I was a Nerfed Hero in Another World

As soon as we entered the portal, we arrived inside Albion. Merleen took the skies, while I travelled on the ground. The two of us planned to dominate everything in this world, including the air and vast terrains. And our first objective was the kingdom before us-Kingdom of Camelot.

The people of that king scurried like ants, looking for a place to stay. When King Arthur retreated, he must have told everyone about me. Some people didn't obey his orders, since a threat hadn't occurred. Those people who believed in his words travelled far and wide, with their items behind their back. And considering the limited time he had, King Arthur had not finished the evacuation.

I cared little about the people, running around in different places. My eyes glared at the prize, which was the kingdom up ahead. 

However, a crowd stood at the castle's front. Those people were the soldiers and knights of the roundtable, excluding the ones we killed earlier. King Arthur sat on the throne, visible from the window. 

That man was the trophy I wanted. But before reaching him, I needed to deal with these small-fries for now. Each of those people learned about the system, which didn't surprise me. Everyone could have a system, since we fought a knight who had one recently.

But before I could even challenge the knights, I glared at the surrounding people. Those civilians avoided our figures, thinking we were here to kill them. Fortunately, their guess proved them right as I ordered Merleen.

"Take these people down, so King Arthur will come to us."

It was the quickest route where King Arthur and the knights would charge straight at us. We didn't have to kill these innocent lives of Camelot. However, heading towards the castle would mean walking towards the enemy's traps. Although we obtained unique powers, Merleen and I were still mortals. We could die from an immense projectile prepared by King Arthur.

If we eliminate that possibility, Merleen and I could maintain our advantage. We didn't have to waltz inside the knight's territories, knowing it would lead us to trouble.

Upon hearing my words, Merleen nodded and waved her hand. Two magic circles emerged around Merleen's hands, twirling like disco balls. Each circular rune had a legendary power strong enough to destroy a kingdom. If King Arthur didn't prepare any defensive magic, we would take everyone inside with him.

"If you really care about these people, show yourself and take the blow, King Arthur!" I shouted, and leered in his direction.

The soldiers and the knights of the roundtable all hurried themselves at our figure. Those mages brought support and cast their protective barriers at our fore, hoping they could absorb our attack. Even if they had the numbers, those mages won't stand a chance against Merleen.

As soon as Merleen completed her spell, she discharged her magic and threw it at the town's heart. The element she used were two dark shadow balls that had no known weaknesses besides the same attribute. Those mages standing in our way didn't know anything about darkness and light attributes. Their magic only contained the elements seen in this world, excluding our spell's weaknesses. 

Since the human kingdoms forbade everyone from using these magic, none of the court magicians could counter our spell. However, a number of people proved my theory wrong.

Despite unwelcoming the dark magic, some mages inside the castle learned these spells. It only meant that this world also had a dirty history of hiding information from the people. But instead of cursing them, I commended the kingdom for bringing the bigger guns.

With the appearance of these people, King Arthur would protect his domain….At least, that was what we had expected.

Because of the devastating power brought by Merleen, the blast took half the kingdom. The dark mages shielded the kingdom above anything else, leading to the deaths of thousands of civilians. 

The screech of those people suffering suffocated the air. King Arthur's actions tore those family apart and saved himself from the catastrophe. But the problem also came from Merleen and me, since we were the ones who issued the attack.

But we cared little about the consequences and focused on pulling King Arthur down on the ground.

After annihilating half of this town, my heart raced a thousand beats per minute. If a normal human performed my actions, they would regret doing what I did.

However, that conscience didn't apply to me. Even after killing these civilians, I didn't feel any remorse about it. I still glued my eyes at King Arthur's figure, waiting for his fall. And if I accomplish my task, another dream must rise again.

King Arthur also joined the defence and used his raw strength to obstruct our spell. Even without dark and light attributes, King Arthur still held his ground against Merleen's attack. Thanks to Excalibur, he halved the damage and limited the destruction. However, he couldn't save the lives of those caught by the accident.

"You, of all people, make me sick. Have you ever thought about these people you killed?" King Arthur growled at me from miles away.

Even though King Arthur yelled inside his castle, my ears caught his voice. I shouted back and flashed him a grin.

"You're huddled inside your cave. What do you expect, an invitation?" 

The people who survived the aftermath resumed running for their lives in the opposite direction. After what had happened, these civilians wanted nothing from our figures. This crowd saw how capable Merleen was as a mage, compared to those court magicians. I still hadn't joined the fray, since I didn't have the chance.

After a few seconds, the knights and soldiers arrived at the ruined buildings. These people armed themselves with weapons stronger than the ones I knew. However, the toys these warriors had wouldn't do anything against Clarent and the ancient stave.

The knights needed more than that if they wished to stop an immovable force. And since these soldiers had blades clipped in their hands, I would be the one to fight them.

But before I could strike their heads, I asked the knights a question. "What happened to Lancelot and Guinevere….? They're your friends, right?"

An old man covered with a beard marched towards me and answered, "Was our friend…But the two sided with the demons. Those two were….close to me and my son…..But not anymore."

"I am Sir Uther, former king and the father of King Arthur. The two knights of the round table shall join forces against you! You have killed our people without guilt shed on your eyes. And for that, we shall take you down….or wear you down until the people have successfully evacuated," the knight continued, as he brandished his sword.

I shrugged my shoulders and stretched my arms, hoping for an extensive battle. Merleen asked if I wanted some support, but I kindly declined her offer. I told her that this battle would last around five minutes. If it would end up more than I had expected, that could bore King Arthur.

And my thoughts happened in a flash.

These small-fries didn't give me a fun time as I killed them almost instantly. One swing of Clarent cut through their metallic armours, slicing those soldiers in half. Those three knights of the round table withstood my attack and remained standing before me. However, those knights had their legs wobbling like a goldfish flapping their tails. 

Within a few moments, those knights found their balance and resumed their poise. Each knight charged straight at me, striking my blade continuously. The mages behind their backs offered some support and launched projectiles in my direction. But those attacks did nothing against my skin, protected by layers of arcane. 

"My turn…."

After waiting for my turn, I let out an attack that made the knights roll backwards. I dreamed them with ease and won the battle with one attack, without adding tricks in my sleeve.

Those three knights desperately squirmed towards their weapons. But I had enough of their nuisance and destroyed their toys before the knights could even use it again.

"Face it, old man. You're no match against me. Step aside, or I will burn you like the people surrounding you,``I uttered, and pointed at the corpse beside Sir Uther.

Although I had killed hundreds of people, I spared these three knights. It was more fun leaving them defenceless, since they still held for the false hope. There was nothing in this world that I wanted but bringing chaos in this kingdom. King Arthur's friends, including these knights, shall suffer the same pain I had experienced after losing Fenrir. 

If these knights had the power to kill me, they would have done it easily. But the tides had turned, and I had the power over their lives. 

"We will not rest until we defeat you! The people of Albion depend on us! You….and your friends are monsters in our society!" Sir Uther croaked, and spit at my face.