Battle Race in the Fantasy World

Battle Race in the Fantasy World – 87

EP.87 It Was There, Now It’s Gone

“….”

Watching the scene unfold before him, Mathieu thought.

Could the mana enhancers be defective? Did they somehow reduce their strength instead?

Otherwise, how could this be possible? How could this situation make any sense?

The second sword of the Three Heroes, Grusi Nicholas, and the third sword, Bernadotte Brun.

Both were warriors even Mathieu acknowledged. They were the sharp blades of the alliance, feared even by the Empire.

Although they had never faced the top ten of the Empire directly, one didn’t need to do so to know their strength.

Those two were strong. They had the skills to back it up. They lacked nothing.

Yet, these powerful warriors were being handled like children attacking an adult.

Even with the mana enhancers, which could empower even a mere knight to strike effectively against someone of their level.

They had used the final version of the mana enhancer, which stabilized mana rampage.

Theoretically, they should have been able to exhibit strength surpassing the top ten of the Empire!

Boom! Crash!-

Grusi and Bernadotte fought with strength and speed that Mathieu had never seen before.

Each strike was powerful enough to cut through not only them but even the top ten of the Empire with ease.

Even though the enhancers only lasted for 30 minutes, during that time, they should have been able to face anything in the world….

Thud!-

“Gah!”

“Ugh!”

…Or so it seemed, until they encountered someone even stronger.

“Their strength is good, their speed is decent, and their endurance isn’t bad. What could they be lacking?”

“If they weren’t satisfied with their results, they should have trained even harder, to the point of breaking their bones.”

Leo and Lea muttered as they each grabbed their opponents and slammed them down again.

The sight was not something the proud Three Heroes of the alliance should be showing.

It was like watching a novice get utterly destroyed by a true master, nothing more.

The Three Heroes of the alliance, who could easily stand against the top ten of the Empire.

Even as they fought with all their might, neither Leo nor Lea showed any signs of being overwhelmed.

Both of them were breathing heavily, but their faces were still full of smiles.

They looked like warriors who had just finished their training, wearing satisfied grins.

Even when a sword pierced into a position that could deliver a fatal blow, they did not retreat.

Instead, they slipped their hands through the gap like lightning, targeting their opponent’s muscles.

If they landed even a single hit, their opponent would either drop their sword or collapse in convulsions.

‘Are they… really human, like us? How can they be human? They’re, they’re….’

Mathieu glanced at Kyle, who was sitting next to him.

A young man who had just turned twenty, so young he was practically a kid.

This young man had beaten him up like a dog.

And his comrades, who had used enhancers, were being beaten even worse.

Was Jonathan really this strong? He had never imagined it.

Wasn’t it a place that had been silent for nearly thirty years after ending the war with the Empire?

Unfortunately, the alliance had been so focused on the war with the Empire that they knew nothing about the situation in the north.

In such circumstances, the place that was said to be so strong had been quiet for too long, leading to rumors of exaggeration.

They even thought the academy destruction incident was a political move by the Empire.

But as it turned out, it wasn’t an exaggeration; it was an understatement.

“Gah!”

“Ugh!”

Grusi and Bernadotte, who had been tossed around harshly, rolled on the ground.

Of course, they hadn’t escaped on their own. Those two men and women, the monsters of Jonathan, had let them go.

Like a cat, or rather a dragon, playing with a mouse, showing off a little trick.

“Damn it, damn you Imperial dogs!! Are you determined to humiliate us to the very end?!”

Imperial dogs? Who are they calling dogs? Oh, are they calling us dogs now?

Kyle couldn’t help but smirk at the screams that only losers would make.

Those who didn’t understand the situation thought that he, his brother, and his sister were here on the Emperor’s orders.

In reality, the Emperor’s command was just a convenient excuse, they were here simply because they wanted to rampage.

They couldn’t even imagine that the true cause was the worst ‘taboo’ they had committed.

“Grrr!!”

Grusi rummaged through his belongings and pulled out another vial.

Bernadotte, gritting his teeth, did the same thing.

Seeing this, Mathieu quickly checked the color of the liquid in the vial he carried.

The enhancers given to the top warriors had gone through stabilization and were said to have a clear blue hue.

In contrast, the previous stage, which was more of a berserk potion than an enhancer, was murky.

And the liquid in the vials his comrades were holding now was, unlike his clear blue one,

murky and suffocating just to look at.

“What, what are you doing! That’s…!”

The Three Heroes were the most important human resources in the alliance.

To provide them with the best enhancers, many sacrifices had been made.

Yet, they were throwing away those sacrifices and their pride as warriors.

They had to be stopped; this was beyond acceptable, it couldn’t go any further.

Even though his body was in shambles and he needed months of recovery,

Mathieu struggled desperately to get up.

“No.”

Kyle stopped him.

“Leave them be, Sir Mathieu.”

“We have to stop them! That’s….”

“Once they’ve made up their minds, there’s no stopping them. Not even family can intervene in such decisions.”

Why would they dope? Out of boredom? Because they were curious about the taste? Of course not.

They’re doing it with full awareness of what’s to come. They know exactly what’s going to happen.

Those who disregard the process and only want the results resort to such actions.

So let them drink it. They need to understand what kind of end awaits them.

When you ignore the process and focus solely on the outcome, what happens?

No matter how high a tower is built, if each layer isn’t solid, it’s nothing but a sandcastle.

Fancy techniques and powerful mana control all require a strong body and mind to support them.

“Imperial scum! We’ll tear you apart!!”

Meanwhile, Grusi and Bernadotte, now in a mana berserk state, charged with their swords.

Their strikes were twice as powerful and their sword paths twice as fast as before.

This time, even Leo and Lea couldn’t completely avoid them.

Slash!-

Leo had a bloodline drawn across his chest, and Lea had a long sword wound on her thigh.

It was fortunate that their superhuman reflexes prevented the wounds from being too deep.

“Damn…!”

Mathieu belonged to the alliance, yet he seemed more worried about the Empire.

Kyle considered reminding him of this but decided against it.

He was also quite concerned about the current situation.

‘…This is getting serious. Should I step in?’

Feeling a bit anxious, Kyle slowly stood up.

Normally, it was an ironclad rule in Jonathan to never interfere in someone else’s fight, no matter what.

Ignoring this rule, even with the best intentions, would result in facing severe anger.

But the opponents had doped, not just once but twice.

And the ones who seemed to be in danger because of it were none other than his brother and sister, his family.

He had enough reason. The doping alone could be an excuse.

Seeing them like this, he couldn’t just stand by! What, got a problem with that?! One word would be enough to make them understand.

“Kyle.”

Just as Leo dodged another attack, he called out to Kyle.

Kyle, thinking, “No way, really?!” began to rise from his seat.

“Bring that.”

Flinch-.

At those words, Kyle involuntarily shivered.

Lea raised her hand and shouted, “Mine too!”

‘This is bad.’

Of course, the target was the two men who had indiscriminately doped.

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“Huff, huff….”

Mana surged uncontrollably, as if it would explode at any moment.

Even so, Grusi and Bernadotte didn’t stop. They couldn’t stop.

They knew that their opponents were far stronger than the top ten of the Empire.

If they didn’t eliminate them here, it would be the worst disaster for the alliance!

‘Fortunately, they’ve sustained quite a few injuries. If the bleeding continues, even a giant monster will have a weak point.’

‘If just one more attack succeeds, we can win. After that… we’ll leave it to the will of the gods.’

As they looked at Leo and Lea, who were covered in cuts and blood,

the two remaining Three Heroes prepared their final, strongest attack.

Rumble-

Massive amounts of mana condensed, surging as if to tear the world apart.

A last-ditch effort from warriors who were beyond the norm, preparing their ultimate strike.

Even in the face of this, Leo and Lea were still smiling as if they were having the time of their lives.

“Brother! Sister!”

And then, with Kyle’s shout, something flew through the air.

Whoosh!- Thud!-

“Thanks, little brother.”

“Thanks, Kyle!!”

The sensation in their hands was just right. Indeed, they both thought almost simultaneously that this felt much better than a sword.

Just as the Three Heroes’ strike crushed in from the front, the siblings swung what they held in their hands lightly.

Whoosh!-

Unlike the roaring attacks of the Three Heroes, the siblings’ attack looked incredibly modest.

There was no massive burst of light, no sound that swallowed everything, nothing at all.

Just one swing and one stab, that was all it took.

Swoosh!-

And with that, it was over.

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“Ah….”

“Ha, haha….”

The mana shattered into fragments, turning into a pale mist.

Their final, prepared strike had vanished without a trace, like a mirage.

Slowly crumbling backward, Grusi and Bernadotte looked at their opponents.

They desperately wanted to know what had just been swung at them.

Was it a sword? A spear? Or perhaps some giant bludgeon?

“It’s refreshing.”

“Me too, brother.”

The two, smiling happily, were holding a ‘staff’ in their hands.