Makai Hongi – 31
“They got cut off. Can you bring me that arm? I better reattach it. Especially since I used up a lot of mana.”
Milhe was staring at me suspiciously, and so I said that it was an inevitable accident. The Corps Commander laughed.
“Well, Golan. That will be all. But you better come at me with everything next time. That would be more amusing for me.”
“…I will consider it.”
Everything. I was quite sure that I wouldn’t have a chance if we fought again.
And so I picked up my sword and returned it to its sheath.
I looked back once before leaving the room.
Milhe had brought him his arm, and he was in the middle of reattaching it.
“It’s that easy to put it back on then. I’ll have to think of a way to deal with it.”
However, it was clear that this incident had led to Corps Commander Nehyor setting his eyes on me.
He would probably make up some excuse to fight me again.
I wanted to avoid him from now on, but there was the matter of the Reapers.
If I didn’t think of a number of hidden tricks for the next time we met, I might die.
This was so exhausting.
Still, I tried to carve the Corps Commander’s moves into my brain before I forgot them.
As he had been underestimating me, we were able to fight on even ground. But the next time, he would likely come to crush me.
“…But I really don’t understand his last move.”
When had his hand regenerated?
I was being strangled before I even knew what was happening. He had said that he couldn’t regenerate his hand very quickly.
And I was sure he wasn’t bluffing.
“So, was it some hidden trump card?”
Perhaps he had some kind of limited use skill that allowed him to regenerate it in an instant.
“…Ah, now that I think of it…”
He had said that he used a lot of mana.
Perhaps he was able to exchange a great deal of mana in order to regenerate at a faster rate.
Double…or maybe ten times.
In any case, it was likely something he only used when he was desperate.
“Maybe having his arm and hand cut off made him panic.”
Same with the teleportation. So in a way, I had forced him to use two of his hidden tricks during this fight.
“However, that doesn’t really help me all that much.”
The difference in mana was still huge. And I had not been able to see him near the end. It just reminded me that I didn’t have a chance once he got serious.
“Damn it. What a monster.”
As that was on my mind the whole time, my feet felt heavy on the way back.
And so it took me twice as long as it should have to return to the village.
“Now that I think about it, how am I supposed to tell them?”
The old Reaper was called Ruma.
I realized then, that I had no way of contacting him.
Thanks for the chapter.
Yep, gotta pay attention when the calm vamp suddenly says “haha no sweat, I just suddenly spent a lot of mana” together with “no one’s pushed me this far in years”.
thank you for the chapter
Imagine if that already hard to fight vampire learnt how to fight like Golan..