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Jisel and the knights, who were about to go hunting, also discovered the group.

The thoughts of the knights who saw the money card for the first time were all the same.

'It's dirty… … '

'That kid doesn't even wash.'

'You said you were a king, but you were a beggar king?'

Donkad was terribly dirty. His hair was disheveled and his beard was tangled and untidy, and he looked sticky just by looking at it, and there were unidentifiable stains all over his body.

The stench was so bad that everyone around him retreated. His subordinates who followed him also stayed away from him.

But the reason I couldn't make fun of him was because of the eyes hidden behind his dirty appearance.

The gaze was like that of a beast that was constantly thirsting for blood. No, looking at its appearance, it was clear that it had already given up on being human.

They were just dirty beasts that had abandoned civilization and lived only by eating, sleeping, and hunting.

"Khuh… … . I heard that newcomers are disturbing our hunting grounds… … . Who's the leader… … ."

Doncard asked slowly, looking around at Giselle and the knights. A little bit of saliva flowed out between his words.

All the knights, including Kaor, looked at Giselle. Naturally, Doncard and his men, as well as the people watching from the surrounding area, looked at Giselle.

"You… are the leader… … . Sigh."

Donkat swallowed his saliva and asked again.

Then Giselle put her arm around Kaor's shoulder and smiled.

"From now on, this guy will be the leader here."

Kaor looked at Giselle and asked at the sudden declaration.

"So now I am… … the Lord of Fenris?"

"That's not it."

"Then what kind of captain are you?"

"I'll be back after I finish my training. If you want to be comfortable here, you should be the leader. That way, you can keep the people living here in line and make them comfortable."

Kaor nodded. If there were no lord, he would be the strongest in this village. That was a given.

Donkad laughed at the sight of Kaor like that.

"Hehehe… … Okay. Then let me suggest something… … ."

Kaor, who had taken on the temporary role of captain, stepped forward eagerly.

"What suggestions?"

"It seems like you have some skills… … . Come under me… … . I will treat you well."

"hmm."

At those words, Kaor tilted his head for a moment and then asked Giselle.

"What do you do in this situation?"

"That's for you to decide. When I go back, you can try to get along under him."

As Jiselle answered with a smile, Kaor snorted and looked at the money card.

"You little brat, come under me, and I will spare your life."

Everyone around him laughed at his confident words. It had been a long time since he had seen someone speak so arrogantly to Donkad.

It was a universal truth that things got more interesting whenever a new character appeared.

Doncard also looked around at Giselle and the knights with a smile, but his eyes were shining sharply.

'There are too many… … . It's a bit risky to kill them all… … .'

It's not because murder is prohibited. That kind of law is just blindness anyway.

The problem was that the opponents were formidable and there were quite a few of them. Of course, they could still be wiped out, but soon the monsters would come rushing in.

It's dangerous if you hit these guys for no reason and your subordinates get injured or die. If your forces are weakened, other hunters may attack you.

But I couldn't just leave it alone. Those in power can't leave those who challenge their authority alone. That's how the organization works.

Donkad looked at Kaor and said.

"Fight me one-on-one… … If I win, give up the inn and leave this place… … If you want to hunt monsters, go to another fortress… … If you're scared, you can leave now… … ."

"Huh? A one-on-one duel? Against me, the so-called greatest swordsman in the Kingdom of Rutania?"

No one calls me that. Donkad smiled bitterly.

"Okay… … Of course, killing is prohibited, so let's do it with our fists… … . I can't help it if I get hit and die… … . Hehe."

"This kid only has a snout?"

Kaor was not one to tolerate such provocation. He got angry and took another step forward.

Jiselle spoke leisurely, looking at Kaor's back.

"Hey, you can do it, right? Just do as you've been taught."

"Take a good look. I'll just step on this guy."

Kaor laughed, tilting his neck to the side. Donkad also snickered and approached Kaor.

Soon people were making room for them to escape. This kind of confrontation was so common that everyone was used to it.

As soon as space opened up, Donkad suddenly swung his fist.

Boom!

Kaoru quickly crossed his arms and blocked the punch. Only then did he feel a tingling sensation and tense up slightly.

Donkad was still smiling, his lips pursed.

'It's pretty good… … Should I try putting in a little more effort?'

Boom! Boom!

The fist of the Donkad that raised mana became faster. He was a man of considerable skill, despite his dirty appearance.

"Huh!"

Kaoru was surprised. Donkad's skills were unexpectedly good.

'What the heck, you little punk? You're three?'

He had fought many knights in the war, so he already knew that he was one of the best knights in the North.

There, he received teachings from Jiselle and his skills improved. So, he thought that no knight of any rank would be his match.

But as the fight went on, Kaor began to get pushed back more and more.

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'Damn it! This kid is no joke!'

Donkad's fist was so unpredictable that it was hard to predict. Even Kaor, who was confident in his unconventionality, was left tongue-tied.

It was not for nothing that he declared himself king in this dangerous place.

'Calm down, you have to be calm.'

Contrary to my expectations, my hands and feet began to feel increasingly dizzy.

It is clear that Kaor learned the basics from Jiselle and also advanced swordsmanship. Thanks to that, he was able to make up for his shortcomings and overcome small barriers.

But no matter how much advanced skills I learned, it was a short period of time before I could truly embed them in my body.

It's a skill that takes years of practice. It's impossible to fully understand and master it in a short period of time.

Jiselle clicked her tongue at the sight of Kaor.

"Tsk tsk, I always say that impatience is the problem."

It's hard to change your innate tendencies. It's even harder if they've become ingrained in you through repeated crossings of the line.

Kaor, who becomes more anxious as he fights, returns to his old ways.

I developed a habit of quickly targeting only the vital points and killing them.

My hands and feet became dizzy and I was now only using the comfortable habits and techniques that were originally ingrained in me.

"profit!"

Kaor unconsciously distorted her face and bit her teeth.

At first, the punches that had landed a few times were increasingly missing. On the other hand, Donkad's face was starting to look more and more relaxed.

'Kekekeke… … . Seeing him fight, he's someone like me who only improved his skills through actual combat. He seems to have decent skills, but he can't use them properly. He's someone who would easily die if he ran wild on the battlefield… … .'

I couldn't help but laugh. I could feel the other person getting flustered and impatient.

He has fought countless battles here, fighting and surviving to perfect his own skills.

If they had both been trained through practice and improvisation, then he would have been superior in terms of age and experience.

In a word, the Donkad was the superior version of Kaor.

Donkad, who had found some free time, counterattacked while blocking Kaor's attacks even more calmly.

Thud! Thud!

"Ugh!"

As the shock accumulated after being hit several more times, Kaor began to tire rapidly.

His face also started to swell up a little and his mouth started to bleed as if it was torn.

The knights of Fenris who were watching were very surprised.

Kaor was one of the strongest men in the territory. But it was unbelievable that Donkad was gaining the upper hand against him.

'This place is definitely not an easy place.'

'There's no way those who've only hunted monsters for years can be easy.'

'Aren't we just frogs in a well?'

They were getting nervous for no reason because Kaor was stronger than them. The confidence they had gained from beating the hunters at first was rapidly fading away.

The onlookers also realized that the game was gaining momentum and began to boo Kaor and cheer Donkad.

"Hahahaha! That's what happens when you're a fearless brat! It was fun catching monsters, wasn't it?"

"Hey, redhead! Try harder! You were fighting well at first, so why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"

"As expected of Donkad, he's a tough guy. He's the kind of guy who's killed over a thousand monsters on his own. There's a reason he's called the King of Ironcliff."

The hunters disliked Donkad, but they also relied on him. In fact, Donkad was the one who caught the most monsters here.

And I didn't like the fact that Jisel and his party suddenly showed up and caused chaos in the hunting grounds.

Because of that atmosphere, Kaor became even more agitated.

'f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!'

I felt a hot fire rising in my chest. I couldn't bear this humiliation.

'If it was inspiration, it wouldn't have happened like this.'

Gillian is a man of iron. He is rough, but there is something big and solid inside him.

No matter how strong Donkad was, he would have calmly resolved the fight. No, if it was Gillian, he would have definitely turned Donkad into a blood cake long ago.

Thinking about it that way, Gillian's skills became even more apparent. But Kaor could never admit it.

'I! I am stronger than inspiration!'

No matter how hard I tried to stay calm, my mind didn't calm down easily. I was seething inside.

Boohoo! Boohoo! Boohoo!

Now all the punches missed. Donkad dodged and threw punches as if he was playing with Kaor.

Phew!

Kaoru, who was hit in the jaw by Donkad's counterattack, fell backwards and rolled. He didn't seem to have much strength as if he was really trying to play with it.

Kaor jumped up immediately, feeling humiliated, but the onlookers taunted him again.

"Hahahaha! That kid is so weak? How can he come here and fight with such skills?"

"Look at him getting back up again because he has pride in his appearance."

"Hey! Try a little harder! Donkad hasn't even used his ultimate move yet!"

Kaoru looked around and shouted at the taunts coming from all directions.

"Dent of this baby!

It was a cry of indignation, but it had the opposite effect. People ridiculed Kaor even more.

"Shit!"

Kaor ignored the people around him and threw his fist at Doncard again. He couldn't stand Doncard's mocking gaze.

"I'm the best, you little shit!"

"This is f*cking crazy."

The movement became too big. Donkad dodged it lightly and swung his fist.

Phew!

"Ugh!"

It was a powerful blow unlike any before, as if it was slowly ending. Kaor, who was hit hard in the face, stepped back hesitantly, even spurting blood.

'Am I really that good?'

The pain in my heart was greater than the pain I felt. And then regret came rushing in.

'I should have practiced harder… … .'

I thought I had memorized everything Giselle had taught me. But at some point, I couldn't remember a single thing.

All that came out was the same old, haphazardly learned techniques.

'Was I only strong against the weak?'

It was clear that when fighting the knights of Cavaldi, I was able to win easily thanks to what Giselle had taught me.

But now that I look back, it was simply possible because of the difference in skill. That slight difference gave me some leeway and allowed me to use what I had learned.

When I met someone who had more experience than me, I couldn't even think about what I had learned, let alone put it to good use.

'I'm always like that… … .'

I should have practiced properly instead of doing it half-heartedly. I just got used to it and ended up becoming complacent. To be honest, I got bored and didn't want to practice the same thing every day.

Those small differences continue to accumulate and create this result.

'The lord was right.'

He was the kind of person who would only do things when the situation arose. That's probably why he told them to fight with their lives at stake to improve their skills.

If it weren't for that method, there's no way I could have practiced consistently.

I was able to get to this point thanks to a bit of talent and luck. The venomous nature of Akbari only manifests like a mad dog when fighting.

There was no venom in the effort. In a way, this humiliation was natural. That's why I ended up falling into a deeper sense of self-loathing.

Donkad approached the staggering Kaor.

"Die now, you little shit."

As Donkad bared his yellow teeth and swung his fist again, Giselle's voice came to Kaor's ear.

– One step to the right.

Kaor's body reacted immediately to Giselle's words. It was the effect of special training.

Swish.

"uh?"

Doncard's fist missed. Kaor didn't miss the opening and immediately punched Doncard in the side.

Phew!

"Huh!"

As Donkad staggered back a step, Kaor glared at Giselle and shouted.

"Don't interfere! I'll take care of it!"

People looked at Kaor with bewildered expressions. It seemed like he was picking a fight with Giselle while she was still.

For those who did not know the technique of transmitting speech by vibrating air, it was inevitable.

This was an art that could not have been thought of without the mana management skills of Jiselle, who had made it to the top 7 of the continent.

Jiselle continued speaking, ignoring Kaor and the people's reactions.

― Wake up. You have the ability to beat that guy, and you know how to do it. It's just that you haven't gotten used to it and you have a short temper, so you can't use it. I'm going to start training now. Real combat is always the best training. If you refute, you alone will go to special training.

"Profit! I'll take care of it… … ."

– Take a step back.

Swish.

It was annoying, but my body moved reflexively again. Donkad's fist missed again. Kaor threw a punch too, but this time Donkad dodged it.

– Come in.

Kaor kicked his feet and ran into Donkad's arms. Before he could even throw a punch, Giselle's voice was heard again.

-Turn half a step to the left.

Kaor's body moved slightly again. Donkad's face moved along with it without his knowledge.

– Stab it.

Although he was fighting with his fists, he had learned swordsmanship, not martial arts. He simply used it to suit the martial arts.

Kaor followed Giselle's words and extended his fist as if he was swinging his sword.

Phew!

Donkad's head fell back as blood spurted into the air.