Chapter 246 (2/2)

It wasn’t long ago when Belfair was holding onto his head because of the tingling sensation he got from the temples.

But now, the hymns were something he hummed along with.

“Is it getting better because of the Silver Sword? Anyway, I don’t want to cross paths with corrupt priests!”

Kuk! Kiiik!

As the manticore fell, the small and large orcs bent their heads.

The fact that Belfair was fighting the manticore was because of those orcs.

The valley in which he decided to practice his sword was an orc territory.

The orcs, who didn’t want to give away their territory, threw stone axes and resisted, but none of them were ready to be Belfair’s opponent.

Eventually, they ran away, bringing back the nearby large monsters such as trolls, ogres, and minotaur to fight him.

But when Belfair knocked them down, they went and brought back a manticore.

It was giving him a good experience, but Belfair had no intention of saying thanks to the wicked orcs.

“Huh, you garbage!”

Kick!

Belfair wielded his Blood Shock covered with a silver aura.

He killed a few orcs in an instant, and the rest of them ran away.

“Haahh! If you want to take over this body, bring a stronger guy!”

Belfair mocked the fleeing orcs.

‘No one is going to bother me anymore.’

There weren’t many manticore monsters in Middle-Earth, so the orcs couldn’t bring anyone stronger, and there was no doubt about it.

However, those wicked orcs brought something again.

As Belfair thought, they brought someone stronger than the manticore.

“Were you the one who touched my men?”

‘Huk! This… Why is he here…?!’

The one the orcs brought was a knight with a giant bizarre tattoo on his upper body and arm wearing an obsidian mask with feathers on it, whom Belfair had seen before.

The Orc Hero, Shaikan, whom he met in the Navarre Duchy.

The orcs, which were standing behind Shaikan, became flustered at the sight of the silver flash on Belfair’s sword.

“I’ve seen you before. You’re the sidekick of that warlock who appeared at Navarre? Anyway, you invaded my territory and hurt my men.”

Srrrng-!

Shaikan pulled out his savage blade that was behind him.

Seeing the bloody aura from the blade, Belfair began to sweat.

His opponent was a Dragonian.

After all, he was a monster who could transform into a dragon, and his own master had to go against him with a Gigant.

‘Can I win against him?’

He wanted to do what his heart wanted.

But before he could even run away, his opponent would sure be quick enough to catch up to him and cut his throat.

He was always warned in training to never turn his back and run away from an opponent.

Even if he had to run away, he had to make sure there was enough gap between him and his opponent.

But would he be able to turn it around?

‘Oh my! Do I accept the fact that I’m going to die or should I just run?’

Belfair made his mind and held his sword.

With his all powered silver aura, he rushed toward Shaikan, the bloody man.