The Uncle and the Pitch Black Tracker (part 5)
“Dammit! You bastards!!”
I couldn’t see his enraged figure at all . He had completely disappeared from my field of view, nothing was left .
I still was trying to ward off his fists desperately, but this was my limit .
My eyelids were heavy . If they closed, I’m afraid I would not wake up again .
My oral cavity was filled with a sweet and salty taste, it wasn’t just pure blood taste . I felt like the gas I was breathing in was burning hot .
I couldn’t even give him a fatal wound, and I had reached my limits . So losing was just a matter of time .
But I needed to hold on .
Sounds of footsteps approached me .
I opened my mouth, but sounds wouldn’t come out .
This body did not belong to me any longer . It relied on his original accumulated experience of countless battles to fight independently . I had no way of interfering with it . RIght now, I was only a tool of battle .
But there was only one thing, only one thing I had to shout no matter what .
I tried my hardest to transmit my will .
Please, please, I beg you my throat .
May your voice come out, I beg you!!
“He’a, he’a . ”
The only thing that came out in response was the sound of my rough breathing .
That man’s attack style did not have a fixed pattern . It was pure oppression . Using pure speed and strength, I had no way of predicting what he was doing . Gradually, the holes in my defense appeared as he continued to attack .
Gradually, this body reached its critical point .
Although I didn’t feel the pain, the wounds couldn’t just be wiped away . My movements slowed down terribly .
Even if I used hatred and bitterness to fuel my body, there was a limit .
Soon, that limit would not be enough for that man .
But for now, I cannot fall .
“Hu’a, sisi . ”
My voice sounded like it was leaking air . I couldn’t say anything .
I had drawn my sword of LIttle Elan, so no matter what, I needed to protect her . Jinwen had already called to Little Hairball, and Mademoiselle Specter could not be touched, but she could lead the way .
Right now, I needed to send a signal to Little Hairball who didn’t know the way .
I need to say something .
This is my battle, me and this body’s battle .
Every time my eyes moved to see Little Elan trembling on the ground, my anger incessantly poured out . One year before, she had jumped into my arms while crying, rubbing my whole body with blood . At that time, I had sworn to protect her . Since then, I had always repated constantly that I will be by your side Little Elan, I definitely won’t make you cry .
Because a crying face does not suit you one bit .
Not at all .
Carolina too . Suddenly calling me master . I said that I would teach you battle experience . I said you would be safe while you ahd a master . I taught you about the dangers of the outside world, but I didn’t have time to teach how you to respond to them . It seems that I have broken this promise .
Even so, you still haven’t complained about me, supporting this fight to the final moment .
Little Hairball is goodMadmoiselle Specter is goodJinwen is good . But I have no way of protecting anything .
Sorry, I can no longer stay by your side .
If I could, I would wish for nothing else . Since I had come to this world and had found something I could do, I believed that I wouldn’t lose the things around me again .
I was crying as I shouted out .
It truly is shameful . A twenty-six year old person crying in this situation .
“Take Little Elan and Carolina and run!!!”
Using all of my string to cry out, I revealed a gap and I was sent flying .
I did not feel anything . My surroundings had all gone black
Had my eyes gone bad? Ma, ruined is ruined .
I could sense that the rubble and the ruined wall next to me .
I didn’t know how much magic I had left . I let go of all my breath .
Damn thing, take me far away from them!!
My body, which had bent sent flying was in an instant returned next to the man . Even if I couldn’t see anything I still cut down .
The sounds of footsteps moved farther and farther away .
“You bastard!! Hero impersonator, you will die like Leon!!”
A fist came flying at me . I had no time to dodge . My entire left arm was destroyed . It swung back and forth from my shoulder uselessly .
Ah, so I will die here .
But it’s not a problem . I am a weapons shop uncle . Even passerbys will come to death .
I am but a tiny heretic who is going to be purged by a hero from the Expedition Regiment .
No, I am a powerless soul reincarnated into someone else’s body, not even a real citizen of this world .
Thus, my death in this world can be said to be meaningless . No one will remember me, no one will care .
Even if it was like that, I needed to——
My final slash, the angle and timing were not too bad .
If my final attack were abnormal, I would be very sad .
Then, with a cracking sound, my sword shattered .
The back of my head received a strong attack, and my body powerlessly lay paralyzed on the ground . My head was pressed heavily against the ground, and my nasal cavities were filled with blood .
He slowly picked up my broken sword and used the pointed, jagged break to point at my neck .
You beat me, you bastard tracker .