9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 282

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Episode 282 Episode

99. First boundary (1)

First, the shock wave resonated.

It was an extremely brief precursor to a cataclysm that would collapse half of the Central Desert.

Natalie’s waist bent like a bowstring as she jumped at Yuma. It is about to be bounced off by the sudden shockwave.

Barinan and Cheryl, who were a little further away, also closed their eyes. Randel tried to offset the shock wave by crossing his twin swords, but it was impossible. Tulka lowered herself as low as she could and grabbed Cheryl as she floated into the air.

Natalie opened her eyes, trying not to erase her lover from her sight until the last moment.

Looking at Yuma, who was dark as if covered in black oil, was heartbreaking beyond words.

‘Yuma! no!’

The party did not know that a great explosion would occur if the tower collapsed, but it was not difficult to infer the terrible explosion that would occur shortly after feeling the shock wave.

Gooooooo…!

The moment when an explosion that cannot be controlled by human power is about to begin to expand.

A man standing in the air with the red moon at his back swung his staff.

It was a wooden staff with no decorations. However, the brilliance of magic that spread at exactly the same speed as light was by no means ordinary.

The heat that would vaporize all human bodies in this space, and the roar of a great explosion that would tear their eardrums apart in the first place, did not happen.

The explosion that was to start on the lower floor, which had become an empty space, was compressed to the size of a single raindrop. The explosion stopped just before the extremely compressed drop of force expanded.

It wasn’t just the explosion that stopped.

Yuma and the others, who were unable to recover from the shock wave, were as stiff as statues.

Just as Tulka jumped up to bite Cheryl, as Randel crossed his swords, as Ballinan did with his eyes closed, Natalie’s gaze was also the same as that of Yuma.

It wasn’t just the tower Amanzo built at Dempir that stopped time.

The ferocious wind that blew the gray sand of the desert, and the bodyguards of Rugal, who had just arrived at Seruka Castle, as well as Catherine Zach, who was raising her voice at the imperial meeting, saying that Yuma and the East should be supported. Even the gods.

From the trivial trembling of small things to Mother Nature, all things in the world stopped moving.

The name of the man who just swung the cane is Lisol.

The best wizard in history who saved Yuma once before. The first Grand Master, the head of the Alpenter, and the person described by Lot, the high priest of the Zeil Church, as the Apostle of Light.

But at this moment, Yuma could no longer define him as a wizard.

Compared to any transcendent beings Yuma had ever met, Rizol was special.

In a world where time has stopped, there were only two people who could move freely.

Rizol, who used the ‘magic’ to stop the world, and Yuma Drake, a human outside the realm.

“Resol…?”

Suddenly, I remembered a story Theron Silvers had told me when he first mentioned Rizol.

– Time has no meaning to him.

Whoa!

As Rizol looked at Yuma for a moment, the black mass covering him peeled off.

The twisted, bent, and broken body also returned to its straight appearance.

The figures of lovers and colleagues who had stopped in the chaos caught my eyes.

When he checked Natalie’s gaze, which was clearly looking at him, his heart felt hot as if molten iron had been poured into it.

“Yuma. Isn’t that Yuma Drake now? Long time no see.”

Risol said as she slowly descended to the ground. His face was not visible because it was covered by a red robe.

Rizol looked around and let out a blank laugh and shrugged her shoulders.

“Looking at you… it’s just that I keep repeating in my head that I’ll live a long time and see.”

“What are you?”

Suddenly, Yuma asked Rizol.

There was a hint of anger in Yuma’s voice. I was in no mood to express my thanks as I had in Joachim.

There were a lot of things I wanted to ask when I met him, but there were only two things I had to ask at this moment.

what kind of being you are Will my colleagues die here?

Yuma couldn’t understand Rizol’s actions, whether he was a god, a magician, or even more distant than that.

A person who was known to have died hundreds of years ago appeared in Joheim several years ago to save himself. Even then, it was the moment when Amanjo was in danger of being defeated.

Even now, after defeating Amanzo’s subordinates, when an unexpected crisis came, Rizol appeared.

If he could do something great enough to stop the world, he would take care of it, so why did he only appear like a young man at times like this?

Because of the absolute law of limiting the damn intervention or what? Or is it because Amanzo is actually a tough opponent even for Rizol? You can stop time, but you can’t use destructive magic?

There must be a reason you don’t know. However, Yuma somehow felt like he was playing with him, so his rage flared up.

“Does that mean that you are reprimanding me for finally appearing despite having this much ability, or is it a question about your existence?”

Rizol responded with a relaxed tone and smiled.

“Let’s say both.”

“Oh. I must have forgotten Have you forgotten that I returned the silver coin to you? I’m always sure of the price. If you get more, you give it back; if you lack, you don’t give it away.”

“You look like a damn wizard.

You are good at playing with words.”

I deliberately mixed profanity. For some reason, I wanted to hit him with a feeling similar to that of an adolescent boy.

“To the devil, he is an asshole. To me, he is a fucking wizard. Human and nice. do you know that This moment is your first alert. It’s a crossroads, so to speak. You have to make a choice. And you will get paid for it.”

boundary!

When that word came out, Yuma’s pupils widened. It was an area of question that I often entered whenever I met a transcendent being.

Krysa Ainu expressed the boundary as a place where special beings make choices. It was a story that exactly matched Rizol’s words.

“Which choice are you talking about?

What are my options in this situation? It seems that everything will go your way in the end. You actually hold the lives of me and my comrades.”

“Yuma Drake. It is an existence outside the realm. You speak the answer, and I only listen.”

“Are you trying to stop the world and play a riddle?”

“The longer you live, the more you like riddles.”

Yuma decided to come up with her own answer before getting further involved in him.

I didn’t know what the problem was, but I was trying to come up with an answer.

“No matter what happens, I will make a choice so that my colleagues do not die.”

Rizol’s gaze turned to Yuma’s right hand. The amoula that Yuma touched was also burning black flames in a state where time did not stop.

“Is that really enough?”

“exactly.”

“You won’t have any regrets, right?”

“never.”

Yuma said while glaring at Rizol, who was covered by a hood.

Rizol caught Yuma’s heavy gaze and suddenly burst out laughing.

Yuma did not bother to ask why he was laughing.

“Okay. Of all those who have touched the border, I am the first to be as simple as you. To want something in return that you can even do on your own.”

Crying!

It didn’t matter if Risol was a Transcendentalist or whatever.

Yuma didn’t want to put up with Rizol’s fucking attitude of talking about Natalie and her friends’ lives as if they were ‘no big deal’.

But in any case, it was Risol who held the initiative. Yuma cleared his throat and rummaged in his pockets.

Putting my hand in my pocket was an act I did unconsciously. However, he touched a silver coin in his pocket.

Taking it out and examining it, it must have been the silver coin that Rizol returned from Joachim.

It was an item that I had no idea how lost at some point, but it popped out of my pocket out of nowhere.

As if it had just been created.

Yuma snapped her fingers and threw a coin at Rizol. A silver coin fell in Rizol’s palm, drawing a parabola.

“That’s the price I gave you when you were transforming into a fisherman, so I’ll give it back to you. So now that I’ve made my choice, are the boundaries over?

In that case, hurry up and send your comrades to a safe place.”

Rizol stared at the old silver coin lying on her palm. It was a very stiff atmosphere.

Yuma tilted her head and just said to save her comrades as promised.

“…why was this in your pocket?”

Yuma didn’t miss the subtle trembling in Rizol’s voice.

I don’t know what it was, but it seemed that the coin that had just been tossed had caused a profound change in Risol’s state of mind.

“Was it in the lining of your coat? I don’t know either.”

“You have lost exactly 12 coats in the East alone. This coin shouldn’t be here right now.”

“What do you mean by that? All I hear is that you secretly watched over me like a pervert.”

Rizol, who had never raised an eyebrow at any conversation until now, was taken aback.

Soon, Rizol brought the wand he was holding to the coin in the palm of his hand.

But nothing changed.

Even though it was a wand that stopped the world with just one swing, it was impossible to return a single silver coin to its ‘rightful place’ where it should have been.

“Haha…. Okay, let me ask you this time.”

[What the hell are you?]

Rizol said without opening her mouth.

A cautious voice rang through the air as if asking a very important question.

“Yuma Drake, a war orphan in the fishing village of Ferrol. A human outside the realm, the only human that God or transcendental beings like you cannot sleep at will.”

On the other hand, Yuma answered in a non-trivial tone and looked away from Rizol.

It was clear that Rizol was trying to stop the demons. I could tell just by looking at Alpenter’s personality and Theron Silvers’ words and actions that interfered with Amanzo.

However, Yuma was able to be sure of one thing through this meeting.

Rizol was never as good as he had vaguely imagined.

He had thought that if he formed an alliance, he would become a reliable ally, but he was a low-key person who played riddles with people on the brink of death as background.

He was more like a bystander than a human protector, and he only hated demons and didn’t seem to particularly like humans.

“Didn’t I say I could stop this explosion with my own power? then just go back No price is required. I will save my comrades. And I hope you don’t come to me like this from now on.”

Yuma turned around and strode towards the source of the explosion.

And just as she was about to stab Akyla into the sphere again without hesitation, Rizol’s staff cut through the air once more.

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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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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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