9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 420

Episode 420

Episode 135. Disappeared things return as swords (1)

A month has passed since they escaped from the seal.

Originally, as soon as the subjugation was over, it was planned to commemorate Jeka’s mother and return, but the party still did not leave the plateau of Tejiz.

“So, are you going to burn the demons to death?”

“Kaaak!”

Duran shouted, knocking out Marlon’s flames with his Star Buster. The sparks that touched the Star Buster bounced off with a dull sound as if it had mass.

“Hold the spear straight, Zecca! Dropping the tip of a spear because it is difficult means death in real combat.

Will you make Pidgin Carta protect you every time?

Fuck!

Duran said, stomping Zecca’s thighs with his toes. Zecca couldn’t even scream and hurriedly raised the lowered spear pole to correct his posture.

The reason why the party did not return to the Empire was no different.

training.

Duran thought he needed time to properly guide Marlon and Zecca, who had gained new powers.

Tejiz was a land optimized for training in every way.

All around are plateaus and canyon cliffs, and there is not even a small village nearby. In addition, the open space is perfect for practicing various big skills.

“I’m giving up on recuperation and teaching you guys, so what are you going to do about it? It means showing urgency. Desperation for overwhelming inaction!”

Looking at the two people flying in black after being beaten by fists, feet, or the side of Star Buster’s sword, it was difficult to distinguish whether this was training or violence.

‘Master too. There’s no hell for them.’

While Duran was dealing with both of them at the same time, Yuma was meditating. Unlike Marlon and Zecca, he was very calm.

Duran was openly excluding Yuma from training. That meant there was nothing more to teach.

And Yuma was also unaware of Duran’s intentions.

After fighting together within the seal, Yuma realized that the gap between Duran and himself was not as great as he thought.

Assuming that life and death is going to be one match, he imagined that his teacher would definitely beat him before.

But now the picture is not drawn. If such a fight started, it would be impossible to know whether it would be the teacher or himself who was standing after it was over.

‘The storm you showed me at the end is a level that even I can’t follow, but…

a storm.

The final decisive battle of Duran Jacques, the only grandmaster who does not rely on any gods.

The only people in the world who could use a storm were Duran Jacques and Yuma. Perhaps Duran will not pass on the storm to others in the future.

However, as soon as Free saw Duran’s ‘real’ storm that oxidized Matiu to ashes, Yuma realized that even if he trained for a lifetime, he would not be able to spread the same storm as his master.

You will be able to reach to a certain level. I already prayed that. Yuma’s storm also reached a level so great that even Mantu and the other transcendentalists were startled.

‘But the storm can’t be completely mine after all. The true power of the storm will only be manifested when Master Duran Jacques unfolds it. It’s a decisive battle in which all activation conditions were tailored to the master in the first place.’

That’s what Yuma was thinking.

You need something original like ‘Aura Explosion’. It is not a skill passed down from someone else, but a skill of one’s own that can be devised and perfected without any gaps.

Improving the storm, as it has been doing so far, could be a way, but Yuma wanted to achieve the same achievements as his teacher.

I wanted to reach a realm where I could pay homage to any transcendent being.

Of course, Yuma already had his own aura and ‘creation’ that originated from it.

However, Yuma still did not know that he could unleash his creation, and even if he knew, it would be unreasonable to use it as a combat skill.

‘It would be nice if it was a skill that could be applied by applying the unique aura. In order to have destructive power comparable to Master’s storm, a unique aura is absolutely necessary.’

Amoulah’s Black Aura also needed to be considered.

Since meeting Mantu, Yuma has been refraining from using that demonic sword as much as possible. It was because he told me to reach the master who had reached the level of Grand Master with a single sword.

but.

Yuma realized when he saw the figure of his master who had fought with Mathieu.

Knowing that now is not the time to discuss means and methods or self-esteem, even the greatest warrior in history, Duran Jacques, is hurt enough to vomit blood after using a storm-like technique.

limits of the human race. Duran overcame some of that, but in the end, every time he used a skill close to his authority, his life force was consumed.

‘In my previous life, even Master died fighting against the generals of the underworld. Now is not the time to insist on the degree of unmannedness. I have to use every kind of power I have efficiently.’

If only Yuma was unmanned.

If you were a human who revere force and whose goal was to become a strong human being and rise to the position of the strongest.

Whatever the situation, it would be right to follow Mantu’s opinion. Even if it is a road that leads to death or frustration, martial artists always choose the right way.

But Yuma wasn’t just a soldier.

The only regressor in this world.

Even if it wasn’t ‘salvation’ in the true sense, Yuma’s own mission was ‘survival of more humans’ than the Dragon Horse War before returning.

That’s why I thought I should use my unique Aura and Aryeola more actively.

‘Isn’t there a way to instantaneously manifest the demon’s full power through Arilla? Unique Auras are finding their proper use after Golem…

After subjugating the seals, I learned more about my own military power, but my worries deepened.

However, it was not a dizzying worry, and Yuma will soon find an answer as always.

[Master!]

“Why?”

[There’s a white lizard coming!]

Hearing Rakir’s voice, Durand stopped moving. Zecca and Marlon did not relax their defensive stance even though they managed to keep their battered bodies together.

Yuma’s gaze reached the sky that Rakir was pointing at.

A dragon that looked like a dot in the distance was rapidly approaching the plateau where the party was located.

It was Ariel.

“Disciple, it seems we arrived too late.”

“It seems so. Well, it’s already been more than two months since I left my country. They didn’t send any news about the subjugation.”

There is no village nearby, so there is no facility to send a letter. So, the party was just concentrating on training, thinking that Mahatrisha must have felt Freega Matiu’s death.

It was because I thought it would be difficult to find time to properly train when I go back. Jeka and Marlon, who have obtained Yongan and Hwaan, must be trained as soon as possible.

In particular, since Malone got Hwa-an, he was a strong candidate to become a grandmaster in the future. If possible, it should be in full bloom before the war with the lower world begins.

“Ha ha woo-wook! I think Ariel saved us, Marlon.”

“Huh… I agree with you, but why is it such a mess when Jae comes to you when you’re in the middle of the heat? Go crazy!”

He seemed sharp, but Marlon didn’t seem to hate Ariel’s visit. No, I just wanted to show it to you.

Now that I have gained the Hwa’an and become stronger, I wanted to boast that I could easily protect a dragon like you.

“Don’t worry, Matan kid. I’ll roll it right in front of Miss Ariel. If I flatter myself that I got one burning eye, the beatings I’ve received so far will be meaningless. Even you, Zecca.”

“Yeah “What’s the answer? Are you rebelling?”

“no!”

Flutter Flutter!

Ariel was flapping her wings vigorously even as the two of them had their heads smashed into Duran.

And when Ariel came a little closer, the party felt that her flight speed was unusual. It is flying very urgently. And the movement was not constant.

[My lord. That lizard looks very urgent…? Huh huh?]

“Wait. Didn’t Ariel-sama get injured!?”

Not long after, the party confirmed that blood was flowing from Ariel’s right wing. Crimson blood dripped from the pure white body and dripped into the sky.

Even flying seemed difficult. It seemed that flying to this place was the last of its strength, and it rapidly lost its balance and swayed dangerously.

“Ariel!”

“Ariel!”

Woo woo woo…!

A groan like a huge heartbeat spread. It was Ariel’s pain.

At this rate, Ariel would fall off the cliff. The appearance of the flight trajectory falling was not good.

And if Ariel fell into the sea at the bottom of the cliff… it was unknown whether she would be able to pull it out again.

“Yuma! Should I quickly break down that cliff and level it?”

“It will float away soon!”

While Marlon and Zecca panicked, Duran was preparing to unleash a sword storm with his Star Buster. The idea was to create a huge wind to lessen Ariel’s shock.

But at that moment, Yuma jumped forward with her swift speed and stretched out her hand towards Ariel. The fingertips were covered with white ice.

Let’s go!

And an amazing sight followed.

A tremendous chill rose from Yuma’s fingertips, and a road made of ice opened toward the sky where Ariel was floating.

It was a road that led to a diagonal line. It was so gigantic that it was believed to be a pillar of ice supporting the world.

A whopping 1 kilo of ice was connected like a breakwater.

coo!

Fortunately, Ariel was able to cling to the tip of the ice pillar. Its wings had already stopped beating with all its strength, and it was barely licking its uvula, holding on to its consciousness.

Ariel landed on the pillar of ice and started sliding toward the ground at high speed.

“Master!”

“i get it!”

The four people of Yuma and Duran Malone bent down in a line to receive the dying Ariel.

As it was, Ariel’s huge body, which had slipped, touched the hands of the four people and stopped moving. It was the moment when he successfully took down the falling dragon using his unique Aura and physical strength.

“Miss Ariel! Are you okay? What is this!”

The wound was quite deep. There was a huge cut on the right wing, and overall the body was full of small and large wounds.

And the smell of gunpowder unique to magic shells and the smell of burnt blood was strong.

Among the blood on the body, black blood was often seen, but it seemed that it was not Ariel’s, but the demon’s.

It was as if they had just fought a war and retreated.

[The enemies of Lord Duran… are starting to move. Humans are dividing…]

Ariel’s voice rang low.

The party was able to intuit without hearing further explanations. What was going on in the world while they were in Tejiz?

“Has the war… started?”

[Guardian Rizol. He joined hands with the demon king of the underworld.]

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