The Great Sword is not the Main Body!-Chapter 61: Karahan (7)
"Kuran-nim. We’ll be arriving in 10 minutes."
"How is the situation?"
The Red Scorpion headquarters, surrounded by pale-gray walls.
A group of 31 people, led by the gaunt man Kuran, stood together.
"Mariel seems to have handled things more neatly than expected. She really is Kuran-nim's daughter."
Kuran's face contorted.
"She's the useless whore's child. And on top of that, she even let the artifact be discovered. That stupid bitch."
"Haha... Still, didn't she slit her own stomach to insert the artifact? Although... Kuran-nim forced her, of course."
"If she hadn’t done that, I would've killed her on the spot. Fortunately, she did. Now, how about you shut your mouth, Mute? I know you want to have her, but I clearly told you to sell her while she’s still fresh."
The man named Mute bowed his head.
"...My apologies."
After Mute’s apology, the room was drowned in silence.
The occasional excited breaths of the group members served as background noise as Kuran closed his eyes and thought back to what had happened four days ago.
The sudden arrival of the black knight at their headquarters.
The black knight who, without even drawing his sword, decapitated nearly 300 of the organization’s members.
It was impossible to follow him with the eyes. It was impossible to feel him with magic.
He hadn’t even had the chance to take the ‘medicine.’
Kuran, the boss of the Red Scorpions, was unable to do anything as he helplessly watched his members die.
By the time only 10% of his members remained, the black knight handed over a small piece of paper.
The contents written on the paper were very simple.
To kill a pink-haired smith named Hephaestus.
It detailed methods to lure him in and even the paths he would take.
It was just about dealing with one woman, but it had to be done.
Because it was a command from the strong to the weak.
"Hoo..."
A deep sigh escaped Kuran's lips.
Although he had recently been promoted to platinum rank, Red Scorpion had shattered three platinum-ranked members.
He had killed two of them with his own hands.
But...
To be so thoroughly defeated by a knight who hadn’t even used their main weapon...
Of course, it was mostly the lesser minions that had died, so there hadn’t been significant losses for the organization, but the bloodshed was undeniable.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoing down the stairs from the fourth floor broke Kuran's train of thought.
"We’re about 800 meters away! But... there are two unreported members with the group."
"Are they women?"
"Yes. Both of them are women."
"Good."
Kuran slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
"By the way—"
Mute cautiously opened his mouth, checking Kuran’s reaction.
"Yeah. If you can overpower those two, you can do whatever you want with them. But I’ll take the one with the biggest breasts first."
Kuran’s permission made the organization members' morale rise.
"Heh heh... Understood. Thank you, Kuran-nim."
"But didn’t you say you liked Mariel?"
"Ahem, I think of the main course and the special course as separate things..."
"You stupid bastard."
"Th-thank you."
By now, the men started shifting and twitching, eager to grab at the hem of their pants.
Kuran, too, imagined the girl he’d soon have under him and felt the heat rise.
In that moment...
"Shit! Come out already!"
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Mariel's frantic voice seeped through the door.
At the same time, the man at the front of the group opened the door and moved aside.
Crash—
Beyond the open door, the sound of something splitting like a pumpkin filled the air as Mariel crumpled, foaming at the mouth.
"Kill the pink-haired one first!"
With Kuran’s voice, the man at the front hurled an axe at the pink-haired woman.
The axe, imbued with the ‘medicine,’ sliced through the air, creating a brutal wind pressure.
For an ordinary person, the pressure would have torn their skin, and their body would have been torn apart by the axe.
But—
Bang—
The small girl standing beside her lightly flicked the hilt of her sword, deflecting the thrown axe.
The twisted path of the axe struck the ground, creating a small crater.
"Eh...?"
The man who threw the axe let out a sound full of confusion.
Kuran’s expression also twisted.
The attack from the organization member who had taken the ‘medicine’ was known for being able to tear through the tough hide of a Minotaur in one go.
But to have it so easily deflected...
Kuran scanned the girl who had deflected the axe.
Black hair wrapped around her eyes. A greatsword, strangely fitting for her small frame?
Kuran thought of the rumors circulating in Ursphere.
Rumors about an adventurer wielding a greatsword.
The red-eyed demon who tore through thousands of beasts that had invaded Rohallan, drinking their blood.
The demon who also tore through the nightmare of the East.
The rumors of the blood-drinking demon.
"Kuran-nim... That adventurer, could it be—"
Bam—
Mute's words were cut off.
The body of the organization member standing at the door exploded.
Not stopping there, the man standing next to him had his lower body ripped apart.
The squelching sound filled the room.
"Shit...!"
With a curse, Mute, who had chewed on the ‘medicine,’ felt his red magic surge.
The magic, now twice as strong as his own, burned in his hands before shooting forward.
The target was the girl holding the greatsword.
Seeing the flames shoot out at a speed so fast they were hard to track, Mute grinned.
However, that grin quickly disappeared.
The flame that he had shot with all his might was blocked by a silver-white barrier, and Kuran watched the members of his organization get torn apart by the greatsword.
Mute, having discarded the pill in his mouth, quickly gathered more magic.
The flames, now even stronger, ignited in his hands.
Boom—
They shot out fiercely.
This time, the target was the wizard surrounded by the silver-white aura.
The response from the aura was slow.
This time, it would definitely hit.
A grin appeared, thinking that even if it burned, as long as there was no hole left intact, it would be fine.
"Heh! The bitch dares to—what the hell is that, shit!"
But again.
The grin disappeared.
The girl wielding the greatsword threw a member of the organization, who was crawling on the floor, back to block the flames.
The flames that had been sent, sacrificed by her fingers, exploded on the ally and died down.
Realizing the truth, Mute cursed loudly.
And then, in that instant...
The girl was suddenly in front of him, throwing a punch toward his abdomen.
Mute inhaled sharply and focused his magic on his stomach.
The layers of magic created a thick barrier around his abdomen.
However, the girl's strength surpassed the power of the magic.
"Cough—!"
The punch, without any magic protection, broke through the strong barrier, shattering Mute’s ribs completely.
But the girl’s hand wasn’t unscathed either.
Having shattered the magic barrier with her bare hands, her nails were ripped out, and all her fingers twisted.
Her wrist dangled as blood seeped out.
Kuran saw an opportunity and turned to widen the distance.
But he couldn’t move.
"Ah, it's done."
A voice filled with ecstasy rang out.
Crunch—crunch—crack—snap— Crunch—crunch—creak—screech— Snap—crunch—crack—
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The sound of skin being peeled away. The sound ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ of bones grinding. The sound of tough flesh being chewed.
It bound his feet. It stopped his breath.
Cold sweat ran down his back. He forgot to swallow, and saliva dripped out.
Instinct rang in his ears.
It screamed not to look back.
But his body didn’t listen.
Slowly, his head turned.
His body, legs, and entire form moved to find the source of the sound.
And then...
He saw it.
The demon, tearing its own skin, gripping the blade of the greatsword with its bony hands.
It wasn’t breathing but spitting blood.
It ripped out the neck of an organization member.
And laughed joyously.
The sound of teeth grinding echoed.
His trembling legs dragged his body to the floor.
His terrified brain, unable to deny reality, stopped thinking.
The demon’s red eyes, glinting with madness, scanned its surroundings.
"This... this is how it feels..."
The demon’s mouth opened.
"Thought... more..."
"Ugh, AAAAAH!!!"
A subordinate running from behind.
Boom—
Exploded and died.
"Boss! D-don’t you escape!"
The head of the subordinate lying on the ground.
Crunch—
Cracked open.
"Fucking bitch!"
The body of the subordinate who swung the axe from behind.
Slash—
Split in two.
"Ahh... Thought... you... good... at this."
Tearing through the remaining subordinates’ bodies.
The demon, smiling happily, licked the blood on its lips and slowly walked toward me.
"Don't come..."
I raised my hand and shot ice.
It pierced the demon’s arm.
But it just laughed.
"Don't come!"
I shot ice again.
It pierced the demon’s leg.
But still, it laughed.
"Ugh, AAAAAAH!!!"
Ice, fire, wind.
The demon’s abdomen was torn open, its skin melted, and its flesh was shredded.
But still...
"Heh, heh... Heh... Doesn’t hurt... Big trouble..."
It laughed.
Step—step—
The demon, slowly lifting its feet, killed its subordinates without mercy.
Slowly.
It approached.
And then.
There was no more place to retreat.
Slap—
The demon stopped.
"Ha... why... fall? Maybe."
And then, it sat down.
"Cold?"
It met my gaze.
"Shall I cover you with a blanket?"
It smiled shyly.
