9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 305

Episode 305

Episode 105. Former grandmaster Mantu (2)

Mantu’s blade fell on Yuma’s head like a sword. Following the trajectory of the blade, the flame spread like wings in both directions.

What would it look like if the fire god directly judged humans?

For an extremely brief moment, Yuma was almost stunned by the red flames from Mantu’s angry eyes.

However, Mantu’s hand stopped when he saw Amula’s black flames forming on Yuma’s left hand.

‘What is this? That’s the demon’s evil energy! I almost got stabbed.’

The flames gathered in Mantu’s hands spun backwards as waves hurriedly return to the sea.

If this had hit him, he would have suffered at least Randell’s or more serious injuries.

It was purely thanks to Tulka that Randall came back with only that much injury.

If he had continued to fight Mantu, he would never have been able to save his life.

Yuma did not miss the moment when Mantu hesitated.

The sword body of the summoned Amula rose high with the momentum to cut through the sky. Black flames against the flames of Mantu unfolded from the lengthened blade.

It was a black aura in the form of smoke.

As Mantu spread the distance, Amulla, which had increased in length by that much, fell at a right angle.

If it was a normal area of seed cutting, Mantu would have been avoided very easily.

However, the black aura that had risen like smoke hardened all at once.

Amoola looked like a raw rock pillar. If it was the front, it was a blind spot no matter which side you were standing on.

I immediately realized that Mantu was also unavoidable.

The position of having to go in for an attack and prepare for a counterattack before the attack was over was a situation I had never imagined since my twenties.

Overwork! Overworked!

The protruding part of Awola touched the ground first. It was similar to the attack that killed Niackle in one blow.

Almost at the same time, the tip of the sword body aimed at Mantu’s face.

And in that short moment, which could not have been an instant, Mantu grasped all of Yuma’s attacks.

The fact that it fell on his face was a threatening attack to disrupt his posture, and the black blade that was about to rise from the ground was real.

“ha!”

Mantu grabbed Amoulah’s blade with his bare hand.

Yuma watched his next move with a distorted face as if he had seen something he couldn’t see.

‘Crazy… It would be difficult to block this cleanly like this.’

The threat attack did not work.

I felt Mantu’s life force being absorbed while riding Aquila, but it was only for a moment.

When the wind made of flames blew once, the life force that had been sucked in returned to Mantu again.

thud! When Mantu stomped and stepped on the floor where Arilla’s blade was supposed to come out, the sand cracked as if it were a stone floor.

Hot flames like lava soared through the cracks in the sand.

Yuma couldn’t help but be surprised, because at that moment, for the first time, Amulla conveyed to herself the will to be ‘tough’.

The black aura that had been digging underground returned as a sword body like a beast hiding in a cave in fear.

Yuma couldn’t help but realize the weight of the name grandmaster.

After one round of battles, the two men were in a standoff for a while, controlling their breathing.

It was a series of shocks for Yuma, because Mantu was floating several feet in the air.

I couldn’t describe it as ‘flying’, but rather it was more mysterious than flying demons or dragons.

“You dare to bring out your dark power in front of Hwa-an!”

It was an angry voice.

However, Aquila did not rush to continue the attack, as if it was a fairly burdensome attack for Mantu.

“I don’t know what your hwaan means. However, power can be dark or light, and light can be dark, depending on who uses it.”

Yuma answered and looked at Mantu’s left shoulder.

The bandages had already been burned away, and blood was pouring from the torn wounds.

It was Randell’s injury.

The blood flowing from Mantu’s shoulder was evaporated by the heat before it even touched the floor and seeped into the flames.

‘I’m glad Sir Randell hit me. If the body condition of that specter was perfect, I don’t know if anything would have worked.’

In other words, it was a story that if it had been attached properly, it might have died.

He thought he had grown accustomed to the fear of death after Goode, but the majesty of the grand master was enough to make Yuma’s spine shudder.

‘hmm!?’

Mantu, floating in the air, suddenly stumbled once. It was a strange movement, as if the skein of thread hanging from the doll was breaking.

Randall’s shoulder was torn and he had just defended against Yuma’s attack with his bare body, but the blow was never enough to cause him to lose his balance.

The grandmaster Yuma knew was not the only one.

It was an obvious gap.

As soon as he saw him stagger, if Yuma had summoned all his strength and attacked, it would have been quite shocking.

However, Yuma did not deliberately attack and watched him quietly.

The gap in Mantu quickly disappeared.

“Why didn’t you attack?”

“I fear dying. Then we won’t be able to talk.”

“You really are an annoying guy. You can burn enough even now.”

It felt like seeing a smaller Hugo using the artifact he received from Chrisa.

Yuma was convinced that Mantu was not normal. Also that I started to acknowledge myself.

To be honest, Yuma didn’t want to fight Mantu.

Not because he was afraid because he was a grandmaster.

If he gains the power of being a revived Grand Master now that the war with the demons is in full swing, he will not be able to compare with the thousands of horses.

Of course, hurting Randell was a difficult part to forgive.

However, it is only natural that a winner and a loser will be divided in a fight between warriors, and above all, Randel was not fatally injured.

It was clear how the fight between the two would have progressed.

As soon as Randell felt Mantu’s skill, he would have challenged him to a fight, and Mantu would have gladly responded.

Yuma wanted to enlist him as an ally.

The reason why he was resurrected was to acquire the throne of the demon god and check his soul.

Or even if not, you will be able to recognize it in some way.

In the first place, the underworld is the dimension that governs death.

“Mantu, it seems you don’t know why you survived.”

“Yes.”

First of all, the last time someone forcibly ‘resurrected’ a dead being and the darkness of the apocalypse fell was only the moment he saved Rakir.

If so, it meant that Mantu was not brought back to life by anyone.

Or not alive.

For some reason, Yuma felt sorry for Mantu, who had fought to death until just now.

Resurrection and eternal life are desired by countless people, but it will not be pleasant for everyone.

Especially if it’s a character who died fully satisfied with his life.

“What is the name of this sword? It is the sword of the demon who controls death. If you want, I can find out why you are alive.”

“If the dead were brought back to life, it would be for any reason not auspicious.”

Mantu replied bitterly and briefly.

Yuma thought that his expression, hidden by the flames, must also be sad.

“Aren’t you curious why I am wearing your armor?”

“Nightmare is an armor that finds its owner on its own. There is a good reason for that, so you must be the owner of that bastard.”

In fact, Mantu recognized Yuma from the moment he first saw Yuma’s armor.

I just felt the need for a bit of verification and education for my juniors.

The flames that were entwined in the middle of the desert began to fade slowly.

Mantu’s painting eyes, which had grown so much, were also regaining their original size.

Mantu gained strength.

“Why is the excitement broken?”

“Don’t be pretentious, you are a distant junior. If you apologize for just one thing, I’m willing to have a deeper conversation with you.”

“Haha yeah? What?”

Yuma asked as she stroked her chest inwardly.

“Forgive me for calling me a monkey.”

It was so absurd that I felt like bursting out laughing.

However, the tone was infinitely serious, and it was clear that if he laughed now, the opportunity to have a conversation he had won so hard would be lost.

After taking a few steps closer and taking a closer look, Mantu really had the impression of a monkey.

The corners of the mouth that seemed mischievous even when they were still and the angry face that seemed to be angry somehow emphasized that impression.

“…I apologize. But you, too, will have to personally apologize for insulting my friend. I also want to emphasize that if he had died or been crippled, you would surely have been the same.”

“You expect too much from someone who has already died once. What is your master doing? Looks like you couldn’t crack down on one of the pupils’ snouts that were too excessive compared to their skills.”

“As I said before, he is someone who can finish you off in two hours.”

“I’d like to meet you once and ask you. I wonder if he can fall asleep even if he orders disciples to be educated like that.”

Yuma approached Mantu and offered to shake hands.

Mantu stared blankly at Yuma’s hand for a moment, then joined hands.

Strangely enough, his hand, where the small flames were gathered, was not hot.

“By the way, what do you mean by the Eastern Allied Forces?”

“It is literally. The damn demons are invading the human world.”

The two sat side by side on the sand dune and talked for a while.

Mainly, Yuma explained the current situation in the east, while Mantu listened quietly.

“That’s why 50,000 allied troops gathered, and Sir Randell and I were taking turns scouting during the march.”

“It’s an invasion of demons. In my time there was no such thing. If they seemed to come out, I beat them all to death. Every time a strange wizard helped me with my work.”

“A strange wizard?”

“Yes, it was the guy in the red robe. It is a strange being.”

It was Rizol’s impression.

“Was your name Rizol?”

“I don’t know the name. Just like me who handles fire, he handled light.”

“How did you come to handle fire?”

While Mantu was thinking about how to answer that question, a clear voice came from the other side.

“Yuma!”

“Commander-in-chief!”

It was Natalie and the ten soldiers she picked.

They felt the energy of the two people from afar and were about to run nervously.

When the fight started, it seemed that Tulka, who had fled, led them.

Yuma waved her hand to let her know that she was safe.

“What happened? Who is the interest?”

“Oh, that.”

This person is the one who defeated Randel, the grandmaster flame mantugo, and the conversation just started… I didn’t have the confidence to briefly explain.

Also, Mantu seemed to not want his name to be revealed.

He closed his eyes and covered his eyes, pretending to be blind.

“I’ll go in and tell you more. Not enemies.”

Natalie tilted her head, but the rest of the warriors nodded cautiously.

They immediately started moving toward the barracks.

Natalie climbed into the tulka and Mantu rose to her horse.

Natalie and the warriors were able to infer what the fight between the two was like by looking at the nearby desert area that was mercilessly damaged.

After about half an hour, Mantu suddenly stopped talking by pulling on the reins.

“Why but?”

Mantu looked at Yuma with a serious face and replied:

“I can’t go any further… Something is holding me back… Sup!”

Mantu tumbled down the horse.

He, who had boasted of extreme power by unleashing a hell of flames until just now, broke into a cold sweat and let out a rough breath.

“hey! Are you okay!”

Yuma hurriedly sat down next to him and said.

“My tomorrow… Come back here tomorrow. It seems I don’t have much time left. Instead, give your friend an apology.”

Yuma nodded, unable to hold on to Mantu for some reason.

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