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Chapter 36.1: ???? ?????? ???????? ???? ?????? ???????? ???????? ???????? (????)

    Chapter 36.1: ???? ?????? ???????? ???? ?????? ???????? ???????? ???????? (????)


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    “Alert!!”


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    Before Johan could make a decision, one of his fallen subordinates, seeing Johan, urgently shouted. Unlike the disoriented elf knights, they seemed rtively at ease.


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    Johan, realizing he was discovered, inwardly clicked his tongue.


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    Now that it’se to this, leaving them be would onlyplicate matters unless all the personnel here were killed.


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    ‘?? ?????????????? ????????’?? ???? ???????? ???????????????????? ?????? ???? ?????? ?????????????????? ??????????, ?????? ????????????????????????, ????????’???? ?????????? ????????????.’


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    The three elf knights were arrogant and greedy, but not cowards. They didn’t think of running away in the face of the enemy.


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    If only they had run away, it would have been easier for both parties!


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    Johan, on his horse, aimed his spear at the troll. Itsrge size made it an easy target. The troll, still preupied with the elf knight, didn’t notice Johan.


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    The spear, infused with Johan’s strength, trembled. It seemed fragile, as if it might break.


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    Johan, having aimed, swiftly threw the spear.


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    The sound of it cutting through the air startled the troll, who turned its head in surprise. But it was toote to react. The spear, like shot from a ballista, pierced the troll’s belly with a heavy force.


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    “―――――――――!”


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    The troll bellowed in an iprehensiblenguage, writhing in pain. Unlike bolts that would only pierce its skin, this spear went through the muscle, causing immense pain even to the regenerative troll.


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    The troll, attempting to pull out the spear stuck in its belly, ended up breaking it. However, as if it didn’t matter, it grabbed its club and began charging towards Johan.


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    The warhorse began to frantically buck. The malice of the monster was too much for even a well-trained horse. It was only Johan’s strong thigh muscles that kept it under control.


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    ‘????????. ???? ?? ???????? ?????? ??????????’?? ???????? ?????? ???????????? ??????. . .’


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    Even if the troll was fast, it couldn’t be faster than a horse. But Johan underestimated them.


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    . . .Not the troll, but the knights.


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    “Your opponent is me, monster!”


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    The brave elf knight, Leon Dioré, didn’t think of retreating but instead charged forward. The shining sword swung, sttering blood from the troll’s thigh.


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    The faces of the elf knights, who had never been able to strike first due to the troll’s frenzy, lit up with color. Of course, curses naturally escaped Johan’s mouth.


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    ‘???????? ?????????? ?????????? ???????????? ??*??????????. . .!’


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    They think that Johan hade to catch it together. But Johan had only intended to attract its attention and then escape. . .!


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    The troll’s superficial wounds quickly healed. Unlike the piercing spear wound, such shing injuries were not much damage to the troll.


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    The troll, already enraged, and further irritated by the elf knights’ pestering, unleashed a furious blow with its club. Leon Dioré, bold as ever, didn’t roll to evade but raised his longsword to deflect the attack.


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    Unbeknownst to Johan, this was one of the secret techniques of the Dioré family, <?????????? ???? ????????é>. It was a powerful counterattack move that could block and return any overhead strike.


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    However, the troll was unexpectedly cunning. Seeing the knight raise his sword for some action, it immediately stopped its attack and countered with a front kick. The elf knight was struck squarely in the chest, spewing blood as he tumbled.


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    “Damn it!”


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    Johan, cursing, leaped off his horse and plunged into the battlefield. Given the chaos, the troll prioritized finishing off the elf knights over pursuing him.


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    One of the three had fallen, and it was only a matter of time for the other two.


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    “Karamaf. No need to hold back the troll! Just make sure Fern doesn’t escape!”


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    ━??????????!


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    Even if Karamaf asked, it would be something the troll could easily ignore. Instead, it was better to watch the horse to prevent it from running away, ready to mount in a hurry if necessary.


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    As Johan dismounted and approached, the troll immediately went on the defensive, instinctively sensing him as the most threatening presence there.


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    Thanks to this, the elf knights could save their lives.


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    “Withdraw to the side with Sir Leon!”


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    “But, it’s too much for you alone!”


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    Ignoring the response, Johan charged at the troll. Springing off the ground with agility, he seemed to growrger in the troll’s eyes.


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    Normally, the troll would have counterattacked immediately, but it still remembered the afterimage of the previous spear attack. Unconsciously, it raised its arm to protect its vulnerable head.


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    That exposed the appetizing target of the troll’s torso under its raised arm.


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    It was the same situation as before with Karamaf!


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    Johan took a deep breath and swung his longsword with all his might, realizing toote that a thrust would have been more lethal against the troll.


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    A crude sound of flesh being struck echoed as the hilt of the longsword shattered and the de stuck firmly in the troll’s torso. But the situation was different from Karamaf.


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    While Karamaf’s thin te armor concealed a frail body, once the troll’s outer skin was torn, thick, hard muscles and fat formed a protectiveyer underneath.


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    The tough, coarse mass firmly gripped the de. The longsword, reaching the ribs, could move no further.


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    “―――――――――!”
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