Solo Swordmaster

#626. let me go

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Dig!

the moment the fight started.

It was Vlad who moved first.

From kicking off the ground, leaving deep footprints, closing the distance with Limon, and extending his spear.

The time taken is fleeting.

The bloody flash that pierces the heart even when the bullet has not yet arrived reminds us of the death that was shot.

Caang!

too plainly.

The window bounces off lightly.

So there is no commotion.

Instead, he just slid the spear pole from his fingertips.

and a hit.

Paba baba baba babat!

It pierces the forehead like lightning, bends its trajectory like a snake, aims for the neck, and tries to break the wrists and ankles with a powerful spear.

But the result is the same.

At least a little longer than the palm of my hand.

Even excluding the hilt, the blade of the carving knife, which seemed to be shorter than a finger, calmly blocked all attacks.

‘also.’

how wonderful that is

As a sword master, I have to realize it. no, i have to understand

who the opponent is.

Swordsmith Limon Aspelder.

He said he couldn’t defeat the man who taught him spearmanship with skill alone.

However, there is anxiety that Limon, who used the sword suit too much, might go berserk again if he pushes it into a sword fight.

nonetheless don’t fret.

Keep swinging the spear.

Vlad thinks.

Obviously, oneself is not enough.

But what if it’s not 1v1?

While he struck the carving knife, watching the two daggers that exquisitely squeezed through the gap passed by Limon’s side.

Vlad was sure.

Two Sword Masters.

Dealing with Suri, who runs with him, only with swordsmanship is impossible even if the Sword Emperor or Sword Demon returns alive.

So, if we just push forward without giving the Golden Dragon Princess and Spirit Soo a chance to intervene…

‘This is the end, Master.’

in this place today.

– Limon dies.

* * *

A cave covered in thick darkness.

but the rain stopped

the long night is over

At the entrance of the cave, where the chill was slowly receding, he sat down wearing the coat Limon had given him.

Maia silently gazed at the remnants of the night slowly disappearing among the scattered dark clouds.

Limon went to fight the two sword masters.

she wasn’t worried

I just remembered.

before he leaves

wielding a carving knife

The image of the old man who appeared from the cut golden box and the words he said.

[If you’re watching this video, you must have obtained the carving knife I left behind and unlocked the seal.] It’s as

vivid as the real thing.

Of course it’s not real.

A simple video without even a response function.

[Oh, if you’re not Limon, just cut this video. It’s embarrassing to leave behind a dark history at this age.]

Even so, he seems to be alive.

Looking straight at Limon.

[But I’m sure. You’re the one watching this video.]

Plato’s will, who passed away hundreds of years ago, said with a satisfied smile.

[From the beginning, I made this carving knife specially for you, Limon, and sealed it believing that you would be able to solve it.] * *

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My muscles trembled.

My heart is beating.

The wind brushes the skin.

A hot haze rises from the whole body.

Wielding a spear in a raging storm with a chilling anticipation that even one inch of misalignment would blow away his life.

Vlad thought involuntarily.

‘why?’

Chew!

Could it be because of a lack of concentration?

The carving knife that had been bounced off the window passed in front of my nose, and drops of blood splattered from my long cut cheek.

‘why?’

But it doesn’t stop.

no i can’t stop

Calmly avoiding the outstretched window.

Lightly slashing the two daggers that had been swung.

Before I knew it, the short blade brushed my skin again.

Even if he swung the spear so hard that the veins sprouted from his arm as a sword master.

Rather than pushing it away, the distance from the blade, which is getting closer and closer, mixes doubts and confusion in the blood vessels in the brain.

‘…We’re being pushed back?’

Of course, he did his best from the beginning.

Even the repairman, who was running, was staggering, swinging his dagger and opening a sword in a dream.

Vlad’s eyes trembled as he watched the trajectory of the carving knife quietly crossing between the bloody spear and the two daggers.

* * *

[Limon Asfelder. You will know.]

[I have been trying to create a perfect country all my life.]

[For that, I negotiated with the seven dragons to receive Greek autonomy, and for hundreds of years I have cultivated the Free Cities League.] [

But I failed.]

[It’s because I was too lacking to become a perfect leader, a philosopher, which is essential to building a perfect country.] I

considered myself a philosopher before being a shaman.

Advocating iron man politics.

Founded the Free Cities Federation.

greatest politician in history.

[Yes. In the end, nothing like a perfect country or leader couldn’t exist in reality.]

[Things that exist but don’t exist, that everyone dreams of but can never achieve.]

[That’s what ideals and ideas are.]

Even so, he says he’s a failure.

bursting out laughing

said the old man.

[But I’m not disappointed.]

[Do you know why?]

[It’s because I realized that the ideal leader already exists after admitting that I can’t create a perfect country.]

And.

moving gaze.

[A person who has protected the world for hundreds of years and will protect it in the future.]

[A person who neither ages nor dies, and who can keep his convictions without being broken by any force or oppression.] [

Acknowledge and accept that you are wrong anytime for a better world A king without a country that can even be cut.]

* * *

I couldn’t understand.

He and the sword spirit are sword masters.

He is a superman who has mastered the principles of all swords.

It is difficult even for a swordsmith or a swordsman who has reached the level of absolute defense to completely block the joint attack of two people.

No, it is a fact that even they can assert that it is impossible without the use of a sword.

but this moment.

in front of that short blade.

they were running

It wasn’t even that a great swordsman was used.

Even so, it was because he could not possibly read the trajectory of the carving knife, which was only swung calmly and quietly.

‘Something has changed.’

just do it

along the cheek wound.

With drops of sweat mixed with blood.

The excommunicated disciple questions.

Of course, even when Limon competed only with swordsmanship and spearmanship before rampage, he was pushed back, but it was a one-on-one fight.

At that time, Limon was extremely fast and strong even by sword master standards.

Above all, I could feel the subtlety.

But now it was different.

Why can’t I avoid this ordinary knife?

How he was blocking both his own spear and the dagger of repair with that short carving knife.

Even as a sword master who can see through and master any swordsmanship as soon as he sees it, he could not understand, let alone feel, the reason behind it.

what the hell has changed

Vlad didn’t know.

One thing is clear.

If this continues, their defeat will be confirmed in the end.

Unlike himself, who was already covered in blood, Shuri was running without any scars.

The calm face of Limon, who pushed himself without breaking a drop of sweat, let alone injured himself, while controlling his hands like that.

It tells the future more clearly than foreknowledge.

so that.

Vlad judged.

‘…use the sword.’

At any rate, it was impossible for Limon to surrender his head quietly while worrying about the possibility of overdoing it.

the moment you decide that.

Vlad immediately backed away and drew his spear.

The running eagle retreated to the other side and closed its eyes.

Of course, in a fight between sword masters, even a short gap revealed to use a sword like this is fatal.

If Limon insisted on sticking to it, one of the two could have prevented him from using the sword.

But he didn’t really move.

It seems like it doesn’t matter.

standing tall in place.

The hand holding the carving knife was stretched obliquely.

Thanks to that, Vlad, who was able to concentrate his mind to the fullest, fired a spear with the swordsman that he had awakened to the limit.

The moment a running repairman in a dream swung a dagger.

『

Thorns That Pierces Death

Sever.

Hades

ᾍδης

『Drunken Moon Dream Sword.

醉中月夢中劍 醉藝

Life is a dream of one night

人生 一場春夢 』

Two swordsmen who have come to possess overwhelming power that even sword fighting cannot block.

Penetrate the providence like a piece of paper.

flipping dreams and reality.

A platinum-colored carving knife.

Cracked.

* * *

[If I die, it won’t be because my lifespan is over.]

[It’s because I don’t feel the need to forcefully extend my life anymore.]

[My ideal has already come true.]

What makes me so satisfied.

Have a good laugh for a while.

erase the smile from your face

the video says

[Limon Aspelder.]

[No, Swordsman.]

[You are wary of perfection, but you pursue perfection more than I do.] [

But since there is no perfection in the world, the life you have to live from now on will become more and more harsh and difficult. Guess it.]

Before being a philosopher.

An elder who has lived a long time.

As an old man about to die.

What follows is a lonely voice.

[Someday.]

[People might get tired of unattainable ideals and forget even dreaming.] [A

world even more terrible than hell may come, where everyone compromises with unreasonableness, tolerates evil, and takes sin for granted.]

That’s what it looks like . rather than the relief of not having to watch the movie.

In the end, the descendants who will meet the future.

feel sorry for someone

The old man’s eyes shine.

[But I’m sure.]

[Even if everyone’s faith is broken and disappears, only you will not be broken and pursue your ideal.] He

‘s not a prophet either.

A future no one has seen.

I speak with firm faith.

A look at the sword master beyond time.

[So, I beg you.]

[No matter how worried you may be, don’t doubt, even if you regret it, do

n’t give up .

Even if you don’t have one, prove that the ideal is worth pursuing.]

Or take out the bottom of the card.

Just to win a bet on alcohol, he completely replaces his liver with an engine dedicated to decomposing alcohol.

A speech master who has lived with sophistry and rhetoric all his life, and has acted as an old man to the young sword master by claiming that he is an elder.

[Even though I won’t be able to watch you until then, instead I leave you a small gift like this.] [

I hope this will be of some help to you and the world you will protect.]

[Limon Aspelder.]

But after death, a single lie The old man who was able to speak his true feelings honestly.

He smiles coolly at the white-haired young man who will receive the gift he left even after hundreds or thousands of years.

-said.

[―A true iron man.]

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Weiyiing.

What rose was a platinum glow.

The best narrator in history.

The strongest sword master.

A masterpiece made by pouring his last life for the last hero who will fight steadfastly until the end of this world.

A long blade of light emitted from between the split carving knives.

The moment when Vlad sees the compressed beam of energy stronger than the Ignis Cannon and runs with his eyes wide open, Suri is frightened.

It blooms at the tip of that knife.

From the trajectory that separates reality.

Even bloody flashes that pierce the world.

The two sword masters were swallowed up by a storm of platinum-colored petals that engulfed everything and swelled explosively.

『Yam Dragon Kill Sword, Rekcho

Sword Dance 逆招劍舞

Heaven’s flower, bloom in hell.

天堂花開在地獄』