237 < Chapter 43. Do not stop (1) >

Don't stop.

Look into the darkness.

I made sure no one was there.

The boy's feet constantly moved, checking that no one was breathing alive.

"You got the order wrong. I am."

At the end of the bloody hallway, the boy's voice soon disappeared as he made a small reverberation. Even though it seemed like a regrettable and self-explanatory word, there was no emotion in his voice.

You know too well that if you put your emotions in front of the sword that should be unilateral, the swinging side also hurts.

"If I thought I'd caught them all, I should have just come here first instead of fighting in the palace."

You try to keep Brissen's troops as still as possible.

He wanted to save as many troops as possible and prepare for the unknown that would happen later. I didn't touch any of Brissen's bodies when I was trying to get rid of Silica.

As things escalate, we will be forced to kill not only the late Lord Bryce of Cairysis, but also the entire army at the Count of Brycen.

So, if I knew this was gonna happen, I would've just hit Evan first instead of Silicon then.

- Bruises, bruises.

There, in perfect darkness, even the moonlight did not smile, but the boy's feet stepped on the stairs without hesitation.

"Oh · · · · · · · If that were the case, peas would have smelled the renaisserie."

I was already at my limit.

The Renaissance scent would never have faded, so he would have lost his mind if he had just let it go.

"Good job postponing this one, then."

Thank goodness.

I'm doing this again, thanks to you.

"· · · · · · Well, saving people isn't easy."

He smiles and lowers his voice on a silent staircase.

It was also a habit to talk to myself.

Talk to the dead soon, think next to the dead. I kept walking through a place filled with noisy people, and suddenly there was such a habit.

- Tadahak!

Dozens of people appear and stand in the way. The same situation has been repeated for a long time. Evan must have sensed that the seal of the oath he made with Plants had moved, so he must have prepared in his own way.

Like you want to be tired.

- Shhh!

A soft curve of dark red blades glides across the sky, discriminating between knights and soldiers. They seem to be trying to say something to the boy, but they're not. Because the boy in front of him decided he would no longer listen to them.

- Toowook.

Not human voices, not human screams, but the sounds of the human heavy body stretching across the floor fill the hallway.

The boy looks away as he walks past them, looking to see if his breath had faded with his sunken red eyes. I did not rush, but I kept going without stopping once.

Once more down that long corridor and up those stairs, when we get to where the lights are still on.

"You're faster than I thought."

I finally heard a good voice.

After closing his eyes once, Khalian steps forward, his sword lowered without answering. The sound of your feet bruising and the sound of the tip cutting into the marble floor follows.

Most of the knights guarding the mansion are dead.

I let the runaways go, but the one who came at me killed them all by mistake. I killed them all without missing them. I entered the main hall beyond the outer walls of the mansion and made fun of my feet while climbing the stairs.

"How did you keep the Second Prince alive?"

Nevertheless, Evan asked.

"I wonder why the three princes are doing this to the two princes. I wonder how this stone works. I have a lot of questions."

The Black pebble I received from Grey.

Calian walks toward Evan, smiling as he ignores the stone in his hand.

"I have a question, too."

I didn't want to be disturbed by your encounter, so it took me a while to catch the others first. So let me ask you just one question.

"Would you listen to me if I asked you to teach my brother how to use a brisen sword?"

"Why would you inform an outsider of Brissen's sword?"

"· · · · · · · Yes."

Bruises, bruises.

"So the Three Princes,

- Ta-ah!

Callian lunges at you, kicking the floor.

A lifestyle explodes together that seems to consume the entire house.

The tip of the black robe winds up like the wings of a butterfly.

* * *

Arsen turns his head to put down the grimoire he was holding.

- It's working.

Hina's voice is heard.

I received a bracelet from Kiri to help me communicate the situation more smoothly. I had to respond as soon as Plants' condition changed, but I couldn't move my hands because Hina was using a healing technique to recognize it first.

"Well implemented."

I know that the effect of what Hina said does not mean that there is a solution. I could tell even if I didn't listen through Hina.

The whitening of his face did not change.

I just don't feel sick anymore.

"I've never seen anything like this before, so it's kind of strange."

I've used a lot of life-breaking magic, but I've never used one that doesn't hurt anyone.

If you die in a fight, the dead are weak.

If he lost the fight and didn't die or get hurt, he's lucky to be weak. If a weak man didn't die of luck and get hurt, he deserves to get hurt.

The Mad Wizard living with such thoughts must know magic to ease pain. If he had known such magic, he would have written it himself when he was injured in the forest. It hurt a lot at that time.

Arsen himself is not weak, so he doesn't belong to the sick or the cheap.

- I think you're feeling a lot better. I'm so glad.

When I was educated by Tensyl's healer, I heard that Alan had used healing magic on Callian. When Hina remembered it, she spoke to Arsenal, searched through books like this and found a magic formula. Arsena, who had read it, poured her magic onto the great Plants.

Luckily, it worked.

I didn't act quickly because I looked very sick.

I said, "If it's good, if it's bad, it can't be bad, so just be what it is." It's not like I rushed to express myself because I was worried about how mild the prince was.

"I'm a wizard, too."

Perhaps Hina would have expelled him if she had known how bold Arsenal was doing right now. If she had known, she would have calculated the magic she had encountered in her lifetime perfectly and built a statue of the genius wizard that had been implemented immediately.

Of course, Arsenal had no intention of telling Hina the truth.

We knew very well that on the day Calian found out about this reckless act, he would try to tear open the door to the vault, destroy Arsen, or do either of them.

"You can't call yourself a wizard if you can't implement one of the spells in the book. Just pretend you don't know because it's not something to brag about."

Hina shruggedly does not answer.

After briefly informing me of the results of the magic manifestation, I focused on the nerves returning and examined Plants.

In fact, you must be busy listening to Arsen's nonsense and answering it as you continue to heal Plants' heart without stopping.

Hina's face is getting quite pale as well, so Arsen struggles to get rid of the thought of her dying due to her healing power over time. And I went out of my mind to look at this sudden situation.

The magical energy that Arsenal has felt recently.

And another energy that seems to have faded a lot over time, focused on looking at it.

A short time ago, in Arsen's head, he breathed his last breath, a message came to mind from Kiri.

- You shared the seal of the oath.

I heard from Allen a little while ago that Plants had two seals, and the power of both that and the blessing were tangled up in that commotion.

'Whatever you said triggered the seal of the oath, it's a strange situation.'

The phosphorus of the oath is the "clever" magic created by the Sispanians. It is the power to punish the heart by determining whether the promise is fulfilled or not.

Calian plays a prank on the seal of the oath.

Plants has betrayed Brycen, so the spell must be triggered to stop his heart. However, because what Plants told the knight was that he was going to keep the second contract, the seal of the oath did not determine whether Plant should let go of the heart or break the first promise and stop the heart.

That's why the magic that tries to restrain Plants' heart repeats its trigger and release.

'You come back from the dead.'

It became a strange situation, as if Arsenal had understood it properly.

If it weren't for the blessing of the Sispanians, he would not have been able to endure the condition of stopping and beating again for long, but the blessing was because he was working hard again and working hard as a blessing and Hina was empowered, and as a result, Plants was breathing somehow.

"I definitely saw someone."

Arsen speaks to himself.

What madman in heaven and earth would make a seal of oath and stake his heart as a cat carries it? So I'm pretty sure I've seen people.

With that thought, Arsen's gaze flashes back at Plants' face.

Arsen disappears, gazing at the man who was lying prone as he collided with two phosphorus on his own.

"Then there was another one here in all the world."

One of them put his heart on the line to save it, and the other one gave it up to save it.

· · · · · · You're the same crazy brother.

* * *

The seal of the oath does not disappear.

So it's still okay.

'I didn't sign a contract from time to time to confirm that peas are constantly being dug up.'

A miraculously smiling Kalian lets out a single breath while keeping Evan's sword in his head. Then he reaches for his sword.

- Ca-ang!

A short workshop continued to explore each other.

It was different from Plants' swordsmanship and different from the one used by the Knights of the Palace. I never pointed the sword at Grey in the first place, so I don't know exactly, but the way it moves is different from Grey.

It's heavier than Tailan. It's lighter than Slayman.

Slower than Tailan. Faster than Slayman.

Brissen's true sword was definitely different.

A sword that neither he nor I speak ill of. A sword that can deal with both, if you say so nicely.

"Good."

Kalian laughs.

A sword that can only be used by Gaju.

Tailan had never made a particular mention of the Sword of Brycen. No, not that the Sword of Brissen is as powerful as Siegfried, but there is something known about it.

'You have a record somewhere, or you have another successor.'

Renan Brissen?

'Renan is known to not use a sword. Besides, Evan shared the seal of the oath with his teacher and imprisoned Renan.'

Of course, it was such a contract that you wouldn't announce your incarceration elsewhere that you could have falsely imprisoned it, but Calian had never felt error from Lennon. Above all, Lennon was too slow to use a sword.

'Lennon's suspicions are swift. If he didn't hide his heir, but didn't have one yet, how long would he have been alone? Do you really want to live and die without teaching anyone?'

Or are you hiding something else?

- Ka-ang!

Makes me think more.

If you think too much during a fight, you die.

Kalian folds the naturally continuing questions first and moves his sword again. An attack from behind Evan appears in front of him, choking and aiming for his throat.

- Kang!

The red eyes in the hood glow.

I saw all of Evan's footing, the movement of his arms, and the curvature of his sword. I put it all in my head. I memorized them all.

Ka 'ang!

Evan's sword swoops past Calian's jaw. Immediately after that, Evan pulls up the sword that comes to the front of his heart, flashing a dark red light.

Whoo-hoo!

Evan's sword echoes with a sharp error.

Evan's error was blue.

To be precise, only Khalian's error should be dark-red. Non-wizards did not need to circulate and use the unique Mana and error in the caster's circles.

Ka Kang!

The Workshop for Exploration soon disappeared and was attacked with a deadly blow. Suddenly, two different color errors were entangled and repeated.

The sword scrapes against Evan, and the marble sculpture on the floor on which Kalian stood scatters to all sides. A picture of someone hanging on the wall lost its shape by the power of two orders that protruded from the trunk.

Calian raises his sword and stops Evan's blade from coming in through the pass. At the same time, I grabbed the throwing sword and lowered it obliquely to Evan's neck. Evan's swiftly retrieved sword once again blocks Kalian's number.

Then Kalian suddenly rises up and sends his sword in a completely different direction.

- Kaga River!

Evan picks up his sword quickly, feeling Calian rushing forward. The power of the sword and the sword continues to block each other and strike back at each other.

The moment when the struggle continues to be hard to count.

- Kang!

Calian's eyes gleam sharply.

'No way.'

Soon, Calian's feet move through the air.

The one standing in front just moved his foot, but he followed the next attack directly behind him.

Evan twisted his back, lowering his waist deeply, saying that he was bored with the speed that seemed to continue accelerating. And he swung his sword as it was.

- Caaaaang!

As the sound of the tearing air continues, the chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the hallway flinches and the shadow of the two tests on the wall falters briefly.

Calian's shadow disappears, as if trying to pierce his right flank. At the same time, he appeared in front of Evan.

Evan reaches out for his sword, but instead of blocking it, he dodges it by moving back.

- Tak!

Calian lands with the sound of something light touching the ground. The black robe, which was still worn, swells for a moment and sets down.

My lips moved under the hood that I pressed deeply.

"Now · · · · · · · · ·."

Calian's lips, which have been staring at Evan like that for a while, say:

"I think I can show you something else. Marquis."

"What?"

"What you've hidden."

Calian's gaze touches Evan's sword.

Evan has a long smile on his mouth.

"I do."

Short answer.

With him, Evan's long, sharp blade of sword twists and twists. It's as if one long bar is cut vertically.

It is divided into two thinner, sleeker shadows.

Calian opens his mouth when he sees it.

A satisfied little voice echoes in the long corridor.

"Yes. That."

Calian, who scattered his sword, swoops down his throat with his bare hands.

The robe strap that was placed in front of your neck was loosened.

You hear something light pouring down.

- Glug, glug!

After slaughtering so many of them, even though I came here, the hem of the robe, which was not soaked in blood, fell to the ground on Callian's back.

"You've been trying to figure out what that is. I am."

The hood obscures your vision, revealing red eyes.

From the rebuilt sword, a dark red glow flashes down.