The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - Chapter 90
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Memento Mori, the armament of evil.
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Havel, who had heard about the elements of Memento Mori, scratched his chin.
‘The so-called King of Armaments is suspicious.’
He can put evil into weapons.
‘He’s the one who’s been eating away at me.’
He definitely appeared when Havel wielded the Sword of Stars.
‘Is this why the Sword of Stars, which is also an armament of evil, appeared?’
It’s a pretty reasonable suspicion, don’t you think?
Havel thought about it and grabbed the Sword of Stars.
He had gotten it back by threatening Barutoga.
Then the Sword of Stars wriggled as if craving evil.
It was as if it recognized its master.
It has been several generations of the Tower’s standards.
It was a guy with a pretty good memory.
As Havel breathed evil into it, the Milky Way’s light flowed again.
It was obvious to everyone that it was happy.
“Pyode, Erasia.”
He called out to the two people, and the two who had barely recovered looked at him.
“You two go back and practice evil first.”
The two of their faces turned a little pale.
But neither of them could say anything.
Well, that’s because they knew their own shortcomings.
‘There’s a long way to go.’
Somehow, he ended up using Erasia at full power, following Pyode.
Still, it wasn’t too bad.
Those two could be helpful even in Banpellion.
‘If you put them with Dante, it’ll be a perfect match.’
Havel tapped his chin.
If he had known this would happen, he would have let Dante use evil too.
He didn’t know any better back then.
It was a regrettable story in many ways.
‘I’m still learning, even in this day and age.’
No matter how much you learn about the world, something new always comes up.
Maybe that’s why.
Even though he had become this strong, he still wanted to aim higher.
Havel looked at the two who were bound by Erasia’s light magic.
Merimori and Barutoga.
If he used those guys, he could meet the leader of Memento Mori, the King of Armaments.
“Barutoga, let me ask you one more thing.”
At that moment, Havel decided to ask about something he had forgotten.
When he heard his name, Barutoga raised his head in silence.
He certainly seemed to have lost his will.
“Balia Grayzer, or do you know the guy called Mobius?”
At Habel’s question, Barutoga blinked.
He likes to fight, but he’s not that good at remembering names.
Habel looked at Merimori with an unsurprised expression.
“You.”
As soon as Habel called her, Merimori’s body shook violently.
She was not the type to speak up, and she moved her lips slightly.
But then she parted her lips as if Habel’s gaze was now frightening.
“He’s with, with the main force.”
So he is.
“Status.”
“…He’ll be fine.”
Her answer was a little late, but she didn’t seem to be lying.
It’s probably a bit of a slow procedure.
‘As long as he’s alive.’
Habel stopped caring and turned his head.
He could feel the presence of many people outside the forest.
“Habel-nim!”
Just then, a masked man suddenly appeared in the forest.
It was Owen.
He was one of the three people Merimori had sensed with her doll.
He had been waiting near the forest, watching the situation.
Merimori sighs inwardly.
He’s so strong that I couldn’t even sense his presence.
It would be nice if he were a monster to some extent.
“The Slykes have heard the commotion in the forest and are gathering.”
Owen hurriedly informed Habel.
He probably wanted to hear about Balia’s story, but he hadn’t heard it yet.
First of all, he reports the situation. This guy is something else.
“Yes, I know.”
As it happened, he had some business with the Slykes too.
They said that both the Slykes and the Crow’s Key were needed for this floor.
“I guess I’ll just go and get the key while I’m at it.”
Let’s just take care of everything at once.
* * *
A snake’s head and a human body.
Green scales and bright yellow eyes.
The Slykes gathered in front of the forest roared.
Because there was a huge commotion in the forest where disappearances have been frequent lately.
“It must be a ghost.”
A usually timid warrior said while trembling.
The third captain of the Strike tribe scoffed.
“What nonsense. Ghosts don’t exist.”
He even made the sound of a crow eating grass.
“Get ready everyone. There might be crows hiding.”
Upon hearing those words, the warriors’ eyes were glistened.
They mainly feed on crows.
If there were really crows hiding, today will definitely be a day of hunting.
They were overwhelmed with anticipation.
“This will be a good warm-up before the large-scale invasion soon.”
And so it was the third captain.
As he said, the Strike tribe was aiming to invade the city of Havel.
The third captain, who enjoyed hunting crows in the first place.
Of course, he couldn’t help but look forward to it.
“Follow me.”
He took the lead and began to enter the forest.
Indeed, the forest was dense enough for news of disappearances to spread.
Furthermore, perhaps because of the ghost story earlier, an eerie atmosphere could be felt.
‘Tsk, don’t talk nonsense.’
The third captain clicked his tongue and sharpened his senses.
They will soon reach the place where thecommotion occurred.
Soon after, the captain exited the forest.
“W-what is this?”
He opened his mouth wide at the sight that unfolded before him.
That was because the inside of the forest had been scorched.
Trees were uprooted and in shambles, and the ground was flipped over here and there.
It was a complete mess.
“Magician, check it out!”
The captain couldn’t help but call the magician.
This situation couldn’t be explained without magic.
However, the magician soon shook his head.
“It’s not magic. It seems to have been hit by some sort of physical shock.”
The magician had a grim expression.
Even in his eyes, this sight could have been better if it were magic.
“Try using detection magic.”
Magic created by the Strike tribe.
This magic is also optimized for detecting traces.
The taught magician was about to use magic when—
BANG!
Suddenly, the sorcerer’s body lurched.
As everyone watched the scene, unable to grasp the situation.
A piece of stone rolled out of the sorcerer’s body, whose head had caved in.
The piece of stone was only about the size of a finger joint.
That’s it.
That’s what turned the sorcerer, who always had defensive magic around him, into that state.
Even if the captain swung his sword, the defensive magic would have lasted up to five times.
That one piece of stone had shattered it.
“Damn it, crazy! Defensive formation!”
The captain cursed and raised his sword and aura.
He couldn’t get hit by the piece of stone again.
“It seems the sorcerer is out of the picture.”
At that moment, a voice was heard.
The captain hurriedly turned his head and saw a gray-haired man there.
His hair, which he walked out with through the forest, shone in the sunlight.
Because of that, his gray hair looked slightly silver.
The captain felt a cold feeling when he saw him.
Something, something bad seemed to be happening.
“Gh, ghost!”
The warrior who had been so scared earlier screamed without thinking.
With his snow-white skin and faint light flowing from his eyes.
He really did look like a ghost.
“Ghost my foot.”
The captain gripped his sword tightly and took a deep breath.
Just that made his already large figure look even bigger.
He pointed his sword at Havel in that state.
“Don’t come any closer. Are you the one who caused a commotion in this forest?”
Instead of answering his question, Havel drew his sword.
A milky way-colored light flowed along the pitch-black sword.
It was a sword that gave off an ominous aura.
“Captain, isn’t that the Sword of the Star?”
Then, the warrior who was usually well-versed in the history of the Ravens spoke up.
“Sword of the Star?”
“Isn’t there a legend passed down among the Ravens? A legend that says that when the Ravens are in danger, the Night Beast will appear.”
“Do you guys believe in such legends?”
“I thought it was just a legend, too.”
The warrior looked at Havel with a cowering face.
“But it looks exactly like the one in the legend.”
Silver hair that was almost gray.
Considerable height, handsome face.
In his hand was a black sword with the Milky Way flowing on it.
It was exactly like the Lion of the Night in the legend of the ravens.
“If that’s real, it may have appeared after noticing our invasion.”
“Ha.”
The captain reacted with a chill after hearing the warrior’s words.
At the same time, a green aura flowed out of his sword.
Then, the green aura created a phenomenon of dozens of snakes.
Swish!
The snakes that made a sound dripped down his arm like liquid.
From within those snakes, the captain glared with fierce eyes.
“You keep talking nonsense about ghosts and the Lion of the Night.”
At that moment, the captain’s appearance was blurred.
He appeared behind Havel’s back at some point and brandished a sword as large as Havel’s body.
“If I crush the ghost, you’ll realize reality.”
The snake made of aura open its mouth to bite Havel’s neck.
Cawwwww!
At that moment, a loud noise resounded through the forest.
A strong gust of wind blew, proving that his sword contained considerable power.
However, the sight reflected in his eyes was unbelievable.
The sword he swung with all his might was cracking.
“Ugh, ugh!”
Then, he felt a sharp pain in his arm as if he had struck steel with his bare hand without wrapping it with aura.
It was such a shock that he, who had lived his entire life as a warrior, almost dropped his sword.
Clang, thud!
The teeth of the snakes that had bitten Havel shattered and fell.
They had pierced Havel’s skin, but they hadn’t inflicted even a small wound.
The captain’s eyes narrowed.
“What sorcery is this!”
When he inspired and tried to attack again, it was too late.
Havel grabbed his head and squeezed it as if he was crushing his shoulder.
“Kyaak!”
“You talk too much.”
Listening is also a job.
Havel crushed his shoulder.
The captain screamed as if he was dying.
He had self-healing abilities, but they had their limits.
It would take considerable time to heal a completely crushed shoulder.
The pain he would suffer during that process was entirely his own.
“So.”
Havel kicked the lieutenant away and laughed slowly.
The Stryke warriors stood there with hardened expressions.
“Which one of you have the loosest lips?”
First come, first served.