Chapter 347. Cunning Fishing (2)
‘Father! Didn’t the club swing like this?’
Sometimes memories are bitter.
the older it is.
Even if I stretch out my hand, the more I can’t reach it.
The more blurry it is, like an old, faded painting.
Efforts are made to relive memories.
In proportion to the amount of effort put in, the chest becomes full.
It felt like one side of my chest was clogged up.
Soon, the suppressed sighs unknowingly.
The voice you just heard is not real.
Realizing that it is a fragment of a faded memory in a dream.
Like a scene in the morning when you wake up and open your eyes in a daze.
“….”
Count Prontera sighed involuntarily.
I still got the blank stares.
What was the voice you just heard?
It was so vivid that I felt like I heard it right next to me.
Why can’t I find my son even though I turn my eyes and look everywhere?
‘It was a dream…Goa.’
He sighs again.
Otherwise, I think my heart will be blocked.
I just heard at the end of my dream, the son’s youthful cry.
Hearing that, he seemed to want to choose eternal sleep.
‘Yes, it was like that then.’
It suddenly came to mind with a bitter smile.
The eldest son in childhood wanted to learn swordsmanship from his father.
Whenever he saw sticks, clubs, or wooden swords, he would bring them and beg him to teach them.
But what about himself?
couldn’t teach
I was afraid that my clumsy self would ruin the eldest son’s foundation by teaching him.
Did he promise to bring a good swordsmanship teacher, even if he had to spend money later?
But in the end, did I miss the timing?
‘He lost interest within two years.’
Lloyd, the eldest son, was resentful when he brought a swordsmanship teacher.
At first, I just thought he had lost interest in swordsmanship.
In the end, the swordsmanship teacher was sent back.
And only later did I find out the truth.
‘He didn’t want to learn swordsmanship, he just wanted to spend time with me.’
After realizing it later, how sorry I felt for him.
But by then he was already pretty crooked.
Did puberty come badly?
Or was it innate nature?
Every day, he was prone to mischief and accidents.
“…sorry.”
What I should have loved anyway.
What I had to know that I didn’t have much time for that.
It didn’t.
In the end, he became an ugly father who sighed and chewed regrets from the morning.
It was then.
click.
The bedroom door opened softly.
“Are you awake?”
A wife who approaches in a light outfit.
Did you wake up first and go for a walk?
However, her eyes are somewhat red.
Count Frontera struggled with a bitter smile.
“I see you are like me.”
“…yes.”
wholeheartedly.
The couple sat side by side on the bed without saying a word.
I stared blankly at the opposite wall for a while.
“Where is our Lloyd?”
“…I don’t know.”
sighs again.
I was curious.
I wanted to know.
“I just want to believe that you will be fine no matter where you are or what you look like.”
“Yes, me too. Actually, that’s why I’m on my way to see the Left Angel.”
“….”
The Count put his arm around his wife’s shoulder without saying a word.
wrapped around his wife
His wife leaned on his shoulder.
He said it as if he was trying to be calm.
“I am so curious. I feel like I won’t be able to breathe if I stay like this. So I wanted to ask. I want to ask you just one thing, how are you, Lloyd? Left angel can’t lie.”
He squeezed his wife’s shoulder more silently.
The wife’s words continued.
“But I couldn’t bear to ask. I think that’s something I shouldn’t have done to Lloyd right now. I feel so sorry for that child again.”
“…Well done.”
“Is that right?”
“Mmm.”
The wife’s hand wrapped around the back of the count’s hand.
“If you wait, you will tell yourself someday, right? Right now, Lloyd is also nice.”
“Um, I believe so.”
“that’s right. Because he is a good and strong child.”
The woman’s eyes wet again.
The bridge of the count’s nose turned red little by little.
The couple who leaned on each other made a promise.
Now Lloyd is really like a son.
That the child will one day reveal the truth himself.
that it must be
Believe and wait.
I made a promise, hoped, and laughed hard.
‘Nice…long and…sincere and…Because I’m a grateful child.’
♣
‘Ah, that’s great. oh so sincere Aah, thank you, our Xaviel!’
same time.
Halfway up the Pantara Mountains, far away from the Prontera Territory.
Lloyd laughed happily in the clearing of an unknown cliff.
It had to be.
where he looks
It was because there was a very exciting and refreshing sound of hitting.
Tuquaang-!
It was the sound of Xaviel’s nuclear attack aura exploding.
It was also the refreshing sound of the spirit king’s earthenware pot or head breaking.
“…Heo heo!”
The spirit king, Panthalassa, was suddenly struck in the back of the head.
Unbeknownst to a spirit, he collapsed as it were.
and was freaked out
‘What?’
The spirit king of the Pantara Mountains couldn’t come to his senses.
The back of my head was so sore and sore.
It was the first kind of pain I had ever experienced.
‘Did you just hit me? That silver-haired person?’
As soon as she fell down, she got up and floated up like a tumbler.
The spirit king was overcome with perplexity as he reflected on what he had just experienced.
‘No way! That would be absolutely impossible.’
It’s really impossible.
That’s common sense.
From the distant past when he was born, which he can’t even remember, until now.
Of course, I have lived believing that it is only common sense, the truth, and an absolute and immutable law.
No, that belief never actually wavered.
Because it has already been proven many times.
‘No human can touch me physically. There were very few people called sword masters, but I’ve collided with them three times…Even the auras they wielded didn’t hurt like this.’
The spirit king of the Pantara Mountains suddenly recalled a past experience.
He had fought three sword masters while defending this mountain range as the spirit king.
‘The first was about 1200 years ago. He was a mighty warrior. The next was 980 years ago. The most recent was 110 years ago. It was a knight serving the king who was trying to make a sword here.’
But all were defeated.
repulsed lightly
The secret was simple.
‘They all used auras. Tried to hit me with it. But their aura didn’t work on me. He could barely touch me, but that was it. Because it didn’t hurt at all. No matter how hard they beat me…Because I only felt a slight pat.’
In other words, the Sword Master’s Aura had no sense of impact at all.
It was thanks to that.
‘I responded by giving their aura roughly. It poured blizzards and breathed an unbearable chill. Then, no matter how strong warriors and knights were, their body temperature dropped and eventually collapsed. But now…Why does this hurt so much?’
The sword master’s aura wouldn’t be able to hurt himself.
I heard that being a sword master is the highest level that humans can actually climb.
So with human physical power, it shouldn’t be possible to hurt or damage this side by any means.
That’s common sense.
That’s the immutable truth.
It must be so.
‘why…?’
Bang! bang!
The sword containing Xaviel’s aura was raised.
She showed off a streamlined hit using a thumb grip and wrist snap.
Left and right once for the front and rear blades.
Both sides of the spirit king’s cheap balls (?) were fired evenly.
‘- Kkeok! Gap!’
It hurt.
It really hurt to cry.
That’s why the spirit king couldn’t understand even more.
‘what. go to come…Was it really that painful? Or is that person using black magic?’
However, the silver-haired knight did not feel any ominous signs or energy of black magic.
So it was more of a surprise.
‘What a human! this! That’s it!’
Could it be that he wasn’t just a simple sword master?
Maybe he was a grand master in a realm that was only possible in theory.
‘really? really?’
If it weren’t for that, the aura wouldn’t be so sick.
This is truly a striking force that is on a completely different level from the Auras he has hit so far.
Took! Two Puck!
‘…Shut up! Gut!’
This time it was the neck and sides.
For the first time since the birth of the spirit king, he realized that he too could have a sore throat.
When I was hit on the side, I tasted the sensation of the duodenal villi, which were not there, doing the ascension dance of a lamprey.
I was finally able to realize it with my whole body.
‘This silver-haired person really is a grand master.’
Perplexity.
sense of crisis.
Numerous emotions surfaced and crossed.
However, the spirit king did not give up easily.
Even while suffering from pain and blows that he experienced for the first time in his life.
He remembered this mountain range he had to protect.
On the contrary, he replayed the anger that grew even bigger.
‘dare!’
Shoot Haaaaaa-!
The enraged spirit king, Panthalassa.
A cold wind began to blow around him.
The coldness that would freeze me to the bone made me run amok.
Hailstones larger than fists flew at more than 200 kilometers per hour.
King Jeongryeong was convinced.
‘Humans who dare climb up on me, taste the wrath of Mother Nature!’
I will make you neither die nor live.
I’m going to freeze it right here.
Thus, I will set an example for future intruders who will invade these mountains again.
‘Grand Master or whatever! There will be no exceptions!’
Aaaaaaaaagh!
A very powerful blizzard storm.
A whistling sound randomly scratched the entire area.
It seemed that no life could survive the storm.
Except for Xaviel.
“….”
Xaviel’s eyes shone coldly.
From then on, he showed the movement to easily dislocate the chin of the spirit king.
Tsutsut! Tsupat! Whirik!
I lightly stepped on the ground.
I took two steps forward and then stopped abruptly.
At that moment, a fist-sized hailstone passed right in front of his nose at 270 km/h.
His senses were aware of all the movements of the hailstone from the time it arrived until after it had passed. completely predicted.
The remaining 471 hailstones that hit him were no exception.
Tsuka go go go go-!
The moment when sword spirits flashed around him.
Fist-sized hailstones scattered into tens of thousands of ice particles.
It gleamed brightly without hesitation.
In the midst of it, Xaviel rushed in.
Like a blizzard that hits dozens of degrees below zero.
I think it’s just a breeze.
hair fluttering lightly.
He struck the sword at the crown of the King of Spirits.
Kkang-!
‘…I’m sorry!’
The King of Spirits was holding back tears without even realizing it.
At the same time, I felt an infinitely deep and distant despair.
‘why? How did you just get through that blizzard?’
I didn’t understand.
It was natural.
Any sword master, even a grand master.
The transnational blizzard storm he had just caused was not easily penetrated.
Even the temperature of the blowing wind was dozens of degrees below zero.
The perceived temperature was easily below 100 degrees below zero.
And that wasn’t all.
Hundreds of hailstones roared at speeds of more than 200 kilometers per hour within a few meters of the blizzard storm.
The direction and momentum were completely random.
It was literally an unpredictable move.
‘While the muscles of the whole body are frozen due to the extreme cold…Unpredictable types of quick and deadly attacks come from all sides. No matter how developed their senses were, even sword masters and higher beings would not be able to respond to that. but how? By what means?’
It was unfair.
Because he didn’t know the existence of Xaviel’s mental method.
Because they don’t know that the highly developed shimmery sim method detects all the movement of mana around them like a high-powered radar.
The Spirit King could not understand the current situation at all.
The same was true of Xaviel’s blows, which hit only his weaknesses each time.
Tukan! puck! Knock!
‘Oh! Big! 100 million!’
right! puck! Pop!
‘Kuu! omg! suck!’
If you fly up to avoid it.
It jumped up before this side and took a picture of the top of the head.
If you get upset and walk away.
Suddenly, he caught up with me and mercilessly pounded his side.
A spirit king whose entire body is composed of pure mana.
Thanks to this, all of the Spirit King’s movements and intentions were detected and predicted by Xaviel with an almost 100% accuracy rate.
In other words, Grand Master Xaviel, who operated the dark mind, was the perfect counter and nemesis of the Spirit King.
That’s how Xaviel thoroughly pressured the Spirit King.
knocked
hit me hard
I only hit the sore spot.
I only hit him again.
If you resist, you will be beaten more painfully.
In the end, the spirit king made a decision amidst the soaring sense of despair.
‘I have to run away too.’
This doesn’t work.
I don’t know why.
I don’t even know the secret.
That human has the ability to thoroughly fool himself.
However, if I try to stretch out and hold on for no reason, it might really come to an end.
The spirit king, Pantalasa, was the extreme emissary of such a sad ending.
‘Huh!’
I pulled all my strength.
Again, a transnational blizzard storm erupted.
And without hesitation, he turned around.
While Xaviel responds to a blizzard storm.
It was to make an escape during that moment of hesitation.
But at that moment.
The spirit king had to face another human he had forgotten for a while.
Whirik Tutup!
‘…!’
An outstretched hand blocking the escape route in an instant.
A grip that holds this shoulder with an aura filled with it.
A shameless smile twirling from the other side of that grip.
“Hello? My name is Lloyd and I’m trying to catch you from now on.”
‘what?’
The moment the King of Spirits startled.
Lloyd activated rapid charging.
