Chapter 35: The Daily Life of a Ten Year Old - The High-Speed Battle
That was impossible.
No one in the Reedwald can beat that Hunter Fitch. Not even the "Sword of the Deep Silence", "Battle Axe of Destruction" Nerio, or Roland could match him. Even if the Knights and the Adventurers' Guild put all their strength into it, they would still be killed by that one little monster.
That thing – it's me.
Name: –
Race: Human
Level: 14 (+6)
HP: 45/45
MP: 87/87
Str: 13
Int: 15
Dex: 16
End: 11
Agi: 36+2 (Max Speed: 43, Acceleration: 45, Mobility: 41)
Charm: 16+1
Skills
Language Comprehension, Claw Sword Attack, White Flash, Maximum Speed Up 3, Acceleration Up 4, Mobility Up 2, Presence Detection 3, Stealth 1, Pursuit 2, Claw Technique 6
Magic
None
Title
Silver Hunter
Its level and strength are low. It has not learned any magic. However, it has unusually high agility, so no one's sword could reach that Hunter Fitch. If it doesn't hit you, you don't get hurt. If it doesn't hit you, you don't die. That's what I've been doing for ten years.
And that's not all.
"Mirana, use it!"
Pidosios sends out a command.
The Hunter Fitch reacts, and as soon as Mirana pulls a sachet from her pocket, she screams as it cuts her from the second arm to the shoulder.
Yes, this Hunter Fitch can understand all languages. It can understand any instructions. It even had the intelligence to guess what they were. It's a monster with both wildness and intelligence.
Not many demons, even humanoid subhumans, understand this much.
"Back off, Piddo!"
Salma pointed her curved sword at Hunter Fitch, with Pidosios behind her.
They are a group of talented men, but only two of them are unscathed.
Dailas and his men may be able to return to fight again. But their encirclement has been avenged, and it broke their formation from the start. There was no one near them, and they were not so naive as to allow them to join up with the others.
A puff of snow and smoke.
At that moment, Pidosios makes his move.
He leaps out with his dagger in the opposite hand and swings his curved sword at Salma.
Neither of them could see. They just swung, relying on their intuition.
Both their dagger and curved sword cut through the air. And the remaining attack was also avoided by the Hunter Fitch.
As expected of a C rank. It was a good decision to turn to attack even with intuition.
However, even if the fast tortoises were lined up, there was no way they could bite the rabbits.
Well, it can also evade me.
"Now that was a “Lightning Bolt”......."
Pidosios hurriedly checks Hunter Fitch, follows its gaze, and finally sees me.
I slowly approach him, as if to show Hunter Fitch.
By coincidence, the two of them coordinated their attacks, but they were easily evaded. In case you were wondering, it was the fastest one I had on hand.
Frankly, I didn't want to fight.
It was as if I couldn't predict the outcome. If the true identity of the invisible monster was an unimaginably powerful enemy. I want to bring back the information even if I had to abandon the "Sword of the Deep Silence". But my information was worthless. Even if I brought it back, it would not solve anything. Even if we were able to corner him, it would be impossible to catch him if he tried to run away.
I am the only one who can cross him head-on.
And if I let him go now, when will I get another chance?
I have no choice but to make sure I get him here.
"Do you have a healing potion?"
"Yes, I do. What the hell are you ......?"
"Take your people and get out of here. I'll kill it."
I dare to declare, that Hunter Fitch recognizes me as an enemy.
Immediately after that, we cross paths.
Rhino Sword and its claws make a fierce sound.
The moment the claw is popped, I feel astonishment from Hunter Fitch.
It must have been the first time someone has speed like its speed. Don't worry. It's the first time
I've defended myself at full speed, too.
Hunter Fitch pulls back its long claws.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
Can it change its length at will?
Normal species don't have that ability. It seems to be a unique ability of the mutant species, but
I don't feel obligated to wait for them.
Before the claws return to their original length, I will make my move.
Kicking the snow, I close the distance at once.
I've already activated the "High-Speed Movement" function. My current agility is 43, and the only thing I am losing is acceleration.
If I am losing acceleration, I should keep running and maintain my maximum speed.
The Hunter Fitch, who had avoided the sword's slash, kicked up a large tree and began to counterattack.
For the first time in my life, I felt fulfilled in battle. I just wanted him to respond to it.
What I got in return was an unexpected response.
And, unexpectedly, the result was the same.
The hairs of the hunter fitch stand up on end, and dense magic covers every strand of pure white that can be seen.
So you finally cut the trump card.
The "White Flash".
A rare skill that doesn't even attract "Appraisal".
Hunter Fitch's body looked one size larger. The muscle mass has increased.
Then I was about to readjust his sword, a chill struck my whole body.
Hunter Fitch's outline blurred.
With a hunch, I leaned my body to avoid something – his right chest was ripped open.
The feeling of my bone being cut and the intense pain. There was no time to worry about that.
Where did it go?
The snow around him jumped and the trees swayed. But I can't see it.
The "Presence Detection" barely detected its presence, but it could not grasp its position.
I activated my "Earth Shield" in the dark, but it cut me off easily.
I had predicted this. From its name, I thought it would be an offensive skill or a physical enhancement.
However, I didn't expect this much.
It was no longer a battle of speed.
It was a one-sided overthrow.
I swing my sword, relying on the sound and signs, but nothing is caught.
My cheek was ripped open, my arm was slashed, and my forehead was split open.
Still, I desperately swung my sword. I deploy my magic shield. I unleash attack magic in all directions with multiple chants. I dodged through all of them, easily entering their bosom and slashing them to pieces.
"Shit!"
It was the first dirty word I used in my life.
With no time to be lost in emotion, I chant multiple "Earth Shield" chants, build walls on both sides, and run out in a single breath.
Repeatedly destroying and rebuilding, I reached a huge tree.
With my back to it, I turned around.
Facing the angry face, I invoked "Appraisal".
After seeing it, my cheeks involuntarily twitched.
Maximum speed 52, acceleration 55, mobility 50.
No wonder I can't see it. ......
No, it's more like something to break the ice...
The moment I looked again, the Hunter Fitch scraped away.
My left arm, which I raised as quickly as possible, splattered blood faster than I raised it.
Then a light shock to the head.
No pain. Did this guy use my head as a scaffold?
I regain my composure rather than anger at the joke.
Let's calm down. Calm down anyway.
Because of the giant tree at my back, it cannot attack me from behind.
I should be on the lookout for attacks from the front, left, and right. First of all, avoid instant death.
Put the Seiran cloak from the left shoulder to the front. With "Slash Resistance 3," it should not be easy to cut to pieces.
I concentrated on protecting my head and heart and charged at the hunter fitch.
Each of my swords swings through the air. And the pain in my limbs and torso increased with each swing.
I ignored it and turned my attention to the "Appraisal" in the slightest of gaps.
I immediately discover a change.
A decrease in magical power.
Does "White Flash" consume magic power? But the decrease was negligible. I will bleed to death before I use up all of it.
Is there any other way to break through?
As I glanced at him, I saw a flicker.
Was that a blink
No, no, my magic is diminishing.
It reminds me of the changes in Majumag. Is this a renewal?
As I continued to gaze at it, the magic power decreased again.
Not only that.
Its physical strength is also decreasing. Before Hunter Fitch activated "White Flash" its physical strength was more than half. But now it is less.
But why?
I noticed something strange when I saw Hunter Fitch slash my right arm and easily dodge the sword of the counterattack.
It's bleeding at the mouth. Is he coughing up blood?
Oh, yeah, it's coughing up blood.
The "White Flash" is so powerful that every time he moves or slashes, it's hurting itself.
It's not using its skills well.
In short, it's a game of patience.
Either I will bleed to death, or it will go over its limit and destroy itself.
I hold the Rhino Sword in my right hand and the Rhino Stiletto in my left.
Let's do it.
