The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 295

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Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (295)
A massive collision continued at the center of the battlefield.
Kwang!
Each time Belotian’s sword flashed, the air itself was torn asunder.
Standing before him were Kailun and five Imperial Warriors, but—
“Gasp!”
“Argh!”
The warriors defending against Belotian’s brutal sword strikes cried out, their bodies hurled backward.
At first glance, the attacks seemed simple.
Yet the power woven within those sword paths was far from trivial.
A 5-Star Level warrior bit his lip hard and raised his head.
‘It’s… clearly a straightforward attack, and yet…’
In the moment of defense, the sword path twisted cunningly, shattering their balance.
Against three opponents simultaneously, no less.
‘This is…’
The Sword Technique of one who has reached the 7-Star realm.
It was not a realm one could reach through raw Mana and Aura alone.
Thus, to Belotian’s eyes, even warriors of the 5-Star Level appeared laughable.
No, these insignificant creatures refused to shatter and continued clinging to him—it was beginning to infuriate him.
Moreover…
‘Time is already…’
Considerable time had already elapsed since his feet became rooted to this place.
He needed to press forward urgently.
“…Damn these bastards.”
Belotian muttered in a low voice.
The difference in ability was unmistakably clear.
Yet strangely, they did not collapse easily.
Especially that red-haired one.
“Hah… hah…!”
Kailun gasped roughly, raising his sword once more.
His entire body felt oppressively heavy.
Though he bore no wounds, merely defending against that creature’s attacks accumulated damage throughout his body.
‘How… how can I…’
Kailun lifted his gaze to regard that creature.
Formidable.
Was it because he had reached the late stages of the 7-Star realm?
He was keenly feeling that the rumors were no exaggeration.
A single moment of carelessness could cost him his life.
As Kailun steadied his breathing and raised his sword again, Isaac beside him spoke.
“…Are you alright?”
“Who are you worried about right now?”
Kailun kept his gaze fixed on Belotian as he spoke.
Isaac’s condition, consumed by concern for himself, was nothing short of tattered.
Blood streamed from countless wounds across his body, and even his breathing had grown ragged.
Yet Isaac’s eyes still blazed fiercely toward Belotian.
Isaac spoke.
“You can’t face that monster alone. When we launch a combined attack, seize the opening and strike.”
Unfortunately, the 5-Star Level warrior’s attack never reached Belotian.
He simply hadn’t yet developed the sharpness required to bring him down.
But Kailun shook his head.
If he abandoned defense now and aimed solely at the gaps in the enemy’s attacks, waiting for his moment,
‘Surely….’
at least two or three of them would die in an instant.
Of course, he wasn’t afraid of his comrades’ deaths.
If sacrifice could stop that bastard, then such a choice would be the right one.
But he had no certainty that even with such losses, he could actually bring that monster down.
A gamble’s scales must be balanced to some degree before one can even attempt it, wouldn’t you say?
But then it happened.
“Are there no more strategies? All I hear is the pointless noise of you rattling your heads.”
Kwaaang!
A sword swept through the air with such devastating force that the very terrain around them warped and shifted.
“Krraaaaaaagh!”
“Uuuaaaagh!”
The ground fractured beneath that single strike, and the warriors nearby were hurled backward, tumbling across the floor.
And at that sight, Belotian’s eyes gleamed with intensity.
“I can waste no more time.”
A thick killing intent flickered across his gaze.
“I’ll slaughter you all.”
Kuaaaaaaaaaang!
Immediately after, a colossal Aura began to condense upon Belotian’s sword.
As if all his previous attacks had been merely light exertion.
As though he would end everything with this strike, the concentrated power of his Aura transcended imagination itself.
“Ah… ah….”
“This… we can’t stop this….”
The pupils of the 5-Star Level warriors standing before him were losing their will to fight.
An overwhelming disparity beyond reason.
Their momentum shattered before an absolute power that no technique could withstand.
And the same was true for Kailun and Isaac.
“Ah….”
Isaac released a small gasp of awe.
It was because he felt something he had only ever sensed from Arteon—as if facing an enemy.
‘Did those who faced the Unit Commander feel this same sensation…?’
Even Isaac wavered beneath that colossal force, which made even escape seem impossible.
But that was the moment.
“What is…?”
Kailun’s eyes gleamed.
At the same time, a memory surfaced in his mind.
Just before departing for the Battlefield.
It was something Arteon had told him when he came to find him in front of the Barracks.
“Your opponent… is truly formidable.”
Arteon had spoken calmly.
“However, Belotian, who wields dual Swords, has one habit when he concentrates his Aura.”
“A habit?”
“His legs become defenseless while he focuses on his Aura.”
A brief silence.
“But….”
Arteon looked at Kailun.
“The moment you target that weakness… you’ll have to stake your life on it.”
“….”
“If you make a wrong move, you die.”
Kailun pondered for a moment before asking.
“Why are you telling me this?”
Arteon let out a soft laugh.
“Isaac can’t do it. Even if he knew, he lacks the ability to execute it.”
“So you’re saying I can?”
To that question.
“Yeah, you’re the only one who can pull this off.”
Arteon’s gaze fixed on Kailun.
“Honestly, if I were at your Realm, I couldn’t have done it either.”
“What do you mean by that…?”
The memory ended.
And back to the present.
Belotian’s Sword was gathering Aura explosively.
At that sight, Kailun’s eyes blazed.
What he and that guy had said after that, he couldn’t recall.
‘Can I do this…?’
Fear traced down his spine.
If he took that strike from the Aura gathered in that guy’s Sword, there wouldn’t even be a corpse left—only dust.
Blocking it was absolutely impossible.
But in that brief moment, Kailun made his decision.
‘Let me try this….’
No, I will do this…!
Boom!
Kailun kicked off the ground and launched forward.
In that instant, the eyes of not only the warriors around him but also Belotian, who had been concentrating his Aura, trembled.
Belotian cried out.
“You madman! Are you desperate to die?!”
He was charging straight at him?
Surely he could feel this overwhelming power—was he truly attempting suicide?
Without hesitation, Belotian swung his Sword toward Kailun.
After all, this one had been the most troublesome.
Once he eliminated this wretch, crushing the others and advancing to the Command Post would be swift.
“Die!”
The Sword, concentrated with tremendous Aura, poured down upon Kailun.
But in that moment.
Whoosh!
Kailun hurled his body forward, spinning rapidly through the air.
And Belotian’s Sword scraped past him with barely a hair’s breadth to spare.
“Hyaaaaaaaaaah!”
The instant his life-or-death strike twisted off course.
Slice!
Kailun’s Sword flashed brilliantly.
“Gaaaahhhhh!”
Belotian’s scream erupted.
Crash!
As Kailun, still spinning through the air, crashed to the ground bleeding, Isaac, watching him, cried out.
“Kailun!”
Yet despite his body feeling as though it would shatter from the agony, Kailun clenched his teeth and forced himself upright.
‘Did I…?!’
He had definitely felt contact with his Blade.
Kailun looked toward Belotian with desperate eyes.
And at the sight of that figure collapsed on the ground.
“…!”
Kailun’s pupils dilated sharply.
“Gaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”
Belotian writhed across the ground, screaming.
His entire leg below the knee on his left side had been severed clean away.
“Grrrrgh… you filthy bastard!”
Belotian stared at Kailun with eyes bloodshot crimson.
And at the sight of the wounded Belotian, the Allied cavalry nearby cried out in great alarm.
“Now, General!”
“This bastard! How dare you strike the General!”
“Cut him down!”
“Uaaaaaaaaa!”
“Protect Kailun!”
“Stop them! Stop them all!”
“Kyaaaaaaaa!”
In an instant, the battlefield descended into chaos as Imperial Soldiers and the Allied cavalry clashed in a tangled melee.
And at the center of it all.
“….”
Rising to his feet, Kailun gazed upon Belotian, who now lay crumpled on the ground.
Having already lost his legs, there was nothing left for him to do.
Yet….
‘Merely… such a small difference….’
Perhaps it had all begun with the tiniest lapse in vigilance.
Until now, their blades had not even grazed the hem of his garment.
That carelessness had invited Belotian’s own.
‘And so… this outcome was born.’
Arteon.
Had he foreseen even this moment?
My mind churned with confusion, but I cast such thoughts aside for now.
Kailun looked down at Belotian sprawled upon the ground.
“So much bluster about being 7-Star Level, yet look at you now—pathetic.”
“Guh—guh—guh…! You son of a bitch…!”
“Never again.”
Shing.
Kailun raised his sword.
Light reflected off the blade, spreading outward in all directions.
Whooooooom!
An Aura bloomed evenly across Kailun’s sword.
“Set foot upon our land no more.”
Slice!
As Kailun’s blade flashed, Belotian’s head fell.
With Belotian’s death, a terrible cry erupted from the Allied cavalry nearby.
Splooooosh!
Watching the spray of blood, Kailun’s thoughts turned to Arteon.
‘I shall repay this debt without fail.’
And this boundary between life and death.
Now I was beginning to understand what courage it took to cross that line.
And what kind of world he inhabited.
Thud!
Kailun plunged his sword through Belotian’s head, which lay sprawled upon the ground, and hoisted it high into the sky.
And he roared.
“The Allied Forces’ warrior is dead! We have won!”
“Uuuaaaaaahhhhh!”
“We’ve won!”
Though the war’s outcome remained uncertain, repelling this assault alone constituted more than half the victory—that much was undeniable.
And they all turned their heads, gazing toward where the Allied Formation stood.
Now it all depended on what became of our sharpest blade, the one who had ventured into their ranks.
That alone held their attention.
Yet mere minutes had not elapsed when—
“Uuuaaaaaahhhhh!”
“Wuuaaaaaahhh!”
From within the Allied Formation erupted cries of despair and anguished screams, and without realizing it, they clenched their fists tightly.

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