Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1012

Episode 1012. It’s because I live rough

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For that reason, there are commoners with surnames on the Rodina continent.

Called ‘Ramus (big branch)’, they belonged to the same ruling class as the nobility, but did not enjoy any of the rights of the nobility.

Fabian was one of those people.

Fabian Cloud, 23 years old this year, is a commoner with the surname Cloud, the eldest son of Baron Cloud, a one-ranking aristocrat.

Living on the border between nobles and commoners, Fabian did not enjoy a life of debauchery like other sons of noble families.

Rather, he was brilliant, and he learned early about the discrimination based on his status.

It was only natural that his goal was the aristocracy.

In order to become a noble on the continent of Rodina, you must be born into a noble family or receive a title.

To receive a bongjak, or title, you had to make a contribution or prove that you were a very special talent.

In order to receive the title of baron, you must become a sword beginner (introductory) with a sword and, if you have mastered magic, you must rise to the level of a mage (4th circle).

Fabian, who chose the sword like his father, awakened mana at the young age of 16 with the ‘basic swordsmanship of the Kingdom of Escatos’.

Due to the young age of 16 and the fact that he had awakened mana with the ‘basic swordsmanship of the Kingdom of Escatos’, Fabian was called the ‘genius knight of Kluton’.

After that, it was solid.

Famous knights came to teach him their swordsmanship, and young trainee knights wanted to interact with him.

However, Fabian volunteered to become a gnostic soldier in order to accelerate the time to become a sword beginner in actual combat.

So far, everything went well as planned.

Although he was still a swordsman (swordsman), his ‘Mana Force’ was forming on his sword body little by little.

Fabian strode to the clearing behind the barracks.

I haven’t had a real fight against a person yet, but I didn’t tremble.

Strictly speaking, humans are weaker than beasts and monsters.

Fighting with people is rather easy if you overcome your instinctive reluctance to knife the same person.

‘Rather, it went well.’

Fabian swung his longsword and lightly warmed up.

If he was an ordinary person, he would have been a bit shy, but his opponent was a savage.

If you are a savage who abandons human nobility and eats with beastmen, you are no different from a beast.

‘No, it’s dirtier than a beast. How could he do that with a prisoner…’

As he trembled, all the knights who used the same barracks gathered.

It was happening in the middle of the barracks, but there were no other onlookers because of the bitter cold.

Fabian gestured at Elio, who stood in front of him.

“I will not kill the Marquis by looking at his face. Come on.”

Then, as if playing a joke, Yeonjeokha approached Fabian, swinging the Cheondun Sword from side to side one at a time.

As he swung his longsword like a branch, Fabian’s eyes grew slightly tense.

However, Fabian soon let go of his tension by mocking his opponent.

“I heard that you are from a savage, but your strength is a trader. But even that great power is useless in front of the ‘Mana Sword’.”

‘Mana Sword’ literally means ‘sword of mana awakeners’.

He hadn’t reached the level of ‘Mana Force’ yet, but that alone was stronger than the savage aura.

Soon after, Yeonjeokha and Fabian confronted each other.

Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang-!

The sound of metal being struck in the forge echoed through the barracks.

I noticed Fabian’s level of rivalry with just one sword strike.

Contrary to his tiger-like momentum, he was far below Baron Fritz.

‘Did I bring out the Cheondun Sword for no reason?’

It’s literally like taking a knife to catch a cow to kill a chicken.

no worse than chicken

Like a jangseung who was sighing, he stood tall and flicked his wrist with one hand.

visor! visor! Chaeng-!

In terms of speed and strength, Fabian was far behind Baron Fritz.

Still, he did not subdue Fabian at once.

I’m not too cheap to say, so I’m thinking of loosening up a bit.

As time passed, the difference between the two became apparent.

While Fabian was holding the longsword with both hands and ferociously attacking, the rival was striking the opponent’s sword with one hand, as if a teacher were teaching his apprentice.

Even without even moving.

The same barracks workers who were watching were whispering with dirty faces.

“Is this too one-sided?”

“To play with Fabian that much…”

“Are you a Reiki practitioner? No matter how you look at it, you look like a ‘mana user’, right? Even if the gap between Fabian and me is not that great, it’s a ‘Sword Beginner’.”

Then, Cale, the eldest in the barracks, spoke.

“Look at Elio’s sword. The force (sword skill) is clear, isn’t it? With that much force, Fabian’s sword should have been cut. But it doesn’t cut and it holds up well. It’s not the mana force, it’s the force of a spiritual practitioner.”

But Kunute, two years younger than Cale, disagreed.

“However, it is difficult to deal with a mana sword with the ‘force’ of a Reiki practitioner. In order for a barbarian to handle Fabian’s mana sword, ‘Aura (sword light)’ must be used.”

“The gap between mana and aura is not an absolute rule of eternity. If the level of a savage is deep and the level of a mana user is shallow, I think the same thing as now is possible. Of course, that’s what I think.”

Cale concluded by saying that it was his thoughts.

I hadn’t seen such a great Reiki practitioner yet, so I wasn’t sure if that was true or not.

Kunute didn’t ask further.

He was speechless when he saw Elio, who was born as a barbarian, lightly striking Fabian’s mana sword right in front of his eyes.

In fact, Cale’s explanation was most appropriate.

It happened because Elio’s realm was high and Fabian’s was low.

The person who suffered the most right now was Fabian.

He did not know that he would be pushed one-sidedly by a knight from a mere savage – as if receiving swordsmanship instruction.

Fabian lost his temper at the rising shame.

So, he decided to use a destructive method that his father, who died with his opponent, used only right before his death by squeezing out all his mana.

‘Fuck! what is life To die or to live.’

visor! visor! visor! Chaeng-!

Deciding to throw everything away, he unleashed one last sword and backed away.

And to the extent that other people can hear it, ‘Huh!’ and took a deep breath.

The mana hall was empty for an instant.

Fabian, who had put all his mana into his sword and was about to pounce on his opponent, hesitated.

‘uh?’

Elio, who had been in front of him a while ago, was nowhere to be seen.

Fuck!

The next moment Fabian flew into the air with a heavy explosion sound.

With Lee Hyung-hwan’s mind-blowing technique, the younger enemy who dug into Fabian’s blind spot hit him with his fist.

Fabian couldn’t get up from the spot where he fell, probably fainting.

Then Cale and the knights gathered around Fabian.

While the knights were waking Fabian up, Ridley, who had drawn him into the tent, approached him.

“Fabian is clumsy in everything, but… not to the point of being insulted.”

Yeonjeokha said in a calm tone.

“Did you see that a lot? If I hadn’t knocked him down, there might have been something wrong with his body.”

“It’s not because of beating Fabian. It’s because he pushed me to the point of losing my temper. I knew enough that you were strong. But did it really have to be revealed that way? I think I could have told you about your status more gracefully.”

“Ah, it’s because I’m a person who is far from being elegant. Please understand that.”

“I knew that savages were polite… but I guess not all savages are like that.”

“Is the barbarian polite?”

“If I hadn’t been polite, I wouldn’t have been able to set foot in human society. But why are you asking me?”

Ridley looked at Elio with bewildered eyes.

Savages were treated somewhere in between commoners and slaves.

As a result, the savages led a polite life half of their own will and half of other people.

It didn’t change even if the level of swordsmanship increased.

This is because no matter how high the level is, it is fundamentally weak compared to mana users.

As a result, the reputation of barbarians in commoner society or knight society was fine, unlike their degraded life.

The serial enemy, who had little information about the savage, replied casually.

“Don’t you know the expression ‘ten people, ten colors’?”

At the literal translation of the artifact, Ridley tilted her head.

When it sounded strange to his own ears, he quickly turned his words around.

“I told you. I’m a little far from being elegant. It’s because I live rough. So I didn’t learn manners. Are you okay?”

The younger brother stared at Ridley.

Although he has just arrived in the fourth heaven, he has learned one thing for sure.

Whether it is in the upper world or the lower world, it is true that the word of the strong is justice.

Ridley slowly lowered her eyes.

Until Jog, the strongest player in the barracks was Fabian.

But now, Elio took the position with overwhelming skill.

Maybe sooner or later I will become a flag bearer.

I couldn’t put up with the words of such a person.

Being a rider means being the first to receive pay among knights.

Hearing the sound of clashing knives, the knights snooped one by one.

However, since Fabian had already come to his senses at that time, people only glanced back and left.

The younger brother approached Fabian.

“Hey cheap. Are you going to do more?”

However, Fabian, who had been badly beaten, pretended not to hear.

It’s not something you can just leave it alone for.

“Hey man. to prove you If you’re going to fight alongside me, you say you need to know if you’re a knight you can trust? So has it been proven? Can I take care of you now?”

Fabian finally raised his hand at the persistent questioning of his rival.

“Yes, it has been proven. Are you done now?”

“how old are you?”

“twenty three.”

“My older brother is twenty-seven. Relax your eyes in front of me. Before you pluck out the ink from your eyeball and eat it.”

When Fabian wasn’t compliant, he acted like he was in the green forest era.

Fabian’s face turned white at the verbal abuse he had heard for the first time in his life.

Although the knights were rough, they were infinitely gentle in reality, just as they were in battle.

Elio’s words came as a shock to Fabian, who grew up with strict parents.

A knight speaking vulgar language used by thugs!

“Aren’t you going to answer me again?”

“Okay.”

Fabian trembled inwardly, but gave the other person the answer he wanted.

Only then did he lift the Cheondun Sword with a satisfied face.

It is to return to the void.

Fabian and the knights looked at him with startled eyes.

Belatedly, ‘Oops!’ Wanting to do it, he said, tapping my neck with his sword.

“Oh, did you sprain your neck in your sleep? I keep getting tired.”

After a while, he went back to the tent with the knights, and put the sword of the enemy – like the other knights – on the cot.

The knights glanced at his sword, which had an integrated blade and handle, but did not come and touch or ask.

To them, Elio was a savage gangster wearing a knight’s mask.