bookandnovel Chapter 152: A Peculiar Village
Chapter 152: A Peculiar Village
At the exact moment Isaac shouted, the ambush sprang into motion. Believing they had caught him off guard, the attackers lunged straight for him—yet Isaac’s stance, unlike the urgency in his voice, fixed sharply on his targets.
-Rustle!
“……!”
Before the first Transcendent could even lift his blade, he was smashed face-first into the ground. The sword in the man’s fist did pique Isaac’s curiosity for a heartbeat, but he never wavered.
He turned to cut down the next foe, only for the Transcendents to recoil, unwilling to close the gap.
“…….”
“Damn.”
Cursing softly from a distance, they clearly hadn’t expected one of their own to drop so quickly. Isaac, sword raised, glared into the darkness.
The figures slipped back beneath the trees—then bolted.
“They’re running away that easily?”
Under the moonlight they spread bat-like wings and vanished. Isaac suddenly recalled the primitive Transcendent who’d once called herself a Blood Fiend.
Are they that woman’s underlings?
He remembered they’d been
In the middle of Isaac’s bafflement, Sharen hopped onto a crate.
“Ask who I am, do you? Very well—answering is common courtesy!”
Swish!
She raised her greatsword overhead, smiling like sunrise.
“I am Sharen Helmut, second daughter of House Helmut! Don’t tell me you’ve never heard the name!”
The Helmut reputation—the kind that makes even crying babies fall silent.
Scarlet hair, massive blade: the instant the villagers recognized those symbols, every face blanched.
“H-H-Helmut?”
“Such… distinguished guests—h-how did you come to grace our humble village?”
The murderous atmosphere evaporated in a breath. Sharen stood preening, while Rihanna jerked her chin at the bruised Petri stumbling out of the tavern.
“You.”
On any other day Rihanna would’ve let it slide for Helmut’s dignity—but not today.
“Kneel and apologize to Isaac. Now.”
No one could stop this Rihanna—not even Rihanna herself.
The street froze in frosty tension when—
“P-pffft!”
The Grandmaster suddenly doubled over, palm clamped to her mouth.
“A horse swapping words? Kh-ha! What sparkling wit.”
“…….”
Yes—she was still laughing about that pun.
[TL: In Korean the word 말 (mal) means both “horse” and “speech/words.”
The coachman’s line “말을 교체해야 합니다” literally means “We need to swap horses,” but Sharen twists the first 말 to mean “words,” turning it into “We need to change our words.” ]
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