Volume 2 Chapter 26 Quest： Azrael’s Pursuer III
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Ah…!?”
Kian’s sword, sharp even without assistance, sliced through the enemies like paper with the power of the magic sword.
As if they were dolls, the two men were torn apart limb from limb and collapsed.
Severed major arteries, instant death.
Incredible.
They were like garbage──.
Before getting splattered with their blood, Kian slipped past the two and twisted his lips into a sneer, baring his teeth.
”Tsk, kukuku!”
”…You’ve gone mad!”
”You murderer! May Azrael’s judgment be upon you!”
”Murderer? Then what about you? What about the guards watching below? Is there any difference?”
With a swift motion, he positioned the Windsong Blade.
A tremendous surge of magic power erupted from Kian’s body.
The magic language inscribed on the surface of the magic sword radiated a dazzling light as if it were burning.
”Sweep them away…! Windsong Blade!”
He slashed upward diagonally.
In an instant──.
The silver blade of the magic sword transformed into a blade of white light, slicing through the very space where the assassins leaped.
”────” “…!?” “────?!”
The 3 assassins.
Their torso, chest, and neck were divided into upper and lower parts, and blood splattered.
They turn into a lump of flesh and collapses onto the bricks of the roof.
”What?”
(It’s a great attack. It’s different from a shot with a wooden sword.)
──Sharp.
──High power.
──And a wide range.
If he wanted to, he could even blow down the Wall of Izerland.
Even though he had a lot of magic power up until now, he were not able to fully utilize it in terms of output.
For example, even if you have magic power equal to the amount of water in a lake, if you use a bucket to scoop up the water, you can only perform weak attacks.
In that sense, this Windsong Blade will greatly increase Kian’s attack power.
(This is a great magic sword!)
The magic sword’s cries grow louder, responding to the user’s joy.
It was like a thousand files being rubbed together at the same time──a deafening sound.
Now, because the magic sword absorbs much magic power, a massive bird-dragon with great wings appears behind Kian.
It has a majestic figure of a phantom beast known as the Wind-Eating Varglips.
The soul of a wind dragon that had been defeated in a struggle against a fire dragon let out a roar mixed with resentment.
Demon──.
The female assassin wove her words with a trembling voice.
A violent storm raged above East End, shaking the very air.
”Big sis, no! Run away──aghhh!”
”That makes 2 more!”
Kian tracked the female and male assassins as they jumped from a building.
It seemed they had noticed the chase by crow.
They pushed through the crowd and kicked open the gate of a brōtḥel that had a public bath, escaping inside.
(A wise choice. But)
’It’s futile, you cannot escape from this one’
The magic power scented from the two’s blood was captured by ‘glasses’.
He saw 2 shadowy figures, highlighted in red, descending the stone steps that led to the bathhouse.
’The woman is stronger than the others. Do not underestimate her.’
(Who are you speaking to?)
Kian responded like that, leaped from the roof, and landed in front of the entrance of the brōtḥel.
”What the hell are you!?”
Two muscular guards guarding the brōtḥel rushed out from the broken gate of the brōtḥel.
Kian uses ‘Leap’ to make his body blurry and slip through between the two.
The two men were thrown to the left and right and rolled over.
Screams rise from within the brōtḥel.
It was already a big deal.
The two assassins who had rushed in earlier had passed through a door at the bottom of the stone staircase, through a 50m square changing room, and disappeared into the bathhouse at the back.
(Don’t let them go)
The Windsong Blade does not get stained with blood or grease.
Still gleaming in its beautiful silver hue, Kian lowered the blade in a ready stance and boldly entered the shop.
Inside the changing room, men were exposed, some with sagging bellies and others displaying their nakedness.
Kian passed them swiftly, charging forward into the larger hot springs area beyond.
(Hey, don’t let the steam cloud you.)
’You’re a demanding man. Here you go’
The bathhouse was entirely black, with several rectangular pools and round bathtubs, resembling the top of a bell tower, lined up in a row.
Suddenly, the screams of women pierced the air.
Two prostitutes with voluptuous bodies, their hair tied up in white cloth, were servicing to the men bathing.
They are taking care of the men while they are bathing.
Some were even engaging in h**djobs, bl**jobs, and s*x.
(That’s it)
At the back where the bathtubs were lined up, 2 assassins slipped past a group where 3 men were thrusting their d**ks into a single prostitute and indulging in play.
”Damn, it’s impossible to launch a slash attack like before with these civilians in the way.”
Grumbling softly, Kian pushed the prostitute aside and walked quickly to the back of the bath.
The intrusion of the madman with the magic sword caused the bath to erupt into even more chaos.
”Move aside!”
”Ahh…” “Ahh…”
As he passed by, Kian shoved his fingers into the prostitutes’ anuses and mouths, replenishing his lost magic power, and also aiming to make them kneel and clear a path by inducing orgasms.
”Damn!”
The male assassin, who was walking behind the female assassin, turned back to look at Kian from the kitchen space at the back of the bathhouse.
It was a room where food was prepared for the customers entering the bathhouse.
He threw whatever he could find on the counter, including knives and bowls.
However, Kian didn’t need to dodge, protected by the Windsong Blade.
The attacks had no effect, and as Kian approached with quick steps, the man’s face turned pale with despair.
”Fuck!”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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