The Paladin Owns the Relic

238 – Hayden and Marker (7)

Isla Hayden.

A woman who was born different from normal humans.

Innate grip and ferocity were far from family. Rather, she traced her maternal grandfather’s long lineage back, and contained the warrior eccentricity of her ancestors.

「Please! Ayla! Women shouldn’t act like that!”

Innate mutation. She was liked, but Ayla didn’t like it at all.

She felt frustrated wearing cute clothes. Nobility’s manners were not to her liking, and if she sat discreetly, she wanted to smash everything in her sight.

She liked running and playing in the fields. It was in her temper to wield her fists and live freely.

But as the only child of the Hayden family, the pressure coming in was considerable.

Frequent runaways.

Martial arts learned in the wild.

When her innate talents interlocked, she became a person that even her family could not dare to handle.

「You are a beast.」

A man she met on her travels said that.

「Because you can’t satisfy your desires, you’re obsessed with blood. Find the right mentor. Otherwise, it will be short-lived before reaching adulthood.”

Ayla was lost for a while not knowing what that meant. But she didn’t figure it out after all, so she went back to her original life.

Seeing the blood and enjoying the battle made her feel like she was truly free at that moment. She couldn’t get over her addiction of the moment and she threw herself again.

A broken body.

Because of that, the wild nature is getting stronger.

Isla Hayden couldn’t get rid of the idea that she was a beast.

But even so…

She was satisfied with that.

. . .

“Grrr…

Red eyes. The bloodshot whites moved. Ayla thrust her teeth into another bite of the enemy in front of her eyes.

A wild beast that has defeated many strong men. There was no form of biting, which was the beast itself.

It’s just taking nature’s order as it is and calling it ‘nothing’.

But because it was so pure, it was extremely dangerous.

Isla moved. She once again swept around at high speed. The more the help close was repeated, the more cracks began to crack in her support.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

The ground shook and the walls crumbled. Ayla howled in the accelerating world.

Saliva flowed from her pleasure-stained mouth.

Blood. Blood.

Everything blooms.

If this whole place is stained with blood, wouldn’t it be like dying?

Then wouldn’t her body tremble as she was swept away by a greater pleasure?

“aaa!!!!”

Good.

Good.

Rip everything up

Mana mixed with blood jumped from Ayla’s hand. Something like a wolf’s tooth was on her fingernails.

Nanga (狼牙).

In countless battles, the teeth that had defeated dozens of strong men flashed.

This hand has also killed an apprentice knight. He tore mercenaries in half who tried to attack him, and once hung out with a large monster all night and ripped out his tongue.

No matter what you collide with, you will win if you go to the end. The longer the battle continues, the sharper it becomes.

I can’t stop it. It must be so. Ayla used the wall as a stepping stone and jumped at once.

Compressing space.

Distorted vision.

A blooming nymph aimed at the opponent’s vitals. Dream of life.

The place where you can most easily see the blood in it.

Heart.

“aaa!!!!!!!!!!”

In the mind-numbing pleasure, Ayla did not doubt her victory.

The only thing the opponent is holding is a half sword.

It is a weapon whose blade with a broken middle has become overwhelmingly shorter.

There’s no way I could do anything with such a low quality thing. The best thing for the other person is to just quietly give your heart…

“…Huh?”

Choi…Seon…?

“It climbed too high.”

There is something ahead.

Black snake.

“Isla Hayden.”

. . .

Six-pronged tail.

The tips of his fingers, sharp like wolf teeth, brushed past his body. Blood gushed again from the scratched skin.

But Isabella didn’t care. She hurriedly threw the half-spent sword away.

Ayla passed herself. Her speed slowed down, and then she took a few more steps forward.

It came to a complete stop.

“How…How…”

“I was able to do it from the beginning.”

Isabella sighed.

“I didn’t do it because I was afraid there would be aftereffects.”

Charaaa!!!

Blood burst. Blood gushed like a fountain from a huge X-shaped wound that started on Ayla’s chest.

Ten fingers falling. Dismembered body parts lay on the floor.

“Oops…Crazy…Fun…”

Ayla banged her head on her ground. She wriggled as it was, but soon slumped.

“A monster…like…”

The noise has been reduced. The enthusiastic crowd fell silent.

An underground arena that quickly becomes quiet.

“Ba, what just…”

“Has anyone seen it…?”

“What is this…f*ck magic…like…?”

“They both disappeared for a moment, but suddenly…Why…?”

The small rumble soon grew louder. She couldn’t even trust the referee and didn’t know how to judge, so Isabella just stared blankly at it.

Isabella silently examined Ayla’s body. Excessive bleeding. In addition, she cut off all ten of her fingers.

If she had not been cut, she would have been cut. It was such a sharp blow.

But the reason she was reluctant to do this was…

“…Treatment is not all-round.”

That’s because after she’s been cut once, there are bound to be aftereffects left on her patch.

No matter what, the student Zahard will teach.

Had she known this was going to happen, she should have induced excessive bleeding in the first place. Isabella took all of her severed fingers. After she set it aside, she roughly wrapped Ayla’s wound.

You can’t heal here. Not only did she not want to be found out as a snake priestess, she didn’t want to be here anymore.

Isabella put her ayla on her shoulder roughly. The limp corpse did not move as if it were dead. But as I put my hand on her neck, I could feel her faintly pulsating.

“Hey, over there…”

“What is it?”

“That… We will dispose of the corpse…”

Isabella shoved the referee.

“Get out of the way.”

“Yes, yep!”

The referee stepped aside. The crowd of guards also stiffened and couldn’t move.

I was overwhelmed by the woman in front of me. Her legs trembled as her hamstrings numb just from our eye contact.

With Isabella on her shoulder, Isabella moved her steps back to where she came from.

No one stood in the way. Everyone naturally moved to one side.

However, those steps did not reach the door.

“Sleep aaa…!”

The first time she heard her voice caught her.

“No, dear. Serpent!”

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Something fell from above, causing the whole stadium to reverberate for a moment. The appearance of a giant that appears through the dust.

The woman sitting on her shoulder jumped to the ground. She smirked, her eyes glinting through her long bangs.

“New Champion. Heroes of the underground arena. Ah. It was a great match…Don’t say that…”

“Who are you?”

“Lavender. The manager here…”

“Are you going to fight?”

“That’s not going to happen.”

Lavenda, the owner of the underground arena who stretched out her words, circled around Isabella.

“Champion. Champion Serpent. Are you thinking of leaving like this? If you reign as the champion of the underground arena, you can earn a huge amount of money. A ridiculous amount of money per game will fall on you…”

“No need.”

“Don’t you need money? It can’t be…Money is important. No way… Money is very important…”

Lavenda stopped walking. Isabella pointed to Isla, who was carrying it over her shoulder.

“The one who was tied up here because of the money that year…Champion. Champion Serpent. You can take the child with you if you want. But you have to pay for it. Aren’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“One year. Keep the champion here for just one year. In that case, I’ll release that child. Doesn’t that child have a lot of debt?”

“What if you don’t like it?”

“Can’t you live while only doing what you want to do?”

Lavenda stretched her back. She laughed sullenly.

“I don’t care about money, and I don’t care about being a champion… I think your goal was Ayla from the beginning… I like money. The deal is good, the obvious is good. You can do anything with money, right?”

“There are things that cannot be done.”

“What is that?”

“You won’t be able to stop me from taking this child.”

“Huh…”

Lavender licked his lips.

“Sorry, but that is possible.”

The half-giant Zekel moved.

“Because my bodyguard bought with money is stronger than you!!!”

Shouting. The half-giant let out a grotesque sound, as if pouring out a sense of exhilaration all at once.

Isabella was taken aback by the natural magic. The hostility that ran over her skin.

Strong.

Not just an escort!

“What is this…!”

Quaaa!!!!

Isabella’s body was slammed into the wall. Her body was slammed against the wall as her reaction was delayed by Ayla’s holding.

“Heuk?!”

The damage is serious. A force enough to crack a bone in one arm that barely reacted.

In addition, Ayla was also caught in the attack and was shocked.

Ayla fainted while crying and vomited blood once. Her Isabella hurriedly put her on her floor.

“What are you thinking?! Is she even going to kill the debtor!”

“It’s okay…”

Lavender smirked.

“There is a substitute in front of me, but there is no reason to save it, right?”

“You bastard…!”

Isabella bit her lip. Her stigmata, wrapped in her bandages, fluctuated.

In a place like this, I have to use the power of snakes…!

“It’s a substitute.”

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A voice breaking through the hustle and bustle.

“This one is much more expensive to replace. Lavender.”

A calm voice came from the crowd.

A voice that cuts through the murmur and pierces through. Lavender turned her head. She frowned and searched for the source of the sound.

“…Who are you?”

“Who is it? A person.”

The man with his arms hanging over the railing grinned. Beside him, her familiar face looked at her anxiously.

It’s a jade marker. The man who always clung to Golbin’s side.

Then who is that guy next to him?

“Clarify your name…”

“I don’t have a specific name to disclose.”

The man jumped into the underground arena. He walked calmly, casually looking up at Jekyll, who was much taller than himself.

“I also want to play a championship match.”

“…What?”

“Why? No? There’s a contestant who knocked out a new champion right in front of me without even giving a signal to start the match?”

The man warmed up lightly.

“There’s nothing I can’t say. Let me take one too. Champion Bet.”

“…Are you crazy?”

“No. I’m sane.”

Black magic slowly begins to color the arena.

Under the man’s black hair, golden eyes burned quietly.

“I’m just a little angry.”