"You lot — you took the flower along with Randy's right arm, didn't you?"
There was no need to ask, but I couldn't help myself.
"Huh? Did that happen? He wouldn't let go no matter how much we roughed him up, so we had no choice but to take the whole arm along, right? Stubborn bastard — he's probably dead by now, isn't he?"
"Dying over a flower — commoners really are stupid, hyahahahaha!"
"Now I'll tear you to shreds with the fastest claws around! Die! [Hurricane Claw]!"
The spiky-haired mercenary wrapped a small tornado around the claw gauntlet on his right hand, hit his top speed in his opening move, and lunged at me to tear me apart.
[Idaten] activated.
Instantly, from my perspective, the spiky-haired mercenary's movements ground to a crawl.
I could seize the initiative with this too. As expected of a skill Sharl spent half his life earning — it was a good one.
"You're so slow I could yawn. [Flying Swallow Sword]."
"YOU'RE calling ME slow?! Gwah!"
Keeping my foot on Dalton, I swung my sword from where I stood and launched a flying slash that cut his right arm clean off.
"D-D-Dagario! Impossible — faster than even the Mach-speed Dagario?! I couldn't even see the attack!"
I did cheat with [Idaten], but my [Flying Swallow Sword] was probably fast enough on its own.
Even so, being employed by a marquis's household, he was one tough thug.
I wasn't about to let the other two get away, either.
"[Flying Swallow Chain Flash]."
I unleashed flying slashes in a cross pattern, one after another. The remaining two couldn't even react — their arms were sliced clean off along with their weapons.
"Huh?! Aghhhh!" / "Thaaat huurts!"
"Pathetic screams. But there's more. [Dark Magic]: [Triple Pain]."
"Nwaaaaaaah!"
"Uboaaaaaa!"
"Abaaaaaah?!"
A black mist enveloped all three. Screaming in agony from the amplified pain, the "Three Starving Wolves" passed out.
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"Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's pick up where we left off. Did you finish praying to whatever gods you believe in while those three bought you time? All set to beg for your life?"
Dalton, whose spine I'd already shattered, was sweating profusely at my feet.
"Hiiii — what ARE you?! The Grim Reaper or something?! Please, I'll have my dad give you anything — money, women, whatever you want — just heal me right now!"
"Women, he says — you confessed and got rejected, and you think I'd believe that? And how are you still acting all high and mighty in that condition? Anyway, next — this one's for Randy."
I swung my sword down at Dalton, who lay face-down beneath my foot, and cleanly severed his right arm from the elbow down.
"Gyaaaaaah! It hurts — it huuurts! I'm gonna diiiie! ............"
Dalton foamed at the mouth and passed out.
Way too dramatic.
I know people in this world don't die from something like that. But since he fainted, I had to wake him up.
"[Petty Thunder]."
From the fingertips of my left hand — the one not holding a sword — I released a weak jolt of electricity, just enough to revive him.
Dalton's body jolted upward.
"Gyah! ...It hurts, it hurts, it HUUUURTS!"
"I won't let you pass out. So feel every bit of this. Go ahead."
"You're a demon!"
"Look who's talking."
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Skills: [Reverse] [Divine Eye] [Sword God] [Fist God] [Spear God] [Blazing Magic] [Freezing Ice Magic] [Clear Storm Magic] [Rock Iron Magic] [Holy Magic] [Dark Magic] [Space-Time Magic] [Thunder God Sword] [Gentleman Thief] [Ninja Master] [Seeker of Truth] [Supernatural Power] [Idaten] [Pain Relief] [Complete Status Ailment Resistance] [Dark Spirit's Protection] [Super Intuition] [Heaven's Gate] [Abyssal Contract] [Magic Hand] [Treasure Search] [Seduction] [Incitement] [Telemesmerism] [Eloquence] [Strong Luck] [10x Growth Speed] [Growth Limit Breakthrough]
Rank: Orichalcon