Episode 256
Raon looked between the mighty yogi and the cold air that exploded. The left upper body of the 4 apostles was roughly torn off as if eaten by an animal.
Puka ah!
Gray blood gushed out from the wounds that looked like they had been cut with a saw on the chest and shoulders.
“ね… .”
The 4 apostles rolled their eyes and collapsed without even screaming. His breathing slowed down.
“Whew… .”
Raon exhaled the breath he had been holding back. The time he stopped breathing was short, but his body was drowsy because he burst into force at once.
‘It’s been a long time, so I must have been nervous.’
It was an assassination that I did like eating in my previous life, but now that I do it, it feels a little awkward.
But I didn’t like it. Because it meant he was closer to a prosecutor than an assassin.
Raon looked down at the gray blood-stained Requiem Sword and grinned.
‘I think it’s the first time.’
It seemed that this was the first time he had assassinated an enemy of his own will, rather than by orders from Derus Robert. There was a green worm, but it failed, so I decided to make an exception.
– You… .
Lars climbed up on the bracelet and looked at Raon.
– When did you learn the assassination technique?
When I cut off the shoulder of a guy wearing a helmet in the past, it was clumsy and I couldn’t even laugh, but the assassination I’m showing now is different.
Like a skilled assassin, it pierces the heart and unleashes crouching power before the enemy reacts. It was an assassination method that was perfect for catching a master with excellent defense ability.
– It wasn’t a way for a beginner to write.
It didn’t make sense for Raon, this second assassination, to launch such a daring attack. It was clear that he had learned the art of assassination from someone.
‘Of course, self-taught.’
Raon shrugged his shoulders while holding the Requiem Sword.
‘There is a saying, ‘Manryu-gwijong. If your swordsmanship skills increase, you can assassinate.’
I couldn’t tell Lars about his past life, so I just pretended.
-I feel it every day, but you’re really crazy.
‘Is it a compliment?’
– Of course it’s an insult! and… .
‘and?’
-huh. No.
Lars smiled coldly and waved his hand. He smiled softly as if he knew something, but he knew what he was thinking.
“you… .”
He turned his head to the bewildering voice he heard right in front of him. Morel trembled as she grabbed the bloody neck.
“Damn, when, how… .”
The question was strange as to whether I was confused.
“I intervened because it looked very dangerous. Wouldn’t that have been some kind of meddling?”
“Whoa, of course.”
Morel let out a sigh mixed with the smell of blood with tired eyes.
“Thanks to you, I survived. Thank you.”
He bowed his head without hesitation. It was like saying thank you for not only saving me, but saving everyone in Balkar here.
“Thank you?”
Raon clenched his chin.
“uh?”
“Thank you, right?”
“Oh, thank you… no! The honorifics ended in the city of Porban!”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Raon smiled and nodded his head.
“Even if you haven’t seen me in a long time… .”
“Put this on.”
Raon smiled and threw the wound medicine. Morel is a person who acknowledges and accepts what she has to admit, so she didn’t have a bad image like a cheesy princess.
Whoops!
As soon as Morel received the wound potion, the storm of the Aurors caused by Yogi and Chill subsided, and the appearance of the Four Apostles collapsed on the floor was revealed to everyone.
“Ahhh!”
“Sa, Sado!”
“What is this!”
“No, that’s ridiculous!”
When the 4 Apostles fell to the floor and did not move, the white blooded people screamed in tears.
“La, Raon-sama?”
“Raon Sieghard!”
“Why is the author here… .”
“Now, wait, did that person defeat the apostle now?”
On the other hand, the wizards and knights of the Balkar Kingdom opened their mouths when they saw Raon standing in front of the apostle.
“Ugh… .”
In particular, Princess Jaina opened her eyes to the point of tearing apart, more startled than when she was attacked by the archbishop. They all looked like they didn’t understand the situation.
“Laon? Raon Sighardt?”
“He is the one who defeated the 7 apostles… .”
“Daddy, when did you come?”
The White Blood Church discovered Raon’s identity and set fire to his eyes. They were furious with their teeth grinding at the defeat of the 4 apostles after the 7 apostles.
“Hey, did you finish it?”
Dorian, who entered the cavity late, saw the four fallen apostles and cried out.
‘Anyway, that guy… .’
– You idiot!
[haha. This is so… .]
After defeating the enemy, Raon, Lass, and Lohengrin stared at Dorian at the same time as the number one thing that should not be said.
“You did it! He is also the constant lord!”
Dorian sighed once more, shouting something he shouldn’t have said.
“Kill them! Kill them all! Never let me live!”
The archbishop shouted, scattering the spear of blood with his staff. The white blooded Christians scattered here and there came crashing into the waves.
“It wouldn’t make any sense.”
Raon was not a white blood cult, but gave a faint gaze to the four fallen apostles and fixed the Requiem Sword.
‘Everything you do.’
* * *
According to Dorian’s curse, the four apostles did not die, and they were holding their breath and shrugging.
‘I almost died.’
Had I been a little late, I would have been really dead.
The moment the red blade pierced the skin, he barely survived thanks to the blood that moved his heart.
The left shoulder and upper body flew off, and he suffered fatal wounds that were close to death, but that’s okay. If you just kill him, everything will be alright.
oh oh oh
The 4 Apostles endured their pain by chewing their tongues. He operated his blood very slowly so that no one could notice it, as if the energy left behind on a dead body was dispersed.
‘Don’t kill me the same way.’
Just as he was attacked from behind, he will burst his heart from behind Raon. I waited for the right time to bear the strength in the hand holding the long sword.
“Kill him!”
The archbishop shouted revenge, sprinkled blood, and ordered an attack.
My blood was churning, and I could feel the clergy rushing towards a guy named Raon.
Turk!
I heard Leon’s footsteps. He was about to turn around and go to the Archbishop.
‘Now!’
The four apostles exploded the collected blood and got up. He pulled the sword back to stab Raon’s heart at once. By the way… .
“uh?”
Why is this guy looking at me?
Raon Sieghardt, who should have turned his gaze to the archbishop, was looking over here.
“Are you already over pretending to be dead?”
Goosebumps rose from the corners of his lips that rose with the low-pitched words.
‘Hey, everyone knew this… Cuckoo!’
The dagger Raon was holding ran past his neck before he could unleash the folded sword. Power drained from his body along with a cold sensation.
“why… .”
The four apostles shook their chins, holding the red solid line drawn from their necks with their remaining hand.
“Why do you know… .”
Raon grinned as he looked at the four Apostles passing behind him.
“Because animals have the most gaps when hunting.”
“Ouch… .”
The 4 Apostles swung the unusable blood, causing the ability to regenerate. Even though he was using all his power to regenerate, the torn flesh and sword marks on his neck did not recover.
“What, what? Why play… .”
If it was his white spirit aura, he could even regenerate the wounds caused by the force, but strangely, the wounds created by that dagger did not regenerate. There were strands of blood and blood being cut apart.
“Can’t you play well?”
“Hey, that sword… .”
“This guy is breathing to kill you. Blood can’t stop it.”
“Come on, sleep… Ouch!”
Raon took the Requiem Sword in reverse. After checking the heart of the apostle, which was skewed to the right with his wrathful eyes, he slammed it down.
Puka ah!
The yogis gathered in the sword play of the Requiem Sword blazed from the heart of the Four Apostles, and gray blood and blood filled with the heart spurted out like a fountain.
“Huh… .”
The vitality began to fade from the eyes of the 4 apostles. All the auras of the white soul that he had stored in his heart were sucked out, and even if the white blood master came, he could not save them.
“Wow, he was alive… .”
Dorian scratched his head with wide eyes.
“I’m not saying things like ‘Did you get rid of it? A curse called a curse.”
Raon looked at Dorian and smiled.
“Sa, Sado!”
“Save the Apostle!”
“No, stop!”
“Ahhh!”
The white-blooded believers realized that the apostle was truly dying, and threw themselves with all their energy.
Shreung!
Raon drew the Requiem Sword. After purifying the cloudy energy of Yogi and Glacia with a ring of fire, he drew the Requiem Sword again.
Chewy!
The melody of hemlock blooming over the red blade covered the cavity.
“Uh-huh!”
“Ok… .”
“Ugh… .”
The white-blooded fell to the floor vomiting blood from the chil-gong. There was only one archbishop standing.
On the other hand, it had no effect on the others inside. Hemwoo was literally a deadly sword only for white blood believers.
“Oh, that black… .”
The archbishop opened his mouth, shaking his hand holding the staff. His thin, exposed mouth was covered in blood.
“It’s muhak just for you.”
Raon swung his Requiem Sword and approached the Archbishop.
“Oh, don’t come!”
The Archbishop stepped back and raised his staff. Countless blades of empty blood poured down from the staff.
‘You’re falling without a crowd.’
The blade of blood was not aimed at the target, but covered the entire space like rain. It was easy to avoid or hit.
Whoops!
After reading the direction of Raon’s blood, he hit the ground.
“You idiot!”
The archbishop raised the corners of his mouth and changed the direction of the blood. The blades of blood that had spread in a fan shape gathered like sharp awls and aimed at the vital points of the whole body.
‘I could change direction.’
Seeing the change in the trajectory of the blood storm covering the space itself in an instant, it seemed stronger than the Archbishop I had met in Porban.
but.
‘So what.’
Raon smiled coldly and raised the cartoonist. The blade of the Requiem Sword became hot as if it had been on fire, and a bunch of flowers of flame soared.
Cartoonist Hundreds.
Hwaryeong.
Chloride petals that bloomed from the tip of the sword spread in the wind and collided with blood.
Kwagwagwagwang!
The pieces of the cartoonist imbued with the power of the Yogi melted away not a single bit of the Archbishop’s blood.
Whoa!
All that was left in the void was the fragments of Hwaryeong scattering the magnificent light.
“Are you done?”
Raon walked among the sinking Hwaryeong and stood in front of the Archbishop.
“ah… .”
The archbishop shrugged and stepped back.
“Now the end… .”
“die!”
The Archbishop does not back down, he leaps forward. He put all the remaining blood in the staff he was holding and pierced his heart.
“Also.”
Raon nodded his head with cold eyes.
‘This is the white blood school.’
Leukism does not confess, do not pray, and do not ask for forgiveness. They are typical madmen who believe that only they are justice and that only they are right.
So it sucks human blood and eats flesh.
Raon followed the garambo method. He dug into the archbishop’s arms and stabbed his heart with his repulsion sword. It was more cloudy than the apostles, but the empty veins of blood soaked the floor.
“Ouch… .”
The archbishop rolled his eyes of resentment, not resentment, and then collapsed.
[The Requiemblade has absorbed an enormous amount of blood.]
[The Requiem Sword purifies the blood.]
A mighty tremor emanated from the Requiem Sword.
‘It’s the first time I’ve gained this level of blood.’
Since he absorbed the blood of the apostles and archbishops, it was not possible to predict how much of the stats he would rise this time.
‘I look forward to seeing how high it will go. Is not it?’
– Shut up! It’s all the king’s. big… .
Lars was biting his lip to see if he was already worried.
Raon wiped the blood from the Requiem Sword and lifted his head. The cavity was engulfed in deep silence.
“Oh, I’m crazy… .”
“To kill the apostles and archbishops so easily… .”
“Raon Sieghard. Is it that genius called Sulwha Swordsman?”
“Hey, that’s not genius level. It is a monster.”
“I heard you weren’t even 20 years old… .”
The Balkar Kingdom, the uninhabited of small and medium powers, and the shadows all had their eyes wide open and were showing their astonishment.
It was no different from defeating all of the strongest white blood cults in the community with Raon alone, so their reaction was natural.
“Hey, Raon-sama!”
Jartis came over with a wide smile.
“Thank you for saving me!”
He smiled broadly and bowed his head. Still, he did not think about the power and power, and just said thank you for the situation.
“Every time I get help, I really have nothing to say.”
Jartis scratched the back of his head saying he had no face.
“no.”
Leon shook his head. Zatis had grown even more than he had seen in Porban. If you maintain that honest personality, you will definitely be able to rise higher.
“Well then… .”
When they stepped forward to make the cavity ring, Balkar, the small forces, and the shadows all flinched and backed away.
“I will tell you for sure. Sieghard has no intention of giving up on Lohengrin’s legacy. If you have any complaints, let’s end it here.”
“Uh… .”
“Ouch… .”
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Naturally, no one spoke. Who will resist the monster that cut down the white blooded apostle at once? Even Morel, who was the only one to deal with here, was wearing the silver life preserver, so everyone kept their mouths shut.
“Are you saying that Sieghard will take care of all of them?”
After a brief silence, a middle-aged man with gray hair came forward from the small and medium-sized forces. Expert superlative. This person seemed to be a representative of small and medium-sized forces.
“That’s right.”
Raon nodded without hesitation.
“Isn’t that a bit too much? Valcardo… .”
“Whoa!”
Morel stopped the middle-aged man with a sigh.
“Salaman was given the silver life jacket by Raon Sieghard. Don’t let me get out of here.”
He came forward and returned the wound medicine.
“You don’t mean to steer clear of that one word, are you?”
“What do you see me as? I don’t live as filthy like your boss.”
“When you say that, I believe.”
When Raon nodded, Morel frowned and turned her head.
“Go back.”
“Come on, wait a minute!”
Princess Jaina jumped up as if she couldn’t.
“Coming here and just going… .”
“princess. Now is… .”
“Ah, Princess Jaina.”
Raon stopped Morel’s words and approached Princess Jaina. He smiled and said, ‘Contract’.
“Quick!”
At that moment, Princess Jaina’s face became pale as she remembered signing the special contract.
“Long time no see.”
“Long time no see… .”
“Long time no see?”
“Oh, it’s been a while.”
Jaina licked her lips and nodded.
“So what’s wrong with my offer?”
“No… .”
She sniffled without raising her head. Shame and resentment seemed to flow over me at the same time.
“Well, this is the second time I saved the princess. Isn’t this something that deserves an award?”
“Ouch… .”
“Isn’t that right? I’ve saved a princess named Geum Ok-yeop of Balkar twice, but I have to give her a gift or a new tablet… .”
“Balkar is not a place without shame. It is a place where you pay for your life for the price of your life, and for your blood you pay for your blood, so you don’t have to worry.”
At Morel’s words and gaze, the princess’ whole body trembled. She put her hand in her arms and pulled out a gold tile. The name Jaina was written on it.
“here… .”
Jaina trembled like a paralyzed patient and held out her handbag.
“After all, the princess is cool.”
Raon did not refuse and took her hand right away.
‘You did a good job holding on to your weakness.’
This is not just for the Princess, but for King Balkar as well.
It is a popular story that King Balkar cares for Jaina. A pretty good treasure came in my hand and I smiled.
“Take this too.”
As Raon nodded satisfactorily, a red plaque flew from Morel. It was a hexagon with a snake drawn in the center.
“This… .”
“It is mine. If you need anything, write it.”
“thank you.”
“Is there no rejection?”
“Why do you say no to the treasure?”
“Right.”
Morel smiled and turned around.
“Go back. To support the princess.”
“Yes!”
At his cry, the knights supported Jaina. As he left the cavity, he stopped and turned around.
“Raon Sieghard. Be sure to repay this favor.”
He thanked him once more and climbed up. Jartis smiled softly and shook his head. Jaina only heard the sound of grinding her teeth, and Enild pretended not to know.
“Ooh, we’ll go too!”
“Thank you for saving me!”
“Thank you so much! I will repay this favor no matter what.”
As soon as Balkar, whom they believed in, left, the small and medium-sized soldiers shook their heads and shook their heads.
“Thank you?”
“sure!”
“Are you saying you’re returning the favor?”
“of course!”
“Oh, yes, thank you. Dorian!”
“Yes?”
Dorian, who was standing at the entrance watching Balkar leave, turned his head.
“They are leaving. Write down your name and affiliation.”
“Oh, yes!”
Dorian nodded, put the desk he was holding down in front of the entrance, and took out a paper and pen.
“Hey, why is that name… .”
“Didn’t you say that you would repay your favor a while ago? Then it would be good to make sure.”
Raon smiled softly as he looked at the small and medium-sized soldiers. There was a thin but cold force in the smile.
gulp!
The small and medium-sized soldiers swallowed dry saliva as they saw Raon’s smile.
‘Hey, maybe this… .’
‘right. Bring money or a gift. Just like Balkar… .’
‘Mi, crazy… .’
‘It’s called Sulwha Sword Hyeop! It’s called Hyopsa!’
‘Well, if you don’t bring it, you’re going to kill me?’
‘Then why did you go ahead and take it? If I just said thank you, I’m done!’
The soldiers broke into a cold sweat as they understood Raon’s intentions.
“Let’s go.”
“Ugh… .”
“Bye!”
Raon gestured his chin as if to go quickly, and the small and medium-sized soldiers bit their molars and walked to Dorian.
“Yes! first minute! Your name!”
Dorian took out a chair made of white wood and sat in front of the white wood desk. It was quite foreign to have a white shiny desk and chair in a cavity full of corpses.
“I am Rickil of the Boramae Guild… .”
“Yes. Rickil. See you guild… .”
He quickly wrote down his name and affiliation as if familiar.
Raon turned his head to see the last remaining force. Derus Robert’s shadow. He made eye contact with the assassins who had the same eyes as his in his previous life.
‘Should I say I miss this?
When I look into the eyes of the shadows, it reminds me of the past. Days in hell where I abandoned humans for the success of my mission and became a hunting dog.
Thinking back then, I didn’t want to kill them. They were all just kidnapped, sold, and brainwashed just like they were in their previous lives.
‘Should I send it back?’
The way the shadow behaves is simple. If there is a 0.1% chance of success, life will come no matter what, and if the probability is zero, withdraw. They were judging whether the mission was good or bad with the senses embedded in their bodies and heads.
“What will you do?”
Raon resonated the ring of fire and raised the comics ball. The mighty wave that rose to the master burned endlessly. Stone debris fell from the ceiling, and the floor began to crumble.
“Huh!”
“Ugh!”
“Turn it off… .”
All the shadows trembled at the mighty momentum. The sunken eyes fluttered as if they were about to pop out.
Tah ah!
The shadows felt that their chances of defeating Raon were zero, and retreated. He jumped over the small and medium-sized people who lined up in front of Dorian at once and escaped through the passage.
“Huh?”
“Are you just letting them go?”
“They are assassins!”
The small and medium-sized soldiers opened their mouths as if they did not know if they would let the assassins go.
“I am not a killer. You can’t kill people who don’t even fight.”
Raon smiled softly and waved his hand.
“Then you should write your name down like us!”
“Will the assassins tell you their names? It’s good that you don’t sleep.”
“Okay… .”
“But don’t use fake names or affiliations. I have a good memory.”
As he murmured that he remembered all the faces, the people who had put their pens down a while ago ran to Dorian again.
“I, I made a little mistake!”
“Me too! Actually my name is… .”
Raon smiled and turned around.
– Wicked! Really wicked! Have you ever been a Demon Lord from another dimension?
Lars opened his mouth wide with an expression that he did not know whether he was thrilled or shocked.
[Heh heh heh, you are also a priest. There was no need for me to prepare.]
Lohengrin also laughed in admiration.
“It’s nothing. I just… Well?”
Raon stopped talking and looked at the Requiem Sword in his hand. A strong tremor arose from the silent blade, which had been absorbing the blood.
Woo woo woo!
The Requiem Sword burst into tears and led him. As I followed his guide, I saw the bodies of the four apostles.
“You have absorbed all the blood.”
Whoa!
The Requiem Sword pointed to the hand of the Four Apostles, saying that was not the case.
“That… .”
In that direction, there was a long sword wielded by the four apostles.
Woo woo woo!
Raon swallowed dry saliva while looking at the long sword.
“Are you saying that the power of that long sword can also be yours?”