Sword Master Who Leapt Through Time - Chapter 40



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A work of art.

The flag of the Storm King fluttering over the city of Kashish.

That’s a real work of art.

‘The Storm King’s army can’t have come this far already.’

In the first place, it was physically impossible to advance that fast.

Even if they did, the light warriors would have said something.

So, that’s the work of the vampire Ceceres.

There isn’t a single one of the Gale King’s troops. They probably just brought the flags.

Expect me to be scared.

Calceric looked at me.

“Captain. I understand your feelings, but we must retreat for now. I don’t know what the circumstances are, but the flag of the Storm King is hanging there. If we attack there, it will be war.”

He whispered so that only I could hear.

“The morale of the soldiers is at a low right now. There is no warrior who wants to fight the army of the Five Kings.”

war?

fraud?

So, just with that one flag?

It wasn’t even funny.

No matter what anyone says.

‘The city of Kashish is mine.’

Since the time when the Blood Count Dulkashu was killed and Kash was subjugated to Kushan.

This was mine.

Is that all?

Sea had been staying up all night to come up with the plan for the three wars, and if she was to break even the first shovel, she absolutely needed Kash.

A city like that… … You’re going to swallow it up with just a piece of cloth like that, without shedding a single drop of blood?

“Calceric.”

“yes.”

“Take command of the unit. Wait until the gate opens and come in to subdue them.”

“yes?”

“I. I will take that bastard Ceceres’s balls. I will open the gate.”

“Hey, captain!”

It wasn’t originally intended to be like this.

Since I couldn’t even do special training, I decided to try out siege tactics for real this time.

But the fluttering flag fanned my anger.

What did Katrina say?

They say that a king is someone who weaves and guides the dreams of his subjects, right?

That day, although no one said anything directly, it was as if everyone had revealed their dreams.

Three war plans.

To overthrow the empire and rebuild the eternal kingdom of Banroa.

That’s our dream.

I am willing to lead that dream.

“It won’t take long.”

Thud, thud.

I went out to the outer wall of Kashish city alone.

Calceric tried to stop me, then stopped and touched my forehead.

As they watched my back getting further and further away, the soldiers’ agitation grew louder.

“Everyone, be quiet! Stand by until further notice!”

The sound of Calceric chasing his soldiers was heard.

and,

“Stop! This place, Kash, is already the territory of the Storm King! Can’t you see the flag here? Any further approach will be considered hostility against the Storm King!”

External voice.

So, from atop the log wall, one of the commanders shouted:

Be full of energy.

With the fame of the Storm King, I seem to look insignificant.

Cheekily.

Kuuung!

I pressed down on the ground and jumped forward.

Due to the magic of the sword, the wind blocking the way splits left and right on its own, the body becomes light, and the ankles that kick the ground become as elastic as steel.

Kuung!

A 5-meter high fence can be climbed in one step.

There were some great soldiers who hurriedly shot arrows, but they all fell behind me.

Through the dust I had brought, I could see the enemy soldiers with their eyes wide open.

Crunch!

I kept my gaze fixed on the enemy soldiers and swung my sword to the side, cutting down the Gale King’s flagpole.

And asked.

“flag?”

“That… that… that… .”

The commander who had been shouting so proudly until just a moment ago couldn’t avoid my gaze and collapsed.

He growled as he looked down at him, peeing heavily.

“Wait. I’ll come back with Ceceres’ head.”

Boom!

He ran over the fence again.

“Stop!”

As I crossed the wide outer area by just stepping on the roofs of the buildings, I soon reached the inner castle.

The internal response was definitely better than the external response.

It seems like all the real warriors are deployed here.

“Archers!”

Kiriririk!

Dozens of arrows were aimed at me.

I glanced down.

An evening with a sunset.

The streets are filled with people finishing their day’s work and returning home.

You want to shoot an arrow at this place?

Anyway, those Roverland guys.

“Shoot!”

Wheaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Arrows pouring down through the air.

Maybe it was because they had been watching my charge from afar, or maybe it was because the archers were more elite, but unlike before, their accuracy was quite high.

Rather, it turned out well.

Saga, saga, saga!

A sword that extends all the way out.

Countless threads blooming at the end.

Each one of them followed a precise trajectory, cutting off only the arrowhead.

Phew!

In the ensuing wind pressure, the severed arrowheads and shafts spun around and scattered in all directions.

“Wh, what!”

It will seem like magic to them.

Auror threads are certainly powerful weapons, but you’ve probably never seen anyone who can precisely control each of the dozens of auror threads.

Even I, who was called a genius, didn’t have it this easy before.

But when I learned the ancient swordsmanship, I could handle the aurora as if it were a sword.

The synergy between ancient swordsmanship and modern auror swordsmanship is honestly fraudulent.

“membrane……!”

thud!

I landed right in front of the commander.

On top of the inner wall built with solid rock over 10 meters high.

At that moment, five or six elite warriors rushed to stop me with their weapons drawn,

Phew!

Blood flowed rapidly.

It’s no different.

I just used the same technique I used on arrows on people.

Five or six corpses, their heads and torsos separated, were caught in the sword wind that belatedly swept over and fell backwards.

The blood that was flying in all directions did not splash even a single drop on me, but just sprinkled moistly over my inner self.

“monster……!”

I heard that kind of thing when I was twenty.

bang!!

This time, I kicked my inner strength and ran.

The destination is Yeongju Castle.

My advance will be faster than that of a messenger on horseback.

Ceceres will welcome me without even hearing that I am coming.

“Stop it!”

“You idiot! You think you can break through here alone?!”

“I’ve been waiting for you!”

“This is your grave!”

What is this?

A bustling area within the city.

As I ran across the roofs there, experts popped out from all directions.

Wedge!

Each flying arrow gave off a colorful aura.

A sniper shot fired by warriors who have reached expert level.

There,

“This is a combined battle! The enemy is the Sword Master! If we just land one of our best blows, we will win!”

A series of battles.

This is a tactic often used by experts when charging at a Sword Master-level strongman.

Since it is based on a situation where both sides face each other and rush towards each other, experts only have one opportunity to attack.

The key to a barrage of attacks was to pour all your strength into one attack, and to let those attacks flow like a torrent without a moment’s pause.

It is a common saying in this world that even the most skilled sword masters will have a hard time salvaging a single piece of meat if they are caught in a proper combo attack by over 100 experts.

however,

Because I’m not a typical sword master.

“I will write well.”

bang!

I jumped up, stepping on the arrow flying towards me with my toes.

Higher, faster.

This kind of trick was possible because the sword made the body light and allowed the center of gravity to be freely shifted.

Thanks to that, the experts who were running towards me passed me by in vain. I fired my Aura Shot towards the line.

“Eww!”

They didn’t just sit back and do nothing either. They hurriedly turned to me and each brandished their Aura Swords to defend themselves.

Auras colliding in the air create a powerful storm,

“I’ll use this well too.”

Paaaaang!

I took the storm on my back and accelerated once more.

At my feet, experts who were unable to completely block the aura fell like insects with their wings cut off.

“Uh, crazy… … ”

The rest of the experts couldn’t keep up with my speed, which had accelerated twice, and could only stare blankly up at me as I moved away.

thud!

So I arrived in front of Yeongju Castle in one breath.

He sliced ​​through the tightly shut steel door with his aura blade, and climbed the stairs, slashing and killing every warrior blocking his way.

‘I really miss this place.’

I know it well.

Where in this castle is the lord’s office?

Even when I killed Count Deulkashu, I climbed the stairs like this.

“You again?”

I looked at the warriors blocking the stairs and laughed in vain.

“Kururur-!”

Both eyes turn red, and white foam rises from the corners of the mouth,

Berserkers with beast-like appearance.

The Berserkers of Cape Berserk usually lead independent lives, but not all of them.

The clans known as traitors and cowards either surrendered to the power of the city or, intoxicated by the pleasures it offered, settled down and lived in the arms of those in power.

During the time of Count Deulkashu, these were the most difficult barriers.

The Berserkers, even the common warriors, not just the elite warriors, showed physical abilities that surpassed those of humans. They even had the ferocity to crawl back and bite their limbs even when they were cut off.

At that time, my brothers, uncles, and I expended a lot of energy trying to get through these guys.

Those mad warriors block my path again.

They gathered like clouds on the stairs.

“Okay. Let’s fight.”

“Kuaaaah!”

As if my words were a signal, the berserkers poured down the stairs.

The expression ‘pouring’ is accurate.

Because countless numbers of them rushed at each other like beasts, crushing each other.

This is the scary thing about the light warrior.

Fearless.

Without even knowing the pain.

It was difficult to cut precisely when they came down in such a rush.

Even if you swing it hard and cut it, if the surviving berserker mixed in among the falling corpses swings his axe, bites with his teeth, and clings with his arms outstretched, it becomes a tiresome melee.

In the past, I had a hard time getting through this hell.

‘This time it’ll be different.’

Instead of looking at the pouring light warriors as a whole, I looked at them individually.

I found the shortest path connecting their vital points.

Woof- Woof-

The information the sword tells you. The path the sword wants to take. When you listen to it, exquisite gaps that you had not seen before are clearly revealed.

Squeeze your body in between them.

Become a gust of wind,

Like pulling a thread,

Like kneading clay.

Let the sword dance to its heart’s content.

Pok! Pok!

Crunch! Crunch!

Like a fish swimming up a waterfall, the blade leaps and falls without stopping for even a moment.

Cut, stab, and push the berserkers with short, long, pulling, and pushing strokes, any motion a sword can make.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Slurp… … .

Kkudang tang tang!

The berserkers fall down like dolls, hitting their heads on the walls and stairs and rolling down.

I stand in between.

He climbs the stairs without stopping, step by step, while perfectly controlling the flow of light warriors pouring down like a waterfall.

Chitter chitter.

Every footstep made a sound in the blood.

But not a single drop splashed on me.

There is that much room left.

Avoid the pouring blood,

Enough power to occasionally pour out auras and blow away drops of blood.

How many people have been killed like that?

Talking shit-

Knock knock knock-

At some point,

The light warriors no longer rushed forward.

He opened his reddened eyes gently and looked at me.

‘This is amazing.’

It is said that the original realm of madness allows the berserkers to turn their madness on and off at will, but I did not expect this development.

Damn it.

Urrrr.

As I took one step, all those berserkers retreated.

With a cold sweat.

therefore,

They also realized it.

That we are no match for each other.

He was terrified at the sight of me slaughtering so many warriors without even shedding a single drop of blood.

Berserkers who are crazy about fighting.

Thud thud thud thud.

I put my sword down and just walked up.

Woof woof!

The warriors who had stepped back bumped into each other and left no room, so they pressed their bodies close to the sides of the stairs.

A path opened up following my footsteps.

I just walked past the trembling berserkers.

And then there was nothing special.

Expert top-tier or upper-tier warriors who block the way until the end.

He fed the blade to his heart, throat, and mouth.

Bam!

Finally arrived at the office.

I threw the door wide open.

‘Here it is.’

Cáceres was sitting on the sofa in the center of his office, drinking tea.

‘Do you want some tea?’

I would have been too fast to run away.

So I guess you just want to pretend to be relaxed.

“Oh, you’re here?”

He saw me and greeted me friendly.

“Honestly, I’m really surprised. Are you always this reckless? I think you used to be more cautious.”

Actually, it’s still like that now.

It’s just that now it’s much stronger than then,

I just had a dream that I had to achieve even if it meant risking my life.

So I won’t get caught up in your tricks any more.

“Well, anyway, sit down. Let’s have some tea.”

Cáceres extended his hand and offered me a seat. He was relaxed the whole time.

“Even if you go, wouldn’t it be okay to have a cup of tea?”

To that vampire who shows a charming, snickering smile,

Crunch-

I gave Banroa the white blade as a gift.

Thud- Degururur… … .

A rolling head. A burning corpse.

“Sorry. I’m the type of person who just kills people before I know it.”

The tea on the table in front of the sofa was kicked over.

Instead, I found a bottle of water in a corner of the room and drank it in gulps.

Zzurrur-

The cool energy of water spreads throughout my body.

This taste makes my flesh tremble.

I feel a little better now.