Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom chapter 197

Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom 197

Hostility abounds from all directions.

A wave of emotions on a different level from before came crashing down from the audience surrounding the stage at Dalian Stadium.

Arjen, the greatest swordsman on the continent.

The name, which was thought to be a false name in the past, now clearly feels real.

There are so many outstanding swordsmen in a single family, not an empire or a kingdom.

And it was surprising that all of those knights could show such strong fighting spirit for one person.

Even those who had been impressed by Ren’s fighting spirit and swordsmanship a little while ago and showed favoritism did not hide their hostility at this moment.

To that extent, the name of the head of the family was a heavy one within Argen.

‘I can’t back out of here.’

Every move he had made so far was planned for this moment.

The establishment of Raishinryu, defeating the masters of the three major schools, and teaching them the true meaning of the three major schools.

Because the matriarch had noticed this, she readily accepted Ren’s words.

“You’re stiff. “Joining the race to become the head of a family means having to go through even worse things.”

“I know.”

“There could be a threat to the Brilliant you cherish so much.”

“I know.”

“Do you think you can protect them all?”

“You can keep it. and… … .”

The stigmata engraved on my neck heats up as if it were on fire.

Although he does not know how to use holy magic and is less efficient, Ren, who has recovered his body to some extent by pouring in holy power, speaks as if to provoke Fletcher.

“What can we do with the power of our collapsing family?”

But Fletcher just stared at Ren, and it was the other knights who shouted in fits of rage.

“You’re such a bastard that people around you praise you so much that you don’t know how high you are and you’re criticizing me!”

Third Cassius stood up and drew his sword.

But when Leonora glares at him and sanctions him, he grits his teeth and stops.

“Why do you think the family is falling apart?”

“Those who forget the past have no future. “That’s what my father told me.”

“… … .”

“Do you know why I bothered to teach Dustin, Chloe, and Dilys by personally showing them the sword techniques of the three major schools?”

Ren slowly raised his spirit.

“I wanted to let you know. “How great was the past that you have forgotten.”

An overwhelming energy that had never been compared before swirled through Ren’s center.

“How brilliant and bright the glory of the past was.”

His brilliance flashes.

“Then take a look. “If you can block my sword, I will recognize you as the successor to the family head race.”

Fletcher drew his sword.

Fletcher Arjen stands at the head of the table and looks down at Ren with an arrogant look.

His sword begins to emit an incomparably more terrifying and threatening energy than before.

“Okay, father. Let me show you. Who is the true legitimate successor and what is the true Sword of Arjen?”

Fletcher Arjen was leisurely raising his spirit, but Ren, who was facing him, was feeling it.

The fact that he is not as calm as he appears on the outside.

The fact that anger boiling like oil is shining inside his eyes.

Whoa… … .

As his light flashed, the space was enveloped in darkness.

When the devil descended from Bastian in the Holy Kingdom into Rust’s body.

A darkness even thicker than the darkness when she polluted the holy relic and unleashed her power covered the sparring hall.

‘Is this the matriarch’s sword?’

A sense of crisis tingled up my spine.

All you have to do is simply block the sword.

But Ren felt his life was more threatened than ever.

A feeling as if the boundary between reality and ideals is collapsing.

Before we knew it, Len and Fletcher were alone standing in the dark.

The smell of blood penetrates my nostrils from all directions.

‘This… … .’

A similar phenomenon to the past when Havenberg Arzen demonstrated the annihilation of a long sword.

No, it definitely wasn’t as daunting, but the feeling was similar.

Havenberg was standing at the end of a road drenched in the blood of countless people, and Fletcher was standing in a space where thick blood stains stuck here and there like stains.

If Havenberg made the path stained with blood to reach his destination, Fletcher feels like he punished all those who invaded his space and soaked the place with blood.

His two brilliantly shining eyes glare at Ren.

This is the world I have lived in, and this is the bloody world I will create in the future.

Can you handle this?

That’s what Fletcher said.

Instead of opening his mouth, Ren raised his sword. Of course, if you are Argen, you should communicate with your sword rather than your teeth.

In this ominous world, Ren practiced the Havenberg swordsmanship rather than the swordsmanship of the Four Great Schools.

thud.

As soon as I take a step, the black world shakes.

‘Habenberg swordsmanship’

Gray sword energy gathers above the blade of the first soul and begins to twist and suck all the flow in space.

1st secret stage – heavy pressure

Invisible black blades aim at Ren from all directions and reveal their teeth.

Dozens of blades slashed at him at the same time as if they wanted his blood.

Just as gravity moves in a different direction in the space around Ren, all blades cannot narrow beyond a certain distance and twist their direction.

Fletcher’s eyes wavered.

He realized that Ren was not using the Four Great School’s swordsmanship.

A miracle created solely with his sword, without using the power of nature.

Seeing the rain of blades created by Fletcher lose its purpose and gather in one place was shocking enough to send ripples through Fletcher’s heart.

‘This sword technique… … !’

How many times have you worked to dig into your family’s secret history, go back in time, and reach the end?

He also knew that Arzen’s school was ultimately an alternative to the swordsmanship of the first head of the family, as he was unable to master it.

The four schools were thus divided.

Argen swordsmanship was created to recreate the greatness of the swordsmanship displayed by the first family head, even if it was only by borrowing the power of nature.

It was an achievement achieved by an unrivaled genius named Vandrik Arzen, but his successors were unable to digest even that achievement and ultimately lost his legacy.

How frustrating and frustrating that fact was.

That’s why he swung his sword like crazy to regain Arzen’s sword skills.

The swordsmanship of the first family head was all I saw on record, and I couldn’t even think of replicating it.

I thought that the first priority was to regain the power of the four major schools created by Vandrik.

However, Ren showed signs of defying the power of nature with only his sword and his own strength.

At that moment, it seemed as if something tingling was caught in Fletcher’s hand.

Originally, the test should have ended at this level, but… … .

I want to swing it.

I want to unfold this sensation that I feel in my hand right now.

‘This… … .’

A realization that tingles up my spine.

As if my eyes had been opened, the world began to look different.

The space shrouded in darkness feels as clear as if it were your own.

I put aside the rushing thoughts and grabbed the sword with both hands.

The meditation was long, but the time that passed was only a moment.

As Fletcher steps forward with his left foot, the platform beneath his feet cracks! It breaks and pieces of wood fly out.

When he raised his sword, the blades that had wrapped around Ren disappeared all at once, as if they were sinking into the darkness.

Ren thought that all the vicious blades that had been eager to eat him had disappeared for a moment, but he quickly realized that they were all converging on Fletcher’s sword.

‘If this is also prevented… … .’

A blue light flashes in Fletcher’s eyes.

‘I will admit it.’

It was said to be the calm before the storm. This space, which had become quiet for an instant, becomes even more ominous.

Ren’s eyes brightened.

I felt it.

That vicious sword that could be felt from the head table where Fletcher was standing would soon overtake this place.

If you consider the situation that will happen later and save your strength, you will be pulverized by that sword and end your life.

Couuu.

The black sword energy soars upward in an instant as if piercing the ceiling, emitting an ominous sword light.

‘Try to block it. ‘Son.’

Fletcher’s sword slashes straight at Ren.

At the same time, Ren responded by mobilizing all the means at his disposal.

[Spell of Weakness]

It would be enough to distract Fletcher just a little bit.

[Strength]

I squeezed all my remaining stamina into my arms.

Havenberg Swordsmanship

– 1st Big Period

– Heavy pressure

Once again, he applies heavy pressure to block the sword.

Kagagagagagagagag!!

The black blades flowing from Fletcher’s sword energy continued to show their teeth as if they were lusting after Ren.

Fragments of sword energy pass by Ren’s skin as he clenches his teeth and holds on.

Stab wounds appearing every second began to cover Ren’s entire body.

Sticky blood stains flowing down with red blood.

“Kaaa!!”

Ren let out a scream and his right arm twitched like crazy.

Paaa!!

The two swordsmen were unable to achieve a winner in the end, and the impact of the clash poured out in all directions.

Googoo googung!!

The pillars supporting the stands were broken and debris was flying in all directions.

The guardian knights and knights of each school, who watched the clash between the two in a daze, raised their swords and poured out the signs of the seasons and decisive battle.

“Stop it!! “The sparring grounds are collapsing!”

“It is the sword of the head of the family! Do your best!!”

“If you don’t want to die, pull out your sword!”

The sparring hall suddenly turned into chaos.

In Fletcher’s compressed sword energy, hundreds of blades lost their aim and fluttered in all directions.

Even Leonora, who was worse off, drew her sword and blocked the blade.

The knights were in disbelief even as they swung their swords.

It was so terrifying that my heart skipped a beat even though I had to block each and every one of the hundreds of blades. How on earth did Ren Argen block a sword with all these blades compressed together?

It felt like a nightmare had descended on the sparring grounds.

The devil’s hand strangling the knights shook all around, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured or seriously injured.

Ren struck back once, and the weakened blade of the sword split into hundreds of branches, dispersing its power once again.

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Arjen’s swordsmen were not so sloppy that they could not even block that much.

Whoa… … .

The sound of heavy breathing comes from all directions.

The aftermath of the clash disappeared and complex gazes moved around the sparring hall, which had become a place of chaos.

The fragments of the head table that were broken by Fletcher, who was a little excited, and Len Argen barely standing on the stage in the sparring hall.

Even after receiving Fletcher’s nightmarish sword attack, he still stood there.

I had no choice but to admit it.

Arjen’s swordsmen projected themselves onto Ren and assumed what would have happened if they were up there.

In the first attack, his entire body would have been torn to pieces and he would have already died.

Even if I was lucky enough to block the first attack, I had no confidence in blocking that absurd second blow.

Everyone thought so.

The same was true for everyone here.

Even Eden Arzen, who is likely to be the next head of the family.

‘The head of the household has become stronger since he was not seen.’

‘Have we really overcome the wall?’ … ?’

‘That sword just now was an unstoppable sword. But… How could that guy… … .’

It was full of questions.

The sword wielded by the head of the household.

Also, Ren blocked that sword.

The guy who should have collapsed a long time ago due to lack of strength has been able to stand up until now.

Sereung-.

Fletcher sheathed his sword.

Everyone was looking at his mouth, waiting for what he would say.

“The sparring grounds are in disarray.”

However, instead of criticizing Ren’s sword, he clicked his tongue and showed disapproval to the knights around him.

It was as if the sparring hall was put in this state because they were unable to properly block the aftermath.

The faces of the family knights who felt this darkened, and the heads of the schools and the elders of the Senate, who felt shame, frowned.

The only place that was still intact was the audience area where the direct relatives stayed.

After receiving Fletcher’s gaze, they hurriedly compared the bleachers they were staying in with other places to check the extent of the damage.

Looking at them like that, Fletcher clicks his tongue and looks down at Ren.

Pale complexion and faint breathing.

He is struggling to stand with Chohon pinned to the ground, looking as if he is about to collapse at any moment.

But the fighting spirit shining in his eyes was still alive.

Fletcher had a bitter taste in his mouth, comparing Ren to the knights of the family who did not know what to do with shame.

In his current state, if those knights with intact limbs attack Ren, would they be able to win?

Ren was so weak that he could barely swing his sword.

However, the momentum was sharper than ever.

It was clear that most people would be so overwhelmed by the force that they would not be able to swing their sword properly and their necks would be pierced by Ren.

Fletcher wanted to tell the knights to beat Ren right now, but he held back.

“Ren Argen.”

“… … yes.”

“I admit it. “Your sword is the sword of Arjen.”

An exclamation flowed from among the knights.

This was because I knew that the meaning of those words that came out of Fletcher’s mouth was not light at all.

“One, there are limits to anything you can do on your own.”

Ren glared at Fletcher, who was giving advice in an awkward way.

He understood the meaning of that gaze and continued speaking with an expressionless face.

“Fighting is a basic virtue for a prosecutor. “You at least have the basics.”

After adjusting my clothes, I took a quick look around the sparring hall.

“The sword initiation ceremony will be held again after fixing the sparring hall.”

As he said, the condition of the sparring hall was unbelievable. To the point where it is impossible to proceed any further.

“And, take care of the engraving on the sword yourself.”

In addition to acknowledging Ren’s declaration that he would become the head of the family, he said that he would overlook all of Ren’s rudeness so far.

Fletcher turned and left the sparring room.

And Ren, who had been standing firm until his back disappeared from sight, fell down.

‘What an idiot. You should also know how to do things in moderation.’

Lian hurriedly came down from the stands, called the medics, and helped Ren.

‘I’ll have to stay next to this guy until he wakes up.’

He declared that he would become the head of the family and was recognized by the head of the family.

It was a full-fledged entry into the competition to become the head of the family.

Now, there is no telling when and where the blade aiming for Ren’s life will come out.

Lian planned to protect Ren at all costs.

‘Get up quickly. ‘You amazing little brother.’

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