Bab 126: Fighting A Mystic Art Swordsman - Part 3

That bastard nearly got me here; I hated being tricked like this.

I had to retreat, not because I wanted to, but I was forced to do that. Although I didn't deal with many wicked twisted minded persons like him before, I learned a couple of things about them.

They hated losing, and they wouldn't hesitate to use anything, no matter how dirty it was, to threaten you and bring you down.

My only weakness was the entrance of that valley. It was my job to guard it, and if that bastard decided to neglect me and attack my team out there, it would be a disastrous incident for sure.

So, I had to protect my dream and my teammates who were risking their lives inside that valley. I had to retreat fast before he could think about doing that.

I was right about my doubts, as once I moved away for few tens of meters, coupled with many attacks he directed towards me with big misses, he yelled at everyone around him: