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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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An abomination made of muscles.
There was no other word to describe it.
A barrage of bullets rained down.
However, the monster still charged in a straight line, as if confident in the solid durability of its muscles.
If he stood there stupidly like this, he would be crushed to death by the massive mass.
Edanant narrowly dodged the physical attack like a bullfighter facing a fierce buffalo and swung Aldebaran’s blade.
Swoosh.
He slashed the monster’s side.
However, it was too insignificant compared to the enormous body.
The muscles were as rigid as an alloy.
Since they could even block bullets, they must have a hardness that surpasses even metal.
Moreover, it was difficult to approach as it kept swinging its fists with monstrous strength comparable to a battering ram.
‘But it’s not invincible. How could a minor character appearing at the beginning of Phase 2 be invincible?’
The Bomber, who had fallen riddled with holes, had been resurrected as a monster boasting the strength of a hundred men.
If released on the battlefield, it would have become a killing machine that slaughtered numerous soldiers.
However-
His opponent this time was a complete mismatch.
That was what the 100 or so muskets spewing fire one after another were saying.
Bang!!
Bang──!!!
A storm of bullets raining down relentlessly.
Gale, who had been arrogantly piercing through the bullets, quickly retreated after confirming his body had become tattered.
Although the wounds that had turned into rags were regenerating, they were noticeably slowing down as time passed.
After being slashed by the blade’s tip, the regenerative power that had been close to invincible had developed a problem.
This can’t be.
I should definitely be invincible…!
Why is my body crumbling from such attacks?
Although his bizarre regenerative power had devoured even his minimum intelligence, the fear of death remained.
At this rate, he would die.
He would meaninglessly face a second death.
The 5-yard giant monster slowly retreated from Edanant.
“If ten shots don’t work, try twenty… If twenty don’t work, shoot forty. If you pour out firepower and the enemy still doesn’t fall, it means you lack the firepower to bring them down.”
“Ah, now I remember the saying: If violence isn’t solving your problem, you’re just not using enough of it.”
The ink-like color, wavering like a mirage, expanded and increased the army of muskets.
It doubled.
A total of about 200 muskets formed a cluster.
The muskets loaded with magic bullets created a magnificent spectacle.
Like an orchestra responding to the conductor’s movements, as Edanant gestured, they moved in perfect unison and completed the firing formation.
Surrounded by the array of muskets, the vast monster repeatedly stepped back.
“Grrr…!! Graaaah!!!”
For some unknown reason, its regenerative power had slowed down significantly.
As a result, the muscles full of bullet wounds were in tatters.
It was dying.
The noose of fear rapidly strangled Gale’s neck.
As if to show that, hundreds of bullets rained down, tearing the lump of flesh apart.
Gale roared and tried to escape, but the muskets never let go of their prey.
Wherever he ran, they aimed until the end, trying to cut off the lump of flesh’s breath.
“I’ll kill you…! I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!!”
Gale, who had been continuing his escape, prioritizing survival, suddenly changed direction and leaped into a physical assault.
He opened his hands wide.
Then he tried to leap, kicking off the ground.
A body press.
It was a reckless attack to crush his opponent’s entire body.
It was indeed the height of ignorance.
If I were to be directly crushed by the solid lump of muscle, I would turn into a shapeless fish paste.
“Guh?!”
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The enormous mass was aimed at Edanant.
However, for some reason, the giant who had launched his body suddenly lost balance and fell.
A change occurred in Gale’s body.
The muscles that had been as solid as cast iron began to twist and collapse.
The bones crumbled and clumped repeatedly.
Each time, Gale let out a heart-wrenching scream and rolled on the floor.
Unimaginable pain struck him.
If he died, he might be freed from the merciless pain.
However, the stubborn regenerative power he had gained through resurrection did not allow it.
The purple sword mark on Gale’s side became more vivid every time the pain repeated.
It was the sword mark from being slashed by Aldebaran.
Although it was just a scratch compared to the body surrounded by muscles, it had penetrated deep like a curse. It ultimately destroyed the black magic that had been strengthening and regenerating his flesh.
“Using the Gunner’s Blessing and even drawing out the holy sword Aldebaran…. What a hassle. At this rate, I’ll overpower the Hero’s party, you know?”
Edanant sighed as he watched Gale writhing in pain.
Then-
The body that had been going through collapse and regeneration finally exploded.
BOOM!
It was like a water balloon repeating expansion and contraction, finally tattered and bursting.
Blood and flesh exploded, turning the interior of the church into a bloody battlefield. And Edanant, who was at the center, naturally had to be drenched in the rancid byproducts.
“Disgusting….”
Splat-
He cursed as he removed the heavy lump of flesh covering his face.
What part of the body could it be? It better not be ‘that’.
Goosebumps began to rise all over his body.
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The remnants of the criminal organization that had attacked the Hero’s Party in the past carried out a bomb terror attack in the 7th district of the capital.
The streets were engulfed in flames.
As a result, numerous casualties occurred.
They targeted the center of the residential area to maximize the killing power.
Along with the explosion, the navy blue flames that spread instantly devoured the streets, creating a hellfire.
They even mobilized magical beasts to raid the evacuees, committing atrocities.
About 400 dead and missing.
The number of injured swept up in the inferno was a staggering 10 times that.
The damage would have been out of control if the Valtarian Imperial Family had not quickly dispatched troops for rescue and fire suppression.
Fortunately, they managed to prevent the worst-case scenario, but the damage was still severe.
The city’s ruins that had turned into ashes represented the tragedy.
“Gale Doher…. The notorious Bomber Squad has reappeared. The last place the intelligence department tracked the Bomber Squad should have been the Alonde Kingdom.”
Ludmilla expressed a sense of humiliation at the fact that the vicious criminal organization had managed to evade the empire’s intelligence department even for a moment.
They had been too complacent.
The empire had to pay a painful price for its arrogance.
If they had dispatched the intelligence department to eradicate them as soon as they had located the Bomber Squad, they could have prevented the unprecedented catastrophe in advance.
This tragedy of numerous citizens being killed would not have occurred.
The woman, staring intently at the documents, bit her plump lips, blaming herself.
“The black magicians must have been involved. Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense.”
I spoke while looking at Ludmilla, who was engulfed in self-loathing.
The princess nodded in response.
“Black magicians…. You said they were also behind the attack on your family, right?”
“Yes, that’s right Your Highness.”
The Bomber Gale was just a madman devoted to revenge.
His subordinates in the Bomber Squad were no different.
Someone is behind this.
The black magicians must have supported the Bomber Squad.
The sudden attack of the Bomber Squad, who appeared out of nowhere, indicated that.
And the magical beasts roaming the streets added to the certainty. It would be safe to say that they were behind all the incidents.
“His Majesty received the report and was greatly enraged. Before long, a massive order for the subjugation of the black magicians will be issued. The Holy Kingdom, which has repeatedly suppressed cults, will also come to the forefront.”
“……”
It would be strange if he wasn’t enraged.
400 people died.
And it happened in the empire’s capital, governed by the Emperor and the ministers.
Barbarossa, with his hot-tempered personality, would not sit still and watch.
He would summon the generals representing the empire to the conference room and order their subjugation. He would also give a stern command to never show mercy.
Blood will be repaid with blood.
The winds of war slowly swelled in the Valtarian Empire, maintaining a serene stillness.
“I heard you jumped into the scorching inferno and eradicated the Bomber and his group. I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the empire and its citizens… I’ll make time to create an official occasion.”
“Ah, no. Please don’t do that.”
“You are always humble. I want to emulate your humility to that extent.”
“……”
Shit, man, will someone please just let me hide my identity.
The more famous I become, the more difficult it will be to maintain confidentiality and keep a low profile.
When I left the church after disposing of the Bomber,
I unfortunately encountered the knights deployed at the scene.
With the additional testimony of the knights I had encountered after dealing with the magical beasts, I was inevitably praised as a hero who had defeated the Bomber.
Even though it was not what I wanted, I received ‘forced’ praise and popularity.
Should I say I had unintentionally made a clown of myself?
I gained such fame that people would recognize me wherever I went.
“I have something to give you.”
“…Pardon?”
Are you trying to give me a certificate of commendation?
Or a badge or medal commemorating my contribution…
I’d rather you give me a reward or even a pension instead of those meaningless things.
“His Majesty has invited the hero who saved the capital. He must have a high opinion of you. Considering your contribution this time, he may forgive the Hohenberc family.”
“……”
What Ludmilla handed over was an invitation.
The seal was stamped with a golden lion.
It was the second imperial notice I had received this month.
I froze at the sight of Ludmilla looking at me with a faint smile. I wanted to reject the imperial invitation immediately. Still, I couldn’t do so for fear of committing treason of the highest order.
“Take it.”
“……”
“I said, take it.”
“…Yes.”
Ludmilla’s bloodshot eyes flashed red.
I had no choice but to accept it.
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No choice but to be in the spotlight my dude
Thanks for the chapter!
As Warmonger, his spotlight was more an air of mystery and awe but that was probably because he moved more freely than the Hero party who were the main attraction…
Better be a warmonger
than an assmongler