220 – My name is…(5)
amazing.
The difference from when he first encountered Yoru was whether he could use mana or not, but Siron’s mental image was as relaxed as turning the palm of his hand.
The heat wave dragon’s heart simply responded to Siron’s desire to win. This is not to say that Yoru was an easy enemy.
She is a member of the Silean people who have lived in rugged mountain ranges since time immemorial and were therefore required to be strong.
Currently, no one lives at the foot of Mount Makal, but the blood that has been quenched for thousands or tens of thousands of years does not become thin just because the place has moved.
In terms of sheer superiority in blood, it was difficult to determine the superiority or inferiority of Sileia, even compared to the warriors who poured systematic training and elixirs. Even when compared to the demons, they were no less aggressive in not avoiding an impending crisis.
Yoru is a prominent presence in Sileiia. Even though she was a woman, she was born with the polar yang body and was full of boiling energy. At the time of her birth, the heavenly star shone and engraved the star’s protection.
‘I felt like I was the darling of talent.’
Siron knew well the importance of talent. It was not because of my past that I had an inferiority complex, but because I had experienced the world many times, I was confident that my subjectivity did not enter into it.
Because strength of immense purity and a constitution that can accept elixirs are not achieved through effort alone.
It is not common for a dragon’s heart to be transplanted to create four streams in just over a year.
So Yoru was saved.
Because one genius can save ten thousand people, more people will later be saved by her hands than she kills.
Even if Yoru later took part in terrorism, even if Berta was killed by Yoru, Shiron was prepared and prepared to welcome her as a colleague in the future.
Berta didn’t go looking for fear of getting involved in an incident she couldn’t handle. Yoru patted her buttocks, telling her to live kindly, and carved a cute saying on her thigh. I didn’t think that just that would change her fate, but I wanted it to be an opportunity for her to realize how important life is.
‘It was useless.’
Shiron closed his mind without regret.
After the great incident of terrorism, I gave up on welcoming Yoru as a colleague. Innocent civilians died because of her, and Siriel, whose wedding hall was blown up, sat down as if in a daze.
‘I gave it as many chances as I could, but this is what happens.’
“hey.”
Yoru tilted his head as if he didn’t understand what was happening.
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? If you say you’re a barbarian one more time, I’ll kill you.”
“But I’m alive.”
Siron walked with long strides and approached Yoru.
There was currently nothing in the hand that held the dagger.
Knowing that he could not defeat his opponent with a rare dagger, Siron abandoned the unlikely path without hesitation.
Tap-tap-tap-
Yoru saw the shape of a hunting dog with eyes accustomed to the dark.
Yoru stood forward as if to block Minette. Sensing that my compatriot was in danger, I rushed to him, but when I saw the unexpected face, my excited head became cold.
“I got this close and it’s still alive.”
Siron shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
“Do barbarians have a habit of lying? Or are they just bluffing out of fear… I found out a new fact, so I should at least report it to the academic society.”
“Shiron Prien.”
Yoru erased his smile and licked his lips.
“I heard that you were a nobleman who did not look down on foreigners even though you were a great nobleman of the empire… I never would have guessed that you were the one who insulted and even killed your compatriots.”
“Where have we met before? You talk like you know me.”
They met at the Black Flame Dragon’s Canyon, but Siron deliberately pretended not to notice.
“When I was saving my compatriots, I saw you from afar.”
Yoru recalled a memory from not that long ago. When saving the captive Natalia, the man who was staring blankly into space, didn’t look strong at all…
‘It’s different from back then.’
Yoru grabbed the hilt of the sword.
Siron Prien, whom I met again, was giving off a different aura than before.
Unlike what he just said, the man had become incredibly strong to the point where he could not be easily killed.
That wasn’t the only reason I didn’t hastily pull out the sword.
A tremor felt in the back. And Yoru clicked his tongue at the scent of blood filling his nasal passages.
‘I lost a lot of blood…’
The crisis of his compatriots killed Hoseungsim. Yoru was not so good-natured that he ignored the disputes that came from the front, but he was not crazy enough to pursue a fight while leaving his compatriot in danger of death.
“Are you not attacking me? Or are you scared?”
“…”
Things like hurting your pride by going back on what you said,
As long as you can save your comrades safely, you can feel free to suffer the stigma of running away unsightly.
Siron also noticed the subtle atmosphere and prevented her from even thinking about running away.
“Look, I’m not holding a weapon like this even now.”
“…”
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“Hurry up and kill me? I’m just fiddling with the handle.”
Siron maintained a leisurely pace and playfully took a surrendering stance.
and,
A holy sword protruded from the palm facing Yoru.
Suddenly-
There was a hole in Yoru’s shoulder. It was a surprise attack that took me by surprise without any intent to kill. But it’s not like they didn’t respond at all. Yoru quickly stepped back, leaving no room for his arm to be severed.
“Rain, cowardly bastard…!”
“Ha… This is a funny bastard. What’s so cowardly about dying and killing?”
Shiron straightened his grip on the holy sword and walked leisurely. Since the right shoulder holding the hilt of the sword had been pierced, it was as if Yoru’s dominant hand had been sealed.
At this rate, victory was a matter of course, but Shiron killed his impatience and maintained his composure.
Even with one arm sealed, Yoru was a threatening foe.
Look at that, I barely blinked, but the knife was already pointed at me.
A deadly sword attack rushes in.
Yoru swung his sword even with fatal wounds.
It was a mistake to think about running away. I should just give in to my boiling anger. Yoru tried to cut down Shiron with belated regret.
It was a fully expected reaction.
Siron closed his eyes and turned his palms forward. Flash – The sacred light became a flash that filled the underpass. Yoru’s eyes, which were not functioning properly, could not catch the silent attack.
Phuuk-
The holy sword pierced my left thigh. Shiron did not stop there and twisted the handle greatly. A horrifying sound was heard, followed by a scream full of pain.
“Go, princess!”
“Never mind, run away!”
Yoru gritted his teeth and regained his balance. There was a hole in my thigh that could easily fit a finger, but I was still able to assume the pose.
Yoru carefully struck down the swinging white sword.
In the meantime, I tried to find an opening and counterattack, but there was nothing to see.
Not only was it because of the light flashing all the time, but it was also because I couldn’t find the slightest gap in the shape of the man swinging the sword.
If my body was in perfect condition, I would have fired a quick sword to force the gap, but right now I can’t use that.
Siron also knew about him and pushed Yoru slowly and carefully.
The slow, yet clever slashing was noticeably different from the one before when dealing with Minette.
It was inevitable that when dealing with Minette, Shiron did not show sincerity by using her as a training partner.
Puuk – The holy sword pierced my thigh again.
“Cowardly savage.”
Siron sang a song of provocation while swinging his sword.
Cracking – the holy sword cut into the bone inside.
“A barbarian who knows no honor.”
Squeak – a piece of flesh is cut out.
“You can’t even block such a slow attack, let alone counterattack?”
This was also a statement made to guard against Yoru. Anger causes one to lose one’s reason, and a body that has lost one’s reason creates a void.
“Heo-jeop, heo-e-jeop.”
Siron swung his sword while keeping a close eye on the situation.
“I apologize. I apologize to the people of the empire who died innocently because of you.”
Never let down your guard.
“So f*cking bad swordsmanship. You can’t even hurt me.”
I was aware that my feet were slippery, and I kept shouting to myself that the woman in front of me was one of the strongest women on the continent.
“Even the sewers are a waste of graves for a shabby barbarian like you.”
However, perhaps because he was a man known for his talent, Yoru did not show much movement despite the continued provocations of the impatient barbarian.
As proof, he had already been hit dozens of times, but Yoru still hadn’t collapsed. Even during this time, even when she was hit by an attack that she had no choice but to hit, she was able to avoid hitting vital points.
“Savage whore.”
Knowing him, Siron also raised the level of his remarks.
“Give birth as much as you kill.”
Yoru’s face is etched with agitation. There is no reason to turn away from a provocation that works well. Siron spoke again in a tone that contradicted his cautious swordsmanship.
“Give birth as much as you kill.”
“Everyone, shut up!”
The new cry was not Yoru’s. Minette is still not running away and is bleeding all over her body.
Siron devoted a very short time to looking at Minette.
Crash.
In her hand was a black, heavy-looking piece of metal. Yoru couldn’t even guess what the object was, but he knew it wasn’t a weapon to be wielded.
However, Siron knew very well what that was.
revolver. Self-defense equipment for low-level police officers who cannot show off their swords. You can’t kill Siron with something like that, but the 2-on-1 situation wasn’t what Siron wanted.
Minette knew that too and didn’t run away. She had lost so much blood that she had no strength left to wield a sword, but with this weapon, even she, who could not use magic, was able to create an opening for the human butcher.
Minette braced her trembling hands and aimed at Siron’s head.
“die.”
bang-!
The bullet hit Siron’s head.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
It doesn’t stop there; it empties the entire chamber. Although they didn’t hit everyone’s heads because they were fired in succession, the light from the muzzle confirmed that several of the lead balls had entered the head.
The sword attacks that were raining down on Yoru stopped, and the mouth that was constantly pouring out provocations also stopped.
“…Did you get rid of it?”
Yoru, who was holding the sword with difficulty, muttered. She also lost so much blood that her eyesight became dizzy. So, I belatedly noticed the sound of my heart beating violently.
“…”
Eyes meet eyes in the dark.
A strange chill ran down the backs of the two women.