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Chapter 4 of 10

Chapter 4

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My body moved as if it were a lie.

Whether the opponent was wearing leather armor or iron armor, I aimed for the gaps and pierced them one after another.

There was no waste in that movement at all.

Clearly, I was moving by my own will, but it didn’t feel like my body.

Probably, my mind hadn’t caught up with the specs of my profession. This was my first combat experience, after all.

I had killed ten soldiers in quick succession. Thanks to that, the area around me became a little safer.

"Lord Alstorod, did you become this skilled with the sword...?"

"I can’t believe it myself, but we have to push through like this! We’re heading to the front lines!"

Believing that my profession, Oda Nobunaga, was on par with a magic swordsman, I charged forward.

The purpose was to attack us, so there were countless enemies. However, to be honest, they all moved slowly, and I didn’t think they could hit me.

—Of course. Only those who have the qualifications to stop a tyrant can do so. Akechi Mitsuhide, who killed Oda Nobunaga, ruled the land for three days, but he did rule it.

Sure enough, I heard a voice inside me. It was probably related to my profession. It wasn’t as if my consciousness was being taken over, so it didn’t matter.

It was probably the name of some hero from another world. I could sense it.

Well, it’s fine. What I need now is to get back alive from here.

I went to Laviara’s side and patted her shoulder gently.

"Stay here. I’ll go down and come back, I promise."

"I, I understand..."

Laviara seemed a bit confused but said she understood. She probably wanted to fight by my side.

I continued to advance.

I jumped into the group climbing the stairs leading to the gate and cut them down one by one. The enemies who fell hit others, causing them to fall as well. Good, they’re falling like a landslide.

I must have killed fifty already. If I kill a few more times that number, the enemies will be intimidated. If I can make them think it’s impossible, we’ll win.

I can do that much. My body isn’t tired at all.

"I, Alstorod, will crush those who climb the gate! You, kill all who have entered the fort!"

The soldiers, who had been flustered by his voice, began to regain their spirit.

"Right, we can do it! Lord Alstorod is with us!"

Good, I count on you. If the number of enemies doesn’t increase, we can exterminate them.

I killed the enemies in front of the gate.

Since they were climbing the stairs, I sometimes kicked them down.

"What a rough way to fight!"

The enemy who couldn’t attack retorted.

Rough? I don’t care. There are no rules in a fight for your life. You also betrayed our soldiers, didn’t you?

I heard the sound of the gate closing behind me. It seemed they had managed to repair it as an emergency measure.

Once I clear out the enemies in front, the situation will be under control.

I charged forward.

I’ll show you the power of my profession.

I can clearly see where to strike to kill.

Get out of the way, commoners.

I’m a man with the blood of a viscount—no, a man who has inherited the power of a tyrant.

The enemies’ screams continued. They just kept coming.

Blood splattered with every swing of my sword.

I approached and stabbed the one who was trying to cast a fireball.

I jumped onto the one who was trying to stab with a spear and cut off his head as I landed.

With my power alone, the battle situation gradually changed.

I don’t know how many I killed, but I think I killed about 150.

With this, I could probably drive the enemies back. I’m not sure of the details, but it’s definitely thanks to my profession. Otherwise, I would have been killed after cutting down twenty.

I reached the base of the fort. The enemies were already starting to retreat, so I could probably return to the fort now.

However, I heard a familiar voice.

"I can still fight..."

Laviara had come out of the gate to fight.

Moreover, she was surrounded by enemies, and her clothes were torn. She had taken quite a risk. She was usually good with a bow, but she had deliberately engaged in close combat.

"I’m coming to Lord Alstorod..."

Idiot! I told you to wait at the fort! You said you would wait!

Well, I can’t help it.

I’ve known her since I was born, and she was always a bit bigger than me.

I charged forward with my sword in hand.

"Don’t touch Laviara!"

I can’t lose Laviara here!

Before the enemy soldiers could attack Laviara—

I swung my sword horizontally with all my might.

—Special Ability [Tyrant’s Pride] activated. Attack power doubles when protecting one’s possession.

Another cheat special ability... I’ve practiced swordsmanship, but this means four times the normal power...

The influence of the power was so strong that the sword I swung glowed red—by the time I realized it, the enemy soldier’s body was cut in half from the torso.

The lower half, no longer supported by the torso, slowly fell.

"Four times, that’s really impossible..."

The remaining enemy soldiers were visibly terrified. At that point, it was as good as a win, but I wanted to ensure Laviara’s safety.

"Ah... a, a monster—"

I then killed the remaining enemies. The blade was a bit dull. The special ability seemed to only work temporarily, but one hit was enough.

"Laviara, are you okay?"

"Lord Alstorod... I’m sorry, I was just too scared to leave you alone..."

"Well, the lecture can wait. I’m glad you’re safe."

I gently reached out to Laviara’s back.

She was warm. She was alive. I had protected Laviara.

"I’m glad... that Lord Alstorod is alive..."

Laviara cried, saying she was glad I was alive.

"Hey, you were the one in danger..."

"Because you went out alone to close the gate... I was so worried, so worried..."

Now that you mention it, that was a suicidal move.

"I’m sorry. Since we’re at it, when we calm down, use a healing spell on me."

I patted Laviara’s back.

But, the special ability I used earlier, it said something like "when protecting one’s possession"...

So, to me, Laviara is a childhood friend and a possession...

I felt strangely embarrassed and hugged her tighter to hide it.

"Lord Alstorod, that hurts."

"I don’t want to lose Laviara."

"Laviara isn’t going anywhere."

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