Mercenary Systems: The Eternal Life
Chapter 12 The Beautiful Red and the Ugly Green

With a single swing of a large stone axe, the affected tree would fall down instantly. The tree was not neatly cut, instead it was like it was cut off due to the enormous destructive power of the blunt stone axe.

"RAAAGH!"

THE BWARR!!!

The ground trembled as the warrior of the orc race, a huge figure filled with dull green colored muscles, swung his stone axe vertically towards the woman who had long wavy hair in chestnut brown color. The woman was dressed in a kind of robe that dangled to her ankles, there was a head covering that was left fluttering along with her hair when it was blown by the wind.

Although it looked more, the woman was able to dodge the deadly attacks of the orc warriors. If the attack hit him, there is no good luck as the end result. But, until when would he constantly dodge attacks from orc warriors? He seemed to have no time to be able to cast a spell until it was finished.

That orc warrior, his body was indeed large, but his movements were fast.

There was an abnormal wind movement around the witch woman, as if the wind around her was helping her to be able to move easily. He can move with light steps, maybe that's how it is. The wind helped him move.

No matter how dangerous the swing of the orc stone axe might be, if it didn't hit right at the witches woman who was his opponent, his attack meant nothing but only to damage the trees and the surrounding area. For a while, it was possible that the ecosystem around would be damaged as a result of the fight, but no one noticed it as long as life was at stake.

The witch woman looked cornered, her face became even more tense. His posture wavers when one of his legs gets stuck to the root of the buttocks. It was like he had expected the incident, but was not trying to avoid his fate.

Perhaps, he had tried various possibilities, and in the end he still could not escape the fate that should have happened.

Is he able to predict the future?

The large stone axe was swinging at high speed at him, but the magical woman was unable to dodge the attack this time. His eyeballs seemed to be trembling during the reflection of the shadows on his eyes forming a stone axe that seemed to be growing larger.

Later,

THE CLANG!

The witch woman sighed softly, like she had just been relieved that something she had predicted had actually happened.

***

A moment before, it was the time when I had just arrived at the place of the fight.

My eyelids were rounded once I discovered that a helpless-looking woman was facing her death. I thought of nothing, other than the strong will to save the woman at any cost.

[Guard Will has been found!]

All of a sudden, I was able to move in an instant only to appear between a large green-bodied creature and a woman behind me. The Sacred Shield had been in position, then gallantly held back the huge stone axe that was swinging. Using the momentum given by the large green figure, I gave her a strong push to create a wave of wind-throw.

The technique I accidentally obtained, it was surprising that it was strong enough to make that big green figure bounce off.

I glanced back, the woman slowly got up.

"Hey, find a safe place. I'll distract the strange creature and hold it for a while" I said, staring intently at the large green figure.

Honestly, just staring at the creature was enough to make my hair stand up.

A small laugh sounded. "People refer to it as orc warriors. Compared to running away, how about we work together? It would be difficult to face him alone, you know," he said, before he stood beside me, then turned his head towards me rather than paying attention to the orc warriors who started running towards us.

"Look, I can help behind you, you can deal with it up front."

There was a wooden stick in his hand. The stick was not a stick that was usually used to hit. At the top there is a kind of purple stone. Could she be a witch? Supposedly, she was indeed unlikely to be just an ordinary woman when she was in the wild this secret.

There was no time to reply, I rushed forward to head off the figure called the orc warrior.

On the second attack, the orc fighters were again made to bounce by my counterattack technique which I named Bash! Counterattacks. It relied on the principle of 'master feeding weapon', where the energy contained in the opponent's attack would be restored to an attack that injured him in the form of a hard push.

It is worthy of being called an orc warrior.

Bash! Counterattack no longer had any effect on orc fighters. The great energy contained in his attacks reduced a lot to be able to be used as a counterattack, while his attacks became stronger.

The orc fighter swung his stone axe from under the right corner, pointing at my ribs. With the speed of his movements, and my slower reflex movements, I did not have time to withstand the attack using a shield. So I used a folded right hand instead.

A BANG!

"Ughhh!"

I bounce to the side. There was a slight pause as both my legs struggled to maintain their position, which in the end lifted as well. The influence of the Sacred Greaves and Sacred Boots gave up when I experienced a shock that exceeded his capacity.

The nerves in my body were subjected to extreme shock, making me tremble as I tried to get back up.

"Ohuk!"

I coughed up blood, but there was no time to wipe away the stains on my lips, nor was my head covered in the Sacred Helmet. Experiencing deep wounds as a result of receiving the attack is not surprising.

When injured, my body will automatically self-heal at a speed above normal. Basically, the process took time, and I slowly felt a strange sensation inside my body, like my blood working hard to heal the wounds inside. Not just an internal wound, the right hand cannot be moved.

The fight is not over, of course.

Even in this condition, my eyes were still focused on the orc warriors. As the woman said, she was no ordinary woman. I just witnessed how something that I thought was magic was released by him, my eyelids still widened because of it.

The orc warrior who was supposed to make a follow-up attack on me who was in this bad condition, was now unable to move as his body was wrapped around by the many black hands that emerged from the shadows under his feet.

"You!" the woman exclaimed as she started running towards me. The look on his face showed concern as his eyes focused on looking at me. "Why so sloppy!"

Holding my shoulder, thinking that I might be struggling just to stay standing, he said, "pardon me. Because of me, you're hurt. You came to help me. I should have been able to chant faster, but I was just an amateur witch. So-so"

I'm laughing a little. "It's embarrassing, really. Unexpectedly the attack was so strong," I started walking towards the orc warriors who were still trying to escape the black hand.

When do I have the desire to protect others? I don't really understand myself, as if I can't turn away from this.

After all, who would have the heart to let a woman alone fight against such a monstrous figure as an orc warrior? Imagining this woman fighting alone makes my blood boil.

Or, perhaps also my pride as a man does not want to lose to an orc warrior in the presence of a woman?

The pain I felt in my body made me feel even more excited for some reason. The sensation I felt as my blood struggled to heal the wound was pleasant. Not that I like pain. Before this, the little finger on the leg that hit the table leg alone made me scream in pain, and it was really unpleasant.

The tightness in the chest has been reduced enough, the right hand can be moved slightly.

Can I defeat orc warriors?

In the present condition, it is clear to me that being able to defeat him is impossible.

"Are you stupid?! Where are you going?!"

I summoned the Light Metal Spear as I continued walking towards the orc warriors. "You're a witch, but you're a fool. It's obvious I'm going to continue this fight, right?"

[You bought a Spearman Talent, 25 Quest Points have been used]

[Spear Mastery has been obtained]