The Count's Gun-Shooting Scoundrel-Chapter 22 : Awakening (5)

At that moment.
Arthur was rushing somewhere, cutting through the forest with his Kukri.
A fully grown 'Ogre' could reach a height of nearly 10 meters.
But the ones that had appeared now were only half that height.
They must still be in their growth phase.
Just like the Orc Shaman, these creatures also had a leader that commanded the Ogres.
If that leader was also here, he had to kill it before it reached maturity.
It would be a disaster if that thing became an adult.
It had terrifying attack power, enough to smash an armored vehicle with its fists, and it was so tough that it couldn't be brought down even by machine guns and missiles.
The only fortunate thing was that its weak spots were the same as the others.
First, attack the eyes to block its vision, then sever the concentrated nerves in its nape.
He had to immobilize it and then destroy its brain.
In truth, attacking the head of a creature over 10 meters tall was not easy.
It was even more so here, where there were no guns.
That was why he had no choice but to eliminate it before it reached maturity.
It was when Arthur was frantically pushing through the undergrowth.
“……!”
Stopping abruptly, Arthur ducked down.
‘This smell is…’
It was similar to the stench from a sewer.
Within it was a foul odor that was impossible to forget once you'd smelled it.
It was the smell of ‘that’ thing.
He didn't know what it was called here, but on Earth, the monster called 'Kadrazin' was nearby.
‘Is it over there?’
Arthur carefully observed the area where the smell was coming from.
A moment later.
A giant monster appeared, parting the dense trees.
An Ogre with horns on its head, a Kadrazin!
‘It finally showed up.’
As expected, it was in its growth phase.
A murderous glint appeared in Arthur's eyes.
If he failed to kill it today, they would face a great catastrophe.
He had to kill it.
Arthur gripped his Kukri tightly and scanned his surroundings.
He mapped out a route in his head to get to the creature's head. Then he quickly climbed the largest tree on the path the creature was taking.
He waited with bated breath for it to get closer.
Kung! Kung! Kung!
The sound of its footsteps grew closer.
A few seconds passed.
“Keeeuh…”
The creature made a strange noise as it passed directly underneath him.
‘Now!’
Arthur leaped down onto the creature.
As soon as Arthur landed on its shoulder, the creature stopped walking and slowly turned its head.
The moment his eyes met the creature's snake-like ones!
Arthur kicked off its shoulder, launched himself forward, and plunged the Kukri into its eyeball.
Thwack!
Green blood splattered everywhere as the creature screamed.
Kraaaaaa!
After gouging out its eyeball with the Kukri, Arthur quickly moved toward its nape.
He could see a convex protrusion in the middle of its nape.
The creature's only vital spot, where its nerves were concentrated!
He just had to destroy this.
The moment Arthur held the Kukri sideways and was about to strike down!
Kraaaaa!
The creature, as if it had sensed him, shook its body violently.
“Damn it!”
Arthur fell to the ground.
Kuuung!
“Ugh!”
A wave of pain, as if his insides were being turned upside down, washed over him.
It was fortunate that he had managed to minimize the impact as much as possible while falling.
Kraaaaa!
As soon as the creature turned around, his eyes met its remaining one.
The creature lifted its foot and stomped down with all its might.
Arthur gritted his teeth and dodged to the side.
Kuuung!
Jumping to his feet, Arthur ran toward an area with many trees.
Hiding behind a tree, he took out the Cheytac he had slung over his shoulder.
“I'll smash your other eyeball too.”
He loaded a bead and steadied his breathing.
“Kraaak! Kraaak!”
The creature went berserk, breaking all the surrounding trees as it chased after him.
After a moment.
The creature's roars and footsteps came to a sudden halt.
‘Now!’
Arthur dashed out.
He aimed the muzzle at the Kadrazin's face.
The moment its bloodshot eye was caught in the scope, he pulled the trigger.
Taang!
Peong!
Green blood burst forth like a flood, splattering everywhere and covering his face.
Kraaaaaa!
The creature let out a furious roar.
Not missing the opportunity, Arthur quickly climbed a tree and launched himself at the creature.
Landing near its nape, he struck down with the Kukri with all his might.
Kwang!
“Damn it!”
It was different from the ones he had fought on Earth.
It wasn't even an adult, yet its skin was as hard as iron armor.
“You think I'll give up because of that!”
Arthur drew up his mana.
A faint red aura shimmered like a heat haze around the Kukri.
He could feel power surging through his body.
“Break through!”
He slammed the Kukri down with all his might.
Kwajik-!
Green blood gushed out as the creature let out a roar.
Kraaaaaaa!
Arthur gripped the Kukri tightly and drove it down hard.
The creature then fell forward like a felled ancient tree.
Kuuung-!
“Keok, keoheok!”
Arthur fell with it, the full shock transmitting through him, but he endured the pain and stood up.
He pulled the Kukri out of its nape and stood before the creature's head.
Its nerves were severed, leaving it completely immobilized.
Keeping his eyes on the creature, he loaded a bead into the Cheytac.
Then he shoved the muzzle into its gaping mouth and spat out a word.
“Disappear.”
Taang!
The back of the creature's head exploded like a watermelon.
“Hoo.”
Just as Arthur let out a sigh.
Kraaaaa!
From far away, he heard the roar of a 'Kadra'—no, an Ogre.
He had heard that sound so many times he could guess the situation.
It was the roar a creature let out when its rage reached its peak.
It was when they were at their most ferocious.
With a hardened expression, Arthur dashed toward the Orc habitat like an arrow.
‘Just hold on a little longer.’
*        *        *
“Damn it! The attacks aren't working at all!”
“Cease the attack and everyone fall back.”
After giving the order, Skevin shouted toward Millerf.
“I need a diversion!”
“Understood.”
Millerf launched a Fire Lance attack at the Ogre in the direction Skevin was running.
Kraaak!
While the creature was screaming and thrashing about, Skevin quickly climbed up its knee.
Landing on its shoulder, he stabbed his sword into its eye, just like before.
Then he quickly moved to its nape and plunged his sword into the vital spot.
Kraaaaa!
The creature let out a terrible roar and collapsed.
Kung!
Now only two remained.
“Hah, hah, just a little more.”
Skevin panted heavily and ran toward the one Hellot was fighting.
“Cover me!”
“Yes, sir!”
Hellot picked up a tree twice his size in girth.
“Just! Die!”
He swung it at the creature with all his might.
Kwang!
Just as the Ogre staggered backward.
Skevin, who had already climbed a tree, jumped down and plunged his sword into the creature's head.
“Die!”
Puuuk!
Gushing green blood covered his face.
Kraaak! Kraaak! Kraaak!
The Ogre thrashed about madly.
Skevin, who was hanging on, gripping his sword, was struck by the arm of another Ogre and sent plummeting to the ground.
Ppaak!
“Ugh!”
As he screamed in agony, the Ogre he had attacked staggered and fell toward where Skevin was.
“Damn it!”
It felt like his ribs were broken; even the slightest movement was as painful as being stabbed by a dagger.
Seeing that Skevin couldn't move, Hellot quickly ran over.
“Captain!”
“Don't come!”
Just as Skevin was about to be crushed by the Ogre, Hellot threw himself forward and saved him.
“Uwaaaak!”
But Skevin rolled on the ground, in extreme agony.
Millerf quickly approached and cast Healing Magic.
As if by a miracle, Skevin recovered instantly and stood up.
His physical injuries were healed, but the mental shock had not faded.
He still couldn't use his mana.
“Only that one is left.”
Hellot glared at the last one, radiating a menacing killing intent.
The creature's aura grew more intense before it let out a roar.
Kyaaaaaaaa!
“What the!”
The knights grimaced, covering their ears with their hands from the eardrum-shattering pain.
After letting out its roar, the creature stood still.
Everyone was puzzled as it wore an expression as if it were waiting for something.
A moment later.
The ground began to shake, and the Orcs that had fled started to swarm back in.
“What the!”
“Why are these things back!”
Everyone's face hardened at the reappearance of the Orcs.
Seeing the scene, Millerf recalled one of the Ogre's abilities.
“It called the Orcs. It has the ability to control lower-level monsters.”
“Damn it!”
Skevin scowled and shouted.
“Knight Order! Charge forward!”
“Kill them all!”
The knights, who had been watching helplessly without being able to join the fight, charged with fire in their eyes.
They unleashed merciless attacks as if to vent their frustration.
“Chwiik chwiik! Kill them all!”
“Chwiik! We have to kill the humans to live!”
The Orcs also fought back with all their might.
A fierce battle between the Knight Order and the Orcs unfolded.
Meanwhile, the Ogre alternated its gaze between Skevin and Millerf, radiating killing intent.
It was as if it knew who its opponents were.
“I'm counting on you again.”
“Buy me some time.”
Millerf extended his staff toward the creature and quietly chanted in the Runic language.
Flames began to burn hotly from the head of the staff.
This was on a different level from the magic he had cast so far.
While he was preparing, Skevin and Hellot focused the Ogre's attention on themselves.
A few seconds passed.
“Fire Rain!”
Millerf's shout was heard.
A giant fireball soared into the sky, then rained down like hail.
A 6th Circle magic had been unleashed.
While the Ogre was distracted by the fireballs, Skevin charged at it.
Thinking of it as his last attack, he mustered every last bit of his strength.
His black hair began to turn pure white as a deep blue aura enveloped his sword.
At the same time the fireballs poured down on the Ogre, he swung his sword.
“Dieee!”
Sreureu-.
A heavy arc passed through the Ogre's two legs as if there was nothing in its way.
Kraaaaaa!
With a scream, the Ogre's legs were severed, and it fell to its side.
Skevin, not wanting to miss this chance, immediately ran to the creature's face and thrust his sword toward its eye.
Just before the sword reached its eye!
“Ugh!”
He was caught in the Ogre's grasp.
An immense pressure crushed down on him.
It felt like his body was about to burst.
Millerf saw him get caught, but he had just exhausted all his mana on the previous spell.
“No!”
“Captain!”
Hellot picked up a sword from the ground and charged at the Ogre.
But he was also caught by the creature.
Udeudeuk!
With the sound of breaking bones, Hellot let out a scream.
“Uwaaaak!”
Both were in a life-or-death crisis.
But the Devil's Corps and the other knights were too busy dealing with the swarming Orcs to notice their situation.
“It can't be helped.”
Millerf made a grim expression, then planted his staff in the ground and spread his arms wide.
“O, light of life~. The Successor of the World Tree beseeches you…”
Just as the staff began to glow brightly and he felt the energy draining from his heart.
Taang!
‘This sound!’
In that instant, Millerf's eyes flashed.
The Ogre's eye exploded, and it let out a roar.
*Kraaaaa!*
In extreme pain, it threw Skevin to the ground.
*Taang!*
The Ogre's remaining eye also burst.
*Kraaak! Kraaak!*
This time, it threw Hellot aside as well and rolled on the ground madly.
Millerf stopped his magic and turned his head toward where the sound had come from.
From the pitch-black forest, Arthur burst out.
His entire body was covered in green blood, and he gripped his Kukri as he dashed toward the Ogre like an arrow.
His eyes, filled with killing intent, were so chilling they were reminiscent of a Death Knight, known as a 'Warrior of Evil'.
“Y-Young Master…”
Tears streamed down Millerf's face, his expression filled with intense emotion.