How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 119
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【Chapter 119】
“I won’t let this slide… Never… I’ll definitely take you with me…!”
Asnathal grew even larger.
Having expanded his body to nearly 3.5 meters, he pressed Carlisle as if to kill him.
Crack!
Rumble!
When Asnathal’s iron club struck down where Carlisle had been, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.
“Die! Enemy of my tribe!”
Even as the enraged Asnathal unleashed his frenzied assault, Carlisle responded calmly with a composed demeanor.
Why?
From Carlisle’s perspective, there wasn’t a single reason for his emotions to be stirred.
He had simply done his best to survive and used his head to defeat his enemies.
Moreover, having no personal feelings toward Asnathal or competitive spirit, it wasn’t difficult to maintain his composure and focus on the fight.
‘Should I start passing this off to someone else?’
Carlisle considered dumping the frenzied Asnathal on his allies and slipping away.
Since the Allied Forces had just pushed into the Predator Tribe’s Military Camp, there would be no problem if he withdrew now.
As if responding to Carlisle’s thoughts, the surrounding situation flowed in that direction.
“Carlisleeeeeeee!”
Krabel, drenched in blood, appeared and called out to Carlisle.
He looked as if he had slashed so many enemies that he hadn’t just been splattered with blood, but had fallen into a pool of blood and emerged.
Such an appearance from Krabel was proof that, regardless of his usual conduct, his skills were exceptional.
“You’ve really worked hard! You succeeded in a difficult operation! Hahaha!”
“…?”
“From now on, this Battalion Commander will handle it, so you fall back! Your efforts up to now must have been considerable!”
Carlisle was so dumbfounded for a moment that he nearly got hit by Asnathal’s attack.
Who would have known that after constantly picking fights and tormenting him until his desertion, he would now act friendly?
“It’s dangerous, so you stay back!”
“Get lost, small fry!”
Thwack!
“Aaaaah!”
Krabel got kicked by Asnathal and went flying far away.
‘This is good?’
Carlisle suppressed the urge to thank Asnathal for this.
‘Should I slip away now?’
Carlisle decided to leave Asnathal to his allies.
From Carlisle’s perspective, Asnathal was just another common Barbarian Tribal Chief.
Since he placed no value or meaning on a duel with Asnathal, there was no reason to risk his life in a one-on-one fight…
Ding!
A notification window appeared before his eyes.
[Disciplinary Action]
[Disciplinary Action]
Eliminate 5-star or higher Barbarian [Heroes].
Category: General
Progress: 0% (0/3)
Reward: Promotion (Private → Second Lieutenant)
Warning: You cannot be promoted if you fail to eliminate three heroes!
[Disciplinary Action]
Eliminate 5-star or higher Barbarian [Heroes].
Category: General
Progress: 0% (0/3)
Reward: Promotion (Private → Second Lieutenant)
Warning: You cannot be promoted if you fail to eliminate three heroes!
[Disciplinary Action]
Eliminate 5-star or higher Barbarian [Heroes].
Category: General
Progress: 0% (0/3)
Reward: Promotion (Private → Second Lieutenant)
Warning: You cannot be promoted if you fail to eliminate three heroes!
[Disciplinary Action]
Eliminate 5-star or higher Barbarian [Heroes].
Category: General
Progress: 0% (0/3)
Reward: Promotion (Private → Second Lieutenant)
Warning: You cannot be promoted if you fail to eliminate three heroes!
[Disciplinary Action]
Eliminate 5-star or higher Barbarian [Heroes].
Category: General
Progress: 0% (0/3)
Reward: Promotion (Private → Second Lieutenant)
Warning: You cannot be promoted if you fail to eliminate three heroes!
“Ha.”
A sigh naturally escaped from Carlisle’s lips.
He had been about to dump Asnathal on his allies…
‘Hmm.’
Carlisle pondered for a moment, and his conclusion was…
‘What’s wrong with being a Private?’
For an ordinary person, it would be right to pursue higher rank even if it came with responsibilities and duties.
But the story was different for the second son of the great noble House Sigmund and a notorious scoundrel known throughout the Continent.
Even Battalion Commander Krabel had been flustered when Carlisle deserted, hadn’t he?
‘Let’s get out of here.’
Carlisle withdrew without regret.
His mana was nearly depleted from maintaining his Berserker State anyway, so there was no reason to insist on a difficult one-on-one duel with Asnathal.
“You rat bastard! Where are you running!”
Asnathal chased after Carlisle frantically.
“You coward! How can someone who bears the Sigmund name show his back to the enemy! Aren’t you ashamed before your father?!”
“Uh, not really ashamed.”
Carlisle snickered and ran away, dodging Asnathal’s attacks.
What did pride and reputation matter?
Carlisle had nothing to lose.
Why would someone infamous as the Northern Region’s greatest scoundrel fear being pointed at as a coward?
“I will definitely take you…”
Swoosh, thunk!
Marder’s arrow hit Asnathal square in the chest.
Of course, that single shot wasn’t enough to bring Asnathal down.
His solid chest muscles and bones weren’t soft enough to be penetrated by Marder’s arrow.
However, it succeeded in piercing through the skin and embedding into the muscle.
“These cowardly continentals…!”
Just as the enraged Asnathal was about to pull out the arrow embedded in his chest.
Swoosh, swoooosh!
Dozens of arrows flew toward Asnathal.
Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk… thud!
“Graaaaaahhh…!!!”
Asnathal, who had become like a porcupine, let out a pained groan.
No matter how much of a barbarian warrior he was, to remain unharmed after being hit by dozens of arrows, he would need to be at least 7-star level.
“Well then, good work.”
Carlisle handed Asnathal over to his allies and turned away without hesitation.
* * *
The Decaron Army succeeded in capturing Asnathal alive after about 10 minutes of struggle.
No matter how much of a barbarian warrior he was, he couldn’t possibly win against the Decaron Army numbering in the thousands.
“You cowardly continentals! Come at me! Come at me, I say! I must go to Valhalla! I must meet an honorable death!”
Asnathal screamed desperately while bound tightly.
The virtue of barbarians was to die honorably in battle, not to be captured and executed.
Since they considered execution a dishonorable end, it was natural for Asnathal to cause such a commotion.
“Shut up!”
Thwack!
Krabel kicked Asnathal in the back.
“How dare a mere barbarian! You will meet a dishonorable end! Do you think this Krabel would allow you Valhalla? Kahahaha!”
Krabel acted as if he had captured Asnathal himself.
True to someone whose eyes were bloodshot with ambition for advancement, he was clearly making a show to make his contribution appear even greater.
“You really worked hard, Private Carlisle.”
“It was quite a lot of work.”
Carlisle showed off in response to Helen’s encouragement.
Normally he might have been modest, but this time the hardship had truly been considerable.
“Following the great success of this operation, you and your comrades will receive appropriate rewards.”
“That’s only natural.”
“Of course, regarding your deser… that matter will be treated as if it never happened, so keep that in mind.”
“Yes.”
“And… sorry for being late. You must have been waiting.”
Helen added with an awkward smile as if apologetic.
“You came, so that’s what matters. Don’t dwell on it. I’m not bothered.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Carlisle nodded his head.
Knowing that she would stop at nothing to save her subordinates, he thought there must have been good reason for the delay.
“Sigmundddd―!!!”
Asnathal shouted angrily toward Carlisle.
“How can you still call yourself a Sigmund after doing this! Aren’t you ashamed before your father! Come here! Come and duel with me! Let’s finish this fight!”
“He’s noisy. Can’t you make him quiet?”
Carlisle frowned.
“I’ll take measures. But…”
“…?”
“Are you really sure you don’t need to finish the duel?”
“Why should I continue it?”
“…?”
Helen seemed somewhat flustered by Carlisle’s response.
“If you withdraw like this, won’t the family’s honor be tarnished… is that alright?”
“If it’s honor that would be tarnished by that, shouldn’t it fall to the ground and be trampled? And compared to what I’ve done so far, this is nothing.”
“…”
“Why risk my life in a battle that’s already won?”
“Haha…”
Helen couldn’t respond to Carlisle’s answer and let out an empty laugh.
As a Northerner, she had never imagined a direct descendant of Sigmund withdrawing from a duel.
No matter how much of a scoundrel he was.
“If you wanted to die honorably, you should have made that decision long ago. Isn’t it too greedy for a tribal chief to also try to be a warrior?”
Carlisle approached Asnathal and spoke.
“That, that’s…”
“You’re unqualified as a chief, and unqualified as a warrior. You’re nothing but a half-baked failure. And it’s useless to mention my family. I’m a disowned child, so there’s no damage.”
“…”
“So don’t look for me, and die quietly. Don’t cling on so pathetically.”
Carlisle turned away after hurling harsh words.
“…The devil’s son is not only cowardly but cruel as well.”
Even as Asnathal muttered this, he no longer shouted at Carlisle.
Why?
Because even with ten mouths, he had nothing to say.
* * *
The result of the battle was a great victory.
The warriors of the Predator Tribe, who had been suffering from high fever and abdominal pain, couldn’t fight well, and without their chief or key commanders, they suffered a one-sided massacre.
Moreover, not only the Decaron Army but also the Loren Family’s army, the Schwern Army, had arrived first and was already engaged in battle, so they were outnumbered as well.
Thanks to this, the armies belonging to the United Kingdom suffered very minimal casualties.
To annihilate fifteen hundred members of the Predator Tribe with only single-digit casualties was an overwhelming victory that no one could deny.
“To think a Sigmund is just a private.”
Alicia approached Carlisle and spoke as if incredulous.
“You still haven’t passed the Noble Proof?”
“I did.”
“Then shouldn’t you be an officer?”
“I was passed over for promotion.”
“Passed over for promotion…?”
“Apparently I committed insubordination.”
“What did you do?”
“I held a knife to a superior’s throat.”
“…It’s impressive you weren’t executed.”
Alicia shook her head as if she couldn’t handle him.
“Anyway, see you next time.”
“What…?”
“I’m telling you to leave now.”
“Just… leave?”
“Why? Do you have something to say?”
“Aren’t you even going to say thank you?”
“Why should I say thank you? This is a transaction.”
“Even so, I came with an army to help, and you won’t even offer me a cup of tea?”
“Look at my rank insignia. Do I look like I’m in a position to offer tea? I’m a private.”
“….”
“Anyway, be careful on your way. I’ll definitely repay the debt, so don’t worry about it.”
After saying that, Carlisle brushed past Alicia as if there was no need for further conversation.
Trembling…!!!
Alicia shook with anger at Carlisle’s rudeness.
Even if it was a transaction, who would have thought he’d treat her, the young lady of the Loren Family, like some maid?
‘Ugh, how annoying. Does he think I’m someone who comes when he calls and goes when he tells me to? Really?’
Alicia was so furious that her hands trembled.
She was so upset that she wanted to run after Carlisle as he walked away and give him a good smack on the back of his head.
‘How annoying. Does he think being handsome is everything?’
Alicia thought Carlisle was acting rudely because he relied on his good looks.
‘Just wait and see. If you’re not helpful to me, you’ll pay the price dearly.’
Alicia glared at Carlisle’s retreating figure for a long while as if she would remember this, then turned around.
And there was an emotion sprouting in Alicia’s heart.
“…How disappointing.”
Alicia didn’t even realize what she had muttered to herself.
It was a word that flowed purely from her subconscious….
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