Chapter 82: Flash (4)
Aster briefly looked at the sword revealed in front of him.
Nimue, known as the lake fairy and the lake witch among users, had a proud face.
“There is no need to be too surprised. “Frondier didn’t say your name directly.”
Frondier did not directly mention Aster’s name to Nimue and Merlin. I just said you’ll know when you see it.
He intentionally hid Aster’s name. Because I wanted them to see through their eyes whether Aster was worthy of it.
“And you proved it.”
Nimue said.
“When everyone was shaking in fear, you showed your strong will with your own strength. A hero is someone who brings hope to humans. “You deserve it.”
Whether or not he was listening to Nimue, Aster quietly looked at the sword.
Nimue was satisfied with the sight even though it seemed like she wasn’t listening.
‘hehehe, my eyes were completely taken by the sword.’
The ultimate treasure envied by all swordsmen on the Palind Continent.
What Nimueh gave me was worth it.
[Excalibur∙Beta]
•Grade: Legendary
•Description: King Arthur’s second sword given to him by the lake nymph. If the sword stuck in the rock obscures the qualities of a hero, this sword is the sword that proves that the hero has been completed. Among the weapons the hero possesses, it is the closest to divine status.
Ability Details ＞
– Legend of the Lake: The lake nymph declared that King Arthur had become a hero by giving him this sword. The person who holds this sword shares mana with the lake. As long as the lake does not dry up, the magic power of the person holding this sword will never run out.
“Think of it as pride. “You could be the last person to hold this sword again.”
Aster took Excalibur and looked at it blankly.
He balances the level, examines the blade, and grips the handle.
And said.
“It’s a good sword.”
“… … huh?”
Nimue asked back awkwardly.
Nimue felt a moment of anxiety at the very obvious words Aster said.
“It looks very solid. “The blade is very sharp.”
“huh? “No, wait a minute.”
Aster’s words are somehow out of focus.
Meanwhile, the Minotaur, swept away by the waves, reappeared. They were pushed back by Nimue’s magic, but there didn’t seem to be any significant damage.
Aster checked it and passed Nimue to face the Minotaur.
“If it’s a sword this good.”
Aster raised his sword and took a mid stance.
Nimue said, dumbfounded by that sight.
“Hey, you don’t know what this sword is.”
Hiss!
Aster got through the Minotaur in an instant.
The cows strengthened their defense by raising their weapons, thinking that Aster would strike with a single blow.
However, even though it reached that speed, the blow was not delivered.
For the Minotaur, the biggest fear right now is ‘a flash of fire’.
Aster knows this better than anyone else, so he deliberately does not use a single stroke.
… … Above all, Aster doesn’t know what this sword is, so he’s worried about his remaining mana.
While the cows’ bodies were frozen for a short time, Aster widened the blade horizontally in the middle of them.
‘Before, I was so worried that the sword would break.’
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When he cut down a cow with his first blow, Aster felt that their bodies were incredibly strong.
A careless swing only damages the blade.
Even though I swung the sword with such care and care, it ended up breaking.
But even at first glance, this sword is a luxury item.
so.
“Even if I swing it a little roughly.”
It won’t break.
Evans’ swordsmanship
spinning slash
Aster swung his sword once using his foot as an axis.
No matter how well you do this technique, you cannot maintain a firm center of gravity, so you cannot draw a perfectly clean sword stroke.
however.
Suddenly─
“uh?”
The Minotaur’s leg was cut off. The sword seemed to pass by all the obstacles in its path.
Calves and shins, muscle tendons were torn, bones were broken, or, in one unlucky animal, one leg was simply blown off.
Aster, who actually used the technique, was surprised.
Wow!!
The cows ran wild. When the original sword passed under them, it was painful, but it was bearable.
But not this time. Everything that the sword passes through is cut off. Not only those with one leg blown off, but all with torn tendons lost their posture and fell to their knees.
The heads of the cows came down to the level where Aster’s sword could reach.
And then another spinning slash.
thud!
Coo!
This time, the neck and face flew off, and the Minotaur’s terrifying heads fell off without losing their bodies.
With just two sword strikes, exactly five Minotaurs were killed.
“Wow.”
Aster let out a dry exclamation. He looked at Nimue.
‘This sword is a really good sword!’ Aster was shouting with his eyes.
Nimue read the meaning exactly.
“… … .”
He opened his eyes with a very unpleasant expression on his face.
* * *
Belphegor is still sitting on the chair and receiving reports.
The war situation is not good. The barrier is not as easily breached as expected. No one at Mangot has yet crossed the barrier.
In particular, Tayvon did little damage to the Empire.
“Wouldn’t it be better to infiltrate people even if it’s difficult? “If even one person crosses the barrier, we will be able to invade from that side using shadow transfer.”
Hagley gave the mantra. Belphegor sighed at that.
“I would like to do that too, if possible.”
“What if… … .”
“Don’t think that all Mangot guys are as rational as you. “This war may seem to be burning with Mangot’s desire for revenge, but underneath it all, it is full of greed.”
“… … Does this mean that Mangot cannot be crossed by any barrier?”
“yes. At least that’s what all the shepherds think.”
Mangot’s Shadow Transfer is not something that everyone can use.
To be precise, it is usually possible to use the transition, but it is difficult to connect them to use it.
Since not everyone can make that connection, important decisions are ultimately left to the few who can make the connection.
That’s literally a small number, and if you exclude the shepherds of Mangot and Hagley, there aren’t many left. At least among Hagley’s successors, Selena is the only one.
Even Selena must get Hagley’s permission to take over the new shadow.
‘I was prepared to die, but I was not prepared to die… … .’
Mangot is the epitome of an empire.
These words are fear to the empire and shackles to Mangot.
Mangot must become industrialized.
A fire that destroys the most lethal foundation of the empire and burns the entire empire.
Everyone in Mangot hopes that their death will be like that.
‘And someone is reading what’s inside.’
There is no other way to view the current situation of the wall deployment.
An empire does not block the entire wall. Boldly throw away what needs to be thrown away. Even though I knew that the shadow transference of Mangot was threatening.
In other words, someone who made this arrangement knows Mangot’s ‘greed’.
“The preparation is too thorough.”
Belphegor muttered quietly.
Is this really what Ospreet means?
Is it really possible for the wisdom of humans, called wise men, to foresee this much?
As if he knew something from the beginning.
“The shepherds will understand what I mean. “Please contact me now.”
“No, it’s done.”
Belphegor shook his head at Hagley’s words.
“I don’t want to bend the shepherds’ will now. Then, morale will be broken and the original purpose of ‘competition’ will be lost. “I don’t want to miss the big picture while trying to make small gains.”
“Are you okay?”
“The empire’s morale appears to be high now. Originally, ‘public’ is such a law. “The person trying to break through the wall starts from a disadvantageous position.”
Belphegor leaned back in his chair.
“But the empire is large.”
“… … .”
“Unlike an empire that has to block all its walls, we only have to take down one.”
Belphegor checked the empire’s personnel distribution, and although it was an exquisite and appropriate distribution, overall, there was a slight shortage of personnel.
In other words, just like Mangot, the Empire also has greed. The greed of not being able to give away all areas. Belphegor read it in the Empire’s personnel arrangements.
“No matter how high your morale is, the reality is that it is not enough.”
No matter how ideal we dream, it is not realistic to block this entire empire.
“What are you going to do when that time comes? “Chief of the Empire.”
* * *
Coo!
There was a person falling on the wall.
One of the zodiacs, Médart de Thévenet.
He is currently the oldest of the Zodiac, and although he is old, he still appears to be in his prime.
Old age was clearly eating away at his body.
“Whoa, you damn old man.”
Cohen, the shepherd of Cape Mangot, caught his breath.
Unlike other defensive situations, Cohen rushed in with his troops from the beginning. I judged that the first attack from a completely different direction from the monsters outside would cause the most damage.
And that judgment has worked so far.
“With such an old body, you’re swinging a warhammer like chopsticks.”
Cohen lightly shook the serrated knife he held in both hands. Every time, the blood collected on the knife splattered.
His body was also not healthy. His left shoulder was hit hard and collapsed, and his entire body was full of bruises. I tried not to show it, but my body was slowly shaking.
But it was he who won. Although Cohen does not normally enjoy fighting, he was honestly impressed by Medart’s strong spirit.
After becoming as old as Medard, will he be able to display such fierceness? Cohen could not answer, and the silence gave birth to caution.
“however.”
Cohen looked to his left.
“What on earth is your b*tch?”
“… … .”
Cybel was sweating and holding a rapier. Cybel was next to Medart and helped him. Cybel’s contribution was clearly responsible for Cohen’s suffering in the fight against Medart.
But what’s strangest of all is.
“Why is your b*tch so fine without a single wound?”
Cohen looked at Cybel with a look of displeasure rather than caution.
It’s not that Cohen neglected Seibel. Rather, it was decided to exclude Cybel first. It wasn’t easy with just Medart, but I couldn’t stand the girl next to me getting in the way.
However, as a result, Cybel was still standing, and it was Medart, the Zodiac, who fell first.
“I don’t think it’s that great of a skill, but every time I think I’ve definitely caught it, it strangely avoids it.”
“… … .”
Cybel doesn’t respond in particular and looks at Cohen.
Cohen’s eyes sank.
“All of those Constel guys are an eyesore.”
Cohen had previously been spying on Constell’s students under Belphegor’s orders. In order to investigate students who may pose a threat to Cape Mande, excluding those already known to Hagli or Belphegor.
The one that stood out the most on the list was Cybel.
But that wasn’t because Cybel was strong.
“From what I heard, there was a lot of noise about Constel’s brilliant talent.”
Cohen’s head tilted.
“It was the same when we investigated it and it is still the same now, just looking at the cancer, it is not that bad.”
Cohen glanced at Cybel’s weapon.
It was my first time seeing someone bring a weapon called a rapier into battle. In addition, the method focuses on cutting rather than stabbing using the aura. You can say it’s unique, but I’m not sure if it’s effective.
“Hmm, I don’t know, I don’t know. How could someone so weak be so famous? Is it because of that face? Or if that talent was real.”
Cohen’s mouth curves into a wry smile.
“Didn’t the nickname ‘Human Sloth’ suit you? Cybel Forte.”
“… … !”
Cybel’s eyes widen at that.
At that moment, Cohen’s dual swords attacked from both sides. Cohen is not provoking Seibel with arrogance or anything like that. I just used my mouth to create an opening for Cybel.
Hiss!
Sibel turned her body backwards to avoid sword strikes coming from both sides. The blade slashes from top to bottom as if chasing it.
Cybel’s rapier twisted it, and amidst the loud metallic sound, Cybel stretched her left foot backwards and slipped.
Cough!
The rapier was aimed at Cohen’s ankle, but it was easily blocked and Cohen stretched out his foot. Even if his kicks are not weapons, they are threatening.
grasp!
Cybel stretched out the hand that was not holding the rapier, blocked his feet, and launched himself. Cybel was lifted into the air by Cohen’s power. Cohen’s twin swords were swung again and again, aimed at that, but Cybel extended his rapier as he fell, blocking them all and landing.
‘It’s like fighting a white cloth.’
Cohen’s eyes furrowed.
A white cloth that sways when he cuts, stabs, or kicks. Just as a clumsy sword cannot cut through cloth, Cohen’s sword was unable to inflict any real damage.
“Whew. “In times like this, there is another way.”
Cohen muttered like that.
fault!
Suddenly, it rushed towards Saibel.
“Hmph!”
Cybel extended his rapier to stop Cohen, but
Sigh!
Cohen charged, blocking the rapier with his forearm.
‘?!’
Long blood lines were drawn on his arms, but Cohen actually went deeper. A bold way to determine that Cybel’s attack was not a threat.
Whoosh! Wow!
Holding the full distance, Cohen struck down his dual swords from top to bottom.
Cybel’s thin rapier blocked the sword.
“Uh, uhhh… … !”
“ha ha ha! “If you avoid cooking, just tear it up and that’s it!”
Cohen forced himself into a power showdown. Cybel resists the sword strike with trembling hands.
“Hey, this is not a battlefield for a kid like you. “You should have run away before you got here!”
Good!
Each other’s swords make a loud noise, and Cybel gradually lowers his posture as if his strength is too much.
“… … escape.”
And after a long silence, her mouth opened.
‘As expected, that was correct.’
Cybel kept repeating those words in her head endlessly.
escape.
If she was lucky, she would have been able to escape the battlefield safely and somehow survive.
Even if Mangot burns the empire, she will survive somehow, I don’t know how, but she will survive.
‘That was correct.’
Cybel is a villain.
In the midst of humanity’s greatest crisis, a villain betrays everyone’s expectations and runs away, or deceives the empire, only cares for his own safety, and then disappears.
Due to the sudden disappearance of Cybel, the Empire had to make a huge sacrifice to fill the void, and it resulted in more blood being shed than if a clumsy murderer killed one or two people.
A villain who is so beautiful and shameless on his own, without even knowing that he is becoming a villain, and is the height of selfishness.
‘That was correct, why?’
Cybel is a villain.
A villain who is loved by fate.
A villain who kills everyone around her to survive alone.
“… … “I understand now.”
Cybel’s eyes sink deeply.
Cohen felt eerie at that momentum.
Cybel’s auror has not become stronger, nor has its power become stronger.
For some reason, Cohen decided that he had to kill Cybel right now.
‘now!’
One of Cohen’s dual swords loses its orbit in a struggle of power and attacks Cybel from the right.
Cybel, who only has a rapier, has no means of blocking the attack.
“I don’t want someone to die instead of me.”
What will happen if I take the lead more than anyone else.
Cheonggang!
“!?”
Instead of trying to cut down Cybel, Cohen stepped back in surprise.
… … His sword broke while struggling with Cybel. I didn’t even have any intention of doing so.
Cohen saw the cross section of a broken sword.
After confirming that, Cohen’s eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible, and then he looked at Cybel again.
‘… … ‘You b*tch, it’s dangerous.’
exclaimed Cohen.
“Division 6! Gather to me immediately!”
Cohen spoke without even giving a moment to the Mangot troops’ questions.
“Kill Cybel Forte here! “It is Mangot’s greatest threat!”
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