The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 17.1

Chapter 17: Spring Day (4)

Cain’s violet eyes glinted in the summer sun.

Reflected in them was the ‘Winter’s’ flash of inspiration to bite into his enemy’s back.

The flash of inspiration revealed:

‘Witch of the Horizon.’

Behind the blurry figure of an old woman, the image of a beautiful witch with long white hair overlapped.

The same woman had white cataracts in her eyes.

She had disguised her appearance with an illusion, which had fooled most of them.

But.

Cain glanced behind her.

Scratch.

Arna scratched her nose.

It meant she had detected it by smell.

It seemed to be due to her keen senses as a half-elf and her experience gained from her long life as a mercenary.

In other words, the only ones who knew that the old woman in this place was a witch were Cain and Arna.

“Vanderbilt.”

Cain called out to him in a low voice.

The elderly knight walked out with a dignified look and bowed to Cain.

The old woman was surprised to hear that Vanderbilt was the lord of the Arzweber fiefdom.

“Oh, sir knight, this old woman does not know.”

She tried to kneel.

Vanderbilt waited for Cain’s orders with an ambiguous smile that seemed to indicate he didn’t know what to do.

“What is the first thing to consider when facing an enemy?”

In response to Cain’s sudden question, Vanderbilt answered as best he could.

“To judge who the enemy is, how strong they are, and how many troops we will need.”

“So how can we deal with them easily?”

“The best way is to surprise them before they are ready.”

Cain smiled broadly.

Then.

Thud━.

He jumped up and stepped on Vanderbilt’s shoulder.

He grabbed the handle of the greatsword he was carrying on his back and pulled it out, then jumped into the air.

Whooosh━!

The huge greatsword cut through the sea wind without resistance and fell vertically!

Its target was the old woman’s head.

Abel, who was standing nearby, was shocked but did not interfere rashly.

Trusting in Cain’s judgment, he fell back three steps and drew his three swords.

“You madman!”

On the other hand, Oleciren and Isoel shouted at Cain, who was trying to kill the old woman out of the blue.

They tried to stop him, but.

Thud━.

Arna, who had suddenly appeared between them, grabbed their wrists to buy time.

Everyone except Cain and Arna thought that the old woman would be cut in half and squashed to death.

Clang━!!

However.

In that instant, a pure white barrier appeared in front of her and blocked Cain’s greatsword.

Cain spun around in the air as he was thrown back, planted both feet firmly on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang━!

He swung the barrier horizontally, leaving no room to breathe.

Clang, clang, clang!

The blows came down one after another without giving him any time to breathe.

As the greatsword’s blows continued like flowing water, the defensive barrier began to crack.

At the same time, the old woman’s back straightened.

She gradually grew younger and transformed into a beautiful woman with long white hair that reached her waist.

She stared blankly at Cain’s relentless attacks with her cloudy eyes.

“How?”

“Good!”

Snap━.

The barrier shattered after withstanding seventeen impacts.

Cain rushed towards her.

No opinions, no consultation, no intimidation.

Just a greatsword imbued with the sole desire to kill in one blow!

But.

Thud.

As if all the laws of physics were in the palm of her hand, the white-haired Primundi lightly caught the flying greatsword with one hand.

“You’re quite skilled, son of Ethelred.”

“You too.”

“Did you think that my power would be lacking because it is not yet night?”

There was a hint of warmth in her voice.

It was a voice that sounded like she was scolding a mischievous grandson, not an enemy.

Cain curled his lips.

“There are two ways to get into the enemy’s maw. One is to enter an open mouth, and the other is to grab it and pry it open.”

“The difference between the prepared and the unprepared.”

The Witch of the Horizon sensed that Cain was not just the son of a noble family, but a warrior who had fought on countless battlefields.

It was a mindset that could not be possessed otherwise.

“Yes, just like now. Abel.”

An ordinary word spoken as if it was nothing.

However, for the future hero, it was a promise that released him to charge forward!

Swish━.

Abel squeezed the earth of the entire world with his left foot, which he was standing on.

Ardvark.

Lu Rabada Lugh Lamhfhada.

A scorching light trajectory that cut through the blue sky!

He drew his sword and charged towards the witch, becoming like sunlight.

But he did not reach the horizon.

Swish.

Primundi tilted her head slightly and chuckled.

“I didn’t know that━.”

There was no way Abel would miss the witch’s slowly opening mouth.

The first will of the Ardvark is the power of a straight line that pierces anything!

Ardvark.

Lou Delbach Lugh Delbáeth.

The second is the trajectory of unstoppable blood!

The sword was pulled back abruptly.

In addition to the force of his arms pulling like the whole world was shrinking, Abel once again stepped on the ground.

Bang━!

He stomped his foot.

The ground where his foot landed, which was about the size of a palm, crumbled like a spider’s web.

Along with the enormous force contained within it!

The trajectory of the sword exploded again.

Boom━.

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