Sword Pilgrim - Chapter 149

Episode 149

“Serena. Why are you here?”

no way.

“Did you become the owner of the floor?”

With her skills, it is correct that she should have stopped on the 40th or 50th floor, let alone jump on the floor.

Serena, whom Colius saw, was on par with Lutheon.

but she is here

I mean.

‘Did you intentionally deceive me?’

So, is it intentional approach?

Was it all a lie that he mistook himself for a dragon and followed him as his master?

Have a purpose for something?

‘Isn’t this the Serena I know?’

In the hands of Colius, who was seriously troubled, the sword was clutched before he knew it.

The image emanating from him shook the air around him.

As soon as he noticed the change, Niol and Garcia, who escorted him, put their hands on the hilt.

An obvious sign of hostility.

Seeing this, Serena was startled and waved her hand.

“Oh no. I was just… waiting for the tower lord’s request! I am loyal to my master!”

Serena gasped on her knees and prostrated herself, pressing her forehead to the ground.

“Top owner?”

“yes.”

“Hmm, was it?”

It must have been a misunderstanding.

Callius was embarrassed.

If it was the tower owner, it is highly likely that he knew right away that he had gone underground to meet Titeo.

That must have been the reason why Serena, who had come in with her, was called separately.

“Guide me.”

“yes. This way…”

Serena was relieved to see Colius, who seemed more relieved.

It was because the aura had changed even more while I hadn’t seen her for a while.

Being an elf who is sensitive to nature, he was able to detect subtle changes that could not be easily noticed.

‘Did he regain his original strength?’

Serena had no choice but to think that way.

Her gaze moved to the bracelet Callius was wearing.

‘Artifact created by Vivienne Lü.’

If you wear it, even a dragon can hide its energy.

But it’s also not perfect.

There are things that cannot be hidden.

I wondered how the dragon, who hated elves, could carry Vivian Lu’s artifact, but I couldn’t ask easily.

“Is the destination the top floor?”

“yes.”

In the midst of a deeper misunderstanding, Colius simply climbed the stairs.

It’s been a long time since the summons of Niol and Garcia, the nobles, have been lifted.

It was to conserve a little bit of holy power.

Perhaps, if the tower master and sword were to be mixed.

‘Even the generals don’t help.’

Topju is strong.

There is only one reason why the top owner is the top owner.

overwhelming force.

Although it was not a matter of life or death, he had to risk everything in the confrontation with the top owner.

“You can head here.”

Before I knew it, I reached the door on the top floor.

Colleas opened the door without delay.

what you see soon.

with the blue sky.

A single pillar rising high into the sky.

And those who stood in front of it.

“I was waiting for you.”

A middle-aged woman at the center.

There were wrinkles at the corners of her smiling eyes at first glance, but there was never a hint of old age in the aura she exuded.

A man with a small buckler and a spiked shield by her side.

A man armed with red full body armor.

And on the contrary, there was a man holding a living spider in his hand without any armament, and a spearman looking down at him with an arrogant expression.

Callius gave only one glance to the other, then a middle-aged woman.

Orbire, the owner of this tower.

only saw her

“Why did you gather all the floor pillars here?”

The owner of the tower and the saint who protects the holy ground.

Orbire had no choice but to raise his words no matter how much he did.

Because her existence deserves respect.

As someone who wields the same sword.

It is impossible for a god-worshiper not to respect her as a saint and sword pilgrim.

“Because we are wary of you.”

boundary?

“You went up to the 61st floor in one day and you raised the fallen knights.”

Callius’ eyes sank.

Fallen Knights.

What it means is this.

‘He’s wary of the demonic sword.’

In other words, liberating the demonic sword and being wary of oneself wielding it.

And as the owner of the magic sword, he was concerned that his own power would grow.

“The Holy Land is a place where no killing takes place. It has nothing to do with us what happens in the secular world, but if the power that escaped from the Holy Land causes problems, it is natural that we will also be in trouble.”

So in a word.

“Are you trying to take my sword?”

Whoops.

Lives rained in all directions.

The floor owners standing next to the tower owner were very nervous and aimed their weapons at Colius.

“I wish I could. But that’s not what I want.”

Colliers did not immediately ask.

I just stayed alive and waited.

It was not a reckless act.

If I made a mistake, I was confident that I would kill one or two people and escape.

He had an ironclad dragon – Beati, and an army of over a thousand.

Even if that wasn’t the case, I was confident that I could kill at most one person or seriously injure them if I ambushed them with re-emulsion, so I was never reckless.

And they kill in the Holy Land.

It was also the situation that I avoided and feared the most.

Those who are most afraid of breaking the symbol of peace that has been maintained for a thousand years.

Those are the associations of the tower.

“It won’t be difficult to subdue you and steal the sword. In fact, your trinity is out of balance, and all of your mind and body are out of balance.”

To be honest, the state of Callius who has broken through the limits is on the same level as that of a newly born chick among the masters.

They say they have broken through the limits, but if you think about it on the same line, it is the body, spirit, and spirit of someone who has barely crossed the wall.

from their point of view.

Also, from the tower owner’s point of view, who is called an adult, he was like a child.

However.

“We respect you. You, who have grown into a Master, are the pride of the Tower and also.”

Orbire, the head of the tower, looked bitterly at the sword in Colius’ hand.

“Because he is also a person who deserves to fall sadly.”

Seeing her bitter expression and eyes, Callius was saved.

I was also a little perplexed.

She is called a saint, but she does not have the same temperament as a saint.

It is safe to say that he is a tyrant.

It’s okay to look eccentric.

Pope of Carpe.

Even Felice wouldn’t want to argue with her.

I was wary of her because she was like that.

‘It’s different.’

Why did he make such an expression when he saw Titeo, who had become a sword?

Colliers didn’t know why.

It aroused my interest.

“Do you know Titeo?”

“I know. There’s no way I don’t know the secret story passed on to the tower owner.”

And personally too.

“I didn’t get his approval.”

Acknowledgment of the sorrowful fall.

It was said that she, too, had gone to the basement of the tower.

“I wanted to save him. Although he was corrupt, I sympathized with his convictions.”

Orbire, the head of the tower, was an example of a case in which his sensibility increased considerably as he became an adult and the world gradually expanded.

So, she could vaguely feel Titeo’s sadness underground.

His sorrow gradually made her heart ache and she wanted to save Titeo. However, he did not acknowledge Orbire.

“He looked at me and said:”

I’m not looking to be saved.

‘It deserved it.’

Titeo wasn’t sealed for such a long time to be saved.

he was waiting

A knight that can contain himself and all of his comrades. And the death of his comrades made his own life worthwhile.

A sword of defeat to be used with honor.

“It must mean that salvation wasn’t what he wanted.”

Orbire took his eyes off the sword and this time looked directly at Callius.

“What did he want?”

Titeo saw the death of his colleague.

He had no intention of ending the war for peace, and he was angry at the death of his comrade and wished for his own death as well.

What does he want?

“Are you asking out of curiosity?”

Honorifics disappeared from Colliers.

He frowned as if he was displeased.

“You’re asking something obvious.”

he is. Titeo.

“I just found multiple agents.”

What he ultimately wants is revenge.

I hope to slay dragons and demons to soothe the spirits of my comrades and restore honor to their deaths.

If that’s not revenge, what is?

Salvation to Titeo?

That’s not even funny.

He was a person who refused to acknowledge even the decision of Stella, whom he respected, and resisted.

What is salvation for him?

“You are arrogant.”

I was just angry.

Titeo also can’t be said to have done well given the situation.

Because he was blinded by revenge and fell.

However, Baini Callius, who started with the death of a colleague, understood and sympathized with Titeo.

Dragons and demons have no choice but to fight Colius anyway.

Since he is the one who has to fight everything in the world, he readily grabbed the sword.

But salvation for him?

Salvation to those who have been waiting for a thousand years and are looking for someone who will carry on their will.

Moreover, the owner of the tower is revered as the one who gives salvation as a symbol of peace.

There was no way Titeo would acknowledge her.

Because I was most angry at the twisted peace built by the deaths of my comrades.

“I see why you called me.”

“Tell me.”

“Aren’t you just jealous of me? Danger of the magic sword? That’s an excuse.”

You just want to check.

A choice he did not receive.

I just want to see it with my own eyes.

If so, it’s much more comfortable.

It just became clearer what Colliers had to do.

Whoo!

Callius swung his sword diagonally and raised the remains.

Three buds stretched their energy toward one, and a gray bud rose.

A gray aura flows from his side and encroaches on the surroundings.

the top of the tower.

On the top layer, ashes begin to fall sky-high.

Soon everything turns gray.

The sword has already been entwined with various tricks, forming the shape of the sword.

The momentum is truly astonishing.

It was a sword that could cut dragons and horses because it did not easily lose its will even in the image of the five masters.

The energy was so strong that it was hard to believe that he had just broken down a wall.

An ashy sword that is dominant and dyes the surroundings as its own.

“The Ash Knight.”

In response to his fierce momentum, Orbire also drew out her own sword.

A hard brown sword.

It was a wooden sword made from the black tree of her saint and pilgrim.

Seeing her wooden sword, Callius’ eyes grew sharper.

Ashes swirl around him.

“Repealization.”

Soon, ashes will shoot out.

Between them, the sword of Callius, which contains hundreds of sword skills, soars.

The floor owners around them hurriedly backed away and drew their weapons.

but before that.

Tower lord of Agatodo.

Orbire took a step.

“A halo of light.”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

There was a roar that could not have been due to swords touching each other.

However, it is only for a moment.

“…!”

The master standing behind Orbire widens his eyes.

Sanctuary is unnecessary. To recognize an opponent, it is enough to simply point their arms at each other.

A master no different from a chick.

However, he is a dangerous man with a magic sword.

Orbire’s reaction to him sword-to-sword was completely different from what they expected.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Callius frowned, and Orbire burst into laughter as if relieved.

Holding on to the broken wooden sword, she had all of her clothes torn from her forearms.

In response to the pagoda master’s reaction, the surrounding floor masters all threatened Colius, but when she raised her hand and shook it, they retreated.

“I can see the will that dwells in that single sword. You are just a pilgrim. There is no need to worry.”

I was sure I was talking.

But he wasn’t interested in that.

Callius asked right away.

“How did you get rid of re-emulsification?”

“Do you want to know?”

“Yes.”

I wanted to know.

Re-emulsion is a sword that Colius thinks cannot be stopped even if he blocks it.

But she stopped.

with little scratches.

How that was possible, Colliers had to know and supplement it.

“Then do me one favor.”

Orbire, who couldn’t be unaware of that, made a suggestion to Colius.