Solo Swordmaster

#865. Last Gift

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Europe.

The Silver Age in the distant past.

A land that became the center of the world, developing all kinds of magic centered on the incarnation of witches and priests.

Because of its overdevelopment, it eventually became the center of religious wars and witch hunts, and lost its former glory as it was swept away in the war of the Queen of Sorcery.

Still, Europe has long prospered thanks to the feats of its ancestors.

Even during the repeated crusades of the Sword King, it was to the extent that he obtained his own special warfare centered on the British Empire.

World War II ended that prosperity.

To be precise, it was after the swordsman, who was the protector of Europe, was defeated by the swordsman.

Gandhi, who had already conquered the Holy League and formed an alliance with the Great East Empire of the Sword Castle, was forced to conscript in Europe and used it as an advance guard.

World War intensifies.

Until Limon, who defeated the Sword Saint at the end of a fierce battle, even cut Gandhi.

In Europe, which was directly hit by the aftermath of the war, there were many casualties and many countries suffered as much.

Still, Europeans eagerly dreamed of a revival.

…about a year later.

Until the demon descended.

Before even recovering from the aftermath of World War II.

The Demon God War, in which the capitals of each country and other large cities were devastated by the demons that descended, became the decisive blow that completely destroyed Europe.

The highest civilization in the Silver Age fell overnight to the Stone Age.

Of course, not all Europeans were doomed.

The British Empire, which prevented the Demon God without damage through the London confrontation system, became the leader of Europe by preserving its national power.

Thanks to the support of the British Empire and the Blue Dragon Clan, refugees in Western Europe were able to leave their countries behind even if they were saved or destroyed.

The problem was Eastern Europe.

The British Empire is struggling with support from Western Europe alone.

The Russian Khanate in the east was in a frenzy as the government was replaced by the Silver Dragon Clan.

The Holy League, which was the origin of the World War, is in such a state of disrepute that even the gods step in to reduce war reparations.

In addition, in East Asia, the Chilryonghoe erupted, and even in North America, racial conflict reached its peak with the deaths of Geomryeong and Geomrang.

It’s hard to take care of yourself.

Everyone was dedicated to their own lives.

Indeed, in a world-wide chaos.

Neglected Eastern Europe has become a miserable situation.

It is difficult to find a decent job, and it is difficult to take care of one meal a day no matter how much money you earn.

Women become prostitutes and sell their bodies to get sick, and men sell their lives for cheap and die, fall down, or commit crimes.

The streets are full of drunks, starving drug addicts and homeless people, and no one cares.

It’s a hell of a royalties.

Although rare, it was always there.

It’s already common for some.

That’s why it’s more terrible and cruel.

It was the bottom of despair that even the absolute could not solve.

Fortunately, thanks to aid from countries that recovered one by one over time, Eastern Europe was able to escape the worst situation.

But like the rich and the poor.

Rehabilitation of a broken individual is difficult.

Recovering a broken family is even more difficult.

The revival of a fallen country was close to impossible.

The aftermath, once collapsed to the bottom, did not disappear even after decades passed.

Because of that, Eastern Europe has come to be ranked as the worst country, worse than Africa, where war is commonplace, or Brazil, the paradise of drugs.

It was such a bottom.

where she was born

With my father, who was in and out of prison.

Born to a prostitute mother.

Despite being abused and beaten by a mother who hates her for ruining her life and a father who only extorts money from time to time.

But I didn’t feel bad about it.

That’s pretty common there.

No, at the point of not starving to death or being sold, that was rather better.

Above all, she had a talent.

The beauty inherited from her mother who was a prostitute, and the smart mind inherited from her father who was born to decorate bad things.

So I do all sorts of chores.

Save a penny or two and buy a book.

Studying hard enough.

she dreamed

When you become an adult later, you will escape this country and become successful in your own future.

She suffered all sorts of bullying and ignoring, became gloomy and passive, and was shunned by everyone, but she never lost her dream.

But one day.

That dream was shattered.

A mother who was willing to sell her daughter when a pimp appeared to buy her daughter, whose off-white color was starting to show.

By the father who came to the bedroom at night and took off his daughter’s pajamas, saying that if he was going to sell it, he should taste it first.

that day after all.

she killed her parents

and fled to the border.

Was it because of thorough preparation?

Or was it just luck?

With a body that has not yet reached adulthood, she miraculously succeeded in smuggling.

A country that no matter how poor and lowly people have dreamed of since immigrating, they can succeed as long as they have the ability.

Right in the Russian Khanate.

she was confident

Even though he was a smuggler, he had the confidence to become a first-class citizen and succeed in the Russian Khanate.

…until he was deprived of immigration status for the crime of parricide and was deported to his home country.

who did it

The worst thing in the world is not living in hell, but being cast out of heaven into hell.

In that terrible life and the despair that I had never felt while cutting my parents to death with a knife.

she realized

After all, the world is hell.

There is no salvation anywhere, and it is a luxury for the powerless to wish for happiness.

So run away again.

Traveling through the back alleys of the Russian Khanate.

Survive by committing all sorts of crimes.

Risk your life and jump into the dungeon.

Even after becoming a level 100 monarch, she did not forget the realization of that day. Rather, I thought about it every day and clung to it tenaciously.

Because there was already enough despair in her life.

“Huh huh.”

So this moment.

Wanderer was trembling.

As soon as he escaped from the sword gun, he was not tired of escaping the Geomryong Sea while being hit by the cold wind with his ghost horse.

It was because I realized one shocking fact.

‘Is Ruler… dead?’

When reviving the Sword Master.

After borrowing the power of Ruler and his Seven Arcs, he continued to feel his presence through Jubak.

Knowing that there is only one reason why it suddenly disappeared.

Wanderer hardened.

Although she was a ruler who possessed such overwhelming power that even she, who used to be a sword master, would not dare to go against her, and even possessed a cheat called regression.

that he died like this

It was unbelievable.

‘…then what’s next?’

So it was.

Wanderer was engulfed in uncontrollable fear.

Since even that ruler was dead, there was no guarantee that he would be safe from Limon’s clutches.

‘no it’s okay…! I have a strong magic dragon sword!’

shaken heart.

she took it hard

As long as the ruler is dead, if you unseal the sword, the power will be yours alone.

Then, he could defeat even Limon and rise to the peak, so it was rather a blessing in disguise.

One problem.

That you can run away until then.

And that was the reason Wanderer could feel at ease now.

‘There’s no way even that monster can find me who I’ve never met before.’

Wanderer knew.

That you can’t run away from Limon.

However, it was a story limited to the people he had met.

Even Limon can’t pursue an opponent who hasn’t checked his presence indefinitely.

Recalling the facts confirmed by the other sword masters, Wanderer smiled grimly.

It would take time for Limon to find him, as he had left the Sword Master behind in case there was another traitor like Billy.

Before that, all you have to do is break the seal on the Kangma Dragon Sword.

with a condescending smile.

It was when she rode the ghost horse.

Tok.

“…This?”

Sensing something hot, Wanderer reflexively placed a hand on his neck.

and hardened his face.

‘Why is there still blood…’

After running away from the sword gun,

he ate an elixir to heal the wounds he suffered while fighting the Black Dragon Princess in the parallel world, and most of the bleeding had already stopped.

Why is it that only this small wound is still bleeding?

Doubt turned into anxiety.

soon raised a suspicion.

‘no way?’

With trembling hands, Wanderer took out a bloody jewel from his bosom and held it up.

And after the blood that flowed from the wound was smeared on the jewel.

Immediately after memorizing a short spell.

she hardened

“…Curse?”

What is the identity of the aura that continues to shed blood that should have stopped long ago?

Wanderer, finally realizing, flicked sparks into his eyes.

There is only one person who can pull off such a sneaky trick to keep her from noticing.

Because there were only two of them.

“That damned traitor…!”

The moment the betrayal was discovered.

The knife Billy threw.

The fact that it wasn’t a desperate attempt when you knew you couldn’t hit it.

It’s the last gift specially prepared by Billy, who couldn’t kill Ruler himself because of drunkenness.

Realizing that the reward Sir gave him in exchange for the knife on his shoulder is rooted in his neck.

Wanderer swung his staff.

“Aaaaaagh!”

Fuck!

The Ghost Horse’s head shattered after being hit by the cane, but she did not stop the seizure.

because I knew

The effect of this curse doesn’t end with bleeding.

Like the magical bread slices that the legendary magic knights, Handel and Gretel, used to chase away the evil witch.

The most terrible thing about this curse is the indelible stigma that remains from the sea to the land.

Especially since it’s clear by now who has been tracking the bloodstain.

“Damn, damn, damn!”

Wanderer stopped rampaging.

Then he bit his nails and shook his head like crazy.

It was because he had barely realized that he, whose life had already entered the countdown, could not even afford to have a seizure.

One problem.

realize it or not.

It was that nothing had changed.

Of course he even killed that ruler.

As long as this clue was given to Limon Aspelder, who even boasts terrible tracking abilities.

It was only a matter of time before he was captured.

Including the fact that it is close to impossible to immediately lift the curse that the legendary archwitch put on with plenty of grumpiness and resentment.

“…Do you think I will die peacefully?”

So it was.

After suffering from nervousness.

Wanderer’s eyes flashed.

A cornered mouse bites a cat.

Wanderer, who had already been driven to the edge of despair, looked at the bloody jewel with his eyes stained with madness.

drops of blood from the devil.

A legacy of the Dark Dawn that absorbs all negative emotions and offerings and uses them as its own.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the essence of black magic, so they have been able to freely use powerful black magic until now.

Of course, this alone cannot stop Limon.

but only one.

There was a way to kill him.

“Let’s see…! I will never die alone!”

entangled in chains.

What was buried in the remains of the ghost horse.

Looking at the memento of the strongest sword master in history that he risked his life to bring from the sword gun.

The absolute commander who defied death had a bleak smile.