Suddenly there was a tearing pain in his right arm, and Borena screamed in surprise, and the long sword in his right hand fell to the ground, and the whole person almost fell to his knees.

He hugged his right arm, but it seemed to be out of his grasp, twisting and flapping backwards like a snake, a series of crunching sounds between the bone joints. Borena gritted his teeth and sweated like rain, trying to stay awake in the midst of the excruciating pain.

A string of blue-black spells appeared from his twisted wrist, and the characters seemed to wriggle under his skin...... He didn't know when it was painted, but he should have known that Eli wouldn't really give him a chance to escape.

"Now," Eli waved his sword with his right hand, his handsome face contorted with hatred, "let's see what the savior of the Kuz estuary can do with one hand!"

-- It's definitely not fair.

Borena smiled wryly in the bottom of her heart. His back was already in pain and he couldn't make any movement of a little more amplitude, and his right arm, which was twisted like a rag and almost knotted, hung limply at his side, and the slightest shaking made him feel pain in his heart and lungs, but he could only roll on the spot when Eli swung his sword, gritted his teeth and picked up the long sword with his left hand, and resisted hard.

Don't waste your life.

Someone told him that...... Someone was still waiting for him, and Ethan Croefler never had a plan. Even if he doesn't believe in himself, he has to trust his friends. There are already so many people who have done so much for him...... He did not give up power.

The only consciousness he had left was barely enough for him to stare at the slashing sword. Dodge and block in frustration. Eli's right hand was already working well, but still wasn't as nimble as his lost left, which seemed to give Borena a chance to live.

The slippery ground was just as bad for him as it was for Eli. As he dodged, his right arm hit the stone pillar. Another sharp pain made Borena's eyes blacken, his feet slipped, and he fell right into two stalagmites, and in a hurry he had nowhere to focus but to watch as the sword stabbed him in the chest. Anger erupted in desperation, and Borena roared, throwing his sword almost blindly.

Eli had to step back. It seemed that he had tripped over something under his feet, and he almost fell to the ground. Borena actually broke free in that short period of time, his whole body was shaky, his eyes were scattered, and his wet hair was clinging to his pale forehead. It seemed that he might fall down at any time, but he still stubbornly persevered, pulling out the small dagger and blocking it in front of him.

Eli let out a roar of frustration, finally losing his patience completely—it was ridiculous, why would he give up his most powerful weapon when he was a necromancer and no longer a hell knight?

He took a few steps back and recited the incantation again.

Borena shook his head, concentrating, and turned his dagger toward the slowly approaching one. The foul-smelling undead was completely oblivious to another figure flashing from the shadow of the stone pillar behind him.

He only reacted in a trance when a cold, powerful hand grabbed him from behind, there was probably more than one undead here......

With a nonchalant ferocity, Borena swung the dagger behind him. I can't think about it anymore.

He really tried his best. Even Ethan couldn't be picky.

Consciousness drifted away. He vaguely heard Eli's roar, and the last thing that rose in his heart was not anger, not resentment, but a strange annoyance, wanting to sleep well but being constantly woken up.

"I've died a few times, what the hell are you not satisfied with?!"

He roared and threw his fist. It felt like something had been hit firmly, and a dull pain came from the knuckles. The answer he got was faintly murderous in the calm:

“...... Probably because you're always dead. ”.

The redness on Ethan Croiffler's cheekbones was so striking that Borena would not dare to stare at his face if he was conscious—but he had only just escaped death again, and he felt entitled to delirium for a moment.

“...... How did I get back?" he asked, blankly, realizing that his right arm had returned to normal, as if it had never been twisted into a rag. He tried to move, only to feel a slight numbness, and pulled back his sleeves, and the strange spells disappeared completely.

"You were found lying half-dead on the river beach downstream. If you can't swim, don't learn how to go into the water to save people. Ethan's flat tone made Borena almost suspect that he was in a dream—but he remembered the pain in his right arm so clearly, Eli's eyes burning with hatred...... It couldn't be a dream!

He glared at Ethan with an unhappy expression: "I almost died again, but I didn't have amnesia!"

"Amnesia is good for you. Ethan raised half of his eyebrows and glanced at him, "I can help you if you need to." ”

Borenab didn't want to know at all how he was going to "help" - he wisely kept his mouth shut. If Ethan says he's drowning, he's thinking he's drowning......

“...... Falbo!" He snapped into the thought of the boy who had really drowned, and almost jumped, "Is he okay?"

The last thing he wants now is for anyone to be hurt by him.

"I was watching the excitement outside. Ethan said, "He's a lot more energetic than you." ”

Borena noticed that there was a lot of commotion outside the tent, and the figures printed on the tents kept flashing, and it seemed that many people were coming and going with torches, talking loudly.

"Water monsters?"

He heard the word clearly, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ethan's answer made him even more curious.

"If you don't want to be surrounded and asked how you fought the water monster, I suggest you stay here obediently and pretend to be unconscious. ”

“...... War...... Water monster?" Borena's eyes widened in disbelief and he stammered and repeated, "I...... What did I do?"

Ethan's face finally had an uncontrollable smile: "That's right, you did it." Your sword is still in the head of the monster, and no one can pull it off...... Resurrected from the dead and slain the water monster that devoured the living, Borena Dejuri, you have now become a living 'legendary hero'. ”

The "legendary hero" looked at him dumbfounded, unable to close his mouth wide open for a long time.

Early the next morning, Borena secretly took advantage of the night of noisy people to disperse, buckled up his helmet and slipped out to take a look at the water monster that he had "killed".

Not alone, of course. Borena didn't dare to ask Ethan if he had captured his brother, but he was just as well protected, or guarded.

The "water monster" is actually nothing more than a huge thunderfish, about the height of two adults from head to tail, and I don't know how long it has lived in the black river, maybe it has actually eaten people...... Or the body of a drowned. The dense fangs in the gaping mouth did look a little terrifying, and the scars on the whole body were full of cracks to reveal the whitening flesh of the fish, and the fins were torn to tatters, and there was a pitiful look. The blood-soaked sand turned a strange dark color, and the strong fishy stench made Borena involuntarily cover his nose.

The two brothers, Gunner and Falbo, who had come back from watching the excitement, told him that many of them had taken the opportunity to cut off a lot of meat before they were stopped by the Crofler soldiers, and it was not known whether they had been put on the fire or thrown into the saucepan. And the long sword he thought had fallen into the water was indeed deeply stuck in the head of the huge fish.

Borena twigs twigs tapped the fish's head, and listening to the dull voice, he was quite convinced that with his strength it would never be possible to stab so deep with a long sword without any magic attached, let alone underwater.

There aren't many people who can do that.

"Did you do that?" he had to ask the knight who was standing beside him with his arms crossed, still heavily armoured.

The knight glanced at him, and his light blue eyes had a complicated expression: "...... No. ”

Borena almost immediately understood the look of pride and amazement, and could only turn his head speechlessly, continuing to stare at the sword that glittered like a "legendary sword" in the newborn sun.

He knew who did it.

But who would believe him? He could not refuse the glory that had been imposed on him. When even Sergio couldn't help but sneak over with Belin, eagerly asking Borena how he managed to kill such a huge monster, he could only smile bitterly and tell the excited teenager that he probably hit his head in the water and he couldn't remember anything......

Sercio's face was full of adoration, as if he felt it was some kind of humility, and Behring's eyes clearly accused him of lying...... Well, he was lying. But what else could he do?

When he hit the road again, the way people looked at him changed a lot, which made Borena even more uncomfortable. Ethan calmly talked to a few young nobles who had slowed down to talk to them, but there was not much actual content in the words, and some of the things revealed made Borena suddenly feel faintly panicked and uneasy.

That's for the Longfu family...... Resentment of Queen Kazia, of a young man who "can't even hold a sword" is about to become their king.

It's not that Borena can't read the gazes that come at him - whether it's true or not, a "legendary hero" seems to be the object of these young people and their willingness to follow.

He didn't have the slightest desire to be king...... But he became more and more confused about what Ethan wanted to do.

When he finally found an opportunity to speak privately with Ethan, Borena asked the same question he swallowed back a few times:

"Where's Eli?"

Ethan gave him a faint look, and as he expected, did not give him a direct answer.

"Safe place. He said.

“...... What other plans do you have?"

"You'll know. ”

Borena sighed slightly, looked at the long line in front of him, and suddenly wanted to just ride away without looking back.

(To be continued)