Chapter 183.4
The Aishe warriors who were fighting shouted at the sight, and Jesha, who saw them, faintly smiled. There was no way that a human being could survive such an attack after being subjected to a level 5 Combat Skill. Everyone with common sense thought so… But–
“…Too light.”
“Gah!”
The moment a faint murmur was heard, Camille’s face was struck by Aishe’s shield.
In contrast to Camille, who was blown away and staggered, Aishe stood up, licked off the blood spilling from the corner of his lips, spat it out, and turned a disdainful gaze on him.
“Is that how serious you are? Or is that your limit? It seems like you haven’t drawn out the full power of that magic sword. I’m sure an ordinary group of people could have defeated you, but… how could you defeat me with a borrowed technique like that!”
“Kuh!”
Aishe had certainly taken some damage. She took it in a defensive posture as soon as she realized that she could not switch her focus on speed, but even so, Aishe would not have been standing there if the combat skill had been properly used.
Now he was more angry at Camille for trying to beat her with such a half-baked technique than wounding her body.
Aishe believed that even if he did not have the power, he could at least be a role model and do his best and risking his life in the struggle. Aishe had done so, and in pursuit of the image of her missing “sister,” who risked her life to imprint her techniques on her own body.