I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 225

225. East, Hwaguk (13)

I heard Keraf’s warning and immediately got out of the inn and waited to greet him alone in a deserted bamboo grove.

Where the wind blows past your ears.

A hungry wild dog appears.

ㅡKooung.

Setting down the red coffin on his back, the boy took a deep breath.

‘I was going to pick up something to track it… But that was the coffin…’

The silver-haired boy wearing a worn-out robe looked like a stray dog that hadn’t been touched by humans.

The boy was sniffing.

He sees the world with a transcendent sense of smell that ordinary humans can never reach and interprets the world in his own way.

“It’s your guy.”

The boy let out a fishy smile.

What kind of smell is my body odor that he identified with his nose?

Well, it doesn’t smell much different, but he probably smells like money.

A tantalizing and sweet scent worth as much as 50,000 gold must be emanating from my body.

“Where’s the turtle anyway?”

Asked the boy who was sniffing while looking around.

“What if it’s a turtle?”

“Didn’t a demon come asking if it was Kedur?”

“…Ah, Kedur.”

It seemed to mean Keraf.

Since he said he met a wild dog on the way and ostracized him, it seems that he was also on the trail of the wild dog.

“Did you kill him?”

“What if?”

“Fortunately, thanks to you, your neck is still attached.”

I told Keraf to hide nearby. A weak man would not be of any help in a skirmish like this, and would only hold him back.

“You know why I came.”

“If you need money, I can give it to you.”

“Then take the money around your neck and take the money you’re carrying.”

“Hmm…”

“Let’s put on a show. I don’t have much time.”

The boy, who had been bobbing his head as if there was no need for trivial chatter, warmed up by jogging lightly in place.

[The young one is full of spirit. ]

It was as Sierra said.

I could feel the composure of a strong man in a young boy who still had a strong youthful feeling.

“Volk of the Great Fang Clan will take your head.”

In line with the guy’s declaration, the hidden wolf’s ears sprouted, and sharp fangs protruded from the corners of its mouth.

[ Disciple, be careful. It seems that he is on a different level from the guy I met in the labyrinth. ]

Sierra’s eyes were accurate.

It was the same lycanthrope as the unknown lycanthrope I met in the labyrinth in the past, but Volk was different.

Just as there are strong people who surpass everyone else even among humans who have nothing to show other than their numbers without any special characteristics, there are strong people of their own among heterogeneous races.

Around the time when thick fingernails were growing from the guy’s hands.

I drew my sword and took a deep breath.

In order to counter the guy’s speed, I had to write down 2 sheets of inversion in advance.

At that time, the mana flowing through his body was twisted, and the shaking of the bamboo around him subsided.

Volk moved first.

ㅡQuad Deuk!

As soon as he broke his leg, the ground he was standing on crumbled unable to overcome his strength.

Volk was normally fast even though he used reverse.

To the extent that the eyes can barely catch up.

It was a matter of whether the body could follow or not.

ㅡKaang!!!

Right before I could evaluate Volk’s speed, metal collided with each other and roared.

One was my ‘Sierra’ with a red blade exposed.

The other was Volk’s fingernails that stretched out both hands.

ㅡ Knockout Geek…

Despite my resistance, the guy’s claws that were touching my sword honestly tried to aim for my neck.

Despite being a boy whose physical growth had not yet matured, he had tremendous physical strength.

If you simply look at the body specs, the guy was superior.

It is hard to see that the Bondi Lycanthrope is a race that is good at assassination.

In the first place, these guys aren’t the ones who make a living off of assassinations.

Thick leather that does not sharpen easily.

Overwhelming speed that can easily evade most ranged checks, whether it’s magic or arrows.

The stamina that allows you to move without rest even after a long battle, and the tenacity you have to be born with.

Fangs and claws that can easily pierce the opponent’s fragile skin as well as armor and weapons, and even the strength to support it.

The whole body was a weapon and magic.

A werewolf, also called a lycanthrope or a human wolf.

They have been active as mercenaries for a very long time, and were called ‘war machines’ early on.

At one time, when the demons were left on the other side and the humans were at war while shedding blood, the topic of which country won the favor of the Lycanthrope became a hot topic.

It is no exaggeration to say that the lycanthropes were created only for war, and it is said that they swept the battlefield based on their superior physical abilities.

Although the species itself is good at tracking, it is not particularly specialized in assassination, but in other words, it is a species that is so good at combat that it does not have to worry about stealth, which is the basis of assassination.

“I was wondering why a blind man was given 50,000 gold… But he reacts normally.”

Volk said that with an intrigued look in his eyes when his claws, strong enough to break most metals, did not damage the blade in any way.

“Hmm…”

I didn’t come here to fight him in the first place.

In terms of physical specs, I was at an overwhelming disadvantage because I couldn’t strengthen my body with mana while using Reverse Heaven.

If you simply look at the body specs, that’s the case.

Unfortunately, he can’t be my opponent.

If you wanted to take the neck at any time, you could get it.

But his talent and body were a waste for that.

‘…Is suppression first?’

Volk still made a living by assassinating, and probably had a skill he had learned. He cut his nails straight out and rotated his body.

I slanted his claws and leaped backwards to open up the distance.

In that brief moment, Volk’s claws, which rotated his body, almost touched me, but fortunately, I was able to quickly knock them off with my prosthetic hand.

ㅡKaang!

Skin and fingernails touched, but strangely, what lingered in my ears was a metallic sound.

“…What is it? Why does the skin…”

Feeling a bizarre sensation at this, Volk looked at his fingernails and my left arm alternately, and his words slurred.

Through the cracks in the shirt, where part of the sleeves were torn, a lump of iron was exposed, not human immaculate skin.

“I lost my arm this time.”

“Ha, God is too much. You took your arms because your eyes weren’t enough.”

“That’s right. Now that some ‘wild dog’ is coming and trying to take it by the throat…”

“A wild dog…?”

I kept my distance and deliberately provoked him by mentioning Volk’s nickname.

There was no time to rest.

Every minute and second was wasted in this kind of speed battle, and every disturbed breath was bound to have a fatal effect.

“This son of a bitch…”

“Wait a minute. If you have to put it into words, isn’t ‘bastard’ closer to you?”

When I provoked him again, Volk, who distorted his face, immediately charged at me.

In that path, the thread of Arachne, which had been set before the guy came, was setting a trap.

“Ha, did you think it could be blocked with a spider web or something? I can see everything!”

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Volk cut off Arachne’s thread, which can’t be seen easily if you don’t pay attention.

In terms of figuring out my number, he spurred on even more to see if he was excited.

It was a fleeting moment.

The moment the bamboo supporting his thread shook and the bamboo leaf twisted his body and fell.

At the same time as she cast Reverse Heaven 2 again, she drew out an energy different from the mana flowing through her body.

The shadow of Volk, who had been rushing towards me, wriggled at the same time.

It was Shady’s power.

It was the first time in real combat, but it has already been tested.

I was able to handle Shady’s shadow freely, but the speed was by no means fast.

In particular, it would have been unreasonable to hold Volk’s ankle, who had agile speed and flexibility.

I was curious even if it wasn’t Volk.

About whether you can use Shady’s power in a situation where you cast Reverse Heaven Chapter 2.

The result was this.

The jet-black grip protruding from Volk’s shadow was able to catch up with the speed of the guy who had become much more ‘normal’ than before.

“…”

Volk, who noticed the presence of the grip late, looked back and threw out his ankle, but it was impossible to evade any longer as he was floating in the air.

ㅡTeouk.

As soon as he grabbed hold of the guy’s ankles, shadows popped up from everywhere, completely entangling Volk’s body.

In conclusion, it was possible to use Shady’s power while casting Chapter 2.

If there is only a penalty, it’s that Reverse Heaven is a swordsmanship, not magic anyway, so whether you like it or not, you have to wield the sword, and that the burden is even stronger by using the power of Shady and the two cards that were already burdensome to the body.

Since he didn’t want to kill his opponent this time, the sword was swung into the air.

The red blade managed to graze Volk’s neck, who was blinded by the shadows.

“…What is this…”

Volk swallowed.

No matter how stupid and ignorant he was, he couldn’t fail to notice this.

That means the previous sword attack didn’t intentionally cut his throat.

Taunt and Arachne’s Thread.

The excited guy’s breathing was disturbed for a moment, and it led to a collapse.

Even if he hadn’t leapt as if he had seized the victory, he would have been able to avoid Shady’s shadow.

Volk was that fast.

That’s why I’m greedy.

I threw a horse at the wolf cub, who was caught in a trap.

“I’m blind, but I can see what others don’t.”

“…So what? If you’re going to kill him, kill him quickly.”

“Really?”

“What are you talking about…”

“Shouldn’t you die like this? I see you have a sick family member to take care of.”

“Kleur…”

At the mention of the word family, Volk’s eyes widened, growling and letting out a thick flesh.

However, the threat of a wolf without its claws and fangs could not be frightening.

“That seems to be the only remaining family.”

“Just touch my sister! I will follow you to the ends of hell…!”

Perhaps he and I are thinking of the same face now.

Volk has an older sister who suffers from chronic illness.

The reason he lives with his blood on his hands and the meaning of life is his infinitely affectionate older sister.

Volk loves her very much.

He’s trying to cure her even if he has to assassinate her to get her dirty money.

It is the same reason why he was tempted by the money of 50,000 gold and aimed at my neck.

But she could not cure her, even pouring her vast sums of money she earned by putting the blood of many of her teeth on her hands to the extent that he became famous in the world behind her.

That’s because it’s the wrong place to pour money.

The villain in this story is his broker.

Her this time he’s trying to lure her in by saying he can cure her and robbing her of the money he’s earned.

Of course, treatment is a play to fix things up.

I’m just pretending.

There are only people around Volk who want to use him. Looking at me now, isn’t he trying to use him?

But I can be proud that I am a good person.

Because I know her way to treat her.

“Let me heal her of her.”

“Are you…?”

Volk frowned at him as if that was all nonsense all of a sudden.

Anyway, Volk is absolutely not a good man.

He’s not a huge villain either.

If ignorance is a sin, he must be a sinner, but at least he knows how to keep the line.

Well, thanks to that, it’s good that I don’t have any objection to pampering.