BOOMM!!!
A loud explosion occurred. Smoke billowed high and covered the area. Azel and Black's figures could not be seen clearly. However an indifferent voice rang out from within the puff of smoke.
"Looks like I picked the wrong place. If you rampage here... the settlement will completely be destroyed."
After the smoke started to clear, an amazing sight could be seen. It was seen that Azel stood with an indifferent expression while holding the axe with the clasps of both of his hands. However, on the ground beneath the two, there was a wide crack like a spider's web.
It was just as 'that person' had said… the innate talent that described 'Gluttony' made its possessor the strongest knight.
Azel took a deep breath. He felt quite pleased and relieved. Holding his strength up to level 4 (initial), the young man resisted the black Minotaur's attack with just his physical strength. Imagining himself being blown away by overconfidence must have been a bit embarrassing.
'Then... let's find a more suitable place.'
Releasing the axe he was holding, Azel took one step back before leaping forward while spinning in the air. He did a 360 degree kick like a taekwondo expert right on Black's wrist. The creature immediately screamed in pain and let go of the axe in its hand.
"AAARRRGHH!!!"
Before Black could respond, Azel, who had just stepped on the ground, jumped forward again. The young man immediately swung his leg right at the black Minotaur's face. But before his right foot touched Black's face, he felt a large hand grabbing his ankle.
Before Azel tried to kick to escape, Black was circling around while roaring crazily. The creature then threw Azel with all its might.
BOOM!!!
The sound of explosions was heard again. Dust flew as several of the tents shattered as Azel 'flew' past them.
From the ruins of the tent, a young man figure stood up while stretching his neck. He stared at the black Minotaur standing over twenty meters away. Even though there were no wounds all over his body, Azel looked amazed.
"I really got flown," he said, patting the dust on his clothes.
Azel glanced at the beloved sword at his waist but finally shook his head lightly. Since his opponent was fighting without weapons or magic, he also wanted to do such a thing. With a relaxed expression, the young man rolled up his sleeves in turn.
Looking into the distance, it appears that Black is rampaging and attacking indiscriminately. Obviously in Berserk's uncontrolled state, he couldn't tell friend from foe. It disappointed Azel a little.
Many Minotaurs tried to stop him but were taken down easily instead. Azel took a swing before running. As he approached the crowd, the young man shouted, "Move."
Seeing the cleared road, Azel immediately jumped quickly. Before Black could react, the young man hooked his right arm around the creature's neck. With great strength plus the momentum of the jump, Azel slams the black Minotaur to the ground.
"FALL!"
BOOM!!!
Before the black Minotaur could stand up, Azel held one leg with both hands. Exerting his muscles and strength, the young man dragged the Minotaur which was several times bigger than his body. In the amazed gazes of the people, Black was actually floating while being spun by Azel at high speed.
Azel then cast Black in retaliation. Once again the sound of explosions was heard and some of the tents were destroyed. The young man immediately ran towards the place where the black Minotaur fell.
Before Black got up, Azel who had just arrived immediately stepped on his chest. It made him howl in pain.
"Really still holding on. What a tenacious resilience," Azel said while looking at the Minotaur trying to stand up.
Black tried to move the foot that had stepped on him but to no avail. Those legs really felt very heavy. He looked like the Monkey King who was being pressed down by a five finger mountain. Really can't do anything.
"Yeah... It's been quite a bit of moving around, I'm a bit tired. So the fun ends here."
With a gentle smile on his face, Azel used level 5 gravity magic while lightly stamping his foot on Black's chest. The area of fifty meters as he was at the center instantly collapsed. Web-like cracks appeared before the ground within the area completely shattered.
Seeing Black who was unconscious and then the area around where many tents were destroyed, the corners of Azel's lips twitched.
"It seems I went a bit overboard," muttered the young man.
***
Opening his eyes, Black found himself in the tent. Trying to get up, he felt pain all over his body.
"You awake, Black?"
Turning to the source of the sound, Black saw a seated chief watching him. Recalling the incident before he passed out, the black Minotaur was immediately startled.
'Tribal people ... What about tribal people, sir?'
"People?" The old minotaur tilted his head. "They're cleaning up the mess from your fight."
"Are they okay?"
"Of course not! They are upset because their tent was destroyed because of your fight."
"I mean... Are they still alive?"
"Alive? They're obviously alive and well and kicking. Why would you ask such a stupid thing, Black?"
"That person… I mean, Prince Azazel said-"
"Oh! So that's the problem. Hahahaha!" The old minotaur laughed out loud.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Of course I laugh at your stupidity! Yes, I was also surprised by Prince Azazel's acting. He is truly extraordinary," said the chief before taking a deep breath.
"Prince Azazel didn't commit a massacre?"
"No! Actually the Prince is a bit interested in you. He said that you are a mutated Minotaur or something... I'm not really sure. I also said that you are cursed, but Prince Azazel looked nonchalant and ignored it."
"Actually... What exactly happened?" asked Black with a confused expression.
"So here's the story..."
Hearing the chief's story, Black felt his view of the world change instantly. He felt that he was so stupid. But the black Minotaur also felt grateful knowing their new Lord was a good figure compared to the previous Marquis.
"Chief Moogu, what should I do now?" asked Black doubtfully.
"Since you're injured and it's late, get some rest. You can apologize to the Prince tomorrow. I'll have Moomo deliver some food. You must be hungry since you haven't eaten at all."
"Ah!" Hearing Moomo's words, Black looked shocked. He took a deep breath before saying, "Thank you Chief Moogu."
"You're welcome. Is there anything you'd like to ask before I leave?"
"That... Do you know why Prince Azazel is interested in a cursed Minotaur like me?"
The head of the tribe looked at Black carefully. He closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head.
"I don't know why, but the Prince said something important."
"What's that?"
"When the Prince was about to return to his tent, I asked why he didn't kill you and the Minotaur for acting impolite in front of him. I felt that we were just slaves, so we deserved to be punished if we made a mistake. But the Prince said.
'Even though you are slaves, you also have some rights. You are not livestock raised only to be slaughtered. Whatever there is in this world, I think... every individual has its value. And your value ... not just as cattle!'
That's what he said before leaving."
Black stared at the chief with a concerned expression. He lowered his head slightly as he muttered, "Each individual has their value, huh?"
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