Chapter 180.1 - Mortal Combat
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『―― Your ultimate technique really does feel like an ultimate technique.』
I spoke with genuine admiration as I looked out over the forest now full of tree stumps.
『Hehehe, you got it right?』
Leaning against the greatsword he had driven into the ground, the man smiled with a grin, even as he struggled to catch his breath, his shoulders rising and falling heavily.
Sword Saint Hessel.
A large number of logs were needed for the construction of the Frontline base, so we went to a nearby forest and carried out a bold logging operation. It was a sight to behold, trees falling one after another, as if an invisible giant were swinging a massive sword through the forest.
『I’m not that great with finely tuned movements, but when it comes to the weight of a single blow, no one can top me. They don’t call me 『Heavy Strike』 Hessel for nothing…!』