140. breath
Shaa-
Doyoon, who lowered his sword vertically, thought as he stood in the rain.
‘Good.’
It’s been a long time since I’ve been drunk with a sword.
[The skill ‘Swordsmanship’ has been leveled up. Current Level: 6]
He moved his finger and lowered the pleasant notification window.
Skills also leveled up. Level 6 is a very high level.
Doyoon, whose growth rate is unmatched, was at a difficult level through training alone, but the recently created [Gaepa Investigation] trait brought a kind of shallow realization.
‘It’s like being able to teach Ray the Hecleos formula… It’s a quiet filial son’s trait.’
Meanwhile, Ray looked down at his chest and widened his eyes in amazement.
He puffed out his chest and gasped for breath.
“Heo-euk… hee-euk…”
The scales and leather of the upper body, which had transformed into a dragon body in an instant, were slightly cut in a straight line.
‘Joe, if it was a little deeper, it would have been a fatal wound…’
He tried to calm his still beating heart.
If you fight with that older brother, this is a problem.
The technical skills are so good, these close-knit adjustments are truly exquisite.
Of course, it was close-knit, but I never actually suffered a fatal injury. Besides, it is a very good training as it is close to real life.
So I know he’s doing this on purpose, but…
‘This time, it was really dangerous.’
Ray stroked the cut scales and whined.
“Tumong… man, you really thought your heart was going to drop…!”
“Um… I’m sorry.”
It’s been a long time since I’ve been too drunk on the sword.
Still, the medicine that is good for the body is bitter in the mouth. For Ray, who has to melt martial arts into his instincts, this kind of training is very effective.
In addition, such exquisite control is an area that only Doyoon can do. It is a training that cannot be done anywhere with money.
Of course, Ray knew this too, but he still grimaced nonstop. Otherwise, next time I might really die.
If you don’t lay the groundwork like this, the next training will be more difficult. Now, it was Ray who noticed Doyoon’s tendency and played tricks.
“Oh, hyung, really… look at your arm, it gives me goosebumps. The scales have stood up.”
“I’m not dying, man. Even though it was a bit harsh this time, in the end I did it while calculating everything. You didn’t even cut your muscles.”
“What a big deal it is that the scales of the dragon are cut! don’t you know? If the scales are cut, it hurts. It’s different from things like fingernails.”
“…okay?”
Hearing the story for the first time, Doyoon’s heart softened slightly.
Of course it’s bullshit, and it’s bullshit. Its scales have no nerves, so it doesn’t hurt even if they get cut.
But Ray continued whining.
“OK got it. I’ll be more gentle next time.”
“please…”
Rey, who obtained the promise, had a smile of repentance on the inside, unlike her tearful face.
But at the same time I was puzzled.
‘By the way…how did you cut the scales?’
I felt like I didn’t use my sword or mana.
Did you just cut the scales with your bare sword? Is that possible?
‘Ah, no way…’
Ray just assumed that Doyoon would have used mana, even for a moment. Because he is a big brother who handles mana very well.
Do-yoon, who moderately responded to Ray’s feigned illness, chewed on his earlier feelings again.
‘area…’
The realm of interfering with the phenomenon through will, the hyeonsword (顯劍).
Doyun has seen three swords so far.
The great demon king’s sword with the will to ‘kill’.
Enoch’s sword with the will to ‘cut’.
The sword of Hecleos with the will to ‘hit hard’.
Its form was different from each other.
‘Busker’s sword is…’
Doyoon recalled what Busker used to mutter during his lifetime.
The ‘way of the sword’ he always wore in his mouth and its end. It was, so to speak, the ultimate in ‘territory’.
If Busker’s sword had been completed, the ‘ultimate of the realm’ would have been Busker’s sword.
‘If I see it someday… No, will I be able to see it?’
Busker-type masters are no longer in the world. Unlike the Hecleos ceremony, there is no one to complete it.
Do-yoon is dull. Besides, he’s busy. He can never complete the Busker formula.
‘I miss you…’
Doyoon remembered the time he fought Verd.
Hecleus continued to live even after Enoch’s death and developed martial arts.
The new formula of Hecleos obtained through Berd after his death contained his thoughts, such as a kind of message and emotion.
On that day, Doyoon even shed tears as if she had met Hecleos again.
But there are no buskers. There is no developed Busker style.
Enoch had confirmed Busker’s death with his own two eyes.
The place where his corpse is buried is the mansion of the corps commander ‘Rich King Ghoul’ beyond the Devil’s Palace.
Busker exchanged lives with Ghoul there. he fell asleep there
‘I’ll have to drop by with Brudet someday.’
If the front goes north enough, it will definitely do so.
So, the two finished training and left the training center. By the way.
“yes?”
I saw Ti and Tiamat in the garden behind the house building.
‘What are you doing?’
Of course, Tia won’t catch a cold, but there’s nothing good about being out on a rainy day.
While he was wondering, Ray said.
“Oh, it’s Tia.”
“Why are you out there? It rains like this.”
“I heard about it while playing earlier, but today Tiamat told me to learn breath.”
“Breath?”
Do-yoon had a strange feeling in his eyes.
“yes. Isn’t it amazing to learn the breath?”
“Well.”
He nodded.
Even Enoch had only witnessed a breath once in his previous life. So I got more interested.
‘Tia’s Breath.’
The two of them agreed and walked towards Tiamat and Tiamat.
+++
“Magic is a ‘picture’ that draws mana with paint.”
Tia listened to her mother with bright eyes.
“To destroy this magic, the standard way is to paint over the picture with another brush. It will make a different picture.”
There is a picture of a circle.
If you draw several triangle-shaped pictures on the edge, it will no longer be a circle, but a sun picture.
That is the basic principle of magic parfait.
To do so, of course, more paint and brush strokes are consumed than necessary. Additional mana and calculations are required.
That’s why it’s difficult to break magic.
“But breath is ‘paint’ itself.”
“paint?”
“Yes, water.”
Tiamat stroked her pretty daughter’s forehead.
“What would happen if you splashed paint on a painting?”
“Is the painting missing?”
“okay. The painting itself becomes meaningless.”
Breath is pure mana, the release of power.
Paint from a bucket pouring over a painting. In front of that, paintings lose their significance.
That’s Bruce.
“Except for the downside of consuming a huge amount of mana, the breath is the most perfect attack and defense. Defense magic, offensive magic, and magic resistance all become useless in front of a breath.”
At those words, Tia’s expression hardened.
The first war she experienced, the Battle of the Plains of Apophis. The black fire that engulfed my father.
What if Tia knew how to handle the breath there?
He could have saved his father by shooting a breath at the fireball falling on his head.
“Did you know how important the breath is?”
“…yes. I will learn hard.”
“Whoops, that’s great.”
So, the breath class began.
Tia took the breath class really hard. To her genius, who learned even high-ranking magic one by one, simple skills like breath were not much of an obstacle.
Some time passes.
“Whoaap-”
Tia’s heart, a small dragon heart, burned. Her mana gathers in her mouth.
The wind around the mother and daughter shuddered at the tremendous flow of mana, shaking the vegetation in the garden.
The trees and grass swayed wildly in the strong wind, like the night before a typhoon. It rained.
Rainwater splattered on the ground and grass. Rainwater rippled around Tia as if it were spreading out in concentric circles.
After gathering enough, no, huge enough mana to make other wizards faint if they saw it.
“Back pressure-”
Tia opened her mouth to the sky.
“Paap-!!”
Breath shot out of her mouth.
Kwaa!!
Seeing that sight, Doyoon and Ray, who were approaching the mother and daughter, raised their heads.
Ray opened his mouth wide.
“Ooh, wow, ah…”
Pillars rose toward the sky. It was an enormous pillar of mana.
The breath fired by the little Hetzling soared endlessly, not knowing how high it was in the sky.
Eventually, when the pillar touched the cloud, the shock wave instantly cleared the entire area of clouds, revealing a blue sky.
The rain stopped, and sunlight fell locally on the Skeletonian capital.
The people of the capital suddenly came out for some reason and admired the dark rainbow that suddenly appeared.
“Whoa, whoa… that’s…”
That’s Bruce…
The two of them stared at the sky for a long time and shuddered at its power.
A little Hetzling like Tia is that much. That’s the dragon’s unique deadly weapon, seen only in mythology.
“Wow… Tia really… isn’t it amazing, hyung?”
Ray finally came to his senses and looked at Doyun.
However, there was something mysterious about Doyoon’s expression.
“brother?”
Ray called him again, but Doyoon did not answer.
He felt a different impression than when he saw Breath in his previous life. A kind of inspiration tickled him.
‘that…’
Looking at the clear sky, Doyoon thought to himself.
‘I can do it too…?’