Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 207

207. King of the North (1)

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Hot blood welled up. Jager’s limbs, separated from his body, fell to the floor. Jager’s face was crumpled like tissue paper from the belated pain. Before long, a bone-chilling scream broke out.

“Hehehehehehehehe!”

“My Jager!”

The beastmen’s hair stood on end. Losing his balance, Jager fell over his limbs. A clean cut without a single flaw showed pure white bones. Adeshan, who confirmed Ronan’s success, let out a small laugh.

“…also.”

His vision was blurry, probably because he had squeezed all his energy to the floor. Staggering, she fell to one knee. The lower official was covered in blood from his nose, but he didn’t even have the energy to wipe it.

‘It’s difficult. I just wanted to show you my cool side.’

Adeshan’s head bowed. At the same time, the mental hold that held the prisoners was released. The prisoners, who had suddenly regained freedom, made a fuss.

“Ooh move! What happened?”

“It looks like that human woman did it. I don’t know what method they used…!”

“Catch and kill!”

Some of the prisoners turned to her and said. Born with a keen intuition, they instinctively noticed that Adeshan was the source of the paralysis they were experiencing. It was at this moment that some of the group turned to pounce on her. Knock! Ronan trampled on Jager’s back.

“Keep it off!”

“There are hairballs. stop moving.”

The beastmen who heard Jayger’s screams stopped. When he turned his head, he saw a struggling Jager and Ronan, who was riding on his back and pointing his sword at him. The reddish tip of the knife seemed ready to slit Jayger’s throat at any moment. After confirming that no one was moving, Ronan continued.

“Take a hair on her. I’ll pluck your captain’s head off like a grape stem.”

“It’s non cowardly…!”

“You’re a coward to the subject of fifty people rushing at you. Everyone is holding their hands up against the wall over there.”

Ronan pointed at the opposite wall with his free sword hand. The beastmen hesitated and did not move.

Seeing the poor reaction, Ronan cut off the tip of Jayger’s tail with his sword. Awesome! A scream erupted from his mouth again.

“Ouch! do it! Do as you say!”

“Damn it Mr. Jager…!”

The effect was clear. The hesitant beastmen began to move towards the wall one by one. They held onto the wall and raised their arms as Ronan ordered. The sound of grinding teeth filled the room.

“good. Please stay.”

Of course, whether it was or not, Ronan didn’t care. He approached Adeshan after warning once again that he would blow off Jager’s head with his sword blade if he did anything nonsense. She was still frozen on one knee. Ronan, carrying Adeshan on one shoulder, opened his mouth.

“thank you for your effort.”

“Whoa…thank you…”

Adeshan whispered in reply. Unexpectedly, he was unconscious. Ronan’s long limbs trembled with every step she took. she murmured in a voice mixed with shame.

“I’m… heavy.”

“Not at all. But now does that sound come out?”

Ronan laughed incredulously. Judging by what he said, fortunately, it seemed that his condition was not as serious as he thought. After carefully laying Adeshan down, Ronan moved in front of Jager’s desk. It was because of the means of escape that I had been thinking about earlier.

Beneath the luxurious desk was a single drawer with five tiers. Ronan, who was opening the drawers one by one, snapped his fingers. A scroll imprinted with space movement magic was placed on the silk.

“yes.”

“How could that…!”

Jayger was shocked. It was an extra space-shifting scroll in case of an emergency. I tried to escape with that after catching Ronan off guard, but I never thought I’d be discovered like this. Ronan giggled as he took the scroll.

“It’s obvious what guys like you are thinking. Shall we look at the other squares?”

“Stop it. Don’t follow any further!”

screamed Jayger, struggling. Judging by the reaction, it seemed that he was hiding something. Suddenly, Ronan noticed that there was a padlock hanging on the bottom of the drawer. A lock with several security magics applied to it was something that could be used in any bank.

“what. What are you hiding so tightly?”

“Oh, I lost the key anyway, so I can’t open it. Get out of there!”

“Don’t worry, I can open it.”

Ronan placed the blade on top of the lock and pulled lightly. As the imprinted security magic was cut, the lock split in half. Jayger’s jaw opened as if it were about to fall out. Eventually, Ronan, who checked the bottom row, tilted his head.

“This…?”

A few well-placed stakes were neatly placed. It looked similar to the one Ronan used to hunt vampires in the past, but somehow the energy that came out was very unpleasant. It was the moment when he unconsciously touched the stake. A cold, disgusting sensation ran through my fingertips. Noticing the identity of the stake, Ronan spat out a curse.

“…what the fuck.”

A thick vein bulged on his forehead. It was an object that proved that one of his hypotheses was correct. He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to turn Jagger into a carpet.

“There are more things I want to ask you. Jayger.”

Ronan growled lowly. Jay lowered his head and did not answer. He managed to calm his anger and grabbed a stake.

‘You have to stay calm.’

As it was not a matter of risking the lives of one or two people, we had to act cautiously. Ronan, who picked up Adeshan again, approached Jayger.

“You go with me.”

“Where are you going to take me… Keuuk!”

Ronan hit the back of Jager’s neck, who resisted, with his heel. The body, one limb each, was left limp. Ronan, who confirmed that he had to move, said goodbye to the prisoners.

“Then be well. hairballs.”

Ronan opened the scroll. At the same time as the surrounding space was distorted, a crack-like dimensional door appeared in front of them.

“Stand there!”

“Jager!”

A few beastmen pulled themselves off the wall and ran at it. However, the rift in space had already swallowed the three of them. Soon after the portal disappeared, only a puddle of Jager’s blood remained, scattering red light.

****

“Um… Ugh…”

Jage groaned and opened his eyes. The ceiling made of leather came into view. Stagnant air indicated that he was indoors.

“W This is…?”

I had no idea how much time had passed. Looking at the structure of the ceiling, it looked like a tent house. There was an arched entrance on one side of the wall. Underneath his back was a soft fur. Feeling the sudden, intense pain, he shuddered.

“Ugh?!”

It was a terrible sensation, like being burned in the flesh. I could feel it all over my body, especially the pain in my limbs. Wait, limbs? He lifted his right arm and his eyes widened as if they would pop out.

“Are you attached?!”

Surprisingly, the severed left arm and right leg were attached. Even the fingers and toes, which I tested with strength, moved the same as before. Could it be that I was dreaming? He was in the midst of confusion in an unbelievable situation. An unpleasant voice came from behind.

“Are you awake?”

“Cheung! You guys!”

Jage, startled, jumped up from his spot. Ronan and Adeshan in leather were standing right in front of them. Ronan continued with his hands in his pockets.

“The escape point was set far away. I never thought I would fly to the Tukan Plateau. Well, thanks to that, I was less worried about being chased right away.”

Jager’s escape scroll took them to Tucan Plateau. He had skipped a distance that would have taken three days on horseback. He informed me that about two hours had passed since he had escaped from his base. Jage asked, unable to hide his embarrassment.

“What is it? What did you do to me and why did you do this?”

“First of all, you should be grateful for putting your arms and legs together, man. Shall I cut it again?”

Jaeger gasped at the calm yet intimidating tone. The will to resist that I harbored in my heart faded in an instant. I could never win against these two men.

“That…yes. thanks. But what happened? I’m sure…”

“My friend put it on. Thank you for flying all the way here from the islands because of you.”

“friend?”

Jayger narrowed his eyes at the incomprehensible sound. At that time, I felt a presence right next to me. Jage, who turned his head without thinking, froze.

“Huh…!”

An unidentified creature was sitting on a shelf and staring at it. The blood-red eyes and the black feathers covering the whole body were undeniably ominous. Sheeta, who blinked, suddenly spread her four wings.

“Pun!”

“Quaaaaaagh!”

Jager, his legs weak, sat down on the fur. Sheeta laughed as if the reaction was amusing. Ronan laughed at Sheeta, who had become almost a child.

“Honestly, I didn’t know that the limbs would be attached. When did you grow up like that?”

“It was much faster than a ghost horse.”

Adeshan also muttered as if surprised. His speed and recovery ability improved as much as his size increased.

Sheeta, who was called by Ronan, flew here to the Tukan Plateau in less than an hour. After returning from the festival of swords, it seemed like a good idea to fill the anklet, a magic tool that could be called anywhere.

Now it was time to get to work. Ronan, who had been stroking Sheeta, crouched down in front of Jager.

“Okay Jay. I’m going to ask you some questions from now on, but if you don’t want to be in a bad mood, you’d better answer them honestly.”

“Is it a question? What do you mean?”

“First of all. What is the identity of the advisor? Are you Zaifa?”

Ronan asked. Jayger’s face hardened. He gritted his teeth as he was about to say something.

“…I cannot answer.”

“That’s right. Even if all the limbs are cut off?”

“No matter how threatened you are. That alone… can’t be said.”

Jayger shook his head resolutely. Its voice trembled and its tail drooped as if it were suffering from a terrible fear. He shook his head slowly and took a stake out of his pocket.

“Okay then I’ll ask another question.”

“That’s…!”

It was a stake found in a desk drawer in the office. Jayger’s eyes trembled. An ominous energy was rising like a haze on the surface of the black pile. Ronan, who had been shaking the stake in front of Jager’s eyes, opened his mouth.

“Is that what you guys did?”

It was a confident speech. Ronan, who had studied curses in the Mage Tower of Dawn in the past, knew that this stake was a medium for casting curses. Jayger’s breathing quickened noticeably.

“Huh…Huh…”

It was a reality he didn’t want to face. He shook his head, frowning all over his face.

“…okay.”

“One head is well written. Cursing his own people in the north and inciting hatred by deceiving them as human beings. Certainly, there is nothing like this in agitation. Most of the natives will have painful memories of being oppressed by the empire.”

In Ronan’s tone, there was even a hint of admiration. It was a strategy that could only be described as devilish in terms of its ferocity and efficiency of strategy.

It was for this reason that he kept Jayger alive. Because it was never an idea that could come out of this child’s head. Ronan continued.

“By the way, do you know what exactly this curse does?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, have you ever seen cursed people? Have you ever seen it with your own eyes besides what you heard through reports?”

“No… I’ve never seen it myself.”

Jayger shook his head. He only ordered the stakes of the curse to be driven here and there according to the advice of his advisor, but he had never seen what was happening. A meaningful smile appeared on Ronan’s lips.

“I knew it.”

“What are you trying to do?”

Suddenly, Ronan stood up, and Jaeger shrank again. However, unlike the expectation that the torture would begin in earnest, Ronan turned to the entrance of the tent. He put his hand to his mouth and shouted loudly.

“Hey guys! Jager is awake!”

“what?”

Ronan’s voice echoed inside the tent. It started to get noisy outside. Before long, Jager’s eyes widened at the sight of the werewolves rushing in.

“Oh my god Jage. You are awake.”

“Ah…you don’t know how worried I was!”

“Who are these people?”

A dozen werewolves surrounded the jager. All of them were sloppy, like the natives of the Tukan Plateau. said Ronan.

“Have a talk. If you don’t have any thoughts after the conversation, I’ll just let you go.”

“Wait, what the hell is that…”

Jager tried to say something, but Ronan and Adeshan ignored him and went outside. The sky covered with grayish white clouds and the scenery of the native tribes below unfolded before my eyes. Two or three deformed werewolves were drooling and wandering in the wind mixed with snowflakes. Adeshan, who looked at them with pity, opened her mouth.

“Will it be okay?”

“I hope so.”

Ronan nodded heavily. I had no choice but to leave it to fate. This was one of the werewolf tribes in the Tukan Plateau. He basically hates humans, but somehow managed to get in by lying about saving Jager.

“Byeah~”

In the sky, Sheeta was spinning round and round, watching over the tent house where Jayger was staying. He put the new tobacco pipe he had bought in Rundalian into his mouth. With each inhalation and exhalation, pure white smoke was scattered along the wind.

“Jager. Is it true that those humans saved you?”

“It is just an honor to meet you in person. Are you really okay?”

“It’s okay. Yes, you guys took care of me.”

Jayger waved his hand, sweating profusely. Aboriginal people entertained the jager by bringing their own food and clothing. Jayger, who was forcibly eating the jerky they gave him, perked up his ears.

‘If I do this well, I might be able to escape…?’

The native werewolves were all his ardent followers. It seemed that if they had more loyalty than the bodyguards in their nature, they were not inferior. It was the moment he laughed inwardly at the humans who had brought him to such a place. A werewolf boy wrapped in a blanket approached him.

“Jager. Could you please heal my brother?”

“hmm? Brother?”

“yes. Look at this, I was born last week.”

“Huh…!”

The boy lifted the swaddle. Jage backed away, frightened involuntarily. What was inside the swaddling bag was a monster that could hardly be called a werewolf.

The joints in its limbs were twisted in bizarre ways, and there was an extra eye in the corner of its forehead. A bizarre moan escaped from the mouth with abnormally developed fangs. The boy patted his brother and said.

“But it hurts a lot. The lady next door’s baby also came out with an extra arm. Almost all babies born these days either die or are born strangely.”

“Since when… did that happen?”

“About a year ago.”

Jay didn’t say anything. If it was a year ago, it was exactly the time when he instructed to frequently drive stakes all over the north according to the advice of his advisor.

His gaze stayed on the deformed werewolf wriggling in the boy’s arms. It was far more horrifying than reported. Even the advisor said he would only suffer from mild disabilities. One by one, natives with a grudge came out and started talking.

“My older sister also got sick a while ago. No matter how much the shaman grandfather prays, it doesn’t get better. At this rate, I will die soon.”

“The other day, my son went to the Najun Mountains to volunteer. I’m just waiting for the night of the canine. Please rest for as long as you want and then go back.”

“Jager. Please defeat the evil humans quickly. I will also give you my treasure here.”

A werewolf girl held out a doll to him. It was a terribly ugly werewolf doll made of collected fur. Jage, who was breathing heavily, covered his mouth.

“Oooh…!”

The moment I took my hands off, I felt like I was going to vomit. The werewolves, startled, swarmed closer.

“Jager! Are you okay?!”

“Was the food wrong? Mr. Jager!”

They shouted something, but Jager couldn’t hear it. The memory of ordering the stake to be driven was running round and round in my head. As far as he knew, there were over a hundred cursed tribes. Eventually, after regurgitating once, Jage opened his mouth.

“I am…”

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“Can I ask you a single question, Ronan?”

“What is it?”

“It may sound inhumane, but…Is there a reason you told me not to take over your mind? It would have been much more convenient if the purpose was to obtain information.”

Adeshan said. It was about Jay. He could get the information he wanted through torture or mind control, but Ronan didn’t.

“It’s nothing special, and I thought he might not be a very spoiled bastard.”

Ronan, who was chain smoking, opened his mouth. He remembered trying to keep Jager from seeing the drawer with the stakes in it. It meant that, if nothing else, he felt guilty about the act of cursing his own people.

Ronan saw the possibility of rebirth there. In fact, it would be over if you dig up the information and kill it, but the north would fall into chaos for a while. If Jage let go of his ambition and changed his mind, there would be much less backlash. After shaking off the cigarette ash, Ronan muttered as if talking to himself.

“And your eyes are the prettiest when they’re just white.”

The eyes wet with blood and tears were not beautiful. The beauty of the snowy field came from its spotless whiteness. He turned to Adeshan and said.

“Shall we go in soon?”

“huh.”

Ronan and Adeshan went back into the tent. It was about an hour after they left the residents. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

In the tent where the residents had left, only Jage was sitting there. His figure, blankly leaning against the wall, was like a shell from which his soul had escaped.

“okay. Did you feel anything?”

Jay didn’t answer. He was completely stunned and not even looking at himself. After waiting for a while, Ronan twitched his lips.

“If not, what should I do as promised? It’s good to go back.”

he got up from his seat Adeshan raised his eyebrows at the sight of Ronan walking away with his back turned. It was the car he was about to leave the tent again. A cracked voice came from behind.

“…wait.”

Ronan stopped on the spot and turned around. Jager was banging his tail on the floor with his head down. In her white, fluffy hands, she was holding a doll given to her by an aboriginal child. After being silent for a while, he opened his mouth.

“…His name is Barca. It’s Varka Tergeng. Jaifa-nim’s brother…and the actual mastermind behind the plan for Fang Night.”