Solo Swordmaster

#617. regret.

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Vlad’s coat of arms.

Charlotte’s twelfth verse container.

The clash caused by the two turned the Amazon upside down and even swept away a number of musketeers.

The aftermath of the collision was so great that it was difficult for even a master to survive safely.

If all of them were not armed with reinforced armor, it wouldn’t be strange if there were multiple casualties beyond the extent of being buried or swept away.

Of course, that depends on the master.

There were also those who survived the aftermath through inaction.

Of course, among them were 10 professional-level masters who dealt with running repairs.

However, even after enduring the aftermath, they did not immediately act.

Instead, they surrounded each other by arranging their armaments and raising their psionics to prepare for the ensuing battle.

“How long are you going to stay like that?”

After a while.

The moment Elise opened her mouth while looking at the quiet ground until the maintenance of the posture was finally over.

thud!

drilling a hole in the ground.

A small figure popped out.

The running repairman, who had been buried in a pile of dirt that had come in like a tidal wave, had finally lifted it off and climbed up.

Maybe it was because even a sword master didn’t have the skills to block even dust with his bare body.

After shaking the body and shaking off the dust.

The running repairman quietly opened his mouth while holding the dagger with both hands.

“warning. I have to fight with all my might from now on.”

It’s like I don’t like it.

between the pink lips.

she sighed.

But the running repair had no choice.

The sword master’s exceptional senses were not hidden enough to be buried in the ground.

A cry from Vlad.

In other words, the order to kill Limon by all means was already firmly ingrained in her spell.

I deliberately swayed and slowed down the speed of getting out of the ground.

That alone was indicative of the pain surging from the tattoo on the abdomen.

Resistance is already at its limit.

If she deliberately disobeyed or distorted the order any more than this, the spell would take her life.

“advice. Run away if you want to live.”

I can’t look at the situation now.

The masters, including Ellis, did not ignore Suri’s calm warning.

There’s no way that an expert like them wouldn’t have noticed that she wasn’t giving her all.

“Thank you for your words, but I cannot back down that my princess is fighting.”

“…Are you ready?”

“yes.”

“understanding.”

More than prepared for death.

I have nothing more to say.

The running repairman who nodded and accepted it as a swordsman stretched both hands holding the dagger.

And…

“Ha-am.”

With a lazy yawn.

I started dozing off.

An action too out of the blue to take immediately after warning that he would fight with all his might.

However, the masters of the Golden Dragon clan, including Elise, were never vigilant.

It just heightened the tension.

So, the running repairman dozed off.

The moment when you want to fall asleep on the spot and stumble.

Quaang!!!

A sergeant-level master riding on a heavy armored cavalry that was holding out from the front flew away as if it were bouncing back.

before collapsing to the ground.

Like a cat catching a butterfly in its sleep.

It was the result of a running eagle spinning like a top, striking the ground with a dagger, and then bouncing up with the recoil, blowing him away in the blink of an eye.

Ellis and other class masters responded immediately.

or fire a rifle.

Run up, swing your fists, etc.

The attacks were so ferocious that even an absolute being could attack them.

But right after that.

What bounced out were the masters who rushed in.

The moment the running eagle, who staggered as if falling asleep and avoided all of their attacks, stretched out his arms as if stretching himself.

It was the result of the sword in her hand striking them in reverse.

“Haaam…”

I managed to resist the attack like that.

However, the running repair did not continue to pursue them.

He rubbed his eyes and bowed his head, then let out another long yawn.

The subsequent results were the same.

A solemn and meticulous swordsmanship.

Bullets that are as fast as lightning.

A flawless joint.

Nodding his head from drowsiness, rolling around at all, then staggering because he was less awake.

While the running repairs were ‘accidentally’ missed or blocked while they were dozing off, they had to carve a wound or two into her dagger on the contrary.

“Everyone be careful.”

Ellis, who was in command of the class masters, warned.

And I can’t seem to stay awake.

I sat on the ground and watched the running eagle nodding its head with nervous eyes.

“The sword spirit has finally started using swordsmanship.”

Of course, even before that, the running repair wielded a dagger and fought them.

Its movements, which were wild and irregular like those of a beast, were sharp enough to intimidate even those skilled in the ranks.

But that was just an instinctive fighting method she learned as a beast while being raised by the spirits.

A running repair learned from the Sword Tower.

So, the swordsmanship that made her a sword master is different.

Alice, who had investigated the sword spirit in her lifetime through the records of the Golden Dragon clan, knew roughly what that swordsmanship was.

drunkenness.

A martial art that moves as if drunk and catches opponents off guard with irregular movements.

based on it.

Limon specially improved.

A swordsmanship created only for running repairs so that it can be practiced while intoxicated with sleep rather than alcohol.

“A clumsy attack won’t work on her who uses a dream-dream sword.”

not even asleep

not even awake

The more a drunk person thinks he is not drunk, the more he is drunk.

Like stumbling, walking, falling, dancing, snoring, singing, vomiting, drinking, merriment, and anger.

It’s dangerous to think of repairs that run while drunk in a dream.

Although sharply warned, Ellis continued to attack with the ranks of masters.

her sleep is deep

The more you let yourself fall into a dream.

Because they knew that it was them who would be at risk.

However, her intentions were not successful.

Even the musketeers who managed to escape the aftermath of the collision, including 10 servant-level masters, attacked the running eagle with railguns.

Of course, it didn’t hurt a single thing.

It was because he couldn’t even drive away the drowsiness of the running eagle.

Even while dozing off, avoiding, blocking, and counterattacking, her dreams grew deeper and deeper.

Thus, the eyes, which were full of drowsiness, were completely closed.

she escapes reality

moment in a dream.

『Drunk moon dream knife.醉

中月夢中劍 醉藝

Life is a dream of

one night

.

with a sharp cutting sound.

Elise hardened.

because I saw

with a thin line.

Everything between earth and sky is splitting.

The necks of the nine masters who were attacking the eagle running with him began to slide at an angle all at once.

Musketeers scattered hundreds of meters around lost their heads and collapsed.

The rifle lifted as a shield splits.

…and having a red gold cut around his neck.

‘Princess…’

I realized the meaning.

Involuntarily, she turned her head.

He had his eyes on Charlotte fighting Vlad like that for the last time.

Elise’s body fell helplessly like a rotten old tree, with her head falling from her neck, soaked in her own blood.

deep.

deep.

deep.

And…

“Cool!”

coughing up blood

Elise fell to her knees.

Then, he groped his own neck and was stunned.

I clearly saw myself decapitated and even vividly felt the feel of the bloody water.

It was because there was not a scratch left on her neck now.

It wasn’t just her.

The other nine masters were busy groping their own throats, coughing up blood while sitting down or even collapsed.

‘hallucination? You just said it was a dream?’

Have you lost consciousness at all?

I was shaken by the sight of hundreds of musketeers who had fallen and could not get up.

Even as blood was pouring out one after another from severe internal wounds, Elise reflexively raised her Wonchester rifle and tried to get ready to fight.

Took.

“…!”

but after that.

Elise hardened.

It was because the Wonchester rifle, which had been fine until a while ago, made to order for the Spirit Kingdom, split by itself the moment she picked it up.

Just now.

Exactly where and how they parted together when she saw herself decapitated.

Only then did Alice realize.

What he saw a moment ago may not be reality, but it is not even a dream.

And if you’ve made up your mind to run repairs, the fact that it’s not just the rifle that’s actually been cut.

and another one.

Even who he was fighting for.

‘…This is the Sword Command.’

An artificial womb created by a fallen spirit.

In a virtual space called Matrices.

A girl who doesn’t distinguish between dreams and reality because she was raised as an animal since she was a baby.

That’s why, if it exists in reality, it’s a swordsman that can split the sea, cut the moon, and even cut the world like a dream of one night.

Cut dreams and turn them into reality.

To cut reality into a dream.

The strongest sword master who cuts dreams and reality, where even Limon could be slain in a single blow in his dreams.

Seeing the repairs running, Elise felt a chill.

It was judged that it would be possible to buy time even if the opponent was a sword master if it was a joint effort of 10 masters.

If the sword demon was actually the opponent.

Or, if he had fought with other sword masters, such as swordfighters or swordsmiths, his judgment might have been correct.

However, the sword spirit that subdued 10 servant-level masters and hundreds of musketeers with a single sword made even the Golden Dragon clan have no choice but to admit their arrogance.

aww

“Please stop.”

nevertheless.

Looking at Elise, who used the broken rifle as a walking stick to get herself up.

Suri, who woke up from sleep and tried to chase after Maia, tilted her head slightly.

“Point out. If you fight more, you die. I can’t even fight anyway.”

“I should have already told you. It means that the resolution has been promoted.”

It doesn’t matter if you die.

Just 1 second, even 0.1 second.

It was enough to buy the running repairman time to swing his sword to cut himself.

To carry out the command of the beloved princess.

Elise restrains herself even when it is difficult to stand up, let alone raise her psionic due to severe internal injuries.

And for a while, it was also a moment to stare at other class masters who stumbled and got up.

Throbbing.

It seemed to warn of the delay.

Suri frowned as she ran at the pain rising from the tattoo again.

“…regret.”

It seems you really don’t like it.

Even with a heavy sigh.

The running repairman grabbed the dagger.

So, the moment she dared to walk the distance that could have been narrowed in one month, she swung her dagger and cut Elise’s throat.

“AieSevT kaUlra!”

Fain!

Suddenly the ground shakes.

Large soap bubbles protruding from the ground swallowed Ellis and other masters.

The moment when the repairman blinked at the sudden sight, and Ellis and other class masters put on a bewildered expression.

A doll fell from the sky.

flapping wings instead of arms.

Landed in front of soap bubbles.

The half-human, half-bird woman, neither human nor animal, stood in front of the eagle that was running like that, took a nice pose, and exclaimed triumphantly.

“Magical Girl Yuna-kyung, it’s a bit late, but she’s here!”