horror appeared in the face of the Tigerman Bandit Chief. He can not speak, he can not talk since he had no lungs, since he had no vocal chords. But his gaze seemed to be begging the young knight to quickly destroy his head and make his life easy.

“Wow, it really moves…….” Arthur poked the Tigerman’s head on the ground. “Is the legend about lacerated heads of Hungarians sill lasting one month really true? What a terrifying vitality!!”

The severed head blinked. The light in his eyes began to disappear. He gave up hope, he willingly accepted death.

Arthur did not need to fulfill his wishes. After all, this bandit was a dreadful killer. Having the memory in his brain excavated till it was squeezed dry was the most suitable end for this bandit.

Arthur thought for a moment.

“Okay, I’ll send you all the way.” After the words were over, the young knight began to hack with his blade. After several strikes, he had completely destroyed the other’s head.

In the air, the stench of charred bodies was overbearing. The knight knew that he could not stay in this place for long.

“Next…..” The young knight came to look at the werewolf boy on the ground.”Oi, are you still alive?”

The boy just looked at Arthur quietly, as if looking at someone incredible.

“What is your name?” Knight Arthur asked without emotion.

“Bed……Bedivere…” The werewolf boy whispered, “…..the people in this village…….gave me that name…..”

“Then, Bedivere….” The knight squatted before the werewolf and asked, “I can leave you here. No doubt, you will certainly die with this injuries. Or, I can bring you back to a knight’s base, but I can not guarantee that the Knights will be willing to treat you. “

“Even if they cure you, they may put a collar on your neck. Like other Beastmen slaves, your slavitude is until death……after all, you Hungarians are seen as such despicable creatures.”

“So…..do you want to die with dignity, or do you want a chance to live on albeit with a colar on your neck.”

The boy closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He wanted to die due to the intense pain, but…..the things he was guarding were so important that he cannot disregard them.

“I…….must survive…..” Bedivere whispered, “…even how painful….even how shameful…..I… must survive.”

‘I want to live’  and ‘I must survive’ are two different things. The former indicates the hope of life, while the latter carries a heavy responsibility.

He would be alive, but could never truly live! He would abandon even his very dignity just to live every single day.

This was something unbearable.

Knight Arthur looked at the boy with a slight disdain on his face.

“Good.” The knight took off his cloak, wrapped it around the gravely wounded boy, and just dragged and towed him away.

 

Knock yourself out!!! Cheers!!!

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