Chapter 339

Academy’s Genius Swordmaster Chapter 339

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“Po, bomb?”

“Shh. Lower your voice.”

Nabirose cautioned. Lance quickly closed his mouth. Fortunately, she didn’t seem to have been caught. The signs of popularity could still be felt around the corner.

“Sigh... I’m sorry. It was so sudden.”

“It looks like I got caught up in some troublesome business.”

Nabirose clicked his tongue.

Her animal-like hearing perfectly separated the sound of water from the monsters’ conversation.

The estimated number of people is five.

The purpose was to plant a bomb in the Flame Palace by disguising himself as an imperial envoy.

‘I thought it was somehow strange. ‘Were you trying to escape?’

Suddenly, I also learned why Navarro had canceled her audience.

Dragons, like reptiles, shed their skin at regular intervals, and that time has come. The gangsters would have no chance like now. During the molting process, which lasts from as little as a day to as long as 15 days, the dragon falls into a defenseless state that is virtually the same as sleep.

Of course, even taking that into account, it was a reckless plan.

As long as dragons aren’t idiots, they should at least take measures to escape, but this was Adren, the dragons’ home base. Moreover, their target was Navardose, the Mother of Fire. So why do we do something that is sure to fail?

Lance gritted his teeth.

“...You bastards. How could a race called dragons open their hearts?”

“Oh. Did you notice?”

Nabi Rose smiled lightly.

It seemed that this clever student had figured out the thugs’ intentions.

“The power of the bomb doesn’t matter. What matters is that people from the Empire...no, humans commit terrorism in the Flame Palace. Even if there are no casualties, it will definitely cause a big diplomatic problem.”

“Accurate.”

Nabirose remembered. It was a great insight for his age.

In this way, she certainly seemed to resemble her mother, Adeshan.

“I learned in history class. The Flame Palace where Navardose lives was built on the site where the Sky Tower collapsed. It is one of the symbols of peace that announces that the damage caused by the war with Nebula Clazier has been overcome. In such a place, a bomb If this explodes...”

“Yes. It may not immediately lead to hostile relations with the dragons, but it will certainly become colder.”

“I can never... forgive you.”

Lance was truly angry. Although he was born after the war ended, he knew very well how the current peace came. It was because he grew up listening to Ronan and Adeshan’s stories instead of fairy tales from the time he was toddling around.

Lance took out a perception-impairing scroll and continued.

“To me. “Put this on and go back the way you came.”

“her?”

“We’ve made it transparent, so we won’t be caught. Go as quickly as possible and tell people about this. “I will do my best to stop them.”

The voice was solemn. Although I couldn’t see it, the expression was probably like that.

What did this kid just say to me? Go back the way you came?

Nabirose, who was dumbfounded for a moment, laughed.

“This is ridiculous. “Please be thankful.”

“what?”

It was the moment when Lan Se turned his head.

Kwasik!! An invisible fist plunged deep into his abdomen. Ranse’s body collapsed forward due to the impact, as if all of his internal organs had been smashed to the floor.

“Gagging!”

“Didn’t you faint? “As expected, it’s excellent.”

Nabi Rose was impressed. Perhaps because he was the head of the martial arts department, his tenacity was extraordinary. Lance, who was silently spitting out gastric juice, spoke in a trembling voice.

“Me, me...why are you like this...”

“I’ll give you exactly what I said. Go back the way you came and report this situation.”

Awareness-impairing scrolls were rolling around in front of Ranse’s eyes.

I heard Naro’s footsteps walking ahead of me.

I wanted to get up and stop him right away, but his body wouldn’t move.

“I...to...!”

“Don’t worry. Because what you think won’t happen. and...”

The kind heart is admirable, but it was still too early.

“Where did you come from?”

There were two people left. As soon as they found out that the murderer’s identity was a girl who had not even had her coming-of-age ceremony, they rushed in, shouting brave cries.

“die!!”

The bald man, holding a dagger in both hands, slashed at Nabirose’s back. Standing on her feet, she lightly twisted her shoulder to avoid her attack and swung her sword at the same time. Suddenly! A green semicircle was drawn in the air, separating her bald body into left and right sides. Her bloodshot eyes turned white. Her blood and intestines exploded like firecrackers.

“Hey!”

It took less than a minute to get here. Her solitary beard gasped. He tried to do something, but it was already too late. When I swung my sword at her again, the butterfly sticking out as I sliced through her entrails, a green line was drawn over her man’s limbs.

“ah.”

The feeling in my limbs disappeared. Four lines split up and down, revealing a clean cut surface. The man, who was left with two of her arms, two of her legs, and her torso, spilled onto the floor with a disgusting sound. The pain that came late overtook him.

“Quaaaahhh!!!”

A blood-curdling scream rang out.

The man, who had turned into a beetle larva, rolled around on her surface, tracing traces of where her limbs had been.

It wasn’t a voice she particularly wanted to listen to. Nabirose brushed the blood off his sword and stomped on his neck.

“Shut up.”

“Oh ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Her man’s struggling stopped. The extreme fear made her forget the pain of having all her limbs cut off. Nabirose’s eyes looking down on him were no different from looking at meat on a cutting board.

“Monster, monster....”

“Who are you? Whose instructions did you do that?”

Butterfly asked, pointing the sword at the man’s right eye. It was a calm voice that gave me goosebumps.

The man, barely able to catch his breath, stuttered and opened her mouth.

“Well, that means...”

“It looks like you haven’t come to your senses yet.”

“Khaaaa!”

But Butterfly Rose did not even tolerate stuttering. The tip of his sword went straight into his eye.

A scream that seemed to tear the vocal cords rang out.

“Huh, huh!! Eyes, my eyes...!”

“I’ll give you three seconds. “Tell me the name of the ringleader.”

When the sword was removed from the eye socket, a sticky liquid dripped out.

Butterfly Rose asked, aiming straight at the other eye.

His beard cried as he reached his limit.

“Ugh, let me tell you...I’m telling you, fuck! “We have received a request from the Red Death.”

“Red Death?”

With butterflies, I tilted my head towards him. It was definitely a tinnitus I had heard of at some point.

I think it came out of Ronan’s mouth, but I couldn’t remember the details.

I don’t think it was a human tinnitus.

She was about to continue her interrogation.

“...Flood damage.”

“hmm?”

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

Butterfly Rose turned her head and her eyebrows furrowed.

She was muttering words that the woman who had initially sliced her torso could not understand. It seemed like she had taken some medication that delayed death. In her pale, bloodless hand she held a scroll.

“Mission...complete.”

Butterfly Rose immediately swung his sword. Five sword energy shot through her sword path passed through her body in different directions. Kwaaaaang! The sword energy that touched her ground exploded and her corpse shattered.

She looked back at her again with butterflies and I clicked her tongue.

“this.”

Her bearded man was gone. Only the remnants of her space magic remained, shimmering like a haze around her. Her man’s presence was visible from the ceiling in the distance. So, she was being passed down in a subtle way from the Flame Palace.

“Why do you make work so troublesome?”

She had transported her companions with a spatial magic scroll. It was a sense of mission that did not suit her trash. Should she have just killed them all? She was kept alive for testimony. I made her sigh with butterflies.

‘Anyway, what can a guy with all his limbs cut off do?’

She started running straight towards the Flame Palace.

It was a privilege to hold her weight, but it was an adult’s duty to carry her responsibility. The nickname “Red Death” floated through Nabirose’s mind like a mirage.

‘Who was it really? ‘I can’t remember at all.’