The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - Chapter 95



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The mayor of Habel City.

Byran Tendarr.

He was anxiously pacing around the city entrance, having heard the urgent news.

The news was none other than Habel appearing in the midst of the invasion.

The war was clearly in Tendarr’s favor.

As the Strike tribe led the charge with their full force.

Tendarr, who was relatively unprepared, was helpless against them.

He thought that the city was on the verge of collapse.

However, the invasion came to an abrupt end after Habel appeared.

He single-handedly repelled the invasion.

He did so by defeating Adoris, the great sorcerer of the Strike tribe.

Habel City was certainly on the verge of collapse.

He resolved it in an instant, like the Lion of the Night in the midst of a triumphant war.

He had received a favor that deserved a lifetime of respect.

Naturally, he could not simply wait as the mayor.

“When will he arrive?”

He spent several minutes anxiously walking around the city entrance.

“Byran, what are you doing there?”

A voice belatedly reached his ears.

At the moment Bryan raised his head, there was Havel standing.

He looked exactly the same as when he had left the village.

If he had only seen this sight, he would have thought that he had come to drink.

“Here, the Sword of the Star.”

Havel tossed the retrieved Sword of the Star to him.

I wonder if he’s handling it too carelessly.

To Havel, the Sword of the Star wasn’t particularly valuable.

To be honest, it just seemed to be a sword that attracted evil.

“And Elacia, give that guy the grimoire you brought.”

“That?”

Elacia replied regretfully.

However, since it wasn’t her own loot, she obediently took it out of her subspace.

“This is a grimoire written by Adoris. Tendarr can use this to train some mages.”

“E-even this.”

Bryan was at a loss for words.

He had already received a great favor, but he was given something even greater.

“Lord Havel, if I receive this much, I will not be able to repay your favor…”

“I didn’t do it expecting anything in return.”

Havel acted as if he didn’t really care.

“Instead, keep passing down the existence of the Lion of the Night. That’s how I can appear.”

To anyone, it was clear that he was acting in expectation of repayment.

Elacia, who knew the truth, looked at Havel.

However, when Havel glared at her, she quickly avoided his gaze.

“Ahem, that’s enough.”

Havel said, taking his gaze off Elacia.

Then, Bryan, who had pondered Havel’s words, made a firm expression.

“We of Tendarr will never forget Lord Havel.”

Bryan is a descendant of Valdaran.

He will keep his word.

Havel believed him and decided to leave.

“There is a key passed down through the Tendarr tribe.”

“Yes, here it is.”

Havel had asked Bryan about the key beforehand.

So when he received the key from him, he noticed that it was a key made on the 73rd floor.

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‘So this is how it continues to be passed down.’

He could definitely feel that the entire hierarchy was being shared.

Havel combined the key of the Slike tribe and the key of Tendarr.

Then, with a bright light, a single golden key was created.

At that moment, I saw Payod and Owen approaching from afar.

They were also leading Barutugava and Marymolly, who were part of Memento Mori.

“Elassia, let’s go up.”

75th floor.

It was finally time to face the main force of Memento Mori.

* * *

75th floor.

Raven’s Kingdom.

Inside an inn of that kingdom.

A black-haired man was sitting on the bed.

His thick beard, which hadn’t been trimmed in a while, and amethyst eyes.

His name was Baria Grayza.

He was a direct descendant of the Grayza family, one of the Five Great Families that mainly distributed information.

He had been confined in this room for quite some time now.

After being captured by Memento Mori when he came to the 75th floor.

He was trapped in a room that had been magically sealed to prevent his escape.

“My level has risen a bit.”

Of course, he had no hobby of being kept like livestock.

Perhaps that was why he trained every day in the confined room.

He had followed Habell to climb the Tower.

He didn’t think he could become as good as him, but he didn’t want to be left behind.

So, he took this opportunity to focus on his training.

Memento Mori had no intention of killing him.

They didn’t want to completely turn their backs on the Five Great Families either.

So, Baria was able to train without worry.

Baria, who had swept his long hair up, raised his head.

‘I came after Lord Habell, but I didn’t expect things to turn out like this.’

Habell, who had entered the 7th stage first.

He was the 7th stage who had followed him.

But for some reason, Habell was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, he had to fight the ravens of Mobius and the 7th stage within Mobius.

He had the elevated floors in such a hectic manner.

This time, Memento Mori, who were called the masters of the Back World, attacked.

Thanks to that, he was separated from Elassia, who had been climbing the Tower with him.

‘I wonder what happened to Mr. Mobius.’

Baria had built up a friendship with Mobius while climbing the Tower.

So, he was worried about Mobius, who had been fighting Memento Mori until the end.

Trapped as he was, Baria had no way of knowing anything.

However, there had been a recent change.

It was news that had come from the lower floors two months ago.

The Raven’s City on the 74th floor has become Babel.

Furthermore, Babel’s cosplay has begun to be reported everywhere.

This is because Babel was also in the legend of Raven’s City.

‘I thought he would be in the front, not the back.’

Babel is elusive.

I don’t know why he’s in the back and not the front.

My guess is that it takes a long time to conquer a floor alone.

So, he probably came when the other climbers had roughly figured out how to conquer the floor.

“That’s so Babel-like.”

Baria, who had judged that this was most likely the truth, let out a dry laugh.

Knock, knock.

At that moment, there was a knock from outside.

This time was the most important to Baria.

In this space, which was cut off from the outside, he couldn’t even read books.

Creak.

A tall woman entered through the open door.

A dress that covered her slender body and a wide-brimmed hat.

With a staff in her hand, she was a magician through and through.

She tossed her blue hair, which could be seen through the gap in her hat.

She was holding a book in her hand.

It was none other than Baria’s book, exclusive to the Grazia family.

They were using Baria for information.

Naturally, the woman who had imprisoned Baria was in charge of the book as well.

“A direct descendant of the Grazia, your beard has gotten quite long.”

She spoke in a leisurely voice as she approached.

Upon hearing her words, Baria slowly stroked his beard.

“Well, it’s only because you don’t give me anything to use as a fly swatter.”

Unlike usual, he didn’t even use honorifics.

Right now, he had to act tough in order to maintain his position.

“You know we won’t harm you, yet you always try to find an opportunity to attack.”

“From Memento Mori’s perspective, my attacks aren’t particularly dangerous, are they?”

Baria made a provocative remark, and she let out a series of laughs.

“A cornered rat’s bite won’t cause much harm, but there’s no reason to get bitten, is there?”

Baria clicked his tongue.

At that moment, he felt a gust of wind blowing from under his chin.

“If you want, I can cut it off for you.”

The swirling wind seemed as though it would cut his throat at any moment.

“That’s fine.”

Baria frowned as if to tell her to stop, and she laughed once more.

He promptly dropped a book in front of him.

“This is another one of our regular information exchanges. I hope today’s information will be fruitful.”

After the 75th floor suddenly changed two months ago,

Memento Mori, who was trying to enter the 76th floor following the Five Great Families, also faced difficulties.

It was obvious since the method to conquer the original floor had completely changed.

And the reason why things turned out this way was because of one man.

He was someone who had recently started to talk about in earnest.

Habell, who belonged to Banphelion.

He was climbing the Tower at an astonishing speed, just like before.

Moreover, he was having a huge impact on each floor.

Naturally, Memento Mori was also keeping an eye on his information.

‘As expected of Mr. Habell, he truly is a storm.’

Baria, who received the book, slowly opened the bookshelf.

Even if he hid the information,

They would obtain the information through hypnosis anyway.

Since Baria also needed regular information,

Providing information cooperatively had exchange value.

How long has it been since Baria handed over the book?

“Huh.”

A surprised voice escaped from Baria’s mouth.

“It seems like there’s something useful.”

When the Magician reacted, Baria hesitated for a moment.

‘It seems like there was a scout from the Grazia family next to Mr. Habell.’

He hesitated for a while before deciding to tell her the information.

Thinking that this act itself was Habell’s intention.

“Banphelion’s Habell has currently entered the 75th floor.”

The moment he uttered the next words, a noticeable reaction came from the Magician.

Habell, one of Memento Mori’s targets and a nuisance.

It was a natural reaction since there was news that he had appeared.

“He’s finally shown himself.”

She raised the corners of her mouth.

With that alone, it was as if gorgeous flowers were blooming around her.

Many people would often lose their breath at that smile.

“Is there any more information?”

“That’s all.”

The Magician didn’t seem particularly disappointed.

Instead, she received the book that Baria was holding again and turned around.

“You, the direct descendant of the Grazia family, seem to be placing some hope in that man named Habell.”

As she closed the door, she advised the Baria.

“Such expectations towards him, who has to deal with Memento Mori, will be meaningless.”

After saying those words, she closed the door and left.

The sound of her heels gradually faded away.

Barian exhaled deeply.

And then he told her with belated self-confidence.

“There’s no need to expect anything.”

He looked at the blocked window with an expression of doubt.

“If it’s Habernim, he’ll turn everything upside down.”

He was beginning to see a future where Memento Mori would be destroyed.