I don’t want to be the God of War
9 Robin’s Trouble

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Allie, who was too surprised to react, noticed this and her expression changed drastically.

"Qing Yang! Come back quickly!"

Allie's voice almost turned into a sob. She must have imagined a cruel future in her mind. However, those imaginations were completely contrary to reality…

The Naga waved her arm! Almost at the same time, its tail swept over, not leaving Qing Yang any time to catch his breath.

As long as he was hit, with the fragile human body, he would definitely be blasted into pieces.

Moreover, if he didn't have any equipment on him, it was even more so.

However, what was surprising was that the Naga's attack did not hit Qing Yang at all.

" How is this possible?!"

Ellie stared at Qing Yang in disbelief.

"How did he do it…"

As the Naga's attacks were all focused on Qingyang, Kulun and the soldiers could catch their breath.

"I can't believe it. Is that really a human action?”

Cullen was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

In Qing Yang's eyes, his opponent's movements seemed to have stopped. If one were to use the words of a martial artist, this could be said to be a realm of martial arts-still as water! Even among martial artists who had spent their entire lives cultivating, only a very small number of people could learn it.

By seeing the particles of breathing, one could grasp the flow of air and comprehend everything. However, the people of the Sippus Continent knew very well that the name of this ability was the Divine Eye," Heavenly Eye."

Allie's soft voice disappeared into thin air.

"This way!"

The spear that Qing Yang threw was easily knocked down by the Naga, but it still successfully attracted its attention. Even though the Naga waved her arms, she could not even touch a single hair of Qing Yang.

In the eyes of the people, they would definitely exclaim repeatedly, right? It was a superb skill without any unnecessary movements, but Qing Yang's forehead was covered in sweat.

The fatigue accumulated from climbing the mountain, as well as the extreme tension brought about by the life-and-death battle, caused Qing Yang's physical strength to rapidly drain.

However, even under such circumstances, Qing Yang still continued to dodge the Naga's attacks. Was it abnormal because of excessive fear?

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Yo! It's quite powerful, isn't it?"

The Naga, who was being toyed with by Qing Yang, instantly stopped.

Although he couldn't be sure if it could understand human language, it had indeed stopped attacking.

"B-B-B-B!”

" What did you say?!"

Whitey, who had been holding its breath and waiting for an opportunity, suddenly dashed out from Qing Yang's side. The speeding figure was like a bullet, its sharp claws cutting through space and crossing with the Naga.

As soon as Little White landed on the ground, blood spurted out of the Naga's neck like a water spout. The staggering girl with a huge body would definitely not let go of this great opportunity!

"Leave the rest to me!"

The Flame Emperor was wrapped in raging flames that burned the air. When the heat wave reached the Naga, Allie's figure completely disappeared from the monster's vision. There was a sudden explosion behind the Naga.

When Qing Yang realized that it was Ellie's masterpiece, he immediately picked up the spear and threw it out. Then, he picked up another spear and threw it with all his might! This time, they were not knocked down again. The two spears seemed to be sucked in and pierced straight into the Naga's chest.

Fresh blood spurted out of the Naga's mouth as it struggled and rolled on the ground in panic. Then the monster suddenly stopped. It seemed to have noticed. Only his upper body was still moving.

Not far away, the lower body of the Naga was surrounded by flames. The Naga roared. It was a sorrowful cry that shook even the air. A strong, nauseating stench drifted along with the wind to where Qing Yang was.

"Oh…"

Just as Qing Yang couldn't help but rub his nose, his eyes caught Ellie's figure. Allie leaped into the air with her back facing the sun. The Flame Emperor in her hand was ready to attack.

"I'll free you now!"

The Flame Emperor's sword left a sharp cut on the Naga's body. The Naga's body was instantly split into two, and the evaporated blood turned into white fog that covered its entire body.

Perhaps it was already dead, but the monster didn't let out a mournful cry. Only its huge body was lying quietly on the ground, surrounded by flames.

"Qing Yang!"

When he noticed Allie running towards him, Qing Yang wanted to hug her with open arms, but his body did not listen to him at all. Was it because his nervousness had subsided in one breath? Or was it because he had accumulated fatigue to the limit? Qing Yang himself did not know.

Qing Yang's body was like a puppet with a broken string. His knees gave way and he fell limply to the ground.

"Qing Yang, pull yourself together…Kulun, quickly come over! Qingyang, he…Qingyang, he…"

Seeing Ellie looking at him with worry, Qing Yang tried to respond to her. However, although Qing Yang opened his mouth, he did not make a sound. His consciousness gradually became hazy, and his vision began to fade. Qing Yang felt the comfortable sensation on his head and slowly sank into the dark abyss.

At the same time, Robin, who was heading south, also encountered a " problem ". The reason was the army that had appeared in front of them.

The heavy armored infantrymen lined up in a straight line, blocking the way. Behind them, there were also heavy armored cavalrymen waiting in formation.

"It appeared so quickly! Moreover, they actually sent 2,000 people to deal with less than 200 soldiers? These people are really shameless!"

"And they didn't even hang the flag."

Hearing the adjutant's words, Robin nodded. There was no emblem on the enemy that could prove their identity.

"Well, it must be so that if the nobles and dukes have any complaints, he can find an excuse to escape, right?”

Are you planning to pretend to be a thief and take action? Speaking of which, there are too many people.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time before an envoy walked to Robin's side.

The other party was probably afraid that Robin and the others would remember his appearance, so he deliberately wore a hood and could not see his expression. Robin narrowed his eyes and revealed a cold gaze. Only then did the messenger slowly speak.

"May I ask if Her Highness is here?"

"Do you think I'll tell you without knowing what your purpose is?”

"And you are?"

"Robin Giltaton."

"Oh…Are you the Monster Hunter?”

Hearing the messenger call him by his alias, Robin glared back, displeasure written all over his face.

"Hmph, is that what you want to know?”

"Heh, that's true. It doesn't matter if you know or not.”

The messenger raised his hand.

"I'll make it short. As long as the princess was handed over, the soldiers present would be able to keep their lives.”

"Okay, I understand…Do you think I'll agree to it?”

"So, you don't intend to hand over the princess?”

Hearing the messenger's words, Robin let out a cold laugh from his nose, and a provocative smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey, I haven't said a word, and you're getting louder and louder? We are only the princess 'personal guards, so you'd better pay attention to your manners.”

"Unfortunately, I haven't learned how to be polite to people like you. Please teach me…Sir."

Robin looked at him, and the corners of the messenger's mouth instantly changed into a smile that was filled with cruelty and malice.

"Young man, mind your manners."

The messenger waved his hand, and the infantry troops behind him immediately dispersed from the left and right, while the cavalry troops filed out from the middle.

"Ha, you were planning to kill us from the beginning, right?”

"I originally planned to leave at least one alive.”

"Bastard!"

After saying that fiercely, Robin looked away from the messenger and looked at the cavalry that was charging at him.

There was still some distance to go.

Robin's gaze returned to its original position, his eyes filled with a violent aura.

"Anyway, I'll kill you now!”

Robin thrust the spear in his hand with all his might, but the attack was ineffective.

"Wha…what!"

The messenger easily blocked Robin's attack.

The messenger held a sword decorated with beautiful gold and silver ornaments.

"What's there to be surprised about?"

"Is that…an elven weapon?"

Elves preferred clean water. In rare cases, they would create crystals that represented their own nature.

It was an incomparably beautiful crystal, and its dazzling light was not inferior to that of a gemstone. People called it the Elven Stone with respect.

In the territory of the Empire, three to seven Elven Stones were found every year.

Even the vast empires only had this amount, and some countries could not collect it at all.

Because of this, the rarer an item was, the more valuable it was, and the price would rise year after year.

Just one elven stone could be exchanged for a lifetime of wealth.

Even now, the people who owned the Elven Stone were limited to the royal family or those who were related to the royal family.

"Where did you get that thing?”

"I don't have to tell you."

A series of crackling sounds rang out.

Robin looked at the spear, only to see that the tip of the spear had already begun to freeze.

"Pfft!"

He immediately threw away his spear and drew his sword from his waist. The cavalrymen behind Robin raised their spears, and the infantrymen drew their swords and prepared themselves. However, if they fought head-on against an opponent with an elven weapon, Robin's side would be at a disadvantage.

The other party's combat ability should be very high, and with the support of the sprite, his physical ability would be greatly improved. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to catch Robin's spear so easily.

Robin let out a sigh of relief and began to think.

Just as Robin's mind was filled with the thought of killing the messenger in front of him, the enemy cavalry had already arrived.

This time, they probably couldn't escape the fate of being wiped out.

Robin raised his sword high and shouted loudly,"

"Everyone! Don't save your comrades even if they fall! Don't look back, just keep running forward!”

"Oh!"

"Attack!"

After waving his sword, Robin kicked his horse's belly and took the lead in galloping across the plains.

However, when he passed by the messenger,

"Why, is it over just like this?"

The emissary's bored complaints were firmly transmitted into Robin's ears.

However, in order to live and meet his master again, the current situation did not allow him to turn back.

Robin suppressed the unwillingness that surged up and turned his regret into a voice. He roared with all his might,

"Comrades, we must follow even if we have to risk our lives!”

"Oh, oh!"

An imposing roar sounded from the scene. Only a hundred cavalrymen and fifty infantrymen followed, and the wagons were left on the spot. The cavalry led by Robin immediately clashed with the enemy's heavy cavalry.

"Drink!"

Robin first snatched the spear from the enemy's hands, then knocked the enemy's heavy cavalry off their horses.

"Centurion Robin! The follow-up troops have been isolated!"

The adjutant beside Robin shouted.

The cavalry and infantry at the rear were heavily surrounded by the enemy's heavy armored cavalry. They were being suppressed on one side.

Robin's usual training methods for them were definitely not empty promises. He was also confident that he would not lose to the First Royal Army in terms of proficiency. However, other than being outnumbered, it was even more disadvantageous against the heavy cavalry. Back then, in order to effectively utilize mobility, our side only had light equipment.

"Leave them behind!"

Robin could only make this decision decisively. After all, their forces were overwhelmingly insufficient.

It was impossible to successfully save him. Even so, the adjutant did not seem to give up hope. He said,

"It's not too late!"

"Haven't you seen the situation?”

"But, but! They were important personal guards entrusted by His Highness!”

"They are also my subordinates! Don't make me say it again!"

The adjutant did not say anything else. No, to be precise, he could not say anything more.

Robin's face was filled with anger. Robin had a devilish expression on his face as he raised his spear and stabbed it at the oncoming enemy. The spear broke. Every time he broke a spear, he would snatch another from the enemy and kill them.

"Get out of the way! Small fries, don't block the way!"

"Are you a 'ghost'? You're quite capable! Let me practice my skills!"

One of the enemy soldiers said happily as he caught up with Robin.

This heavy armored cavalryman had a purple cloth wrapped around his arm, which was the mark of a centurion.

"So noisy!"

Robin held the spear horizontally and threw it with all his strength.

"Wugu!"

The breastplate that was pierced by the spear was deformed, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Centurion, Centurion Quilt!"

The heavily armored cavalryman at the side didn't even have time to finish his words before his head was cut off.

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