Who hid My Corpse!

Chapter 41: Thirty-five, you damn bug!

“Isn’t it just a bug?” Kelsay touched his stubble-covered chin, smiled, and said, “Honestly, this statement is quite interesting. Do you know what’s interesting about it?”

Ulu stared intensely at Kelsay and did not respond.

“What’s interesting,” Kelsay continued, “is that this metaphor is very vivid, extremely vivid indeed. No metaphor could be more fitting.” Kelsay said, “But to say that you are not a bug, now that’s a bit… not very objective.”

As he spoke, Kelsay slowly drew out the Holy Sword, one side reflecting anger, the other side reflecting mockery.

“I’m curious, what gave you the illusion and courage that you are not a bug? Could it be…” Kelsay’s gaze slowly moved down, wandering between Ulu’s left and right hand, “Is it that forbidden finger not belonging to you? Do you feel that by acquiring that forbidden finger, you have become the forbidden existence?”

Kelsay did not give Ulu a chance to respond before he spoke again.

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“If that’s the case, then it falls upon me to wake you up.” Kelsay raised the sword towards Ulu’s nose and smiled, “But you know, I am a Knight and unfamiliar with gentler methods, so I must be a bit cruel. For instance, first chopping off that finger that doesn’t belong to you, and then…”

Kelsay had not finished speaking when suddenly the sound of something tearing through the air came from behind him. He clicked his tongue lightly, then immediately turned around to see three Magic Chains attacking him.

“Can’t you wait for me to finish speaking?” Facing the sneak attack, Kelsay calmly swung his sword. The Magic Chains, composed of Magic Power, were instantly cut down by the Holy Sword, which was imbued with a stronger Magic Power, “But I’m quite surprised that you wouldn’t… hmm?”

Mid-sentence, Kelsay immediately turned around again just in time to see Ulu holding a shovel with one hand, swinging it directly at his neck, evidently intending to kill Kelsay in the same manner as he had the servant.

However, Kelsay, being the Knight Master, was clearly not as defenseless as the servant; he calmly swung his sword.

There was a crisp sound.

The rusty shovel, like the Magic Chains, was arbitrarily cut down by the Holy Sword, indicating Ulu’s sneak attack had failed.

But Kelsay raised his eyebrows, “You, you actually could…”

Before he could finish, Kelsay noticed a white mist suddenly enveloped his feet. He suddenly realized something and immediately looked up to find Ulu’s other hand performing a Magic Seal, muttering incantations.

Had those previous two attacks been a cover for this Magic Seal? @@novelbin@@

Realizing this, Kelsay hastily retreated but was a fraction too late. As Ulu completed the final seal and the last syllable of the incantation, a red flame burst forth from the white mist.

“Boom!”

The white mist exploded.

The dilapidated house could not withstand such an explosion and immediately collapsed halfway, sending up a large cloud of dust.

The Knights waiting outside watched in amazement, hesitating whether to go up and rescue, but soon the dust thinned out. While it did not completely clear, they could already see the general situation inside—Kelsay was still standing in his original spot, surrounded by a faint magic Shield, and Ulu was sitting by the wall, clutching his chest as if kicked.

“You really surprised me,” Kelsay looked at Ulu and said lightly, “I always thought you would never learn how to apply magic in actual combat, especially given the trauma you left during the assessment.”

Ulu stared intensely at Kelsay.

In the Rhein Divine Sect, every Priest knows magic because only those who know magic can become Priests. However, knowing magic, being able to use magic proficiently, and being able to use magic in combat are three different levels of mastery.

Because the basic requirements for magic—Sealing and chanting—are indispensable.

If these two are not synchronized, the magic fails. So, in the Rhein Divine Sect, there are not many Priests who can fluidly use magic, let alone apply it in more complex combat situations.

Being able to proficiently wield magic in real combat is also an important benchmark in the Rhein Divine Sect.

Once crossed, one is no longer a Low-Rank Priest and can directly ascend to the Great Cathedral to become a more core member of the Clergy.

Ulu, who had always wanted to leave the small town and ascend to the Great Cathedral, had diligently studied spells and participated in the internal assessments of the Cathedral many times, but…

“Ah, you were really hardworking back then, coming to me from time to time, hoping I would teach you combat skills,” Kelsay said slowly as if he were really reminiscing with an old friend. “Unfortunately, the day before the assessment, during our training, I went a little too hard, so I accidentally…”

At this point, Kelsay purposely paused, then stared straight at Ulu, as the corners of his mouth slowly split apart.

“I accidentally crippled you.”

His tone was very casual, as if he was talking about something trivial.

Ulu clenched his teeth tightly and growled low, “You did it on purpose!”

“Ah, what you’re saying… isn’t that obvious?” Kelsay shrugged his shoulders and said, “Of course I did it on purpose, but do you know why?”

Ulu didn’t speak, knowing that saying anything would only make Kelsay more pleased.

“Ugh, not even responding, how boring. But it doesn’t matter, I can tell you the reason,” Kelsay said, “You might think I didn’t let you participate in the assessment because you have good talent and I didn’t want to see you, um… succeed? So I deliberately ruined you?”

Kelsay said this while shaking his head.

“If you really thought that, then you certainly misunderstand me. I am absolutely not that narrow-minded, unable to see others perform well. On the contrary, if you really had high talent, I’d be happy to see you ascend to the Great Cathedral, but…”

He paused and then his smile gradually turned mocking.

“You are just too weak, you know? You have no talent at all, taking forever to chant a spell, a year to complete a seal. I’ve taught you for so long, and you’ve learned so little, really the least talented person I’ve met. But then again, you’re so persistent, spending far more time on this than most people, which is really…”

Kelsay’s gaze suddenly turned cold, “Disgusting. You’re like a maggot in a dung pit, desperately trying to climb out. Just seeing this effort from a maggot is enough to make people nauseated, you know?”

“So I crippled you.”

“I think your previous analogy was quite apt; you’re just a worm.” Kelsay raised his sword, pointing it through the lingering dust at Ulu’s nose tip, “Worms should just stay underground, not try to climb up, you understand?”

He had thought that Ulu would become even angrier upon hearing the truth.

But unexpectedly, Ulu broke into a smile at that moment.

A mad laugh.

Kelsay’s brow furrowed slightly.

Suddenly, he felt something was off.

This dust, why hadn’t it settled yet?

Instead, it was getting more…

Wait!

He suddenly realized something and instinctively tried to activate a shield, but it was too late.

A greater explosion ignited the smoke, instantly collapsing the rest of the house.

When Kelsay emerged from the smoke, half of his armor had been blasted open, his exposed body bloody and mangled.

And in his eyes, gone was the earlier indifference and disdainful mockery. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with… rage.

He, had been wounded by a worm.

“You…,” his teeth almost shattered as he roared, his anger clearly heard throughout the village, “damned worm!!!!”