I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 431



431 – Disaster #3

431 – Disaster #3

Nike was out of her mind.

Two men holding swords either blow each other away or clash swords and become entangled.

Even though I wanted to take advantage of the situation and help Viktor, I couldn’t see anything that could be called a ‘gak’.

“Victor! Get away for a moment! “I will help you right away!”

Nike loaded the piercing ash spear Gungnir.

All you have to do is throw this and it’s over, but the person called ‘Disaster’ rarely gave Nike the angle of attack.

《Gungnir》 held in Nike’s hand only becomes insignificant, thinking that if he is careful, he might hit Viktor, who is entangled in disaster.

The situation was the same for Victoricana Enio.

There is a high chance that Viktor will be caught up in the attack as well.

“It looks like this opponent is used to melee.”

Enio spoke lightly but seriously assessed the situation.

The man called ‘Calamity’ seemed more familiar with war than combat.

Quite a bit of experience stands out when it comes to resolving many-to-one situations.

Tsk, tsk, tsk-!

It wasn’t just the experience that stood out.

There was no skill or style in the attack aimed at Victor, but the power was overwhelming violence itself.

Rather than the sound of swords clashing with each other, the air vibrates as if it were the huge iron pillars of a temple clashing against each other, creating a crackling sound.

“Strong.”

Victor gave a brief evaluation.

“But the movements are too monotonous. “At this point, he can’t be called a swordsman; he simply swings his sword with superhuman physical abilities.”

Exchange the sum a few times.

At first, Victor seemed to be struggling unilaterally against the powerful force of the disaster, but now he was slowly regaining his composure.

‘Was your experience with Beowulf helpful?’

What comes to Victorica’s mind is the slaughter between Beowulf and Victor.

While receiving attacks from Beowulf, a strong man with overwhelming strength, Victor also accumulated slashes on the body of Beowulf, a hero.

A similar scene was unfolding even now.

Viktor trades hands and cuts off the man’s arms or legs with an invisible sword.

Although none of them were fatal injuries.

The damage must be accumulating sufficiently.

Victor has the advantage.

Even Victorica, who was not well versed in swordsmanship, saw it that way.

‘But what is it? What is this anxiety?’

Anxiety rose within Victorica.

Instinct makes Victorica anxious, as if she shouldn’t believe what she sees.

“I think it would be best to end this battle as quickly as possible.”

It seems that Enio and Nike thought the same thing.

“Victor! Just stay away! “If you get too close, you’ll get caught up in my void magic!”

“I also want to write ‘Binding Roots’! Like Enio said, why don’t you move away a little bit!”

Enio and Nike also thought that this battle should be ended quickly and tried to support Victor.

However, every time he aimed his magic, the swordsman with the name of disaster met Victor and his sword as if it were natural, creating a spark.

Twaeeeeeong-!!!

Gagagagagagak-!!!

Paaang-!

It was then.

The bodies of Victor and Disaster are about 10 meters away from each other.

“Is it now? Well done, Victor!”

It was when Victorica created a fireball in her hand, thinking it was time to use arc magic.

Victor shouted.

“I didn’t spread the distance! That guy fell off by himself! Avoid everyone!”

There was not enough time to explain.

However, in this world of entertainment, the fact that the opponent widened the distance first resulted in two cases.

One escape.

It is natural to increase distance in order to escape.

Second, it was the use of great technology.

It was almost a rule to widen the distance and use large techniques when there was a moment of leisure.

Clap-.

The swordsman of disaster guided his iron club-like sword into the old scabbard on his belt.

Leading posture shown after lowering the head and waist.

As I was feeling a sense of déjà vu from that strange posture, Nike shouted.

“The piercing spear of ash, Gungnir!”

The thorn harpoon flies while being fired.

At the same time, the swordsman of disaster opened his mouth in a voice that sounded like scratching rusty iron.

“Cutting time.”

Chamaaa-!

A huge sword extending from the foot sword.

It passes by about 30cm above Victorica and Enio’s heads.

From noble mtl dot come

Sereung, gooo-.

The walls of this 36-story labyrinth are cut down and shattered.

It was fortunate that Nike’s Gungnir greatly distorted the trajectory drawn by the prosecutor. If we hadn’t done that, that terrifying sword energy would have grazed Victorica, Enio, and Nike’s necks.

“… “This is the anxiety I felt earlier.”

Victorica touched her own neck and frowned.

A swordsman of disaster who was holding down Victor with just his strong physical ability.

The reason he was making such crude attacks that could not be called swordsmanship was not because he did not know any techniques.

He probably thought there was no need for it.

“Yeonhwan Island.”

Kang, Kang-!

“Asura six rounds.”

“Shit. Wasn’t it Diarmid’s technique?”

However, the swordsman of disaster began to clash with Viktor again and began to push him using a variety of techniques.

Moreover, wasn’t it Arclight’s sword technique ‘Time Slash’ earlier?

As far as Victorica knew, it was called the Five Swords, and it must have been a technique that was completely forbidden to mention to people outside the family.

‘What is it?’

It was when Victoria was frowning.

Nike, who had the most keen sense among the group, said something.

“But, looking at it like this, doesn’t it look similar? Viktor and that disaster. The atmosphere, or should I say feeling, is very similar. It seems like the magical power I have is very low.”

“What kind of nonsense are you saying in this situation?”

Victorica scolded Nike.

But now I see that Nike’s judgment she made some sense

Humans had their own internal magic.

Magicians like Victorica and Enio were able to distinguish or identify people using this. Because magic marks were not left at the crime scenes of wizards for no reason.

In that sense, Victor’s magical power was special.

It is so special that it is unrivaled in that it has extremely low magical power.

Even though the magic power level has been slightly increased recently, the fact that the magic power reserves are small compared to the level that has been reached remains the same.

Originally, for a swordsman as strong as Victor, his basic magic power and MP his should have been well over 30 to 50.

However, Victor’s magical power is about 10 at most.

I could barely use the most basic magic, “Light,” Once.

Victorica was thinking that there could not be two people in the world who are as talented as Victor.

The old robed swordsman who was clashing with Viktor also seemed to have less than 20 magical powers.

You can use all kinds of techniques with such great power, but your magic power is like a handful of sand.

“Is Viktor from another world?”

Victorica came up with her hypothesis.

As long as there is a Victorica from another episode, there will also be a guy called ‘Victor’ from another episode.

Enio shook his head when he thought that the identity of that disaster might be another Victor.

“It’s impossible. According to what Victor said, all of Victor in the other episodes were said to have died.”

That was it.

* * *

The back of my neck tingled.

It probably means that some big technology is coming.

“Bounce.”

I decided to raise my sword to block the attack.

Kaaang-!

Type 1 Light Slash is flying.

After that, the same “Yanwan Island” Used by Diarmid also flew twice in succession.

Kaaang, kaaang-!

The two impacts pushed me back about 30cm.

It’s heavier than you think.

This is definitely not a guy you can deal with alone.

This disaster thing is definitely a raid monster that will probably take 4 people to catch.

However, Nike, Enio, and Victorica were full of hesitation in attacking this guy.

They’re probably worried about me getting caught up.

Their attack power is now higher than I imagined, so if I get caught up in it, my life will be in danger.

“What is it?”

I became interested in the person in front of me.

A prosecutor who uses technology similar to mine.

I wonder if he might be Victor from a future where something went wrong.

In fact, his movements, technique usage, and physique were very similar to mine.

But I quickly gave up that thought.

It was because the man took out something long and thick from his waistband.

“What—.”

Tang tang tang tang tang tang-!

It felt hot as if a fireball had touched my shoulder, along with the acrid smell of gunpowder.

Because I couldn’t block all the bullets that came my way, I got hit by one.

“A musket?”

Are you saying it wasn’t just a prosecutor?

While I was momentarily confused, the man scratched the floor with a knife.

Drurr, chuaaak-!

Dust and debris from the marble floor breaking reach my eyes.

“Ugh.”

It was an extremely cowardly act.

Do you do anything to win?

Now that I think about it, I felt a sense of déjà vu from earlier.

This is not just a battle, but a slaughter war.

No, it’s more than that, it’s like a struggle for survival.

Rather than fighting with humans, it feels like a fight against an animal to kill and eat each other.

In the fight I had with Orca not long ago, there was still a certain ‘format’.

It’s not here now.

“That’s how it will come out.”

I forced my dusty eyes open.

After that, he grabbed Arondite tightly and shouted.

“Ayu, cutting a knot.”

An indestructible sword with no need to worry about durability depletion.

Let’s unleash its power to its fullest potential.

My blow that cut Beowulf in half and killed him.

That leads to disaster.

“… !!!”

Sigh-!

It seems that the mighty swordsman of disaster was also unable to react this time.

Knot cutting with the fastest attack and greatest effect.

It hits the man’s body and causes blood to splatter.

Sigh-!

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

A fatal wound no matter who looks at it.

But I couldn’t help but frown.

It must have been a skill that did at least 500 damage or more?

I thought it would fall in one hit, but it’s stronger than I thought.

Slurp-.

Whisk.

At that time, the old hood that was on the man’s head was torn off in the aftermath of my attack and flew around like torn school paper. The moment I saw his face revealed like that, I had no choice but to stop my actions for a moment.

“You…”