Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 21
Duel Without Honor (5)
"Who is next?"
At Carmil's one word, the square which was full of cheers just a moment ago became quiet. Originally, the 2nd match was between Barg and the 2nd Knight Order Captain.
However, not only citizens but also knights were all paying attention to him on the arena. The referee approached him carefully.
"Umm, Captain Carmil? Just what does that mean?"
"Isn't it strange. If this is a battlefield, I am still alive, so why should I leave the battlefield with enemies in front of me?"
"However, the rule is..."
The referee blurred the end of his sentence at the unplanned event. But while he was troubled for a moment, soon someone shouted from the stands.
"That's right! Does it make sense for a knight who can still fight to show his back?"
"I was disappointed because it ended too quickly anyway, so let's continue!"
Citizens who were overwhelmed by the match just now started raising their voices one by one. They wanted to capture that state shown in the battle with Ruan in their eyes a few more times.
"Continue! That seems much more fun!"
"Just in time, it ended too quickly so it's good."
Eventually, the stands urged his match. In the first place, many gathered here were those who came hearing rumors about Carmil and the 1st Knight Order yesterday. They couldn't be satisfied with just one match.
At that sudden situation, not only the referee but also the knights were flustered. And the most perplexed among them was the King who was watching all of it.
"This is..."
"Royal Father. Please proceed as it is."
At that time, Ilene next to him suggested to him. As much as she couldn't stop Carmil's house arrest, she wanted to help him this time.
"The citizens wish for it. Everyone gathered here is looking forward to the end Captain Carmil is trying to go to."
"..."
"And I also wish for it."
The King looked silently at his daughter saying so. Golden hair fluttering with the wind. And seeing blue eyes freer than that sky, the King realized. That she had already been tainted by Carmil.
And that wasn't just her. The King lamented inwardly looking at the people below.
'Why do you keep trying to bring change. Why are you so anxious not being able to leave this safe fortress.'
I can't understand. If only inside this capital, whether demons or whatever, there is nothing threatening.
Yet why is that Hero trying to pioneer a path risking danger himself. The King closed his eyes recalling the bet he made with Yuria.
'Carmil. No matter how much you struggle, you will never be able to leave at least this place.'
Lost in thought, he soon nodded as if to show everyone. Receiving that signal, the referee immediately announced to the citizens.
"Then from this time on, we will proceed with the confrontation between the Kingdom and the North as a tournament!"
"Ooooooh! As expected, it should be so."
"This is already so exciting I can't stand it. Start right away!"
Citizens were enthusiastic about the changed rule and urged the next match quickly. The referee approached Carmil who was wiping his sword.
"Captain. May we start."
"Yeah."
Because even on the battlefield, the enemy doesn't wait for oneself. Just in time, Carmil also finished preparation.
He aimed the sword at the next opponent.
"Come out. 2nd Knight Order Captain."
"Ha, really..."
Truly full of vigor. The 2nd Knight Order Captain Luxen responded with a relaxed smile, but his heart was beating faster than ever.
'Haa. If I knew it would be like this, I should have gone on a mission with Captain Carmil or something.'
Why was he complacent only in this capital. Why did he insist only on sparring with knights all this time and never stood on the battlefield following the 4th Knight Order.
If so, at least the opponent in front wouldn't have looked so huge.
'Is this also karma.'
Luxen laughed at himself.
Ignoring things happening outside as trivial, maybe it's the price for leaving everything to him. Coming up to the arena, he aimed his sword following Carmil.
"2nd Knight Order Captain Luxen. I ask you for a lesson."
"Warrior Carmil. I look forward to a good match."
A good match. Luxen nodded hearing those words.
"I will go with full force."
Clang! Luxen's sword rushing in an instant attacked Carmil. That movement was to the extent that spectators watching also missed it, but the sword was blocked in front of Carmil's eyes too naturally.
Screech. Screeeech- The blades of the two people crossed fiercely. Seeing that, Luxen let out a hollow laugh.
"Th-That was my killer move in its own way though. Didn't you block it too simply?"
"Is that so? Then it would be better to prepare from next time."
Thud! Carmil's knee struck his abdomen.
"Keok!?"
"For when that killer move is blocked."
Not missing his posture being disturbed, he grabbed his collar and flipped him over as he was. Receiving that impact, Luxen couldn't even groan and rolled on the floor.
"Ugh, uuck..."
Luxen barely getting up staggering. But a sword was already flying towards him in front of his eyes.
Clang- Clang!
"Kuk!"
There was no time to catch breath like usual sparring. He didn't wait until the opponent took a stance, and his sword was aiming only for the opponent's gap. At that fact, Luxen couldn't help but shudder.
'Is this the battlefield.'
Was this the stage he had been standing on until now.
At the sensation of crossing the line of death every moment, Luxen realized.
Truly, it was a weight enough to make the stages he stood on until now look shabby.
Cla-Clang!
And eventually, unable to withstand that momentum, he dropped the sword. Luxen looked vainly at his sword fallen far away.
"It's over."
"Seems like it."
He stared at the sword Carmil was holding and asked carefully.
"Don't tell me you intend to cut my wrist too?"
"If you don't cultivate skills, it will really become so when standing on the battlefield."
"That advice. I won't take it lightly."
Luxen raised both hands and surrendered.
Eventually, without enduring even ten moves, the 2nd match also ended like that. At that continuing overwhelming match, spectators also screamed. Now everyone was accepting his performance as natural.
On the other hand, the knights' side was clearly tense. Especially the 3rd Knight Order Captain glared at Carmil sharply.
"That ungrateful bastard. A guy called a Kingdom's knight dares to aim a sword at fellow knights!?"
It worked out well since he was a guy he didn't like usually anyway. Without waiting more, he went straight up to the arena.
"Lift your sword! Carmil."
"I will."
"How dare you turn your back on our Kingdom and stand on the North's side. A guy who doesn't know Your Majesty's grace."
At those words, Carmil smirked.
"I am currently under house arrest though. Or should I call this grace too?"
"You bastard! How dare you blabber such reckless remarks to Your Majesty. Just what did the North promise that you act so arrogantly!"
Saying that, he glanced at Yuria under the arena and sneered.
"Don't tell me that Grand Duchess over there offered you something [sexual favor]?"
"What did you say you bastard?"
"Ha. Seeing you curse because you got pricked for nothing. Truly can't find any honor...!"
-Stab!
The sword that flew in an instant pierced the 3rd Knight Order Captain's side.
He looked down at his side with an expression not knowing what happened.
"Uh, uh? Why is this..."
"Wake up. If you don't want to die."
At those words, only then did he realize. The fact that Carmil, who rushed in before he knew it, stabbed him. He also didn't know what to do at the pain he experienced for the first time in his life, just like Ruan.
"Ah, aaah! Kyaaaaaaak!! My body. My bodyyyy!"
"Right. It's pierced."
"You. Yooou! You bastard- Kuaaaaaaaak!"
He couldn't even dare to think of touching the sword stuck in his body and rolled on the floor. Everyone was watching that unsightly appearance, and at the appearance of not being able to mix swords properly with Carmil even once, spectators were feeling contempt beyond disappointment.
"Doctor! Healer!! Please. Quickly treat me. It hurts, it hurts!!"
"Haha. Awesome right? My sword serves well."
"Fuck. Fuck this! It hurts. Please stop making it hurt! Pleaaaaase!"
"Referee. It seems it's over, so let's wrap up slowly."
"Y-Yes!"
At Carmil's words, the referee came to his senses and announced the result.
"The 3rd match is Captain Carmil's victory!"
Truly the match ended in an instant. In the appearance of the 3rd Knight Order Captain being carried away shedding tears and snot, honor couldn't be found anymore.
Whether he did or not, Carmil shook off the blood on the sword.
"Now only one match left."
It ended faster than thought. That was the same thought for Carmil and spectators. He suddenly looked at the Royal Guard Captain under the arena.
"If you feel disappointed, will you come up too?"
"..."
At the sudden nomination, the Royal Guard Captain gulped without being able to answer. Having seen the previous three matches, he already knew. The fact that he is not a match for Captain Carmil, or even the 2nd Knight Order Captain.
He put his hand on his chest and shook his head.
"No. I lost."
"How would you know without trying. Originally my opponent was you."
"Yes. It was truly heavenly luck."
Really, it was fortunate Vice-Captain Ruan dealt with him instead. If not, the one whose wrist flew off would have been himself by now.
He disappeared behind the arena before Carmil nominated him further. Watching him, Carmil's head finally turned to the last opponent.
"He says so. What will you do?"
"..."
At those words, Leohar didn't answer for a moment. Instead, he drew his sword and aimed at him.
"What are you asking. How much I waited for this moment to come."
"Is that so."
Step. Step. Finally, the last opponent came up on the arena. Everyone watched the two facing each other with bated breath.
Leohar giggled looking at Carmil who achieved 3 consecutive wins.
"Quite arrogant. Being triumphant just because you defeated three novices."
"Yeah. And soon it will be four."
"Haha, hahahaha! Look at this bastard?"
Leohar muttered so only Carmil could hear and revealed his true colors.
"Hey. Carmil. Do you think that cheeky bitch can really return to the North?"
He pointed at Yuria under the arena with his sword. At that, Northern warriors and Yuria drew axes and glared, but seeing that appearance, he rather snorted.
"Anyway, if I defeat only you, nothing changes even if over a hundred barbarian bastards down there attack."
"Do the 1st Knight Order all fight with their mouths? I don't know why you talk so much."
"Kukuk. Cheeky bastard. Still, since you are a knight of the same Kingdom, I will give you a special opportunity once."
Saying that, Leohar smacked his lips looking at Yuria.
"If you lose on purpose here, I will lend that thing to you later too."
"...What did you say just now?"
"Why. Do you dislike it? Of course, I will eat first, but still, I will send her as intact as possible, so it won't be a losing deal."
Leohar giggled saying that. Half was provocation, but the other half was sincere. If Carmil surrenders like this, he intended to impregnate her and throw her to him at an appropriate timing.
At those words, Carmil glared at him dumbfounded.
"I definitely warned you continuously. Do not cross the line anymore."
"Hehe. You are the one unable to take the opportunity even when given. Just now, you missed both rabbits."
"Right. What is the use of saying more."
Swish- Carmil re-gripped the sword instead of dealing further. Leohar sneered at him and took a stance likewise.
"Leohar. I tell you in advance, but you better not expect honor or such things you think of in this duel."
Leohar smirked, interpreting those words somehow.
"Haha. Ridiculous. To think you already won. Your sword won't even graze me."
"Yeah. Everyone said so."
Until they were beaten to death.
Because I have no intention of controlling my strength.
Along with that warning, Carmil's sword tip headed towards the opponent.