The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 58
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The soldier shouted save (58)
Lucas, the son of the Black Sword.
I see him smiling while pointing the red sword at me, and I pull out the Azure Dragon Sword and ask a question.
“…Why are you okay?”
A magical sword that steals the user’s mind.
The red sword was clearly in Lucas’ right hand, but he looked fine.
“Well, why is that?”
Lucas looks behind him and answers for him.
“Would you like to tell me why, inspiration?”
The old lawyer speaks in a trembling voice at Lucas’ words.
“Do, Do-ryun… I didn’t bring you the red sword for this reason. I was sure you were going to break the sword with your own hands… … .”
“Yes, that’s right. I said that if I just get rid of the sword, there’s no way to prove that the red sword is a demon sword, so I’ll be free. But…”
Lucas smiles at his lawyer and says:
“I did this for the Red Sword, so I can’t give it up now, can I?”
“Your Majesty… for the sake of the family…”
-Boom!
A red sword pierced the lawyer’s chest without warning.
“Uh, uh uh uh… .”
As the old lawyer’s body tilts to the floor, the bastard crouches on the floor.
-Slurp, slurp.
A strange act of putting blood from the lawyer’s body on a red sword.
At that sight, he raised his sword and quickly kicked the ground.
-Whoosh!
He aims for the bastard’s neck and swings his sword down.
Lucas smiles and waves his arms.
-Ting!
A tremendous force that almost made me drop my sword for a moment.
Lucas, who was facing me with his sword, said with a bright smile.
“I know for sure after crossing swords with you!”
Red mana condensed into the bastard’s sword.
“If I had this sword, even my father, the swordsman, would be no match for me.”
I quickly pulled away my sword and flew away at the ominous sight, but a red trail followed me.
-Shoot!
Deeply dug ceilings and floors along the blade.
“Ugh… .”
Turn your gaze along the pain.
I could see my forearm, where the flesh had been sliced off thinly.
“… … The Saint’s Bracelet. I was able to maintain my sanity thanks to that holy relic.”
Suddenly, I noticed a strangely shaped bracelet that the guy was wearing.
When Dave points out that he has one of the two relics he mentioned in his hand, he laughs and says:
“That’s great. Do you know about the Saint’s Bracelet?”
One of two epic items that strengthen the spirit.
Galtarang said that the ‘Saint’s Bracelet’ was sold at an auction two years ago and is no longer available.
“How many years have you been preparing to obtain the Red Sword?”
A planned task that took a long time to prepare.
At my words, Lucas looks up at the ceiling and smiles.
“Since the time I walked on two feet.”
“…what?”
“I always wanted to kill my father.”
A red sword that cuts down stars.
The magic sword that grants explosive power to the user has a different power when in the hands of a proper swordsman.
-Swish swish swish swish!
A four-hit combo drawn by a red trajectory.
I quickly tried to counterattack by pouring mana into the Azure Dragon Sword.
-Ting!
Every time our swords met, it felt like my hands would give out from the bastard’s powerful strikes.
‘We can’t fight like this.’
Even Dave, who knew nothing about swordsmanship, was threatening when he held the magic sword.
Lucas, the son of the Sword Master, held that magical sword, and just as he said, he gained enough power to cut down the Sword Master.
‘Once in a while.’
Release the mana you have stored in your sword in response to the sword strike of the bastard who doesn’t give you a moment to breathe.
-Whiririririririk!
A blue storm created by the Azure Dragon Sword.
When you hide behind the storm and slowly retreat.
The bastard came running out, cutting down the storm.
“You’re trying to ruin my plans from start to finish and then run away?”
A red sword reached above my head.
“I wonder what on earth he was thinking, open your mind… … .”
He shows off his final move by punching the bastard in the stomach.
“Ignis!”
A number that a test like mine would never have predicted.
My right hand.
As flames burst out from the Red Dragon’s ring, the creature’s eyes widen in surprise.
-Whaaaaaaaaaah!
The red dragon’s flames instantly burned the bastard’s body.
But the bastard didn’t die even though he lost half of his body.
-Purururururuk!
Red mud spurting from the demon sword.
The mud envelopes the creature’s body and forms a red armor.
“Ah… . Ah, ahaha… . Aaaah! This son of a bitch!”
The bastard howls in a voice full of madness.
Eyes full of murderous intent.
You must not let your body regenerate.
Quickly run to the bastard’s upper body and swing your sword at the bastard’s right arm that is holding the magic sword.
-Ting!
As if anticipating my sword strike, red armor was created in layers only on my right arm.
As the armor deflected my sword that was about to cut off its arm, the lower half of its body began to regenerate little by little.
“I will kill you.”
I turn my back on the madman who uses his sword as a cane and raises his body that has not regenerated properly, and head out of the mansion without any regrets.
“Blue flash!! Come here!”
A red trail bursts through the mansion, accompanied by a voice full of anger.
-bang!
The man who cut through the outer wall of the mansion comes out and looks around.
“… … Found it. The blue flash.”
Lucas, who was wary of the flames I was spewing out, was covered in red armor.
When he tried to stab me in the back with a knife as I kicked the floor and headed out of the mansion.
Someone blocked his path.
“In the name of the Knights of the Palace! The sinner Lucas is being punished for murdering a palace guard… .”
“go away.”
A red trail heading towards the thick armor.
-Whoosh!
The red sword cut the knight in two in an instant, but the Imperial Knights did not back down.
“Focus on defense and wait for support!”
Knights who display shields made up of concentrated mana.
‘About 10 minutes?’
He puts his lips on the party ring, predicting the outcome of the Knights and Lucas.
“Lucas came out with a red sword. He came out of the inn with a black cloth and a parchment on it!”
The status window changes to ‘Away from Seat’, meaning that the speaker knows you’re waiting for him before you even finish speaking.
“mister!”
In front of the inn.
Hye-rin, who ran out in one breath, waved the black cloth and parchment I had mentioned.
“What are you going to do? Are you going to fight?”
“No, it’s the palace’s job to subdue him, not ours.”
Don’t try to save everything.
As the mysterious man who ‘saved’ on his own said, we must not confuse our objectives.
‘Lucas is not a problem I have to risk my life to solve.’
The reason I came to Red Hare is to fight.
If only the red sword restoration was finished, there was no need to stay here any longer.
“You go out of the city first. I’ll finish this and then go.”
A black cloth containing a broken red sword.
I tried to get it from Hye-rin, but she didn’t hand me the black cloth.
“If you want to restore and escape, we should go together. There’s a great wizard here who can use teleportation.”
It’s not that I forgot about teleportation.
“Then, I’ll go too.”
The reason he didn’t want to take Hye-rin was because Croa said he would go too.
“Croa, you… … .”
“I’m the same age as Hye-rin. Don’t treat me like a child.”
As if he would never back down, he clings tightly to Hye-rin’s side, and someone smiles while patting Croa’s head.
“Croat, this isn’t something you can go to just because you want to.”
“…What do you mean, my lord?”
“It means that we might be a hindrance rather than a help.”
Croa erupts and raises his voice at Marie Walker’s words.
“If I’m there, no hurt… … .”
Croa looked at me and then let out a noise and fell asleep.
Croa suddenly lowered his head, let go of Hye-rin’s arm, and turned his back.
“… … As you said, my lord, I can’t be of any help. I’m sorry for being so stubborn.”
“See you at Walker.”
He sends a look to Marie asking her to take good care of him, then turns his back on Hye-rin and runs.
“But where are you going to restore it? Grandpa Dave is no longer in this world….”
The greatest blacksmith on the continent who first created the red sword.
There was only one man whose skill was superior to that blacksmith’s.
“Cheonhwajeom. I’m going to the owner there, Park Won-cheol.”
A person from another world with the privilege of ‘creating items’.
A familiar face appeared in front of the Cheonhwajeom that had been destroyed by Dave, who was wielding the magic sword.
“Park Won-cheol, I have a request I want you to do right now.”
“… Blue Flash? You came at a good time. I had a suggestion for you anyway. Come in this way.”
A two-story house located next to Cheonhwajeom.
As soon as he enters the place, Park Won-cheol coughs and speaks.
“Well, I thought about it after seeing you and Lady Walker… … .”
“I’m sorry, but let’s put this conversation aside and take care of this first.”
A black cloth is unrolled in front of Park Won-cheol.
“… … red sword.”
A red sword appeared before Park Won-cheol’s eyes.
He says this, crossing his arms as if he is in trouble.
“It’s a known fact that it’s a demon sword, so it’s a bit much to restore it openly….”
“Don’t you have any eyes to see?”
“But isn’t this a world where there is magic, potions, the Holy Relic of Truth, and no secrets?”
Park Won-cheol is smiling despite his words that he is in trouble.
“What do you want?”
At those words, Park Won-cheol raises his voice as if he had been waiting for it.
“I’m thinking of starting a new business in Walker, and I’d like you to talk to Youngju about it. It looks like we have a special relationship. Don’t you think so?”
“… … I can’t give you a definitive answer without knowing the specifics. However, I can try to make room for it.”
“Then I’ll use the deposit to make a place and restore the red sword. What do you think?”
“Okay. Let’s do that.”
Park Won-cheol, who had a bright smile on his face after the negotiation, began to hum and examine the red sword.
“Let me see… Do you have the recipe for the red sword?”
“I have something written down.”
When I handed over the parchment I had written on, Park Won-cheol turned his gaze into space.
“Ah! Here it is. The crafting method is incorrect, so the success rate is 72%, but if you use additional materials, you can raise it to 100%. It’ll cost 120 gold, so do you want to do it?”
“I can pay you that amount right away.”
“You’re a big shot! Then, the hammer and the materials… .”
Park Won-cheol, who brought a hammer and a rainbow shell from the inner room, suddenly stops his hand that was about to reach into the air.
“I’m just doing it since I know my privilege anyway, but it’s a shame to reveal it somewhere else….”
“Oh, okay, just hurry up and do it!”
Park Won-cheol shrugs his shoulders at Hye-rin’s words and stretches his hands into the air.
-Kang, kang, kang, kang.
Park Won-cheol swings his hammer in the air, and a red sword assembles as it pleases, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing.
-Wheeeheee.
Pieces that come together with a strange sound.
However, Park Won-cheol, who saw the finished product, looked at me with an embarrassed expression.
“So, that was a faulty manufacturing method?”
“……what?”
“I, I made it exactly as you gave me! Really? We’re going to do business together, so how could I gain anything from it by deceiving you… …”
As Park Won-cheol spoke, Marie Walker’s words flashed through my mind.
‘Is the Information Guild not trustworthy?’
The other side of Gerard’s continent that even I don’t understand.
“…Wow, you did it.”
He asks with a small sigh at Hye-rin’s monologue.
“It looks fine on the outside, so what’s the problem?”
Hye-rin answers on my behalf.
“If you restore it using the wrong manufacturing method, its maximum durability will be destroyed. … That means, the sword will break again after just a few swings.”
“… … It doesn’t say how many times, but if you swing it exactly 100 times, it will break.”
He frowns at Park Won-cheol’s words and asks.
“Can’t a sword that’s been broken like that be repaired?”
“Ha, you can do it! It can’t be restored to its original durability, but if you have the right recipe, you can restore it to usable durability!”
How to make it properly.
Where can I get something that I couldn’t even get from the Information Guild?
‘I’ve become a piece of junk.’
The red sword that has become a plaything.
As I was leaving Park Won-cheol’s house with the magic sword wrapped in black cloth, someone’s voice echoed through the Red Sea.
“Walker’s Blue Flash!! Come out to me now! If you don’t come out, I will kill all the people of Red Tide!”
I peeked out from behind the building and saw Lucas screaming loudly.
He looks drenched in blood, as if he has killed all the knights of the Imperial Order.
“… … Should we escape via teleportation now?”
As Hye-rin was asking that question, someone blocked Lucas’ path.
“… … Grandpa Galta?”
The greatest minstrel on the continent.
Lucas laughs as he sees her wielding a cheap sword of unknown origin.
“Who is this? Isn’t this the minstrel who has been causing trouble for our Vermouth family?”
“… … Don’t do something you’ll regret, Son of the Black Sword. You’re making the wrong decisions because of the Demon Sword.”
“Ha, hahahahahahaha! Stop being funny and choose, bard. Either write a song for me, or die here.”
Lucas declares, aiming his red sword.
“You are only allowed two choices.”
Lucas playfully smiles and puts away his sword, as if he thought Galtarang would naturally find a way to survive.
“… How arrogant.”
-widely!
Galtarang runs out with his sword raised.
Lucas looks puzzled as he readjusts his sword at the strange steps that even I miss.
“This old man!”
-Swish swish swish swish!
A four-hit combo drawn with a red trajectory.
However, Galtarang dodged all four attacks with a unique step that deceived his opponent.
“I will finish what I started.”
A gap that allowed me to avoid the final sword strike.
-Whoosh!
Galtarang quickly swung his arm and tried to cut off Lucas’ right arm.
-Ting!
Galtarang’s cheap black red armor bounced off helplessly.
“Oh, no, why does that old man fight so well?”
Swordsmanship that rivals that of a swordsman.
“…I see.”
As if his old body couldn’t support him, he watched Galtarang’s movements becoming dull and he pulled out his Blue Dragon Sword.
“Oh, sir! Where are you going? Are you going to fight?”
“You can’t run away if he mentions Walker’s name.”
Hye-rin didn’t seem to notice, but there were a lot of eyes looking in my direction.
“… … Yes? No, what on earth does that have to do with anything? Surely it’s not because of honor?”
The guy came up with the name Walker’s Blue Flash.
If I run away while people are watching, Walker will suffer great dishonor and Marie Walker’s steps on the golden road will be hindered.
“This is the law of knights on the continent of Gerard.”
As the Commander of the Knights, he could not smear Marie Walker’s face or block her future.
Hye-rin, who is from another world, may not understand.
“Don’t worry. I won’t give up if there’s even the slightest chance of winning.”
He smiles and speaks to Hye-rin, who doesn’t understand what he’s saying.
“If it doesn’t work out, I’ll tell you in the next life.”
With those words, Hye-rin smiled and said, “Ah,” and I ran towards the guy.
“This damn old man!!”
Lucas looks anxious because he can’t kill one of the old bards.
-Ting!
I struck the sword aimed at Galtarang and revealed the bard’s identity.
“Galtarang, are you the red inspector in the story?”
Lucas’ eyes widened at my words.
Galtarang says with a smile.
“Did you know by seeing the swordsmanship?”
“What happened in swordsmanship and archery, and songs.”
He continued speaking, putting the black cloth in his left hand down on the floor.
“The Red Inspector knows everything that only he knows.”
“… As expected, that’s great.”
Galtarang and I exchange glances without making a sound and move our bodies at the same time.
If I aim for the top, Galtarang aims for the bottom.
As I struck the bastard’s sword away, Galtarang quickly rushed in and stabbed the bastard in the stomach.
“Eww! These damn guys!”
But neither Galtarang’s cheap sword nor the Azure Dragon Sword could pierce through his red armor.
“Galtarang, get back!”
-Whiriririririririk!
When you have to think of a way to take him down.
He creates a storm with the Azure Dragon Sword and asks Galtarang for a solution.
“Is there any way to break through that?”
When asked like that, Galtarang shook his head.
“The more blood you absorb from the Red and Black Strongmen, the more powerful you become.”
The red sword of the bastard who absorbed the blood of both the palace guards and the knights.
“… … It will take three days for the effect to wear off.”
Galtarang, panting for breath with his old body, moves his hind legs and lowers his gaze to the floor.
“What’s inside this black cloth? Is it a sword?”
Galtarang, who was about to throw away his cheap sword after seeing the silhouette revealed within the black cloth.
“What’s inside is a restored red sword.”
When I say that, Galtarang opens his eyes wide and smiles in relief.
“… … If you hold the Demon Sword, can you kill me?”
“According to the owner of Cheonhwajeom, the sword was poorly restored and would break if swung exactly 100 times.”
“That’s perfect.”
Galtarangi fishes out the red sword with his instep.
-Slurp.
When the black cloth is grabbed by the handle, the black cloth peels off on its own as if recognizing its owner.
Galtarang holds a red sword in his left hand, not his prosthetic arm.
-Drrrrrrrrr.
Red mud instantly envelops Galtarang’s body.
As I stepped back at that sight, I saw Lucas emerging from the storm.
“… … A red sword?”
Red armor like his own.
As the surprised Lucas stepped back, Galtarang, who had been swallowed by the magic sword, ran out holding a red sword.
-Ting ting ting ting ting ting ting!
A storm of sword strikes that cannot be counted with the eyes.
Lucas struggles to swing his sword with a puzzled look on his face.
“Ugh, ugh!”
But Lucas reached his limit.
As the red color that had been drawing a trajectory jumped over the waves and formed waves, Lucas was unable to block the sword strike and began to allow the attack.
“T, this can’t be happening! Why is it that they’re the same red sword! Why is the strength different!!”
As Lucas backed away, pushed back by the overwhelming swordsmanship, a strange voice echoed from Galtarang’s mouth.
“… … for the greatest honor on the continent.”
Galtarang, swallowed by the demon sword, declares while holding out his red sword.
“… … guard the Red Sea.”
Lucas’ expression, which had been retreating at Galtarang’s words, changed to a resolute one.
“You’re the red inspector in that story? So what?”
Lucas condenses red mana.
-Jiiiiiiiiiiing.
Lucas, who created a red sword that reached up to the sky, speaks with a mocking face.
“The swordsmanship of today is different from the era of old men like you! Get out, old man!”
When Lucas tried to cut off Galtarang’s head vertically,
Red mana burst out from Galtarang’s body.
-Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
Red mana that makes the world seem to turn red.
I couldn’t follow it with my eyes.
The ceaseless sword strikes, swung at incredible speeds, tore through Lucas’ body, creating a red tidal wave.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh… … .”
The red tidal wave subsides and Lucas is seen, barely breathing, his entire body torn apart.
-Whoosh!
As Galtarang cuts off his right arm, the red sword shatters and breaks into pieces.
“… … This is the 100th.”
Did he calculate 100 sword strikes even while swallowed by the demon sword?
Galtarangi looks at me with his face free from the red mud and says:
“… … I promised to be your teacher, but I feel ashamed to have put my own pleasure first.”
He smiles at me and says.
“… … I have no choice but to take responsibility with my soul.”
As soon as Galtarang closes his eyes, countless letters appear.
-The level has increased.
-Your reputation has risen.
– Achieved the challenge, ‘Defeat the Imperial-level swordsman controlled by the Demon Sword’. (Achievement pt+30,000)
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[Found the soul set to ‘Notification’.]
[Check the ‘Church Contribution’.]
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[‘Assist’ is acknowledged.]
[Adds ‘Red Inspector Galtarang’ to ‘Soul Slot 4′.]
[Soul Slot 4 – Red Inspector Galtarang]
*’Red Tidal Wave’ is added to the sword skills you own.