Volume 5 Chapter 38 Order Of The Sealed Dragon - Full Beating In Front Of Headquarters
One after another, the Order of the Sealed Dragon members attacked.
Each used high-quality weapons and moved like trained fighters, targeting Horace.
Swords, spears, bows, and magic—they attacked in every way, but...
"Hmmm... you can't beat me with that 'uncertain heart.'"
Horace calmly dodged each attack.
Though many wielded weapons, none had real killing intent.
"Well, you're just following orders to attack me, right?"
"Of course. When Gai Gigant and Terra Disas appeared, you fought and stopped the chaos. You protected humans from invaders, just like us."
"I see. Your goal is noble."
Horace sighed.
If they're from the Order, they must be strong.
But they can only keep demi-humans out of human lands. They can't deal with those already hiding in human society.
Their mission is to defeat dragons and protect humans, but they don't seek personal glory.
Anyone who protects is fine. If I'm there, I'll fight, but if someone else does it, I'll respect them.
"Such idealistic thinking. Is this in your holy scripture or something?"
"Some teachings are outdated, but we believe we're doing what's needed for this age."
"I see. So you treat 'past teachings' as 'history,' not 'old tales.' It's sad to hear..."
Even as they talked, the attacks kept coming, and Horace dodged with just his sword.
"But... it's pathetic."
"!"
"Well, it's pointless to say more. You should've had a boss with a bigger view."
As he deflected attacks, Horace switched his sword to his left hand and stabbed it into the ground.
In that moment, the ground, air, and magic shook.
"Guh, ugh!"
"Ugh..."
By flowing magic into the body, physical abilities improve.
In other words, the 'state of magic in the body' directly affects 'body quality.'
Disturbing magic in this state causes intense nausea and vomiting—something Horace knows well.
It's not about training. Forcibly disrupting an opponent's magic is like shaking their entire body, especially for those who use magic to boost strength.
No damage is needed.
If the body's magic isn't strong, one can't withstand Horace's attack.
"Now, only you're left."
Horace looked at the commander giving orders.
"Guh, hey! What are you all doing! Get up and kill him!"
"Don't be ridiculous. You're like after the defeated fifth party—it's impossible."
"What are you saying!"
"You saw my attack earlier. If you don't get it, that's fine. The one I need is behind you. If you can't stop me, I'll just pass through."
"Huh, don't mess with me!"
"I'm not messing with you."
Horace took a step forward.
Just that made the commander tremble.
"What's wrong? You're the commander, not a soldier, right? If your sword is just for show, as a commander, shouldn't you call for help if your soldiers are down?"
"Guh..."
"Hmm? Ah... did you think you could handle it alone and got overconfident, or is it that only a few know about this attack, so you can't call for help? So it's both, huh?"
While talking, Horace seemed to hit the truth.
Attacking Horace wasn't a unanimous decision within the Order.
A few commanders were secretly chosen for this raid, and the man in front got carried away, thinking he was enough.
"Ugh, shut up! Don't act so arrogant, young fool!"
"Battles aren't decided by old men's likes or dislikes."
"No, they are! That's how the world works!"
"I see. Well, your opinion doesn't matter."
Horace walked.
"Think about how you act. No matter what 'tricks' you try, they'll only look 'ugly.'"
"Shut up! Stop right there! This isn't a place for you!"
"What decides that isn't your words or rules. It's your strength."
"S-strength..."
Power, money, and science—all can be linked to 'strength.'
Horace doesn't mind making himself an enemy. Since he's a monster, following the 'great principle' is fine.
But without strength, it means nothing.
No, there's no right to even discuss it.
"Get out. Go hide in the 'paradise of the weak and losers' who only flatter the strong, and never come back."
Horace walked past the commander's side.
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