Episode 4()1 Episode
132. Tejiz’s magic dragon seal (3)
Feeling that Duran and Yuma released their energy, the other colleagues found a place to drink one by one. In the end, the drinking party the day before leaving continued until the sun came up.
Except for Ariel and Lakir, who did not drink alcohol, the rest of the party emptied more than 50 bottles of wine each and greeted the morning with open eyes.
“Crazy bastards anyway. Sir Duran. Even so, how did the rest of you get drunk like that? In the yard where you leave today!”
“Little master, please be careful!”
said Natalie and Cogg as they packed the group’s belongings. It was an infinitely simple burden compared to a journey that would take more than ten days.
“Ouch.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
…
It was the moans of the three Yuma Malone Zeka. At least Yuma got on the tulka and meditated to get rid of the alcohol, but the other two had pale faces.
‘When I think about it, it seems like I drank like this every time I practiced with Master. Even when I was practicing blades of grass in Ahmad… I thought I was going to die.’
On the other hand, Duran, who drank the most, smoked a dragon’s cigarette and sang and shouted enthusiastically.
“let’s go!”
The number of people to board the tulka decided to select two people by playing rock-paper-scissors.
It was not too much for four people to ride at the same time, but it was a rock-paper-scissors that reflected Duran’s opinion that ‘it doesn’t look good’.
Naturally, Duran was punching in advance, and the three of them had to play rock-paper-scissors again after making a move.
The winner was Marlon, but without Yuma Tulka seemed unwilling to give him a ride. In the end, Yuma and Duran rode the Tulka.
Rakir and Ariel fly after Tulka.
“We are treated badly every day. I’m going to do something important anyway.”
“A crappy union!”
“You should have been good at rock-paper-scissors.”
The party passed through the gateway in a friendly atmosphere.
However, immediately after leaving the gateway, Duran’s expression, which had been smiling kindly until just now, changed completely.
“get off.”
“yes?”
“Get down.”
They had just passed the Vile Lake in front of the gate and came out of the field.
Following Duran’s order, Yuma got off Tulka and stood next to Marlon and Zecca. It was because I felt like I would die if I didn’t get off.
Duran looked down at them with an expressionless face and blew smoke from his pipe.
“It must be a long time since everyone has had this primitive and basic training, right? It’s so arrogant.”
“yes? Master, what kind of training are you talking about?”
Yuma asked back, and while Marlon and Zecca did not understand, Duran drove Tulka and turned around.
“It’s physical training. Become a little stronger, you must have neglected it, but you come running.”
There was no bird to answer.
As soon as Duran’s horse ran out, Tulka started running at full speed.
They had to stare blankly at the sand and dust that rolled over the field.
“What is this situation?”
“How far are you going to run?”
“Marlon Zeca. Um… You don’t know the personality of that man yet.”
Yuma bent down and fixed her boots firmly. Naturally, as Duran’s disciple, he immediately grasped his master’s intentions.
“I will probably have to run to my death.
And hell awaits the last one.”
Awesome!
Yuma ran out as if bouncing into the sand dust.
I didn’t open the accelerator. As long as he had an infinite aura, it would be much easier to chase after Toulka by continuously deploying his swift speed, but it wouldn’t be such a trick that his master was asking for.
That a soldier the size of Yuma would ‘death’.
It didn’t mean simply jumping over long distances with only two legs. It was a story that he would forcibly push his stamina, which could not be easily reduced just by running, to the limit.
Of course, as it was Duran Jacques’ training, it was only physically painful and there was no way it would end. His training has always been directly related to survival.
“Aww!”
Soowook!
Suddenly, a ray of light passed between Marlon and Zecca. The ground that the wave-like Aura Blade passed through was deeply dug and dug up, making the viewer swallow their saliva.
If you get hit, you will be seriously injured. No, most likely die. It was an idea that came to Marlon and Zecca at the same time.
They had experienced Duran’s training when they were cramming for Hayes.
However, since I spent more time with Hugo than Duran at the time, it was the first time I had experienced his full-fledged guidance.
“I’ll see you live, Zecca!”
said Marlon, leaping forward.
“Hey hey! Even if we die, we must die together, and even if we live, we must live together! We are an alliance!”
Zecca shook her head as if she couldn’t accept the reality yet, but she had no choice but to run after Marlon.
“Are you kidding like that when you see Blaird?”
Even if the soles of your feet literally sweat.
The three of them ran like that. Rolling here and there trying to avoid Duran’s Aura Blaird.
‘To be able to do such a stable attack while riding in a tulka… even while running at high speed while turning around.’
Even now, Duran couldn’t see the three people running hard.
No matter how fast they ran, chasing Tulka at full speed was impossible with the human body. As long as you don’t spread your unique aura and get lightning around you.
In the meantime, Duran is flying an Aura Blaird accurately at an invisible target on top of an ancient wolf running at high speed.
Duran was spraying the Aura Blade perfectly as intended.
It was a battle technique that had nothing to do with Auror abilities, and it required a great balance.
Being able to use the sword as I wanted, at any time and in any situation.
Dodging the flying Aura Blaird, Yuma was admiring his master’s sword again.
But the admiration did not last long. It’s because Duran didn’t give him a chance to hold on to those feelings.
The frequency of the flying Aura Blades was getting shorter and the power was getting stronger.
After a little more time, he had to deal with the Aura Blaird, which fell in a square that was impossible to avoid at all. Each of them could have raised their weapons to stop it, but the pain as if their bones were being crushed was unavoidable.
Did it run like that for an hour?
By that time, Yuma was the only one among the three who was not out of breath. Marlon and Zecca were sweating heavily and breathing heavily.
It was a result that could never have been achieved with advanced sword masters running for only an hour. If it had not been for Duran’s attack.
But Yuma wasn’t completely fine either.
Yuma was running in the front of the three, and all of Duran’s attacks gave priority to Yuma. Because of this, Yuma had no choice but to remain tense enough to pull the back of his neck.
For a moment, Duran’s rampage stopped. Duran was not moving forward any more with the distance of about 1 kilometer from the three people.
“Heh heck heck… is it over?”
“Friend, after that. do not say that. Misfortune starts all over again if you say that.”
It was Marlon and Zecca who caught up with Yuma while Duran stopped. The three of them stood side by side and looked at Duran, who looked small.
That was what Yuma felt.
This short break now is probably the last break before this ‘physical training’ is over. Also, training probably won’t be over until the moon rises.
Even if the teacher didn’t have to say anything, Yuma could understand it.
“Marlon Zeca. Take a deep breath… you’ll have to run another ten hours.”
“What what…? Why are you saying such scary things?”
“Damn it! I am Marlon! I can do it!”
shit.
Meanwhile, Duran was smiling at the three of them.
It wasn’t that they were proud, that they looked good, or that they were happy for nothing.
He’s just having fun.
Bringing the kids to play like entertainment, harassing them in the name of training.
The fact that he was riding alone on an ancient wolf was also very satisfying. Although Duran owned numerous famous horses, there was no horse in the world that could compare with Tull Car.
Originally, Tulka had no way to ride others without Yuma. A very extreme situation. In other words, when Yuma’s comrades need to be rescued or escaped, they are put on their backs.
But Duran’s case was different.
Tulka understood the reverence and respect that her master, Yuma, always had for Duran. That’s why I didn’t hate running with Duran.
Anyway, Duran was fun. Unlike the three of them who were running to death and dodging their aura blades.
“Let’s start again kuhuh.”
After saying that, Duran’s mind flashed like this.
What if Marlon and Zecca couldn’t stand this training and died from being hit by a blade while trying to get their legs weak?
Marlon didn’t know it, but it was a story that had enough potential for Jeka. Of the three, inaction is the worst.
The gap between Yuma and Marlon can’t be seen as narrow anymore, but the gap between Marlon and Jeka was that much.
“I don’t know. The disciple will take care of it and save it.”
In less than five seconds, Duran came to that conclusion.
As always, Yuma
understood Duran’s training as ‘an enormous difficulty directly related to survival’.
In fact, Duran was judging that Yuma could no longer be given ‘training that could lead to death’.
He was a disciple who had already reached him. In order for a disciple to train to the point of death, he had to risk his own life as well.
For such Yuma, this training was actually nothing more than a reminder to look back on his original intentions. It was different from Yuma’s mindset, who really risked his life in training.
‘Yuma must be acting tough by now. This time, while worrying about how difficult the master’s training would be. But, my final lesson… is not actually like this.’
To remove the shadow of a teacher who is too huge.
As long as you get out of the master’s shadow and stretch your body once, it’s okay for the disciple to stand shoulder to shoulder.
That was the last lesson Duran thought of.
“Run again, you idiots!”
Duran shouted as he held the Star Buster aloft. It was a voice that made the whole earth reverberate.
And, as always, he was able to get a satisfactory answer from his pupil.
“Don’t overdo it, Master!”
Likewise, a voice so huge that a distance of 1 kilometer is colorless.
Duran, stunned by the unexpected provocation, laughed and activated Sword Eye. Duran’s shapely eyes with a cross aura emitted a deep light that stood out exceptionally even in broad daylight.
“You madman! Are you trying to kill us!”
“Let’s see if you can afford to lose!”
Marlon and Zecca mercilessly slapped Yuma on the back of the head and back and cursed at her, asking if she was crazy.
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