Chapter 219 (1/2)

Chapter 219: Gigantic Duel 4

“Are you alright?” Luke pulled the Gigant’s hatch and asked Philip, who was crawling out.

“Not okay. My entire body feels like it is dying.”

“Huh, seeing that you can still run your mouth, I guess you are alright.”

Luke got up and looked to the other side.

Just as he had opened the hatch of Philip’s Gigant, the opponent’s Gigant’s hatch had been opened as well, and a little girl had walked out.

Everything about her seemed alright except for her pale complexion.

She was frustrated. She got up from her seat and jumped on her feet, making her lose her balance.

After seeing that, Luke laughed and turned toward Philip.

“Tch, you couldn’t beat just one kid.”

“Don’t put it like that! She is one real monster kid! If I wasn’t able to block that last attack, I would have been on a rainbow bridge crossing over to the next side!”

“Yes, that last strike. Was that the Gold Sword?” Luke asked.

“Huk!”

Philip’s face went hard.

It was because he never thought that Luke would be able to see the last attacks due to the dust flying around.

In order for the attack to not catch the eyes of the others, Philip used it in a brief moment once the opponent’s Gigant approached him. However, Luke seemed to have caught his trick.

“Well, I forgive you since no one else seems to have understood what happened, but the next time you decide to ignore my order, I am sending you back to the lordship.”

“So-sorry.”

Luke turned away from Philip, who bowed his head and apologized.

“Well, whatever… Should I also get inside?”

“You want to enter?”

“After seeing you fight, my blood couldn’t stop boiling.”

Since his rebirth, Luke had been constantly unable to overcome his occasional exhilaration and enthusiasm.

That was why he hopped into his Gigant and moved.

The Gigant with the flaky and rusty gloves was Kratos.

It was fine for people to see a knight class Gigant once in a while, but if a mercenary brought a hero class Gigant, then people would surely know something was wrong, which was why Luke deliberately peeled off the paint and oxidized the surface of his Gigant’s gloves.

Thanks to that, Kratos looked nothing less than a piece of junk.

Luke made sure to control the Gigant’s core as well so that no one would be aware of it having a 3000 fight.

Thump!

When Kratos entered the field, Marquis Valentino couldn’t hide how flustered he was.

“What is that crumbly scrap of metal?”

“Yes! That is the Gigant of my servant Lev.”

Count Marcus was disappointed with how Philip’s match turned out and answered the questions honestly this time.

This time he thought that rather than lying, trying to show appeal would be a better approach.

“He is a fallen noble and a great friend. Perhaps, the best of the experts, or maybe among the higher-level ones too.”

“Count Marcus.”

“Yes, chief commander?”

After the words were cut off by Valentino, Marcus was feeling extremely anxious. Because if Lev lost, Marcus would be at a huge disadvantage.

Unexpectedly, disgrace flew his way.

“You should be taking good care of your lad! What is with that Gigant? Are you spending your money on worthless sh*t?”

“That… Because he seemed to be very familiar with…”

While Marcus was being drenched in sweat in front of the chief commander, Luke had gone out of the camp and swung his huge sword, waiting for his enemy to appear.

Shortly afterward, one of the knights from the opponent’s side entered the battle.

“I am Clarks of Maron, a senior paladin. Please let me know your name.”

“Lev, captain of the Red Wolf Mercenaries”

The two of them identified themselves in the battle.

They didn’t rush in and carefully gauged each other’s skills and power.

“Clarks? Isn’t he one of the famous paladins in Maron?”

“Yes, his swordsmanship skills are comparable to the Saint Guards.”

“Tch, the rider of that piece of junk met the wrong person.”

“Maybe he’ll get cut down in no time.”

Most of the rebels and even the Anti-Revolutionary men were sure of Clarks’ victory.

And just as expected, the battle was over in the blink of an eye.

Skak!

The two Gigants crossed swords, making an eerie sound.

The soldiers jumped up at the sound of the huge swords, and they all looked to see the outcome.

Clarks’ Gigant, which everyone thought would win, had fallen. His Gigant was horizontally cut in half.

Luke’s sword cut through the breastplate and the controls of Clarks’ Gigant. That was why Clarks had ended up screaming.

“Oh, Oh my god!”