A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 177



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A genius gamer is reincarnated into a famous hero episode 177

Heavenly Sword, Insurmountable Wall (2)

Calambrinho, ‘The Cliff of the Beast’.

This was a training ground that was known to be quite famous even outside of the Caladorn family. However, as the name had ‘cliff’ instead of ‘training ground’, it was by no means ordinary.

This was because it was a training ground that only knights of 6 stars or higher could enter.

Knights above 6 stars do not undergo regular training.

This is because it is difficult to expect further growth through training simply by swinging a sword and running.

In other words, Beast’s Cliff was as far from an ordinary training ground as its name suggests.

A knight who sits down and meditates in a place full of sharp iron spikes, a knight who cultivates tenacity by being repeatedly hit by a huge hammer, a knight who climbs a cliff carrying the weight of a thousand pounds on his back, etc.

These diverse training grounds, including cliffs of blades, forests of thorns, and lakes of boiling water, were completely different from the restrained and standardized military training of the Middle Ages that Harang had imagined.

“Please go.”

As Harang entered the Beast’s Cliff following the knights’ guidance, all eyes immediately focused on him.

This was not a place where a weak person who could not achieve 6 stars could come, no matter how much of a Kaladan bloodline they were.

When the knights, who had taken off their tops and were exercising their muscles, gave me sharp gazes, I felt quite intimidated.

Of course, it wasn’t much of a threat to Harang, who could even withstand Duke Kal-El’s glare. However, it was an unavoidable reality that the drivers expressed dissatisfaction.

While the knights watched quietly because it was difficult to criticize their blood relatives, the story was different if they were of the same blood relatives.

“… … “Wait a minute.”

Three people block Harang as he slowly enters the cliff. Each of them was shirtless, their entire bodies soaked with blood, bruises, and sweat, and each of them had silver eyes.

Because they were not direct relatives, they were not given the middle name of ‘Paul’, but they were collateral relatives who were evaluated as having high talent due to their bright silver eyes.

“Hey, Paul Calladorn. No matter how senior you are, you cannot pass this place if you are not qualified. Bloodline is never a qualification. “Only ability can prove one’s qualifications.”

“It’s a qualification… … .”

Come to think of it, I think it’s already been two months since I achieved 6 stars, but it hasn’t been announced to the public yet. Darnell Coulson’s mouth was heavy, and he didn’t have a chance to show off his lower body.

If so, it would be better.

Harang grinned, took out the Cheongwolheun, and flung it to the floor! She got off and waved.

Chakang!!

Immediately, a cluster of pure white light burst out and enveloped the sword like a ray of light, causing the collateral blood relatives to step back in surprise.

Being able to maintain your sword skills even in normal times without even using it means… … Because it meant the level of six stars!

“No way, how could that be…?” … .”

Fifteen, no.

Harang, now sixteen, was too young to have achieved the level of six stars.

To gain experience, to accumulate enough magical power in the body, and to learn excellent swordsmanship. It was because there was so little time.

However, while Harang uses magic at the same time, he has already achieved 6 stars in swordsmanship… … .

“What on earth are you doing?”

A question suddenly asked by one of my blood relatives.

It could have been ignored, but Harang couldn’t bear to do so. No matter how talented he was and how hard he tried, he did not forget that the reason he was able to reach this level was because of Calantatis’ intervention in his death.

You can’t lie even on the outside.

Because it was an insult to Caladern, who had granted the favor.

Ugh!

Harang put out his sword and answered with a slight smile.

“Just a little…” … “You are a lucky person.”

After saying that, as Harang passed by, the collateral relatives stepped aside to open the way. Surprised, the other knights seemed to be the same, so they no longer glared at him or tried to block his path.

Without anyone’s interference, Harang climbed the cliff.

When I reached the highest point, Duke Kal-El was standing at the edge of a cliff that was completely open and even the flowing clouds were clearly visible.

He was looking down at the ground with his back turned, and when Harang approached him, he parted his lips.

“Being so high up, the world down there feels so small.”

“… … .”

Harang went to Duke Kal-El’s side and looked down. Sure, I felt that way, but other than that, I didn’t feel anything special.

A mountain is a mountain, and water is water.

However, since this is not what he wanted to say, Harang turned around and said.

“To me, everything just seems so big. The world in my narrow field of vision felt infinitely small… … .”

Harang took a break and caught his breath.

“Looking at the vast plains and mountains, I feel infinitely insignificant.”

“Hehehe, that’s a pretty interesting sentiment too. okay… … It was once thought that humans would not be able to overcome nature. That is why wizards of the past were objects of reverence for their ability to manipulate nature.”

Duke Kal-El said, pointing to the clouds with his finger.

“My youngest grandchild. “Can you make rain fall from that cloud?”

Immediately, countless magical techniques appeared in Harang’s mind, and numbers started rolling around.

“You must have thought of magic in my question.”

“… … !”

Only then did Harang realize that he had made a mistake and lowered his head.

“sorry.”

“Hehe, do you have something to be sorry for? “As you said, your vision was so narrow that you couldn’t see or feel anything beyond that, so you just couldn’t think about what came next.”

While saying that, Duke Kal-El clenched his fists and gathered his energy.

spurt.

Harang raised his arms and covered his face due to the enormous pressure that felt like a black hole. A huge storm hits at that moment!

Hwioooooo!!!

‘… … What, what!’

Space was distorting.

I didn’t use magic, I just gathered energy!

But Duke Kal-El didn’t do anything special with it. Just the act of gathering energy… … .

Grumble, flash!

Clouds gathered from all directions, quickly turned into dark clouds and suddenly began to pour down showers on the plain.

“Humans cannot defeat nature. “Because it is something only God allows.”

but.

“If you want to become a god who rules the world, there is nothing impossible in the world, youngest grandson. Magic and swords have no meaning there. The end of everything… … “It will come together as one point.”

Whiooooo-!!

The storm of energy wasn’t even going to stop yet. That moment when you wonder what on earth he is trying to do with that incredible energy.

Harang inadvertently raised his head at the huge shadow casting over his head.

and.

saw.

… … A huge spire that begins to fall, cutting through the dark clouds.

‘no… … That’s not a spire. ‘That’s it.’

He winced, unable to hold on any longer and took a step back. He deserved to be praised for standing on his own two feet while witnessing that awe.

Because what was falling from the sky was a very large ‘single sword’.

Coogu… … !!!

The great sword stopped just before Duke Kal-El raised his fist.

If it had hit the floor… … All the nature and scenery that you had admired as beautiful would have turned into a blank slate.

What on earth is that?

Is it swordsmanship? That said, it was no longer the domain of swordsmanship.

Is it magic? That means there were no magical phenomena, spells, techniques, calculations, or geometric movements of magic at all… … .

It just seemed like a natural phenomenon.

Even if someone jokingly said, ‘It’s a natural disaster where a huge sword falls from the sky,’ you would believe it.

“ah… … .”

Harang looks at the huge greatsword with blank eyes, his mouth wide open. Duke Kal-El turned his gaze to him and asked with a hint of mischief.

“This is the Heavenly Sword. My youngest grandchild. “What did you feel when you saw that?”

Duke Kal-El’s question contained many meanings. In fact, he has never used the Thousand Sword against his enemies, but has shown it to his blood relatives a few times.

He showed it to most of his second-generation children, and to his third-generation children, he only showed it to his eldest grandchild, Hiron, and his second grandchild, Kaidel.

Similar to Harang, they also showed the above phenomenon when they were at the 6-star level, and then asked the same question.

‘What did you feel?’

Some couldn’t even answer, and some peed their pants in an unsightly manner.

Some people respected Duke Kal-El, saying they would never be able to achieve that level of swordsmanship, some said they really wanted to learn the Heavenly Sword, and some praised the Heavenly Sword for being amazing.

But none of those were the answers Duke Kal-El wanted.

The answer he really wanted… … .

“… … “If I can summon that thing in the future, I will cut it down instead of stabbing it.”

That was it.

“Khahahahahahahaha!”

Duke Kal-El burst into laughter as if he was having fun. His emotions were so intense that he instinctively burst into laughter, so much so that his laughter echoed throughout the Beast’s Cliff.

A truly simple, yet absurd answer.

Yes.

‘No matter how high the level is, I have confidence that I can also reach it.’

That was the first test.

‘Also, noticing the unfinished parts of the Heavenly Sword, which looks great but is somehow unfinished.’

That was the second test.

As Harang said, why bother summoning a sword and then dropping it on the floor?

Duke Kal-El has never once shown the true power of the Heavenly Sword to his blood relatives.

I just showed you a little bit of the basics to test whether or not you are qualified to learn Heavenly Sword.

That heavenly sword falling from the air is not yet complete. If we were to really judge it in terms of swordsmanship, it has only just taken its stance, but its true power will be revealed when it is swung.

but… … .

Unfortunately, Duke Kal-El had never swung that huge sword before. It would be correct to say that he cannot do that.

It would be possible to reduce the size and power by forcibly applying force, but that would only imitate a forced ‘swing’ and was not swordsmanship in the true sense of the word.

In other words, his Heavenly Sword was an unfinished swordsmanship that had not yet been completed.

Duke Kal-El was waiting for one of his children to realize this one day.

But how could it not be amazing that the child he had chosen gave the answer straight as if he had seen through his heart!

“My youngest grandchild. “That’s a great answer.”

“… … !”

Only then did Harang realize that the question he had just asked was the first test to see if he was qualified to learn Heavenly Sword, and he hastily adjusted his expression.

Even when a test comes, you pass it by without even noticing it!

It was truly an embarrassment to myself.

‘… … It would be safe to say that Ha Won, the always cool-headed pro gamer, no longer exists.’

It doesn’t matter though.

Now, as Harang, not Hawon, I will jump into the greatest challenge.

“Okay, youngest grandchild. Then, I will immediately teach you the ‘Heavenly Sword’.”

Harang answered passionately, his eyes sparkling and his face flushed with anticipation.

“yes!!”

* * *

“… … yes?”

And after a while.

Harang, who was trapped in a narrow building with his arms tied, realized that things were going strangely.

“young master. “If you want to give up along the way, please call us at any time.”

“No, wait… … !”

Squeak-thump!

The knights leave and close the door to the small training ground. Duke Kal-el gave Harang only one instruction and he had already left.

Now, Harang was left alone in this small training ground with his arms tied.

There wasn’t even a wooden sword or real sword needed for swordsmanship training, and in this space without even a wooden doll… … There was only one piece of paper hanging on a thread, fluttering in the air.

The test given by Duke Kal-El was simple.

‘Cut the paper. During the process, no contact is allowed, including the sword and both arms.’

It was an absurd statement.

Cutting paper without touching it.

“crazy… … .”

I was more confident in training to run around a thorny path, take a lava shower, or swing a sword until I collapsed from exhaustion and the sky turned yellow.

Running towards something intuitively visible was the area in which Harang was most confident.

However, this kind of training with unclear and ambiguous goals drove Harang crazy.

‘What on earth are you telling me to do…? ?’