Chapter 55: In the Name of the Father
Bahad moved forward step by step, approaching Camille, who was still struggling to get to his feet.
"If it weren't for your damn dad who almost killed my cronies, I wouldn't have had time to clean up you bedbug!"
As soon as he lifted the man covered in bruises, he was like a toy, and once again he slammed into another wall on the side amid the exclamations of the onlookers!
It's no longer a duel, it's almost a show, Bahad is putting on a demonstration to all those who try to betray him, what will happen to people like them.
But he never noticed that just now, the two daggers pinned to his legs were gone.
"You're aaaโโโโ!!a When he stepped forward again to grab Camille, who had fallen to the ground, the man who had closed his eyes suddenly jumped up, and the two daggers in his hands pierced into the gaps of the Bahad armor with precision, bringing up two bloody rays.
The severe pain made Bahad almost instinctively dodge, touching the other weapons on his body, trying to defend himself, but found that the weapons on his body were gone, and the war hammer he had just dropped because of his arrogance was seven or eight meters away from him, resting between himself and Camille, who was slowly walking with a dagger in hand.
"Do you know, my father told me that if you don't have enough strength, then wait for the right time and accumulate strength."
Step by step, the blood in his eyes had not yet dried, but the remaining one eye was still full of fiery anger, and two blood-stained blades were held in his hands, and Bahad was as unstoppable as a god at this time!
"I believed it, and then my father died, without dignity, and nowโ"
As his footsteps approached, Bahad decided to take a desperate gamble
"Ahhโโ!h Roaring like a beast, Bahad began to charge for Kamil, aiming for his beloved warhammer behind him
- As long as I get it, as long as I get the weapon, this little imp is nothing!
With that in mind, Bahad charged with all his might, bound to complete his mission of destroying the remnants of his former master.
"I'm the big sweat, stinky boy, get out of here! โโ๏ผ โ
The shouting stopped abruptly, and the charge came to a halt in front of Camille.
Feeling the sharp pain in his knee, Bahad slowly lowered his head, and saw that his two other Seiko daggers were actually stuck in his knees.
One of the flaws in Bahad's armor was that in order to meet his need for the flexibility of his heavy armor, he never wore metal covers for his knees and elbows, but instead used black linen, and no enemy on the battlefield would live to discover the secret.
"Y-how do you know!?"
Struggling, Bahad did not dare to move again, and began to lose a lot of blood below the knee, gradually becoming as stiff as a stone carving, that is, if he moved now, then he would completely lie on the ground and become a mess of meat to be slaughtered!
"You know what." Slowly pulling out the two sharp knives that had been inserted into the kneecap, Camille endured the piercing pain and held the two knives in his hands again.
"Think about it, who advised you to lighten your armor and tell you to [wear] it every time you go on an expedition?"
"Edward! Edward, you count me! โ
At this time, Bahad Khan already felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss-like conspiracy and could not get out, he tried all his strength, ignoring his legs, which had completely lost consciousness, and a pair of big hands directly attacked Camille, who was close at hand, wanting to strangle him to death, at least fight one to die together, and definitely didn't want to see that mocking face smiling and tasting the fruits of the final victory!
"It's a pity that my father only mentioned it to me, and he was just worried about you."
His hands were like lightning, and in a scream that Bahad could no longer utter loud, two sharp blades had pierced into the bends of his elbows, which were only protected by leather.
"But what about you, my dear Uncle Bahad?"
Ignoring Bahad's painful last-ditch struggle, Camille drew another blade that pierced through his enemies.
"You betrayed, you betrayed your father, you murdered him!"
He shook the dagger in his hand that flashed with a strange blood light, and seemed to be deliberately showing it to him.
"That's it, right? Your murder weapon? Well, you will also be the soul it kills. โ
Pacing slowly, in Bahad's terrified eyes, the cold of the blade was also felt on his last main vein, the carotid artery.
And at this time, Camille's eyes were enough to kill him, and in those eyes, Bahad saw the demon!
"Goodbye, Bahad, I sincerely wish you to meet my father down there."
In Bahad's gaze of fear and despair, the blade slashedโ
Blood, pouring out like an endless river, stained Bahad's dark black armor red, and the eyes that had seen enough of the sins he had done in his life finally closed.
"Father, I succeeded." There was no joy or sorrow, more like completing a task, a wish, Camille gently overthrew the completely immobile Bahad to the ground, so that his blood would not be drained by gravity in an instant, so that he could at least have a last memory before he died - the Edward family is merciful, as it has always been.
I don't know if it triggered the detection mechanism on the ground, but the gate seemed to have received instructions, and at this time, the door when Camille came in had been opened, and a stone pen was suspended in the air, waiting for the warrior who had eliminated the grudge to engrave his name.
But no one wrote names, it was just an ancient and outdated way of remembering the dwarves, and the last one to write his name was the King of Eight Peaks Mountain in the Golden Age, who killed the leader of the invaders here, wrote his name and died of exhaustion on his throne, his bones still standing upright until the Brotherhood discovered the city.
Step by step, Camille walked out of the arena with difficulty, and the moment his entourage rushed up, this man with a strong heart "extravagantly" allowed himself to fall due to excessive bleeding.
Bahad's consciousness was about to leave his body, as was all his blood.
What he saw, no one knew, he kept chanting Edward's name, and two tears crossed the corners of his eyes. Is it the old man who is afraid that he is about to see him all the time, but he has cut his throat as he does today, or is it simply regretting that he was soft-hearted and did not kill the Edward family for a while, which caused him to feel remorse for his current ending...
"I announce! In a life-and-death battle, the new Great Khan - Edward Camille wins!! โ