Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 251

251. Clash (4)

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“It’s Archbishop Alon Mondrey. Let your self-indulgence end here.”

An old man who introduced himself as the Archbishop stepped forward. His beard and hair, flowing dark blue, looked like water drawn from the deep sea. His eyes, which gave off a fierce yet cold impression, did not soften at all despite the storms of the years.

Alon’s innate nobility was felt in Alon’s gaze at the two of them with his back straight. With his neatly trimmed eyebrows, he was a human who somehow gave off a similar feeling to Schlieffen.

Ronan, who had been looking him up and down, opened his mouth.

“…You look a little strong.”

“I don’t think I’m weak.”

Having said that, Alon looked back at Schlieffen for a moment. He let out a light sigh and continued.

“Especially compared to young people these days.”

“for a moment. You…”

Suddenly, Schlieffen’s eyes widened. The eyes, which hadn’t even moved for a while, were wide open. At that time, the believers gathered at the edge trembled in an uproar.

“Archbishop! You don’t have to go out on your own. This is us…!”

“Did it get to this point because I didn’t have to step out?”

Alon pointed to the corpses piled up around him. The man who spoke was silent.

It was after suffering too many losses to be considered worthless. The red blood contrasted with the white robe looked even more intense. Alon clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“You guys are getting in the way, so go down. Today is the day to welcome the first star, but there is still time until the important day.”

“Yes yes! All right!”

The believers gathered at the edge of the tower began to run away one by one. Kkonakseoni, who was slowly paying attention, looked like rats on the run. Ronan laughed involuntarily.

“Who sent you?”

Let’s see, let’s see, so I thought of people like a bench on the side of the road. Pulling the hilt, Ronan unleashed a wide horizontal slash. Chow! The crescent-shaped sword disintegrated and hundreds of bullets were fired.

“Heh heh heh!”

Each of the bullets aimed at vital points was fatal. One of them raised an arm. The protection of the grotesquely shimmering stars rose like a wall.

However, Ronan’s sword came through tearing through the curtain. It was a car that the followers facing death were about to let out a scream that would become a will. The shape of Alon, who had disappeared for an instant, blocked the gap between the two and the followers.

“What…”

Ronan’s eyes widened. Each of his hands held a bluish longsword. Alon’s arms seemed to be blurry, but a sound like waves crashing resonated somewhere. Chow ah! The swordsmanship that was being shot at the followers all exploded in the air.

“No. If you kill someone else’s subordinate at will.”

“What the fuck.”

Ronan, who was stiff for a moment, spat out a curse. I saw it clearly this time. It wasn’t witchcraft that stole Schlieffen’s sword.

Alon, who intruded at a speed that transcended cognition, cut off all of his sword skills with a slash. The reason I didn’t see him approaching and I was surprised was because that old lady was filthy fast.

‘That swordsmanship… somewhere.’

However, if there was one strange thing, it was that I felt a strange sense of déjà vu in his sword technique, which cuts through the sword. where did i see that? It was the car Ronan had been thinking about.

“You really ignore the protection of the stars. It’s hard to believe even when I see it.”

“…What is your true identity?”

Ronan asked. Even though he was an archbishop, that was a bit too much. Could that guy be a dragon too? Alon started talking wildly, ignoring Ronan’s words.

“But I am grateful for your presence. Because it can plant a warning to believers who are overconfident in the power they received from the great stars and neglect training. I have a feeling it’s already too late for various reasons.”

“I asked what your identity was.”

“How can I say it… Powers, including the protection of the stars, are only luxury items. To get things done quickly and without hassle. Few things are as unpleasant as cutting your hand on the edge of a paper while sorting through papers.”

“Paper?”

“okay. In reality, it is no different from stiff paper. In terms of being unnecessarily tough, annoying to deal with, and very easygoing, it cuts you.”

Veins appeared on Ronan’s forehead. I asked him what his identity was, but seeing that he only chose to say shit, it seemed like he was the right one to kill.

It was the car he grabbed at the hilt. Pod! Suddenly, Alon’s shape distorted. Sensing a threat instinctively, Ronan raised his sword.

“Here comes the damn thing!”

The soundless surge of him was like a ghostly wind. A collision occurred as Ronan and Schlieffen took a defensive stance. Caang! A shrill metallic sound echoed across the top of the tower.

“Kuk!”

“Still, it’s not to the extent that I can’t use it very much.”

Ronan gritted it. Alon shrugged his eyebrows in interest. Four blades were crossing each other in the air. He was handling Ronan and Schlieffen at the same time using two swords. You have to do it in moderation, too.

“An old woman who will wipe shit with this beard!”

cried Ronan. His blade was stained red. Schlieffen’s sword changed into the form of wind and disappeared.

An even fiercer onslaught poured into Alon. Kagagagak! The sound of swords clashing against each other, the sound of the wind cutting the air sporadically exploded.

“Certainly mad. Sharp.”

There was almost no gap in the offensive of the two people who had come together early. But Alon was narrowly dodging the attack like a mosquito passing through a crack in the door.

Even when Ronan’s sweeping blade brushed his forehead and Schlieffen’s wind licked his cheek, he did not lose his composure and responded. Would this feel like dealing with a giant mantis? The two longswords were moving freely enough to believe that they were part of the body.

Chew! After exchanging hundreds of sword strikes, the three temporarily retreated. A few drops of blood fell to the ground, but they were all Ronan and Schlieffen’s. Alon, who looked at the two of them alternately, continued.

“But you are still too young.”

“Damn it.”

There was not a single drop of sweat on his face. Wow. Ronan, who spat bloody spittle, corrected his posture. His sword skills were also good, but the fact that he had never used powers such as the protection of the stars or the stormy wind made him guess his monstrous skills.

‘It’s different from Zaifa. It’s the type that competes with speed.’

It was in the midst of the prevailing silence. Schlieffen, who had been silent all along, opened his mouth.

“Ronan. Don’t interfere in this fight.”

“ok?”

“It’s a bad relationship that I have to end with my own hands.”

I didn’t know what you were talking about. Suddenly, Schlieffen stepped forward. Alon was looking at him with a look of interest and interest. Schlieffen raised his sword and aimed it at Alon.

“You weren’t dead.”

“You are quick-witted. You poor offspring.”

“descendant?”

Ronan frowned. what is that again Schlieffen answered without turning his head.

“okay. That man’s old name was Alon Cinivan de Grancia. He is a man whose honor was erased from his family for collaborating with the devil.”

Ronan raised his eyebrows. It was a name I had heard several times while attending Phileon. A member of the Grancia family and the most outstanding genius before Schlieffen was born.

And one of the world’s most famous traitors.

‘It wasn’t the same name?’

In an instant, goosebumps came up. Receiving a similar impression to Schlieffen in terms of appearance and how to use a sword was not a simple misunderstanding.

I don’t remember the details, but I heard that Alon was the direct cause of the confrontation between Akalucia and Grancia, the great families that divided the empire. what did he say Like inviting them to a banquet and trying to kill all the other party’s distinguished guests.

In any case, Elizabeth, who was telling the story, always shuddered with rage with her fists clenched. Alon said.

“Don’t do that too much. Because when you get older, you’ll think the same as me. My only sin is trying to make my vague wishes come true.”

“hope?”

“okay. to become stronger than anyone else. Wouldn’t that be the dream of every soldier in Grancia who has stepped on a sword?”

Alon said calmly. It was a plausible argument if you didn’t know the ugly past. Schlieffen twisted his lips.

“Is that why you stabbed your sword into the back of Akalucia, who was like a brother at the time?”

“I couldn’t help it because that was the condition given to me in exchange for strength. And…”

Shuk. All of a sudden, the figure of Alon, who had been talking, disappeared from sight. Schlieffen’s eyes widened. Having strengthened his body vision, he could see Alon in front of him and his sword thrusting at him.

seemed But that was it. I stretched out my sword in the slow time due to my high concentration, but I couldn’t keep up with Alon’s speed.

“Isn’t this a lucrative business?”

“Kuh…!”

“It’s disastrous that this is the future of Grancia. Have a good trip.”

Alon concluded. Schlieffen pursed his lips. The moment the tip of the blue sword was about to touch his abdomen. Paaa! A red light reminiscent of a sunset suddenly flashed from behind, and Alon’s body was pulled back.

“What…”

“I didn’t know this, old man.”

Alon turned his head at the sound of a voice in his ear. Ronan, who was clearly more than ten paces away, was standing in front of him.

His eyes widened wide. It was an unknown situation, but there was no time to figure out the cause now.

Alon and Ronan, who hastily changed direction, swung their swords at the same time. Chew! A piercing sound rang out from the place where the two blades crossed. La Mancha, who went ahead by a short distance, drew a red line over Alon’s chest.

“Gagging!”

Alon sighed. The blood spurted out like a cough soaked the floor. Ronan, who caught the gap, immediately hit and entered, but failed to deliver the final blow because he hurriedly bit his body.

Of course, it was certain that it did a lot of damage.

“How does it feel to be cut on paper? ok?”

“you…!”

Ronan’s eyes met Alon’s, and he smiled. The severed beard fluttered and fell.

Hot blood gushed from the open wound. Alon’s face, which had always been relaxed, was distorted like a demon.

It was not a bad choice to save the aura in preparation for a moment of carelessness. Alon nodded, wiping the blood from his mouth.

“Kheu… I guess I’ll have to admit my mistake.”

“The bluff. You are done now.”

Ronan turned the knife around and grabbed it. Swordsmen who have reached a certain level can literally decide in an instant.

It was the same even now. Ronan could tell by the feel through his fingertips that La Mancha’s blade had slashed Alon’s intestines and some of his bones. That’s a pretty bad spot too.

Suddenly, I felt a warm gaze prick my cheek. said Ronan.

“Don’t look at me with those eyes, man. That’s not an opponent you can beat alone.”

“……joy.”

Schlieffen straightened up without saying anything. If it hadn’t been for Ronan, he would have looked like Donuts by now, lying on top of a pile of corpses of followers.

Slowly but imperceptibly, they approached Alon with great momentum.

“Keep your head down. I don’t know how old he is, but he’s lived long enough for that.”

“…It’s embarrassing.”

Alon muttered. He knew he couldn’t handle Ronan and Schlieffen at the same time with his physical condition.

The roar and flashes of dragons still shook the night sky. It was the moment when the heightened tension reached its peak.

“I didn’t really want to write a number like this.”

Alon, who had been glaring at the two suddenly, licked his lips. Schlieffen, who jumped out at the same time, swung his sword. A sharply polished slash of wind was fired at him.

It was a very good blow even for Ronan. However, Schlieffen’s wish did not reach Alon. Kaaaang-! A familiar crash sounded.

“that…!”

Ronan’s and Schlieffen’s eyes widened at the same time. A grotesquely shaking force field covered Alon’s body. It was the blessing of the stars that I had seen tediously. It’s also very dense.

Alon said.

“I’ll have to deal with the ill-mannered offspring first.”

“what?”

Paaang! At the same time, Alon’s form disappeared from sight. Ronan hurriedly responded, but the Archbishop’s target was not him. Arron, who came in with great speed, to be exact, struck Schlieffen with the protection of the stars.