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Chapter 339: Speed, Skill, and Sarcasm ( 339 ) · Nov 11, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 301: The King Steps In ( 301 ) 2026-11-11
302 Chapter 302 302: Official Decree ( 302 ) 2026-11-11
303 Chapter 303 303: A Broken Hero ( 303 ) 2026-11-11
304 Chapter 304 304: Land of Warriors ( 304 ) 2026-11-11
305 Chapter 305 305: Seeds of Ambition ( 305 ) 2026-11-11
306 Chapter 306 306: Warmth and Worries ( 306 ) 2026-11-11
307 Chapter 307 307: Duel of Wits ( 307 ) 2026-11-11
308 Chapter 308 308: The Joy of Battle ( 308 ) 2026-11-11
309 Chapter 309 309: Unseen Threats ( 309 ) 2026-11-11
310 Chapter 310 310: Instincts of a Leader ( 310 ) 2026-11-11
311 Chapter 311 311: Wealth and Growth ( 311 ) 2026-11-11
312 Chapter 312 312: Gold vs. Paper ( 312 ) 2026-11-11
313 Chapter 313 313: The Value of True Wealth ( 313 ) 2026-11-11
314 Chapter 314 314: Treasures of the Past ( 314 ) 2026-11-11
315 Chapter 315 315: Promises and Memories ( 315 ) 2026-11-11
316 Chapter 316 316: Vows and Bonds ( 316 ) 2026-11-11
317 Chapter 317 317: Desire and Cruelty ( 317 ) 2026-11-11
318 Chapter 318 318: When Play Turns Serious ( 318 ) 2026-11-11
319 Chapter 319 319: The Fearsome Father ( 319 ) 2026-11-11
320 Chapter 320: Dinner Table Politics ( 320 ) 2026-11-11
321 Chapter 321: A Title to Bear ( 321 ) 2026-11-11
322 Chapter 322: The Heirʼs Resolve ( 322 ) 2026-11-11
323 Chapter 323: Inside Her Dream ( 323 ) 2026-11-11
324 Chapter 324: The Devilʼs Bargain ( 324 ) 2026-11-11
325 Chapter 325: Fools and Pawns ( 325 ) 2026-11-11
326 Chapter 326: Truth and Consequences ( 326 ) 2026-11-11
327 Chapter 327: The True Delegation ( 327 ) 2026-11-11
328 Chapter 328: Memories of a King ( 328 ) 2026-11-11
329 Chapter 329: Old Friends and New Feels ( 329 ) 2026-11-11
330 Chapter 330: A Bite of Trouble ( 330 ) 2026-11-11
331 Chapter 331: Maid Duties and Mischief ( 331 ) 2026-11-11
332 Chapter 332: Rage of the Maid ( 332 ) 2026-11-11
333 Chapter 333: Not Your Average Noblewoman ( 333 ) 2026-11-11
334 Chapter 334: Grill, Kill, and Chill ( 334 ) 2026-11-11
335 Chapter 335: Schemes and Strategies ( 335 ) 2026-11-11
336 Chapter 336: Hammers and Laughs ( 336 ) 2026-11-11
337 Chapter 337: A Dwarf, a Wyvern, and a Bottle ( 337 ) 2026-11-11
338 Chapter 338: Cheers and Chaos ( 338 ) 2026-11-11
339 Chapter 339: Speed, Skill, and Sarcasm ( 339 ) 2026-11-11
340 Chapter 340: Rise of the Predator ( 340 ) 2026-11-11
341 Chapter 341: Too Close for Comfort ( 341 ) 2026-11-11
342 Chapter 342: A Hero’s Deception ( 342 ) 2026-11-11
343 Chapter 343: Plans of Deceit ( 343 ) 2026-11-11
344 Chapter 344: Shattered Illusions ( 344 ) 2026-11-11
345 Chapter 345: Chili and Chains ( 345 ) 2026-11-11
346 Chapter 346: Javier’s Grand Scheme ( 346 ) 2026-11-11
347 Chapter 347: The Throne of Nonsense ( 347 ) 2026-11-11
348 Chapter 348: Defiance and Discovery ( 348 ) 2026-11-11
349 Chapter 349: Traditions and Tensions ( 349 ) 2026-11-11
350 Chapter 350: Submission or Sacrifice ( 350 ) 2026-11-11

Chapter 339: Speed, Skill, and Sarcasm ( 339 )

Javier strolled through Akan Village, enjoying the peaceful moment.

The smell of freshly grilled meat filled the air, mixing with the earthy scent of the fields.

Children ran past him, laughing. Villagers smiled and waved.

For once—

Everything was calm.

But then—

A chill ran down his spine.

His enemy detection skill flared.

Danger. Close. Approaching fast.

Javierʼs expression darkened instantly.

Without hesitation, he shouted—

”Liana! Gloria! Defend the villagers!”

Lianaʼs sharp eyes locked onto his, sensing the urgency.

”Young Master!”

Gloriaʼs calm demeanor changed, her hands moving to her hidden blades.

”Whatʼs happening?”

Javier raised a hand.

”Get back! Just cover our people.”

Both maids hesitated for half a second—

But they obeyed without question.

Then—

A shadow loomed overhead.

From the sky, something descended quickly.

Someone.

With a loud crash, they landed just a few meters away from Javier, dust and debris flying up from the impact.

As the dust settled, Javierʼs eyes narrowed.

A girl.

She stood up slowly, her body poised like a predator.

Her arms, legs, and part of her face had intricate patterns—ancient markings carved into her skin.

Not tattoos.

Amazarak markings.

Her eyes locked onto him.

A single Amazarak warrior.

Inside Javierʼs mind, he analyzed the girl.

Her movements, mana flow, stance.

And the verdict?

She wasnʼt strong.

At least— not as strong as the Sword Hero.

Javierʼs lips curled into a grin.

”Heh… well, I was getting bored anyway.”

His eyes sparkled with amusement.

With a low chuckle, he tilted his head slightly.

”…So entertain me, girl.”

The girlʼs eyes flashed.

She vanished.

A sudden burst of movement—faster than an ordinary warrior—

And she reappeared behind him.

Her kick came swift and brutal, aimed straight at his head.

Javierʼs grin never faded.

With a casual motion, he raised one hand—

And blocked it effortlessly.

The moment he blocked her kick, the girl didnʼt retreat.

She didnʼt flinch.

She didnʼt speak.

Instead—

Her aura erupted.

A surge of mana pressure surrounded her, causing the air to tremble.

Javierʼs eyebrows raised slightly.

(Hoh… so sheʼs been holding back, huh?)

Yet—

Even as her power flared, her expression remained emotionless.

She still hadnʼt said a word.

No battle cry.

No taunt.

Just pure silence.

(Weird.)

Then—

She moved.

Faster. Stronger.

Her feet dug into the ground, and in an instant—

She charged straight at Javier.

Her movements were refined, her control over her mana clear.

Javierʼs grin widened.

His eyes shone with excitement.

”Oh! Magic close combat? Nice!”

For the first time in a while—

He actually felt like playing.

The girl vanished again, her movements faster and sharper.

She attacked.

Her fists blurred, throwing a rapid barrage of strikes, each aimed at a vital point.

But—

Javier just grinned.

His hands moved lazily, blocking every single punch with almost no effort.

Her speed?

Decent.

Her technique?

Not bad.

But to Javier?

Still slow.

His voice dripped with amusement as he smirked.

”Nice.”

He casually tilted his head to the side, dodging a straight punch with ease.

”…Errr, but still slow.”

The girlʼs eyes narrowed.

She didnʼt react to his words.

No frustration.

No emotion.

Just pure focus.

Then—

She jumped back, gathering mana around her leg.

Flames ignited, swirling violently around her foot.

She launched forward.

The flames roared, her attack powerful enough to shatter solid stone.

The villagers watching from afar gasped in fear.

But Javier?

He didnʼt move.

He didnʼt flinch.

Instead—

He reached out.

And with a single hand—

He caught her leg.

The flames licked his skin, but he didnʼt even acknowledge them.

Then, without hesitation—

He threw her.

Hard.

Her body spun midair, crashing into the ground several meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Javier rolled his shoulders.

”Not bad.”

Then he grinned.

”But youʼll need more than that to entertain me.”

Javier smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement.

His hand rested on the back of his head, his posture completely relaxed—as if he wasnʼt even in a fight.

With a mocking smirk, he tilted his head slightly.

”Come on, bitch. Use your real power.”

The Amazarak girlʼs eyes flickered.

Her body tensed.

She moved.

A surge of mana surrounded her, boosting her speed even more.

With zero hesitation, she charged—

Faster. More precise.

Her fists and kicks flew, launching a relentless barrage of close combat attacks.

Each strike aimed to break bones.

Every movement refined and controlled.

But—

Javierʼs grin never faded.

His body shifted slightly, dodging some attacks and blocking others—still looking completely unbothered.

He yawned.

”Aw~ come on~,” he drawled, voice teasing.

He tilted his head mid-dodge, narrowly avoiding a punch.

Then, with a smug grin, he casually added—

”Use a weapon too.”

Because honestly?

This was still too easy.

Javier let out a mock sigh, shaking his head as he effortlessly blocked another punch.

”I donʼt know why you Amazarak think you can win every fight with just fists and close combat. Damn!”

His eyes glowed with amusement as he dodged another kick by leaning slightly to the side.

Then—he smirked.

”Is that your full speed? Come on! Too slow.”

The girlʼs expression remained cold, but her attacks grew sharper and more precise.

She was pushing herself to the limit.

But—

Javier?

He was still just playing.

Then, suddenly—

He vanished.

A burst of wind filled the space where he stood.

The girlʼs eyes widened as she lost sight of him.

Then—

He reappeared.

Right in front of her.

Their faces inches apart.

His expression?

A slow, mocking grin.

Before she could react—

He vanished again.

Then—he reappeared behind her.

This time, his face was serious.

Then—gone.

Now—to her left.

A raised eyebrow, a smug smirk.

Then—gone.

Now—to her right.

A look of complete boredom.

Then—gone again.

Reappearing at random places, each time showing a different expression.

Mocking.

Playing.

Taunting.

The girlʼs body tensed.

Because she just realized—

She couldnʼt track him at all.

Javierʼs speed only increased.

A blur of motion.

Reappearing. Vanishing.

Circling her faster than her eyes could follow.

In between, his voice echoed, dripping with mockery.

”Come on! I thought you Amazarak were stronger!”

Another blur—he appeared behind her.

”Just like your warriors, right?”

Another burst of speed—he stood a few meters away now.

Then—

With zero hesitation, he tossed something onto the ground.

A small object.

It hit the dirt with a dull clink.

The girlʼs eyes snapped down.

(Thatʼs… our warriorʼs…?!)

It was a necklace.

Not just any necklace—an Amazarak warriorʼs token.

Made from the fangs of beasts, engraved with battle markings.

A warriorʼs pride.

One of her own.

And Javier?

He just grinned.

His eyes gleamed.

”You all came here thinking you could do something to my people?”

He stepped forward.

His grin widened.

His voice—low, almost dangerous.

”Do you think I will let a banana produce fruit twice?”

A cold silence.

The villagers behind him shivered, not understanding the meaning—

But the Amazarak girl?

Her body tensed.

Because she knew exactly what he meant.

( End Of Chapter )

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