Solo Swordmaster

#693. It’s an honor to meet you.

…and.

Silence has arrived.

Deep like a bottomless swamp and heavy like a night without a single light reaching it.

Ordinary people, just being in the same space, can’t breathe, and it exudes a terrifying silence that makes your heart stop.

Wanderer said bleakly.

“What do you want to say…?”

It wasn’t a question.

already displeased

If you offend yourself any more with useless words, I won’t let you go.

I just don’t say it directly.

It was a statement of obvious pressure.

Wanderer, who surpassed even the reincarnated monarch by resurrecting the Sword Masters, had the power to do the same to other monarchs.

However, the man with the one-eyed glasses who received that gaze.

Infinite Lord Lee Chun-gi asked again without raising an eyebrow.

“The white-haired witch who killed the reincarnated lord was asking if it was the sword master you resurrected.”

“you…!”

That word seems offended.

Wanderer with raised eyes.

The other monarchs also hardened their faces when they saw her starting to radiate an obvious murder.

It was because everyone knew that Wanderers could call in the Sword Master right away and try to kill Lee Chun-gi.

Is it because you are concerned about such a situation?

Before the Wanderers step out.

The Creator opened his mouth heavily.

“Please refrain from slandering the Infinite Lord.”

“It’s an unfounded accusation… Did my question sound like that?”

“There’s no reason to hide the Sword Master resurrected by the Commander and secretly use it to kill the Reincarnated Lord.”

“I don’t know.”

Creator, of course.

Other monarchs were also dumbfounded.

How did you act like this even after I intervened this far and gave you a chance to say something back?

Because that was the only way to make a life-and-death decision.

Because of that, Wanderer’s eyes looked as if he would tear them apart, but he couldn’t stop Lee Chun-gi’s mouth with just his gaze.

“There have been 13 sword masters in history.”

“…”

“Excluding swordsmith Limon Aspelder, there were as many as 12 sword masters.”

“…So I’m hiding six sword masters?”

Wanderer, who was so angry that his head went cold, twitched his lips.

and said sarcastically.

“After wiping out the Seven Dragons, all of you are tossed around and dominate the World Federation?”

Wanderer laughed at Lee Chun-gi.

Sword Master.

what monsters they are

how difficult it is to deal with

How much he had to pay to resurrect them.

It was because Lee Chun-gi, who was ignorant of such facts and only had absurd suspicions, was so foolish that it was pitiful.

In the first place, as long as there was ‘him’ in the World Federation, no matter how many Sword Masters he had resurrected, it was impossible to do things like Tosa Gufang.

“I don’t think so.”

but unexpectedly.

Lee Chun-gi simply denied her words.

Instead, I just added one more word.

“I just have a question.”

“question?”

“The Sword Saint.”

“…!”

“Was it really your will that he kidnapped the president of my country?”

That moment.

Wanderer hardened.

It wasn’t because I was stabbed in an unexpected corner.

It was because it was only then that he realized that asking if there were only 6 sword masters who had been resurrected was a trap in itself.

‘You cunning bastard…!’

Wanderer felt it.

The strange gazes of other monarchs.

It is a fact known to everyone who knows that the swordsman kidnapped the former president of Han Jeong-guk.

Although it was before the establishment of the World Federation, it is clear that there was a sword master they had never met.

And if there is one exception.

There may be two or three exceptions.

Even if the actions of the Sword Saint weren’t directed by Wanderer…?

“stop.”

That moment.

A voice rang out.

“Let’s talk about unnecessary things in moderation.”

just quiet

just calm.

However, other monarchs took their eyes off the voice that did not allow objections, and Lee Chun-ki also kept his mouth shut.

This is because even Lee Chun-gi, who did not budge even after receiving Wanderer’s death, could not openly rebel against ‘him’.

Even if the rulers of the World Federation are equal, that’s just a matter of principle.

The Heavenly Demon, of course.

An existence that even Wanderer notices.

Because it was the strongest ruler among all monarchs.

Silencing everyone with just a few words, he slowly averted his eyes.

“What is the situation with the Creator Lord Deus Ex Machina?”

“In terms of overall market dominance, our LW products are still more dominant.”

“Instead, it means that it will be difficult to completely push the Seven Dragons out.”

Ruler’s calm criticism.

The Creator could not deny it.

No matter how good the magic engineering products are.

As much as it was given a miracle, it wasn’t actually a product of a divine craft that was close to a magic tool.

Thanks to this, the current LW product was treated as a low-priced product with only good performance and cost-effectiveness.

A luxury GOD product.

Cost-effective LW product.

In this way, the Silver Dragon Clan and the Demiurus Guild divided the manufacturing market in different directions.

This was an undesirable result for the World Federation, which used this as an opportunity to completely destroy the business of the Silver Dragon Clan and create a gap in the Seven Dragons.

“Are there any alternatives?”

“To increase the performance of this product beyond this in a short period of time, we need that much material.”

The Creator frowned.

I was worried that something like this would happen and I tried to take action in advance.

Because the results are still not coming out.

So it was.

Why did he turn his gaze to Wanderer?

“Is the ‘thing’ you asked for before the Commander-in-Chief still far away?”

“You just have to wait a little longer…”

“Please hurry up. If you give the Seven Dragons more time, you don’t know what they will do next.”

“I know!”

“Let’s hurry to prepare the Command Lord.”

“…okay.”

“…”

While annoyed at himself.

While watching Wanderer reluctantly and obediently answer Ruler’s words, the creator twitching his brows.

Ruler quietly opened his mouth.

“Today’s meeting will be over.”

That was it.

Even the death of the reincarnated monarch.

Interrogation of the Wanderer.

Correspondence to the GOD brand as well.

Ruler left as if he was no longer needed, and other monarchs could not stop him.

no it didn’t stop

because everyone knew

He said this would be for the best.

So calmly, the Infinite Lord.

The heavy-faced Creator Lord.

The divine lord greeted me politely.

The troubled golden lord.

leaving one’s seat in turn.

Wanderer, who left the conference room last, gnashed his teeth.

‘…these damn things!’

Even the girl who committed such a major accident was not enough to dare to escape from her spell.

Other monarchs who looked at him suspiciously.

Even Pascal, who had been given three sword masters, but couldn’t even do a simple errand like this.

I wish I could all die.

Cursing quickly, Wanderer struggled to calm his anger.

And I thought soberly.

‘It’s still okay yet…’

Unless Pascal is an idiot, he won’t fail the simple task of receiving the legacy of the Dark Dawn.

If he destroys the silver dragon clan with the items he has obtained, other monarchs will no longer be able to look at them that way.

And when it comes to postmortem, there’s nothing to worry about.

action has already been taken.

Unless things go wrong.

After the sword, you will never be safe.

* * *

Tak-tak-tak.

Cover your eyes with bandages.

With a small bonfire lit.

A silver-haired beauty who was grooming her sword.

Anastasia let out a quiet breath.

‘The girl is still lacking in discipline.’

Subdue Manma Gate.

It’s been a few days since I killed the reincarnated lord.

Even so, the thick fatigue that still remained in her body made her feel inadequate.

Well, it was unavoidable.

It is not easy to traverse the vast Chinese Commonwealth in pursuit of the dark magic energy left by the legacy of the Dark Dawn.

Not to mention, he swept through the gates alone in such a state of fatigue.

Even a sword master is bound to get tired.

Especially because he used psionics to deal with the stronger-than-expected reincarnation lord.

‘It’s not that I was careless, but I can’t deny that I underestimated the opponent.’

Feeling the throbbing pain from the palm-shaped bruise left on her side, Anastasia reflected on herself.

I’m just glad it was resolved quickly.

already out of stamina.

The fight is getting too long.

If the Heavenly Demon continued to grow stronger.

You would have had to pay a much higher price than now.

It could be said that it was rather fortunate that the work was completed with only this injury.

‘If Master had seen the girl now, he would have reprimanded me…’

Even knowing that fact.

Instead of being relieved by luck.

Feeling sad about lacking.

Anastasia checked herself.

Accumulated blood, fallen physical strength, internal injuries that have not been restored, etc. No matter how good you look at it, you can’t say it’s fine.

Of course she’s a sword master.

Unless it’s in perfect condition.

Even if hundreds of people attacked, they could easily subdue an insignificant soldier.

Even if it was an opponent of a tolerable absolute class, at least he had the confidence to pull himself out.

But…

‘I need to be prepared.’

Place your sword on your lap.

After searching for several days in the ruins of the Manma Gate, he finally found the bag containing the legacy of the Dark Dawn by his side.

Anastasia raised her head.

And at the end of calmly receiving the moonlight floating in the sky with a bandaged face.

I opened my mouth.

“How about you come out?”

A voice that resounds quietly.

In this mountain where no one was to be found except for herself, her self-talk was so out of the blue.

But Anastasia didn’t care.

So that you can hold the sword at any time.

with a calm attitude.

just waited

“If the owner calls, it is the guest’s duty to respond.”

…this very voice.

Squeak.

Clearly no one was there.

A place where no one is still.

Even the brilliance of the bonfire can’t reach it.

The moment when you want to shake the space where only the shadow of the moon was deeply cast.

A girl lifted off her black veil and emerged from the darkness like an actor who appeared in front of the stage.

“Nice to meet you… It must be difficult to say.”

Black hair as smooth as ebony.

Eyes as beautiful as obsidian.

A black uniform contrasting with the pure white skin.

Even though it looks so easy to be buried in the middle of the night, it stands out even more clearly in the darkness.

Too frail to be an unmanned person.

It’s polite to be an uninvited guest.

so beautiful and mysterious.

The black-haired girl smiled brightly.

“Rather than that, it would be more appropriate to say that it is an honor to see you like this, white-haired witch.”

from Manmamun.

no, long before that.

I kept following her.

A girl who was finally able to come face to face like this.

“Should I call you like this?”

A very exceptional being who can deceive her senses and approach her secretly up to this distance…

“Swordsman.”

…a girl who might even be able to kill herself.

The princess of the Black Dragon Clan, whom even her beloved teacher said was the most cunning and dangerous among the seven clans of the Seven Dragons.

Face to face with Li Qingyu.

Anastasia quietly gripped her sword.