Main Character Hides His Strength

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She conjured up some courage and slowly approached Sajators.
Kruut stopped breathing and simply watched his granddaughter’s back getting ready to use the one alchemic bomb he hand in his hands.

Sajators made no response.
She couldn’t even feel his breathing, so Clarise swallowed deeply and raised her axe high into the air.
She was actually quite proficient with axes.
She had received special education during her youth which allowed her physical stats to be outstanding, not to mention her time in the slaughterhouse after her family fell on hard times.
Once she even managed to split the head of the Great Jungle Alligator, who had skin as hard as stone, in one blow.

She recalled those experiences and swung her axe with all her might.

Swish-

An arrowhead flew past her hair.

“There! It’s them!”

Four boats appeared from within the reed forest.
They seemed to be bandits or thieves judging by their appearances.

“That bitch has George ‘Reformed’ Hunt’s axe!”

One of the bandits shouted while pointing his finger toward Clarise.

“Gwuh…”

The golem that had been following boat discovered the enemies and began to move quickly.
The bandits were shocked by the sudden appearance of this golem, and hurriedly rowed backwards in an attempt to retreat, but only ended up getting caught with their backs exposed.

“Whiiing”

The saw a blade attached to one of the remaining arm of the golem began to spin precipitously.
Unfortunately, its arm broke off on its own suddenly as it was about to split the bandits’ boat in two.

“Gwuuuh…”

The reason was simple.
Sungchul’s power was too strong.
The golem had one arm remaining only in appearances, but in reality, it had sustained enough damage to only keep it attached.
Its power core displayed red lights.
This wasn’t revealed when it was slowly following the boat, but its sudden actions during battle revealed all of its frailties all at once.

The armless golem became unable to do anything before losing its life and sinking to the river floor.

“What… was that?”

The panicked bandits regained their courage.
They turned their boats around, but there was not much of a resistance.
Kruut’s group resisted with all of their might, but the bandits were experienced.
Kruut had many items given by Sungchul, but the bandits ambushed them from below the water overpowering them before Kruut could utilize a single item.
Clarise put up quite a resistance with her axe, but she was outnumbered from the start.
After a final struggle, the boat was taken.

Kruut squeezed out pained screams while being pinned under the boot of the bandits, and Clarise who put up quite the fight was bound tightly with a rope.
Sajators who had lost consciousness before the fight was forgotten in a corner of the boat.

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“What should we do with them?”

An emaciated bandit asked the rough looking man who appeared to be their leader.

“These bastards are the enemies of my good friend George ‘Reformed’ Hunt.
We can’t let them live.”

His rough face looked over at Clarise, Kruut, then Sajators respectively.

“Sell the girl to a Human Empire brothel, kill the others, then dump their bodies into the river.”

At that moment, one of the subordinates sounded with glee.

“Boss! There’s something amazing here! It’s all gold coins!”

“Gold coins?”

The box covered with leather at the head of the boat turned out to be filled to the brim with shiny gold coins.

“Aren’t these the Merchant Coalition gold coins? I’m in luck.”

The bandit boss revealed his missing teeth as he smiled widely.
The eyes of his underlings were filled with greed.

“So about that, boss.
Can we just play with the girl a little bit?”

“She was pretty strong from what I saw earlier.
Can you even handle her?”

“Ah… that…”

“Call over the Slave Hunter and break her first.
If we kill her family or acquaintance in front of her before, then it should be several times more effective.”

The bandits made cruel smiles at their boss’ words as they approached Kruut.

“This is all for the sake of my buddy, George ‘Reformed’ Hunt.”

One of the bandits raised his sword into the air.

“Gramps!”

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Clarise who was tied to the mast let out a sharp scream.
It was the most joyous of sounds to the bandits’ ears, but something out of their expectations occurred.
The man in a magician’s garb who they assumed was dead began to move.

Bloodied and his body covered with wounds, the man whose face had turned white as a sheet from fright let out a heavy pant from his lips.

The bandits who had been surprised at the man’s sudden appearance began to laugh, disregarding him after the initial shock, but in the next moment, the young man extended his hand out toward the bandits.
Their leader, a sharp-eyed bandit, could see that small magic formations were forming on the gems with a milky light strung up beneath the man’s cloak.

“Huh?”

At that moment one of the bandits tilted his head in confusion and an immeasurable force exploded out from Sajators’ entire body like a fan.

Scwick – Boom!
Crunch!

The bandits met their miserable deaths before they even realized what had occurred to them.
Not a single one of them was spared.

“Ugh… that damned bell…”

Sajators’ eyes lost its strength after having performed a feat of magic causing him to immediately collapse.

Kruut immediately freed Clarise, and she unconsciously approached Sajators.
She could still distinctly remember him trying to kill them, but it was undeniable that this incomprehensible young man had saved their lives.
Complex emotions that couldn’t really be explained passed by her heart.

After some turbulent waters, she knelt by his side and looked over his condition.

“Are… you alright?”

“W…water.
I need water.”

Sajators turned over his body and began to cough.
Dark blood was mixed in with his coughing fit.

Clarise popped open the waterskin she carried with her and brought it to his lips.

“Clarise.”

Kruut stood in front of Sajators and shook his head, but Clarise didn’t budge.
Sajators drank all of her water and closed his eyes.
He lowered his head down and spoke longingly as though he was dreaming.

“Eckheart… why did you not join us?”

Sajators lost consciousness with those words.
Kruut grabbed the axe and came to their side.
Clarise’s deep blue eyes stared blankly at the glinting blade of the axe.