Chapter 112 (1/2)

When the second confrontation had been decided as a Gigant match, the Iron mages moved busily.

While they were preparing the Gigants, Luke devoted himself entirely to recovery.

It wasn’t a complete recovery, but he had recovered enough to fight.

“Be careful, Lord. If he is a mercenary rider, then he can do quite a lot of attacks.”

“Understood. I’ll keep that in my mind.”

Luke nodded at the advice from Philip and boarded his Gigant, Achilles.

Bison too boarded the Gigant which was in the fortress.

It was a warrior-class Gigant just like the Achilles, and it was named Savage, the Gigant which they had seen in the Lamer Gigant Arena.

Thud! Thud!

The two men went out of the fortress.

It was because the battlefields in the fortress are narrow and could cause disturbance to the soldiers.

Upon the excitement of the match between the Gigants, the soldiers climbed onto the wall of the fortress to see the match.

“Then, let’s start.” Said Luke.

“Sure. Then, is it okay if I make the first move?” Asked Bison.

“Do whatever that pleases you.” Said Luke.

At the words from Luke, Bison slowly advanced.

But in just one moment, one second, he narrowed the gap between Achilles and smashed his sword.

“…!”

Kwang?!

Luke almost got attacked with that shot.

In the meantime, Bison’s Savage returned back to narrow the distance between Achilles.

“Uh, Uh, Uh!”

“Lord, please be careful!” Said Philip.

After seeing the amazing and sleek maneuvering of the Gigant, the soldiers and officers opened their mouths with exclamations, and Philip just screamed out loud.

It was because a brilliant light began to burst from the big sword of Savage.

“Kuk, it’s a Fireball!” A soldier said.

Luke urgently used magic.

A Large flame burst from the left hand of Achilles, which hit Savage and made it turn back.

Bang!

With the attack, Savage wobbled and moved a few steps back.

If Luke had been late to deal with the attack, Achilles would have taken in a lot more Gigants.

“What is it with that brat?”, thought Luke.

The attack had been done, however, the unsettling feeling in the heart of Luke didn’t die just yet.

When he had received the blow from Savage a moment back, it wasn’t just the Gigant Achilles but Luke’s body too had trembled.

He never felt such pressure except for the time when he was fighting Rogers back in the estate.

‘Advanced Expert? No, his is probably the best!’ Thought Luke.

Swordsmanship, Gigant’s movements, they were all not the abilities of a mercenary rider.

What was his identity?

“Huhuhu, you are a young Lord. But even then you were able to defeat 100 knights.”

Bison, in the cockpit of Savage, smiled and made fun of Luke.

“Whatever, I need to make you pay the price for bringing shame for humiliating Cain!”

Bison’s identity was surprisingly Cain himself.

After losing his territory and running away by living under the shadow of Marquis Mayers, he entered the Torlot Fortress in disguise to assassinate Luke.

It was all thanks to Marquis Mayer’s information sources, that he found out where Luke had been ordered for his military.

Cain, who had come to the Torlot Fortress, looked for a reasonable opportunity to assassinate Luke.

But after a while of being on patrol, he knew that Luke urged the knights to an open confrontation.

That too, it wasn’t a one-on-one, it was one-on-hundred!

‘Stupid man! Thinking that he can just take on a Sword Master? It will be easy to handle him.’ Thought Bison.

At first, Bison wanted to enjoy watching Luke being shattered by the knights.

But what had happened?

The fight went on strangely.

The knights had fought using a wheel formation but were completely defeated by Luke, who suddenly showed his attacks.

After looking at Luke’s condition after the showdown, he knew that the timing to kill him had occurred.

Because of the overwhelming victory over the huge crowd, the young man seemed very tired.

Which was why he purposefully challenged Luke.

“Kaaah, I’ll get rid of you, Kid!”

Cain or Bison attacked crazily without any gap.

Luke was helpless in the wild attacks which came in his direction.

“Wah, was Sir Bison so strong?”

“I heard that the sword user was intermediate, but that is more than intermediate.” One of the soldiers said.

While the officers and soldiers were talking to themselves, Philip rushed over to the Iron Mage.

“Is there any Gigant that can be used right away?”

“Sorry, the other Gigants are all in maintenance…” Answered the Iron Mage.

“Sh*t!”

For Philip, Bison was no longer an opponent for Luke.

At best, he was more than a mercenary rider, no, he was an expert rider.