Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 215

215. King of the North (9)

#215

It was two years ago that Adeshan first felt a presence inside. It was also the day I first met Ronan, so I remembered it accurately.

While nursing him who lost consciousness after being hit by Nabi Roze, he suddenly had a headache. It’s a shame because it subsided so quickly. Even thinking about it now, it was a dizzying pain that made me break out in a cold sweat.

Anyway, after the headache disappeared, Adeshan felt the sense that someone existed in his head. That ‘someone’, who could only be vaguely present, spoke often to Adeshan, but until now the voice was too low to be heard.

【okay. A little more.]

However, it has grown to an understandable level. It was a woman’s voice, calm and dignified. Adeshan’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth unconsciously.

“What did you just say…?”

“Eh? What’s wrong?”

“Oh no. wait for a sec.”

Ronan asked, but she shook her head to gloss over the situation. Again, a voice resounded from within Adeshan.

【Don’t suppress your emotions. It is forcing the unrefined, raw will on the enemy.]

[Who are you? Why is it in my head?]

【Calm down Adeshan. Time is not far.]

[How can I name myself…!]

Adeshan asked a whole phonetic question, but no answer came back. Ronan, who had been watching her quietly, raised his eyebrows.

‘…what?’

It was very brief, but the momentum of the days of the general was felt in her. Unlike the battered body, the mana that bloomed over the shoulder was pulsating more violently than usual.

Her shadow stretched from the torch reminded her of her past life. dump. Adeshan, who was staring into space as if possessed by something, sat down again.

“Are you okay?”

“Eh… I’ll follow you right away, so go ahead. I don’t want to miss it…”

The wound healed, but it seemed like it still needed time to recover. Adeshan held out his blood needle. Ronan, who was holding her hand, nodded.

“I’ll let it go.”

“please.”

Adeshan let out a weak laugh. The handed blood needle pointed exactly to the side door that Barka had exited.

Ronan, who had made up his mind, moved on. A dark hallway continued. It seemed like a side road made for emergency escape. Bloodstains from the crossbow marked the trajectory of his walk.

‘I feel it. I couldn’t go far.’

I could tell without looking at the blood needle. Barca was still around here. Footsteps resounded in the narrow, long space.

The aisle was not very long, and the end was visible in no time. Light was seeping in from the far end. The moment I left the stone gate that was already open, a cold wind that seemed to freeze my blood came rushing in.

As expected, the passageway led outside the hideout. Behind her was the huge bottom of a ship. It was like crossing the ship up and down through the basement. A vast ice plain unique to the ghostly sea spread out in front of them.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Ronan tilted his head. Underneath the endless stretch of ice, dark lumps were tightly packed.

Arranged at irregular intervals, it reminded me of raisins embedded in bread. The unusual feeling was not like a rock. It didn’t take long to realize that it was all the corpses of beastmen.

“What the fuck is this?”

Ronan’s eyebrows narrowed at the truly bizarre sight. No matter how small it was, it seemed to be thousands of spheres. Could it be that they settled here in the Sea of Wraiths to keep the corpses frozen?

“You naughty bastard…”

Ronan twitched his lips. It was like an onion growing naturally in hell.

I wondered how he got all this stuff together, but that wasn’t the point. It was the car he was looking for Barca. A familiar voice came from not far away.

“Could it be that he even defeated Aradan… I have no choice but to admit it at this point.”

“ok?”

Ronan hurriedly turned his head. His eyes widened when he met Barca. Barca stood with her arms crossed, not even ten steps away.

“you.”

“do not worry. There are no scrolls left, and I can’t go very far anyway because of the crossbow she shot… It’s not an ordinary arrow.”

Barca said in a weary voice. Indeed, a crossbow was deeply embedded in his right thigh.

Red blood was dripping from the abnormally swollen wound. Even poison was in good shape. Barca continued.

“But I didn’t kill Aradan. Because he can never rest forever until I allow it. Even a piece of cloth comes to life is my masterpiece, Aradan Turgung.”

“You fucking bastard.”

In an instant, veins appeared on Ronan’s forehead. There was no need to activate an aura. bang! Ronan, who narrowed the distance with one leap, landed in front of Barca.

At this interval, it could be cut regardless of any variables. He growled as he put his hand on the hilt.

“Is that all you have to say?”

“It still remains. How about we negotiate?”

“Negotiation?

“okay. I will make you an offer you cannot refuse.”

There was a slightly relaxed smile on Barca’s lips. Seeing him say such things in situations like this, it seemed that he had a firm belief in him. Ronan, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Let’s talk about it sometime.”

“good. All I want is for you to just let me out of here. disappear without a trace Whether you burn my hideout or hand it over to the Empire, you decide.”

“Were you begging for your life? Then what can you offer?”

“I will lift the curse on the entire northern region and let Aradan rest in eternal rest. I’ll also tell you what I know about Nebula Klazie. After all, I’m the bishop of the Northern Diocese and I’m going to leave this stupid group.”

Hearing the final condition, Ronan flinched. He was such a bastard that he forgot for a while that this kid was Nebula Klazie. He licked his chin and opened his mouth.

“It’s attractive, but not irresistible.”

“Whoops… I knew that and prepared for it. Would you like to look over there for a moment?”

Barca smiled and glanced north. A strong wind caressed the icy plain where the corpses were embedded. Ronan, who suddenly sensed a strange sound, frowned.

“Grrruk.”

“Keeeeek…!”

He was accustomed to the roar of the wind. Ronan narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. About 1 km away, the bodies of the beastmen were breaking through the ice. Ronan’s face hardened.

“I can’t believe that…”

“Yeah. I released the control the moment I entered the hideout. Tomorrow night all the corpses here will wake up breaking the ice. Either they can make hell in the North at my command, or they can go back to sleep.”

Barka added that the number of corpses immediately available is over 10,000. The fact that they are all elite soldiers who have undergone their own enhancement procedures. It was a force to be used when one day completely overthrow the empire.

“In addition, the curse that has been placed all over the North right now is a curse that can never be lifted with your abilities. It looks simple, but it took more than ten years to renovate it. The moment you reject my offer, I plan to let all the curses explode.”

Barca was talking with her arms outstretched. What he did was like an intelligent protagonist who gave the villain a shot at the last moment. He concluded with a question tinged with laughter.

“How about this, isn’t this an offer you can’t refuse?”

Ronan didn’t answer. It was an offer I couldn’t refuse, so I deserved to babble. I’m guessing from the ability that Barca has shown so far, but there was a high possibility that it wasn’t a lie.

“It goes on as if nothing happened. When peace comes to the north and the truth of the incident is known, my foolish compatriots will sing a song of your praise.”

I could even feel the excitement in Barca’s sweetly tempting voice. It was clear that he was already intoxicated with the sense of victory.

ok decided

After thinking for a while, Ronan finally opened his mouth.

“Um…fuck it.”

“what?”

Barca’s eyes widened. Ronan tugged at the hilt. Chow! La Mancha, who had disappeared for a moment, appeared and at the same time, his body and limbs were neatly separated.

“Ouch! Aaaaaa!!”

There was no time to protest. Barca, who had turned into a cunt, rolled on the floor. The screams of mogol-sang were resounding over the sea of ghosts.

“Did you not hear what I said! When I die, there’s no one to stop the corpse here! Do you think you can cut all 10,000 soldiers!”

“Let’s try something small.”

“What are you going to do with that curse! Killing me won’t make it go away! Are you going to drive dozens… no, millions of people to hell!”

“That’s for them to figure out.”

Ronan replied calmly. The composure disappeared from Barca’s face.

“Damn it…! Then let me do whatever you want. Because of you, the North will perish!”

Struggling, he shouted in an angry voice. At the same time, a huge ripple of mana spread around Barca.

Like waste water from a sewer, the disgusting aura spread beyond the sea of ghosts to the horizon. said Ronan, pointing the tip of a knife to his throat.

“Just stop now. At least I’ll kill you painlessly.”

“It’s already too late. No matter how you live, waiting for you will be hell!”

The sound of breaking ice echoed from all directions. It was the sound of waking corpses. Ronan scratched his head once and raised his sword.

“Then we have no choice but to go the primitive way.”

“No amount of torture will change anything!”

Barka explained that he had cast a spell on himself that made him incapable of feeling pain. Sensing a premonition that it would be a very dirty fight, Ronan sighed. Should I pluck out his eyes and take him to Rodolan? It was the car he was contemplating on how to transport.

“Ronan. wait.”

“…Adeshan?”

Hearing the familiar voice, Ronan turned his head. Adeshan, who had left the lab before he knew it, was approaching here.

“…I think I can.”

His faltering gait seemed like he was drunk. She stopped in front of Barca. Barca looked up at Adeshan and snorted.

“Ha, do you intend to touch my mind with that bizarre technique? You should have already checked that that doesn’t work, right?”

“huh. It used to be.”

“Funny. Will it happen again now? Those lesser ones get caught…”

Barca was about to say something. Adeshan suddenly knelt down and put a hand on his head. For an instant, Barca’s body stiffened.

“Huh…!”

Ronan, who was watching, flinched and stepped back. The mana of the shadow, so intense that it gave me a headache, was rising over Adeshan’s shoulder.

‘What happened?’

The original growth rate was fast, but this was too radical. It reminded me of the moment when Schlieffen awakened his Aura in Dainhar.

“Takes…takes…takes…”

Barka was repeating the same words like a parrot. The snow was already cloudy, as if there were dark clouds. It was a phenomenon that proved that the mind control had worked properly. Adeshan, who had been glaring at him quietly, opened his mouth.

“Barca. Remove all the curses you spread.”

“…I will.”

Barca nodded. Ronan’s eyes widened. His tone and overall attitude were as polite as a serf treating a noble lady.

As he murmured something, the waves of mana spread across the horizon once more. In the waves flying through the wind, I felt clear and clean unlike before.

“oh my god.”

Ronan, who instinctively sensed that the curse had disappeared, let out admiration. This was almost a control ability comparable to his previous life. Adeshan continued.

“Barca. Stop raising corpses.”

“…I will. However, we cannot control the bodies that have already arisen.”

“doesn’t care.”

Barca shook her head and muttered something again. The sound of breaking ice from all sides died down. All activities seemed to have stopped except for the corpses that had already appeared outside.

Adeshan asked for a few more things after that. He asked for the information he could dig up and to release the curse that bound Aradan.

“…I will.”

Barca responded to her request with a soulless nod. There was some shocking information about Nebula Klazier, but it was no more shocking than what was happening right now, so there was no time to react. Adeshan finally finished the dialogue and removed his hand from Barka’s head.

“Barca. Now open your eyes and look at me.”

“I’ll do that… Huh uh uh?!”

The languidness disappeared from Barka’s voice. His sane eyes widened as if they would pop out.

“What have you done to me now?!”

“Barca. I’ll give you one last chance. I apologize to those who have suffered for the evil you have committed so far.”

“Don’t be funny, you fucking worm! You can’t tell me what you did to me right away!”

Barka growled, baring his fangs. Apparently, he couldn’t remember what he was doing while his mind was taken over.

Of course, it wasn’t threatening at all because the limbs were cut off. Adeshan, who looked down at him with cold eyes, said to Ronan.

“Ronan. Do you remember what you promised me?”

“promise…? ah.”

Ronan nodded. She was talking about the promise she made in the ice cave. Ronan had said he would relinquish the right to kill Barca.

“Do you remember? I do whatever I want.”

“thank you.”

Adeshan laughed. But it was only a passing phenomenon like moonlight in a storm. Serious again, she looked down at Barca.

“What is it…what are you trying to do?”

It was as if the blood froze just by meeting his sunken eyes. Feeling a visceral ominous feeling, Barca struggled. I don’t know what it was, but something terrible was about to happen. Adeshan, who had been staring at him quietly, opened his mouth.

“Barca. From now on, no matter what happens, you can’t breathe.”

“What kind of nonsense is that? Why did I say that… Heo Eok.”

Barca was speechless. For some reason I couldn’t breathe. It seemed that his throat had been closed so wide that not even a drop of water could pass through. Ronan, who was watching the scene, giggled.

“I like it because it’s boring. It might be better than tearing limb from limb.”

“I was worried. Originally, it was impossible due to the structure of the body, but I thought it would be possible with this ability…”

Adeshan snorted. Her gaze was fixed on Varka’s. His gray eyes reflected his dying, white face.

“Everything you’ve done will be gone. If there is a hell, your soul will surely burn there.”

“Gagging…! Come on!”

“Miracles do not happen. You die without accomplishing anything. Until the end, he had never become anything like a king.”

“Kaaaaagh! Whoop whoop!”

Barka writhes in pain as she twists her limbless body. The will to live was moving his dying body. Either that or not, Adeshan calmly continued to speak.

“And in the north that has regained peace, people’s laughter will resonate again.”

“……!”

After about five minutes, the movement stopped. Barca’s face was contorted with complete despair. Ronan walked around and grabbed his neck. Confirming that Mac wasn’t beating, he nodded.

“I’m gone. Completely.”