Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 19

Episode 19 Bare Teeth (2)

A rare genius who appeared in the Baskervilles.

A young warrior who became a perfect beginner sword expert at the age of just 8 years old.

“Is there anything bigger than an orc?”

At Bikir’s words, the gymnasium heated up.

Members of the Baskervilles are basically cold-hearted people who don’t care about others, but they are always interested in a single battle.

It was the same with the cold-blooded Hugo.

“……Hmm.”

Hugo began to think.

Seeing Hugo like that, Bikir thought too.

‘It’s better to show your strength up to the right level.’

It’s not that I’ve grown a lot without thinking.

Rather, revealing achievements at a very young age would make Hugo less alarmed.

Also, revealing your potential at a young age would give you an excuse to stay away from Hugo’s watch.

For example, being dispatched to remote areas or studying abroad in the imperial capital.

‘……Or maybe I’ll go to the academy.’

The third was a hand he didn’t like very much, so for now, Bikir shook his head and collected his thoughts.

Now is the time to focus on the now.

Meanwhile, Hugo also seems to have finished his worries.

“There is a point in what Vikir said. He is at an age where he needs to develop a sense of real combat.”

Not something to say to an eight-year-old, but at least within the Baskervilles it was a reasonable judgment.

Hugo continued.

“It looks like the orcs I’ve gathered from far away don’t fit my son’s surname. Is there a monster of a higher rank in my family’s gathering ground?”

Anyone who sees it will think they are looking for better bugs in the insect trap.

However, the monsters in the Baskerville family’s collection grounds are all very vicious.

There are only things that an 8-year-old child has no choice to deal with.

Knowing that, everyone, including Butler Barrymore, couldn’t open their mouths easily.

Hugo, who could not stand the silence of the lower ones, expressed his thoughts first.

“Come to think of it, didn’t there still be one object that was captured for experimentation when we subdued the barbarians in the past?”

“……Yes. There is only one left.”

Deacon Barrymore had no choice but to answer truthfully.

Hugo laughed.

“It must be weakened because it hasn’t been fed for a long time.”

“Ha, but it must be as violent as that. Against a young boy who has just turned 8 years old…

”

At Deacon Barrymore’s concern, Hugo waved his hand as though it was no big deal.

The contemplation was short, and the decision was even shorter.

Eventually, the Guardian Knights pulled out Vikir’s opponent from the depths of the basement.

Thum- thump- thump- thump-

The sound of the earth shaking lightly.

Before long, a huge monster wearing various heavy handcuffs and restraints began to appear.

A short neck, two arms and legs, grotesquely twisted teeth, and a body that reaches 4m and weighs over 400kg.

< Troll >

Danger Rating: C+

Size: 4m

Location of discovery: Red and Black Mountains 2nd Division

– A cannibal with a huge physique and a ferocious mind. It is mostly because of these guys that the slash-and-burn farmers who went into the mountains disappear as they are.

It has an incomprehensible regenerative power, so it does not know the concept of a fatal wound and will never die until its head is completely cut off.

A giant green-skinned demon appeared.

Sticky saliva drips between the protruding buck teeth that tear open the gums and lips.

[Ok-Oo Ok!]

Troll was shaking the chains and heavy leads that wrapped their necks and wrists ankles.

Seeing how skinny it was, it looked like it had been starving for a very long time.

“…”

Bikir narrowed her eyes and looked at the troll in front of her.

Soon after, as soon as the troll comes out to the center of the gymnasium. The hunt has begun.

Pat-

Bikir charged right away with his short sword lying down.

His appearance, which showed no fear, made a difference in the eyes of Hugo and several older Baskervilles.

yet.

Booung-

The troll’s arm stirred.

Bikir crouched low to avoid the troll’s fist, while digging into the blind spot on his side.

Time for the final blow!

but.

Huck-

Bikir didn’t bother stabbing the troll’s side with his sword.

I just passed him by and renewed my posture.

Hugo laughed.

“Good judgment.”

Since ancient times, trolls have excellent regenerative powers, so they can easily recover from wounds on their sides or stomach.

As long as it doesn’t attack a part that could cause a fatal wound, it’s just a waste of strength, so Vikir didn’t bother looking for the troll’s gap.

Thum- thump- thump- thump-

The troll continued to attack Vikir.

Heavy attacks followed, such as hitting the ground with fists or stamping feet.

An ordinary 8-year-old Baskerville would have been discouraged by these attacks that filled his field of vision and made a series of mistakes… Bikir was different.

‘It’s slow, so there’s no tension.’

An old soldier who has been on the battlefield for the past 40 years. There is no way I would lose my composure under such pressure. It would be more drudgery to hold back a yawn.

Vikir was just dodging the troll’s attack with a laid-back attitude.

Rather, it was the troll who lost stamina every time he ran amok.

All the seasoned Baskervilles were in awe at this sight.

“Are you trying to drain the troll’s power? It’s amazing.”

“Is he really 8 years old? I can’t believe it.”

“I never thought that such a child would be born in the family.

Bikir’s judgment is made very appropriately at every moment, literally following the best route.

The troll becomes more and more violent as if a tantrum is brewing because of the heavy restraints.

However, the stamina he had stored up was rapidly losing.

The accuracy of the attack decreased and the speed became even slower. The patterns were also getting simpler.

Vikir watched the troll’s self-destructive attitude and waited for a moment’s gap to decide the outcome.

yet.

Ohhhh!

The troll started rushing forward as if throwing his whole body.

Bikir sensed that the time had come and sprang forward.

The body of an 8-year-old child can avoid troll attacks, but cannot kill trolls.

No matter how genius he is.

Vikir was well aware that it was common knowledge.

If you unlock your hidden power, you can kill a troll with a light hit, but that would make things very complicated.

So Bikir has been waiting for this moment to kill the troll as probable as possible.

Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!

The troll’s rushing power is used against it.

If you use the force of its heavy body against it and stab it from the opposite direction, you will be able to pierce through the tough skin and muscle layer and sever the bundle of nerves in the neck.

yet.

…Hook!

At the tip of Bikir’s sword, there is a faint aura of gas.

It was the one that impressed everyone in the previous Orc battle.

Kyririk-

Vikir’s aura flew straight into the troll’s neck, forming a distinct fangs.

Fu-wook!

A sharp fang plunged deep into the troll’s throat.

At that moment, Bikir turned and slipped through the gap between the troll’s flanks, piercing a large hole in the troll’s neck.

“Ohhh!”

Everyone who watched it gasped in admiration.

Bikir’s seasoned practical experience is transformed into a genius talent in this spot.

……but.

[Goooooooooooo!]

The troll is not dead.

He thrust his fist into the hole in his neck and treated the wound with a huff.

A faint sigh escaped from the observers.

“Oops. Is it too much to go to trolls with Baskerville 1?”

“It’s definitely a bit difficult with the aircraft aura.”

“It’s a pity. But what did an 8-year-old child do this far? This alone is monumental.”

Baskerville 1 meal. You can’t catch a troll with one tooth.

Bikir already knew that.

In fact, with Beelzebub’s ability to bleed, that troll would die naturally after a while… but there was no point in winning like that.

“Enough. It could be dangerous any longer, so let’s stop here…”

The moment Hugo raised his hand to stop the war.

“Redeemer.”

Bikir opened his mouth.

“Release the restraints.”

At those words, the faces of all the Baskervilles hardened.

Loosen the troll’s restraints? to this board?

“…” ”

…”

“…”

Everyone’s eyes were alternately looking at Vikir and Hugo.

“…”

Even the world’s Hugo couldn’t help but feel absurd.

Then, his mouth slowly opened.

“Son. You’ve already proven your worth enough. Knowing that you’re satisfied and resigning is also the skill of a swordsman.”

A commanding tone. All the Baskervilles were surprised by Hugo’s attitude, which they had never seen before.

But even for a moment, Bikir’s words caught everyone’s attention again.

“We’re almost there. If the next attack doesn’t kill us, we’ll give up cleanly.”

Declaration of one blow.

At Bikir’s words, all the Baskervilles, including Hugo, were surprised.

How the hell are you going to defeat that troll, whose tenacity is unrivaled?

“…”

Hugo fell silent. It’s a signal that it’s okay to resume fighting.

[Koooooo! Squeak!]

The troll runs wild.

Some of the guard knights escaped the rampage of the trolls, untied the handcuffs and chains, and went out of the arena again.

yet. The troll, completely free, stood up.

Red eyes that were so bloodshot that I couldn’t even see the pupils anymore.

[G-Waaaaaaaaagh!]

With a roar that made the guts vomit, the troll pounced on Bikir with all his might.

But Bikir still looks at the troll with a cold gaze.

‘How far should I show my strength?’

The question about this had already been put down the answer in the evening.

…destroy!

The tip of Bikir’s shortsword shines a little brighter than before.

A few seasoned folks recognized it right away. That the density of the aura on Bikir’s sword had changed.

But without time to be surprised about it, Bikir moved on to the next move.

Kiririk – Karak!

The point of the sword embroidered towards the rushing troll. Fangs clearly visible.

The troll released the restraints and ran faster, and the reaction force became stronger.

yet.

…Poo-wook!

The body of the troll, which became faster and stronger than before, was pierced with the tip of the sword, which became faster and stronger than before.

and.

This time, there were definitely two teeth stuck in the troll’s neck.

The first tooth to open a hole in the troll’s neck.

And a second set of tiny, faint but clearly visible teeth that ferociously bite the side of the troll’s neck.

Baskerville Type 2.

And Sword Expert Intermediate.

……! ……! ……! ……!

The moment when all the Baskervilles, including Hugo, stood up in place with their mouths wide open.

…thud!

The decapitated troll’s body knelt on the floor.