Episode 414
Kyaang!
The moment Muston dropped the half-cut sword, light returned to the eyes of the stunned spectators.
“This sword?”
“A sword demon’s disciple was broken by a single sword?”
“Crazy…”
“Does this make sense? Aside from being a disciple of a sword demon, can a master defeat the same master with one sword?”
“I can’t believe it even though I saw it in front of my eyes…”
“Isn’t Joe feeling a little futile?”
“Not very vain. There is nothing to eat at a rumored feast, but this is terrible…”
The audience let out a deep sigh at the hopeless situation in which the long-awaited sparring between Raon and Muston ended in unison.
“Ah…”
Muston’s chin trembled as he looked at the sword cut in half. The middle of the blade was neatly cut off, and the broken blade was stuck in the arena.
‘What is this?’
I used Master’s swordsmanship and lost?
I still couldn’t believe that Sword Demon Rektar’s true martial arts had been shattered by that young bastard’s single sword. It felt like I was having a nightmare, not reality.
‘It does not make sense.’
Since Raon Sieghart received the nickname of the Sword Dragon, who is said to be the strongest among young warriors, he could lose.
But with a single sword. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand that the master’s sword was broken by a not-so-great swordsmanship.
“This is not it!”
Muston lifted the broken sword and aimed it at Raon.
“I haven’t lost yet! I can’t admit it!”
He gritted his teeth, saying he could not accept this defeat.
Tsk.
Raon clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at Muston screaming.
– I’m sorry.
Lars shook his head with cold eyes as if he were looking at a bug.
– He is more uglier than weak.
‘I know. It doesn’t deviate from expectations at all.’
Even with a single sword, a win is a win. In real life, it would have cost you your life.
It was a waste of personality to be a disciple of the sword demon, regardless of ability, not yielding to the result and insisting on it.
“Then what are you going to do?”
“Stuck again! Because I don’t care!”
Muston said let’s fight as it is, burning strong energy over the half-cut blade.
‘It’s a bit troublesome, but…’
It’d be better to step on it for sure here.
If Muston shows his skills, he will be hard to beat, but he will be able to win easily because he is more excited than before.
“Muston.”
When Raon was about to lift the Jecheon Sword again, a sword demon came up to the arena.
that buck
Although his steps were thin, they cut through the din of the noisy audience and landed softly in his ears.
“Master Su.”
Muston swallowed dry saliva, looking at the coldly sunken eyes of the Sword Demon.
“This is sparring and a duel.”
When the Sword Demon raised his hand, the blade of the sword stuck in the arena was pulled out and landed in his grasp.
“Even if you lost by a sword, even if you were careless, defeat is defeat. Come down.”
“Kkeuh…”
Muston went down the arena, chewing his lips until he was bleeding.
But as if he would never forget it, he glared at me with bloodshot eyes.
“I apologize.”
The Sword Demon came forward and lowered his eyes.
“It’s been a while since I came out of the world, so I have no manners. I hope you understand.”
The broken blade that was on top of his hand shattered into metal powder. I don’t know whether to call this an apology or a threat.
“it’s okay.”
Raon nodded his head with a smile on his face.
“Then, sparring with Rektar-nim…”
“You will need a break too, so let’s start in a while.”
The Sword Demon told me to do the exercises and then went down the arena.
“Um…”
Raon licked his lips while looking at the sword demon’s back.
‘I guess I don’t have to refuse to give him a chance to fight better.’
I nodded and sat down in the chair right below the arena.
“What are you really doing?”
“What is it? You’re crazy!”
Burren gasped, and Martha curled up her lips.
“Raon. Great respect.”
Runaan gave a thumbs up as if he did well.
“Because I will practice. Please protect me.”
Raon asked the three to escort him and then closed his eyes.
‘The swordsmanship that Muston showed must be the swordsman’s martial arts.’
He closed his eyes, remembering the parts of Muston’s swordsmanship that could be omitted.
* * *
“Sorry!”
Muston knelt down as soon as the Sword Demon descended from the arena.
“This idiot ruined Master’s reputation!”
He banged his head on the ground and screamed.
“but!”
Muston raised his bleeding forehead. His eyes twisted like demons.
“I was just really careless. If I did my best, I could win…”
“Muston.”
The Sword Demon looked down at Muston and frowned.
“Did you say you could win if you weren’t careful?”
“That’s right! It was just a coincidence that he won! If you give me a chance to fight again, I will return with my honor restored!”
“You mean you can win without seeing your opponent?”
“yes?”
Muston opened his mouth squarely, not understanding what was being said.
“Your sword was not aimed at that child, but at me. Your consciousness was sparring with me, not Raon.”
The Sword Demon looked at the apprentice’s trembling shoulders with cool eyes.
“Wasn’t it that you were only full of thoughts to show me the ascending swordsmanship without giving all your strength to the opponent in front of you? You’re going to beat the kid called the Geomryong in that state?”
“That’s…”
Muston dropped his head, unable to answer.
‘Right…’
The person I wanted to show off my swordsmanship wasn’t Raon, it was Master.
In order to prove that he was the only one worthy of becoming a sword demon’s disciple, he used a sword he hadn’t fully mastered yet, and was struck by a single sword.
‘Damn it!’
I just found out It was natural for him to lose to Raon, who did his best, as he showed only poor swordsmanship without focusing on the opponent.
“Now you seem to have realized it.”
The Sword Demon nodded slowly.
“If you didn’t imitate my sword and showed your skills from the beginning, you would have been able to compete with that kid.”
“Keugh…”
Muston bit his lip and trembled all over.
“Today’s defeat will lift you to a higher place, so don’t forget it for the rest of your life. And…”
The Sword Demon took a step closer to Muston.
“Let me tell you what you are greatly mistaken about.”
“yes?”
Muston blankly lifted his head.
“It wasn’t my choice to accept you as a disciple, but I have no intention of giving up on that job. You are my only disciple, so stop thinking about useless things and focus on your training.”
The Sword Demon left those words and turned around.
‘If I told you this much, it would be enough.’
From the beginning, Muston had low self-esteem and was easily excited, perhaps because he always worried that he was not the disciple he had chosen himself.
Even if it was a relationship between a priest and a priest regardless of his original intentions, he had no intention of rejecting a disciple he had received once. Through this sparring, he hoped that the disciple’s shortcomings would be corrected.
“Whoa…”
The Sword Demon chewed his lips thinly as he watched Raon practice the exercises with his eyes closed.
‘No matter how you think about it, it’s strange.’
I don’t look alike, but I look alike
When I look at Raon Sieghart, that child comes to mind.
They had a different hair color and eyes than the gorgeous blonde red eyes, but the harmony of their features was bizarrely similar.
‘It reminds me of bad memories.’
When the sword demon looked at Raon and sighed, Muston also glared at Raon and clenched his fists.
* * *
After the first confrontation was over, the gamblers who came to their senses ran to Rimmer’s stall.
“Sieghart’s madness!”
“Hey! You impostor!”
“Give me my money back!”
“A pathetic guy like that killed Sado and the owner of the floor? Stop talking bullshit!”
“It’s just crap!”
“I didn’t believe in elves!”
The gamblers rushed in as if they were about to break a stall and grabbed Rimmer by the collar. Everyone’s eyes were full of madness because the money was gone so easily.
“Hey!”
Dorian’s lips trembled as he watched the people’s red eyes.
“Come on, everyone, calm down.”
Rimmer, unfazed, shook his hand to calm the crowd.
“The world of competition is a cold law! I won with a sword, but Raon also took quite a bit of damage. As you can see, they are practicing.”
When he closed his eyes and pointed at Raon, who was doing the exercises, the gamblers’ cries stopped for a moment.
“everyone. There is a saying that people have three chances. The first chance given to you is to be able to watch this match, the second is to bet on this match, and finally the third chance is that there is one more chance!”
At Rimmer’s cry, both those who won and those who lost money opened their mouths.
“A chance?”
“You have one more chance?”
“What do you mean?”
“Let go of this for now, everyone, take a step back.”
The audience let go of Rimmer’s collar and stepped back.
“As you may know, the sparring between Raon and the Sword Demon will begin shortly. Well, it might be a bit of teaching rather than sparring, but things have changed.”
Rimer pointed at the Sword Demon and gave a cool smile.
“Will the Sword Demon leave Raon, who blew away his beloved student with a single sword? You there!”
He pointed to the gambler who had just grabbed him by the collar.
“What would you do if the guest was a sword demon?”
“If it were me, I would break it with a single sword.”
“that’s right! Since the sword demon is also a human and his arms are bent inside, he will hate Raon for disgracing his disciple. Of course, he would crush Raon with just one sword. here!”
Rimmer thumped the table and got up.
“Our third chance begins! Whether or not Raon will be able to stop the Sword Demon’s sword! I will open a new plate from now on!”
He started a new gamble by saying let’s start betting right away.
“Mi crazy…”
“Is that a bet?”
“that’s right. Even Raon-nim can’t stand the Sword Demon’s sword.”
“okay. This is not a bet!”
“Don’t talk nonsense, money…”
People laughed at me, saying, “I’m not stupid, who would bet money on Raon?”
While everyone was glaring at Limer without betting, the three princes broke through the crowd and stood in front of the table.
“I’ll bet all the money and principal on Prosecutor Raon’s enduring the sword.”
The three princes said they would bet on Raon without having to return the other money.
“thank you!”
As Rimmer smiled and lowered his head, he heard a message from the Three Princes.
[You’ll keep your promise to tell me what Miss Martha likes, right?]
[Ah, of course. When it’s all over, I’ll tell you what he likes best.]
He nodded his head coldly while looking at the three princes.
‘What she likes is fighting and swearing. What else could there be?’
There was absolutely no way that Martha would go over to the three princes, so it was enough to just call her what she liked roughly and move on.
“Dorian. Write it down.”
“yes!”
Dorian nodded and wrote down the three princes’ bets in the ledger.
“Wait a minute, didn’t the prince bet 500 gold coins earlier?”
“It did. That would have been 1000 now…”
“You bet them all?”
“Oh my God…”
“What kind of strong heart is that?”
People gulped down their saliva as they watched the three princes bet money.
“I am towards the sword demon!”
“me too!”
“Damn it! Steal the emergency fund!”
“Third chance! that’s right! I don’t know anything else, but I have to seize the third chance!”
“Because I’m going to Cameloon!”
Both the winners and the losers reinvested, and the tables began to fill up with money.
Rimer grinned as he watched the pile of money forming a shadow.
After finishing the exercise, Raon opened his eyes, put his hands together, bowed his head, and prayed fervently.
Oh my god!
* * *
Raon shook his head as he looked at Rimer’s gambling hall, which was in chaos again.
‘That human will not starve to death wherever he goes.’
To take advantage of a moment of crisis was admirable.
-I want to pluck out those long ears!
Lars waved a round fist in the air, saying that he was pissed off.
‘okay. I get annoyed when I see it.’
Raon smiled and went up to the arena. My body was also relaxed, and I was in better condition than when I was fighting Muston by filling up my aura with seniority.
The Sword Demon, who was looking this way, nodded and walked up the arena.
“Are you ready?”
“yes.”
Raon nodded heavily.
“Thank you for enlightening me.”
The Sword Demon looked back at Muston and narrowed his eyes.
“He has a lot of shortcomings because he doesn’t have much experience. Thanks to your teachings, I will be able to climb higher.”
“That is fortunate.”
Contrary to what the sword demon said, Raon licked his lips at Muston, who still had a bloody glow in his eyes.
“Since you enlightened your disciple with a single sword, I intend to end the sparring with you with a single sword. Would you like to take it?”
“It is an honour.”
After taking a slow breath, he drew out his sword.
“Then let’s go.”
The Sword Demon drew his sword from a distance of more than ten steps.
A slightly reddish blade stood in the sky. I could feel the grand ambition in the sword shape, which was too natural to be called an upper class.
oh oh oh!
His sword slowly descends. It was only a sword that was so slow that even a child could dodge it with a smile, but it was tightly gripped as if my heart would explode.
‘What is this….’
It was so slow that it made me yawn, and I couldn’t figure out how to stop the sword, which was not even strong, and didn’t even have a sword.
“Keuuugh!”
If you dodge, you die, if you block, you die.
My body was crushed by the pressure of the sword that seemed to contain the whole world.
My bones scream and I can’t even breathe. It was to the point where I doubted how a human could operate such a swordsmanship.
– It’s a fun education.
Lars licked his lips in interest. The guy’s voice brought me to my senses as if I had been covered with cold water.
‘I can’t be beaten like this.’
Somehow…
I used the ring of fire by stimulating my hardened heart.
The slowly rotating rings resonated and released the pressure of the body as if wrapped in chains.
However, even after resonating the ring of fire, there was still no way to block the sword. The only way to escape was to get on your knees and bend.
‘Am I going to get paid for disgracing my disciple?’
The Sword Demon’s sword seen in front of him was an absolute sword, but when viewed from the side, it only looked slow as if he was playing.
It seems that he wants to pay more than that for the disgrace his disciple suffered.
‘If you’re serious, it’s a bit filthy…’
I didn’t know that the famed Sword Demon would come out like this, so my stomach simmered.
Raon bit his lip until it bled and gripped the Jecheon Sword.
‘I can’t do it with the sword I’ve been using until now.’
No swordsmanship he had ever learned, learned, and made could not stop the Sword Demon’s sword.
‘If you can’t reach the existing level…’
You can go further.
He held the sword of the Sword Demon in his eyes and used the Ring of Fire as a polarity.
Chiyiying!
The ring’s resonance excites the not yet fully opened upper anterior chamber. My brain burned as if it were going to burn, and a new perspective opened up.
The slow descending Sword Demon’s sword seemed rather fast, and the swordsmanship within it unfolded like a panorama.
‘This sword…’
It was the same swordsmanship that Muston showed, but the level of perfection was different.
The majesty of the Mangeom, which contains numerous swordsmanship tricks, was roaring toward the world.
The eyes of the sword demon behind the finished sword were dry. His expression was uninspiring, as if he was crushing an insect to death.
Knowing the identity of that sword and seeing the sword demon’s eyes filled with disregard, he didn’t want to collapse like this.
Whoa!
The seven rings of fire were condensed into one, and the energy of the whole world was felt as if the mana dwelling in the body had turned into nature.
Fast, slow, heavy, light, strong, soft, flexible, firm, colorful, and fantastic.
Opposite and impossible to harmonize swordsmanship tricks were condensed into that one sword.
‘If it was the first time, I would never have stopped it. But…’
I saw a sword that was greater than mine up close than anyone else.
Although the flow is different, I have seen the unmanned sword behind my back that ties all the groups in the world together.
Glen Sieghart.
The price of seeing his back is high.
Because he had seen the sword of the King of Northern Destruction, he was able to reveal it without bending even after seeing the sword from the front.
go ahead
one foot and two feet.
I pictured in my mind the sword of the Transcendentalist who pushed back the White Blood Religion and Tacheon with one sword.
The ring of fire that rotated to the limit twisted as if it would break, creating a huge echo.
world of images.
In that white space, which was filled with only sword buds, the stem of the sword slowly sprouts.
I fixed the Jecheon sword while enjoying the pain that seemed to burn my brain.
oh oh oh!
The heat of the cartoonist and the coldness of Glacia were operating at the same time, and she stepped out with her left foot.
Wow!
The weight of ten thousand pounds of footprints caused a huge crack in the arena.
Recalling the martial arts he had accumulated over the years, inheriting that magnificent power from his waist.
can’t contain everything
Didn’t Muston show me that even one sword that couldn’t be condensed was not good enough?
I put only the swordsmanship that I had been training endlessly until now.
Raon Sieghart’s sword, which was fast, strong, colorful and accurate, rose with a magnificent glow.
