Chapter 131

Chapter 131

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It wasnt just Luke who received a different secondary weapon from Noubelmag, but

Why suddenly a bow? Im a swordsman.

Because you have that sword.

Noubelmag pointed to the sword hanging from Leciels waist.

Shape Shifter.

A famous sword that has cut down countless enemies in the hands of the Hiyashins throughout history.

It possesses a rare ability to transform into any desired form without revealing its blade to its owner.

Even in the manufacturing process, the Holy power was infused by adding a Blessing Stone.

Noubelmag glanced at ShapeShifter without blinking.

Its still the same.

A sharp, straight-edged sword.

The finely engraved magical symbols and patterns along its length were still as beautiful as a work of art.

The solidity and powerful force were felt just like in the memories.

Shape Shifter was a masterpiece created by Ahir over five years, she was the elven blacksmith, teacher and mother of Noubelmag.

Even he, at the time an apprentice, had contributed to its creation.

Leciel interpreted Noubelmags gaze differently and discreetly hid the sword behind her.

Only then did she take a few steps back, feigning a cough.

Anyway, a secondary weapon in the form of a sword was meaningless to Leciel, who already possessed one of the most renowned swords on the continent.

Besides, Shape Shifter had the ability to nullify both meanings of secondary weapons from the beginning.

Noubelmag recalled the Heros request once again.

Focusing on one thing is good, but Leciel relies too much on swords. So, I thought of using this opportunity to make her practice with a bow. A great martial artist should be proficient in long-range weapons as well.

It was a valid point.

He had witnessed swordsmen proficient only in swords standing idly in open fields, sucking their fingers while watching approaching enemies multiple times.

Thus, a practice bow was created for Leciel.

Leciels lips puffed up slightly.

I will defeat the Hero with a sword!

How ironic to her aspirations to wield a bow.

Moreover, didnt even her grandmother dislike Leciel showing interest in other weapons?

Of course-

The Leader has been practicing archery for about an hour every day.

Although she quickly accepted that fact.

A new practice bow.

Leciel had headed to the indoor archery practice area in the middle of the night for this reason.

At the entrance, she was discovered trembling by Karen and Evergreen, two archers who were usually dedicated to their practice.

Target acquired.

One rule.

Men like pretty women.

But in fact, women also like pretty women.

Second rule.

Those who have excelled in a certain field willingly offer advice to beginners.

A beginner and a pretty woman.

Leciel, representing the intersection of these two, attracted the passionate gazes of Evergreen and Karen.

Unlike the hesitating Evergreen, Karen, with her straightforward personality, rushed forward.

Her quick steps made her black-dyed hair beneath her ears shake vibrantly.

Hello, Leciel.

Hello.

How about the new bow? Its different from a sword, isnt it?

Thats right.

If its okay, want to practice together?

A conversation consisting only of clear matters.

Karen naturally became Leciels daily coach.

When Karen demonstrated her archery skills, Evergreen also approached and helped with various things, and the three could practice archery together for a couple of hours.

Watch closely, Leciel.

Swish!

-Thud!

Karens arrow pierced the target, cutting through the air.

Leciel, and even Evergreen, marveled quietly at the seemingly ordinary scene.

It was because the arrow smoothly curved to hit the target, avoiding obstacles.

Hows that?! In Lindel, this is considered basic.

She said it was a skill honed for hunting and combat in a hometown full of dense trees.

It seems useful even in actual combat.

Leciel diligently took notes on the techniques Karen taught her.

Meanwhile, if Karens impressive archery skills ignited Leciels enthusiasm for learning, Evergreen modified Leciels basic skills.

Hmm, spread your feet a bit wider and loosen your wrist a bit. Thats right. Pull your shoulders back a bit. Dont hold your breath too tightly!

No matter how brilliant a swordsman she was, she couldnt be proficient in a bow she was using for the first time in his life.

Leciel learned with sweat pouring down.

It was then that Karen unstringed her bow and prepared to leave the practice range.

Hey, guys, goodbye. It was fun today. I have to go now.

Why?

Leciel, who was enjoying archery, immediately asked.

Karens eyes slightly narrowed.

shes cuter than I thought.

So much that it couldnt be distinguished from her hair.

Evergreen, smiling faintly, tied the knot of the bandage.

Hey, I just barged in without thinking, sorry.

Leciel stood up again and picked up the bow.

Evergreen also stood in front of the target with a smiling face.

The girls practiced archery together like that.

Leciel, Ill go first! Take it easy! See you at the dorm!

Goodbye Be careful.

Yeah! You too!

Even after Evergreen left, claiming that she needed to prepare for the Pinnacle Lecture, Leciel remained alone in the indoor practice room for over an hour.

Getting proficient in archery.

It may be the task the Hero gave her.

To not disappoint, to do her best to meet expectations.

Lets shoot a hundred arrows and go in.

Leciel made up her mind like that.

Swish!

-Thud.

As the target became densely packed with arrows, Leciels finger protection, given by Evergreen, started to tear apart.

Leciel suddenly lowered her bow.

It was because of the presence.

In fact, there were many people who approached her when she was alone.

Students with trembling hands handing her love letters, or boys confessing their love recklessly.

However, this time was a bit different.

Leciel turned around and spoke to the uninvited guest.

Evergreen just left.

I came to see you.

Entrance of the indoor practice room.

Luke, looking a bit more troubled than usual, stood there.

* * *

The underground common area covered with stench and dust.

Knock- knock-

Droplets of moisture formed were dripping regularly from the ceiling.

A man nervously wiped away the water that fell on his neck.

What kind of nonsense is this.

It was on the central altar.

A white skull mask that shone vividly even in the darkness.

A robe much more extravagant than those of other necromancers.

The symbol of the Demonic Church was engraved on the wrinkled back of his hand like a seal.

The man in charge of the Azure Branch was currently facing a very strange phenomenon.

Why?

Whoong-

A hand that cut through the air.

The sacrificial dagger, used for rituals, precisely struck towards the heart of the bound sacrifice.

It was something he had done countless times in the past few months.

There should be no margin for error.

Kichikikik-

However, the blade of the dagger, just one inch above their bodies, automatically brushed aside and went off to the side.

The man let out a deep sigh and lowered the ritual dagger.

For someone who had just discovered that all his subordinates on the surface had been slaughtered, he had a surprisingly calm attitude.

This is truly an absurd matter.

Pl-please spare me.

Quiet.

His index finger pressed down on the lips of the sacrifice.

That wicked thing is blocking your salvation. However, dont worry too much.

Beyond the skull mask, a glowing light was directed towards the surface.

Whether he had grasped the location of this place or not, he was approaching in a straight line.

A demon who had ruined the sacred rituals on the surface.

He had plundered offerings dedicated to the demons, trampled on holy relics with his filthy feet.

The one who committed unforgivable sins.

Pain will only purify us further, so as a shepherd, I will somehow return you to where you belong.

The mans hand wiped away the trembling face of the sacrifice.

So, dont worry.

First, he had to deal with that demon.

If he left it like this, all the offerings he had accumulated so far would be taken away.

The Church would be angry if the plan went awry, and the high priest would be perplexed.

Those who strive for the purification of the world, the holy people, should not experience such failures.

The man made a decision.

He would sacrifice himself to make that demon kneel.

Buchak-

Without hesitation, he left the offerings behind and headed for the innermost room of the common area.

It was where the accumulated offerings were stored.

TsuTsuTsuTsuTsu-

The magic circle engraved under the altar, as if alive, wriggled and emitted a sinister red light, chasing after him like a shadow.

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