Chapter 258 – Knights of the Round Table (2)

As if running away, Dojin, who headed to the land where the barbarians live, guessed that something must be wrong as he looked at Kanta, who looked at the soldiers with a hard expression.

Hey, it’s been months since she left her tribe her. Now that she, her mighty warrior her, is away from her place her, her tribe her will be burdened as much as she is gone, and the burden of fighting for her realm her will soon lead to the shrinking of her territory her.

“What’s the matter?”
“… No, it’s nothing. It’s just- I’m very surprised that the Imperial Army has advanced this far.”

Kanta thought of the territory of his tribe her, which had shrunk as much as the territory of the imperial army that had expanded. Tribal life required more territory than expected.

See the tiger A carnivore needs at least 400 km2 of land to live on.

What about the more nimble and active tribesmen? Even if you wander around the vast plains every day, you will find tribe members starving.

‘The greedy imperial bastards….’

Not so with empires. They stock up on too much food every year, say that’s not enough, and covet more territory.

To Kanta, that was just greed. It is well known that the amount of food that the nobles of the Empire waste every day is equal to the amount of food that the members of the tribe can eat in a month.

“Kanta, live and die.”
“… I’m sorry.”

Do-jin, who saw the soldiers guarding the border approaching, warned Kanta. She killed Gicheok right away.

Do-jin and his group, holding their breath and escaping the border, arrived at the Geari tribe.

As they try to approach the tribe, savages on the lookout approach from all sides. It was a scene I had seen somewhere.

Do-jin recalled the prisoners he saw when he went to the elven kingdom, and felt that their lives were very similar to them.

“Stop! If it gets any further…”
“It’s me.”
“… The ax that sings death? It’s you?”
“Okay.”

Kanta, the death-singing ax, raised her hand and greeted her tribemates. The members of her tribe welcomed her and jumped and jumped, but they looked at Dojin and started pointing at her.

“Then this guy… !”
“He is what the elder said.”
“Really!?”

The tribe members said that and looked at Dojin. They were similar in size to them, but they didn’t look overwhelmingly strong.

Could this one man save them and drive out the empire? They seemed very skeptical.

“Wait a minute, is this guy really that strong?”
“It was strong. I was also helpless.”
“I can’t believe it.”

The soaring red hawk said so and stepped forward. From ancient times, people tended to disbelieve what they did not see.

He was too. Even more so, he was very displeased with the fact that Kanta, who was only a girl, was entrusted with such a serious mission.

“Honestly, you’re good at killing people, but… It’s all thanks to that ax, and the skills themselves aren’t that great.”

The red hawk said that and disparaged Kanta. He believed her wholeheartedly that he could defeat her without her ax her.

She thought that if it were n’t for the power of the mysterious ax she had acquired by chance, she would n’t be a big deal—so she would n’t be able to judge an opponent who could n’t use most of the ax’s power is hers.

“… Are you serious? A red hawk?”
“So what, when did you see me joking?”
“Huh, yes- I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal if I didn’t have this ax, right?”

At that, Kanta threw down the ax and raised both hands.

“Dumb—.”
“Stop.”

Kanta, who was about to fight, was stopped by Do-jin. Not only Kanta, but also the red hawk glared at Dojin as if asking why he was blocking them.

Do-jin stepped out while watching the red hawk looking at him with a gaze that seemed to be a hindrance.

“Why are you fighting him when you’re evaluating my skills?”

Dojin said that and began to loosen his fists. Realizing the meaning, the red hawk began to stare at Do-jin as if it went well.

If he casually defeated Do-jin, whom Kanta had brought, it meant that he could destroy the honor of Kanta who had fallen to him.

Watching Dojin lead the way, Kanta silently picked up the thrown ax. If he said he would step in, he had no reason to stop himself.

“Haha-! Goes!”

The red hawk screamed and rushed at Dojin. The body of his was more complete than I thought, but it’s a city hillbilly.

They are incomparable to those who train their muscles by fighting animals every day in nature.

The red hawk ran away and swung his fist fiercely. True to the name of the red hawk, the fist that stretched out like a hawk stuck into Dojin’s chin.

‘This is the end-!’

Perok-. Dojin, who was hit by his fist, looked down at the red hawk casually. Why? That fist just now was so powerful that even a large beast 3 meters tall would faint.

Even the red hawk realized that his fist that hit Dojin was gradually swelling. He is broken in one blow, even though it was himself who hit him.

“Is this over?”

Dojin asked. Coincidentally, it was the same as what the red hawk had thought. At those words that she seemed to be teasing herself, the red hawk unwittingly took out a weapon and raised it.

“This son of a bitch!”

As he drew his weapon, the tribesmen who were watching around rushed to stop him, but it was too late.

The distance between the two was too close, and the red hawk was a skilled warrior enough to ignore Kanta.

Not to mention, the opponent was bare-handed, and no matter how fast Do-jin was, he couldn’t escape the sword attack at this distance.

So, Do-jin did not avoid the sword. He accepted it

Whirly-!
Poududeuk!

The moment the yin and yang were harmonized, the sword wielded by the red hawk went off course.

The sword that had been slashing straight down rotated once, and the recoil returned entirely to the arm of the red hawk. The red hawk rolled on the floor, grabbing his arm that had turned around like a sword.

“Quaaaaagh!”
“Since you swung the sword against the customer, there will be no complaints, right?”

Dojin looked at him rolling on the floor and murmured. In fact, all the tribe members were dumbfounded by this absurd phenomenon.

What did he do he didn’t see I saw it, but I didn’t understand it. A phenomenon that was not understood was not remembered even after seeing it.

“Now, I believe that it has been proven that I am the savior who came to save you, and the guest of the tribe… Anyone else dissatisfied?”

Saying that, Do-jin touched the sword hanging from his waist. With that alone, they focused on the fact that he was a swordsman, and that he had just neutralized the red hawk without using a sword.

It was enough to subdue a warrior with only one skill, not the main force, so there was no need to think long about what the hell it could do when the sword was pulled out.

His tribe members he quickly took him to the village.

* * *

Do-jin, who entered the village, saw children looking at him. His body His was generally muscular, but he felt skinny from not eating most of the time.

The fact that he had only not-so-thin children made it easy to understand how dire the situation the tribe was in.

While the children were watching Do-jin and whispering among themselves, Kanta took Do-jin straight to the elder’s tent.

“Sir, I am here.”
-Who are you?
“The ax that sings of death has arrived.”
—… Come in

After receiving permission, Kanta opened the tent and took Dojin inside. The inside of the narrow tent was filled with faint smoke, and Do-jin could tell that it was the smell of cigarettes just by smelling it.

In the old primitive tribes, they smoked cigarettes in a thick layer of smoke and then inhaled the air, and this seemed to be the case.

“Yes, Kanta. How have you been?”

“… Yes, the divinity the elder said. I brought them.”

“Hmm- this person is a divinity?”

Hearing Kanta’s words, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Dojin. The wrinkled eyes of his looked very difficult to even open, but the dizzy eyes hidden inside them were enough to see through Do-jin even through a small gap.

Do-jin looked at the old man as he shuddered at the feeling of being scrutinized to the very bottom of himself.

The moment our eyes met, the old man trembled and rolled his eyes at Kanta.

“… Kantha.”
“Yes, old man.”
“Who is this man?”
“Yes? The divinity the elder said…”
“Not! I’m not talking about this guy!”

The old man, frightened and aiming a stick at Do-jin, started a game and hoped that Do-jin would be kicked out quickly.

Confused by the elder’s reaction, Kanta didn’t know what to do and kicked Do-jin out of the tent – Do-jin, who had been kicked out of the tent, escaped and tasted the fresh air and remembered what the old man had said.

‘It’s not me?’

Hey, you can’t be the main character of everything in the world. What will happen if this happens? Will Kanta give up on himself and leave for the Dungeon Spirit again?

He left the already devastated tribe alone, and the tribe might perish as it is?

Just when she was thinking about what choice she would make, Kanta, who had escaped from the elder’s tent, carefully looked at her Do-jin.

“… Dojin.”
“Uh.”
“Wait, can you follow me for a second?”

Dojin nodded her head and followed her. She is out of sight of others. So, I headed to my hut.

As soon as they arrived there, where no one else could see them, Kanta knelt down in front of Dojin.

“I’m really, really sorry!”
“… What?”
“I was mistaken! It seems you weren’t divine….”

Kanta was convinced that Do-jin was the divinity the elder said. So, she forced herself to drag him to this place 20,000 miles away-.

Actually? He was not divine. Then, who the hell was the divinity the old man talked about- she couldn’t even guess.

But one thing is certain, it wasn’t Dojin. She brought the wrong person here due to my own misunderstanding. It was not enough, and it made the empire and Chuck lose.

Even at the cost of her life, she had a debt she could not repay.

“You’re going to pay it back by just getting down on one knee?”

It’s a no-brainer.
Dojin thought so and looked down at her Kantha.