## Chapter 219 – Holy War Troops
Mariel, arms crossed and baring her teeth, spoke in a fierce tone.
“That’s right. It’s a condition.”
“What condition?”
A condition?
“…I want to fight you with proper martial arts.”
“What the hell? I only accept sword fights, you bastard.”
It seemed like she was asking me to drop my weapon and fight because she thought she would lose. To be sure, that martial arts instructor wasn’t an easy opponent to deal with if I didn’t use the Chief’s Swordsmanship.
Mariel’s flashy kicks were tricky to respond to.
I ended up winning, but that was all thanks to the sword.
After all, I’m a swordsman.
If a martial artist fights with fist and foot techniques, it’s only natural and common sense for me to fight with a sword.
“So you’re saying you’ll make it a condition.”
“Not even worth listening to. The Heavenly Demon doesn’t fight cowards. If you want to challenge me, challenge me at my best, in my best condition.”
From the start, it was so pathetic for her to challenge a swordsman to a martial arts fight that I was on the verge of tears. She didn’t even have the basics as a martial artist. It was like the Fist King challenging the Sword Saint and asking him to drop his weapon.
In the end, this was all it was.
Having a true martial artist and a battle where we risked our souls was just a dream.
“Asking a swordsman to drop his weapon and fight, jeez. I’m speechless.”
Anyway, I had an excuse to get out of it.
I wasn’t some battle maniac, and there was no reason to fight a martial arts instructor who looked like she could throw down. I usually don’t fight unless it’s profitable. My violence has monetary value.
You could say it’s an asset.
Using personal abilities for free is a loss.
Of course, beating up Serka provides extreme pleasure, so I’m willing to pour out violence even while squeezing in personal time. But not Mariel. Because if we fought purely with fist and foot techniques, I might lose.
A capable warrior is one who doesn’t fight losing battles.
“You’re quite familiar with martial arts for a swordsman!”
Mariel said something nice, which made me feel a little better.
Certainly, my Taekwondo, Chief’s Fist Technique, and Heavenly Demon Divine Art were extraordinary, transcendent martial arts. Mariel seemed a bit slow, but she had an eye for talent.
“Of course.”
“Then it would be good to compete… No, I don’t know why I’m asking you! You rude barbarian! Accept my challenge now!”
“Holy shit.”
Should I just run away?
No. My pride wouldn’t allow it.
And I already seemed to be caught up in the fighting spirit, so I couldn’t avoid it no matter what. I sighed deeply and said to Mariel, who was exuding a spirited aura.
“Alright, let’s hear your condition. What do you want?”
“It’s simple. If I win, you come to the Martial Arts Guild, apologize for your past atrocities, and pay damages.”
“Are you crazy? You guys were the ones who did wrong first, you know? Why would I apologize for that? Is the perpetrator asking the victim for compensation now?”
“Nonsense! It was entirely your fault!”
“You son of a bitch, talk some sense! If you’re going to spout nonsense, spout it in your mom’s bed!”
“Shut up! If you’re a man, come at me!”
“You crazy bitch! Then what if I win!”
Enraged, I suppressed my surging impulses and shouted.
A condition that would offset the penalty of dropping my sword.
I had to hear it.
“You can do whatever you want to me!”
Mariel said confidently!
“Wh-What! You can do anything you want!”
“That’s right! That’s the condition! So put away your sword! And fight me!”
I put away my sword.
With that kind of condition, I was definitely willing to fight.
But before starting, there was one more thing to agree on.
“Hey, Mariel.”
“Are you thinking of starting?”
“Wait a minute. I dropped my weapon like you said. Then shouldn’t you take off those boots to make it fair?”
The long boots Mariel was wearing were made for combat, and they were so hard that even a sword couldn’t penetrate them properly.
It hurt like hell when I got hit.
So it’s considered a weapon.
Since I dropped my sword, it’s only right for her to take off her boots.
If she doesn’t accept this, I’m just going to start swinging my sword.
“…That’s true. I’ll take them off.”
Mariel, who had been thinking for a moment, began to take off her boots.
ㅡSwish.
Pale thighs were revealed outside the cheongsam, followed by calves. As expected, she had firm and healthy legs, probably because she specialized in leg techniques.
Of course, not comparable to Claudia.
Slowly. Mariel, who had taken off one boot, gently set it down and tried to take off the other shoe while stepping on the ground barefoot.
When that boot was about half off.
“You’re dead now! You crazy bitch!”
“Wh-What?!”
I am the one who (pierces the gap), Kim Kat.
A true warrior never lets their guard down in front of the enemy or shows weakness. They always look for the best opportunity, and if they judge that they can win, they move forward without any hesitation.
They don’t hesitate, they don’t waver.
That is the macho Kim Kat who walks the path of the Unholy.
“Kim Kat Drop Kiiiiiiiiickㅡ!!!!”
For me, a surprise attack was like everyday life!
I shouted with explosive anger and delivered a dropkick!
“Oof, ack. Kyaaaaaaack!!!!”
ㅡThwack!
Amazing impact!
Mariel, who was unable to defend or evade because she was taking off her boots, was hit by my intense, fatal blow that gathered even the fine wrinkles of my balls, and flew away!
“Cough!! Th-This, such a cowardly!”
“Dare! To discuss cowardice in front of the Heavenly Demon!”
ㅡHeavenly Demon Advent Movement.
Immediately using the ultimate footwork, I ran towards Mariel, who was trying to get up. To win, you must not be picky about means and methods, and once you have seized the offensive, you must pour out a relentless attack until the enemy falls, that was the teaching of the Heavenly Demon Cult!
“Wa, wait a minute…”
“Words are unnecessary! If you’re a martial artist, give it your all!”
“What kind of martial artist ambushes people!”
ㅡKkieeeeeeeeeeck!!!
I kicked Mariel, who was screaming and trying to get up.
ㅡThwack!
“Kehek!”
“Get up! Get up and fight! Are the martial artists of your Martial Arts Guild only this much!”
“Kuk…! Gi, Give me time to get up…!”
“Too many words!”
Unless you’re someone who lives with extreme preparation from the start, most people are helpless in the face of a surprise attack. No matter how skilled you are, you can’t live in constant tension every single day.
Anything is first strike wins, and there’s no match for a surprise attack.
The sin of forgetting the most basic combat manual despite coming to fight.
“That is your downfall.”
“Kahak!”
Mariel couldn’t come to her senses from my attack. ㅡArhat Kick. It was very easy to trample on an already fallen opponent. My kick hit, and Mariel screamed.
“Asura Blood Breaking Fist.”
I slam my fist into her thigh.
Without boots, her defense was zero.
“Kyaeuuuuck!!!”
Ignoring Mariel, who was yelling that I was a coward, I unleashed the best fist and foot techniques and slammed in extreme damage. Of course, she was a mana user, so she didn’t get completely wrecked right away.
Despite being hit by a tsunami of all kinds of martial arts, her durability was considerable, and she didn’t give up easily.
“Blood Heaven Asura Kick! Get up! Don’t kneel! If you’re a martial artist, fight to the end!”
“What nonsense…!”
Eventually, Mariel, who had been rolling around, succeeded in getting up.
Good! Finally, we can have a proper match!
A transcendent fighting spirit, as if taking out the brain, throwing it into a jar filled with courage and confidence, and shaking it wildly, boiled over!
“I didn’t know you would be so rude! But it ends here! I’ll show you what I’m made of!”
A voice confident of victory.
Mariel rushed in with a terrifying momentum and threw a kick.
ㅡBut.
“Slow.”
In her already tattered state, she could never face me.
“Heavenly Demon.”
I don’t dodge.
I don’t deflect.
“Heaven Splitting Palm.”
And so, I receive it head-on.
Towards the flying kick, I threw a punch. Of course, it was a soul-filled fist strike with meticulous calculation. Unlike Mariel, who was kicking barefoot, my hand was protected by an iron gauntlet.
At the moment of impact, I concentrate mana.
ㅡKwaang!
And the resulting outcome is extremely natural and correct.
“Kya, kyaeuk…!”
Gauntlet and bare foot collided intensely.
Mariel’s face twisted horribly.
“You crazy bastard. Why would you kick iron with your foot.”
“Kuh… Uwaaah!!”
Mariel, grabbing her foot, fell over and began to roll on the floor, screaming in pain. Her foot was swollen red. It looked so painful that even I was taken aback.
“Hey, hey. Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot?”
I asked, feeling a little sympathetic at the sight.
“Kuh… Aaaack!! M-My foot! It hurts so much…!”
“Oh my god. It looks really painful.”
The match was over.
It was my victory.
Although we met for not good reasons, if we exchanged fists, the grudges would disappear and we would become true friendsㅡ
ㅡI don’t believe that at all.
I have to fulfill the condition.
“Anyway, I won.”
“That’s impossible…!”
Mariel swallowed a groan with a face that seemed very aggrieved. Of course, to her, who had been ambushed, I couldn’t help but look cowardly.
But that was just a weak excuse from the loser.
What if this was a real battle?
Mariel would have died a long time ago.
I was just educating a martial artist who had no sense of reality.
True warriors never argue about such things. Mistakes and carelessness. That is directly linked to death, and warriors always live enduring such things.
It was natural for me to win.
“What’s impossible? I won. Anyway, now I do as I please?”
Then I’ll just fulfill the original condition.
“Wh-What! What are you planning to do to me!”
“Hehehe…”
Mariel convulsed and covered her meager chest with both hands even as she writhed in pain. I reached out to her and grabbed her waist.
“Kya, kyaaaaack!!!”
A scream erupted.
But I have no intention of being lenient.
The condition is absolute.
ㅡSwish.
I groped in my pocket and took out my wallet.
ㅡClatter.
Hmm, a heavy sound was heard.
“…?”
Mariel opened her eyes slightly and looked at me.
“What. You said I could do whatever I want, right?”
So, according to the condition, I freely take the wallet.
I opened the wallet, and oh shit! Silver coins were visible!
How many silver coins! One, two, three… four?!
My mood improved transcendentally, and I immediately supported Mariel and helped her up.
“Wh-What is this…?”
“Hey, are you okay? Your foot might be broken. Go to the hospital quickly.”
I said in a kind tone to Mariel, who was confused.
It was a huge wallet with at least 4 silver in it.
It was natural to be kind.
“Don’t tell me, doing whatever you want means…?”
“Hey, hey! A patient shouldn’t be talking! Go to the hospital quickly! And you fought really well! You were a real master! Wow, I could have lost if I made a slight mistake! Anyway, I’m going!”
First of all, being defeated by a swordsman with fist and foot techniques must have been quite damaging to her pride. Since I also got 4 silver, I could say a few nice words to such a woman.
After saying a few nice words like that, I picked up the shoes she had taken off, brought them to her, and then went on my way.
Ah, damn it.
I got unexpected money from a place I didn’t expect.
“Th-This damn it! What have I done!”
I heard Mariel shouting in frustration from behind.
The loser’s cry was always good to hear, like outdated jazz.
“Heavenly Demon of the barbarians! I will never forget this humiliation! I will win next time, so prepare to apologize and wait!”
“Yeah, our Mariel, cheer up. I’ll use this money well for world peace.”
“Aaaack!!!”
Should I go to Jongno?
Should I go to Myeongdong?
“Should I go to Cheongnyangri instead…”
In a very good mood, I sang loudly and headed to Elise’s accommodation. The original purpose was to tell Elise about the bandit group.
Well, should I eat with her with the money I extorted?
She’ll be happy if I say I beat up and stole from the heretics on the way.
“I’m standing on the street corner of Euljiro.”
