NOVEL WEB Chapter 30: The Strong And The Weak
"What kind of nonsense is this?!"
Krieg spat out a mouthful of blood foam, grabbed the spear, and looked at Gawain with extreme vigilance.
"I was originally planning to cut off your arm directly."
Gawain's tone was calm as if he was stating a fact:
"But it doesn't matter."
"Just now, this guy and I were not familiar with each other's abilities. I roughly know how much force to use in the next strike."
"Bastard!"
After saying that, Krieg swung the spear in his hand again and rushed towards Gawain. The pain in his arm made his mind clearer.
He can't let Gawain use that kind of attack again. This time, it was his arm with armor to block it; next time, it might be his exposed head!
With his strength, just one hit—no, even a hit is not necessary—the explosion caused by the spear tip alone would be enough to kill the man in front of him!
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Krieg's face was filled with murderous intent.
Even though he was wearing heavy armor and running wildly with a spear weighing more than a ton, Krieg's speed was still far beyond that of an ordinary person.
In less than a second, he crossed the distance between them, and the heavy spear smashed down at Gawain like a hammer.
"Die!"
Krieg's speed seemed as fast as lightning to ordinary people, but in Gawain's eyes, it was as slow as the tortoise.
Slow!
Too slow!
So slow that it makes him feel bored!
He slightly turned sideways to avoid the sharpest tip of the spear.
Then, his sword, which was over one meter long, slashed from top to bottom.
Guanze Masamune's sharp blade swept across the largest and hardest spearhead, then cut through Krieg's breastplate and penetrated deep into his flesh.
However, during this process, Gawain did not feel any resistance at all. It was obvious that Guanze Masamune's sharpness was beyond his expectations.
Whoosh!
Blood spurted out from Krieg's chest and abdomen. His body, which had been rushing forward, fell on its back. The severe pain made him lose consciousness for a moment.
Not only was the thickest and hardest breastplate directly cut open by Gawain's sword, but the spear that Krieg regarded as a secret weapon also slowly broke from the slash at the tip.
Bang!
After the heavy sound of falling to the ground, black gunpowder from the broken end of the gun head scattered like dust.
According to the total amount of black powder stored in the gunheads, if all of them exploded, it would be enough to destroy a warship. At this moment, the sea breeze blew away this black powder.
It was not until the scattered black powder hit his face that Krieg came to his senses and realized what had happened.
"How is that possible!"
The man standing in front of him indifferently was so powerful that his ability had already exceeded the limit of his cognition.
In his nearly forty years of life experience, there is only one word that can accurately describe the man in front of him…
"Monster!"
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Just an ordinary pirate targeting the Grand Line."
Gawain's tone was so indifferent that it even carried a hint of pity.
Krieg, who was almost disemboweled, fell to the ground and gasped for breath, but he gritted his teeth and asked the last question in his mind:
"There shouldn't be many monsters like you, even in the Grand Line, right?"
"Monster?"
Gawain chuckled:
"In a world like that, people like me can't be called monsters."
"Compared to those people who can easily destroy islands or even countries, I'm as insignificant as dust floating in the air."
"You lied to me!"
Krieg spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned visibly pale:
"If... If a person like you can't even navigate the Grand Line, then what's the point of all the weapons I built for survival?"
"Survival?"
The pity in Gawain's eyes became even stronger, but it was like a sharp knife piercing Krieg's heart, which was a pain far more unbearable than the physical wounds.
Krieg gritted his teeth and heard Gawain's indifferent voice:
"Why would a strong person forge weapons just to survive?!"
Krieg's pupils shrank, and his mouth opened. He wanted to refute but was unable to say anything.
Gawain continued: "Only the weak will build equipment to adapt to the environment, while the strong will change the environment until they shape the world to their own liking."
"Whether you are willing to admit it or not, from the very beginning, you have been pure... Weakling!"
Gawain's words seemed to have given Krieg the final verdict. The faith that had been supporting this man collapsed at this moment, and his expression was almost exactly the same as when he was at Baratie in the manga.
But this time, it was not Hawk Eyes but Gawain who brought him this disastrous defeat. Gawain did not have the habit of playing cat and mouse; he preferred to cut the grass and root it out.
Whoosh!
Gawain swung his sword to shake off the blood on it and walked towards Krieg slowly.
The few seconds seemed like a century in Krieg's eyes. Never before had he felt that death was so close to him.
The cowardice that is engraved in the bones of the weak is fully aroused at this moment; tears gushed from the tear glands, and clear mucus flows from his nose:
"Please spare me, I beg you, I have money, I can be your subordinate, I have a lot of fleets..."
"I…"
Gawain shook his head.
"It seems that you still don't understand. The moment you set foot in Raven Harbor and attacked me, the current outcome was doomed."
Guanze Masamune was held high by Gawain. When he looked at Krieg, there was only indescribable pity and boredom in his eyes.
Such an opponent no longer interests him.
If he knew what Kuro had been thinking, he would certainly understand why Kuro made that choice.
Boring.
It can really drive a person crazy.
When everything becomes boring, it is better to find a quiet village and wait for death than to drift on the sea.
Fortunately, Gawain knew that there were countless mountains waiting for him to climb in Paradise and New World.
He doesn't know when his purpose after coming to this world changed without him even realizing it.
Certain traits hidden in the genes that were suppressed in the previous civilized society were gradually awakened by power and killing.
"There is no place for the weak in this ocean!"
As he spoke, the silver-white sword in Gawain's hand fell, but it stopped the moment it touched Krieg's neck skin…
"I'll give you my life in exchange for his!"
Gin, who was lying in a pool of blood, had woken up at some point and was kneeling on the ground, almost pressing his head into the soil.
Under the double damage of the wounds left by Kuro's Cat Claws and the poison gas, his body was only one step away from death. He was able to speak at this time, all thanks to his strong will:
"As long as you let the captain go, I can give everything!"
"Please!"
At this moment, not only did Gawain stop his actions, but even Krieg was momentarily distracted. But he returned to his former cold and ruthless appearance the next moment.
While Gawain's attention was completely attracted to Gin, Krieg stood up and jumped towards Gin, grabbed the latter's arm, and threw it at Gawain.
"Don't blame me! Gin! I want to live!"
"Don't get on my boat in your next life!"