Regressor of the Fallen Family - Chapter 334
Chapter 334.
Thanks to the artifact equipment that makes him invisible to the average person even if he just moves quietly, and his physical abilities that have increased further after becoming a superman, Victor was able to demonstrate the effect of the swordsman’s movement method, Ghost Shadow, several times more.
It was a central temple with tighter security than most royal families, but none of the knights on guard noticed Victor moving from shadow to shadow, deceiving the paladins’ sensitive senses.
However, when the target building was in front of me.
Victor, who had been moving without hesitation, had no choice but to stop.
A white building that looks particularly small among temple buildings full of antique style. He noticed that the building, which seemed smaller than the regular prayer center in McLane Parish, was particularly heavily guarded.
Since this was the destination I was originally aiming for, I was rather unsatisfied at first to see it tightly guarded as if there was a saint inside.
But soon something unexpected disturbed Victor’s senses.
‘…Magic?’
Although he is not as good as his lord and teacher, he is also a superhuman with abnormally developed senses compared to a knight of the same level. That outstanding sense captured the heterogeneous flow of power flowing throughout the targeted building.
‘Magic in the temple?’
Although the temple acknowledged Force and Mana, which were powers other than divine power, they were disparaged as powers of a lower level than divine power.
A security system using magic in a temple like that.
It was truly absurd, but it soon occurred to me that it could be so.
‘If the person being imprisoned is someone who has reached the pinnacle of holy law, then the sacred arts barrier would be meaningless.’
The possibility that Saint Ilia was in that building seemed even greater.
Although it was a waste to prepare a way to temporarily pass through the barrier of sacred arts, it was actually easier for him this way.
It feels like everything is going smoothly.
But suddenly, I felt a presence that felt like pouring cold water on that feeling.
“I’ve heard a lot about how strict the temple knights are, but I never thought it would be this bad. The discipline must be really strict.”
A middle-aged man with a genuinely smiling face entered the crowd of temple knights standing guard.
Unlike the paladins wearing armor with concentric circles of nine overlapping colors or circles of a single color engraved on them, a middle-aged man wearing armor with an extravagant golden dragon pattern was openly joking in front of the temple knights.
“Hey hey!”
He tapped their shoulders and waved their hands in front of them, but seeing the Paladins still showing no response, the middle-aged man seemed to have lost interest and sat down in his seat and lowered his head.
“Do Paladins lose their emotions as their level increases? Do they become more like stones as they become more elite? That would be boring.”
It looked no different from arguing with the Holy Knights in the middle of the central temple.
It was an act that would have naturally been frowned upon by ordinary people, but the Holy Knights made an effort to avert their gaze into the sky.
As if men don’t exist.
“Hey, don’t be like that. I’m not here because I like it. What kind of nonsense is this? Why am I, who is clearly a general of the empire… Ugh, if I wasn’t really the prince, or even if I wasn’t the heir to the throne, I’d just snap.. ..”
The sight of the man punching the air looked truly pathetic.
An extremely light tone of voice and an attitude that seems even lighter than that.
But I could never ignore what came out of his mouth.
A general, not a knight. The only people in the empire who used that name were the commanders of the 8th Eastern or 7th Western Legion.
In other words, the person who looks like Hanryang is that person.
‘Auror user.’
The man with blond hair and white skin could have looked quite middle-aged, but the long scar across his right cheek and his left eye, which seemed clouded and unable to function properly, gave him a rather fierce look.
‘…who was it?’
Under the insistence of my master and teacher, I have memorized all the characteristics of the imperial corps commanders. Victor soon found the answer to his question on his own.
‘Commander of the Western 7th Corps. Crazy Sword Max Elijah.’
– The western army of the empire will most likely not invade our side. If the empire starts a war, the west will also have to strengthen its borders.
– Of course, if the situation becomes urgent, at least a superhuman corps commander could be selected.
As the lord said that, he pointed out a few people to watch out for, and Max Ileya was the one who was marked as a person of special interest.
– As far as is known, he is an intermediate Auror user. However, in actual combat, it is said to be even more powerful than that.
– Uniquely, he was a mercenary who became an imperial nobleman and was famous for his harsh temperament. In short, it’s like a fighting cock.
– The rumor that the emperor kept him by his side as a young man after falling in love with his talent, but then got tired of his personality and sent him to the position of commander of the western corps became established as established theory.
In other words, that man was a real corps commander of the empire.
‘Why is the imperial superhuman here?’
It was absurd, but there was no way to answer that question right away.
Viktor once again felt blessed that his senses were exceptionally good. Max Ileiya’s characteristic was the ability that would be the biggest obstacle in this situation.
I cautiously move away, just in case I end up in that guy’s sense zone.
“Hey! This is no fun! Someone is coming here! At least call your team leader! Let’s at least have a sword fight with that guy!”
He suddenly woke up screaming.
“New sword? The general of the empire will personally verify whether you are worthy of that grand title! Even our old man is nicknamed Sword Soul at most, so what is a new sword? Shingeom.”
As I watched them jumping around and arguing as if they were playing, I almost thought that the emperor would really get sick of them.
“If you go on a business trip, call me! Why don’t you call me? Are you scared of me!?”
So, it was understandable why the Paladins stayed still without reacting.
They were probably strongly warned not to deal with him in the first place so as not to offend him.
When the Holy Knights didn’t respond in any way, Max eventually got tired of the effort and collapsed in his seat again.
“Hey, boring guys. I’m bored to death.”
Hmm.
His face, which had been yawning profusely, soon changed into a flushed complexion, as if he had seen something.
“what?”
Eat.
“…It’s fun because it’s around here.”
Max, who was laughing and muttering something to himself, jumped up from his seat again.
“I am leaving for a moment. You are not going to tell His Highness that I disappeared without any sense of loyalty?”
Then it just disappeared, leaving behind an inaudible sound.
‘thank god.’
Viktor sighed in relief as he felt cold sweat starting to run down his spine.
With the combination of the artifact and the ghost’s shadow, he was confident that he could sneak in without being detected even by a strong man one or two levels higher, but rescuing the saint and bringing her out was a different matter.
And for whatever reason, now that the biggest obstacle had disappeared was a golden opportunity.
‘He is one step ahead of me in terms of known information.’
There was no time to consider the reasons.
Viktor’s body escaped the mana flow and seeped into the building like a ghost.
The inside of the building was smaller than expected.
It was a unique building that was used as a prayer room, but there was only one room on the top floor in a building with three floors.
And there was a saint inside.
A beauty that makes even the old and baggy robes seem to shine.
However, the sight of Ilya, whose complexion was somewhat haggard, engrossed in prayer with his eyes tightly closed, was truly sacred.
It wasn’t just a metaphor. In fact, a divine power that ordinary people could not see was overflowing around her like a cloud.
Even the two paladins whose job it was to watch over her were staring at her blankly, unable to hide their awe.
Thanks to.
Wow.
dump.
It was easier to subdue.
“It’s been a while, saintess.”
The moment Viktor’s voice was heard, Ilya, who had been praying toward the statue, turned to the side.
The eyes that widened in surprise were filled with joy, which made me feel particularly happy even in this urgent moment.
“Lord Victor?”
“Yes, it is me. I came to pick you up. Please leave quickly.”
“How can I get here?”
“It’s long, so to speak. Let’s go first.”
Was it because I felt a little relieved?
As Victor smiled softly at the saint, he heard a voice that he did not want to hear, and that he should not hear.
“It was here. It felt like it was outside just now.”
A face full of scars appeared before Victor’s eyes as he turned his head.
“You seem to have a strange talent.”
Max Ileiya was grinning as if it was fun.
It seemed as if the temple’s defenses blocking noise from inside and outside the room had dulled his senses.
‘Such a mistake.’
The problem was not simply that the back was allowed.
I was so happy that I took off my mask.
In other words, the bigger problem was that the author saw his own face.
‘I can’t escape like this.’
It’s not that famous yet, but with the empire’s intelligence power, it won’t be long before they find it.
Then there was only one way.
Sreung.
“I wish my fighting skills were at that level. If possible, please don’t scream. We can have fun just the two of us, right?”
I had to catch that crazy guy here, who lowered his voice and laughed at the top of his lungs, as if he was truly happy about this situation.
And that too, all at once.
“Saint. Back.”
“…yes.”
“It’s a good choice. It’s hard for me too if the saintess gets hurt. In return, I’ll kill you gracefully.”
Smirk.
Kill an enemy that is clearly superior to you in one go?
It was an impossible task by any means.
That’s why Victor shook his head furiously.
– Max Elijah. The trait is known as ‘intuition’. It could be said to be backwards compatible with Jerome Decade. However, it is said that there is an advantage when dealing with many people on the battlefield.
Intuition was an extremely ambiguous trait.
But this wasn’t a battlefield right now, and he rather wanted a one-on-one confrontation.
Just as he had figured out the level of the bastard, he too had figured out his own level.
absence.
Moreover, there was another possibility that I could see in his words.
‘I thought it was outside, but it was here. There’s definitely a limit to that trait.’
– The expression of characteristics is the expression of aspirations. Naturally, there are people who seem useless or have strange characteristics.
– Hawk eyes that can see people beyond the horizon and hearing that can hear sounds from several kilometers away are at least useful.
– The vaguer the meaning of a characteristic, the less efficient and useless it is. For example, a characteristic like ‘peace’…
I shook my head and shook off useless thoughts.
His intuition doesn’t predict everything.
If so, there is a possibility.
‘I bet everything on one strike.’
Viktor gathered the power felt from his heart’s force core.
Then, a strange shimmering gray light began to surge from his sword.
But Max’s composure did not disappear.
“Wow. It’s better than I thought, isn’t it?”
Of course.
It wasn’t for the purpose of slaughtering the minions, and manifesting the Aura Blade before even swinging the sword was just a waste of energy.
That behavior further fueled his caution.
“Grey aura. That’s unusual.”
Blame it.
Soon, a light step without any spirit narrowed the gap between Viktor and the guy, as if shortening the space.
Max’s sword was swung at the same time. The
red aura seemed to only form on the tip of the sword, but it quickly expanded and aimed at his heart.
Eyes It happened in a blink of an eye, but it was enough for an Auror user to react.
At that moment, a doubt appeared in Max’s remaining eye.
‘Don’t you have any plans to avoid it?’
The guy’s intention, as revealed by his characteristic ‘intuition’, was absurd.
‘Are you going to die with us? Hmm. But…’
The moment he realized that, his red aura instantly shot forward.
‘The only one who will die is you. .’
For Max, it was a pity that the entertainment he had expected to be fun ended so dullly.
But…
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
.
The moment the heart was pierced, Viktor’s gray auror blade actually grew several times larger and pierced the enemy’s heart in one go.
Mroiuuuuuu.
” Big, big.”
“Boo.”
Everything happened in an instant.
‘I did it…’
Looking at the enemy’s eyes filled with astonishment, Viktor forced himself to endure the terrible pain.
“Off. This is crazy…”
Max’s remaining pupil doubled in size and a swear word flowed from his mouth.
Then, a beat later, a sharp scream rang out from behind Viktor.
“Aaaah! Sir Victor!”
“It’s okay…”
Viktor, who saw that the light in the enemy’s eyes was fading out, pulled out the enemy’s sword that was stuck in his heart in one go. With a whooping sound, blood spurted out like a fountain, and blood poured out in a strange way on his limbs. I felt weak.
‘I shouldn’t be like this.’
Regenerate.
You can do it!
Viktor gritted his teeth and commanded his body.
In the heart that had learned the divine sword vision, five force cores constantly revolved around the first core, emitting force.
In addition, the ‘endless vitality’ The trait wasn’t just about mobilizing a force stronger than the realm.
The most special thing about this trait was the regenerative ability to heal any injury. It was a
gamble I made with faith in those two things, but my heart didn’t listen.
And Viktor found out why. I quickly realized,
‘Oh, Auror. Damn you, you idiot.’
Expectations were only half met.
The five force cores prevented the heart from being completely destroyed through instantaneous aura conversion, but the remaining enemy auras prevented regeneration. The auror
‘s power to destroy everything.
Ignoring the aftermath, it regenerated. His characteristics weren’t fully ripe yet. He
was in a hurry and his thoughts were short.
But,
‘I can’t die like this, stupidly.’
Gritting his teeth, Viktor’s will held on to the last spark of life.
And,
“Blood, blood…! “No!”
Ilya shouted urgently, reaching out and pressing Viktor’s chest, where blood was gushing out.
“Please…”
She bit her lip, and a white shining holy power flowed from her hand.
The light instantly spread throughout his body. .
Under that holy power, the decaying body gained vitality and the fading mind became clear.
The moment the stopped thought circuit regained its function, the condition necessary for survival appeared in his mind.
‘The power to crush aurors.’
Fortunately, Viktor knew one such method. The 5th form of the divine
sword ‘s arcane form: Life Splitting.
It is possible if you can master and apply it, which up until now could only be barely casted with effort during training.
The vitality that reached 100% led to extreme concentration, and the pouring divine power supported that concentration stably. Soon,
everything about the living spirit charm began to be clearly analyzed in Viktor’s mind. Soon, that realization became the enemy’s aura left in his heart. annihilated.
And at that moment, Viktor realized that he had grown beyond another level of wall.
Ugh. Ugh.
The force core spewed out the 6th core, and the force amplified twice in an instant and the characteristics that became stronger quickly repaired the wound in his heart. After a while ,
Viktor let out a rough breath, like someone who had sunk deep into the sea and barely managed to surface.
“Big, big.”
“Huh? What is this?”
Ilya shed tears and then panicked.
Looking at her eyes like that, Viktor burst into tears and coughed up blood.
Coughing.
‘This was really crazy. I was lucky.’
Confidence surged along with a sense of relief. Because I had gained so much by doing crazy things.
The rise to the level was also an increase, but for now, the most satisfying thing was the fact that I killed the empire’s superhuman with a single sword and without making any noise.
Superhumans clashed with each other. The fact that it didn’t even destroy the soundproofing spell.
So Viktor smiled.
“It’s okay now. Let’s go, saint.”
So that the saint would feel relieved.
“Aaaah!”
“…?”
“Oh no. I’m sorry. Let’s go quickly.”
I made a small mistake of not thinking about how others would see the smile I made with my mouth covered in blood, but fortunately, the Holy Knights outside were still quiet.
Until Victor left the building carrying the Holy Woman on his back.
And The next morning
– The fake saint Ilia Gavon is excommunicated.
News that will shake the world begins to spread around the Holy Kingdom.