Speed Is Weight (Continued)

The clown's flag, erected atop the tallest central tower, is fluttering in the wind.

As one of Orario's top Familia, it's only natural that they have guards. And right now, the clan members guarding the gate are pointing their greatswords directly at William's nose.

"What do you want by coming to our Familia's residence?"

The goalkeeper's tone was quite unfriendly. He had been the goalkeeper for over two years, and this was truly the first time he had ever seen anyone dare to loiter in front of the Loki Familia.

"Don't be so confrontational! I just want to Loki Familia, that's all."

William truly hadn't expected the Loki Familia members to be so short-tempered; he had simply wanted to walk through the wide-open doorway.

"Join Familia?"

The goalkeeper looked puzzled, but seeing that William didn't seem like he was trying to cause trouble, he sheathed the knight's sword he was holding in one hand.

"I haven't heard of any plans for the Familia to recruit new members recently, so please leave!"

He thought about it carefully for a moment, and then politely declined William's request to go inside the building.

"They won't even let you in the door?"

William thought to himself with a hint of helplessness that his plan was to infiltrate the Loki Familia then randomly find a member below level 4 to demonstrate his melee combat skills.

If he could have the strength to defeat a level 3 member without any Blessing, he believed that the chief god of this Familia would be begging him to join.

"If that's the case!"

A cold glint flashed in William's eyes; he had just come up with a pretty good idea.

"My friend, you must be an adventurer!"

"Of course! I'm a level 2 adventurer, why are you asking this?"

The gatekeeper frowned slightly, and his hand, which had already lowered its weapon, returned to the hilt of his sword.

Although he wasn't a high-level adventurer, he was at least a level 2, third-tier adventurer, and he could still sense basic battle intent.

"Then I'm very sorry to offend you!"

"William Spengler, I would like to ask for your guidance."

He inwardly marveled at his good luck; he hadn't expected that even a gatekeeper in the Loki Familia was already level 2. Although it was slightly less than his target level 3 opponent, it was still effective.

William took a deep breath, slammed his right foot into the ground, and at the same time, the CAD he was wearing in his ear emitted a faint glow.

He charged straight at the goalkeeper like a cannonball launched from its launcher.

The fist swung above his shoulder was aimed directly at the goalkeeper's face.

If his punch lands directly, even someone who isn't strong would be able to catch the momentum from his charge and knock the level 2 adventurer unconscious with a single punch.

Speed is weight!

Although this adventurer was merely a gatekeeper, he was also a gatekeeper for the Loki Familia, even though William's sudden attack caught him somewhat off guard.

But when William had charged halfway, he still managed to draw his greatsword from its scabbard.

He gripped the greatsword tightly with both hands and made a horizontal slashing motion on the spot.

If William were truly just a reckless fool who could only charge forward without any control over his body, he would definitely be cut in half at the waist by this greatsword before his fist could even hit the gatekeeper's face.

But William had trained in the Kudo-style Ancient Martial Arts for many years in the Irregular at Magic High School World, so of course he couldn't possibly lose control of his body.

Just as he was about to collide with the sharp greatsword, he lightly touched the ground with his toes.

William leaped off the ground, flipped in the air, and then kicked the goalkeeper hard in the temple.

Clang!

That sound was the sound of a knight's greatsword hitting the ground.

While surprised that William had dodged his attack, the goalkeeper did not lose his composure despite his astonishment.

At this point, it was too late to wield his heavy greatsword in a counterattack. With his considerable combat experience, he decisively discarded his beloved sword.

He shielded his right temple with one arm.

Bang!

A loud sound was made when the lower leg collided with the arm.

The goalkeeper, who had been pushed two steps back by the force of the impact, shook his slightly numb arm.

He stared intently at William, who had landed safely.

"You're at least a level 2 adventurer. Which Familia were you with before?"

He initially thought it was just an arrogant young man, but he never expected it to be a third-level adventurer like himself.

"I've never been a member of Familia!"

Feeling the slight pain in his calves, William spoke casually.

He hadn't expected that a level 2 human adventurer's body would already be strengthened to this extent by the Blessing.

Even the most advanced superhuman developed in the United States couldn't possibly withstand his kick by simply taking two steps back.

"Who are you trying to fool!"

"Are you saying that you can be compared to me without Blessing or power?"

The goalkeeper didn't believe William at all. Did he think an ordinary person with physical abilities almost equivalent to a level 2 idiot was a moron?

The goalkeeper's gaze toward William now held an increasingly uneasy expression.

"Oh dear! We can't pretend we didn't hear that!"

"Kid, you're saying you didn't do Blessing before?"

The voice came from a man with crimson hair.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt (about 4/5 length), black trousers (about 8/10 length), and pure white sneakers.

Of course, he wasn't alone; a blond-haired little man was following behind him.

The dwarfs were probably only about half his height!

He was wearing light yellow armor and leather gloves, and was resting his chin on one hand, his azure blue eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe.