9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 269

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Episode 269

Episode 96. Dempir’s Nightmare (3)

“There is something in common among tribes that can be called dead species. It means killing children casually.”

Yuma snorted.

What lay before his gaze were the bones of thousands of incontinent children. When the fingertips touched, the child’s bones turned to powder and flew away like dandelion seeds.

He was a child from a foreign country whose face and name were unknown. However, seeing the stiff powder flying in vain in the air filled my heart with a heavy sense of loss.

In the future, there were countless stakes. It looked like a sign or a stain.

I couldn’t tell how many children’s bones were mixed between the hideous stakes in the sand.

It was a moment like this when I felt a deep sense of betrayal in the world’s surest means of power and power.

The moment when the weak and innocent crumble like dry weeds.

It was a bitter impression that he had experienced many times during his time as a eunuch.

Just as the number of dead children and dead humans could not be counted, the pain the demons had to endure had to be immeasurable.

”let’s go.”

One day before arriving in Dempir. Yuma and the others were particularly silent.

It was because the stakes had never gone out of sight while riding the tulka all day.

‘It’s like they caught all the humans in the Midlands and put them on stakes…

Natalie thought as she tightened her cloak.

Although she had served in many wars, she had never seen so many bodies impaled on stakes.

It was the same for Randall and Cheryl, who had much more war experience than her.

It was a particularly shocking sight to Ballinan, who had never experienced war properly.

A gray desert reminiscent of an apocalyptic landscape and dust particles blowing in the wind.

The party held poison in their hearts as they rubbed the white stiff powder on the bridge of their noses with their fingers.

Around dawn, the party was able to reach the Dempir Fortress.

The gray sand continued to block the view, so at night, only the moon could be seen vaguely, but the situation was not much different during the day.

Even though the sun was clearly burning brightly in the sky, it was a bit hazy in front of my eyes.

“That’s Dempir Fortress…?”

“From the location on the map, it seems certain.”

If there is a swamp that rises high into the sky and flows down, it would look like that.

Dempir, which must have maintained the shape of a fortress at one time, was shaped like a tower with huge air bubbles on its outer walls.

It was completely different from the appearance of Dempir Fortress that I had entered during the journey. It was the result of the underground demon cave climbing up the fortress like a vine and completely eroding it.

[That’s a phenomenon I’ve only read about in the literature of the underworld. A demon cave is, so to speak, something like a dimensional rift, and it can be explained that the devil’s will dwells in it and sprouts.]

“A dimensional rift? bud?”

Cheryl asked.

[Yes, brunette bitch. Even if you catch a small amount, thousands of monsters will be swarming.]

Rakir couldn’t hide his excitement. It was because all of that became the master’s blood and killing two birds with one stone.

Yuma will become stronger as much as he absorbs the monsters, and Amanzo will suffer as much damage as he lost the demon cave he unreasonably opened.

“Wait, bitch. Are you saying we have to deal with thousands of monsters alone?”

[Then who else is here besides us?]

Natalie was speechless when Rakir answered so nonchalantly.

[Master, are you afraid? If it is judged impossible, I can promise the next one.] The colleagues all looked at Yuma in unison.

[Actually, as the twin sword idiot said, it might be better to fight by drawing the enemies all the way to Seruka…] “I enter that tower alone. Just in case you don’t know, Sir Randell only escorts me to the entrance of the tower. Natalie guards Barlinen and Cheryl.”

[As expected, you are the lord! The timber that will become the ruler of the underworld!]

“Hey! What kind of crazy are you talking about?”

Natalie groaned.

It had been a long time since Yuma had casually spit out a story that upset his stomach.

Natalie knew a few things about Yuma for sure.

Among them was the fact that no one could stop him when the faucet was turned and there was no light in his eyes, as it is now.

Even if his teacher Duran Zac or Empress Hella Rose came, he was the one who would somehow make things go according to his will.

To stop it, I had no choice but to bring in a character like Hugo and physically film it.

“That way? alone? it’s crazy? huh?”

“Yes friend. know what will come out

If the fortress has reached that point, it should be considered worthless. I think it would be better if we scouted and went back.”

“Furthermore, such a bizarre demon cave is right in front of us, and except for a few Aquan, we haven’t encountered a single monster while we’ve come this far.

It’s like a trap or something.”

Roaring!

Yuma got off the Tulka and summoned Arilla.

It didn’t radiate thick murder or jealousy like usual, and his calm face made the watching party more nervous.

“Hee-••… Yuma. babe. Come on? Are you really going to go down there alone? Aren’t you such a thoughtless person?”

“I know Yuma-hyung is strong, but I don’t think he’s alone.”

“That’s right, Yuma-sama. It’s too reckless.”

As if checking Akyla’s condition, Yuma carefully swiped the blade with the palm of her hand before opening her mouth.

“No, from what I see, this is correct. Reinforcements don’t mean much at this point. If you send a large number of troops who have no experience fighting demons or demons to that tower, you will surely die.

Wouldn’t it be safest for me to solve it alone?”

“If you go alone, you’ll die like a dog!”

“I am the owner of Arilla and Marillais. Originally, these are weapons that only the rulers of the underworld can have, and thanks to that, I am in a position to catch and eat those disgusting bastards.”

“What are you going to do with a sword and a necklace?”

“I didn’t come from playing in the underworld with Rakir every night. I was gradually acquiring the authority as the ruler of the world. I was learning how to deal with it.”

“So you won’t die? What immortality are you? This bastard.”

“Natalie.”

“why?”

“Look closely at that tower. Other people too.”

When Yuma pointed at the tower with his amoula, his comrades turned their heads and looked at the tower.

What the heck he wanted to look closely at was something the party couldn’t figure out. It was just a tower with a hideous atmosphere that would never exist again in the world.

“What’s the difference between that demon cave and the tower?”

Natalie said biting her lip.

“Isn’t it melting, flowing down, and bubbles bursting?”

“Why is that?”

“It is proof that the tower is collapsing.

And the demons and monsters in there must be out of their minds. I can put that thing back.

It’s something that only me and Amanjo can do in this world.”

“That’s what…

Yuma explained the experience of regenerating the southern part of the Underworld that was collapsing the day he first went to the Underworld through Marileith.

The ecstatic feeling at that time is beyond words, and he touched the collapsing space with the feeling of becoming a god.

“I feel strangely certain. If I regenerate that tower, the ownership will pass from Amanzo to me.”

It was an idea that he could have thought of because he was the owner of Amula.

However, it was a story that the rest of the colleagues could not understand because he was not the owner of Arilla and was not familiar with the physiology of the underworld.

Wow!

Finally, Natalie punched Yuma in the cheekbone.

Yuma didn’t intentionally avoid it, but as soon as he got hit, he immediately felt regret. It was a fist with an aura wrapped around it that made the bones ache.

“Just die today! Choose between getting hit by me and becoming a half-corpse and waiting for reinforcements, or kill me and go to the tower.”

[Bitch bitch! reckless! What are you doing! The lord always gave the correct answer! Kaaaak!]

“You mutt, just say one more thing. I’ll tear all the five parts of your body to pieces.”

After 10 minutes of scuffle, Yuma and Natalie came to an agreement.

“I’ll go to the tower and show you how to regenerate it. No matter how many monsters there are, they are all just food for me.”

[girl! Does a tiger die because a thousand sparrows attack it? Isn’t it? The status of the lord is such a level. Trust your lord.]

Yuma and Rakir got along very well.

The parable of the sparrow and the tiger was somewhat exaggerated. Yuma’s body in the underworld had just formed skin.

In fact, Yuma also said that he would follow his instincts and enter the tower alone.

Yuma himself had no clear evidence to support his opinion other than a vague premonition.

Still, the part where Rakir said that he gave the ‘correct answer’ was not a lie.

Rakir was still naturally testing Yuma. Of course, the results of the test were not going to affect his loyalty otherwise.

It was only a test to become stronger, and the stage of testing the master’s qualification itself had ended when they first went to the underworld together.

“You were like this when you married Godmother Zishka. I suddenly feel regret for how I met a bastard like you…

When Natalie sighed, Yuma felt very sorry.

However, I couldn’t talk to her about her fate and sense of debt as a returner.

He didn’t even have the confidence to explain the existence outside the realm or the special sense that only the owner of Amula could have.

‘I’ll tell you everything someday.’

Instead of the words that came to mind, Yuma talked about something else.

“Don’t worry, you will be successful like back then.

I am not dying.”

“Ah, now do as you like.

I must be punished for being a thug bitch.”

Although she said it ironically, Natalie also had a strong desire to basically catch and kill all the monsters in that tower.

“If you look closely, you wonder if your friend is your uncle’s hidden child. It seems that I have no more answers than my uncle. Even when he challenged me to a duel at a campfire in Ahmad, he usually couldn’t do it without going crazy.”

Randell was the same as Natalie.

All of them have witnessed too many innocent deaths along the way.

The party rode the tulka again and headed for the tower through the gray desert.

As I got closer, I realized the size of the tower that looked as small as a little finger.

The size was about the size of a large gymnasium, but the height was far beyond the golden pagoda of Innz Bikan.

As Yuma said, the tower was really collapsing. It’s a strange tower that I’ve never seen before, but at first glance, the air bubbles bursting and the outer walls were pouring down.

“hmm?”

However, Tulka suddenly stopped walking, blocked by a transparent wall.

‘Ah, it’s the barrier that held the people of Yoheim from escaping.’

Sak!

Yuma swung Amoula once, and the transparent wall was cut like a piece of paper.

Before the group had time to ask Yuma what to do, Tulka threw herself into the barrier.

Then the color of the sky changed in an instant. The inside of the barrier and the outside of the barrier had completely different skies.

“Yuma. That… is that right?”

“Yeah, it looks like the red moon I saw in Joheim.”

In the sky inside the barrier, not the sun, but a strange moon emitting red light.

However, it was only for a moment that the party raised their heads and looked at the moon.

“Kiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Kaaak!”

Monsters started pouring from the tower like a swarm of bees that attacked the nest.

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9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: Sword Seeker, Return of the Ninth-Class Swordmaster: the Seeker of the Sword
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Status: Completed
At the end of the “War of Trust,” that was fought to protect humanity against the forces of “corruption,” Karil MacGavern, a Sword Saint, faces the betrayal of his close friend and emperor, Oliven. Having ultimately killed the emperor, Karil travels back in time to set things right. Now, armed with the power he couldn’t obtain in his previous life, both a sword and magic. He stands at the crossroads of two paths, determined to change the future.

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