Pseudo-Villaines

The Battle in the Forest

The clanking sound coming from the clashing swords rang out everywhere. The mercenaries escorting Uncle Hull tried to repel the ambush who had suddenly attacked their convoy.

However, judging from the situation, the mercenaries were clearly outnumbered.

"Sir! The enemy is twice as many as us! What should we do now!?"

"Keep blocking the enemy! Don't let them break through to master Hull's horse carriage!"

The mercenary leader was trying to give instructions to his men while fighting against his enemy at the same time. He mustn't let these assailants break into Uncle Hull's carriage!

He killed three of his enemies. But his men weren't so lucky. Some of them have died because they did not have time to react to the surprise attack that the enemy launched.

'Shit! If this continues, they will reach Lord Hull and others!'

His prayer was probably granted by the Goddess. No, rather the Goddess was playing herself. One of the attackers managed to break through his men and perched on a horse-drawn carriage belonging to uncle Hull.

Proudly, he raised his long sword up high. A sword that is long and sharp to be able to penetrate the chariot belonging to uncle Hull and kill the people inside.

But how surprised they were, the enemy or the mercenaries, when a sword first pierced through the chariot from within. The blade ripped through the chest of the enemy and stabbed his heart so he died on the spot.

Seeing an enemy that failed to kill its target made the morale of the mercenaries rise. With high spirits, they managed to push back the horde of enemies.

But momentum only happens briefly, when the real face of their enemy comes. Four people with cultivation who were at the fourth level. The mercenary leader clicked his tongue.

'Stupid! I was on the fourth level myself! But at most I can only fight two people on the same level! But for four....'

Doubts began to appear in the heart of the leader. Should he back off with his men? But Uncle Hull has paid a very good price. If he were to retreat now, the reputation that he and his men had built up would collapse!

Yet he also did not want his men to be in a dangerous position! In the midst of his worries, he heard a childish voice coming from behind him.

"Are you hesitating uncle? Remember, uncle has paid you a very good price. If you run now, your name and the names of your men will be tarnished. No more people will use your services."

Who her!? Since when has he been standing behind me!?

The mercenary leader instantly slashed at the two heads of the enemies who came towards him. He looked back and saw a 13-year-old child standing at a leisurely pace.

The corner of his eye caught an enemy darting towards this child! But in front of him was an enemy who also darted towards him. In a split second, he was again indecisive, but at that very instant, the voice of the little boy made him convinced.

"Don't let your guard down, uncle! Face the enemy before you!"

Therefore he turned towards his enemy and swung his sword. His enemy's body was split in two.

On the other hand, the little boy had killed his enemy as well. He changed the position of his sword and pierced the person's neck without looking back one bit."

"Thank you son, thanks to you! That's not what I meant! Quickly get in the carriage, bad boy! This is not a playground!"

But the boy did not heed the warning from her. Instead, he smiled as if he found something interesting.

"Two people on the fourth level came from the front side of the train and two people on the same level came from the back side. Don't you?

"You don't have to worry uncle. You take the front and I the back. How about that?"

The mercenary leader thought for a moment. But he immediately shook his head. This is not the time to be picky. He decided to trust this boy.

The boy just smiled. He then went to the back side of the horse carriage while killing the enemy blocking his path very casually.

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After saying that he would take care of the enemy attacking the rear side, Jean immediately rushed towards the place where the enemy forces were concentrated.

He killed several enemies that blocked his path by ripping their hearts apart and beheading them.

Jean also helps the struggling mercenaries in defeating their enemies. In less than a minute, Jean killed five people.

Somehow all the mercenaries were moved to obey Jean's orders. Those who had been split became reorganized and formed a circle.

This made it easier for Jean to move. He pulled out his sword and three people died. Then two people jumped over him. Jean took the bodies of two of his enemies and threw them on them so that they both fell down with their necks landing first.

And now, Jean faces her two main enemies. Two people with cultivation levels at the fourth level!

Jean had no doubt. Although the two let go of a strong enough killing intent, to Jean it was just a child's toy.

"GIRINGS, BOY!!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, one of his enemies advanced with a sword pointed at him. He slashed his sword at all directions. His slash was very fast.

But Jean casually avoided it. Sometimes they also attack and attack. The clinking of their swords rang out. The sparks flew everywhere. It was unexpected that his enemy was in a desperate position right now.

Seeing this happen, his partner could not keep quiet. He then intervenes in a fight between Jean and his partner. He goes to Jean's back and attacks her from both directions.

But Jean had guessed that. He repelled the attacks of the two elegantly. He looked for gaps between their attacks and managed to injure several parts of the body such as the shoulders, waist, and arms.

"Fuck! Who are you, boy!?"

"Don't let your guard down! He moves faster than us!"

Both are getting frustrated. Uninspiring. Jean thinks this fight is no longer necessary. He focused his energy point on the leg then jumped towards the opponent who was in front of him.

Thanks to the attack, his opponent's head was decapitated and fell to the ground. Without giving a chance to her partner, Jean twisted her body at a speed that the eyes could not follow and split the person's body in half horizontally.

"It turns out that this is the power of someone who has reached level four. What am I supposed to say? Weak maybe?"

Jean kicked and spat at their corpses and left while slaughtering the scattered remains of the enemy.

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Author Note:

As a reminder, In this story, power is divided into ten levels or Grades. The level is like this;

Level one

Level Two

Level Three

Level Four

Level Five

Level Six

Level Seven

Level Eight

Level Nine

Ten Levels

For someone who had been grade four, he could already be considered a strong person. And once one had reached level Five, it would be extremely difficult to break through to level six and beyond.

As for Jean, her cultivation level had already reached level Five. One more step, he would break through level six.

The cultivation concept present in this story is slightly different from other stories and not so detailed. Because this story does not focus on cultivation.