Sword Master Who Leapt Through Time - Chapter 45



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#45 King

Kinalo, once called the city of wizards.

Even though night had fallen, streetlights made of quartzite brightly illuminated the city.

“Move quickly!”

“yes yes!”

Citizens carrying military supplies under the soldiers’ orders.

Normally, it would have been a time to go home and rest comfortably, but today everyone was out on the streets, dripping with sweat.

These were people who were forcibly mobilized as military support troops for the conquest of Kushan.

Crack!

“Don’t come to your senses!”

“Eek! Sorry!”

Citizens continued their harsh labor, shivering from the slaps and kicks from military boots that came immediately upon them if they showed even the slightest indecisiveness.

Kinaloshi is so busy and crazy.

The lord’s bedroom, which overlooked the place, was quiet and peaceful.

“Hmm~ Hmm~”

The Storm King Harun hummed as he lay on the lap of his lover and guardian knight, Brida.

A window brightly lit by moonlight.

The silver-haired warrior, Brida, slowly stroked Harun’s very light golden hair.

Harun, who reached the pinnacle of sword mastery, still had a youthful face at the age of 39 and a boyish, innocent smile.

“Brida, Brida. You know. After conquering Norberg, the next thing is Shomudur (western Roverland). Take Shamalun where Uncle Jafar is, and with that momentum, take over all of Shomudur.”

Harun’s lime green eyes twinkled like stars.

Whenever Brida looked into those eyes, she was reminded of the Milky Way she used to look up at from an alleyway when she was young.

Endlessly distant and thrilling… … .

“Are you that good?”

“Good! I’ve been stuck here, blocked up from above and below, so… … . Ha, I wanted to die every day.”

Harun rolled over Brida’s lap, pinching his own thigh.

“Look, look at this fat thigh.”

Brida laughed.

“No way.”

There isn’t a single bit of fat there.

There are only elastic muscles that are chiseled like a sculpture.

Harun looked up at the sky outside the window while eating the grapes placed next to him.

“Honestly, I want to kiss that guy Lansen on the forehead. It’s all thanks to him, right? The path that opened up before me like this. But why doesn’t he understand my feelings… … .”

“You wanted to welcome me as one of the seven girls?”

“That’s right. It’s the 7th step. When Lansen comes in.”

The Seven Heroes refers to the seven strongest warriors under Harun.

“Then it becomes 8?”

“No, no. Let’s take one out. Seven. That feels just right.”

“Surely… you’re leaving me out?”

“Huh? Haha!”

Harun smiled without answering.

Brida knows that it is positive.

still……

That’s good. You just have to try harder.

Brida gazes gently at Harun’s smiling face.

As if everything was okay. As if they were happy.

“So after we conquer Shomerdur… … where should we go? Should we advance to the center of Roberland? Blanchetir? Soleil?”

“Wherever you go, I will follow you.”

“Okay. Ah… … . But, I still want to end it there.”

“Where?”

“Empire. I want to run around the land of the Empire and have fun!”

Harun looked across the dark field and smiled innocently.

He is a natural cavalry commander.

He was a hedonist who found joy in life by overcoming numerous difficulties.

“I will be the king. Not the empty title of the 5th king of Roverland or anything like that. The real king of Gloryland. I will rule over a territory that will never end no matter how much I run.”

Harun looks far across the fields, and Brida looks at Harun’s face.

It was a close distance where I could lie down with my knees crossed,

Their eyes never met.

* * *

Knight Burson remembers a conversation he had with Lanshen when he was young.

What is a king?

In fact, even though he was a Burson, he didn’t know much about the study of kingship, but he still thought he should teach it.

Lansen was the only remaining member of the royal family in Banroa. He was born with the destiny of becoming an emperor.

But Lansen was always negative.

“What is a king?”

At that moment, a bitter sneer appeared on his face.

“Mr. Burson. Look at our current situation. This is not the time for us to worry about others. We don’t have the time to think about our people, our freedom… We don’t have the time to think about such things right now.”

Burson found that answer really sad.

Because it was so true.

Still, he insisted and said,

After a long time, I called Lansen by his proper title.

“Still, Your Majesty. Your Majesty will eventually become a great king.”

* * *

Finally, this day has come.

I called everyone together.

Sea got up and reported with an even more stern face.

“The King of Storms has gone on an expedition. We must also go on an expedition within today or tomorrow.”

Yes, it’s a mission.

Was it because of the hard work they had put in to prepare? A moderate amount of tension enveloped the audience.

My brothers, Rivera, Calceric, and Uncle Burson.

I looked into their eyes one by one and made a promise.

“Let’s win.”

Let’s win and achieve a better future together.

“Never again will anyone tell us what to do. Never again will we have to endure anything we don’t like.”

The brothers nodded.

On the other hand, Calceric, who did not know much about our past, raised his hand and asked.

“What exactly is it that you don’t like seeing?”

What is it?

It wasn’t anything grand.

really.

“I just don’t like seeing kids cry. I like seeing kids laugh.”

That’s it.

At least in the land I rule,

I want my children to laugh more and cry less.

Well, it may be a daunting goal, but it’s true.

I just said that,

“Well… well. Not a bad goal.”

Calceric nodded with a satisfied face,

“also…….”

Rivera gave me a thumbs up with a meaningful smile,

“Lansen… … .”

Tears welled up on Mr. Burson’s happy face.

That face is just like,

‘What did I tell you? Didn’t I say you would be a great king… … ?’

I felt very uneasy because it seemed like this.

That’s not it.

We just say that because we had a hard time when we were young… … .

I wrapped up the meeting briefly and looked out the window across the terrace.

Citizens were lined up in the large square in front of Yeongju Castle.

Citizens came out carrying various items.

“There are so many people gathered today too.”

Sea spoke from the side.

“Yeah. I really want you to win. After all, our taxes are much cheaper than the Storm King’s.”

The first thing we did after we took control of Kushan City was to reform the tax system.

Overall, it lowered taxes for low-income earners and improved tax administration efficiency.

As a result, the tax rate for low-income earners, which was as high as 40%, was reduced to 10%.

That’s why.

This is why citizens come together every day to voluntarily donate military supplies.

This too,

I felt embarrassed.

‘… … I just did this because I had a lot of money because of the ruins.’

It wasn’t that great.

It was a tax reform in the style of our Banroa Kingdom, not the Roberland style, but I didn’t put much meaning into it.

It was just a measure taken out of goodwill because they had a lot of money.

But when I see them gathering for us like that every day,

What should I say?

I’m grateful too.

I feel ticklish for no reason.

* * *

Two days later,

A border area between Kushan City and Kinalo City.

Our army and the army of the King of the Storm finally met at a place called the Hill of Storms.

Low, gentle hills continue here and there, with fairly wide plains spread out between them.

We stood at a distance from each other on the plain.

Because it was a changing area, everything was ashen.

Amidst such scenery, the sight of the military waving colorful flags stood out even more.

Amidst the growing tension, Harun stepped forward and spoke.

“Hey! Lansen! Are you there?!”

As if calling an old friend.

“Here it is.”

“Come forward willingly,” he said, waving his hand at me.

“It’s nice to see you like this! Hey! You’re handsome. Why on earth did you reject my offer?!”

“Because a dragon can’t get under a dog?”

“What? Hahaha!”

The Wind King, who had been laughing for a long time, swung his spear in the air.

“I’ll cut off exactly half of the subordinates who follow you! Exactly half of the heads. Then we’ll think about it again. Which one is the dragon?”

‘… … .’

Even though I knew it was an obvious provocation, I was still touched.

what?

Cut off your neck?

Who dares… … .

“Harun.”

“Speak!”

“Should we just fight first now? I’m not interested in your subordinates’ necks, I’m only interested in yours.”

“As much as you want! But not now. Half. After you take the lives of half of your men, then I’ll fight you one-on-one as much as you want!”

Splash.

There it is again.

What about half of my men? What are you going to do with them?

In the world,

There is something called a sore spot that must not be touched.

He’s touched it twice already.

“Try it.”

“Good!”

Harun continued to laugh unpleasantly and then raised his hand.

“cavalry!”

“under!”

A gale-force cavalry that roared so loudly that the entire hillside shook.

“charge!”

thud!

Harun’s cavalry struck their breastplates with their palms and charged together.

A massive charge by 3,500 cavalry.

The force of the storm shook my entire field of vision dizzyingly.

but,

“Heavily armed soldiers!”

“under!”

I have 5,000 heavily armed soldiers.

Just like last time when they fought against Lockwoo, the elite warriors formed a wall of shields while the common warriors raised their long spears like hedgehogs.

The only difference from the time of the Demon Slayer expedition was that the elite warriors and experts were all armed with ancient weapons, and the Shinsaldae and Chammadae were disbanded, and the experts were mixed into each unit.

There was tension in the soldiers’ eyes, but no fear.

Because I already had experience blocking the rush of the Rockwoo group several times.

“Back row! Prepare javelins! Archers! Prepare to fire!”

“under!”

The warriors in the rear raised their javelins and the archers pulled their bows with all their might toward the storm cavalry charging in like a wave.

“after…….”

I shook off all my worries with one sigh.

I must not become stiff. Now I must concentrate solely on the battle. I must think only of Harun’s head. Only then… … will everyone be safe.

Now I have no choice but to trust my younger siblings.

* * *

“Hey! Little brother Lansen! Don’t die.”

Salzland laughed as he heard Calceric’s voice coming from behind him.

“Is that what you’re saying, someone who couldn’t break my shield during the entire training?”

“… … Yeah. But I have to do better than I did then. If I don’t, I’ll die. Seriously.”

“I’ll show you exactly.”

Doo doo doo doo doo!

A gale force of cavalry charges before your eyes.

The vanguard was a 500-strong cavalry force.

Behind them are 3,000 lance cavalry.

A wave of horses approaching, shaking the entire field of vision.

Salzlan Juan gripped the ancient shield he had received from Lansen as if squeezing it tightly.

A shield of a hero who protected a city from countless monsters in ancient times.

Like the old owner of this shield,

Again, just like my brother did… … !

‘Block it. Block it!’

To Salzland, Lansen was always a hero.

No matter how strong the opponent is,

No matter how many there are,

As long as he had his younger siblings behind him, the older brother never backed down.

A brother who killed the Blood Count Dulkashu for them and did not put down his sword even after his hands and feet were in that state.

‘Now it’s me… … ! Me too, like my brother… … !’

I trained like crazy.

To follow even Lansen’s footsteps.

And finally today.

I want to be a shield for him.

The pride of Count Juan’s family is to be preserved.

‘Save just one more person. My brother’s… … and our soldiers!’

Salzland stared straight ahead with blue flames in his eyes.

Wedge!

The archers behind them fired black arrows.

The shadow of black arrows covered the gale cavalry.

As thousands of arrows fell simultaneously, people fell from their horses here and there.

But among them, there are warriors who are completely unwavering, as if they don’t care about arrows.

‘Coming!’

A warrior of enormous size, wearing steel armor that covers his entire body, and easily repelling the black clouds that cover the sky.

‘Barkan of Irresistible Force!’

Sword Master.

As I got closer, an increasingly awesome aura emanated from his body.

Despite his cheeks trembling at the momentum, Salzlan held his shield more firmly in place.

‘Just a little more. Just a little more.’

“Throw the spear!!”

Kkuddeuk!

After the rain of arrows comes the baptism of javelins.

It was the same battle doctrine used against Lockwoo.

A feast of thrown weapons that would make even the gale-force cavalry hesitate.

But Balkan was different.

Living up to his nickname, ‘Irresistible’, he did not slow down, but rather increased his speed.

Even the arrows fired by Rivera, who was a top expert, bounced off the armor.

A giant crescent moon pierces the sky. An aura blade causes a storm.

Kwaaaaah-!

Balkan has come right up to our noses.

The storm tossed Salzland’s brown hair.

‘preparation!’

Salzland blasted his aura with all his might.

Woohoo!

He wove an aura with the warriors on both sides.

Aura can be contained in both swords and shields,

If you train enough, you can flow between people.

In this way, the aurora becomes more and more solid.

“Hang in there!”

Calceric shouted from behind.

“That will happen!”

Balkan is a sword master. Salzlan himself is only a high-level expert.

And yet, despite this remarkable difference in level.

Salzland was determined to hold on. No matter what.

That was his vow to himself.