Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 219

Episode 219 My neck becomes your scabbard (4)

All human beings live in this world wearing wrong prescription sunglasses.

And sword masters are those who take off those glasses.

‘Exodus’.

Having risen to the level of a superman beyond an iron man, they can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

‘Heart Sword’.

I can cut them down.

Ssangtuk –

The blade that reached the highest realm swept through the air once.

The seventh tooth drew a huge trajectory and cut space in half.

“……!”

Bikir felt the mana in his whole body increase like an explosion.

It was different from Mana Runaway. A tremendous sense of strength and exaltation supported his back.

The realization that I had been living with the old faults up until now.

A sense of liberation to the point where you feel like an insect.

For the first time, Bikir was able to understand the old Hugo.

The ego he found only after losing his precious thing and the highest state he reached at that moment.

The sword master’s overflowing power and vision A realm that transcended humans a long time ago.

Everything else besides himself deserves to be regarded as a bug or an expendable item.

……But Vikir was different from Hugo. I could understand him, but I don’t sympathize with him.

This is because Hugo lost the target he was aiming for the moment he crossed the final wall and regained Vikir.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

The knife passed first, followed by a sound about a second later.

A terrifying shockwave arose and cleared the surrounding black fog at once.

but.

…dump!

Surprisingly, Kamu’s body, standing in the middle of the storm, was intact.

Only she collapsed helplessly to the floor like a marionette with a broken string.

at the same time.

[Oh heck!? Whoa!?]

The scattered black mist gathers again to form a single sphere.

Seere. An existence that was entangled with the string of contracts with Camus.

However, due to Vikir’s slash the other day, the connection with the devil was severed.

The moment the knot of the tough soul is cut off, Seere falls out of Kamyu’s body.

[Don’t be ridiculous! Breaking a pact with the devil How could that be…]

It squeezed the rest of its life force together and fell from Camu’s body.

but.

Hanging in front of him were seven hounds’ teeth.

[no! I, I, have an important mission to open the gate…!]

Seere insisted on the reason he had to live, but that only made Vikir more sure about the reason he had to kill him.

…Sparkle!

The space inside the barrier was split into seven pieces.

A roar like explosives. A slash faster than lightning.

Seven black and red thunder accompanied by the storm completely disintegrated the remaining thoughts of Seere.

Pageek-

Seeere disappeared without leaving a piece of meat or a piece of his soul.

Bikir thought from a standing position.

‘If Seere had gotten a little stronger over time, it would have been difficult to deal with.’

The longer the demon stays, the stronger it becomes.

In particular, it was a great fortune to be able to find and kill Seeere, the 8th Beonshi, who leads a large army of dead soldiers early on, an enemy that becomes more and more terrifying as time goes by.

Meanwhile.

Vikir retrieved the mask and the Black Bow Anubis.

The body that had reached the master’s level was noticeably different from before.

He grew taller, and his body became more robust.

“…”

The flowers of joy, sorrow, and sorrow that were dried up to become a ferrecious graduate were blooming vividly again after becoming a sword master.

at that time.

Dismissed!

A single black lightning bolt cut through the air.

“…!?”

When Bikir turned his head, Kamu’s body was fading.

A magic circle is drawn on the floor centered on her unconscious body and glows.

…destroy!

Teleport. It is a technique to move a short distance.

It was Geronto who was moving Camus body.

The moment the space movement magic was activated, Bikir was troubled.

Will he stretch out his sword and slash Geronto’s head in front of him?

“…”

[…]

In that short time, the eyes of Bikir and Geronto face each other.

“…”

But in the end, Bikir didn’t use his hands.

Indeed, he decided to let go of Camus, whom he had reunited with after a long time.

Geronto quietly raised his head and looked at Vikir. As if to say thank you.

Bikir partially released the barrier, and Geronto disappeared with Camus through the gap.

Pit-

Eventually, only Vikir was left in the empty barrier.

……No, I wasn’t alone.

[Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear-]

The young madam, who had landed on her shoulder, rubbed her body against Vikir’s cheek.

His eyes seemed to be asking why the enemy was just letting go.

Bikir gave a short answer.

“He’s a younger sister who cares about my older sister. There must be some circumstances.”

Geronto did not attack Vikir when Camus was unconscious before, but only acted to protect her.

This time, too, Vikir judged, he would have his own reasons for taking her away.

‘The treatment of warlocks is different from that of ordinary people. Potions and healing magic are incompatible with the dark mana flowing in the body of a black mage

. It was an unavoidable situation.

* * *

Meanwhile.

“……The barrier has disappeared!”

Professor Banshee, who was reading the flow of mana around him with his eyes closed, shouted.

All the professors and members of the Imperial Guard, who rushed to the call after receiving the call, couldn’t help but panic.

“Then what about the night hound!?”

“The unregistered black magician!?”

“Where did they disappear to?”

However, even Professor Banshee, who has the highest degree of sorcery among them, has not been able to find out where this barrier was built and where it disappeared.

I only vaguely sensed that it was there, and I just missed it.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Professor Banshee’s face as he missed the barrier.

“A truly secretive presence. It’s a level of barrier art that humans can’t even dare to guess.”

If Professor Banshee, the academy’s next vice-principal candidate, says this, he’s done it.

When everyone was shocked, one person let out a high-pitched laugh.

“Ho-ho-ho- this is indeed the work of the devil. Artistic as expected, the night hound.”

Professor Sadie. Covering one eye with an eyepatch, she giggled.

The gaze around you sharpens. Professor Banshee made a point on their behalf.

“As a professor of the Empire and an advisory member of the Imperial Guard, please refrain from acting like you are praising criminals. Professor Sadi.”

“Don’t call me by my name with that mouth.”

Professor Banshee and Professor Saadi began to quarrel again.

Meanwhile.

The students look dumbfounded.

As the night dew fell and the heat of the festival cooled down, everyone awoke from the alcohol and atmosphere and returned to their sober minds.

“What? Why are all the performances stopped? Why is the music off?”

“I heard that the villains are attacking you?”

“This is nonsense. What

happened at the academy?”

“Wow! The attacking villain is a night hound!”

“Crazy!? Seriously!? How much damage?”

“…I heard there’s no surprise? There’s no damage.”

Everyone is busy buzzing.

Tudor Sancho Piggy and Bianca Sinclair were also whispering among themselves.

“Did you see it? Did you see it? The woman wearing the skull mask was really scary.”

“It’s embarrassing, but I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to confront it. What was that?”

“Wow – I thought I was going to pass out because my heart was really shaking.”

“The night hounds were also really scary. They were the bloodiest of all I’ve ever seen.”

“That’s right, I almost peed even though I heard your voice…”

Then.

“Really. I was so scared I couldn’t even breathe.”

There was a voice that quietly interrupted the conversation of friends.

It was Bikir.

The friends were not aware of Bikir’s absence, probably because they were not in a hurry, so they resumed the conversation naturally.

“Bikir! Where have you been, man! I was worried!”

“Weren’t you in the bar kitchen earlier? I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Ah, Vikir! I was worried! I brought the professors and looked for you first, but it’s not there!”

“By the way, where were you?”

“Hyung-ah went to call the professors too!”

Tudor Sancho Piggy and Bianca Sinclair each greeted Bikir and said a word.

at that time.

“……Bikir?”

There was one entity questioning Vikir.

Saint Dolores. She looked back at Bikir with a puzzled expression.

“Didn’t I see you while I searched these streets? Where have you been all this time? With your personality, there’s no way you could have hidden or run away, leaving your friends behind.”

Eyes that show pure curiosity.

Bikir, who sacrificed himself for his friends during the midterm exam, couldn’t have escaped alone in a disaster like this.

When Dolores raises a reasonable question, Tudor Sancho Piggy Bianca Sinclair’s gaze turns to Bikir again.

“……That is.”

The moment when Bikir tries to make an excuse after a bit of hesitation.

“You commoner! What if you fall out of the defenses alone! You almost died!”

“You did!”

“You did!”

There were three voices attesting to Bikir’s alibi.

High Bro Middle Bro Low Bro triplets. The guys stood in front of Bikir.

“They said that my son is good at shooting an arrow. If we go ahead like that, what will we be?

“Don’t touch me.”

“Don’t touch me.”

Is it to divert attention?

The triplets of the Baskervilles made a noise as if they were banging Vikir on the head or grabbing him by the collar.

For a moment, Bikir glared at the triplets from an angle no one could see.

‘Don’t overdo it.’

‘……yes.’

The triplets slightly reduced their disrespect for Bikir.

After that, things were the same as before.

Tudor jumped in to stop bothering Vikir, and the Baskerville triplets fell in at just the right time.

Each of the professors was busy analyzing the situation.

He seemed to want to find a good material to write a research thesis on.

“Isn’t it true that night hounds can only use their strength at night? That’s why they ran away because it seemed like dawn would break.”

“Then, it could be a vampire-type monster.”

“But who suppressed this situation as a result?”

“Listening to the eyewitness statements, it seems that Professor Banshee and Professor Saadi have a lot of credit.”

“Before that… the previous student council president, Osiris Les Baskervilles, who graduated from the academy a long time ago, was here! I guess he might have helped.”

Park the argument. fit-and-match conclusion. everything was the same as before.

“…”

Bikir stood near the intersection of the end of the great incident and the beginning of the daily life and raised his head.

the end of the twilight. The distant dawn at dawn.

Night passes and morning comes.

Even the darkest darkness is dispelled by the weakest light.

Bikir proved it today and stands here alive.

Standing at the end of the battlefield where you risked your life before returning home and safely greet the dawn, the thrill of that time beats your heart anew.

……But.Only one thing.

‘Is it okay?’

I was just worried about Camus, who had disappeared.