Gunpowder lit up the pitch-black night, and scarlet blossoms of blood burst into bloom.
Five crossbowmen were struck by the Thunder Gun's shot and sent flying.
The remaining attackers crumbled beneath the Bandaged Swordsman's longsword-
Clang!
Amid the clear, pleasing ring of steel, the longsword flashed with a cold gleam.
The sword was not fast.
The sword was not slow.
Yet with its own unique rhythm, it evaded every attack before plunging savagely into the attackers' throats. Every thrust was perfectly placed, as though it had foreseen what would happen.
Walsh watched this swordsmanship with a grave expression.
When it came to swordsmanship, Walsh relied on what the [Bone Sword] granted him.
It was not that he had been unwilling to learn. He had simply followed Glaster blindly before, believing the swordsmanship granted by the [Bone Sword] was enough.
And now?
Having come to his senses, the newcomer to the Pale Hand had long since understood the importance of swordsmanship.
The Bandaged Swordsman's skill showed him what true swordsmanship meant.
"The boss is amazing with a sword, isn't he?
Believe me, in South Los-no, in all of South County-the person who can beat the boss on swordsmanship alone hasn't been born yet!"
Eli jumped down from the rooftop and immediately began boasting about the Bandaged Swordsman.
Walsh remained silent.
Although this newcomer to the Pale Hand had only been granted swordsmanship by the [Bone Sword], that did not mean he was ignorant of what it meant to be unmatched with a sword throughout South County.
Wouldn't that require at least someone at step-entry?
Perhaps even an Ascendant.
But the Bandaged Swordsman before him?
He clearly had not reached either level.
Walsh remained silent, and so did Doctor Linst.
Because-
The doctor had gotten a clear look at the Bandaged Swordsman's