The Regressor and the Blind Saint chapter 45

The Regressor and the Blind Saint 45

The evening of the next day, one day left before arriving at the Great Forest.

Entering the encampment, Vera frowned as he sat in the wagon, eyes closed, waiting for the meal to be ready.

‘… The tail is attached.’

Since they left the village, they have been following them at regular intervals throughout the day.

There was no chance that they were going down the same path by chance.

The road we are going now is going straight into the Daesu Forest. There are no other villages or special places on the route, so the reason the route overlaps with them must be themselves.

Vera gave a small chuckle and turned his head to look at Renee.

There was a faint sign of fatigue on his face as he closed his eyes and rested.

‘It is impossible to move all night.’

In the aftermath of a hangover, he could not demand a forced march from René, who was still sick in the stomach. The most important thing in Vera’s schedule was Renee’s stability.

If so, there is only one way left.

“Lady.”

“yes?”

“Can I come and look around for a moment?”

“Ah yes.”

Get rid of things that catch up.

Vera responded with a small bow to Renee’s permission.

“I will be back soon.”

Vera opened the door of the wagon, went out, approached Norn and Hela, who were preparing for camp, and spoke in a low voice.

“It has a tail. I’ll clean it up for a while, so be on the lookout for.”

Norn shook his head, startled by Vera’s words, and then nodded in response.

“… Aren’t you leaving right away?”

“I am staying here today. The saint is still less tired.”

“ah… .”

“It won’t take long. Then see you later.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vera turned around, and Norn looked back at him and uttered these words to Hela.

“You must stay by the side of the saint. This father will prepare the camp.”

“I understand.”

Norn’s gaze turned to the sky.

It was still early evening, and the night had just begun.

*

Vera continued his thoughts, focusing his attention on the scattered and lurking presence.

Where and for what?

An accident to determine the cause, and the answer came out quickly.

‘… The injection of the saint.’

The words Renee shouted with an injection in the inn’s dining room.

– It’s not a saint!

At first glance, this may sound like a nonsense of drunken people, but there must have been people who had doubts about it.

Those who followed him must have felt suspicious of him, or he must have been one of those who heard of the situation. Then it was obvious what he was aiming for.

Awkward-.

Vera clenched his fists and looked with gleaming eyes where the presence was felt.

‘dare.’

These are the things that are aimed at Renee.

Surung-.

Vera drew his sword and strained the muscles throughout his body. Thinking quickly began to come up with the most effective methods of combat.

‘The sanctuary is… .’

Can not use it. No, it would be correct to say that using it is inefficient.

It’s a very conspicuous ability, and the reason why it’s too vague to pick out the restrictions to use without even knowing who the opponent is.

‘… then.’

stealthy and fast. Remove the scattered things so that they cannot realize they are suffering.

Vera licked his lips slightly, revealing the stigma.

“From now on, I won’t open my left eye until I kill all the enemies. I don’t breathe more than 20 breaths per minute, plus I don’t release the fist of my left hand.”

A primitive form of oath that was used before the use of Sanctuary.

What was needed now was to maximize the physical ability using it.

“As a result, I get a faster body and a more detailed sense of detail throughout the fight.”

Woo woo-.

The stigma burned. The pledge rose in gold above the dark soul.

Vera counted the number of popular chucks that felt sharper than before.

‘twenty one.’

It felt like they were spread out in pairs of three.

Vera turned toward the three signs he felt closest to him, and then stepped forward.

Tsuyu-.

All that was left behind was the sound of the wind rustling the leaves.

*

Vera knew very well how to deal with the pursuers.

couldn’t know It’s strange not to know, since I’ve lived my life being chased by the last episode.

Basically, the pursuers move around in a siege, with a distance that each group can cover.

In order to search a wide area, and also to narrow the encirclement and pressurize the pursued target.

From https://noblemtl.com

Of course, Vera, who always broke through the chase, knew how to break such a siege.

What Vera does best.

All you have to do is cut the siege net with a knife and shake it.

spatula-.

Clean cut sound. After severing the heads of three with one blow, Vera fired directly at the bodies without looking at the corpses.

Unless the pursuers are assholes, there must be a way to communicate with each other.

They had to cut as many enemies as possible before they felt abnormal.

This is the 4th time, and there are a total of 21 pursuers, so there are 3 remaining teams.

There was no problem.

The power of the stigmata was still giving Vera a tireless vitality to this very moment.

Aside from other limitations, it certainly relieves the burden of moving in a state where breathing is restricted.

Vera, who had been concentrating on the pretense of popularity spread widely, frowned at the pursuers who suddenly showed abnormal behavior.

‘I figured it out.’

They seemed to realize that they were suffering.

It could be said that it was slow to notice until more than half had already been hit, but it wasn’t good news for Vera, who was going to end it all with a single breakout.

‘nine.’

Everyone was gathering in one place. The direction to start gathering.

‘… campsite.’

It was Renee’s side.

Vera grinded his teeth for a ‘popping’ sound, then rolled his feet faster.

Tuung-.

With that sound, Vera’s imprint began to shoot out even faster.

*

In the distance, Vera’s sight saw the seals of the nine huddled together toward the encampment.

At this rate, we’ll get to the camp in ten minutes.

We had to fight here.

Vera shoved the divine with the tip of his sword, wrapped it around the sword, then swung it wide to shoot out the divine that was formed on the tip of the sword.

The skill that the knights I had seen once did using Aurors. it was imitating it.

The shot god passed through the two of the seals. The bodies of those who were penetrated by the divinity swell in an instant, and then.

Puff-!

It exploded at once, reconciled to six pieces, and scattered into the air.

“Gael! theory!”

It seemed to be the names of those who had exploded before.

Vera stopped breathing with a ‘Breathe!’ and, as it was, tensed his leg muscles and rushed at what appeared to be the leader in the middle of the pursuers.

A horizontal cut that goes in neatly.

Vera’s blow lifted the leader’s head into the sky.

Up to this point, Vera moved again, feeling his victory.

No matter how much the pursuers flew and crawled, they were not stronger than Vera. In the first place, even Vera’s secret movement here was for Ren’s safety, not for guarding against them.

The three immortals rushed in without panic, twisting the path of their outstretched swords, causing them to stab each other.

There are three left. Two of them took out their bows, and the other turned around and tried to run away.

Vera gathered the divine at the tip of his sword again, and this time he swept across a large area with a horizontal slash.

A divinity that is being eroded away.

The scene that followed was a neat explosion that made it feel very rewarding to use such a sanctuary.

Puff-!

Three seals exploded at once, and six pieces were scattered.

Vera realized that all the remaining nine pursuers had fallen, and erased the oath he had engraved on his soul.

“Huh… .”

I let out a long breath.

Vera refined his breath, and then with sunken eyes he looked at the corpses of the pursuers who were still in shape.

It was, of course, to find out his identity.

They were quite systematic. It’s powerless… I couldn’t guess the exact water level because it was swept away with a single knife, but remembering that one guy tried to escape at the end, there must be a bigger crowd behind him.

The escape must have been to deliver information safely.

In my mind, I followed the fleeing guy and wanted to wipe it out, but I couldn’t get any further away from Renee, so I finally chose to kill him.

Tub-.

Vera stepped forward and picked up the head of the first leader he had cut.

Fluffy gray hair. The face below him had his eyes wide open, and he had an expression that didn’t even recognize his own death.

‘young.’

That was the first thought that came to mind when I saw his face. quite young Plus, it’s a pretty creepy look.

To put it bluntly, she looked so neutral that it was hard to distinguish between genders.

Vera was looking back and forth through the head he was holding, when something suddenly caught his eye and he stopped.

‘homecoming… .’

none.

To be precise, it was as if the ear had been cut out, and the place where the ear was supposed to be was scarred.

Vera narrowed his eyes at the scar and continued his thoughts.

‘… Neuer.’

The fairies who turned their backs on Aedra. Outlaws of the Southwest.

Home is the first thing that comes to mind when you see a neutral appearance or cut out ears.

Vera frowned for a moment at the thought and continued to ponder, then threw his head away and headed for the body.

Because there was a way to turn doubt into certainty.

Vera put his hand on the corpse lying on the floor in a disgusting way and began to undress.

‘If you were Neuer, you wouldn’t have any genitals.’

Since they were originally fairies, there must have been no genitalia in their groin.

With that thought in mind, Vera was removing the clothes from the dead body.

Push-!

The wind blew past Vera’s nose.

Shockingly, Vera shuddered, quickly got up and drew his sword.

It wasn’t wind in the figurative sense. The wind itself was really blowing and passing by.

Vera knew who performed these arts.

eyes narrowed The back is bent. The muscles strained to the limit swelled, and the sense of humor was sharpened.

A glimmer of fast approaching from afar.

self-.

Vera narrowed his eyes and focused his sights on one point, watching the slender figure approaching through the lush trees with the sound of the wind.

In-young-eun, whose gender distinction is ambiguous, with blonde hair shining in the moonlight even in the dark of night, thin lines, and a green pupil shining beneath it.

‘… Friede.’

From https://noblemtl.com

One of the heroes Vera fought against in his previous life was Friede the Wind Demon.

Join us on discord to get release notifications. https://discord.gg/WPsf5SUDn5

Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

error: Content is protected !!

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset