9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 20

Episode 20

Episode 14. Knight War (1)

Taking Ascalon, Yuma faced the soldiers rushing into the commander’s barracks.

The spear points of the soldiers pointed at Yuma. It seemed that the number in front of me was well over twenty.

‘You damn old man. What kind of training is this?’

The situation was a situation, but the soldiers were allies anyway. He couldn’t massacre his allies by swinging Ascalon wrapped in a sword aura.

Yuma hung an Ascalon on her waist and put an aura on her fist.

“Gentlemen, did you hear the rumors about the guys who broke up after attacking me in Ahmad? Everyone, be careful not to break anything and come in.”

Duran was laughing as if he was enjoying it.

No matter how rough it was, I didn’t expect Yuma to avoid it so neatly. He was a disciple who always exceeded expectations.

“I think your uncle is a little crazy anyway. What if I couldn’t avoid it and the child died?”

“Didn’t you tell me sometime? If you feel unwell.”

“yes yes. My head hurts. Uncle, but his brain is really bad.”

Duran tried to hit the back of the head, but this time Randell also dodged well. Jeep Duran smacked his lips.

“Such a foolish bastard.”

“So, who do you think will be better after a week?”

“well. Someone similar to or stronger than Haejichu will come out.”

“General Haejichu is a senior sword master.”

There were over 500 Sword Masters worldwide. However, there were less than 100 senior sword masters. A high-ranking sword master was different from a normal sword master.

Throughout history, only seven people have attained the rank of grandmaster.

Archmage Resol Inventor Sugar Roll Mandi Mantu of Flame Half Dragon Pidgin Karta Queen of Dawn Brienne Knight King Duran Auger Slayer Hugo.

The only ones alive were Duran and Hugo.

The eighth grandmaster would become his apprentice, Duran thought.

“Yuma is truly blessed with an Aura. I don’t think whoever comes will lose. Even if you could die to me in it.”

Pyeon Big Pak Pack!

The soldiers were falling like a ball bouncing off Yuma’s fist.

At first, even the soldiers were hesitant to stab their allies with spears, but changed their minds after ten people fell in an instant.

The most important thing in the imperial infantry spearmanship manual was pincers. The soldiers spread the distance and encamped, enclosing Yuma in double or triple layers.

It was a tactic when dealing with monsters.

“Are you dealing with monsters now?”

It was unreasonable for Yuma to fight with his bare hands anymore.

Yuma pulled out the Ascalon and took a stance.

Pierce soldiers without killing them with pure sword skills without using an aura. No fatal injuries either. That was Duran’s task that Yuma judged.

Yuma lowered her stance and waited for the soldiers to enter first.

I was thinking of dragging them into a narrow space, knocking them out one by one using the sword, breaking the formation and breaking through one point.

The first to spear Yuma was a 10th division commander. At about the same time, another soldier’s spear aimed at Yuma’s lower body and pierced it.

Yuma lifted his left leg and shifted his center of gravity forward, striking the commander’s spear.

The hilt of the commander’s spear was shattered by the impact of Ascalon, which was loaded with an aura.

The wooden spear handle was broken and fragments flew out.

At that moment, a thought flashed through Yuma’s mind. What if those fragments could be moved and shot like arrows with the power of Aura?

But right now, it wasn’t a way to make it come true.

Subsequently, Yuma knocked the 10th commander in the jaw with a pommel and used the 10th officer as a shield to push the soldiers away with force.

The distance closed in an instant, and Yuma, who was holding up his ally like a shield, couldn’t be recklessly stabbed.

“Haaam!”

Yuma shouted and pushed the soldiers away with his feet. Breaking through the ranks of the soldiers without using an aura required a considerable amount of stamina.

After defeating the soldiers and escaping from the command barracks, Yuma had to defeat other soldiers who gathered like bees.

The soldiers fought to the death, and Yuma fainted one by one and ran away.

“Can he really come up with a trick before his stamina runs out?”

“What would you do?”

“hmm. If it were me, I’d just kill a few guys and give the impression that the one who attacks first will surely die. My life is much more valuable than that of a soldier.”

“Such a scumbag, killing an ally? Did I teach you that?”

“It’s a joke. But I guess that’s the best way.”

As he defeated the soldiers one by one, Yuma continued to think of a method.

‘I don’t have to fight with soldiers like this. If you aim for the boss right away, the soldiers will naturally find it difficult to approach me.’

Yuma immediately put an aura on Ascalon.

“From now on, if you get in my way, I will really kill you.”

As Yuma breathed life, the soldiers’ pursuit subsided further.

“Look. I think that’s the most certain.”

Randall said yes and threw another piece of wood into the fire and warmed it up.

In the meantime, Yuma used her swift speed to stun two soldiers and rushed forward.

“Ahh!”

Randel managed to turn around from his sitting position to avoid Yuma’s attack.

When he turned his eyes to his shoulder, he saw Ascalon’s sword shining in a piercing blue.

Randell felt a chill run down his spine and bounced away to spread the distance.

Duran, who was watching, burst into laughter.

“ha ha ha! It looks like you looked down on me a lot.”

“Attempted murder of superior officer for blasphemy. The punishment is the death penalty! Let’s die today, damn priest.”

“This is what I hoped for.”

Randall frowned and drew his sword.

As an amusing spectacle arose, the soldiers shouted out the names of the two. The voice calling Randall’s name was overwhelmingly loud.

Only those who had been beaten by Yuma and those who benefited from the battle of Ahmad’s capture shouted Yuma’s name.

“Have you ever heard of my nickname?”

Randell’s aura was a darker color than Yuma’s.

“yes. I have heard of it.”

“I’m a genius for no reason…

”Did I just say I was Randall, the diaper technician?”

A vein popped up on Randel’s neck.

Duran was lying on the floor, holding his stomach, hitting the ground and laughing.

“I’ll make it impossible to live without diapers for the rest of my life!”

“I used the meaning of diaper in a positive way, but it is too much.”

Randall widened his eyes and swung his sword. It was an attack so fast that it seemed that the stabbing and slashing were done almost simultaneously.

Yuma swung his sword from bottom to top, successfully attacking and defending at the same time.

Catch up!

Every time the two swords clad in thick aura collided, there was the sound of breaking glass.

The soldiers watched the match between the deputy commander and the orderly with sparkling eyes.

“stylish! stylish! stylish!”

The soldiers shouted a very simple cheering slogan in time with the beat.

“Fix it! Damn you,”

Randall shouted.

The soldiers did not change their slogans and shouted even louder that they were cool. he was a good boss

Yuma laughed and defended Randall’s attack.

‘If I see a gap even once, I’ll die right away. It must have been very hot, but the attack was infinitely accurate and sharp.’

Even though he was strong enough to snort, Randel’s attack point was fantastic.

Each attack was a position that forced Yuma to choose defense.

Yuma seemed preoccupied with defense, let alone attack.

“You bastard! Talk like you did just now! I looked at you pretty, but don’t you think there’s nothing scary? Are you targeting me?”

It was Yuma who was put on the defensive for the first time after returning. No, it was the first time since holding the sword.

Even the Haka who taught Yuma for the first time was able to overcome it after 15.

Haka was a sword expert close to a sword master.

The more ferocious the attack, the more irritable the feeling.

Even as Yuma stepped back, she didn’t lose her smile.

‘Surely great. It’s not just that he’s someone Duran always takes with him.’

Even before returning, Randel was always Duran’s lieutenant and nephew.

Yuma thought about how many strong people there would be in the world and adjusted his aura. Most of Ascalon’s aura was removed from Randel’s fierce attack.

“Good block. But I won’t be able to last forever!”

Randall also put on a new aura.

It wasn’t as fast as the swift, but Randel’s high-speed movement was also a speed that could not be followed with normal eyesight.

Yuma calmly anticipated Randel’s attack and moved his feet.

Sok!

“cook!”

Randall’s sword grazed Yuma’s shoulder. The blood flowing from her shoulder began to soak Yuma’s clothes.

‘I thought I definitely avoided it, but what is it?’

For some reason, it was an honest attack that could easily be avoided. However, if he hadn’t lowered his stance abruptly because of a sudden chill, he would have been fatally wounded.

Yuma figured out the cause while swinging his sword three times.

‘I’ve increased the blade with an aura.’

It was a level that could only be reached by becoming a high-level sword master. That’s one more variable to take care of.

Yuma caught his breath and prepared for a counterattack.

“No matter how much you have the potential to bewitch your uncle, I am also one of Zach’s riders. If you thought you could surpass me only with your talent, you would be very mistaken!”

When the aura was amplified, Randel’s sword body changed like a huge awl. It was shaped like a window.

Even the attack distance was much longer than Yuma.

“This is why the Rollmandy family can’t surpass Kyle’s first family, Zach. A black spear can become a spear, but a spear cannot become a sword.”

“You talk a lot, Sir Randall.”

Randall moved slowly step by step and pressed Yuma. And super-fast thrusts that fly intermittently or continuously.

Yuma had to hold Ascalon’s sword horizontally and use it like a shield.

‘Randel’s swordsmanship is so beautiful and perfect that his lower body tingles. But…

Yuma, who is only focused on defense, suddenly stretched out his sword and straightened his back. It was a strange posture, as if aiming at something.

“Don’t break it from now on, Yuma!”

Randall turned around and stabbed Yuma with his sword as if he were punching him.

It was an attack that increased his reach as much as he took a step and twisted his back.

Randell was sure this time he could put an end to it.

‘It’s a swordsmanship that gives birth to a genius boy from a noble family.’

The moment he thought he had reached it, Yuma disappeared from Randel’s field of vision.

Randel was startled and tried to look around. However, Randell could only lower his eyes and look at Ascalon on his neck.

Even Yuma was holding her back.

“Hah shit. To be caught from the back is a style crumple. lost. It’s embarrassing, so just kill it.”

“What kind of sad words. It was a good study, Sir Randall.”

The unexpected development put the soldiers in a state of bewilderment for a moment, and was mesmerized.

Soon after, the soldiers applauded and responded to the great match between the two.

“What kind of magic did you do?”

“It’s a business secret.”

It was clear that Randell would not be able to sleep for a while if he was informed that it was an artificial optical illusion caused by the help of aura and light and that it was a multi-sword using speed.

As Yuma drew his sword, Randall and Yuma bowed to each other. It was a courtesy to announce that the duel was over. This was the law of the warriors, regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles.

“Let’s try to stick together properly next time.”

“If Lord Randell had used twin swords, the result would probably have been different.”

Randel was originally a knight who used twin swords. A genius knight, Randall of the Twin Swords. That was Randel’s nickname.

“excellent. I will rest until night and start training again. Medic! Heal Yuma’s wounds.”

Duran said with a satisfied smile.

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