Just right after Mr. Yule's guffaw, a thunderous explosion happened to the right side of the room. 

He stopped laughing and quickly glanced. A foreboding feeling crept on him. He was right! The young man was there! He was standing around seven people. But those seven people were lying unconscious on the ground.

In his hand, he was still gripping his sword with a dark red blade.

"Grrrrr!" Mr. Yule gnashed his teeth. Jackson beside him had started sweating. He worried if their men were not capable of killing that young man.

Yeman disappeared before spear-like magical energy hit him. It wasn't because of his Sneak skill from a dagger weapon, but a Sudden Charge from his sword skill. He unequipped his Demonic Shield and equipped his Killing Sword as a sub-weapon.

After equipping his Killing Sword, his Strength and Dexterity had a massive increase.

Again, Soul points and Experience points were repeatedly popping out in his vision, together with the absorption of green energy into his body.

Yeman did not stand still for long as more condensed magical energies were coming to him. Some of them were shapeless, and some were in the form of weapons.

He used another Sudden Charged to his right, to where the other enemies started condensing another magical energy.

Another explosion followed after his figure disappeared and reappeared in another corner of the room.

Seeing his men going lesser, Mr. Yule finally showed a worried expression. His face twitched bitterly.

Even Jackson beside started mumbling about escaping.

Bang! A loud explosion reverberated.

The cause of it was the attack from his men. It failed to hit its target and directly crashed to the floor. 

To where the explosion happened-- a large pit formed.

However, their eyes darted to another explosion. It happened not far from the large pit. The cause of it was the young man and his weird attack. Explosions and grieving cries would follow after the young man's charge. It was a strange attack, like a beast on a rampage.

"T… This is bad, Mr. Yule," Jackson muttered in a stammering voice.

Mr. Yule frowned. "What are you talking about, there's no way my men would lose by that brat!" 

Aside from it, there were many of them. "I'm sure he will exhaust later. When that happened, Hehehe!" Said Mr. Yule as he grinned broadly.

"I… I see, you are right, Mr. Yule! Oho ho ho!"

Jackson also laughed. Mr. Yule was right. It would only be a matter of time that the young man exhausted himself, when that happened, hehehe! No one can stop them. Jackson thought.

After half an hour of continued fighting, many dead bodies were lying on the floor. The shiny tiled floor before the fight had now turned into a pond of blood. Strong smells invaded their nostrils, giving them nauseating feelings.

The corpse's cuts were everywhere on the bodies. Even a horror movie would lose at its brutality. 

Yeman fought the urge to vomit. Although he was the cause of it, it was only for self-defense. But in truth, his inner self protested. It was clear that he let himself fall to their ambush so that he had a reason to kill them without feeling guilty, all for the sake of collecting souls.

Just as he planned, there were many souls to collect in this place.

A sinister grin under the veil of the guilty face had crept out from within him; still holding the Killing Sword, he glanced at the remaining enemies.

Holes and bloodstain were everywhere on his tattered commoner clothes.

But he didn't mind it.

Fwisssh!

He flung the sword to get rid of the blood on it. The blood smeared on the floor. Then he slowly glanced around him-- to all the remaining enemies.

They stepped back subconsciously when his red agate eyes landed on them, seemingly afraid. His eyes were like the eyes of the ferocious beast that was inviting them into the abyss.

At the moment, about seventy enemies were left. Yet, none of them had the guts to face him.

"Dammit! What are you doing?! Useless morons! You wasted the money I spent on you all! You can't even deal with that lone brat!"

Mr. Yule yelled angrily. He could not believe that his men could not overcome a single person! It was fortunate that the young lady with abnormal speed did not join the fight. Yet! There was no change at all! 

After hearing their boss, Captain Turo stepped to the front.

Too many of his men had fallen today, and he only landed a hit that failed to cause an injury to the enemy. He knew that this person wasn't an ordinary person. 

Even though he was just a young man, his strength was so abnormal. Perhaps he was a lucky irregular.

Or if not, he probably had a unique seed. It was also possible that he was from the great noble families and just disguised himself. He wondered if Mr. Yule angered one of the great families.

These two young people both have extraordinary strength. It was dubious that they were commoners only.

However, he wasn't a weak person, as well. He just needed to confirm something from this young man before ending him.

"Hey, kid!"

Yeman did not expect that the person who remained at the back this whole time suddenly came in front, and unexpectedly he called out to him.

Captain Turo noticed the young man stared at him, seemingly waiting for him to continue his words.

"Are you an agent from the great family?" He asked.

After hearing his words, the others started whispering to each other.

"Great family?"

"But he was so strong…"

"Look, we can't even wound him!"

"Yeah, it's suspicious…"

"Dammit! What is Captain Turo doing… grrr?!" Mr. Yule grumbled and gritted his golden teeth. But he was startled also after hearing him.

Yeman smiled slightly at him. Then, he opened his mouth. "No, I'm not…" he replied.

Captain Turo stared at his eyes, seemingly gauging his reply, "I see," he said.

Based on what he saw in his eyes, the young man was telling the truth. But it puzzled him even more that he was so strong even though he wasn't from the top families.

In any case, he needed to end him.

Whoever he was, it was unfortunate, but only one of them shall remain.

Saying no more, he summoned magical energy around his long sword and slowly advanced towards the young man in the middle of the room.

Yeman also summoned soul energy around his Killing sword.

"The Captain wanted to duel?"

"Will he be alright?"

"Moron! Don't you know? He was an expert swordsman! He was once called the Sword Martial."

"Really? The legendary Sword Martial?!"

"What is Sword Martial?"

"!!"

"Damn! Fools!"

"I see, you are a newbie in this group. He was once a captain of the empire's soldiers. Not just that, some of the great families were reaching a hand on him to work with them. But he refused for some reason that he was the only one-- knew."

"Do you mean... the captain wasn't serious till' this time?"

"An expert would not show their all-- that was the unspoken rule, idiot!"

"Eh!"

"Still, the enemy can't be wounded. How will the captain deal with him?"

"Heh! Just watch."

Some of his men were muttering at each other.

'Hehe, finally, Captain Turo would reveal! The real Turo! Now he would be going to use the real strength that he was hiding up until now. Back then, he was an expert feared by many enemies. He was like a hungry beast. But something happened that made him lose interest in the empire! And I, as the benevolent person, had reached out a hand to him, in the guise of helping him. However, the real cause of his grief was no other than me! Whahahaha! Now, he was working like a puppet in my hands. The formerly Sword Martial that was feared by many was secretly working as the captain of my men! Hehehe, who would have thought about it!'

In his mind, Mr. Yule laughed like a madman.

Captain Turo and Yeman were slowly approaching each other. Both were pointing the tip of their sword below. When they reached a distance of ten meters away from each other, they both summoned energy on their feet and kicked the floor.

The strength of their kicks caused the floor to cave-in. Then their figure disappeared and shot like a comet towards each other.

In just a split second, Ting! A high piercing sound invaded their ears.

'Tsk! He's truly strong!' Captain Turo commented in his mind. His hand trembled at the impact of their swords.

The following action was them exchanging consecutive strikes using their swords.

Ting ting ting!

'S...strong!' Yeman thought when he noticed that the enemy was different from everyone. 

A sword strike coming from the enemy's side had almost hit him on the guts. Good thing that he managed to rotate his Killing sword and blocked it. A gritting noise of two metal scrapping each other tickles their ears.

Sparks like fireworks were flying everywhere. Like in rhyme with each other, the two stepped back at the same time.

Now they were starting eye to eye.

'Hehe, this is good. He's strong.'

Yeman thought. 

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