Jobless Reincarnation: Emiya the Great Hero Must Show His True Skills

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Normally, they just did dirty work for Darius, such as capturing the daughters of impoverished nobles.

At most, they would kidnap noble girls of the four lords' level.

However, this was the first time they had ever kidnapped Princess Ariel of the Kingdom of Asura, and it was quite a torment for them.

While the kidnappers were flustered and uneasy, a figure at the edge of the room seemed quite calm and relaxed.

To him, kidnapping Princess Ariel didn't seem like a potentially capital offense; it was just a trivial matter, like eating and drinking.

This is an orc with rabbit ears, wearing matte black armor and a long sword hanging at his waist, giving off a gloomy feeling.

"A bunch of fools who have already embarked on the path of risking their lives for money, yet they still feel uneasy about their life or death at any moment. It is truly foolish."

The man looked at the kidnappers with a mocking expression, laughing at their confusion and unease.

Suddenly, an echo came from the air: "Brother Nakur, we shouldn't laugh at them. After all, everyone is afraid of death."

"I know that fear of death is an instinct, but how can I become stronger if I can't overcome that instinct?"

"Yes, they can't possibly be as strong as us."

The man was talking to another voice in the air.

This bizarre behavior did not confuse the surrounding kidnappers; they were clearly already used to the strongman's strange behavior.

Northern Saint, Nakurjad.

One of Darius's Saint-level powerhouses, his true form is not a single person, but a pair of twin brothers who look almost exactly alike, named Nakur and Jad.

These two brothers are practically of one mind and body. Not only are their thoughts completely aligned, allowing them to understand each other's ideas without needing words, but their combined strength will also rise to a new level.

Although he appears to be just a Northern Saint, if he were to be attacked by the two brothers at the same time, he could even bring a sense of oppression at the level of the Northern King!

Such a powerful opponent is a rare and valuable asset even in Darius's hands.

Darius has now dispatched these two brothers to carry out the mission, which shows how serious he is about kidnapping Princess Ariel.

At this moment, North Saint Nakurjad glanced indifferently at the kidnappers who were still trembling with fear and worried about being exposed, and walked alone into the depths of the room.

He entered a dark room, lit a candle, and saw several girls imprisoned inside.

These were all prey that the kidnappers had gathered for Darius.

Furthermore, each of the girls has an extraordinary background, being the offspring of various noble families in the territory of Fitoa.

Darius used to capture them to satisfy his sexual desires. Now, Darius has suffered severe injuries to his lower limbs and is unable to satisfy his desires, but he still continues to capture noble girls.

Among the aristocratic girls, the blonde girl stood out like a crane among chickens.

It wasn't just because of her beautiful appearance, but also because of her calm demeanor.

While the other girls were all filled with despair and pessimism, Princess Ariel maintained a calm and even composed demeanor.

"Hehe, as expected of Her Highness the Princess."

Nakuljad smiled and spoke, then pulled out the [Indestructible Supreme Saint] from his robes.

He never expected to be at a disadvantage because of a weapon when he attacked Ariel.

Despite being an ordinary person with absolutely no fighting talent, Ariel almost escaped from Nakuljad after receiving the blessing of the [Indestructible Supreme Saint].

This was the first time Nakuljad had ever cared so much about a weapon.

If Darius hadn't explicitly stated that he wanted to confiscate the weapon, he would have really wanted to keep it for himself.

When Ariel saw Nakuljad showing off his weapons, her expression flickered slightly, but she ultimately remained calm.

She spoke quietly, "Who's behind you? Who sent you to arrest us?"

Ariel had just learned from the girls around her that these girls were noble daughters from all over the territory of Fituia who had been captured. Some of them, like Ariel, had just been captured, while others had been trapped here for several days, unable to live or die.

Ariel felt great pity for them, but she was powerless to change the situation and could only pray for rescue.

Right now, facing Nakurjad, Ariel desperately wants to use words to glean useful information from him.

If I ever regain my freedom, I will make the culprits pay a terrible price.

However, Ariel's thoughts are just thoughts and cannot change reality.

Nakuljad gave her a mocking look and sneered, "Do you think I would expose my employer's identity? That's a major taboo in this industry."

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, Darius sent you, didn't he?"

"..."

Ariel's instant guess of the mastermind surprised Nakuljad, who looked at the princess with newfound respect.

Ariel then spoke up on her own: "There aren't many people who would attack me. Darius is the most likely one. Moreover, he has a personal grudge against the Boreas family. Recently, the Boreas family has been openly trying to protect the assassin who attacked Darius, which is undoubtedly unacceptable to Darius."

"Hehe, Your Highness, you have quite the imagination."

Nakuljad inwardly praised Ariel's quick thinking, but naturally wouldn't admit it outwardly.

As a pure mercenary, he naturally knew to abide by certain industry standards.

His only regret was that the mission was far too easy.

I thought that a princess like her would be surrounded by powerful guards, but it turns out that both Luke and Dirichlet are just weaklings who are not even Saint-level.

Nakuljad had made thorough preparations for this, but he was unable to fight a truly strong opponent, and ultimately felt that his punches missed their mark.

Right now, Nakuljad is preparing to continue chatting with Ariel to pass the time and avoid hanging out with those dim-witted kidnappers.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

As the kidnappers' voices rang out, Nakuljad and Ariel's expressions changed.

Nakuljad immediately grabbed Ariel and rushed out. He had expected to be met by the army of the Boreas family, and he had already planned to escape with Ariel, at least not letting the princess he had captured escape.

But when he went outside, he never expected that what came into view was not a large army of Bereas, but two young men who looked quite young.

The boy had red hair with a tuft of white highlights in the front.

The young man had short brown hair and looked rather dull.

These two people actually brazenly barged into the kidnappers' stronghold in the small town.

This undoubtedly plunged everyone into surprise and chaos.

Chapter 160 The Blade of Light? Shirou, you're a Sword Saint!

"Enemy attack? Who is the enemy?"

Nakuljad looked at the two young men and boys who had rushed in from outside the town and felt a sense of absurdity for a moment.

He had originally thought that a sudden attack would occur, and that the army of the Boreas family would surely break in.

Although for some reason, Darius's spies and informants had not sent any news, Nakuljad, being as vigilant as he was, was basically unwilling to do anything that might be risky.

If he encounters an enemy he cannot defeat, he will directly use his Northern God Style skills to escape with Ariel, whom he has kidnapped.

However, the current situation is clearly completely beyond Nakurjad's expectations.

The attackers were not the Boreas family's army, but two seemingly frail men.

Leaving aside the red-haired boy, the brown-haired youth was none other than Princess Ariel's guardian knight, a nobleman named Lucinatos Grellat.

Nakuljad had already investigated the other party and knew that he was just a mid-level swordsman and there was nothing to worry about.

However, Nakuljad did not recall the red-haired boy next to Luke.

For someone as vigilant as him, no opponent, no matter what kind, should be underestimated.

Of course, now that he knew the enemy was not the Boreas family's army, but just two brainless idiots, Nakuljad naturally gave up the idea of ​​running away.

He wanted to see if these two guys who rushed in alone really had any skills, or if they were just reckless fools.

"boom!"

While Nakuljad was having this idea, the kidnappers had already launched an attack on Shirou and Luke.

The kidnappers were just as startled as Nakuljad, thinking that the Bereas clan had discovered the place and launched a surprise attack.

But after discovering that it was only Shirou and Luke, they became arrogant and confident, completely disregarding Shirou and Luke.

After all, compared to Shirou and Luke, they not only had the advantage in numbers, but each of them was a man who had tasted blood with his sword, so there was no way they would be afraid of two nobles who seemed to have never even killed a single person.

"I can't believe some greenhorn would actually come knocking on my door like this. He's practically asking for his death!"

The kidnappers looked at Shirou and Luke arrogantly and surrounded them without any hesitation.

"!!!"

Faced with such a group of fierce thugs, Luke undoubtedly showed signs of panic immediately.

Although he had made up his mind to give his life to save Ariel, he still couldn't control his fear when faced with such a group of ruthless thugs, and his legs trembled instinctively.

But Luke soon realized something was wrong.

Compared to him, Shirou showed no hesitation whatsoever. The boy clearly looked a few years younger than Luke, but his attitude was as firm as a rock, unwavering in the slightest.

"..."

Luke was undoubtedly very resentful of Shirou's reaction.

He tried to pull himself together, but he couldn't calm himself down like Shirou.

Meanwhile, Shirou didn't care about Luke's attitude.

He glanced around the scene, assessed the number of enemies, and found that although there were many kidnappers, they were mostly low-level swordsmen who looked to be of average strength.

With such a group of people, it would be impossible for them to successfully kidnap the princess.

There must be a powerful figure behind it all.

Shirou took this to heart and took a step forward, slowly placing his hand on the longsword at his waist, ready to draw his sword at any moment.

Shirou's actions undoubtedly drew ridicule and mockery from the kidnappers.

"Laughable! You delicate nobleman dare to put on airs with us? Judging by your young age, you've probably only ever wielded wooden swords. Can you even swing a real one?"

The kidnappers mocked Shirou mercilessly.

They didn't think much of Shirou at all.

After all, judging from his attire, Shirou was merely a descendant of a nobleman.

In the eyes of the kidnappers, nobles were practically synonymous with weakness and incompetence, a bunch of good-for-nothings. They grew up in warm and comfortable environments and probably never experienced a fight in their lives. On the contrary, these bandits struggled between life and death every day just to survive.

Even if a nobleman's son is a master swordsman, or even a level above them, he would still be no match for them in a real life-or-death battle.

Therefore, even though they sensed that Shirou might be quite skilled in swordsmanship, the kidnappers showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, they rushed forward with grins on their faces, a sinister smile playing on their lips.

"Shirou..."

Luke managed to control his trembling hands, but he couldn't control his shaking legs.

He tried hard to appear brave, but he just couldn't.

For a moment, he really hoped that Shirou could behave similarly to him, so that he wouldn't be too embarrassed and could have someone to keep him company.

But Shirou's reaction was completely unexpected.

"almost."

Shirou seemed unperturbed by the kidnappers' words from the beginning, and even seemed not to have heard what they were saying at all.

He simply watched with a cold gaze as the kidnappers gradually closed the distance between them and him.

At the very moment when the distance reached its limit, his hand on the sword hilt suddenly moved—

"The sword is like light, the momentum like a shadow!"

The moment Shirou drew his sword from his calloused hand, everyone felt their vision blur for a fleeting instant.

In other words, the speed at which the sword was drawn even exceeded the speed at which sight could capture it.

Before the kidnappers could even react, before they could even grip their swords, they felt a cold glint flash through the air.

The kidnappers who were further away were alright.

Some of the kidnappers who were closer to the scene didn't even have time to react before they felt a cold sensation in their lower back and abdomen.

It was like a gentle breeze, drifting through the air.

The wind kept drifting and swirling.