Chapter 255
Raon decided to assassinate the four apostles and turned around to call Dorian.
“Dorian.”
“Eek!”
Dorian, who was holding a luxurious white and shiny desk, shook his shoulders. He pointed forward at the desk like a sword and assumed a vigilant posture.
“What are you doing?”
“…what else is that?”
Why is he carrying a desk?
Laughter came out. If you hold a sword, you understand, but I have no idea why you’re holding a desk like a sword. It was even more absurd that the desk was unnecessarily pretty.
“It’s just a desk…”
“I know that. Why are you carrying a desk?”
“A ghost…”
“A ghost?”
“I thought this would be effective in driving out ghosts because it is a desk made of white pear wood.”
Dorian’s face blushed slightly in embarrassment and lowered his head.
‘It’s a desk made of white wood…’
White wood is a wood that has excellent power in driving away fraud and ghost spirits. In fact, it was quite common for priests’ artifacts and weapons to be made of white wood.
‘Did he scare me too much?’
Aside from the fact that the desk made of white wood came out of his pocket, Dorian laughed as he tried to drive away the ghost with the desk.
“Isn’t it heavy?”
“It’s okay.”
He lifted and lowered the desk like a branch, probably because he was so strong. Of course, it was scary, but his complexion was pale.
“Is that integrated?”
Raon pointed to the white wood desk and looked at Lohengrin.
[It can’t be. I am not a demon.]
Lohengrin shook his head and laughed.
-Do not treat the king’s servants as evil spirits!
‘Dorian is also your subordinate.’
-Isn’t that guy stupid? I need you to understand.
Lars frowned, perhaps thinking he looked down on Lohengrin. It’s strange that he thinks of his subordinates even in this situation.
“It doesn’t work.”
“this!”
Dorian grabbed the back of his neck and sat down. Even in that state, it was really scary to see that he didn’t let go of his hand holding the desk.
“Well, that’s not important right now.”
“If ghosts aren’t important, what’s important!”
“First of all, this person is not a ghost. And down here…”
Raon raised his finger and pointed to the bottom of the aisle.
“There is an apostle of the White Blood Church.”
“Oops…”
The desk that seemed to be clinging to Dorian’s hand finally fell.
“Do you buy or sell?”
“There’s Salaman’s Morel, and there’s a sleazy princess.”
“Then are Balkar and the White Blood Church fighting?”
“okay.”
Raon nodded.
“It sneaks past. Since the two are fighting, ask the ghost to guide you…”
“There is no secret way. Right below is the lab, so it’s better to organize it before going. So…”
“That’s it?”
Dorian swallowed dryly.
‘If it’s the vice lord, he’ll come up with a method that doesn’t exist.’
So far, Raon has not panicked in any situation and has come up with the best solution. This time, I will definitely find a way to go down without dealing with the White Bloods and Balkar.
“I plan to assassinate the apostle.”
“…yes?”
It’s an assassination.
I feel like my heart is pounding. It was more absurd than saying let’s dig a tunnel or go back.
“Did you say you would assassinate an apostle right now?”
His voice trembled as if he had been driven by the wind.
“okay. At this rate, the Church of White Blood will annihilate Morel and Valkar and reach the laboratory first. To kill the apostle before that.”
“Oh my gosh…”
Saliva dripped from Dorian’s gaping mouth.
‘What kind of fly is an apostle?’
If you kill me, will you kill me?
I would understand if you said that we would win in a two-on-one fight. It was absurd that he was suddenly assassinated.
What’s even funnier is that Raon’s expression is calm. I know it because I’ve been watching it for a long time. He sincerely thought that he could assassinate an apostle.
“How many people are there in the high hall?”
“Four apostles.”
“I know that guy is a master intermediate…”
After meeting the 10 apostles and 7 apostles in Forban, he investigated the information of the White Blood Church apostles.
Most of them have their identities and powers hidden, but the powers of the four apostles are revealed to some extent. Master Intermediate. Two years ago, I was at the Master Intermediate level, so it may be more than that now.
“Probably right.”
Raon nodded while looking at Lohengrin’s orb. If you look at the air waves and movements you can feel, the 4 apostles are super-goers who have reached the master intermediate level.
“How can you kill such a monster with assassination! If it can’t be avoided, at least unite with Mr. Morel…”
“That would be nice, but it would be a waste to just abandon this situation where the enemy doesn’t know us. On top of that, if you form an alliance, even if you win, your right to speak will be weakened. If everyone kills the apostle in a moment of danger, then I can control the situation here.”
“No, but…”
Dorian pursed his lips like a goldfish, as if asking if that was possible.
“don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”
Raon smiled and tapped his sword sheath.
“We have prepared countermeasures to use in case of emergency.”
“That assassination is about sneaking up on the enemy and suffocating him at once, right?”
“Right.”
“Then how are you going to deceive the spirit of the four apostles who have reached the master intermediate level and stab them with a sword!”
“well.”
“Huh
.
“I knew it! That’s just headbutting on bare ground! You didn’t even try to assassinate!”
“that’s right. I haven’t done a proper assassination.”
Raon smiled and nodded.
“I can still do it.”
Because I’ve done it countless times in my past life.
* * *
Team 2, who decided to remain in Doran Village, sighed and looked at Runan standing on top of the spire built in the center of the village.
Her eyes were still blank as she looked over the entire village, but she had a different will than usual.
“How old is it?”
“It’s been a little over two days.”
“You haven’t slept for two days…”
After Raon and the other members left, Runan went up to the spire and protected the village without a wink of sleep. When I told him to go up again after resting, he didn’t listen.
“You seem to be overdoing it…”
“I see. It’s the first time I’ve seen something like that.”
“The person who likes to sleep the most…”
In Gwangpungdan, the person who sleeps as much as Rimer is Runan. It was surprising that people who often dozed off during early-morning training or morning assemblies could hold back that much sleep.
“It will be difficult. It is not a simple border.”
Runaan must be very tired because she is aware of the surrounding situation while operating subtle auras, rather than simply standing guard with her gaze.
“I’ll tell you again and come back.”
Team 2 assistant leader Evie sighed lightly and went up the spire.
“Chief.”
At Evie’s call, Runan turned his head. Even though he hadn’t slept, his eyes didn’t show signs of fatigue.
“Please rest for a while. Then, when I really have to fight, I might not be able to show my skills.”
I told Runan about the mission because he wouldn’t listen to me if I told him about my health.
“are you okay.”
Runaan shook his head slowly.
“Because I practiced not sleeping.”
“yes? Uh, when will you practice like that…”
Evie opened her mouth wide. I had never heard of Runaan practicing enduring sleep.
“Raon did. It can’t always be the same.”
Runan gripped Seolhwa’s sword bottle and closed his eyes.
‘Because I can’t just burden you forever.’
Even though Raon had a high status as the vice-master, he always stood vigilantly on duty and allowed other swordsmen to rest.
I felt sorry for him not being able to take a break and only being considerate of others, so I asked my father to learn how to be vigilant by using up less energy and spreading a sense of humor to look around.
At first, it was so hard that I wanted to give up. Because sleep is something I like enough to be like marbled ice cream.
‘That’s why I couldn’t give up.’
Realizing that it must have been this difficult for Raon also made me more determined.
Thanks to constant practice every time I go home, I learned the ‘unsa’, a vigilance method that reduces sleep and closely examines the surroundings.
“I can do a little more.”
Runaan shook his head and surveyed the view of the village.
“I will protect this no matter what.”
The will to complete Raon’s mission no matter what happened bloomed in her purple eyes.
* * *
Raon stopped in front of the sixth joint where Morel and the four apostles were fighting.
Even though he was invisible, he felt the impact of the magic Morel spewing out and the blood of the four apostles colliding.
‘whistle? no. Morel is being pushed.’
There is a difference between magic and martial arts, but the military power itself is higher. The reason why he was pushed back even though he was higher seemed to be because the blood of the four apostles and the long sword he was holding cut magic.
‘That long sword…’
Through Lohengrin’s orb, he saw the dark long sword held by the four apostles. Even now, the long sword that cut through Morel’s fire magic at once had the power of Saihan.
‘Is it interfering with magic? Or even an aura…’
Looking through the marbles, I couldn’t tell exactly what kind of power resided in the long sword.
‘I have to be sure of the analysis.’
Even if you don’t have time, you need to accurately analyze the enemy to increase your chance of success. We need to know if the long sword is the problem or the blood of the four apostles.
oh oh
Raon opened the sea of senses by operating Glacia. Connecting the senses with the cold that spread throughout the dungeon, and even turning on the senses of tales, I looked at the flow of blood caused by the four apostles.
Whoaaaaa!
From Morel’s hands, dozens of snakes of flame, thick like building pillars, stretched out.
The fire attribute magic flame snake with the same name as his second name. The snakes covered with scales of flame swayed one by one as if they were alive, aiming for the breath of the four apostles.
Koo Goo Goo!
The four apostles lowered their long swords with their waists bent to the side. White blood rose from the black blade like embers.
Aaaaaang!
The power of swordsmanship and magic itself is equal. However, at the moment of a strange trembling in the long sword, the heads of the snakes were snapped off, causing a mighty explosion.
‘That’s just…’
Raon narrowed his eyes.
‘The blood that bloomed from the long sword intervened in the flow of magic.’
The blood that had just occurred at the 4 Apostles’ long sword did not cut magic, but interfered with the flow of mana and weakened Morel’s magic.
Even after that, the four apostles easily melted the feast of flame magic pouring out from Morel.
‘That was it.’
Raon nodded as he looked at the four apostles’ long swords that cut through the magic.
‘It wasn’t blood, it was the ability of a long sword.’
Blood itself is strong against auras and magic, but I’ve never heard of such an ability. Being able to cut magic easily was a supernatural ability possessed by the long sword.
‘It won’t be that difficult.’
There was no major obstacle to assassinating the four apostles if it was the power of a weapon rather than their natural ability.
[Hmm, priest of wrath.]
Lohengrin let out a short moan and came to the side.
[The power of the things that use that blood is stronger than the priest. Since you’re not ready, why don’t you think about assassinating again?]
Not only Dorian, but also Lohengrin expressed concern, probably because of the difference in strength.
-That’s right. Do not let go of the lingering feelings of a spectacled man while doing useless things, and fight together, even if the sloppy things gather their strength. Assassination is not easy. You weasel cheating devil bastard!
Lars frowned and opened his mouth. Seeing that a lot of things were attached to the end, it seemed that he was still angry.
“it’s okay. It will be over soon.”
Raon pushed Lars away and shook his head. Assassination is literally killing with one blow. If they fail, the risk will come back greatly, so it is natural for them to worry.
But you don’t have to worry about that. If it was this dungeon filled with cold, it would be no different from what I had prepared.
oh oh oh!
Raon raised Glacia. He completely suppressed the energy of the cartoonist and filled the entire mana circuit with the coolness of Glacia.
The coldness that permeates the entire dungeon and the aura of Glacia that blooms from the dungeon resonate to form a single flow.
‘A little more…’
It’s still not enough. You must erase your energy to such an extent that the 4 apostles cannot recognize you. Glacia’s energy was assimilated into the surrounding cold so that it felt like a piece of frost floating in the air.
“What is it…”
Dorian swallowed dryly as he looked at Raon’s back.
‘Why is there no sign?’
Even though Raon was right in front of him, he didn’t feel his presence. If you hadn’t seen it, you wouldn’t even know it was here.
[Huh!]
Lohengrin exclaimed when he felt Raon’s presence as if he had become one with the coldness of the dungeon.
‘I was worrying for nothing.’
He can’t make a mistake.
There was no way that the god of wrath would make a fool who didn’t even know his own abilities as his priest. I was ashamed of myself for having doubts.
Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Raon pulled out the requiem sword. A yo-yo-noun energy shone over the red blade.
Whoa!
Perhaps excited at the thought of killing the apostle, he burst out with a thicker sword blade than usual and spewed out a strong yogi.
‘no.’
I gripped the requiem sword tightly and shook my head.
‘If you talk like that, you’ll be caught. Hide your life in the enemy’s life and lower your energy.’
Raon controlled the yogi of the soul sword, which fluctuated like a tidal wave, matching the flow and the wave he had achieved.
Whoops.
The yogi, which had been burning wildly as if lava had exploded, began to flow calmly like a stream.
Raon nodded after lowering the spirit of the requiem sword to the point where he could hide it with Glacia’s coldness.
I calmed down and stood at the entrance to the sixth joint. Since the presence itself had disappeared, no one cared about this side.
Morel, the four apostles, the White Blood Church, and the wizards of Balkar were pouring spells and auras toward each other with murderous intentions in their eyes.
Raon looked at him and closed his eyes.
When is the most open to the beast?
when you sleep? when feeding?
no.
It is about to end the prey’s breath.
If you miss this, you will starve to death, so all your nerves are focused on your opponent right before you kill them.
Whoa.
Breathe slowly and reborn. It also covers the soul of the senses of the heyday and naturally fixes the swordsman of the soul sword.
She lowered her stance with her gaze fixed on Morel, who was sweating coldly and retreating in the spirit of the four apostles.
“Cuck!”
“Kyaaaagh!”
Enild and Princess Jaina couldn’t stand the high spirits raised by the archbishop and fell to the ground. The archbishop did not miss the opportunity and created dozens of spears of blood.
“shit!”
Morel gritted his teeth and created a mighty wave of flame. An orb of terrifying firepower. But that was magic that shouldn’t come out now.
In the urgency to finish the battle quickly and save the princess, he threw food to the opponent.
Jiji Jijik!
With the 4 apostles laughing, ferocious blood soared from the black sword, distorting the flow of magic created by Morel.
“You were in a hurry! Flame serpent!”
The apostle bends at the waist and strikes the long sword. Morel’s flames were entangled in the long sword’s blood and began to lose power.
‘Not yet.’
Raon shook his head.
If you move now, he will notice. I had to be patient a little longer.
Chiaang!
The blades of the four apostles cut through the giant sphere of flame and pierced Morel’s shoulder.
Pucak!
A bloody stream of blood burst from Morel’s collarbone, and the life of the four apostles became thicker. As if to cut his throat at once, he changed the trajectory of his long sword.
‘now!’
Raon gritted his teeth and kicked the ground. Extreme Taehwabo. He went through the air and reached the 4 apostles.
I calmed down my emotions and stopped breathing. I stood in the shadow of the four apostles holding my breath like blue frost wandering through the dungeon.
Whoa!
Just as the black longsword of the 4 apostles was about to pierce Morel’s neck, he stepped on Jin-gak and threw out the requiem sword.
Jiji Jijik!
The blood-soaked red blade tore through the flow of blood and lodged itself in the left chest of the four apostles.
“What!”
The four apostles gritted their teeth and tried to pull themselves out, but it was too late.
Quaaaaaa!
The yogi and cold air that had been condensed in the blade of the Requiem Sword soared at once, causing a huge explosion in the chests of the four apostles.
