How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 98
Chapter 98
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The inner castle had numerous devices in place as if prepared for intruders.
Traps filled with spears and swords made from rare metals found only in the demon realm were abundant.
Swiiish!
Poisoned arrows.
Tang!
Bullets rushed toward Go Johan.
The hidden Dvergr watched this scene while holding their breath.
Gulp.
Swallowing dry saliva as they watched the explosion.
“……!”
Soon they had to tremble in shock.
These were traps created on the orders of an archdemon.
The targets were made assuming at least an archdemon level.
Naturally, several of them succeeded in wounding Go Johan.
Drip, drip.
Special bullets made with rare metals and demonic energy even penetrated and lodged in Go Johan’s skin.
Go Johan, bleeding.
Saaaa.
Was walking forward while healing all those wounds.
“Uaaahhh!”
How terrifying this was needed no separate explanation.
However, there was nowhere left to flee.
Dvergr wielding hammers and axes rushed toward Go Johan.
But when Go Johan’s grip moved.
Crack.
They had to blankly look down and watch their intestines and organs spilling out.
Dwarfs were originally famous as born blacksmiths.
But their true nature hidden behind that fame was as warriors.
“Dieeee!”
The reason dwarf weapons could develop in the first place was manifested from their will to use them better than anyone else.
They had no retreat.
Gulp, gulp.
When afraid, they would pour beer down and fight while drunk.
Of course, what they were swallowing wasn’t the honey ale that Travania’s dwarfs used to drink.
Kwaaang!
Something made from unknown substances, not even alcohol.
With reddened eyes and increasingly red-brown skin.
Goooo!
They drew out power greater than what they possessed.
Woooong!
Drawing out more than the power their weapons possessed, they rushed toward Go Johan.
“I…”
Then Go Johan grabbed one Dvergr by the neck and said.
“Don’t understand you.”
He meant it.
“Having such will and power, why did you submit to demons?”
You should have fought to the end.
Crack!
But the Dvergr’s head that should have answered was soon shattered to pieces.
“I…”
Go Johan also said.
“Cannot understand.”
Coming here, what he had encountered were only Centaurs, Dvergr, and golems.
Had archdemon Varatkgoen captured their souls and corrupted them all?
Still, it was hard to easily understand that all demons were simply composed of Dvergr.
Something.
Ripple.
He felt there was something he didn’t know.
Kwaaang!
And he would soon be able to find out.
The explosion that occurred ahead wasn’t caused by Go Johan.
What had been continuing from earlier.
Kwaaaang!
Someone else other than himself.
“Dwarfs are escaping!”
It was by things that hadn’t yet been corrupted.
And through the gap Go Johan had created, those things that had been waiting for this moment for a long time were running out.
They were different from the Dvergr.
Brown-colored skin, beards of various colors, eyes that seemed to burn.
Gulp! Gulp!
The alcohol they poured into their mouths.
“Freedom!”
Was definitely honey ale.
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The appearance of the revealed dwarfs was pitiful beyond words.
Those who used to boast short but solid muscles had withered away, no different from dwarf skeletons.
No matter how much dwarfs called rough beards the true symbol of men, those beards that seemed to drag on the ground could only be described as burnt rope at best.
Kwang!
They went out to hunt Dvergr like madmen.
Crossbow bolts fired and axes swung.
Crack!
Were piercing Dvergr chests and smashing skulls.
No matter how they were demons whose horns hadn’t even properly formed, it was quite an impressive sight.
Moreover.
“……”
The reason Go Johan watched them with deep eyes was.
Crack! Crack!
The Dvergr chopped and shattered by axes were disappearing.
Demons cannot be killed.
But what enabled them to kill demons?
Then.
Swiiish!
Go Johan caught a bolt that flew toward him.
“……”
Before he knew it, there were no surviving Dvergr around, and the dwarfs who had massacred them were looking at Go Johan.
Flinch.
Another tremor was felt.
“…What kind of monster is that?”
The dwarf at the front of the dwarfs, with intense scars carved on his face, said.
“…Damn, I thought it was a chance to escape.”
He could feel strength entering the hand gripping the axe.
“Was this our execution?”
“Seems like it, Steel.”
“Not Steel! Call me Orichalcon!”
A cry that felt almost like madness, the dwarfs.
Sneak, sneak.
Were carefully moving to surround Go Johan.
“Looks like we’ll all die?”
“You joking?”
“But… why does he look familiar?”
The dwarfs’ language, did they think Go Johan wouldn’t understand?
“What are you?”
Finally Go Johan opened his mouth and spoke.
“……!”
And the dwarfs had bewildered faces.
Because what Go Johan uttered was the language of Travania’s dwarfs.
“How do you know dwarvish?”
“Where is Iron Hammer?”
At Go Johan’s question.
Papapapapat!
Bolts poured down and rushed toward Go Johan.
[Spatial Severance]
But they collided with an invisible thin barrier and literally disappeared.
“……!”
The dwarfs’ confusion and fear could be felt.
“I am not your enemy.”
“……”
“I’m looking for Iron Hammer, isn’t he with you?”
The Great King of Travania’s dwarfs.
He thought these ones would know.
“Shut up!”
Steel, or rather Orichalcon as he was called, shouted while trembling his beard.
“How can you say you’re not an enemy while looking for the traitor of our clan!”
“……?”
“Just! What is your identity!”
Dwarfs also had abilities.
That ability was what made dwarfs the greatest blacksmiths.
The power to glimpse the essence of materials.
The power to feel their grain.
It was a power similar to Go Johan’s ability, Divine Eyes.
Except it was incomparably inferior and degraded compared to Divine Eyes.
If Go Johan’s view of the world could see up to the 4th dimension beyond 3D, the Iron Soul they possessed was a power that could only glimpse part of the 1st dimension.
But there were special ones among them.
Those who hammered steel, resonated with flames, and understood its essence.
They could truly be said to have awakened the true Iron Soul.
“…You!”
A realm that only 3 in dwarf history had reached.
Iron Will was the name of that ability.
The ability for those who had only glimpsed part of the 1st dimension to finally understand at least the 1st dimension.
“I am…”
Go Johan said toward them.
“Michael, a great holy knight and noble paladin…”
“You’re insane!”
“The goddess’s knight… what did you say?”
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“That silver hair! Those sky-blue eyes!”
The leader of the escaped dwarfs, he was once called Brown Beard.
“There was only one human with that coloring throughout all history!”
Trapped in Varatkgoen’s grasp, hammering for decades.
Forced to only hammer, he finally awakened Iron Will.
Such a one.
“I am Brown Beard!”
In the past, the seven chieftains and kings who served the Dwarf Great King.
Brown Beard was one of them.
“I… saw you exactly once.”
At Brown Beard’s words, the dwarfs noticed something and opened their eyes wide.
“No, no way…”
“Right! That madman…!”
They lowered their crossbows and let their axes hang.
“It was a color I could never forget.”
Brown Beard approached while looking at Go Johan.
“I tried to capture that subtle hue and brilliance. But it was a color that could never be imitated. It was a color that existed only once in the world.”
Even then, Brown Beard’s Iron Soul had already reached a high level.
He was mentioned as a candidate for the next Dwarf Great King, Iron Hammer’s position.
“It’s a color that appeared in my dreams even in this goblin shit place. I couldn’t forget it.”
And.
Swiiish!
He swung his axe toward Go Johan.
It was clearly a strike aimed at Go Johan’s heart without a moment’s hesitation.
Kwang!
But the axe was caught in Go Johan’s hand.
“What are you doing…”
That’s when it happened.
Grin.
A smile spread across Brown Beard’s lips.
“I prepared this to kill Iron Hammer, but it should be fine if it’s against you!”
In slow time.
Pop!
Small bead-like things burst from the opposite side of the axe.
The axe that gained power thus.
Guuuung!
Was pushing forward as if transcending even Go Johan’s slowed time.
It was still just the beginning.
Pop! Pop!
Two more beads burst, and the axe gained tremendous propulsion.
Could you understand if the propulsion that launches a huge rocket into space was contained in this one small axe?
Crack!
That unexpectedness eventually shook off even Go Johan’s grip and succeeded in lodging in Go Johan’s chest.
“Why!”
In the returned time, Brown Beard shouted.
“Why has even a madman like you, who seemed like he would never change, had that color fade!”
It was a cry of anguish.
“Whyyyyyy!”
It was unknown how long Brown Beard and the dwarfs had been trapped here.
But judging by the length of their beards, they had been trapped here for at least decades, hammering for demons.
Could they not have gone mad?
No, they had gone completely mad.
Eyes full of madness, trembling beards.
“Why has that color disappeared! You madman!”
Brown Beard was wailing.
It looked like his last hoped-for hope had been shattered.
At that moment.
Spark!
Something that interfered with their world sent sparks flying.
“Captain… get away from him, you madman…!”
Lee Jae-Kyung appeared covered in blood and shouted.