Star-Slaying Swordsman Chapter 5

There laid a broken hoe randomly, one with a slightly crooked edge.

I picked it up and gave it a test swing once or twice using only my wrist.

Hm.

It gave a familiar feeling.

A scrap of a stick, which I had been wielding day in and out, felt good in my hands.

I faintly hoped that I would just find her in this unused shed, but hopes alone didnt get anywhere.

There were no signs of people coming and going here, let alone Sofia.

Guess Ill go.

I didnt have the ti to be standing around here.

Id already decided what course of action I was going to do next, but only a little, there occurred a tiny detail that others wouldnt be able to see, and it frightened .

Being an unknown adversary to , I'd never actually faced a monster before in my life.

I imdiately understood that this was the most important factor surrounding my uneasiness.

But

Ha haha. Hahahaha

As soon as I realized that I was frightened, the corners of my mouth began to twist into a hideous laugh that I didn't want to hear.

This was not my vanity, not a pretense, not a sche, but an outburst of my deepest feelings.

I couldnt help but be amused by the fact that it was just as the swordsman who lives in my mory had been saying it, as if he was trying to engrave it into my soul.

I couldnt help but laugh.

Being afraid is what makes a swordsman a swordsman, and there is no room for growth for those who arent. The emotion that drives ones growth is fear, and therefore, I approve of it. Do you think those who are frightened are weak? Declare anything you want, but Im not going to change my mind. For what reason? Because this fright of yours will be my food my nourishnt. Alas! Thank you for allowing to be frightened. And thanks to you,

I would be able to climb even greater heights.

The first emotion that ca to mind was "fright."

Most people wouldnt be so positive about that emotion, but those feelings fueled my desire to be strong. Thats what I knew in my head.

And for that reason, I laughed.

I burst out with joy, amusent, and happiness.

Im going to affirm it. Indeed, this very feeling shouldnt be dismissed. On the contrary, I should hold onto it with utmost importance.

I felt scared, terrified.

So all the more reason for it to be diminished by my desire of wanting to be stronger.

Yeah This is not bad. Keeping on swinging my sword towards unseen heights hasnt been so bad, but this feeling isnt so bad too, after all.

It was rather comforting.

My emotion, my "fear," was wrapped up in joy, and a feeling of elation filled my body.

The only regret I had was that I wished I had a sword in my hand at this very mont, as I was feeling all this heat and excitent.

I gripped the stick with strong vigor, following my emotions.

This is really not so bad.

I muttered to myself as I turned my back from the shed.

Getting farther to the village but closer to the river, I thought if Sofia was hiding anywhere, itd be in that cave-like place where she said she used for shelter in tis of rain.

I had a general idea of what to expect, and I started moving my feet.

Even though I felt sorry for my father who had insisted that I stay ho, the direction of my house was the last thing Id wanted to look at.

There was no hesitation in my gait.

Giii!

A goblin with sooty green skin squealed, stirring up discomfort in my eardrums.

It sounded sparse and out of nowhere, I felt my heart clench a little.

It took about 10 minutes to walk from the village to the river bank.

I had never seen them in the dayti, but sohow I could hear their distinctive cries coming from everywhere.

I couldnt see them, and I was only now beginning to recognize the fact that their presence alone was draining my spirit.

This is a lot harder than I expected

Theres the extre tension of not knowing when you will be attacked.

It just dragged on and on, with no end in sight, making the fatigue in my ntal state accelerate even more.

To be found or not to be found. I thought countless tis if I was going to be attacked or not, but the tension ca to an abrupt end.

Gii

It was about ti I confronted my enemy.

Of course. I really cant just walk past, right?

I will challenge the ogre.

That's why I decided not to waste my energy on a goblin.

I had a feeling sowhere inside of of not wanting to do any more fighting than I actually had to.

But there was no reason for such a wish to co true.

And hence, right in front of , with the piercing gaze of a predator on its prey, a pair of glowing red eyes shot out at .

The club-like weapon swayed slightly, as if it was focused on .

I exhaled.

I let out a deep sigh, as well as all of the tension that had built up inside .

The longer I waited, the more goblins that were scattered around would co here.

I had to finish off the goblin in front of as quickly as possible.

Calming my rapidly beating heart, I opened my mouth.

Here I co.

I was aware that I had little to no muscle strength, nor did I have any skills.

All I could do was mimic.

All I had to do was give him a blow that even the current could embody.

I had drawn the action I was about to do in my mind over and over again, and I had already decided what I was going to do the mont I swung my sword.

TL/Note: The sword hes talking about is the stick hoe he picked up at the beginning of this chapter.

That is why

I'll end you in an instant.

I proclaid to him arrogantly.