Sword Pilgrim - Chapter 122

Episode 122

Taang! Caang! Chii profit!

Grow Gregory.

Colliers was facing him.

Of course he wasn’t alone.

“A hero of salvation. Count Zervan. What is a noble like you in this shabby place?”

Gregory glanced to the side and pretended to be indifferent, tapping the hammer.

“It’s the dwarf Dexter. Since he is mine, let him use the forge.”

A few days later, after waking up from his coma, Callius sent a liaison to the North to bring Dexter back.

It was because he had heard the news of Dexter, who was still grunting while holding on to his sword.

“Why should I?”

“Compared to the Empire, the kingdom’s sword quality isn’t that great. Dexter will be around for a while and will do a lot for you, so why not take it for granted?”

“joy! What does San know? You, who know how to wield a sword with that hand and have never made a sword, are talking about the level of a sword.”

That’s a well-deserved response.

Grow Gregory.

He is the most recognized growth in the Order.

That’s why you must have a lot of pride. You can’t force Dexter into this.

Unless it changes Gregory’s perception of himself.

“They only quenched it with water. Is there a reason?”

“Then what do you do? Are you saying that cast iron must be cooled by tempering it with blood, like the barbarians?”

Even if it was the growth of the kingdom, the level was insignificant compared to modern times.

“If you quench only with water, it cools down rapidly. Didn’t the cast iron bend or break?”

“Isn’t that natural? Making that part to the fullest is growth!”

“Ha ha, use the oil.”

“Oil?”

“Or use salt water, there are many ways. It would be nice to use the blessed water.”

The quality of the corpse of the Kingdom is not very good compared to that of the Empire.

The reason is the same as saying that there is no talent, but it was also because they insisted on quenching and smelting only in the traditional way.

So it didn’t work.

In the first place, only water quenching was a measure of the level of civilization.

‘Water isn’t bad.’

But it’s not particularly good either.

The properties of cast iron are different.

Some hit the water, some never hit.

Most of the ingots higher than the spirit sword have various properties, so it is easy to deform cast iron by quenching it with water.

Therefore, you should use oils that keep the temperature constant or timely methods that weaken the type.

In the first place, quenching itself is trying to make iron stronger, but if iron is deformed, will it be strong?

The kingdom’s technological level is too meager.

So, Callius brought Dexter.

“You’re teasing me too much.”

“Suffer for me.”

Water quenching and welding.

Just by fixing this part a little, the mass production of swords would be faster and the quality would be higher.

and.

Callius drew his dagger and cut a little in the palm of his hand.

“what! What a sudden…!”

The dripping blood was full of holy power.

dropped it into a bucket

“It’s a classic method, but it’s not a bad method. How about taking a slightly different approach?”

Gregory gasped as if in great shock, took an iron he had been making somewhere, heated it with a bellows, and hit it with a hammer to quickly draw out the shape of a sword.

Then he swallowed and said.

“I don’t completely trust the Count’s words. However, it’s not that difficult to try. This is cast iron that I had a hard time finding… It always suffered from hardening.”

It was because iron was twisted if it was only immersed in water. Gregory dipped the beaten cast iron into the water containing the Holy Blood of Colius.

Chii profit!!

Black lumps fell off, and on the sword I picked up.

“Oh oh! There is no back twist!!”

It looked clean as if it had taken off a bunch of old leaves. Gregory admired it for a while and then nodded his head at Colius.

“It’s not like I’m doing this out of good intentions. Is there anything you can ask of me?”

“Dexter.”

“Kuhm.”

A cloth-wrapped sword emerged from Dexter’s bosom.

broken sword.

It was a mighty sword.

“This… even though it’s broken, its shape is fixed. It’s a fairly high-ranking sword among spirit swords. It looks like a masterpiece.”

Special items are just below special items.

Still, it meant that it was a fairly high-class sword.

“Fix this.”

“This…? Did you say Dexter? Looks like you couldn’t fix it.”

“Yes. Unfortunately.”

Dexter couldn’t fix his spirit sword.

So Callius called him.

If it was him alone, he wouldn’t know it, but if he was with Gregory, it would be a little different.

‘Gregory.’

Although he is an old man, he is an old man with a lot of potential for growth. It’s a boring old person, but Dexter is a growth that can grow with him.

So, if the two of you are together, it will be different.

To be honest, I don’t need the strong sword anymore.

Because there is a light dragon sword.

It’s because the high rank of the strong sword is the light dragon sword.

The spirit sword is probably incurable.

Even so, he had a reason for bringing Dexter and Gregory together.

“It’s too hot! Can people live here?”

It was Beatrice.

Dwarves and growers.

And if it’s a fortune teller’s harmony, there might be something to look forward to.

* * *

Training room in the castle.

Three people were seated in the private space reserved for the queen.

One of them is the Queen, and so was Viktor, the guardian sword that should always be in her place.

and.

“Queen.”

“yes.”

“You can’t swing your sword when you’re so close to the enemy.”

“Isn’t the Count your enemy?”

“We are sparring right now.”

A count who trains a sword from her.

Colius was with him.

“It’s because I tripped.”

The queen was no different from being hugged by Colius.

Thanks to that, Colius was dying.

It was because the characteristics of prodigal children kept wrapping their hands around their waists and trying to whisper sweet words with their mouths.

But he grapples with it and endures it.

Callius, the incarnation of a fool and prodigal son.

But now the madness is gone.

Shouldn’t it be possible to resist at least a prodigal child with a strong will?

He touched his back a little, but he wouldn’t have noticed this much.

“Yeah… is that so?”

“…yes.”

With her head lowered, the queen, who had moved away, cleared her throat and aimed her sword again.

“If you have any difficulties, speak up. I will explain in as much detail as possible.”

“I don’t understand why there is no basic form of swordsmanship.”

A form of basic swordsmanship.

That’s a pretty important part.

It refers to the form of a basic sword that determines the basics of swordsmanship.

For example, in the kingdom, there is a Carpe style swordsmanship that the founding king made and spread during the war.

Its basic form is centered on stabbing and striking.

But what about the Silver Fang Sword? There is no such thing.

If you ask why, it’s because the person who made it was Saint Stella.

“Silver wave sword… To begin with, the level of swordsmanship is too high.”

“yes? But the Count did. The silver sword is a sword for the weak.”

right.

The silver sword is a sword for the weak.

That is why it has been said that the sword is not suitable for the strong.

however.

“The weakling who made the sword was Stella.”

But Stella thought.

that he is weak So she created a ridiculous swordsmanship.

A sword without a sword type.

That’s the basics of the silver coin sword.

It is a swordsmanship based on an irregular sword path and various anomalies depending on the situation.

In a word, it can be said that it is an all-in-one change test based on the knight’s inclination and base.

‘In the first place, there is no swordsmanship based on forming a swordsmanship.’

But Stella’s swordsmanship was like that.

It was a high school martial arts where you had to freely handle sword skills from the first herbivore.

When making the silver coin sword, it was natural for Stella to use her sword skills as soon as she held the sword.

That’s why this kind of swordsmanship was born.

The idea that the weak should crush the sword force to defeat the knight with the sword force and let it launch a counterattack is the silver coin sword.

The bizarre swordsmanship that was made possible by a talent that could not exist originally was the silver coin sword.

Therefore, it is a martial art that is not easy to pass on to anyone who tries to teach it.

It is a swordsmanship that has been lost.

“Saint of the Sword. Her swordsmanship, the silver wave sword, is of a higher level than any other swordsmanship on the continent. I also struggled for years to master this swordsmanship.”

First of all, in order to understand the trick of Pahwaro and put it into practice, you need to go through several realizations and level up.

However, there is no basic form to train the swordsmanship to the most important blow-off, so it is a swordsmanship that has no choice but to have a hard time.

It was a sword for the weak, but a sword that only geniuses could master.

The sword for the weak, created by a genius, was born full of contradictions.

“I see… It was so difficult for even the count to learn. The rumors floating around in the world must have been true.”

“Are you talking about rumors?”

“I heard Count Ye said that he was actually a sword genius, but he deliberately acted foolishly to hide the fact that he was learning the silver shredded sword.”

Callius was unable to satisfy the Queen’s curiosity, as if asking if it was true.

As he remained silent, Queen Clara quickly changed the subject.

it was caring

“Then can’t I learn swordsmanship? I am not… a genius like Sir Esther.”

Carpe’s best genius, Esther.

Her intelligence is certainly excellent.

Now, to the point where it’s slowly coming to an end.

‘Since I got Sullivan…’

It is safe to say that Carpe’s destruction was delayed by a few more years because of her.

According to the original storyline, she was the one who led the ruined Carpe, barely surviving.

However, even such a great woman cannot bring Carpe back to life.

royal lineage.

Carpe, who lost the lineage of the royal family that stood at the center of Balterus’ grace, had no choice but to lose his center of gravity and had to walk the path of decline.

‘Pure white hair and pure white eyes.’

Gray hair and white eyes are a blessing from God.

And it contains grace.

Zervan’s eyes. Gradas nose.

Ruidren is an ear. Orvid’s mouth.

And the royal bright.

‘brain.’

It can be said to be a head with eyes, nose, ears and mouth.

The royal bloodlines are all brilliant. Grand Prince Chloe also made the mistake of grabbing the lightsaber sword, but was originally a very smart person.

So it is possible.

“The Queen is superior to anyone in Carpe.”

I just don’t realize my power yet.

If Clara realizes her true power, Carpe will find another way out.

‘Carpe needs time.’

Callius himself, the Queen, and those in Carpe are all people with great potential.

Excluding those who have been completed, most of them are late-stage formations.

So carpe takes time.

“Thank you for trusting me, but I… Compared to my ancestors, I’m not that great.”

“majesty.”

“yes?”

Her long plaited white hair swayed at Callius’ call.

Anxiety resides in the pure white pupil.

And it was nervousness.

The girl who had to ascend to the throne at a young age and rule Carpe after Chloe’s army became old, but was still young.

It was young nonetheless.

He was more angry than anyone else at the invasion of the empire, but at the same time he was more anxious than anyone else.

Because you know your own shortcomings the most.

Sitting on a throne full of arms.

How many fears did she live inside?

Callius involuntarily held her cheek warmly.

“Ah…”

The queen who has just become an adult.

Her white eyes tremble relentlessly.

However, Callius spoke to her full of will.

“Don’t put yourself down.”

I will never let you die

When she dies, Carpe collapses.

“Because I’m of royal blood…?”

“no. Lineage has nothing to do with it.”

“then…?”

Callius looked at her wordlessly. The person who intended her death was none other than himself.

“Because there is no place for my sword in a world without you.”

“…!!”

hug.

“… Do you have a fever?”

My face suddenly turned red.

“Oh no! no. We’re going to stop here for today!”

“There is still time left.”

“body! I suddenly feel unwell. Viktor!”

“Did you call…”

Viktor looked at the queen and at Callius, then gave a meaningless smile.

“What is the next schedule?”

“With the big and small gods…”

“Cancel it.”

“All right.”

The queen was turning her back on Colius, burning red up to her ears.

He stepped back with a bewildered face when he was clearly ordered to leave.

“Whoa really.”

The queen, who bit her lip, said that she really was a man who couldn’t help it, and had to cool off the heat on her face for a long time.