I Found the Regressor With My Reflexes

43 – War (5)

The red light that flows from the warrior’s soul as if showing off the difference in rank.

Haktan lit up the light that shimmered like a flame.

I raised my ax and aimed it at the outcast, Harvan.

Then the outcast’s vertically torn snake-like pupils were fixed on Haktan.

─The scales of the snake sprouted from the blackened skin.

A corruptor holding daggers reminiscent of snake fangs in both hands.

It opened its mouth and roared.

“Ha, k-tan—!”

Haktan’s name was vomited out in a grotesque and horrifying voice, as if scratching the entire locked throat.

Take that as a signal.

On the battlefield where countless orc warriors and corrupters collide.

The two clashed as if they had made a promise.

The first attack was the slash of an outcast who slipped on the lower body of a snake.

– Caang!

Haktan brushed it off casually.

Keep going.

… To cut the throat of an outcast.

He swung his weapon convulsively to remove the Haktan.

Not even a single attack could reach Haktan.

The life of Haktan, who has overcome countless adversities with his body and an axe.

Because the warrior’s soul, created by refining that life, endowed him with mighty power.

… It’s only part of it, but I can assert it because I’m the age who experienced his life.

That power, an outcast who has grown in strength by hiding in the belly of a snake, dare not surpass it.

That wasn’t the case either.

… The voice behind her back was enough to assert that the first floor exam had already ended.

‘I never thought I’d become this strong.’

While trying to hide his surprise.

I opened my eyes to analyze the battles of Haktan, who consistently had the upper hand, and learn even one thing.

… Unfortunately, Haktan didn’t seem to have any intention of prolonging the battle.

Haktan, who swung an ax glowing red, knocked the balance of the outcasts off.

Because I took a familiar posture.

… A mountain-crushing stance.

I can feel the magic gathering in the ax that has been pulled back as if to finally see the end.

That’s it.

… I made my senses more sensitive.

Soon you’ll see a real ‘mountain shatter’ – different from what I’ve sloppily copied.

If you’re lucky, you might be able to understand what’s lacking.

Because I am so focused and looking forward to it.

The Outcast quickly rushed in and tried to stop it.

On the contrary, Haktan shines the soul of a warrior more intensely.

He just silently compressed his mana.

Then, in an instant, the outcast closed the distance and stabbed Haktan in the neck.

– Tongue.

“—!?”

Surprisingly, it bounced off without causing any damage.

… This is because the mana compressed to activate the technique worked like armor.

Surprised by an application I hadn’t even remembered peeking at with the flower of the soul–to my wide-open eyes.

Soon, I could see the entangled magic from Haktan’s arm to the tip of the axe being released.

– Huung.

Immediately after that.

───!!!!

An indescribable roar passed by.

Following the slanted axe’s trajectory, the ground turned upside down in an instant.

“… Ha.”

Inadvertently, an empty laugh flowed out.

The technique I used was that kind of technique.

‘Not at all.’

Although I knew it couldn’t be completely imitated.

I never thought there would be such a difference.

Because you’re so thrilled.

The dust that had risen in an instant settled down.

New marks left by the green giant in the giant’s footprints have been revealed.

Looking at him blankly.

Suddenly, I came to my senses when I found an outcast wriggling on top of it.

Is it because the scale’s defense was excellent, or is it because it’s the final boss?

He looks like he’s about to die, but how did he survive?

“──!”

I raised my head and made a strange noise.

The rampaging corruptors began to swarm around him.

Are you trying to buy time to play?

Or run away?

It wasn’t pleasant either way.

I wasn’t worried.

Because either way, the exile’s wish would not come true.

That’s right, Haktan was standing still after using Acid Smash.

Besides.

… It was not only those related to personal might that were engraved on the souls of Haktan’s warriors.

Haktan himself valued his warrior-ness, so it wasn’t obvious.

He was a great warrior and a chieftain at the same time.

“Catch…”

“Wait a minute.”

“Yes?”

“Let’s watch for a while.”

So I paused the process of giving orders to the undead to pursue the corruptors.

… Because we didn’t have a place to sit.

I wonder if that action was the right answer?

The voice behind him opened his mouth again.

“Hakhtan was a great warrior from a very long time ago, and later a chieftain.”

“…Yes.”

“He was an orc who always stood in front of everyone.”

Yes.

In my memory I glimpsed.

Haktan always stood in front.

That’s why—.

He was a great orc who could be a milestone for all warriors.

“He was the king of the jungle orcs.”

How did the existence of such an orc come to other orcs?

As if reading my thoughts, the voice behind me answered the words.

“That’s why the footprints of a giant named Haktan are engraved in the lives of all warriors.”

And the footprints engraved in life were also engraved in the warrior’s soul.

As if to prove him.

From the moment Haktan’s tattoo started burning.

The spirits of the Orc warriors were gradually glowing.

As if welcoming a king who has regained his power.

The light peaked when Haktan opened his mouth.

“Charge—!”

“””I’m going to have a good time ─!!!”””

In Haktan’s words.

The warriors run.

The inhabitants of the jungle run.

Celebrating the complete return of their chieftain and champion.

To decorate that comeback match with victory.

The Corruptors tried to stop them.

The wave of red light showed no mercy to the enemy.

Poke, cut, crush.

After such violence.

The road to the outcast is finally open.

Haktan runs along the road.

“It’s over.”

“Hakta——An…!”

—I drove the ax into the bastard’s heart.

That was the end.

The disaster caused by a small mistake by the first corrupters, Exiled and Haktan.

Finally, it came to an end with Haktan’s hand.

[All threats removed.]

The tower approved it.

[The trial on the 1st floor has ended.]

‘… It’s over.’

Looking at the letters floating in front of my eyes, I felt relaxed even though I hadn’t been fighting until just now.

The battlefield is not a very good place to rest.

[Calculating contribution.]

… Anyway, this time, it seems like he wasn’t taken to the waiting room right away like the ordeal.

In such a large-scale battle, it seemed that the reward was divided according to the contribution rather than the person who hit the last hit.

“We won!”

“””WOW!!!”””

For the time being, I’ll have to stay with these raucous orcs.

I don’t have any specific complaints, but I’m too tired.

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“Oops…”

“Brother!?”

I leaned against Seol-i.

Seol-i raised her voice as if she was surprised because of me falling apart.

‘… I don’t have the strength to answer.’

Too many things have happened since last night.

‘It was really difficult.’

I felt sorry for Seol-i who was surprised.

I couldn’t lift my eyelids anymore because I was relaxed, so I closed my eyes.

“Brother—”

“Leave it alone—”

The voices of Seol-i and Seo-yeon were muffled.

* * *

As far as I feel, this time has passed for a very short time.

… When I opened my eyes, I was already in a jungle village.

To be honest, I thought it would be a waiting room when I opened my eyes.

Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to be such a heartless ending.

I tried to stand up quietly for now.

The door burst open.

“Brother!”

As expected, Seol came in.

It must have been watching me when I woke up.

Sul-i had tears in her eyes from the moment she opened the door, no matter how worried she was.

He rushed into my arms.

“Brother. Brother…”

“Yes, it is me.”

Seeing that pitiful figure hugging her tightly as if to make sure she was really fine, I raised my arms to hug her.

“Oh?”

─The arms did not move.

“…Brother?”

“No, this is it.”

As soon as my embarrassment was conveyed to Seol-i, Seol-i’s expression became contemplative.

A calm voice flew towards us.

“It’s okay, calm down.”

“What? Ah.”

“It’s just the aftereffects of the technology.”

As for technology… There will be no choice but to break the mountain.

“Bones and nerves in both arms were completely shattered. Thanks to their regenerative abilities, the skin on the outside was regenerated in a plausible way.”

That’s true.

The cost of copying it is two arms.

I thought it was too expensive, but Seoyeon said it as if it was no big deal.

“Then when will it get better?”

I didn’t care too much about it, but I opened my mouth….

“It’s not better.”

“…What?”

“Originally, it’s an injury that will leave you crippled for the rest of your life.”

The answer that came back calmly was a bit strange.

“I’ll recover if I go to the waiting room anyway. Rest well for the time being.”

“…Aha.”

That way.

… There are things that benefit the top.

Anyway, it’s difficult to use your arms before leaving the first floor.

“Then I will always be by your side…”

Seol-i, who thought it was a chance to stick with me, dug in sharply.

─Is it inside?

He furrowed his brows cutely at the visitor who came again.

Seoyeon, who doesn’t care about Seoli at all, opens the door.

Haktan was standing there.

“Long time no see brother.”

“…It’s been a while. Brother.”

“Did I interrupt your intimate time?”

Beside me, Seol-i quietly nodded.

I replied no with a bitter smile.

After a little chat like that.

Haktan looked at the two women and started talking.

“Then, I’d like to talk with the two warriors for a while, is that okay?”

“Um…”

I glanced over and saw that Seol-i was very dissatisfied.

“Ugh—!”

Since Seoyeon next to me quietly dragged it, the problem was gone.

‘Take care of it gently.’

I need to tell you sometime.

“…Then let’s get to the point.”

“Huh.”

Look at the two women and answer calmly.

Haktan laughed like it was ridiculous.

“Keuheum, first of all, the victory in this war was all thanks to the brothers, so I came to express my gratitude.”

I tried to erase my smile and started a serious conversation.

“On behalf of the orcs in all villages, I express my deep gratitude as a warrior.”

“…In the end, you did it all by yourself and you’re humble.”

I can still see the original acid smash.

Perhaps he noticed my intentions, Haktan smiled bitterly.

“That’s not at all.”

“Hmm.”

“If I hadn’t had a brother, I would have been foolishly defeated without even letting go of the burden of the past.”

“A burden from the past?”

“Yes… I came to tell my brother about him.”

And the story that came out of Haktan’s mouth.

A little, maybe quite a bit… It was a heavy story.