A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! - Chapter 74: (2)

To block the nearest attack from the left, Kaiyan swung his sword diagonally, then seamlessly rotated his body and deflected the incoming thrusts. To fend off the attack from the right, he bent his body, raising his grip and altering the sword’s direction.

“Argh…!”

“Monstrous…!”

In an instant, all the attacks rebounded like foam, and as the Marshall Knights crumbled, some lost one leg, others both, spilling blood on the ground as they collapsed. The unharmed rear-line knights hesitated, apparently frightened by the scene, and retreated.

“Monster…”

“Well, thinking that isn’t too strange.”

Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, paralyzed by terror, unable to even wield their swords.

The image of those knights who had once been his aspiration, who saved him from goblins when he first awakened as a player, was still vivid. Back then, knights were objects of envy and his goal.

“Ugh… Spare me.”

Seeing the knights, who used to be his aspiration, lying on the ground in agony, he felt strange.

Should he now feel triumphant that he can overpower knights, or should he be satisfied with the result of his considerable effort?

“…No.”

Crash!

Between his tightly clenched fingers, he felt a burning heat.

“My goal is to kill all monsters.”

He had promised himself to become strong enough to slay all monsters, yet here he was, making feeble excuses, content with this level of strength.

“I can’t be satisfied with this level.”

With closed eyes, Kaiyan heard the knights’ screams. Memories of his burning hometown surged in his mind.

This time, he didn’t forcibly suppress the memories. Scenes of villagers dying, family members slaughtered by monsters.

As each gruesome scene emerged, the fire in his chest grew, and his eyes filled with a venomous glare.

“Yes, if I could, even if it meant swallowing everything…”

For a moment, a weak heart turned resolute and firm.

“That’s why… just die.”

He slowly approached the ones gripping their legs and screaming, driving his sword into their hearts or heads.

Swoosh!

Ding! [You’ve leveled up]

Ding! [Level 70 breakthrough gift sent to your mailbox]

The sensation of slicing through flesh, the tingling sensation in his fingertips.

Each time he inserted the sword, another life was extinguished.

“S-Save me… I-I just did what they told me!”

“I can’t die like this! Die!”

“You scum! Let’s die together!”

Despite the name of a knight, most of them attempted to attack, swords in hand, excluding the few who had already given up. It would be laughable if not for the circumstances.

It took longer than expected to kill them all, not because they were strong opponents, but because he was facing dozens at once. In a one-on-one situation, these knights wouldn’t even stand a chance against his basic sword techniques.

Crash-

“Now, the rough cleanup is over.”

After slitting the throat of the last one, he looked ahead. Some knights who had managed to escape were trembling in fear, along with Jansen, who had fled to who knows where.

“Barvan, now it’s my turn.”

Calling Barvan while looking behind him, Kaiyan saw Barvan, who had been gaping alongside Ecrin, hurriedly rise and approach.

“Well, who exactly are you?”

“What are you saying?”

“How could you be this strong? To defeat dozens of knights alone…”

“That’s not important right now. We need to deal with Jansen.”

“Well, yes, but…”

“Sigh… follow me.”

Grabbing Barvan’s arm, he led him toward Jansen.

With Ecrin following behind, they stood before Jansen. He looked pale, his jaw hanging open, seemingly too stunned to speak.

“Jansen, I’ve always thought you were a sinister one from the start… but you were even more impressive than I thought. If it weren’t for me, Barvan might have died.”

It was truly a moment when Kaiyan wanted to applaud Jansen’s abilities. If he were the Lord of the Carsia House, he might even consider giving the position of his successor to Jansen instead of the somewhat blunt Barvan.

“Kaiyan! What did you agree to get from Barvan? If you stand by my side now, I’ll give you twice as much as whatever you’re getting!”

As Barvan was about to refuse Jansen’s offer, he brushed off Kaiyan’s arm and stepped forward.

“Shut up! Jansen, you still haven’t given up, have you? Do you know how many foolish knights sacrificed their lives for your vain desires? It’s because you dared to aim for the successor position without knowing your place!”

“What’s that got to do with anything? Aiming for the successor position is a Menislan tradition! If it weren’t for Kaiyan, you would already be dead by my hand!”

“You…!”

“Amusing little fellows.”

They had no qualms about stabbing their own brothers for power, yet here they were, trying to rationalize their actions with feeble excuses.

“Still, Barvan… is better than Jansen.”

Though Jansen’s actions of pursuing his plans even to the extent of killing mercenaries and laborers were unacceptable, Barvan’s actions of aiming for his brother’s life for power were somewhat understandable. From Barvan’s perspective, the successor position would naturally be his.

“Let’s put an end to this.”

“Knights! What are you doing? Protect me! Hurry and kill that Barvan scum!”

As Barvan slowly approached with his sword drawn, Jansen desperately called out to the remaining knights. But those who were terrified had already fled, and there was no way for them to pick up their swords again to protect Jansen. If that were the case, they should never have fled from Kaiyan in the first place.

“Ugh… ugh! Why should I be the one to die!! I’m going to be the Lord of the Carsia House! Do you have any idea how many of you will die for daring to try to kill me? If my father finds out, he’ll kill you on the spot!”

Seeing Jansen, Kaiyan wondered how despicable a person could become.

He was likely so consumed by fear that his eyes had gone vacant, and he probably had no idea what he was saying.

“In the next life, I hope you achieve that dream. Farewell, Jansen.”

Swoosh!

As Barvan thrust the sword into Jansen’s heart, Jansen’s face contorted grotesquely as he spat out blood.

“Ugh… I… I’m… go… di…”

“I’m tired of this. Truly.”

Alternating his gaze between the sword in his right hand and Jansen, Barvan closed Jansen’s eyes with his left hand.

“It’s over.”

A somewhat anticlimactic ending.

No, this was probably the ending that had been determined since the moment Jansen tried to kill Kaiyan as collateral in his plans.”

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