Sebas - Stops Marmvist's Rapier

Sebas took a curious look at the metal between his fingers and raised an eyebrow. “What is this thing? You can’t cut space...”

“Hyaa!” With a roar like an avian monster, a rapier came thrusting at him.

Thousand Kills, Marmvist. His main weapon, Rose Thorn, had two horrifying enchantments. One was Flesh Grinding. This was the terrifying power to twist up the surrounding flesh the moment it thrust into a body and burrow farther in. It destroyed the nearby area and left a horrible scar. The rapier’s other enchantment was Assassination Master. This was a magical power that would open up wounds so that even a scratch became a deep gash.

Those two abilities alone were heinous enough, but an additional feature made it especially fiendish—not magic but toxicity.

The tip of Rose Thorn was daubed with a lethal cocktail of many different poisons. Marmvist was not originally a warrior but more of an assassin, which was why he was equipped in such a way. When the goal was to kill an enemy with your weapon, something that would finish them off quickly would be most efficient. That approach led to this combination of abilities that created a sword able to kill with a scratch.

It didn’t matter if it was Gazef Stronoff or Brain Unglaus—if they didn’t have a specific plan to counter Marmvist’s brutality, they would fall.

But he had a weakness.

Since he counted on dispatching his opponents with even the tiniest of wounds, his fencing ability was slightly subpar. Still, his thrusts were the real deal. When Marmvist lunged, it was like a flash of light, and he could declare that he could surpass Gazef in that, at least.

In other words, he had the best stabbing attacks in the kingdom. And by adding a number of martial arts, he could even approach the league of the former Black Scripture member Clementine.

But—

Sebas didn’t dodge. He didn’t need to.

“...!”

Marmvist, who had thrust his arm out with all his might, was speechless. The tip of Rose Thorn, the heinous weapon that could kill with a scratch—was touching Sebas’s finger.

Yes, Sebas had stopped the point of the rapier with the pad of his index finger.

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Common sense said it was impossible. His experience screamed that there was no way a steel-piercing strike could be stopped with a fingertip. But the reality was clear before him.

Marmvist’s full strength was not enough to push through the gently raised digit of an old man.

Rose Thorn had been bent.

He tried to withdraw to attack a different spot, but before he could, Sebas pinched the blade between his thumb and index finger. That small shift was enough to hold it fast.

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Volume 6, Chapter 8.2