A group of fairies from the Tusk Clan suddenly froze in unison.
"He’s actually a human?"
"A human, daring to stand alone before our Tusk Clan?"
"Could it be those guys from the Circle Army?"
The werewolf fairies, upon realizing what was happening, all bared their teeth in a snarl, displaying extremely angry demeanors.
Not only the naturally brutal fairies of the Tusk Clan, but even Woodworth, who tried to restrain his nature and act like a gentleman, stared down Reiger with dead-set eyes.
"Are you seeking death, human?"
Humans are nothing but livestock, raised in fields to provide entertainment, to spice up the lives of fairies!
And what is the Tusk Clan?
The strongest group of warriors in Fairy Country, soldiers guarding this nation, an indispensable force of Brittania!
Whether it was Woodsworth or those fairies of the Tusk Clan, they all took pride in their clan and status.
Now, was there actually livestock that had escaped from the fields, standing before Brittania’s pride, before the elite of Fairy Country?
In the eyes of the brutal Tusk Clan, this was completely intolerable.
"So it seems, you claim to be a member of that trash known as the Circle Army?"
Woodworth let out a cold laugh.
"That’s right, in Brittania, only those who dare call themselves the Circle would be so bold as to openly challenge fairies, to challenge the system of Fairy Country, foolishly trying to resist us and overturn Her Majesty the Queen’s reign."
"Trash like you whose value has vanished, if you knew the prophecy child was in the village ahead, you would immediately take action, which is quite normal."
"The firelight I just saw must be from your Circle Army attacking Tinta Jell, engaged in battle with the fairies inside, right?"
"And you’re here to buy time? Trying to stop us before we rush into Tinta Jell, to allow your Circle guys to quickly deal with the fairies inside and take away the prophecy child?"
Woodworth felt he had guessed the truth.
"It seems then, that the news of the prophecy child’s appearance inside Tinta Jell is true."
Woodworth’s expression became fiercely ferocious.
"However, to think that mere humans sent only one person to stop us, let me cleanse this humiliation with your blood as well as the prophecy child’s!"
As these words left Woodworth’s mouth, a surprising Magic Power, along with heat, radiated from his body.
The next second, Woodworth disappeared from his spot, as if he teleported, suddenly appearing in front of Reiger, his hand viciously sweeping towards Reiger’s head.
It was a sweep like the aurora.
It was a strike even faster than a sonic boom.
This was a strike fueled by Woodworth’s murderous intent, turning his arm into the sharpest weapon in the world, his claw hand slicing through metal like mud, with a dazzling glow, thundering towards Reiger.
In the face of such a strike, let alone a human, even a powerful fairy struck by it would have the majority of their body instantly sheared off.
The purest form of violence appeared right here, it was also the most vicious unquestionable attack.
Perhaps Woodworth thought to instantly kill the weak human before him with this strike?
Regrettably, he didn’t know that the previous vampire True Ancestor named Shalltear Bloodfallen, like him, did not properly face her opponent and thus received a thunderous counterattack.
Altoria seemed to finally realize what was happening at this moment and, seeing Reiger about to die, couldn’t help but cry out.
Just at that moment, lightning flashed.
Along with a thunderous explosion, Reiger, who was facing a vicious sweep, finally drew his sword with a speed invisible to the naked eye, swiftly.
The black blade crackling with lightning struck faster than Woodworth’s sweep, slashing furiously at his outstretched arm.
Under the illumination of the lightning, Woodworth’s beastly eyes suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.
The slice of lightning viciously struck his hand.
In the bell-like sound of metal colliding, the black sword met the beastly arm, creating a powerful gust of wind that knocked back both Reiger and Woodworth, separating them and letting the gust erupt between them like a blast.
Altoria, who was closest, only had time to let out a cry of alarm before being blown away by the wind.
Woodworth’s face was twisted in rage as he roared at Reiger.
But Reiger’s eyes were sparkling.
"I was actually deflected?"
The full-strength slash of Thunder Breath, augmented with the Fool’s ability to melt steel and sever iron, didn’t sever the unprotected arm but deflected them both?
Even Shalltear Bloodfallen, the vampire True Ancestor, hadn’t managed to do this.
But, it wasn’t surprising.
"Worthy of being the leader of the Tusk Clan, the inheritor of the title of the Great Duke of Radiant Heat, the fairy Hero Woodworth."
Reiger gave Woodworth a slight smile.
"Indeed very strong, much stronger than the fairies that one could chop up at will."
That one sentence enraged Woodworth smoothly.