Chapter 168 Bloody Battle of the Swordsman (2)
It was half a century ago that Alberich converted to the Dark Heaven Demonic Cult.
Originally, Alberich was a commoner living in the northern periphery.
It was a cold and barren area, so farming was impossible, and most of the people in the hometown were doing things related to monster hunting.
Alberich also grew up helping to hunt monsters since he was a child.
Of course, he didn’t hunt monsters himself, he just followed others and did chores.
Alberich’s life began to change when he accidentally caught the lord’s eye as he was playing sword fighting with a wooden plank with his peers in a similar situation.
The lord gave Alberich a chance to learn swordsmanship, and Alberich grew at an astounding rate.
By the time you turn twenty… His skills were strong enough to defeat even the veteran swordsmen who served the lord.
However, Alberich was not satisfied with this.
I wanted to formally learn how to handle magic and become a graduate.
Alberich conveyed his will to the lord, and after much consideration, the lord sent Alberich to the Waltfeld family.
There were many graduates in the Waltfeld family, so he thought that if he trained there, he would be able to grow into a graduate.
Arriving at the Waltfeld family, Alberich immediately realized that he was a frog in the well.
Because there were overflowing swordsmen who received systematic training from a young age, Alberich’s skills did not stand out at all.
However, Alberich did not give up and worked hard.
He trained himself thoroughly while learning the swordsmanship of various families over his shoulder.
Then one day, the Waltfeld family held a swordsmanship competition for young swordsmen.
Alberich participated in the tournament and won consecutively, finally advancing to the final.
The opponent in the final was the eldest son of a count family, an elite who had been educated as a gifted child since childhood.
However, Alberich fought back without any hesitation.
After a bloody battle that lasted nearly 30 minutes, Alberich’s wooden sword broke his opponent’s right wrist, and Alberich won the championship.
After congratulating Alberich, the then Duke of Waldfeld promised to give Alberich a chance to learn how to practice magic.
The opportunity to become a graduate finally came to Alberich.
however… Alberich’s joy was short-lived.
The eldest son of the count’s family, who was his opponent in the final, was scheduled to enter the Lichtenauer Swordsmanship Academy.
However, Alberich suffered a fractured wrist and was unable to attend the academy.
Because of that grudge, the count’s family moved.
The graduates of the count’s family came to Alberich’s quarters… Alberich was abandoned in a snowy field with both arms and legs broken.
Even in such a hopeless situation, Alberich did not give up.
The Duke of Waltfeld acknowledged his skills and said he would teach him how to practice magic.
So, if you meet the Duke of Waltfeld and appeal to him, he will help you… That’s what I thought.
However, the Duke of Waltfeld, whom I barely met after crawling through the snow… He glanced at Alberich and immediately turned his head away.
Duke Waltfeld already knew that the count’s family had imposed sanctions on Alberich.
Rather than helping the son of a commoner who was only a little good at swordsmanship, he prioritized maintaining a good relationship with the count family that was cooperative with the Waltfeld family.
Alberich, who had been screaming bitterly, was lynched by the Waltfeld family swordsmen and then abandoned in the snowy field.
Saving Alberich, who was dying in despair… They were the priests of the Black Heaven Demonic Cult, who were secretly operating in the northern region.
After they healed Alberich, they taught them how to practice the magical powers of the Dark Heaven Demonic Cult.
Vengeful Alberich quickly reached the level of a graduate.
At the time, the Archbishop of the Dark Heaven Demonic Cult, who was in the northern region, paid attention to Alberich’s talent and put in a large amount of soma.
Alberich, who gained great power, set out for revenge.
He annihilated the family of the count who had lynched him, and succeeded in assassinating the old and sick Duke of Waltfeld with the help of the archbishop.
In the end, he accomplished his revenge, but Alberich was not satisfied.
It seemed that he would not be relieved if the prestigious family did not destroy the empire system itself that dominated everything.
Seeing this, the archbishop sent Alberich to the headquarters.
It was because he thought that with Alberich’s talent, he would be able to help the Patriarch achieve the Dark Celestial Demon’s longing.
In fact, Alberich was lucky.
If he had stayed in the north, he would have been targeted by Mikhail Waltfeld, the new head of the Waltfeld family.
Alberich, who got out of the north so luckily, arrived at the headquarters of the southern frontier… I met the Patriarch.
The Patriarch taught Alberich himself.
It showed how contradictory the imperial system created by the Iron Blood Sword Emperor was.
He taught me how legitimate the world of struggle that the Black Heaven Demonic Cult would create was.
Having been taught in this way, Alberich became an ardent devotee of the Patriarch.
Alberich absorbed all the knowledge of the Dark Heaven Demonic Cult under the patriarch… He eventually rose to the rank of archbishop.
Alberich was a genius.
He understood all sword techniques of the Black Heaven Demonic Cult and inherited all secret arts.
However, because he was such a genius, he could see through to the fact that the Black Heaven Demonic Cult had no future.
The other archbishops have neither the ability nor the will to turn this world upside down.
The low-level priests were just villains committing all kinds of evil in the provinces.
The Patriarch is a great man, but… You cannot reform the world by yourself.
There is only one way to overcome this situation… It was to realize the transcendent realm of ‘Heukcheon level’, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the Heukcheon Demonic Cult.
Alberich continued to improve the mutagen while studying Mine-related data.
Thanks to that, he was able to come up with a way to reach the Heukcheon level.
Immediately Alberich began to plan with the Patriarch.
The Patriarch fell into a long sleep to reach the Heukcheon level, and the Archbishops decided to make the empire as chaotic as possible until the Patriarch woke up.
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But Alberich did not expect much from the archbishops.
I told the archbishops that we would rise up before and after the death of the emperor, but it was only a goal given to the archbishops so that they would not have other thoughts.
The role of the archbishops is to buy time until the patriarch wakes up… Alberich thought so.
However, things started to take a turn for the worse.
Ernas Landstein defeated the Archbishop one after another and began approaching the Headquarters.
In this way, there is no leeway.
I had no choice but to buy time by mobilizing everything I could.
If only the Patriarch awakens, he can defeat all enemies and turn the world upside down.
With that certainty, Alberich risked his life in a final fight.
* * *
“Schmitz! Back off!”
“I’m sorry, Sir Serene… … !”
In place of the injured Schmitz, Serine rushed at Alberich.
However, Alberich counterattacked after completely letting go of Serine’s attack.
“Ugh… … !”
If I didn’t, I almost injured my arm like Schmitz did.
Alberich smiled as he looked at Serine, who had narrowly blocked it.
“You are very skilled, Celine Bastian.”
“… … !”
Papapat!
Alberich’s continuous attacks drove Serine away.
“Serine-sama!”
“I’ll join you!”
Others, including Viola, also stepped in to help Serine.
However, in front of Alberich’s overwhelming swordsmanship, it was meaningless.
‘This person’s swordsmanship… Better than Brently!’
Serene shuddered.
Right now, Alberich wasn’t displaying any special power like the other Black Heaven Demonic Cult leaders.
He was overwhelming everyone here with pure swordsmanship.
“What are you doing, Serene!”
“Berisrije… … !”
At that time, Berisrize attacked Alberich from the side and shouted.
“This isn’t the first time I’ve been fighting a higher-level enemy! Don’t be intimidated and stay alert!”
“I know… … !”
Serine gritted her teeth at Verithlyze’s criticism.
Aernas, who always saved me from crises, is no longer here.
Chloe, who had been aiding by her side, also stayed by Aernas’ side in case of an emergency.
So here, Serene has to be the center and deal with the enemy.
“viola! Attack Alberich from the front with me! Schmitz and Verislisse side!”
“All right… … !”
Giving instructions to the senior graduates around her, Serine unleashed her swordsmanship.
As long as Aernas wasn’t there, thinking that he had to protect everyone here.
* * *
“Keugh… … !”
Alberich collapsed, blood gushing from his throat.
After confirming that he had completely stopped breathing, Brantley let out a heavy breath and drew back the sword.
“father… … !”
Heinrich hurriedly came running.
“Blood in the arm… … !”
“The wounds from the fight with Archbishop Polka have only opened. Don’t make a fuss.”
Saying that, Brantley looked around.
In front of my eyes… Archbishop Alberich had ‘five people’ down.
“Looks like we’re on the right track.”
“Yes, only this place is firmly guarded.”
Brantley was leading Heinrich’s guerrilla squad 2 and exploring the inside of the headquarters.
In the meantime, Alberich’s alter ego appeared in large numbers and blocked the way forward.
Alberich’s alter egos had excellent fighting power, so Brantley had a hard time too.
“Heinrich, how is your wound?”
“No big deal. The bleeding has already been stopped.”
Heinrich answered, shrugging his bloodied left shoulder.
Heinrich was also injured while helping his father fight Alberich’s alter ego.
“Father, then what should I do?”
Heinrich asked as he looked down at the dark stairway in front of him.
“Shall we call Professor Valentiano and Angela to gather here?”
“I need to get in touch, but… I don’t think we should wait for them to arrive.”
“yes?”
“If Alberich is the one who uses his clones in large numbers like this, he would have sent clones to the professors as well. They must be fighting right now.”
“ah… … .”
“While helping them clean up the alter egos and gather here… Alberich may do something else.”
Brantley said, looking down the stairs.
“There is no time to procrastinate. Go inside.”
“All right.”
After Heinrich nodded, he gave instructions to his aide nearby.
“Camilo, don’t follow me from here on out.”
“Heinrich… … .”
“Run to the professors and tell them where this place is. That is your mission.”
“All right. From here on, we’ll get in the way.”
Camilo, who had been assisting Heinrich since the blue class 2, nodded.
Camilo, who was once neglected by Heinrich, was now playing the role of a proper right-hand man.
“I wish you luck.”
“Please take care of the back work, Camilo.”
After sending his men like that, Brantley and Heinrich went down the stairs alone.
I could feel the air getting humid as I went downstairs.
“It is soggy. and… It smells.”
“Right.”
Brantley nodded.
“It’s a smell that the priests of the Black Heaven Demonic Cult often smelled in places where somas were manufactured.”
“… … .”
After going down the stairs for about 10 minutes, a large space finally appeared.
It was a place full of all kinds of bizarre devices.
And in the middle… A long-haired man was standing.
“Welcome, Brantly Agrippa.”
“Archbishop Alberich.”
“To be honest, I was a little surprised. I never thought we would get here so quickly.”
It looked the same as the alter ego he was dealing with just before.
However, it is only the appearance that is the same.
The sense of presence felt throughout the body was incomparable to that of the alter ego.
“It seems to be the main body.”
“It seem to be like that.”
Brantly and Heinrich raised their swords at the same time.
Alberich smiled at the sight of the father and son taking the posture of the Agrippa swordsmanship.
“Archbishop Alberich, what lies behind it?”
Brantley asked a question.
Behind Alberich, there was a space that seemed to use a natural cave, and a hideous feeling continued to flow out.
“Is the Patriarch there?”
“Yes, it is.”
Surprisingly, Alberich accepted it meekly.
“It’s my job to buy time so you don’t get there.”
“Then, it’s not too late.”
Brantley nodded and deployed his sword technique.
“If I knock you down here and cut the head of the Patriarch, will the whole fight end?”
“That won’t happen, Brantly Agrippa.”
“Don’t be cocky, Alberich.”
There are no other people’s eyes here.
There would be no problem even if Brantley used Agrippa’s blue moon swordsmanship to his heart’s content.
“That is… Please don’t be conceited.”
Right then.
Alberich pulled a vial from his sleeve.
Heinrich hurriedly threw his sword to try to interfere, but it was too late.
“no way… … !”
Immediately after drinking the potion from the medicine bottle, Alberich began to spurt strong magic power.
“Like Archbishop Polka… Are you trying to transform into a demon-like body!”
“I couldn’t reach the black level with my talent. but… … .”
Alberich smiled as black tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
“Currently, the one that can exert the closest power to the Black Sky level is… This is Archbishop Alberich.”
“Heinrich, avoid yourself!”
Shouting urgently, Brantly unleashed the Agrippa Blue Moon Sword.
With a space-severing swordsmanship capable of slashing everything, Alberich wanted to win before he could attack.
but… … .
“father… … !”
Alberich’s swordsmanship, extending at an invisible speed, pierced Brantly’s chest.