Episode 96 – There will never be a day when blood dries on the sword.
96. There will never be a day when blood dries on the sword.
A deep underground secret room.
Turn and the masked man talked.
“Make sure to destroy that damn leg. “Don’t let me walk again!”
“Are both legs correct?”
“That’s right.”
The masked person added in a tone of voice.
“If you are like Crusiff, you may be able to receive treatment from the saint. Also, as far as I know, those who tour Elprime Academy meet the saint face-to-face once during the vacation period.”
“Say what you want to say.”
“To make it completely impossible to recover, you have to use black magic, so additional costs will be incurred.”
“That’s okay.”
“Yes, let’s write the pledge.”
The masked man took out a bundle of papers from his arms.
What was drawn on the back of the paper were complex patterns and ancient runes. It was a pledge for a ‘blood oath’, a black magic spell that would result in death if the contract was violated.
Tulen and the Masked Man began to write the oath.
Crunch, Crunch-
The pledge contained many items and provisions.
Among them, the name ‘Leon Crusiv’ was correctly written in the ‘grand prize’.
In the ‘completion condition’, ‘the subject’s lower body is completely disabled’ was clearly written.
Soon.
“I think this is enough.”
“Then I will put a stop to it.”
Jijang means each person’s blood to activate black magic.
It was then that a small dagger was taken out from the masked man’s arms.
“!!!”
The masked man’s heart sank as he felt something.
“This, this…”
A suppressed moan escaped from between his lips. The pupils exposed above the mask were shaking violently.
“······Why but? Is there a problem?”
Turn asked, frowning at the sudden trembling and agitation.
“You bastard…!”
The masked man glared at Tulln with murderous eyes.
“What are you saying now?”
“What on earth did you come wearing?”
Gooooo!
For a moment, an enormous presence rose from behind Tulen.
The presence spread out in all directions as if exploding and immediately took over the venue.
“What!”
Tulen fell from his seat as if collapsing due to that terrible energy.
“······.”
It was as quiet as a lake on a day when there wasn’t a single wind blowing.
It was magnificent like a great lake containing the sky above the water.
It was as cold as an ice lake in a cold place with snow blowing.
A man wearing full body armor with a silvery sheen was standing here.
Turn, seeing his deep eyes, cried out in astonishment.
“Lehman…Krusiv!”
Chaeng!
Lehman held a neat sword in his hand.
He muttered softly.
“Viscount Tulen Anbers. “You crossed the line.”
When the tip of the sword pointed at him, Tulln was frightened and took a step back.
“What are you doing now?”
“In order to harm Leon Crusiv, my brother and a direct blood relative of Duke Crusif, I contacted the unclean group, Musk, and even entered into a direct contract using the black magic ‘Blood Oath’.”
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“······!”
“Therefore, according to just cause and due justice, I will punish you.”
Cow!
The momentum exuded by Lehman has become even heavier. As the density of space increased, the pressure felt as if the blood vessels throughout my body were about to explode.
Tulen’s complexion became pale. He shouted at the masked person next to him.
“All of you! “Please do something!”
“······.”
The new form of the masked man, with his bloodshot eyes wide open, disappeared as if falling to the ground.
Pang!
Jade-colored haze flew out in front of Lehman. It was an extremely poisonous substance that would melt your skin and blind your eyes the moment it touched you.
Pibibibing-!
Dozens of thin threads embroidered the air like a spider web and wrapped around Lehman. Each thread contained the promise of cutting flesh and cutting bones.
Sparkle!
A black magic circle unfolded from the torn scroll in the air. It was a black magic that paralyzed the entire body and turned the five senses upside down.
Paaat-!
The masked person said all of this in one breath and rushed to the back of the room. This was where the emergency exit was located.
‘Run! ‘You must run away!’
The masked person demonstrated his magic with the concentration of a lifetime.
It was immediately after that that a dazzling light erupted.
—Phew!
A blue blade was stuck in the masked man’s back.
“······!”
He stopped and twitched in the same running position, like a fish pierced by a harpoon.
“·····Oh…How…Already…!”
The masked man looked at Lehman, who had plunged his sword into him, and let out an expression of injustice.
Shhhhh-
On one side of Lehman’s breastplate, a magic circle and rune words appeared and flickered.
Where he stood, the poisonous dance, thread, and black magic mana scattered by the masked man were splitting the air.
Magic weapon. Blink magic, one of the functions stored in Lehman’s armor, was activated.
“Go ahead.”
Cow!
Lehman cut the Masked Man’s heart and killed him without causing him any more pain.
“······.”
Now, Lehman and Tullen were the only ones left in the room.
Lehman slowly turned his body to face Tulln.
Drop, drop.
Bright red blood flowed from his sword body.
“Oh, Young master! “Is this really happening?”
“······.”
Tüln put all his effort into squeezing out words.
“No matter how Young master is, he cannot recklessly murder a titled nobleman! “If there is an investigation, Young master’ actions will be revealed within a day or two!”
“Did you just tell me to be reckless?”
Lehman raised his hand and touched the area around his shoulder blade.
Paaat-!
Then, blue mana spurted out and an image appeared in the air.
The video began playing showing Tulen entering a bar alone.
The video flowed quickly.
He enters the underground secret room after going through meticulous security procedures.
Meeting a masked person and having a conversation.
Writing an oath containing a blood oath.
Every word written in that pledge.
Everything was included without leaving out a single moment.
“I will personally announce this evidence tomorrow morning.”
“Oh, no.”
“—With the news of your death.”
“······!”
Jaw.
Turn’s back hit the wall as he was walking backwards.
Lehman walked toward him, holding his sword.
To Tulln, it seemed as if an envoy was walking towards him. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation.
He was about to be cut to death by that sword right here and there. The fear of death washed over him like a huge wave.
Tulen prayed wholeheartedly.
“Oh, Young master! No, Young master! I’m sorry! “I made a mistake!”
“······.”
“Well, I will personally confess my sins tomorrow! Please! We’ll give you everything you want! “Money, land, women, elixir…”
Lehman’s eyes and expression did not waver at all. She just sits quietly.
“If you want, I will at least give up my title! “Please spare your life!”
“Viscount Tulen Anbers.”
Lehman’s sword was slowly lifted.
Tulen felt that no words could deceive him here. Making a split-second decision, he got down on his knees and crawled over to Lehman.
“Please just save me! I don’t want to die! “If you let me live, I will do anything…”
He crawled across the floor and reached Lehman’s feet.
It was then that a red beam of light erupted from Tulen’s left hand.
“Die!”
Magic power exploded from his ring held out in front of him.
Quaaa-!
Roaring noises, flames, and incredible heat swept across the front lines.
All the furniture inside the room turned to ash, and the walls and ceiling melted.
It was a top-class artifact that Tullen always carried with him to prepare for the final situation.
“Ha, hahahahaha!”
Tulen’s skin turned red after being exposed to the hot heat. The ends of my hair were slightly burned.
He laughed helplessly as he looked at the space filled with red-hot flames.
No matter what happens, I lived. It was the joy of survival, climbing out of the abyss of death.
Harrr-.
The flames and magic gradually subsided, and the thick smoke and ash dispersed.
And.
“Are you finished struggling?”
A calm voice was heard among them.
“Leave a will.”
Lehman’s attitude was not the slightest bit different from before. He was raising his sword.
Wooow-
A blue and brilliant protective shield tightly wrapped around his entire body. Tightly filled runes and magic circles shone on the silver armor.
“······No, this, this.”
Shock, fear, despair. Tulen’s mind became distant.
Lehman spoke again.
“Leave a will. This is my last mercy. “I will also record this and pass it on to you.”
Tulen’s eyes widened at this.
“Everyone, shut up! You damn bastard! Vicious bastard! A guy that I can’t stop chewing on! Even after I die, you will become a vengeful spirit and curse me!”
“······.”
Lehman sighed softly.
“If you really want to do that.”
Shut up!
The sword moved lightly drew a neat line. A solid line was drawn around Tulen’s neck, soon separating his head from his body.
Patter, patter-
Melted debris fell from the blackened ceiling and wallpaper. Gray ash and jade-colored poisonous dust mixed together and floated through the air.
In the meantime, Tulen’s head, with his bloodshot eyes open, was rolling around.
Lehman picked up Tulln’s head, closed his eyes, and wrapped him with a cloth.
“······Musk, Black Death, Gonghyeoldan, Republic······.”
He mumbled quietly and wiped the blood from his sword body.
“There will never be a day when blood dries on the sword.”