58 < Chapter 12. Living (6) >

Slayman was the second master of the continent.

It meant that he was the second oldest living person to walk in the path of the sword. Of course, I could not see that the length of my time as a soddmaster was completely proportional to the strength, but I could not completely ignore the time spent after the realization.

In short, Slayman was strong.

Slayman's sword resembles that of its owner. It was heavy but not slow.

- Shhh!

Every time Slayman's sword moves, you hear the air tear. The blue light of a warping error along the edge of the sword repeats its disappearance as it leaves a remnant.

Calian's Black is terribly fast. But he never made a fuss.

Slayman's sword slashes back the torn air. The user hurls a raging thunderstorm between the Swords of Slayman.

- Aah!

The Sword of Slayman crashes into Calian's throat. Calian quickly turns away and reaches for Slayman's side, momentarily exposed. As Slayman wields his sword, Calian immediately aims for Slayman's heart.

They slaughter each other.

Neither of them had a reason in their hands.

Kalian asked for it because it wasn't a peaceful duel.

Grey Brisen, and Evan Brisen.

It was bound to happen when they and Callian faced the sword. So in order to deal with them, we had to pinpoint the power of the Kalian himself.

Kang! Ka 'ang!

So Slayman was helping Callian push the boundaries.

The blue light rushes toward Calian's shoulder, but he's already gone. Instead, a sharpened Magical Sword flies from behind Slayman. Calian's sword, which had just returned to Slayman's back, is already at hand.

Faster!

Even Slayman is fast enough to miss a move from time to time. The sword's strength is lacking, but the speed at which it moves is unusual.

Slayman draws his sword and raises it with magical power.

- Ka-ang!

The workshop slashes, stops, slashes, and drains away without rest. A chunk of sharp magical power collides over the blade and blade, and the sound fills the training room.

Callian, who once again sheathed the Sword of Slayman, empowers you with his grip.

- Kang! Ka-ang!

Four quick cuts target Slayman's critical point. The power of the Slayman's Blade rises upon you, striking down all of Kalian's swords.

It was a fairly sharp attack, but Slayman drew a long arc. As life grows stronger toward Slay, the same energy emanates from Slayman and tries to pin Calian's hands and feet.

- Ta-ah!

Calian's feet move as if stepping into the air.

After that, he quickly reaches out his sword and tries to stop her from moving. Then Kalian flies it away in a gentle sweep of the blade.

Slayman pulls the twisted sword with his bare hands. I felt no hesitation in reaching out or retrieving the sword as if I were free from inertia alone.

Slayman swings his sword at Calian's torso, just like he recovered it. Calian swings his sword once more and unleashes an attack.

Slayman grins.

"How can I know the limits of the power of a genie when it is stretched out like this?"

Soon Slayman focuses his strength on the sword in his hand.

Whoo-hoo!

The Sword of Slayman trembles once.

Then the blue light became deeper. The amount of error in the sword has increased.

Calian's eyes narrow as he felt it.

- Kuang!

Slayman slams down on the floor of the training hall.

He raises his sword over his head and slams Calian's body into a pulsating position. Calian swiftly raises his sword across the bar to stop the attack. Hangi, who looks like he'll freeze all the blood that flows through his body, flows like fog on Slayman's sword.

And that's the moment.

Calian's sword flashes as if it were flashing.

"· · · · · ·!"

It did not withstand the heavy Slayman's error many times its own.

It happened with Slayman's sword to strike and Khalian's sword to stop it touching each other. The sword of the Kalian disappears, leaving Slayman's sword unattended for a moment.

When something unexpected happens, Slay tries to retrieve the sword with a startled sound. But Kalian moves fast.

As soon as Calian felt the magic of the sword dispersed, he immediately twisted. As such, the edge of Slayman's sword stopped grabbing and passing by Kalian's face.

You see a long, thin vein on Callian's cheek.

However, instead of worrying about the wound or realizing the huge problem of the sword disappearing, Calian grabbed hold of the rebuilt sword right away.

- Shhh!

Kalian's appearance disappears beyond Slayman's range. Slayman instinctively twists his back and extends his sword.

As the numbers read, Kalian strikes the outstretched Slayman's sword and strikes himself again. Then, the momentary floating body drops into the air, plunging down the Magic Sword. Towards the crown of Slayman, exactly.

Slayman swiftly twists his sword, stopping it, and straightens out. A fierce creak echoes through the air.

- Ka-ang!

Slayman and Calian's eyes meet with their swords.

And this time, Kalian grins.

A few moments ago, a shivering blade, similar to the one Slayman's, flows from Calian's blade.

Whoo-hoo!

An agglomerate of magical power, like a piece of glass, fills the blue light. He once again placed an error on the sword of sorcery made of error.

Kalian's speculation was more intense than ever.

I have a spare hand.

That's what the Kalian sword is saying.

- Boo!

Slayman does not wait, but draws his sword again. Calian's feet move faster, and a sword of blue light falls over Slayman's shoulder. Slay swings his sword and flicks it lightly. After the blockage of the attack, Kalyan turns his sword and raises it, Slayman misses.

- Ta-ah!

Kalian disappears from Slayman's sight again.

Slayman opens his senses, knowing that pursuing the vision is meaningless. Then you stretch your sword toward the place where it feels like Calian's steps are headed. But Slayman's sword shatters the air in vain.

I've already read the number once, but I think Kalian is ready to strike again.

Only Slay quickly turns away, realizing that he was fooled after thinking that. Suddenly, you see Kalian swinging his sword at Slayman's neck, standing on the other side. Slayman is stunned and prevents the attack.

- Ka-ang!

Calian's sword barely stops right next to Slayman's neck.

You get a long scar on Slayman's neck and start bleeding.

And at the same time,

Whoo-hoo!

The Sword of Slayman cries once more.

The smen error in the sword turned deep like the sea.

Calian's eyes are wide open with more intimidating sounds and energies. Unbelievably, the energy of Slay's error is once more intense.

Along with him, Slay raises his arm high.

Then you put down your sword on Calian.

Dangerous.

It is not a spillable sword.

All the senses that Callian was struggling with were shouting.

Calian gathered all the remaining errors to protect his body and moved them to the sword. He raises his blade as hard as he can with Slayman's coming sword.

- Kuang!

A louder sound came out than any sound I've ever heard.

- Boo-hoo!

Slayman's heavy sword cracks.

At the same time, Kalian's sword disappears, scattered to all sides.

It is at its limit.

* * *

There is long gold on Slayman's blade.

Slay's mind was long and lively looking at it.

It wasn't the sword. It is a pity that the sword is broken. However, Sloman's mind was not narrow enough to feel sorry for that.

I've heard the strange saying that raising a daughter is useless.

Yeah, it is.

Let's just say that raising a son is not going to do any good someday.

No, it still is.

I'm still bleeding from my father's neck!

"You hurt your face if you get busted! Are you okay anywhere else? Any broken or single?"

Yan rushed in through the training room door and immediately ran to Calian, worrying that he might break it if he touched it. Slayman, who thought he was quite a broad-minded man, grumbles at Jan who is restless because of Calian's incontinent wounds.

"I don't think that's my baby."

You hear a small smile next to Slayman. It was a hina.

Hina's hand was shining. I was healing a wound on Slayman's neck.

Of course, it was not just the two of them who were surprised by the resounding sound in the training room. All the knights who were with Kiri were gathered at the fortress. Thanks to you, Slayman has one more thing to be unfair about.

The battle just now was clearly won by Slay.

I didn't finish my error, so I won quite casually.

However, there are no pieces of Calian's broken black form left.

The Sword of Slayman is cracked.

The wound on Calian's face wasn't that big in the first place, but the power of blessing was healing a little. Slayman's neck was cut in half a span long.

"Duke · · · · · · · · No kidding · · · · · · · · ·?"

So the egg is very reluctant to ask.

Slayman loses his horse, and Calian bursts into laughter again.

* * *

In the morning, there was a glow in the cavity and in the afternoon there was a loud noise in Slayman's study. The land of the elephants that had always been quiet was rotten, just when Khalian came.

And that evening, there was a great supper.

From Calian and Slayman, as well as Calian's group, to Rachel and Veronica, Alan's family, and the twenty knights who were escorting Calian, they were all in an uproar.

As such, Kalian was able to finally hear Slayman's violin as he had hoped. It was unbelievably good because it was a hand that handled the sword. Because of this, Kalian was deeply moved.

After a moment, Slay, who lowers the violin out of his hand, comes to sit next to Calian.

"You heard me. I knew you were good with swords, but a violin. It's amazing."

"It's Siegfried. Even if you can't handle the sword, you must treat the violin."

Only Slay makes a distinctive laugh.

Slay's wounds, which Hina treated, are not completely, but quite healed. Slay looks at the wound on his neck and says, "Don't worry."

"It doesn't even tickle this much!"

"I've been very helpful. Thank you."

Kalian smiles and sends his thanks again.

Thanks to you, you realize that if you encounter a force above the limit, the sword disappears. Moreover, knowing how much power the Magic Sword had lost, there was no greater harvest than that. It would have been really dangerous if the same thing had happened a while ago when the fight had actually taken place.

Therefore, it was time to learn to cast errors and magic while keeping the sword from disappearing.

"Glad you could help."

Slayman says that his face is a little red. He may not be drunk because he deals with error, but he certainly does not drive out drunkenness.

Kalian pours the wine into Slayman's cup. Slayman asks Calian if he wants some wine, but Calian shakes his head.

The knights are moderately drunk, so the area is pretty rowdy. When Hale Latran pretended to be drunk, he didn't want to hear that, but now he's excited.

I'm sitting quietly, looking around, and Slay opens his mouth next to me.

"Quick swords aren't that unusual, so that's fine."

Kalian turns his head to look at Slayman.

Slayman speaks in a low voice.

"The characteristic of the Knights of Cerritia is that they put their strength first into their waist after slashing their swords across or after battling, Prince."

Slayman was able to pinpoint Kalian's sword, proving that his name was not in vain.

"Thanks to my son, I've heard stories about the prince to get a ticket in my ear. I also heard how much you hated swordsmanship. However, with the sword of Cecretia, I am on the path of the sword in just a few months, and there are many errors in between. It may not be enough time to learn how to deal with errors right after you get on the path of the sword, but it feels a little strange to already know how to deal with and stack them."

Kalyan waits for Slayman's next words without changing his expression.

Slay looks at his thighs and says again.

"Anyway. In Cairys, we focus on the bridge. If you look at the sword separately, whether it's with your waist or your legs, it's just a personal habit. But if you think about it in conjunction with other prominent points, you can cultivate suspicion. Others may recognize it, but you should be careful."

It shouldn't seem strange for Calian to use the Swords of the Cecrethian Knights, but he said to be careful if you think about it in relation to other situations such as the sudden change in Calian appearance, you may suspect Calian's identity.

Callian looks at Slay instead of answering him. Slay smiles as he reads the meaning of his eyes.

"This is Siegfried. It's no use trying to figure out what's in the three prince elephants' shell. Maybe you can fight me again later."

Callian replies briefly.

"Thank you."

Slay pours the wine into Calian's cup.

It wasn't to encourage Calian not to drink, it was just to make it look as if he was having a natural conversation with the eyes around him.

"I'm a little curious as to how that happened, if you could tell me."

Calian shakes his head, smiling slightly.

"I'm just living like that somehow."

Sly smiles at Jan and looks back at her.

"Does he know the truth?" "

"That's what I'd like to ask you more about. Whether to pretend not to know or not to really know. I'm not sure."

"You probably know that."

As he laughs, Slay recalls for a moment what his son looked like. Then he wiped his smile and added it quietly.

"· · · · · · · You don't really know."

Oh, come on.