I Became the Guild Leader in Exile

58 – 11# Amazon (3)

Amazon was a strictly guarded female-only domain.

However, in special cases, men were allowed to enter, specifically when an Amazon woman reached marriageable age and had to get married. Only then was an exception made.

Amazon’s method of providing men was mostly through capturing them on the battlefield. Occasionally, a warrior would genuinely fall in love and get married.

In such cases, they would be banished from Amazon’s territory, but no other penalties would be imposed. Of course, they would have to leave a daughter behind as a token of gratitude.

Apart from that, there were no other restrictions on sending their daughters away. However, there was one exception – the queen’s half-brother, who was allowed to stay in Amazon despite being a man.

It was an extremely unfair treatment, but no one dared to express dissatisfaction with this special exception.

The queen was such an existence.

Only the strongest can rise to the top in Amazoness, where only the powerful are revered.

It’s only natural to respect her. That’s their way, and the current queen, Tiphorte, is the strongest among all Amazoness queens. She’s the one who’s been chosen.

In Amazoness, the child born between the strongest woman and her chosen partner is always the strongest. That’s why the queens have always been called the strongest of all time.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to become queens.

Thanks to this, the current situation has caught Queen Tiphorte’s attention. Not only did she single-handedly invade Amazoness, but she’s still standing tall with both legs unscathed?

“I didn’t misjudge people.”

Impressive. Unyielding bravery even in the face of adversity! And to have the power to back it up! Look at her, still standing tall and proud, like a towering mountain.

A natural smile spread across Tiphorte’s face. Her gaze was fixed on Isaac. Unwavering, like a sturdy mountain, even in the face of fierce storms.

At first, it was just curiosity.

There’s a guild that’s crazy enough to challenge Hades, and its master is a man? I wonder if it’s worth taking a look.

But that curiosity soon turned to shock. If the information obtained through the Night King Rox was true, the achievements of Iron Shield and Isaac Silvertear were truly remarkable.

“Let’s ignore the small stuff. We’re talking about defeating one of the three great disasters, Behemoth the Land King, and even executing the witch Veronica.”

“…….”

“I’m impressed, seriously. I didn’t think you’d be able to execute Veronica the witch.”

Veronica the witch’s notorious reputation was well-known even in Amazoness. As a guild that resisted Hades, Amazoness and Crete naturally clashed with the Hydra Guild and Master Veronica.

Among them, the most troublesome was Master Veronica, a thousand-year-old witch who knew all the magic in the world and was Hades’ nemesis.

In reality, Veronica was one of the few people who could inflict wounds on Isaac. Considering that no one had been able to wound Isaac until now, her abilities were unimaginable.

“So, I want you even more now.”

The strongest warriors had already taken notice of Isaac. Among them, Tiphorte approached him with an alluring gaze. Her black hair shimmered in the moonlight.

Many heroes and kings had wanted her, but she had never given in to anyone. Her beautiful body, which she had never shown to anyone, was now revealed to Isaac under the moonlight.

“It’s okay even if we don’t love each other.”

Amazoness never lets go of the seeds of the strong. If they truly acknowledge a man, they can conceive a child with just one night’s passion. It’s a race that can produce offspring with a single encounter.

Before long, her two arms gently wrapped around Isaac’s neck. Her lips, which had been brought close to his ear, breathed an excited sigh into his ear.

“Master! The rescue is complete!”

“……What the, there was a rat here?”

The child’s voice, which had almost ruined the mood, made Tiphorte frown and turn her head. The warriors had already fallen, and the ones who had been suppressed and led away were already gone.

It was only natural that the one who had shouted loudly from afar was Zieg. He wanted to tear them apart, but he endured it, biting his lip until it bled.

Why? Because it was a mission given directly by the master.

Public and private matters must be strictly separated.

Of course, if the master had been overthrown, that would be the end, but Zieg firmly believed in his master. After all, the master had said it himself back in the Crete Guild.

“Impressive.”

Zieg’s voice was immediately responded to by Isaac. A strong, steel-like fist flashed towards Tiphorte’s face, as if it had been struck. Or rather, it seemed like her fist had been struck.

“What incredible strength. If I had taken that head-on, it would have been dangerous.”

The distance between Isaac and Tiphorte was very close. Yet, she easily dodged Isaac’s fist from that distance. Isaac clicked his tongue and swung his fist at Tiphorte again.

But again, Isaac’s fist only hit empty air. Tiphorte, who had easily created distance, took a stance. Her smile had turned into a cruel one.

“Don’t resist too much.”

“?!”

“You’re making me want to have you even more.”

Tipolte’s fist, which had closed the distance at an incredible speed, struck Isaac like a whip. Isaac was pushed back slightly due to the recoil. Although it was a short exchange, Isaac immediately realized something.

“You’re different from Asterios, it seems you have speed as your strong point.”

If Asterios was the type to overpower his opponents with strength, then Tipolte was the type to overwhelm them with speed. Although their exchange was brief, it was clear that he was not an easy opponent.

“Then let’s dance together.”

Under this beautiful moonlight.

* * *

His anger surged.

How dare he try to woo my master in his own way? He wanted to rush over and tear him apart right then and there. But Zik recognized his own limitations. He was too weak right now.

Of course, objectively speaking, Zik’s growth had been extremely rapid, but to Zik, it was a depressing fact. He couldn’t do anything at the moment.

So he made up his mind. He would become stronger than anyone else and protect his master at all costs. It wasn’t just a simple promise; it had become an unshakeable conviction for Zik.

That’s why.

Zik watched the entire fight between his master and that accursed woman from a distance that wasn’t too far away. Her eyes, which had turned red again, were precisely tracking Tipolte’s movements.

“Zik! What are you doing? You need to retreat from your position right now!”

“Just a moment.”

“…….”

“I think I can grasp it if I just wait a bit longer.”

Hans couldn’t say anything to Zik’s cold tone. Sometimes, this happened. When Zik’s eyes turned red, even the seasoned Hans couldn’t move and was forced to stand still.

To describe this feeling in a more realistic way…

It was like being prey in front of a predator.

He didn’t fear anyone, no matter who his opponent was.

“What on earth is this guy’s identity?”

There were occasionally people who achieved unbelievable feats at a young age. There was an emperor who had conquered the continent at the age of 12, and a first-generation law emperor who had established a country at the age of 15.

It was natural to discard the idea that age was absolutely superior in this world. However, even considering that, Zik’s talent was too exceptional. It was more like a beast’s than a human’s.

“Did Master know about this from the beginning?”

At first, he was half-convinced. Why would he take in a country boy like Zik as a guild member? It was as if he was running an orphanage. However, that thought disappeared soon after.

In just one month, Zik had overwhelmed the then-Digra, Philles, in a fight, and had been growing at an unbelievable rate while following his master. So, what was the problem?

What did I want to do, anyway? Hans, who was deep in thought, realized that his hands were sweating coldly. Was I, perhaps, afraid of the girl in front of me?

“Master is starting to counterattack.”

Unlike Hans, who couldn’t see Tipolte’s movements at all, Zik, with his red eyes, had precisely grasped that point. And, like a lie, Isaac’s counterattack began.

Master wasn’t just defending himself.

He was analyzing the opponent’s movements to the maximum extent.

Based on that, he predicted the opponent’s movements.

As a result, Master was able to engage in an equal fight with that accursed woman.

Ah, indeed.

Unavoidable.

My own master.