Chapter 114: Looking to Get Disgraced (1/2)
Conquest Chapter 114- Looking to Get Disgraced
JUNE 23, 2017 SUPERPOTATOSAMA3 COMMENTS
I finished translating this chapter a little bit later than I would have liked. I started translating early in the day hoping to finish the translation early too (even though this chapter was longer than my usual sections), but I ended up getting sidetracked with housing…. then watched a few youtube videos… and here we are >.<
These few words that were said were full of arrogance, and had quite the demeanor befitting of a professional minion. Upon finishing, the magician immediately retracted his head back and hid behind Shaar.
Though the warriors that were across from them at first had a belly full of anger, upon hearing Tatara’s words, their faces changed!
Hastings?!
In regards to citizens of the Byzantine Empire, some people perhaps may not know the name of His Majesty the Emperor, but…. The name of Hastings, even deaf people would have heard of it!
Even Hastings was injured by his hand, no wonder that guy was sitting there arrogantly. It couldn’t be that this guy that is sitting there like some uncle was, according to rumors, the general that had wounded Hastings on the battlefield?!
The anger of the black armored warrior Alfred Carter and his compatriots suddenly weakened, their faces changing color. The black armored warrior’s facial expression was particularly spectacular, rapidly alternating between blue and white, and not knowing what to do with the sword in his hand.
What kind of joke are you making? The opposite side even managed to wound Hastings, what could they do with their measly ability?!
However, upon entering Shaar’s ears, this hillbilly’s face began to burn up.
Although he was a little shameless sometimes (uh, rabbit Ruhr, poor worm, Oaks, Sky Raider, Tatara, etc.) but he still had a modicum of self-respect.
Especially upon hearing what Tatara said about Hastings suffering from severe injuries and fleeing, Shaar’s face became redder than a monkey’s ass.
Uh, the heavily injured part was correct, as well as the fleeing…but, that described himself…
He is very clear in his own abilities, that if he really met Hastings again face to face, the one to flee would undoubtedly be himself. Also… uh, with the speed of Hasting’s horse, he’s afraid that escaping in and of itself would pose a very big problem.
However, Shaar’s current expression, in the eyes of the others, was a whole other story- they only saw this legendary figure’s face turn red, his eyes staring at them!
Ah, as for those dodgy eyes … they were like electricity!
The black armored warrior Alfred Carter’s face stiffened for a bit, then let out a long breath, hesitating. Then finally, biting his teeth, finally spit out, “It turns out that my lordship is the legendary figure that had defeated Hasting… I have heard of your name, Lord Shaar! Also, I am reverent towards your deeds and accomplishments, but I am a warrior, and have the dignity of warriors! Since I have already issued my challenge, I will not take it back! Otherwise, I and my entire regiment will not be able to have the face to see others anymore!
Alfred Carter slowly raised his sword, brandishing it, and gritting his teeth. “Although I am not your opponent, I still wish to experience your legendary technique! Please enlighten me!”
Upon saying this, the black armored warrior became resolute, as if he had stepped onto an execution ground.
Shaar opened his mouth a little, but before he could speak, a “puchi” sound came from within his sea of consciousness. It was Dora laughing, full of disdain.
This female dragon’s tone was full of disdain. “How shameless! If Hastings heard of this occasion, I’m afraid he would die of laughter. Humph, this human warrior’s strength truly isn’t that bad, and though his level of Fighting Qi is far from the top, that sword technique is extremely ruthless and sharp. If you really plan on fighting a round against him, if it isn’t to the death, then even if you do win against him, then you would still lose a lot of face.”
Though Shaar was being satirized by Dora, he was silent. In his heart he was clear that this female dragon was correct- if he was not fighting to the death, by relying on the Crimson Rage Qi he could win against the black armored warrior Alfred Carter, but with his opponent’s Fighting Qi, his own defense would be pierced. To obtain a clean victory was nigh on impossible, it is inevitable for him to be injured in the process. Furthermore…. his movement techniques were quick and agile, and his swordsmanship followed a cruel and sharp road, compared to the enemies that he encountered on the battlefield where the combat style was primarily hacking wildly, he has never encountered an opponent like this before. Even with the usage of Crimson Rage Qi… whether or not he will be able to land a strike on his opponent is an unknown variable! A moment of carelessness would mean that he would possibly even lose!
After all, that time when he wounded Hastings with his attack, not only was he in close range, Hastings also had been focusing on Bonfrette at that time. Coupled with his strongest killing move “Dragon Thorn” he had only managed to injure Hastings.
Upon seeing Alfred Carter challenge him so steadfastly, the hillbilly upon pondering again suddenly had a bad premonition.
He stood up slowly, then step by step walked around the table. At the same time, he pulled out the pitchfork that he kept at his waist.
Shaar’s movements were very slow, without aiming to conceal his intentions. Upon seeing this, Alfred Carter prepared himself, and stood his ground, his eyes staring intently at Shaar.
“You should know, I’m a man of the military.” Shaar’s face was serious. As he was born with an honest face, especially with that harmless smile, it made him seem even more deceptively benign. Seeing Shaar slowly raise the pitchfork in his hands with a calm and steady expression, Alfred Carter didn’t move. He was assured that this newfound hero of the Empire would not be the kind of vile person to launch a sudden assault.