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The Laughing Swordsman

Only when all the living perish, will there be peace ... Apollo was a bratty noble. Using the power of his father, he did many mischievous stunts. However, he would never go too far. The worst he did was steal someone's shoe, while on the average, it would be poking them in the back and running off. That's why he found it so absurd that someone would assassinate him, in his own room no less. He was stabbed in the back and left to die... But then he was back in his room, completely fine. Yet, he was stabbed in the back once again. Once he was stabbed in the back for the third time, the cruel reality began to sink in. That this would repeat itself for an eternity. The only thing in his room was his bed and his bokken, a wooden sword. At some point, Apollo picked up the bokken. He took his first steps to break out of the cycle. And swore to bury the person who called for this assassin with his own hands. ...But also calls a lot of things mommy for some reason.

Disgrace · Fantasia
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372 Chs

Strength and Cruelty

Talon was at a loss. He had never expected that someone would actually do something like this.

...To voluntarily walk forward and be pierced by a blade.

Talon was not a stranger to fighting like this, because he himself went half suicidal in his own fights. That was part of the reason he was able to win so many battles and rise to his position.

More than strength, he had cruelty.

However, this was the first time Talon saw someone even crueler to themselves than him. In fact, he never saw anybody fight in this way before. Normally, people used techniques for more elusive footwork and versatile strikes.

As such, Talon adapted to fighting against that.

That meant when Apollo slowly began approaching him... he hesitated.

And for that tiny moment of hesitation, Talon paid a price.

Without warning, Apollo's free hand shot out and grabbed onto Talon's head. Before Talon could react, his head was slammed downwards.