Star-Embracing Swordmaster - Chapter 206

There was a man sitting alone in an empty prison cell with his head down

for your name .

It was a prison filled with coldness, both where I was sitting and where I was leaning.

However, unlike the bloody surrounding scenery, his expression seemed peaceful for some unknown reason.

“They should have arrived by now.”

“I guess so.”

Zayar, who was standing outside the window, nodded quietly to Josef’s words.

Indeed, by now it would have been time for Vlad to have encountered the Golden Ball’s ships.

“Are you okay?”

However, the person who was more worried about Xayar than Vlad, who was currently out on the battlefield, was Josef.

Because the winter air was difficult for him, he always had a dry cough.

“I know clearly what I have to do, and although my body is tired, my mind is at ease.”

“…….”

Although he was a little pale, Josef’s face as seen through the bars looked as relaxed as he had just said.

However, Zayar could not smile along with Josef’s smile.

Because I knew very well how much thought that laughter came from.

“I wish I had lived like this a long time ago.”

The morning sun began to shine on Josef’s cold breath.

When I was chasing it, it was a light that ran away, but now that I was sitting still, it was a light that came closer to me.

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Kuwagagagagak-!

Loud waves began to rise above the calm waves.

It was the sound made by one of Barbossa’s ships soaring high into the sky.

“……what’s this.”

The cold water droplets hitting my face feel like a dream.

Tolvin, the commander of this exploration party, made a dumbfounded expression as he looked at the ship rising at a strange angle.

Even for him who had spent his entire life on the sea, this was his first time seeing this scene.

“The ship is falling!”

“Everyone grab the railing!”

But falling has no wings.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

As for the ship, the ship heading towards the sky just fell over and broke into pieces.

The huge chain that had been tied between the reefs fluttered loudly between the crashing ships.

“It’s a trap. Captain!”

“We need to get out of here now!”

It was a trap.

This sea area they are in now.

The place we came into after chasing the red rose was surrounded by reefs and was also confined with huge chains.

It was a trap that could not be created without a long period of preparation.

-They came out again!

-Everyone bow your heads!

Push!

Sharp arrows began to fly towards Tolbin’s dazed ship again.

I don’t know who shot it, but it was an arrow that did not lose its sharpness at all even though it passed through the heavy sea breeze.

“Gagging!”

“Tsk!”

The deck was full of shouts from sailors all over the place.

Some of them had already lost their will to fight and were lying down under the railing to avoid the rain of arrows.

“…Wake up! wake up! Everyone, stand up and fight!”

Tolbin finally came to his senses and started screaming at the sailors.

No matter how much the search party was, there was no way that ten ships could collapse like this.

“The belly of the Buddha! Approaching again! This time towards the stern!”

“……what?”

However, even though they had just dealt a huge blow through a trap, the unknown enemy seemed to have no intention of letting go of the momentum they had once gained.

Just as I heard, there was a ship sticking out of the fog.

It was a ship displaying a red rose flag.

‘I was right in front just now!’

Just a moment ago, the ship was luring them right in front of them, but before they knew it, it had turned back and was aiming for their back.

Tolvin felt chilled by the incomprehensible and unexpected mobility.

“Prepare your guns!”

“I can’t reach the distance!”

A ship suddenly appeared behind the fleet, as if rising from the sea.

Tolvin’s crew let out loud screams as they saw the ship reappear in a place it shouldn’t have been.

“But why do their arrows reach me!”

The unidentified ship must have heard Tolvin’s shout and suddenly began to turn.

Head straight towards their side.

“Enemy ship approaching!”

“what?”

A ship with the red rose flag that lured the enemy, trapped them, and then reappeared.

Tolbin’s eyes widened as he watched the ship move, making full use of its small size.

Although its body was small, its protruding horns were sharper than any ship I had ever seen.

Quaaaaang-!

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“Everyone hold on tight!”

“Heeeeee!”

All kinds of miscellaneous things were rolling around on the Jemina, which was tilted so hard that it looked like it was going to fall over.

Even elves with a good sense of balance had to struggle to hold on to the railing.

Nevertheless, the reason the ship was able to maintain its balance was probably thanks to the elaborate calculations of the captain holding the rudder.

“Let the wind blow! Wizard!”

“It’s not that easy!”

From the enemy’s bow to the stern.

Haven’s steering skill, which cleverly steered through the fog, was possible because of the thick fog that obscured the view to the extent and the magician’s mystery.

“It’s not hard anymore! “I used up all the wind I had saved up!”

“Holy shit!”

Nibelun used to send wind with a strange bellows taken out of his backpack, but even that seemed to have reached its limits now.

As expected, the sail had been swollen as if it would burst due to the wind just a moment ago, but now it could be seen that it had collapsed.

“Vlad. I can’t do this anymore. “If we lose speed, it’s actually our fault.”

“okay.”

The Jemina had used the thick fog as a shadow to thoroughly ravage the enemy’s blind spots, but this was now its last attempt.

“But this is enough.”

However, thanks to this, we were able to disintegrate the enemy fleet, so it was a sufficient success.

Aside from the ships currently trapped in the trap, the ships scattered beyond the fog would have become Nidavellir’s prey.

“What should I do? Should I run away now? “I think this is enough for a manned mission.”

“no.”

Vlad raised his palm and looked into the distance to see that there were only 4 enemy ships left, which had started out as 10.

And as if they had taken out the scattered ships, Nidavellir’s ships were approaching from afar.

Now, seeing the enemy ships trying to deviate from their course by pulling out their oars, Vlad strengthened his resolve.

“Catch one boat.”

“what?”

“I must grab one with my own hands.”

Definitely taking the lead.

And once you have the momentum, don’t stop.

The technique of using a single strike to achieve victory was not limited to the enemy.

“That’s how we get an apology from the dwarves.”

Vlad was gritting his teeth as he thought of the dwarves.

I completely understand the current situation in which they were misunderstood, but I was not completely convinced in my heart.

Josef, who is still imprisoned in a cold prison, was Vlad’s benefactor and a person of pride to be built upon.

“…….”

Vlad looked at the elves standing on the railing in silence.

The elves of Aushurin are said to be natural archers from birth.

They, who were sure to pierce one enemy with one arrow, looked at Vlad’s straight eyes and nodded.

“Let’s give it a try until the end. The value that saved the world tree. “I don’t think I’ve paid back this much.”

“thank you.”

As Baradis spoke, the elves drew their swords instead of their bows.

The sailors, looking at them and guessing the future situation, took out their weapons with flushed faces.

“…I never thought I’d end up hitting Barbossa’s stomach in my lifetime.”

A name that anyone who works in the sea has probably heard at least once. Golden Ball Kazan Barbossa.

Thinking about charging towards that huge name from now on, Haven felt dizzy.

“are you okay. “Jemina was always good at headbutting.”

“That’s your Geminago!”

Deeudeeudeeudeuk-!

okay. A life born from the bottom anyway.

People living in the back alleys, who had nothing to lose because they were born holding nothing, began to shout out to the strong sea.

“This is my gemina!”

At Haven’s signal through gritted teeth, Nibelun’s bellows began again.

Then, the ship with a lot of momentum began to shoot towards Barbossa’s ships.

“I’m dying… If this continues, we’re all going to die!”

It was Nibelun who worked with the bellows as if he would die for the Zemina.

However, Nibelun, who was so exhausted, did not notice that the bellows he was stepping on with all his might had already exhausted its usefulness.

“Everyone prepare for shock!”

There were clusters of lights clinging together to replace the insufficient wind, pushing the back of the Gemina.

Squids flocked here following the scent of the World Tree taken by Vlad.

The unfamiliar currents they created were flowing straight toward Barbossa’s ships.

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Kwazijijijik-!

“Enemy ship… I was shocked!”

The sound of wooden boards being torn was loud.

The deck they were standing on shook as if there had been an earthquake, and several sailors who were unable to secure anything to grab fell to the bottom of the sea.

It was small, but fast, so the vibration it emitted was bound to be huge.

“Why didn’t any of the cannons hit!”

“The enemy’s maneuver… was too fast!”

“Holy shit!”

A speed that is difficult for even experienced sailors to achieve.

The Zemina, which crawled through the passing shells and struck Tolvin’s ship, was stuck deep like an arrow and had no intention of falling.

“Prepare for hand-to-hand combat! “Knights, get down to the dock!”

Tolvin shouted as if he was furious and slammed down the rudder he was holding.

Even thinking about the current situation, where I was trapped by a small ship and couldn’t even dodge the dwarves’ ship that was attacking me, it was ridiculous to think about.

“die. “You bastards!”

“Push it out! “Don’t let them in!”

Right next to it, dwarves were coming in all the time. And the enemy sailors coming in like a flood from below.

In an instant, ugly men started pouring out of the Gemina, which had been confined to the dock rather than the deck due to the low ceiling.

“Someone stops who!”

Because it was a narrow hole to begin with, it was difficult to get through.

However, if the person at the forefront is a knight with his own world, it will not be a big problem.

-Kaaaaaa!

-It’s a knight! A knight with an aura!

Blood, as salty as sea water, was sticking to Vlad’s armor.

However, the reason it fell before it could stay for long was probably due to the vision engraved by the dwarven blacksmith.

“Otar! “Go and release the oarsmen!”

“okay!”

It was not only the West’s privilege to keep dwarves as slaves.

The oarsman dwarves, who were tied to each other and unable to move, opened their eyes wide as they saw Vlad suddenly barge in.

“The rest, follow me!”

From the lowest dock to the upper deck.

Vlad was moving upward, cutting down the sailors who blocked his path.

“Don’t block my way! “You bastards!”

A silver-gray armor that blocks swords that constantly come into contact in a narrow space.

Every time Justia’s armor deflected the enemy’s sword, the heads of those unknown people fell off without fail.

“You are the rumored illegitimate son of Dragulia!”

“…….”

In the end, someone’s traces were engraved in each step upward.

If it weren’t for their help, I might still be in the mud.

No, probably not.

“…Who did you call Dragulia just now?”

But now I am able to shine with the name I wanted.

Vlad’s blue eyes began to shine towards the person who called him by the wrong name.

“Who told you it was Dragulia!”

Quad deud deuk!

“Kaaaaak!”

Not with swordsmanship or swordplay, but simply with ferocity.

The unknown knight blocking the stairs could clearly see the bright blue eyes tearing into his world.

“Aaaah!”

Vlad’s sword, dangling in anger, did not lose any of its momentum.

Vlad charges towards the deck with the knight pinned to his sword.

The blood rushing to the corners of his eyes disturbed his vision, but Vlad did not stop.

bang-! bang-! Quang!

Vlad noisily breaks the dock and climbs upward.

As Vlad’s golden color, engraved deep in his heart, illuminated the dark interior of the ship, a clear path began to appear for the party following him.

It was an upward path.

Quad deuk!

After breaking down the door blocking the way with a loud noise, fresh air finally began to rest on Vlad’s cheek.

It was the deck I wanted to go to and the higher world I was aiming for.

“Who are you!”

It was a loud appearance, but what greeted him was only quiet silence.

The knight that was pierced in front of the sword that was swung as if shaking it began to split in half.

Blue eyes visible in that miserable crack.

Tolvin swallowed his saliva without realizing it, looking at the look in his eyes that only a born predator could have.

“In Shoara…”

It was raining.

Rain that washes away the flowing blood.

Vlad felt the rain falling gently on the blood, which was as thick as the mud from before.

“…I am Josef’s knight, Vlad.”

For today, I can confidently say it in someone else’s name instead of my own.

For Josef’s sake, who allowed him to stand here, Vlad raised his sword towards the golden flag.

It was a sword for Josef, who recognized me as a person even though I was standing under someone else’s name that I stole that cold winter day.