Paladin In Dark Fantasy - Chapter 2-1

The war horses handled by the Knights of the Church were a little different from ordinary horses.

The Church enhanced the physique and strength of the fine horses from the South. And it was a breed that had a very excellent speed among other things.

As soon as Aiden got out of the private house, he drove his horse, Petra, at top speed, accompanied by a loud noise.

The possibility that the Demon could hear the sound of the horses hoof and run away would have to be considered, but it didnt matter because it was a wide-open area and wherever the demon was hiding, he was within Aidens sight.

Aiden thought it would be better if he hopped out of the brewery.

Fighting in a narrow and dark building will damage the interior, and it will be a devastating blow to the village of Tedrang, which makes wine for a living.

And as expected, when he neared the brewery, shards of glass fell to the ground with a bang.

A black man jumped through the broken window and sprinted across the plain.

Aiden dismounted his horse, a cruel smile on his face, and pulled out the lance he was carrying, imbuing divine power to the spear blade.

He twisted his back halfway, while keeping his legs firmly on the ground.

A cockroach-like bastard!

And with a thunderous roar, a white flash of light ripped through the darkness.

After confirming that the flying spear has directly pierced the mans back, he tapped Petras rear.

Run at full speed.

Aiden guarded the front door of the brewery without mounting the horse.

As Petra disappeared in the distance, where the figure had fallen, the door creaked open.

What appeared was a handsome man in a luxurious tunic and coat.

He looked like a high-ranking nobleman.

The devil knows how to roll his head.

Hearing Aidens voice, the Incubus wrinkled his face.

But what will you do? I just caught it.

The shadow that popped out was a clone of the Incubus.

When it came to Aidens magic sensitivity and eyesight, the level was enough to distinguish between them.

As Aiden drew his sword and strode closer, the Demon straightened his wrinkled face and let out a sneer.

This is it, it seems that even the brain is filled with muscles.

If that was the case, I would have blown you away with the whole building.

Ha! Very energetic.

The Demon glanced down at Aiden as if to measure him.

As I can see, you are not a Paladin. Are you a Demon Hunter?

In response to the Incubus question, Aiden judged Sebas to be a worthless demon.

Demon Hunters cannot wield divine power.

A reverberation of divine power still remained in Aiden, meaning that he was a lower class who could not even sense that much.

He is completely unrelated to the main scenario.

Aiden walked towards the Demon with a disappointed expression on his face.

Youre not even worth talking to.

As Aiden put the sword back, he raised the corners of his mouth.

Are you suddenly surrendering? But what should I do, youre not a woman, Ill kill and see

Before he could finish his speech, Aiden clenched his fist and punched him.

Leather gauntlets ripped through the skin on his face and crushed his nose.

The Demon roared like a beast, grabbing his nose, which was dripping with black blood.

His eyes were dyed red, and the surroundings were covered with black magic.

Gah, you dare touch someones face!

At the same time, Aiden exploded his divine power. A halo burning behind his back. A blinding flash of light cleared the darkness.

Only then did the demon realize that the being he was facing was a Paladin. Not an official one though.

The Hound of the Church

Aiden didnt give him time to think. He kicked the demons thigh with his steel shin, knocking him to the ground.

The demon was overcome with a sense of helplessness with his sight completely blocked.

Dirty demon bastard.

Immediately after grabbing his hair and fixing it, he kicked him in the face like a soccer ball.

With the sound of his face being crushed, the devils head was tilted back.

His upper body bent in a strange shape. With such power, it wouldnt be strange even if his spine were broken, but he was not a human, but a demon.

After a while, he creaked and twisted his body. Aiden frowned at the sound of bones snapping together.

Hes tough.

Broken teeth spilled from the demons mouth. Black blood pooled on the floor, and his eyes glistened with hatred.

Aiden didnt want to kill him right away, so he adjusted his strength to some extent, but the demons recovery was faster than he expected.

Damn you Hound! Ill gut you alive!

The demon pulled out his long claws and charged.

He was as fast as a beast, but Aiden lightly twisted to dodge him, then grabbed the demons neck.

He lifted the demon up with one hand, and ripped out both of his shoulder blades to keep the demon from scratching him.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-!

The scream was so uncomfortable and unpleasant that he felt like vomiting.

Because of his Seeker of Destruction trait, Aiden was overcome with a desire to smash his head right away.

However, the Church had ordered that the Incubus be transported to Viscount Trafel.

It was the reason why he couldnt kill him right now.

Aiden frowned and tightened his grip. Sebas body twisted and he had a seizure. Fear crept into his eyes, which was unusual for a demon.

There was no longer any hostility or hatred towards Aiden.

Aiden clicked his tongue and threw him to the ground.

He turned the demon over and laid him on his face, then cut both of his heels off with the dagger he took out of his chest.Dont run away.

Since its a blade coated with divine power, the demons regenerative power wont work either.

Then, as he blew a whistle, Petra came running from afar, holding Aidens spear in her mouth.

The chains attached to the saddle were fastened around the neck of the fallen demon.

Youve killed a few people. But, now the situation is reversed. How do you feel?

The Incubus eyes trembled anxiously.

What are you doing

Aiden got on the horse.

As Petra moved slowly, the chains loosened. Aiden immediately steered his horse.

The Paladin looked more like a demon in front of the Incubus.