I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 174

174. Showdown (1)

In a space covered in darkness on all sides.

I bent over and stroked Shady at my feet.

“It must have been a little dangerous.”

“Kerung!”

She took advantage of the gap where Eisel’s eyes could not reach, where she bowed her head in her guilt, and managed to switch her body with her Shady.

Handling Shady has also become more proficient as my proficiency increased.

[ …Was it to protect? ]

As I was touching Shady’s chin, Sierra, who was floating in her air and glancing at me, asked.

Eisel pushed me away.

To the gap in the demon realm.

If it fell as it was, it must have taken a while to get out. She must have wasted her time without even knowing whether Eisel survived.

“Perhaps it was. It would be safer for me to be in the rift… She must have judged.”

But Sierra, me too.

I knew she didn’t mean to hurt me.

Some of her intentions were obvious now, and the Eisel from before didn’t hide her expression at all.

Well, I guessed, but I’d really push it away. From whom did you learn hotness?

Apart from the situation, Sierra’s expression was not good.

Because I heard a confession just now.

I could feel the presence of Eisel, the person in charge, on the ground.

‘Are you going to the forest?’

It was a good choice.

Although there are few people near the gap in the demon realm, it is a barren land where not a single grass can be seen nearby.

The terrain is unsuitable for dealing with many people alone.

Hiding in the shadows, I walked in the opposite direction of Eisel’s direction.

Likewise, there was a forest at the end of this direction.

Fortunately, thanks to Albed personally sending the demons, I got a rough idea of which direction they were coming from.

I deliberately matched Eisel’s numbers.

She showed the desired result.

This must have given her peace of mind.

But that reassurance, the certainty that I’m safe…

The trap that catches her ankle.

How long will it take for Eisel, who is waiting for Murka in the Silent Forest, to notice that things seem to be going strangely?

I don’t expect it, but it will give me time to deal with Murka.

[ Disciple. ]

“Yes, Master.”

[Her oath with her original daughter, her contract must continue…]

Just before the final battle.

Sierra, who blocked my way, stroked my cheek and asked in a worried voice.

“…If I don’t die, there’s nothing to worry about, but if I die, I won’t know until then. Of course, I’ll have to come back to life…”

[ … ]

I smiled as I ran my hand through Sierra’s hand.

“Well, if it’s broken, you’ll have to renew the contract. Don’t worry too much. At that time… Both of you have died once, so maybe we can understand each other better than before.”

[ …Poohyo. ]

Sierra smiles lightly at my slyness.

[ It seems that useless worries preceded it. Leaving a trustworthy disciple who will defy death…]

“…”

I gave Sierra a relaxed smile and immediately opened her status window to check.

Level 50.

Nine skill points remained.

Actually, it’s been a while since I reached level 50.

However, it has not been climbing since then.

That’s because after level 50, there are walls to break down.

For example, it’s the same concept as changing jobs.

In order to reach a higher level, ‘awakening’ was necessary… But I’ve been busy lately, so I didn’t have time to prepare for awakening.

It was a bit disappointing that there was no EXP to gain from killing Murka, but that wasn’t the problem right away.

To kill or not to kill Murka.

I was at a fairly extreme crossroads, and I decided that I needed to bring out everything with my full power.

It was a demon surgery.

Consumes 4 points each to reach Chapter 2 of Reverse Transition.

6 Points were consumed each to reach Chapter 3.

Well, I invested 8 points now and the reverse transition reached level 7, so it was as calculated.

The remaining 1 skill point was invested in Gigam, which reached level 6.

‘Isn’t there anything that immediately strikes me…’

I’m sure you can feel it while fighting.

The preparations are complete.

Eisel’s numbers were well received, and Murka’s numbers remained.

What number will he bring out?

‘It’s the 2nd time, so I’m feeling a bit confused.’

2Nd round.

I could tell from Eisel’s attitude this time.

I guess I had been doing it before, but I was trying to ignore it.

That’s bad news for me.

Now it has become an undeniable fact.

At the same time, I had a question.

Why did I fail before?

I wonder if I couldn’t save Eisel?

I saved Eisel, but did she choose to return because I died?

I questioned the question that only Eisel knew the answer to, and stepped forward without hesitation toward the future.

‘Anyway…’

There shouldn’t have been two failures.

***

Murka and Albed were still chasing Eisel.

“You’ve settled down. It seems to be the forest on the other side of the Pandemonium.”

Albed, who was looking at the map, reported.

“…”

Murka, who was locked in old memories at the voice, opened her eyes and looked at Albed.

Soon, Albed raised his glasses and continued his speech.

“At most, all you have to do is prepare trap magic, such as traps. Such troublesome things can be easily handled by using the ‘guys’.”

Albed had his eyes on the demons under his control, who were taking the lead in the gloomy forest.

50 Demons.

Most of them were just red horns, and only a few demons with dark red horns could be seen.

The level was poor, but it would be a good horse to throw into the trap field.

Albed thought so.

I wondered if it would be too much investment to catch one eye gel, but considering that there were unknown helpers, I decided that the number was sufficient.

Meanwhile, the demons under the control of Albed, summoned in the middle of the night without knowing English, were chatting with each other with familiar faces they hadn’t seen in a while.

“Oh, Smectar. What is that armor?”

Soon after, one of the demons was walking out of the forest and asked a large demon wearing flawless and stylish armor.

“Heng, that’s what I got this time.”

“Does it look nice?”

“Do you know where this product is from?”

Heavy snorted and grinned.

“Where? Hold on… Let me guess.”

The Demon, who is usually interested in armour, looks around for the bulky armor.

“Red beard workshop? Black leg workshop?”

The Demon Tribe called out the names of the drawing workshops, but the figure shook his head while maintaining a smile as if it were a pleasant echo.

At that time.

“Blue Old Moon Workshop.”

The correct answer appears.

The hulking right away shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth.

“Answer! The workshop of the blue old moon… Heh.”

“Yes, this engraving… It is a unique engraving that can only be seen on weapons made by the workshop of the Blue Old Moon.”

From noble mtl dot com.

The correct answer continued talking while stroking the engraving on the armor.

The demons who did not get the correct answer within a while look at him and question him.

“…But who are you?”

“Me?”

That would be the case, and the correct answer that appeared among the demons at some point was the first face they saw.

“…Was there a guy like this among the guys under Albed-sama?”

A face you see for the first time.

A white bandage stood around the eyes of the man with jet-black hair.

“Yes, who are you?!”

It was only then that he found him, and his size was startled.

“Am I more blind than that…?”

Around the time when the demon touches his chin and asks another question.

“Well, he’s a passing blind man…”

The blind man pulls out a knife from his waist.

“…It looks like it’s a newly acquired armor, but shouldn’t we test it to see if it’s of good quality?”

“You’re not afraid. Are you out of your mind?”

Immediately, the demon also pulled out the sword from his waist and put it on the blind man’s neck, but the large demon stopped him.

“Arthur, I was just about to take the test, but it went well.”

The big demon held the blind man’s red sword in his eyes.

He thought it was certain that a sword with such a thin blade would not budge.

“Isn’t it?”

“Heng. I won’t get a single scratch.”

He stuck out his stomach to make it easier to cut, as if his size was telling him to cut it.

Soon, the blind man’s arm, which was holding the sword in reverse, moved. It wasn’t particularly fast, nor was it slow, it was a normal speed.

However.

ㅡSureung!!

The disparate sound of thick and hard metal being gently cut.

The sword shines on the armor proudly presented by the demons, and thin lines are engraved on the demon’s body.

ㅡ Aww!!!

The black blood of demons splatters on the moon floating high in the sky.

Soon after, the large demon split in half along with the armor.

At that unbelievable sight, the arm of the demon holding a knife against the blind man trembled violently, and the blind man clicked his tongue as if nothing had happened and tapped the shoulder of the demon whose arm was shaking.

“Tsk, I must have been scammed. I think it was a cheap quality imitation.”

His voice continues quietly through the forest.

The eyes of dozens of demons who were preoccupied with chatting with each other soon fell on him.

“What kind of bastard are you!!!”

The demons, who witnessed the sight of their comrade being cut in half in an instant, raised their voices and were wary of him.

This was also reflected in the eyes of Albed and Murka, who were following them on horseback.

“…”

Murka was feeling strange that she didn’t notice his approach at all.

“Blind…?”

This was also the case with Albed.

The blind man slowly lowered his arm towards the place where Al Bed and Murka were, amidst the sharp gazes of the demons towards his neck, and sent a polite greeting.

“As I said… Just an ordinary blind man passing by.”

Then, he took out a piece of crystal from his bosom and dropped it on the floor.

The crystal shards permeate the floor, and in an instant, a barrier enveloping the forest spreads out.

“Divine power…”

Murka’s eyes narrowed as she observed the barrier unfolding without making any special movements.

Soon, the blind man’s voice is heard again from the other side.

“I’m not trying to stop it. I just… I don’t want the noise here to leak out.”

The blind man corrected the bandages around his eyes and continued.

A strange tension looms in the forest where the night has fallen.

The embers of the beacon announcing the decisive battle were already burning.

Zetto was slowly scanning every aspect of the demons around him.

‘Albed’s dozens of henchmen… I can’t see Ekis… Did you bring the Drakkir without fail?’

There were a lot of them, but it wasn’t to the point where it felt overwhelming.

Above all, I didn’t see anything that was a variable.

It’s the level of troops he expected.

At that moment, Jeto thought.

‘If I do this well…’

I wondered if I could not die.