Chapter 315 – The Cold Blooded King.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been hurt.”

Bar Gadget opened his mouth as he faced Yakaf with his sword. It looked like they were simply facing swords, but even now, they were reading each other’s actions endlessly, moving their swords, and repeating catching up with them. Swords that constantly faced and twisted but could not escape each other.

“Are you going to deal with me properly from now on?”
“‘Not for reigning!'”

Bar Gadget chant to use his magic, regardless of Yakaf’s prediction of his actions. Because he hadn’t used magic before. At the same time, a fierce wind blew and aimed at Yakaf, but Bargazzet even laughed as he saw that it was not enough to spur the ground ahead of him and get further away from the wind.

“Did you know about my magic!”
“Every time your subordinates call you out, isn’t it strange that you don’t know! Poongwang! I’ll kick you out like this!”
“No, I won’t let you do that!”

When Bargazzet spreads his folded wings, the wings larger than his body glisten with emerald feathers. Ordinary harpies cannot fly unless they fall from a high place. However, Bargazette was an exception. As he kicked off the ground, a gust of wind picked up his body and sent him swiftly after Yakaf.

“Let’s see if you can say this confidently even after being hit!”

Yakaf spreads his wings and sees Var Gadget chasing him, pulls out his sling, spins it around, and shoots it at him.

“Is it a sling? Not bad.”

The sling’s bullets are smaller and more elliptical, so they are less affected by wind than arrows. Therefore, it is a weapon that can increase the effective range to a farther distance than an arrow. Also, it should have been quite effective against Vargajet, who can handle the wind.

“But it’s soft!”

But that only makes sense when the wind is right. When he blew up the wind again, the sling’s bullets did not reach him and fell off a nearby wall. At this rate, Bargazzet could catch up with Yakaf in no time. Var Gadget was flying fast regardless of his weight, but Yakaf was still carrying heavy armor and a heavy sword with a weak human body. No matter how fast they started, it was only a matter of time before they caught up.

“I’ve been dealing with this wind for hundreds of years!”
“Do you think I underestimated you!?”
“…!! You guys!”

The next moment Bargazette saw. He saw Yakaf, whom he thought would run away, turn around and run towards him. In his hand, Barisada, a sword as big as the tall ones, was lifted straight up and was ready to strike. Even harpies with superior physical abilities than humans have limits. It would be difficult for him to accept that a sword that large was determined and swung down, but his body was rushing quickly with the wind. Even if he tried to catch it with Durandal, he would lose his balance and collapse, putting his head on the edge of the sword.

At this rate, Bargazzet’s body would have been cut in half.

“Did you think you could cut me down like this?!”
“Keugh!”

However, his wind is not something that can only be blown out in one place. Vargazzet immediately shoots the wind towards Yakaf. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere, and Yakaf couldn’t stand it and his momentum diminished. Barisada is definitely a heavy sword, but at the same time it is a sword with a large area. Even the sling’s bullets were affected by the wind, but the sword couldn’t escape. In particular, the dust blowing in the wind also affected Yakaf’s eyes wearing a helmet. Bargazette was able to launch a headwind and, at the same time, stop in mid-air and aim him directly at Durandal.

Jakarf’s vision was obscured by the dust he raised, and Durandal could not even hear the sound of his sword swing as he crept into the gust and aimed at him.

-Chaeeng!
“I can see at least a shadow! What’s more! This dust! I mean, clean it properly!”

But this time, Durandal was blocked by Yakaf’s Barisada.

“Remember that. But first the sweep distance will increase!”

He didn’t think he would be able to finish Yakaf with this attack anyway. Bargazette stopped the wind that had lifted her up with swords facing each other. In that case, his weight is transferred to Yakaf who blocks the sword. He wouldn’t be able to hold on to holding the already heavy Barisada.

“Kuh?! The wind…!”
“I will definitely kill you here!”

But Bargazette was not caught off guard. He is an opponent whose actions can be read just by crossing swords twice. He should not allow even an inch of gap. So he created another wind and sent it towards Yakaf’s leg, knocking him off balance. He could have had his legs cut off if it wasn’t for the armor, but he regrets that he can’t. Still, now that the balance had collapsed, Durandal would have been able to cut Jacob with certainty.

“What?!”

Vargazette lost his balance as well when the impact struck his ankle.

“This bastard has empty legs!”

It is because Yakaf did not resist the blowing wind and fell and kicked his feet. Originally, with his strength and weight, he would not have been knocked over by such an impact, but it was great that he was falling to the ground.

“Did you know I would fall like this!”

Even so, Vargazette is enough to bring the wind to balance it.

“If the bridge of the nose is high, it will break!”

At that moment, Vargazette saw a thick pommel coming down in front of her nose. But he’s off balance and he’s useless to use the pommel. At this speed, he could have caught it.

“This!!”

However, as Var Gadget tried to grab his handle, the sight of Barisada passing through his hand reminded him of Yakaf’s magic again. Durandal missed Barisada when he lost his balance, and to stop him now, Jakarp is already standing upright, grabbing Barisada from under him and aiming for him. Even so, it doesn’t matter.

“Get off!”
“Kuk!”

He just had to blow Yakaf away with the wind. But Bargazette couldn’t help but be surprised.

“You bastard…?!”

It was because Yakaf was wielding a silvery barisada in front of him, not being blown away by the strong wind he evoked. Vargazette soon realized why Yakaf hadn’t been blown away. Because there was something that tightened his ankle.

“At some point, a rope on my ankle!?”

Yakaf’s ankle and his ankle were tied with a rope, one by one. The line was none other than the sling that Yakaf used to shoot the bullets. He had tied himself and his legs together with a sling while Vargazet had his eyes on Barisada. If it was a simple sling, it would take less time to tie it, but if it was a sling that had already been prepared, it was not difficult to tie it.

“It would be a pity if it flew away! Let’s fight more like dogs!”
“Keugh!”

Bar Gazette managed to block Barisada by pushing his hand with the wind and pinching his back and dal. A close encounter in which death approaches and beckons to each other every time the two swords exchange sparks and exchange moments.

“Kuk, haha!”
“This side is filthy and tough. Do you have time to laugh?”
“I’m just thinking that it’s really something to live for a long time and see!”

Bargazette was dumbfounded herself, but thought the moment was really enjoyable.

“I won’t have to cover my means any more!”
“I want to live comfortably here!”

Yakaf complained, but Vargazette raised the wind again. However, the wish is not just to defeat Yakaf or to upset the balance.

“Chit, you hid this again!”

Yakaf must have noticed the number of Var Gadgets and tried to free his foot, but he didn’t let go and instead pushed his foot to prevent him from escaping.

“Where are you going! Aren’t those the shackles you put on yourself?!”

In the end, Yakaf almost couldn’t get out, but he stamped Barisada down, severing the ropes that held them together, and retreated. At the same time, something passed by the place where he was with the sound of shouting and cutting the wind.

“Are you controlling that separately?”

It was a weapon called a chakram. Since it was a weapon often used by harpies, I had seen Yakaf before, but there were no other harpies nearby, so it was not enough to fly alone, so I was floating in the air alone as if I had my own will. I didn’t know what the principle was, but I didn’t get a chance to observe it closely.

“What do you plan to do this time? Yakaf!”
“Like a child, don’t rush!”

At least Yakaf was wearing armor, so he was able to deflect the chakram by twisting and deflecting Barisada’s attack, but the attack was so irregular that it felt like fighting two people instead of one.

‘I thought it would be difficult, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.’

Fortunately, Yakaf soon found out why the chakram could move by itself. Hong-Hung, the sound of the wind hitting something and pushing it, perhaps because there was a propeller in the shape of a windmill at the center of the chakram, which should have been open to deal with the wind. Then the answer was simple.

“Can you still move like this!?”

He pushed Barisada right in front of Vargazet’s nose and at the same time pierced the chakram’s center with a cross guard to stop it. At that moment, Vargazette laughed.

“I never said there was only one chakram. I also never said I could only move sideways.”

As he said, the sound of another wind blowing behind him. Unlike the previous chakram aiming at him in a circle, Yakaf realized that Vargazet had deliberately tricked the chakram as if it had no choice but to move in a circle. He also knows that he has no choice but to duck to avoid the chakram that is now targeting his back.

– Kaang!

Yakaf immediately ducked and turned Barisada around to put a cross guard in the center of the chakram that flew from behind and stopped it. Had he left it, he could have hit the var gadget, but such laxity was not to be expected from him, so it was better for him to disable the chakram.

“Now I can barely see the match.”
“Big.”

However, there was no way Vargazzet would miss the gap revealed by the chakram as she ducked. As evidence of that, he stepped on Barisada’s sword face and Durandalo took down Barisada’s cross guard, trying to crush him.

‘I stepped on the knife. After all, he can’t beat me with his strength.’

But even at this moment, not knowing what Yakaf was going to do, Vargazet tried to kill Barisada by stabbing him with Durandal, who was holding Barisada together. If he used magic, the chakrams on Barisada’s cross guard would pass through and fall. At that moment, Bargazette felt a sense of incongruity. He wondered if he was forgetting something, and his instincts sounded the alarm.

– Chae Ae-aek!

At the same time, he barely escaped the sight of the ghastly iron fangs filling his vision, but he couldn’t help but be wounded and bleeding.

“Keuug, was he hiding another move?”
“Ha, it’s a pity, I must have hidden it so it wouldn’t be seen.”
“Yeah, I almost forgot.”

Vargazette responded to Jacob’s magic with her own sword, Durandal. Then, wouldn’t it be strange to say that Yakaf’s sword, Barisada, is also a magic tool?

“But wouldn’t it be strange if I threw a sword and activated it?”

Even the number of weapons that briefly appeared in his field of vision seemed close to one hundred. If that was the case, there would have been a way to just throw the weapon and crush him.

“I’ve thought about that too, but it didn’t seem like anyone had a similar idea. That’s why it’s like advertising that there’s something in the sword.”
“…Did you even calculate that?”