CHAPTER 3
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CHAPTER 3: NEW KING
The King of the Wall charged, delivering a vertical slash at Cobel, who dodged and counter-attacked by kicking the Wall King's face.
The Wall King fell into the lake but quickly stood up, going straight back at Cobel.
The King of Giants looked aside where his daughter was coming to call him for a meal. When she saw her father, he was saying:
"Get out of here, Eli! Tell your mother and the others in the village to leave!" Having finished speaking, he returned his attention to the fight, but he took a kick to the face.
She left, trembling and running awkwardly as her father fought against a strange, unknown giant.
The King of the Wall wasted no time and immediately brandished his sword at his enemy's chest.
The King of Giants let out a faint, satisfied smile.
On the ground, feeling something trickling down his chest, Cobel said:
"Look at that, it seems the new generation has arrived... apparently, I can't go so easy on you anymore."
The Wall King charged. Cobel, still on the ground, picked up a stone and threw it at his opponent's face. The sound of the stone hitting the sword echoed.
With the distraction, an opening was created. Cobel quickly ran to the King of the Wall's back.
"You know, I could kill you right now."
'Wait, when did he get to my bac...'
Before he could even finish that thought, he received a punch to his face that made his nose bleed. The force of the punch sent the giant flying into the forest.
Then, in the darkness of the forest, footsteps echoed inward.
The King of the Wall's heart pounded with every step he heard. A smile appeared on his face as the blood ran down his nose.
Deeper into the dark forest, where the light began to cover his head until it dissipated, he heard the iron sword being brandished in his direction. He dodged the attack, grabbed the Wall King by the neck, and slammed him to the ground.
As Cobel was about to speak, he felt something on his neck and was suddenly thrown back, hitting his head against the ground. He saw the savage giant fiercely gripping his sword, ready to separate his neck from his body.
Cobel got up, walked towards his opponent, who did the same.
In a single step, they advanced to the point where the ground cracked, and the sound of swords clashing echoed through the woods.
The King of Giants delivered a vertical slash. The King of the Wall dodged and counter-attacked, piercing his enemy's shoulder.
Cobel felt the sword penetrating deeper and deeper, until he saw an opening. He kicked the Wall King's chin, causing him to lose strength and fall to the ground.
Cobel stood up and pulled the bone sword out of his shoulder. He threw it to the ground as he looked at his opponent lying down, struggling to move or get up.
Even with the opportunity to kill the Wall King, Cobel landed a kick to his stomach.
"Pathetic," Cobel said while the giant who had challenged him was breathing heavily.
Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, pulling his arm back, he began to pummel the King of the Wall.
Each punch the King of Giants delivered sounded like a loud crash, and the ground cracked. Blood splattered on the ground and stained the King of Giants' hand.
The Wall King's face was beginning to disfigure. His nose was bleeding profusely, his eye was swelling, and his lips were starting to show cuts.
As Cobel went to deliver another punch, his hand was stopped, held at the wrist with a force that even impressed him.
Cobel immediately let go of the shirt, and the King of the Wall released his wrist. The Wall King moved away as he stood up, while Cobel grabbed the sword he had discarded.
The King of the Wall stood tall and walked towards his sword. Grabbing it, he charged, leaving cracks in the ground, and swung his sword at Cobel, who smiled and defended the attack.
The wind swayed the trees, and the leaves were carried by the strong current. Blood ran down his nose.
The King of the Wall put all his strength into that sword blow, causing it to shatter. The debris flew as it fell to the ground. With a cold look, the King of the Wall understood that the fight was reaching its end.
Cobel delivered a vertical slash. The King of the Wall bent his knees and swept Cobel's legs, causing the King of Giants to lose his balance. Immediately following with a punch that sent him falling into the nearby lake.
With his clothes soaked, the King of Giants stretched out his arms as blood dripped from his nose.
He heard quick, hurried footsteps until he felt something grabbing his hair. Bringing his mouth close to Cobel's ear, the Wall King said:
"I guess I can no longer call myself the King of the Wall. 'King Slayer' is more appropriate," he said with wide eyes.
This startled the King of Giants, who received a knee to his chest. This only angered him further.
'I have never suffered such humiliation! This bastard is going to see what I can do with a fraction of my power,' Cobel thought.
So he quickly stood up, dodging another attack from the King of the Wall. Even slightly off balance, the Wall King raised his leg and thrust it toward his enemy, who defended with difficulty.
The two stepped back, staring at each other after both realized this was the final moment of the fight. With a calm wind carrying the leaves, both smiled as fluids ran down their noses and charged.
Running, the King of the Wall locked the muscles of his back leg as he prepared a punch. Doing the same, Cobel felt the cut on his chest strain.
'I underestimated him too much!' While lost in his thoughts, Cobel felt something crushing his face.
'I should have fought him with just one-third of my power. Ah, damn it, this hurts a lot.' Cobel thought.
Gritting his teeth, the King of Giants charged.
The King of the Wall stood still, waiting. He prepared as his enemy approached. Throwing his body forward, he delivered the punch.
When the two hands collided, a powerful wind shook the surrounding trees. The ground cracked and sank.
The King of the Wall heard a crack coming from his arm. The impact threw both of them backward.
Falling and rolling on the ground, Cobel struggled to stand up. He could no longer feel his arm. Meanwhile, the King of the Wall leaned against a tree, breathing heavily. He stood up, groaning in pain and clutching his arm.
"Death will take one of us... won't it?" the King of Giants said.
In response to the question, the King merely bit his lip and charged. Cobel let out a relaxed laugh.
His arm swung back as he stomped the ground hard. The King of Giants just raised his arms and said:
"A new King emerges, and his realm and his nickname are…" Just as the punch was about to hit his face, he caught it. "…Nameless King, the Wall's newest son."
The impact of the punch wasn't total, but he knelt as blood spilled from his mouth and fell to the earth.
The Nameless King, relieved that the fight was over, allowed himself to fall to the ground.
Opening his eyes, Jay saw only the darkness of the night. He stood up and stretched. He looked around and didn't see his father.
He sighed. 'I'll go look for him; that way I can distract myself a bit,' he thought, a little frustrated.
As he walked through the ship, he found a girl crying in the corner. Feeling sorry for her, Jay decided to help.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Jay asked.
The girl stopped crying and looked at Jay. "I... I lost my mom."
"Really?" She nodded her head. "Then let's go look for her."
"Okay." She said with little enthusiasm.
So they went looking.
Opening his eyes, the Wall King stood up, hearing heavy breathing. He turned his head and saw Cobel lying on the ground.
Approaching his enemy's body, he laughed.
"I was like you, boy. The void dominated me, just like you, but... you don't realize it now, but you will in a few years." He coughed up blood.
The Nameless King raised his painful arm to finish him.
"I—" His eyes shone as he looked at the black sky. "I hope that... that you have the same luck I had. Of finding my happiness. I... I hope you can—" Closing his eyes, he fell asleep forever.
The former King of the Wall simply turned away. Seeing that the fight was over, he walked through the forest. Even with blood running down his body and exhausted, he kept walking, his body weary but his mind at peace and light.
After some time, his daughter and his wife were searching for her father until they found him in that deplorable state.
"F-Father?!" Seeing her father's blood-soaked body on the ground, she couldn't believe the man on the floor was her father; she couldn't accept it.
Clara, upon approaching and seeing her husband's body, immediately broke down and began to cry. Their daughter couldn't hold it in and cried for their loss.
After a long time, Jay found his father with a man with black hair and blue eyes. The two looked like old friends, conversing with impressive naturalness.
'Even with my closest friends from my past life, I never reached this level. That's absurd.' Jay thought, realizing how unlucky he was not to have had such a friendship.
Upon seeing her father, the girl immediately ran to him and hugged him, crying. Startled by what happened, he quickly hugged his daughter back.
"What is it, sweetie? What happened? Weren't you with your mother?" he asked, scared that something had happened to his wife.
"I got separated from Mom."
"Then let's go look for her," he said with a smile on his face, to calm his daughter.
"Yes, let's go." Looking up at her father, she remembered the boy who helped her find him, so she turned and looked at Jay. "Thank you for helping me find my dad."
Jay accepted the girl's thanks, even with the disappointment that he hadn't found her mother but rather her father. His father immediately approached.
"You did well to help that girl. I'm proud of you, my son, congratulations." Poul said this, even though hours ago he was set on vengeance. Perhaps the fire of revenge had cooled slightly, especially after talking to that man.
"Dad," Jay called his father's attention.
"Yes, Jay?"
"Are there academies in real life?" Jay asked, unsure how to phrase the question.
Poul placed his hand on his son's head. "There are."
Hearing that answer, he immediately became excited.
"But it's not what you imagine. The academies that exist are actually factories to create soldiers, in search of the perfect soldier," Poul looked up at the sky. "All men go to the academy. Of course, I went there when I was little."
'So, either way, I would go to the academy. Interesting. So this is how I will discover my real potential,' Jay thought, excited to go to the academy.
"And at what age can you join the academy?"
"Well, at about ten years old you can join the academy."
Hearing his father say, "At about ten years old you can join the academy," Jay felt a little disheartened.
Days passed until they reached their destination. They were immediately placed in a refugee center. Jay would go out to the park, lean against a tree, and read his book, while his father, who had enlisted in the army, was intensely training his physique.
The children looked at Jay as if he were strange. A girl who was playing with the children approached him and called his attention. He looked up and saw the purple hair, immediately recognizing her.
"It's you, the lost girl," Jay said, surprised.
She smiled.
"What is it? Don't tell me you got lost again?!" Jay said with a tone of worry that she would interrupt his reading.
"No, do you really think I'd get lost twice?!"
"I wouldn't doubt it."
She made a face. "Idiot." She approached him and crouched down to see what he was reading. "What are you reading, idiot?"
'Idiot? Does this girl want to die? Calling me an idiot. Ah, if I wasn't already known, I'd hit her.' Jay made a face while thinking.
The girl started laughing. He stared at her and flicked her on the forehead.
'There, now she's going to run and call her parents, and I'll get scolded.' Jay thought, with a slightly regretful look but not caring too much about the situation.
"Why did you do that to my beautiful forehead, you idiot!" she said with a tearful face.
'Just as I expected, now she'll run to her daddy. Most girls are like this. I may be in another world, but it'll be the same as always.' Jay thought, convinced this would be the case.
But what he didn't expect was that instead of going to her father, as expected, she pushed Jay and started hitting him.
Jay was incredulous, after all, even though the girl was small, she had more strength than he had in his past life. Even while being beaten, he raised his hand and flicked her on the head again, making her put her hand on her forehead. Jay dropped his book and put the girl on the ground.
They started arguing. Meanwhile, Poul was training intensely. He was in a room when someone called him. Poul walked towards the call, and upon leaving the tent, a letter was handed to him.
"Thank you for the letter."
The mailman merely nodded.
Poul opened the letter and saw that it was from the army. The letter stated that he was now a member of the army. He was happy, but at the same time, a strange feeling arose; he couldn't distinguish what the feeling was. A tear ran down his face.