Chapter 18: War is Deception

"Whew! Whew!"

With the number of recruits obstructing him dwindling, Rorschach's breathing grew heavier.

Rorschach's energy wasn't limitless.

The fight, which had lasted over half an hour, left him feeling extremely fatigued.

His clothes were completely torn and had turned into rags, like a beggar's.

Blood covered his entire body.

His own blood, and also the blood of his opponents that had splattered.

"Tactics, physical combat, combat awareness, there are many things I lack. If I can master these aspects, I will certainly be able to defeat these people more easily."

Rorschach thought this while breathing heavily.

His swollen, bloodshot eyes scanned the area.

"12, 15, and also 17 people. Whew! I'll take them all down at once! I'm so hungry, I want to eat Uncle Dino's fried rice takoyaki."

Rorschach felt intense hunger, and his stance became increasingly unstable without him realizing it.

For some reason, whenever he felt hungry, the negative emotions accumulating in his heart would flow uncontrollably.

"Ah! Monster! We can't beat this monster. I'm not fighting anymore, you guys fight, I surrender."

The moment his swollen eyes met the others', seven or eight people couldn't suppress their fear and left the ring directly.

Eight people remained, all gathered around a tall and strong man, holding swords in their hands and looking at Rorschach nervously.

"Sorry, young man named Rorschach, you are really very strong. I am Hanmol, and I respect warriors with strong willpower, and you are one of them."

The long-legged fighter Hanmol raised his right leg, assuming a one-legged stance, "But in this fight, I have a reason that makes me have to win, so please forgive me for not intervening until now."

Rorschach, breathing heavily, took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I won't underestimate anyone for that simple reason. Come on!"

"Alright! I bet on the dignity of the long-legged fighter, Hanmol. If I lose this time, I will be under your command!"

Hanmol shouted loudly, and the eight men in front of him gripped their sword hilts and charged towards Rorschach.

At the same time, Hanmol followed with his long strides, running quickly in the ring like a spider scurrying, and in moments he was behind Rorschach.

Most of Rorschach's focus was on Hanmol behind him.

Because he could sense that among the nine in front of him, Hanmol with his long legs was the strongest.

The other eight, even though they were armed, posed no significant threat to him.

But as Rorschach was thinking this, the advancing eight suddenly threw their swords forcefully at the stunned Rorschach.

At the critical moment, Rorschach had no time to dodge, so he could only cross his arms in front of his face to protect himself.

He was confident that his muscles and bone density could withstand the blows from the swords without significant injury.

However, what angered and surprised Rorschach was that the eight who threw their weapons didn't stop there, but pulled out packets of white powder from their pockets and hurled them towards Rorschach's face.

Rorschach did not expect this dirty trick.

They threw lime powder!

And they did it collectively.

In an instant, the white powder covered Rorschach entirely.

At that moment, his eyes, nose, and mouth were all filled with the white powder.

Especially his eyes.

Which caused intense sharp pain, and tears streamed down, intensifying the effect of the powder and making Rorschach let out a cry of pain.

"Oww!"

The pain in his eyes made him clutch them and kneel on the ring.

This sudden change shocked the officers watching outside, as well as Daws, Dino, and the others.

After a moment of astonishment, everyone's expressions changed.

"You bastards! Using such a vile trick! Damn it, if Rorschach's eyes are damaged, I..."

General Adelar roared like an angry lion, suddenly stood up, and was about to step into the ring.

Skye was very worried seeing Rorschach holding his eyes in pain.

"Rorschach! Dad, hurry and save Rorschach, his eyes will go blind. Dos, Dos! What are you waiting for, hurry and help Rorschach, his eyes..."

Dos gritted his teeth and didn't move.

Dino gently held Skye's shoulder, stopping her from advancing.

"Trust him, that boy, he won't give up that easily."

"In this world, physical strength alone is not enough. One must know how to use their mind and assess situations to overcome all enemies."

Akainu's deep, powerful voice reached everyone's ears.

General Adelar stopped in his tracks.

Everyone held their breath, focusing on the fight in the ring.

Yes, the fight wasn't over yet!

"Boy, sorry! I have to win! Please forgive my dirty methods! Triple Hurricane Kick!"

When Hanmol saw Rorschach clutching his eyes damaged by the white powder and kneeling on the ring, he sighed but quickly advanced, using his left leg as a pivot, spinning forcefully on the ground, raising a storm with his right leg that struck towards Rorschach's exposed neck, back, and the back of his head! His strikes were decisive and powerful, without any hesitation!

That's why the North Sea is considered the strongest seas in the world.

The harsh land breeds people with strong characters!

Boom! Boom! The initial strikes were harsh, and Hanmol was confident that his strength, capable of shattering rocks, would impact Rorschach even if his body was strong.

He felt Rorschach's body being thrown away by his force, and smiled a victor's smile.

While his body was still spinning, his long right leg struck again.

This time, even the air in front of him split, making a sound of explosion.

"The lieutenant's seat in the branch is mine!"

"War is deception, I admit that I haven't matured enough yet. But..."

Amid the white powder, there was a swaying shadow standing firmly, his silver hair flying like snakes.

In Hanmol's shocked gaze, the strands of silver hair extended as if they were alive.

They wrapped around his long leg and pulled him up.

His body rose in the air, hanging by the silver hair.

The silver-haired boy moved his right hand forward, sweeping away the white powder like a curtain.

Then he rushed forward quickly, spinning around like a swift arrow!

His right leg, like a sharp sword, in Hanmol's terrified gaze, struck his chest forcefully.

"The winner is me!!"

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