Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight

The headless corpse slammed onto the ground, twitched twice, and then lay still.

A burly bear-man warrior stood there, a bloodstained iron axe still gripping his right hand. His dark brown face was framed by bloodshot bear eyes that burned with undisguised hatred.

He spat on Glick's corpse and then shouted.

"Brothers! Avenge our leader!"

Chapter 78 Massacre

Sebastian witnessed all of this.

The bear-man warrior who had attacked the hyena orc was raising his bloodstained iron axe high, roaring at his kin: "Brothers! Avenge our leader!"

"Avenge the boss!"

"Kill this old human man!"

More bear-man warriors recovered from their shock, gripping their iron axes and bone spears tightly. Their dark brown fur stood on end, and they bared their teeth, uttering low, sustained growls at Sebastian.

Thousands of bear warriors began to surge forward.

They trampled over Glick's lifeless hyena body, surging towards Sebastian like a black torrent.

The earth was trembling.

Sebastian looked at the bloodshot eyes of the bear-man warriors.

He sensed the unwavering determination in those who, despite knowing the disparity in strength, still chose to charge forward.

“Truly a loyal and brave warrior,” Sebas said softly, a complex expression appearing on his wrinkled face. “As a subordinate, he risked his life to avenge his fallen leader; as a warrior, he did not back down even when facing a much stronger opponent. He deserves praise.”

He sighed softly.

"But, I'm sorry."

Sebastian took a step forward.

"In order to carry out Lord Tapimi's will and achieve true peace."

"Also, to complete Lord Ainz's mission and to repay Lord Rune."

"The only option is to kill you all."

The moment the words left his mouth, Sebastian vanished from the spot.

The bear-man warrior at the forefront only saw a blur before the old human man in the black tuxedo appeared in front of him.

He didn't even have time to raise the iron axe.

Sebastian's fist had already landed on his chest.

"boom"

With a dull thud, the bear-man warrior's body flew backward like a stone thrown by a catapult, knocking over seven or eight of his kin behind him and carving a deep furrow in the dirt road.

His chest was caved in, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were wide open but unfocused.

Sebastian did not pause.

His figure flashed and disappeared among the bear-men, each appearance accompanied by a precise strike.

Sebastian's fist landed on the bear-man's head, the sound of the skull shattering short and crisp.

His hand slashed across the bear-man's neck, and blood gushed from the wound.

It was less a battle and more a one-sided massacre.

Sebastian did not use any weapons. As a pure unarmed combat fighter based on the Qi system, he wrapped "Qi" around his fists and feet to launch attacks, and his hand blades could become sharper than any blade.

The bear warriors charged forward one after another.

As the iron axe came down, Sebastian retaliated with a punch, shattering the axe along with the attacker's head.

Sebastian was equally unconcerned as the bone spear pierced through the bear-man's chest.

Blood flowed on the dirt road, forming dark red streams.

The corpses were piled up like mountains.

But the bears did not retreat.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time.

Sebastian stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, and even amidst the sea of ​​blood and carnage, the elegant old butler perfectly avoided the splattered blood.

His breathing was steady, and not even the hem of his clothes was ruffled.

The remaining bear warriors finally began to waver.

Fear spread like a plague through the queue.

"monster……"

A young bear-man warrior murmured, his iron axe slipping from his hand and crashing to the ground. He looked at the corpses of his kind scattered on the ground, and at the composed old human standing amidst the pile of corpses, and his legs began to tremble.

"Not human...this guy isn't human..."

Another bear warrior threw down his weapon.

When the first orc turned and ran, fear finally overwhelmed hatred.

More bear-men began to flee.

Iron axes and bone spears were discarded on the ground, clattering together with a series of uneven sounds. The dark brown figures ran without looking back into the depths of the hills, quickly disappearing beyond the horizon.

Sebastian chose not to pursue them, allowing some of the orcs to escape—a selfish act on his part.

'Presumably, this will make the Orc King realize the difference in strength among the fleeing Orcs, prompting him to surrender and amend the laws.'

The naive Sebastian thought so.

But some orcs remained.

Approximately two hundred bear-man warriors did not flee.

Some of them threw down their weapons, knelt down, their tall bodies trembling before Sebastian.

The other group lay among the corpses, groaning and struggling.

They were not directly hit by Sebastian, but were knocked down and injured by their own kind who were flying backward in the chaos.

Some had their leg bones broken and couldn't stand up even after several attempts. They could only lie in pools of blood and rubble, staring in terror at the approaching figure.

There are very few left who can still fight.

Sebastian looked around.

He walked toward the bear-man warriors kneeling on the ground.

“Raise your head.”

A voice, like the whisper of a demon, rang in the ears of the remaining orcs.

Several bear warriors raised their heads tremblingly, their bear eyes filled with fear.

Sebastian's gaze swept across their faces, confirming that these men had lost their will to fight.

Sebastian nodded slightly.

He walked up to one of the bear-man warriors, a young bear-man warrior whose body was trembling violently, his eyes closed, awaiting death.

Sebastian extended his hand.

It landed gently on the bear-man warrior's neck.

Sebastian gently massaged him.

The bear-man warrior's body went limp, and before he could say goodnight, he fell into a deep sleep, his body slumping forward and crashing onto the mud.

Sebastian walks towards the next bear warrior.

The same action happened again; the bear-man warrior didn't even have time to beg for mercy before losing consciousness.

After dealing with the bear-men who had surrendered, Sebastian turned to the wounded who had fallen to the ground as a result of the aftershocks of his battle.

Some of them were still able to move, and when they saw Sebastian approaching, they shrank back in fear, but because of their injuries, they could not move an inch.

Sebastian crouched down and examined their injuries.

The bear-men's injuries varied in severity, but when they looked at Sebastian, all that remained in their eyes was pure fear.

Sebastian didn't say much and let them fall into a deep sleep.

After dealing with the last bear-man, Sebastian straightened up.

He looked around to make sure he hadn't missed a single one.

Then he took out the bronze-colored metal piece from his pocket.

The magic ore emitted a faint blue light, flickering in his blood-stained palm.

Sebastian stared at the metal piece, his thoughts drifting away.

'Lord Rune, the matter of taking custody of the prisoners is entrusted to you.'

Sebastian put the metal piece back into his pocket and walked towards the front line of the Orc Kingdom.

Although Sebastian could also control them with [Puppet Hand], there were too many of them, and new orc troops would definitely arrive later.

So he decided to knock him unconscious and leave it to Rune to deal with.

Chapter 79 Rune Has Changed

Half a day later.

The sun was already setting in the west, casting a dim yellow light on the dirt road between the hills.

On the distant horizon, a few vultures were still circling low, probably smelling blood, but were scared away by Rune's troops.

Rune pulled on the reins and raised his hand.

"stop."

At the same time, more than two hundred cavalrymen behind them reined in their horses, their hooves pausing a few steps and raising a small cloud of dust.