Chapter 16: Guarding from Destruction ()

"Raven!" Felit and Raven's powerful magic even Ainier, who was fighting next to him, felt it.

The high-level warrior on the opposite side took advantage of Ainier's distraction and began to counterattack.

"Tsk, it's so annoying!" Enier spat unhappily withdrew from the big sword that was slashing.

Although I have been suppressing the opponent in front of me from the beginning, it is already a matter of time before victory, but Raven seems to have decided to win. Are you going to lose? Give me some more time! Ainier thought so.

After the violent lightning that stinged his eyes, the one who fell down was Raven, who was bombarded with lightning. Why did this guy fall so quickly? He was still confident at the beginning! Was he not working hard enough? It wasn't that right? Ainier could feel the apologetic look before Raven fell from afar: I'm sorry.

It's not like this. I should apologize. Even though I have reached such a juncture, I have been reluctant to...

"Ha, you are really a warrior in the battle? Sorry, I'll accept this victory..." The high-level warrior's voice came from behind. When he looked back, he had already chopped down his sword with a momentum of splitting himself in two. Did he go around behind him while he was distracted by Lei Wen's defeat?

"Didn't I say that you're very annoyed?" I was obviously racing against time, but I was reluctant to act seriously!

The long sword in his hand was cut across the sword that the high-level warrior cut from top to bottom. The big sword in his hand was easily cut into two pieces like tofu, and he cut open his abdomen.

Blood scattered all over the floor.

"Sorry, I can't control myself if I am in this state!" The senior warrior heard this before falling down, and there was another cold look - this fierce fighting spirit that could instantly cut off the weapon and give the other party fatal injuries... Did this guy not use his real strength from the beginning?

"Don't worry, you have avoided the vital points. As long as the priest is cured in time, there will be no problem..." Enier said this, but he did not look at the seriously injured person who fell at his feet--there is no time to care about the enemy now.

On the other side of the battlefield, the wand that Bru usually carries behind him has been completely unblocked. Although he is a warrior and does not know how to distinguish the magician's equipment at all, it is indeed an amazing weapon from the fiery eyes of the opponent's magician.

With the powerful amplification ability of the wand, Bru took over most of the firepower of the opponent's mage and priest, but he couldn't support it for long. As a lower level, Bru, who had to attack if he wanted to win, had to be forced to defend. When his magic power was exhausted, he was defeated.

"It seems that you still have the strength to defeat him." Just one blow to cut off the opponent's weapon and defeat the opponent. This overwhelming power... is really interesting. Is this guy the strongest person in the team? Felit felt that the blood that had been silent in his body boiled again because of defeating Lei Wen.

"It's you, did you beat Lei Wen like that? Don't you have any respect for your opponent?" Seeing the other party stepping on Lei Wen's falling body without caring, Ainier felt that his desire to cut everything in half was even stronger.

"...The loser? Understand the loser? What makes you think of this? Defeat is death. Is it meaningful to show respect for the corpse? On the battlefield, no matter how noble a person is, the corpse after death is just food for rotten creatures." With a slow pace, Felit finally stood in front of Eniel.

"Defeat is death? What a negative understanding, then I will let you 'death' once!" Ainil drew his sword and prepared, and I could not tolerate the insulting people of my companion.

Old bastard, there seems to be another reason why I have to swing my sword...

"Old bastard, let me go! The dissection of the frog is at the most critical moment!" As usual, I was caught by my dad while playing at Rorona's house.

"Boy, didn't you tell you that you want to teach you how to fight you today?" I walked into the blacksmith's work room with my shoulders, threw it to the wall, picked up the hammer used to thrust the iron and yelled.

My dad who entered this state is the most powerful to me and cannot talk back, otherwise the huge hammer would probably fall on my forehead at any time.

斗气?那种东西根本毫无兴趣,那些整天关顾我们的佣兵团,知道为什么他们每次回村,团里的人都越来越少吗?就是因为他们会斗气,所以会去战斗啊!以前每次来选购武器都会陪我玩一会的那些佣兵大哥为什么最后都不见了呢?恐怕早就在魔兽的肚子里了吧!所以……斗气这种东西不懂就最好了!

"Fighting? I don't want to learn that kind of thing! If I want to live, I can live a good life after inheriting the blacksmith shop, and it's very safe!" I talked back to my father who had entered the hammer state for the first time.

The hammer that I thought was about to fall did not respond because my father was already silent.

"You are right. If everyone doesn't know how to fight, magic will be fine. If everyone has no power, then there will be no harm to each other..."

Huh? Is this really the dad who used to roar with a hammer all day?

"But, there is no way? Everyone yearns for strength, but when the power he has, it means that he will continue to hurt others, and then the injured person will also take revenge. In the end, everyone falls into the abyss of fighting each other. Since they have strength, they will hurt others. So what if the person who is hurt is the person who is important to you?" Dad said it with a slightly reminiscent tone.

"I will definitely beat him up if someone bullies Rorona! Although Rorona is a bully, not a bully type!" Cut, it seemed like she had made a trap in after a round, but forget it, it seems that fighting spirit still needs to be learned: "Then teach me fighting spirit!"

As if I heard the most wonderful answer, the old bastard laughed, but this smile seemed to me as if I had succeeded in the plan.

"Is the power obtained for protection? It's really worthy of being my kind, just like me back then!"

Like you? I don’t want to! If you learn to fight, you will be like you now, as you are now. Then I’d better learn magic!

"I have two ways of practicing fighting spirit, but you can only choose one, one that can destroy everything and give equal destruction..." The old bastard started a long speech again. Do he think that at the age of eight, I can understand this kind of thing?

"Tell me the point!" I interrupted him impatiently.

"...This naughty child, one is a fighting spirit that exists for destruction, and the other is a fighting spirit to protect and help others. Choose one!" The old bastard said it in his most casual tone. Judging from his expression, he seemed to know which one I would choose.

"Well... I'll ask Rorona for this kind of question!" Let's ask Rorona! Although she doesn't know how to fight, she may not be able to give me the correct answer with many tricks. I turned around and ran to Rorona's house.

My hand was caught, and it was my dad who grabbed my hand from behind.

My own path can only be chosen by myself - although he didn't speak, I somehow read this meaning from his eyes. Is it a special response between father and son?

Maybe he doesn’t know that although I’m not good at Q&A, multiple-choice questions are my strengths!

"I'll choose the first one!" After thinking for a while, I gave the answer.

My dad showed his confusing eyes for the first time from the beginning to now.

"Why? Since it is the power gained for protection, shouldn't you choose the second one?" He grabbed my shoulder. Even though he was often beaten by him because he was too naughty, it was the first time he saw his expression so excited.

"The fighting spirit that exists only for others should be the most suitable ability to protect, right? But that's all. Passive protection cannot always work, but if you hold the power of destruction, then there is no need to be such a trouble. Just erase the things that can cause threats directly!" I said this, but in fact I was thinking in my heart: Are you going to be beaten? You must be beaten? Seeing the old bastard so excited, I should say it. I choose the second one, please forgive my ignorance just now.

"Is this what you choose? Protect from destruction. Is this what you choose? It's really... amazing enlightenment!" My dad looked at me blankly and took a deep breath: "Maybe there is only one person you want to protect now, but as you grow up, more and more people you want to protect, and you will become stronger and stronger, because you are the power gained by protection, and men will become strong for others!"

At that time, I didn't understand these words...

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But now I finally understand!

Old bastard, there seems to be another reason why I have to swing my sword... So, have I become stronger now?

The swords of Eniel and Felit were intertwined for the first time.

Feeling the numbness from his wrist, Ainier used his fighting spirit to sweep Felit away. At this time, he had no hidden strength at all. He was like a sharp blade unsheathed. The sharp fighting spirit knocked Felit away and cut off a few hairs. If it weren't for proper defense, he might have fallen to the ground, right?

"So now, let's see who is stronger or the strongest? Felit! I hope you are not flirting with fame, otherwise you will not be saved by God if you are cut into two pieces!" Enier swept Felit away and did not chase after. He inserted his sword into the soil in front of him, and said with his hands on his sword. Fourteen-year-old Enier showed such a determined expression for the first time.
Chapter completed!