A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 29



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A genius gamer, reincarnated into a famous hero episode 29

Vision of the Sword Star (4)

Duke Kal-El came to the White Night Castle for just one semi-folded item. That fact alone is already so amazing that it makes my heart jump out… … .

You were even waiting until the investiture ceremony was over?

Leaving behind everyone’s disbelieving looks, Harang left Delarque Hall.

“The head of the family is waiting.”

Outside the hall, a young man in uniform was waiting, and although it was my first time seeing him, I recognized who it was.

‘Aran Paradel, High Master of the South and Duke Kal-El’s right hand man.’

Harang swallowed his saliva. Is this what it feels like to make eye contact with a nine-star knight?

Nodding his head, Aran led the way with an unknown smile.

At the center of the White Night Castle was a tall clock tower, lined with endless spiral staircases. We live in a world where elevators exist, so I don’t know why we’re aiming for such a classic.

After climbing the stairs for a while, I felt like my thighs were full and I was slightly out of breath, but it wasn’t noticeable.

‘Here, the throne room of the White Night Castle… … .’

Arriving at the top of the tower, Harang felt nervous again.

Calambrinho’s palace symbolized splendid power, but Baekcheonseok, on the other hand, symbolized the strength of dull, heavy steel. As he stepped in front of the throne room, which was all bright gray and white, the heavy door opened by itself and he appeared.

Hehehe… … !

A strong wind seeped in through the iron door, and the intimidating feeling that made his legs tremble weighed down on him.

The throne room at the top of the White Night Castle clock tower was wide open without a single window.

Because the ceiling was supported by several pillars, the dark clouds in the sky were clearly visible.

Rumbling… … !!

When Duke Kal-El stood up, a blue light similar to thunder burst out.

Flash!

As Kal-El approached slowly, with his back to the thunderstorm, Harang mustered all his strength and raised his head.

Duke Kal-El smiles for some reason.

“My youngest grandchild. “I’m going to give you a little test.”

“… … yes.”

“Chop me up.”

“… … !”

For a moment, I almost doubted his words, but there was no way the Heavenly Sword Constellation would make a joke out of nowhere.

If you ask or question one more time here, your qualifications will be questioned. Harang stood up with difficulty, took out her real sword, and pointed it at him.

“Ugh… … !”

Even aiming a sword is not easy.

My arms are shaking.

Even as his heart pounded and his teeth chattered, Harang tried his best to glare at Duke Kal-El.

Just revealing even the slightest murderous intent to him fills me with fear. Like a herbivore standing in front of a huge beast, even breathing felt burdensome.

This is Duke Kal-El’s test.

‘You’re greater than I thought, Master.’

Aran, who was watching the scene from behind, was briefly impressed. The moment a transcendental who dares to reach the level of 10 stars reveals his murderous intent, he is immediately seized with a corresponding sense of fear.

In other words, the fact that Harang is now so frightened that his whole body trembles means that he has that much courage.

‘That’s enough… … .’

At that moment.

Suddenly.

“Wow, big… … !!”

Harang grabbed his neck and fell down. Her eyes were wide open, drool was leaking out, and she was coughing continuously as if it was painful to even breathe properly.

Watching my youngest grandchild struggle in pain.

Duke Kal-El was smiling with satisfaction, with a face full of joy!

“Cough, croak…” … Sorry, sorry… do… … .”

Duke Kal-El, who had been patiently waiting for Harang’s coughing to subside, opened his mouth when he struggled to get into position.

“My youngest grandchild. “You died once.”

“… … I felt it. “My neck is separated and flying away.”

Aran looked at Harang with a shocked expression.

With only the mental power of a 2-star young boy… … Is it really possible to harbor such murderous intent as to feel the sensation of being murdered by Duke Kal-El?

‘How, like that…’ … !’

Even Aran was afraid of daring to reveal his killing intent to Kal-El, so he had to risk his all and unleash his energy. However, a two-star swordsman showed such murderous intent that he beheaded the Duke of Kal-El… … .

Even the feeling of your throat being cut is not at all false. I must have truly felt ‘death’ as my head was taken away. It must have been such a terrible experience that an ordinary child, or even a fairly skilled knight, would wet his pants and faint, but Harang persevered.

‘How great a mental power do you have?’

While Aran was shocked, Duke Kal-El asked a question.

“What did you feel through the recent death?”

“… … .”

Harang thought for a moment, then lifted the sword he had been holding tightly without dropping it.

Then, I closed my eyes tightly and slowly increased my concentration.

So, a long time passed.

fluttering… !

The hem of Harang’s clothes fluttered slightly. But that’s it.

“… … sorry. “I am not skilled enough to express everything I feel, so this is my limit.”

“under!”

Duke Kal-El burst into laughter, revealing his pure white teeth. The entire throne room boomed! It rang and the ceiling vibrated.

“At best? No, you have accurately understood and mastered the techniques of the ‘Heavenly Sword’.”

“Heavenly Sword… … .”

The Heavenly Blade is not something like the Caladern family’s arcane seasons or mystical rites.

A sword that reaches the sky, or a sword that extends to the sky. The ultimate wisdom created by Duke Kal-El when he reached the 10th star and gained enlightenment beyond his limitations.

I thought I would only teach it to my successor.

Several decades later.

No one, any one. There was no blood relative who understood and accepted Duke Kal-El’s idea of ​​the sword’s magic.

however… … Finally today.

A blood relative who understands the ‘Heavenly Sword’ that Duke Kal-El did not wish for has appeared.

He said with a smile as if he was satisfied for the first time in a while and passed by Harang.

“That is my first lesson to you. Make sure to continue to polish it sufficiently in the future. “Aran, let’s go.”

“We will leave the warp gate empty.”

Sigh… … Coo!

Even after Duke Kal-El left under the care of Aran, Harang remained for a long time.

‘… … see.’

With an expression full of joy.

I thought of the sword that Kal-El had just seen and that I had recreated.

* * *

The night was deep.

Harang couldn’t sleep and came out to Delark Hall and the training hall early in the morning.

Before I knew it, the full moon was hanging in the sky.

‘It’s already been three years since I stayed here…’ … .’

Harang took out the ‘main quest’ that suddenly came to mind.

The mysterious goal given to me when I first came to my senses in this world was to find a ‘fragment of starlight.’

I’ve only been training for a few years, but I

3 years in the White Night Castle. If it’s short, it’s short, if it’s long, it’s long. Harang knew that his life here had not been in vain.

It was a meaningful place just because he was able to constantly duel against talented prospects who were older than him.

It was enough time to find out what it felt like to be a ‘swordsman’ in this world.

At first, I exchanged swords with a senior trainee, just as I do with players in virtual reality games, and got hit hard.

The players in the game were ultimately human beings with ordinary physical abilities, so their reaction speed and judgment could not exceed human limits, but the warriors who had trained their mana were able to compensate for these to some extent.

Harang’s attacks were almost ineffective against the senior trainee who had the same, or perhaps even faster, reaction speed, and most of the simulations, which were his specialty, also failed.

It came as a refreshing shock to Harang.

‘I’m somewhat used to it now.’

The past three years could be said to have been a process of changing the habits Harang developed during the ten years of his previous life in order to deal with the superhumans of the Astera continent.

As he was able to simulate the movements of beings with mana, he gained even deeper insight.

‘What would have happened if Kyle had 3-star skills and the same judgment as me?’

Harang strengthened himself by constantly repeating the games he won.

‘Kyle was stronger than me and had a higher level of swordsmanship, but his judgment and strategy were poor. If those abilities were equal to mine… … .’

In my head, I imagine Kyle having the same level of judgment as me.

The result was a narrow victory.

Since he was a Harang with a silver heart and divine protection, he was able to make up for his abilities to some extent even if his swordsmanship achievement level was slightly low, but as expected, it was difficult to withstand the difference in sword skills that came with the ability level of a 3-star.

‘In the future, I will meet someone who is stronger than me and has better judgment.’

We will never be able to win with luck, trickery, and sleight of hand like we do now.

‘True swordsmanship, yes. You must realize what the Heavenly Sword is.’

I haven’t even figured it out yet. If Harang was an ‘ordinary swordsman’, it may have taken him several years to learn the doctrine of the Heavenly Sword.

‘But, I am different.’

Harang, who was quietly meditating in an empty personal training room, slowly raised his mana.

After concentrating for a long time, sweating profusely and gathering energy, Harang stretched out his left hand into the air.

“… … “Thunderbolt.”

Puzzle!! Harang’s left hand began to flash with lightning.

It was no ordinary blue thunderbolt.

Black sparks fly, white flames… … A thunderbolt of color that cannot be seen anywhere else.

‘Yongeon, the sound of thunder.’

This black-and-white thunderbolt, which pierces and destroys the target as long as the user’s magical power allows, may at first seem to be an incredibly powerful force when you only see its effect.

However, the moment this lightning leaves Harang’s body, it goes out immediately. In other words, in order to support an opponent, you must be in physical contact… … Would that be feasible in practice?

Until now, I had no idea how to use dragon language, but I was finally able to learn it after acquiring ‘Five Ways, Doctrine of the Dragon Sword’ as a quest reward some time ago.

When I placed my left hand on the true sword and stroked it, the lightning struck me and the black and white sword energy burned.

‘Magic that can be used in combination with swordsmanship. That is the essence of dragon language magic and the doctrine of dragon swordsmanship that the warrior Caladern left me.’

I stood up, drew my sword, and imagined an imaginary enemy before my eyes.

‘And, it is the doctrine of Heavenly Sword.’

The target that came to mind was a 3-star trainee prosecutor.

Judgment… … Same level as yourself.

Harang slowly lowered his posture and held out his sword to the opponent.

It was a stance unique to Kaladan’s sword technique, but it was strangely different. A unique posture that not even any descendant of Kaladun could have imagined unfolded from Harang!

[Caladun Oui, Dragon Sword 1 set]

The stance is the same as that of the non-folding sword, but the essence contained within it is completely different.

[Non-sparking sword]

Grumble! A black and white thunderbolt shot out, split into dozens of branches and struck the imaginary three-star swordsman in an instant.

What is a non-contact sword?

Doesn’t that mean cutting down quickly and quickly like a butterfly?

However, until now, no one has been able to say that they have perfectly realized the phenomenon of a butterfly spreading its wings and reproduced the sword technique.

‘Spread your wings.’

It looked as if a black and white butterfly appeared from the tip of the sword and flapped its wings. The flapping of wings at the tip of Harang’s sword was not just spectacular.

As he took a light step forward, his figure disappeared in an instant, and a figure appeared more than 10 steps forward.

Right after.

‘… … ‘Stab.’

Harang’s sting struck like a thunderbolt.

Quack… !!

A huge hole opened in the wall of the training room, and the lightning from the stab leaked out, but his chain did not stop yet.

Up to this point, I had simply learned and followed the five directions laid out by the warrior Kaladan, and had no intention of being satisfied!

Harang’s silver eyes flashed, and right after the stabbing, he swelled his arm muscles, gritted his teeth, and thrust his sword towards the sky with all his might.

Imagine, the Heavenly Sword.

My sword that pierces even the sky.

‘Cut it up.’

Immediately after, lightning explodes into the sky.

[Emergency]

Kwakwakwang-!!

Harang, who had completely eliminated his imaginary opponent and even destroyed the walls and ceiling of his personal training room, collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily.

‘It’s heavy…’ … !’

It was so heavy that even the strength of the black and white thunderbolt could not be handled. It felt as if the weight of a thousand pounds was trampling on the sword.

However, the effect was certain as it withstood the weight.

“ha ha ha… … “I did it.”

The walls of the personal training room were completely removed, a new door was created, and even the ceiling was made to allow for better air circulation!

This was by no means a level of inaction that a two-star prosecutor could engage in.

“Cough!”

Of course, in return, all of the magical power that had been completely filled was sucked away and it ran out.

“under… … Now I understand. “How to use Yonggeon magic.”

After calming his pounding heart, Harang stood up with his legs shaking, and engineers and instructors came rushing into the personal training room.

“W-what’s going on?!”

“Semi-folded halang? No, this… .”

“What on earth have you done?”

“… … .”

Harang, who could not reveal his words, had to make excuses for a long time, saying that he was practicing a new sword technique.