Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 625

#625. There is only one.

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Sword Demon Vlad Tzepes.

He was born as a prince of a small country called Wallachia.

So, of course, he learned royal studies before swordsmanship.

Having crossed countless battlefields and governing the country, he has acquired iron-blooded character.

His most terrifying thing could be said to be his coolness and ruthlessness, not losing his judgment in any situation, rather than his swordsmanship or black magic.

‘how?’

But at this very moment.

Vlad was frozen and unable to move.

He was the one who fought with the runaway Limon and felt its thrilling power.

As a black magician who knows best how near impossible it is for someone who has fallen into demons to return.

I was convinced that I would never be able to recover.

That’s why I tried to kill him.

How should I accept this situation when that Limon reappears in such a calm manner?

Because your mind is paralyzed.

But that’s for a while.

Vlad, who had calmed down with his unique coldness, opened his mouth calmly.

No, I was trying to open my mouth.

[I’m the team leader!]

…If it weren’t for the blue bird that came out of the robot’s head that flew like a rocket before that, it would cling to Limon.

[What the heck did you do, you finally came here! Do you know how hard it was for me? Yes?]

He joined the battle only belatedly.

Thanks to that, I had never even seen Limon wandering between death and death, let alone runaway.

That’s why Yuna-kyung, who was able to move before anyone else, was complaining all over the place.

An Indian girl landed at the top of a nearby tree.

The running eagle blinked at the sight of Limon.

“A male master…?”

“Yes, it is me.”

“question. psychedelic? Are you okay?”

“How do you look?”

“…guess. It looks fine.”

As if the piercing was a lie, the wound healed cleanly without a single scar.

And a calm face and a calm voice.

When Suri makes a strange expression, not sure if he is relieved or disappointed at Limon, who is much better than when he was running rampant.

What I heard was a languid voice.

“It looks like it was stretched out like a corpse, and it looks like it got a good night’s sleep.”

“It’s thanks to the boss who worked hard for me.”

“There was no such thing as suffering. I just enjoyed light exercise with my clan while leaving the workshop.”

“I guess so.”

Horns and tails that appeared as dragons.

Bloodied wings and scales.

Even other dusty clans.

It was obvious to anyone that he had been desperately fighting all night long, let alone light exercise.

Even so, Charlotte’s proud answer, as if this much were nothing, was accepted by Limon with a quiet smile.

“Thank you anyway. Thanks to the boss for coming to the workshop, I got some help.”

“…Heh, I didn’t do anything specifically for you.”

like a calm lake.

Maybe it was because he didn’t like that smile that calmly accepted even his own arrogance.

Charlotte, who snorted lightly, turned her head away and naturally avoided her face.

Vlad, who had been silently watching the scene, finally opened his mouth.

“I never thought Master would recover.”

“Shut your mouth, you’re gone.”

“…”

“As I said before, I’ve never had a bug that engages in black magic as a disciple.”

Even if it’s a disciple with the same name.

Vlad didn’t feel sorry for the cold words that were completely different from when he was talking to the repairman on the run.

Learn black magic before you were born.

Excommunicated by Limon.

It was cut by him, of course.

Even after he was resurrected, he was in a different situation than himself, who was voluntarily hostile to him, and the running repairman who was forced to fight because of his spell.

“Still, Master is my Master.”

It wasn’t that he was disrespectful.

Rather, he felt deep gratitude to Limon for deliberately studying and teaching even the world’s spearmanship for himself.

He is probably the disciple who respects the master next to Sword Master among the Sword Masters of the Sword Tower.

“If you truly still think of me as your teacher, kill yourself now. That would be the last thing you can do as my disciple.”

“…I’m sorry, but I can’t.”

“I guess so.”

Despite this, Limon calmly nodded his head as if he had expected it, seeing him not retracting his spear.

and Vlad’s neck.

To be precise, he continued talking quietly while looking at the pendant hanging there.

“After waking up from death, you still haven’t let go of that lingering attachment.”

“That’s why I can’t throw it away any more.”

“It’s just a mess.”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a mess.”

firm voice.

unwavering gaze.

That’s why I looked straight at Limon with deeper and darker eyes.

said Vlad.

“As I said when I engraved my name on the sword tower, the reason I take up the spear is to protect the ones I love.”

“So you’re trying to stain your family with sin again?”

looking at him like that

Limon asked heavily.

“Even by stealing the rest of his wife and children who have already enjoyed life and resurrecting them?”

“I will bear the guilt.”

“Sin is not convenient enough for you to give and take as you please.”

“I’ll just make it happen if it doesn’t work.”

He is a sword master.

A being that can cut anything.

If there is something blocking the way, whether it is the teacher, the world, or providence, pierce through it with this spear.

Looking at Vlad talking like a sword master.

Limon closed his eyes.

“Yes, you are that kind of guy.”

Maya said.

love is a wound

Limon, who had lived a long life, could sympathize with those words to some extent.

A sword fight mad for love of France.

A swordsman who caused world wars because he loved peace.

…even the swordsman who had to point his sword at him because he loved himself.

It was because of the wounds left by love that made the disciples who lost their lives at his hands become like that.

Same goes for Vlad.

A sword master who entered the Sword Tower to protect his family because he loved his wife and children more than anyone else.

But after watching them grow old and die, they suffer.

A man who cursed his eternal life and tried to offer even the people as sacrifices to revive his family by joining hands with the Dark Dawn.

Because that was a ghost named Vlad Chepesch.

How many times have you died and come back to life?

no matter what sin you commit.

he won’t stop

Vlad would be willing to commit an atrocity to cover the whole world with corpses if he could bring his family back to life.

And as a disciple in name.

Knowing that Limon will not forgive him,

Vlad quietly opened his mouth.

“I know Master will not wait to see me fulfill my long-cherished wish.”

“I’m glad you know.”

“But before that, I dare to ask you, Master.”

“What do you mean?”

“You joined hands with the Demonic Cult, tolerated even the spirit water, and even lost your temper and ran out of control.”

“…”

“Nevertheless, are you saying that I can’t just save my family?”

The Seven Dragons were trying to overturn the world.

The spirit beast that caused the spirit uprising.

Above all, even Limon himself, who had raged and raged.

All of that is a threat to the world.

Still, is there a reason to block only your own wind, which is not a threat to the world to revive your family?

Looking at Vlad asking heavily.

Limon calmly agreed.

“It might be unfair.”

Wouldn’t it be better if he tried to sacrifice tens of thousands of people as living sacrifices with black magic like before?

It’s just that he’s trying to revive his family with Wanderer’s power.

If you want to stop even that, you have to destroy the Seven Dragons, slit the head of the spirit tree, and end your own life.

Vlad’s point may have some truth.

“But you don’t deserve my answer, and I have no reason to explain.”

Still, he was wrong.

Just as the running repair and Vlad are different, who almost split the moon and destroyed the world, but did not cross the line.

The fact that he acquiesced to the Seven Dragons and Yuna-kyung and did not commit suicide right away is not a reason not to stop him.

I have no intention of persuading you.

Respond calmly.

Limon finished his speech calmly.

“So if you’re feeling unfair, there’s only one thing you can do.”

“What do you mean?”

“—Killing me.”

After all, they are swordsmen.

A being who proves himself with a sword.

If you want to insist on fairness, stop talking nonsense and raise a spear.

Looking at the master who speaks coldly.

Vlad said coldly.

“Sister.”

“…I’m listening to the answer.”

“Help me fight the Master with all your might. This time, without any expedients and without touching.”

“…”

Dismissal!

Is it because I read that rejection?

The moment the repairman, gnashing his teeth at the soaring pain from the tattoo on his abdomen, was about to fiercely glar at Vlad.

“Suri, you don’t have to worry about me, so just do as I say.”

“…?”

She paused at the unexpected words.

While even Vlad hardened his face.

Limon picked up Yuna-gyeong, which was clinging to his chest, and held it out to Charlotte.

“Boss, can you take care of Blue for a second?”

“Did you mean that you would fight the Sword Demon and the Sword Spirit alone?”

[Yes?!]

Yuna-kyung was frightened.

But Limon said calmly.

“This is something I have to do and only I can do.”

“You make it very plausible to say that you’re worried about disturbing me or your pet after we’ve been fighting all night.”

“There is a reason for that.”

Charlotte raised her eyebrows.

It wasn’t just because of his pride.

It was just a little while ago that I crossed the threshold of death.

It was because Limon’s words that he would fight two sword masters with such a body sounded too reckless.

So she tried to open her mouth to arrogantly say that she would fight too.

If only Limon hadn’t bowed his head slightly.

“Please, sir.”

“….”

“I don’t want to repeat the same mistakes.”

It’s like looking through the heart.

At the end of looking at those calm golden eyes.

Charlotte eventually calmed down the psionic with a snort, released Yonghwa, and accepted Yuna-kyung.

“Heung, do whatever you want.”

“thank you.”

“Greetings are over, so grab your sword. I don’t want to hear the excuse that I lost because I didn’t have a sword.”

“Thank you for your heart, but if that’s the case, don’t worry.”

Is it because you see that the waist is empty?

Fragments and parts of reinforced armor collected from the surroundings with telekinetic power are melted and combined into a universal logistic.

Limon calmly shook his head at Charlotte, who held out a sword made of all sorts of rare alloys made in the blink of an eye.

And he put his hand into his bosom.

“If it’s a sword, it’s here.”

That moment.

Charlotte’s eyebrows twitched, and Yuna-kyung made an expression as if the manager was crazy.

But Limon didn’t care.

It’s like you don’t need another sword.

quietly stepping forward.

I just turned my gaze to Vlad and the running repair.

“come.”

“….”

Vlad, who had hardened his face at the unexpected weapon, eventually aimed a spear at him.

The running repairman, who hesitated until the end, saw him nodding and reluctantly grabbed the two daggers.

It’s not the sword I always used.

It wasn’t even the sword that Charlotte made.

With only a short platinum-colored carving knife.

Limon spoke calmly to the two disciples.

“I will give you one last lesson from this one-time teacher.”

Just like that…

to end the blue that shook this Amazon.

with the master.

with the disciple.

was a disciple.

The battle between the three sword masters has begun.