Chapter 903 – Hero’s Gaze Finals
Dozens of minutes ago.
The world was full of anticipation and excitement.
Yeodere, who has a reputation as a sword of madness and a monster hunter, literally wiped out invited players.
And Aslon, a genius prince who copies all players’ Kisul and absorbs it as his own.
The audience paid attention to the words that these two would have a ‘penalty’ confrontation.
Dre can only use the sever and space sword a total of three times, and even surrender is impossible until both fighters acknowledge it.
It was disappointing that the Black Knight resigned, but it is an interesting game that can alleviate that regret.
Also, although it can’t be compared to this match, isn’t Mache Love Yarte, who has won most of the matches with one shot, fighting Gariun this time?
And after that, the ‘finals’ will unfold.
Rius was defeated, the Black Knight resigned, and even Captain Eln abstained for some reason.
In the end, the final match is Meiji Love Yarte vs Aslon Sruta. Narrowed down to
However, there were many people who were looking forward to the match between the two players and the invited player rather than the final.
A showdown between the genius prince and the sword chosen by God.
Many people, of course, said that Dre would beat Aslon, but there were quite a few people predicting that Aslon would win because the penalty for him this time was so severe.
And there were those who were aiming for a gap in the competition.
Lee Ha-ryun, who spread the ‘soul’ to countless people.
And right after the start of the tournament, it was the 6th Princess and Prince Ikiel Azte who planned to launch an attack that would blow up the entire stadium.
Aslon was already on the stage waiting for Dre with excitement.
Knowing that the Black Knight was Dre, he threatened him, but he figured that the one he’d seen so far might just ignore him.
However, he accepted Aslon’s challenge.
It was a great pleasure.
‘If I beat him, he might meet you…?’
Aslon looked up at the crowd.
The genius prince was ignoring the shrieking cheers of the women and looking at the students of Prunard Academy in the audience.
Clarir. L. Ashita. Liet. Flaon. Nelf. Rald. Second class. Ixia. Inserts. Diamond… Besides that, a lot of other kids from Dre’s class were sitting on one side of the crowd.
However, what Aslon sees is the middle of them, not the students.
Sitting next to a voluptuous brown-skinned woman, she was a beautiful girl with a mysterious beauty of a black side-up tail.
Lena.
There was something about her that drew her destiny.
Although Aslon was not aware of it, Aslon was equally attracted to her ‘talent’, which was blessed by Ryunar.
Aslon would win against Dre.
She laughed heartily, deciding that even if that wasn’t the case, if she’d finished her own sword, she’d make her own approach to her.
And then the moment came.
Without anyone noticing, a man in a skimpy black adventurer’s suit ambled up onto the stage.
‘Amazing’
Even just walking, great technology is being used.
An overwhelming application of Ryunar that is invisible to anyone.
‘Yeah, he’s a genius. He’s also the semi-strongest.’
If you win against Dre, that man will be qualified to challenge.
Aslon is the one who sits in the middle of the hero’s party, a little far from the academy students.
Even though she’s sitting in the stands, she’s as much of a spotlight as Athlone or Dre.
True warrior. Kitz.
And she smirked as she looked at the intangible with a grim expression beside him.
Even after the fight with Dre is over, they still remain.
In particular, the true hero is the man Aslon set as his ultimate goal.
I was so looking forward to it.
[Ah… It’s an honor, an honor again!! Gwangyeol knew his value from the first time he saw the black knight. And the game of the genius prince!]
The words of a male idol host making a fuss.
With all ten judges gathered, the match was about to begin.
The moment the sphere of light came to mind asking each person their intention to start the match.
‘Now!’
6 The princess thought it was her timing, and she activated the ‘ring’ she received from him.
Okay.
The ring I received from the ‘Demon King’…!
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
And, it was ‘moved’.
When I came to my senses, it was a strange space with nothing, like the blue sea.
‘…Ha, a trap?’
Wasn’t the first possibility that I was tricked by the demon lord? Was to do
He did not think that he had been tricked by the prince.
Ekiel Azte was also there with a very embarrassed face.
Then who?
6 The princess noticed that Lee Ha-ryun’s expressionless face, which she had soon resigned, looked around her and she felt that something was seriously wrong.
“He didn’t come.”
Sudden voice.
Looking back, there was… A goddess.
A beauty enough to think of it as a goddess.
One who is praised as the world’s greatest wizard.
And the principal of Prunar Academy, the best school in the world.
A while ago, she was a magical goddess who limitedly revealed her face to those who could be said to be powerful in the world and prevented her from even making montages, let alone filming with unusual magic.
“…Le, Lenea-sama. What the hell is this…”
Whether or not the 6th princess smiled awkwardly, Lenea had a grumpy face.
“Haa… I didn’t expect you to be the type who is good at grasping the subject. It’s annoying.”
“Miss Lena.”
The princess’ expression hardened coldly.
6 The princess wondered what the hell she was doing.
Whatever the situation, it was easy to press down with status and power.
And unfortunately, Lenea was the opponent that those things didn’t work for.
Coo coo coo.
“Uh, uh, uh uh?!”
6 The princess’s body sinks as if falling into a swamp.
Ekiel and Lee Ha-ryun are no exceptions.
“Those who serve divine beasts, or like those dark elves, should have kept the line.”
“Hey, wait!! How rude to me, the princess of Suruta…!”
“I don’t care if it’s not the princess but the empress?”
His voice and eyes were sincere.
Only then did the princess scream and call out to her contract partner.
“Eh, Maou-nim-!!”
“We also secured audio evidence.”
At the end of her words, the princess completely sank.
And…
Tboob.
Lee Ha-ryun calmly walked out of the floor.
“…”
Lenea narrowed her eyes, and Lee Ha-ryun smiled brightly.
“A real fraudulent wizard. I need to run away.”
“Now, wait a minute! Vice-bishop of the Exile Church!!”
Ekiel raised an urgent voice.
It had been a long time since he had already figured out Lee Ha-ryun’s identity.
“Take me too…! Ooh, our god will be of help to your god…!”
Lee Ha-ryun thought for a bit, then nodded his head, and soon Ikiel was strangely ‘compressed’ and then sucked into Lee Ha-ryun.
“Do you think I’ll miss it?”
Right after Lenea said with her face that she was pathetic, a black hole opened behind Lee Ha-ryun’s back.
Renea’s face hardened as she wondered what to do.
Coo coo coo.
The passage of the hole is made of ghosts.
And what lies beyond is the source of the ghosts.
{…Bar.Ap?}
“Ugh!”
No matter how strong Lenea was, she had no choice but to shut the door in fright.
In the meantime, Lee Ha-ryun had disappeared.
“…Summon, no. No.”
This is not a summoning.
It’s just ‘calling out’.
It’s absolutely not a job, and probably even just summoning it is a great condition.
Even so, missing her hurt her bones.
“…What’s good.”
Stopping all their plans in advance succeeded.
It was a little disappointing that I couldn’t catch it on the spot, but it was just delayed a bit.
Lenea managed to plug the hole where the ‘former demon’ could have come out, and looked at Dre in the arena.
Proud face.
It was a very annoying face to others, but at least it looked like that in Lenea’s eyes.
“Shit, rubbish…!”
I didn’t even think about her humiliating request a while ago and how I felt, and I had fun with Mei-Chi for 800 hours, eventually destroying the space and destroying Rene Agai, who recalled the memory of disturbing the two.
Be treated very badly
Lena thought so.
It was.
Even with her magical analysis, which is like her foresight into the future, which has become nothing short of a magical goddess, this penalty match… Was extremely unfavorable to Dre.
Perhaps, the will of the Empress will be fulfilled.
Aslon will grow greatly.
And after the ten count, the match began.
Right after.
Kwak Kwah Kwah.
“…Huh?”
When Dre saw the red air currents filling the sky, he let out an absurd sound.
The Empress, who had been watching from the audience far away, opened her mouth wide, and Gariun gave an exclamation.
“You’ve already mastered the swordsmanship of the Empress to that level…?”
Scaldia. Space grabber.
The extreme of swordsmanship to tear apart and take control of everything around you.
Athlone swung her sword like her lightning bolt.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t just avoid it.
Thousands of speed-accelerating techniques flashed through my head at the moment, but I couldn’t escape from that space sword that took over even the concept no matter what I used.
If so, the space sword as well.
Aaaaa-!
The blue air current eats up the red air current and cuts it off.
Scaldia is a ho. She exclaimed.
Although it is a sword of the same name, if Scaldia’s space sword is a space sword that controls the surroundings, Dre’s space sword is a sword technique that transcends space.
Right after the blue air current sent the red air current over there and scattered it.
Flash-!!
There was a flash.
Dia, who was sitting in the crowd, opened his mouth wide.
“What…!”
That’s a god’s sword.
…That was on par with diamonds.
‘The last time I was sure it was just imitation…!!’
Dia couldn’t shut his mouth in astonishment.
“Oh. Crazy.”
Dre raised his voice in surprise.
This, too, is a divine sword that cannot be handed over by any means.
Dre used the slicing blade with the same sense of strength and pressure he once had when he had Nanar in front of him.
Kaaaaa!!
The god’s feet were cut off.
Immediately after, Dre raised his head and widened his eyes.
Kwaaaaagh!
“…”
This time, I felt a very familiar energy.
It’s a cutting sword.
It is not Dre’s slicing sword, but Rius’ wide-range slicing sword.
Likewise, Rius, who was sitting in the crowd, jumped up.
Those eyes trembled.
Because, it was thicker and more powerful than Rius’ cutting sword.
“That son of a bitch. You weren’t serious at all when you fought with me…?”
As Rius said to himself, Aslon had never shown his full potential until now.
Dre, who saw Aslon’s improved version of the Rius style cutting sword, said Heo. He kicks his tongue and counters with a slicing sword again.
Seeing that, Aslon smiled.
‘I saved it.’
Continue until now.
In preparation for a fight with Dre, I saved up my strength, holding back from wanting to go wild.
In fact, from the time I saw Dia’s swordsmanship and Rius’s cutting sword, I was able to use it stronger and more sophisticated than them.
The reason I stopped imitating it was just to draw out Dre’s carelessness.
When fighting Rius not long ago, it was hard to resist the temptation to give all one’s strength, but the perseverance was worth it.
Kaaaaa!!
In the end, Dre had exhausted all of the technical limitations that could be said to be the charm of this penalty match.
‘Operation successful.’
Aslon did not stop there.
As if to push forward with momentum and seize victory completely, he started chopping with his sword, and the red airflow of the Scaldia type space sword embroidered the heavens and earth with intense momentum.
Not only that.
‘The characteristic of grandma’s space control is that she can use any technique within the space she occupies.’
The mana of the seized area is within Scaldia’s control.
Aslon applied the space sword and was the opponent he had fought so far.
He pushes Dre by embodying the seven swordsmanships of the Suruta Knights that he originally had, including the barbarian chief Milud.
Still, Dre fought back very well.
Making weapons or using techniques I’ve never seen before in my life, shedding and attacking…
‘This is it.’
Aslon smiled.
As expected.
This man has the potential to push his sword to the limit.
These new and unfamiliar technologies expanded Aslon’s knowledge and possibilities, and he was getting stronger in real time.
Aslon’s skills become stronger and more sophisticated.
In the end, Dre was covered in blood in an instant.
“…What is it? That scam.”
Aslon’s talent was so overwhelming that the intangible who was watching him clicked his tongue.
Even Katz was shocked.
I knew that Aslon was a super genius who grew stronger very quickly, but he was still growing so fast.
The same swordsman of the Suruta Empire, Gaiun, is a constant huh. Her! Exclaimed exclamation.
‘It’s not a restricted rule, but even for the usual Sir Dre, that would be difficult…’
At least one of his strengthening skills should be used to defeat Athlone.
I wondered if the penalty was even necessary.
But Athlone wanted a penalty awarded to Dre.
Only then can he push Dre overwhelmingly, and he who is overwhelmingly pushed back can truly fight and absorb that skill, the swordsmanship that is the basis of the skill.
The condition that the players on both sides must acknowledge the surrender was only for the sake of satisfactory technology absorption.
And. Feeling deeply satisfied, the talent of the genius prince who faced Dre directly exploded once again.
Kakakang!
“…!”
The weapons that Dre had created effects were cut off in an instant.
Cutting sword.
Not Rius’s, Dre’s.
“…Well learned. Mr. Dre”
If the seed attached to Rius was meant to acknowledge him.
Mr. Dre told him to provoke him.
Aslon applied the slicing sword and attacked more vigorously.
The audience couldn’t quite figure out what was what.
Even with the excellent features of the stadium, their fight was not well seen.
Meanwhile, the Empress smiled, but frowned at Dre’s wound.
‘It’s nice to see that spoiled bastard get hurt…’
It’s supposed to be good, but why did it get caught in my heart?
I was proud of my grandson’s rapid growth, but…
‘Well, this has been decided.’
The Empress smiled.
Coincidentally, all the talented people were thinking the same thing.
The man who will lead the new era from now on is Prince Aslon.
Ten minutes later.
Dre has already consumed two sever swords and one space sword, and Aslon has been copying both swords for a long time.
Lenea stamped her feet with her nervous face as if she had never cursed at Dre.
And Dre. Was still expressionless.
Seeing him still calm and relaxed, Aslon felt great joy.
It wasn’t a crisis even though he pushed it like this, but he was getting used to Aslon.
‘Slowly… I’m going to try it.’
What are you most looking forward to in this match?
Use your own swordsmanship… In practice!!
The genius prince took a new stance and swung his sword. Blood spurted all over Dre’s body.
Ah. This is it.
Aslon trembled with joy.
Obviously… The level of ‘his own sword.’
Even that Dre couldn’t respond properly…!
Dre, who took a step back, looked at Aslon’s new ‘sword’ and…
He laughed deeply and deeply.
“…”
Aslon narrowed his eyes.
And I chewed on the ‘sense of incongruity’ I felt now.
What was it now?
…I don’t know.
‘If I don’t know, I’ll just have to push harder.’
Aslon’s eyes lit up.
Ga-woon and Empress thought that Athlone would be pushed back at first.
However, Aslon had grown up 3 times, with the fight against Garun the other day and the fight with Dre now.
‘Fun.’
Aslon’s eyes lit up.
The sword of madness was a man beyond expectations.
Some use sever swords and space swords. If they didn’t have these two skills, they were just trash, but they were blind idiots in Aslon’s eyes.
‘It’s a sophisticated and luxurious technique made in its own way that all techniques cannot understand.’
Every time he ‘imitates’ a new ‘incomprehensible’ technology he shows off.
Aslon felt the secret circle getting closer, he felt his own sword getting closer.
In order to grow further here, Dre will have to come harder.
A slicing sword imitated by Dre to give life a sense of danger. And ‘mixed’ the space sword of the empress
Kwah kwah kwah kwah!!
It is not enough that the space is being torn apart, so the torn space refuses to be reconnected according to the order of the world.
Even if Aslon had that cutting space sword wrapped around his sword, this area would become uninhabitable.
An attack of a level that the world could not have endured if it were not for Prunar Academy’s subspace.
“I’m going. Mad flame.”
“No. Not that.”
Before Dre could finish his words, a red storm swept over Dre.
Kwah kwah kwah kwah!!
A power so broad and powerful that the spectators were speechless!
In front of me, I felt a tremendous energy that no one would be able to survive.
“…Lord, aren’t you dead?”
“Anyway, it’s too harsh…”
Even though it was a penalty match, it was so powerful that even the fans who were enthusiastic about the unexpected development of Dre being pushed back were stunned.
In the eyes of the crowd, Athlone didn’t seem to care if his opponent was alive or dead.
“…That’s right.”
Far up.
The empress, who had been watching her more than anyone in the special seat with her chin resting on her, spoke in a trembling voice.
Aslon has no interest in Dre’s life or death.
Whether he dies or not He just wants you to work hard to complete his sword.
To Aslon, who even his own life ranks lower than the perfection of the sword, the lives of others are of that much value.
Not evil, but not good either.
He was more like a pure, pure talent.
And.
Kitz and the intangible felt a certain deja vu.
For some reason, I feel like I’ve seen someone similar to Athlone…
Then I realized.
I saw it up close.
“Not that.”
Fire!
“Uh.”
Dre emerged unscathed through the dust cloud.
There’s nothing to say if the bloody figure doesn’t look like much damage, but Aslon, who has a good eye and is transcendent, noticed that he wasn’t hurt at all compared to before.
Dre grumbled.
“Is it enough to just forcefully mix something that hasn’t been thoroughly cooked? Do it right.”
“…”
Athlone’s eyes widened when he was told that he hadn’t fully mastered it.
…Because it was a hit.
‘I haven’t copied the cutting sword yet.’
I couldn’t understand the ‘structure’ of Dre’s sword attack.
No, even if it was understandable, Athlone couldn’t use it.
Even this genius, who would be terrified of this god, could not dig into the principles of Dre’s cutting sword, space sword, and other techniques, so he only imitated them as closely as possible in his own way.
He was ashamed of himself for laughing at Rius not too long ago, saying that if a criminal tried to imitate a genius, he would become so pathetic.
‘There’s something.’
Feeling the fragments of Dre’s incomprehensible senses, Aslon’s eyes glistened with anticipation.
To him, the unknown was not fear, but a new possibility.
“Then, let’s go again!”
Aslon’s sword had a colorful sword.
The characteristics of the mana breathing method of the seven knights of Suruta emerge from the prince.
In fact, since the pinnacle of all breathing techniques was the Empress’s space sword, there is no need for other swords once you have mastered the space sword.
I mean, it’s just entertainment.
Seven swords wielded in space dominated by Aslon.
And.
Kang! Cacan! Kang! Pop! Bang!! Quaang! Pop!
Exactly seven times.
The same technique Ashlone used came back.
Dre didn’t even move.
“…”
The sense of incongruity Aslon felt intensified.
He swung his sword with sincerity without realizing it.
A Scaldian style space sword.
The mana of the seized area wriggled and changed into dozens or thousands of swords.
Among them was Dre’s slicing blade, and they all blended together to become overwhelming violence, slashing Dre…
Kaang–!!
“…”
Aslon wrung his eyes as he clasped his painful hands.
…What?
Now, this taste.
It ricocheted out like a normal sword mix…
“It’s fun.”
“…”
Aslon stared blankly at Dre.
He was languid, but before he knew it, he was smiling brightly.
“Try more.”
“…”
With his mouth open, Aslon understood.
Right now, Dre copied his own technique and returned it as an equivalent technique.
Okay.
He copied not only thousands of swords, but also the Empress’s sword for control of space.
That’s why, without moving, he implements his sword skills through the space he occupies.
…Even more terrifying. That they had already taken control of the area that had already been occupied by Athlone.
In other words, it means that he can use the Empress’ space sword more skillfully than Aslon.
The intangible who was resting his chin on the far above snorted.
Until then, the students of Prunar Academy, mostly women, had been pointing fingers at Aslon or swearing at him.
The girls, including Clarir, Asita, and El, looked at the sneering intangible.
“Why are you laughing so badly?”
Nelf’s blunt words made the intangible laugh.
“No. That Aslon or something. He’s obviously a genius. But something… He doesn’t feel it.”
“Feeling…?”
Intangible did not answer.
Maybe. If he had seen Aslon before any other man in the past, the intangible would have been obsessed with Aslon.
He was such a genius.
But for some reason, intangible didn’t feel the fluttering feelings for him.
There is no feeling of ‘this is it’, feeling like a lifelong opponent.
That’s definitely the kitz nearby.
And… The man the intangible is targeting to kill someday even now. It must be because of Dre’s presence.
“I haven’t seen a more genius than that kid yet.”
That child. Dre.
He slowly closed the distance to Aslon.
Covered in blood, he had to look terribly sick… He would have been normal.
However, he who was smiling brightly with bloody coats of blood was beyond a madman… He seemed nothing but an unidentified figure.
“…Great.”
Aslon also felt something.
“Anyway, I decided to write properly.”
Your own sword.
Dre smirked and extended his sword.
Kwah kwah kwah!!
Red stream.
Scaldian space sword.
“What…!”
“…Oh my god.”
The Empress and Gariun were shocked.
Of course, that space sword was beyond perfect and was clearly superior to Athlone.
It’s almost like an empress!!
As Aslon had done so far, Aslon swung the sword plainly at the space sword mixed with all kinds of sword skills.
It seemed so.
“It’s started.”
Kitz raised his eyebrows.
And the next moment, surprisingly, all of Dre’s skills disappeared, and he was pushed aside.
Slowly, without any dramatic events.
“…Uh, huh?”
“What happened now?”
Unlike before, no one could tell what was going on, even though it was in very slow motion that the audience could catch in slow motion.
The feeling of seeing a magic or a miracle.
“The sword Aslon wants to reach. It is a sword that has an edge over everything.”
The academy students and the warrior party members looked at him at Kitz’s explanation.
“His secret wish is to absorb and improve the world’s various forms of power with his overwhelming talent, and eventually develop a sword that is stronger than all the powers put together.”
That is nonsense.
Because Athlone’s goal is the magic of the Demon Lord of True Purgatory or the divine power of God.
This is because it even contained the ghastly energy of the King and the unbelievably unknown power of the Shinsoo.
But now… A true warrior has a premonition.
Ashlone of this round, perhaps, might be able to complete a really absolute sword.
He may surpass swordsmanship and achieve a state called authority!
“…Haha!”
Aslon let out a laugh filled with joy.
The Scaldian style space sword that Dre was using now was not much different from the Empress.
If she was her usual self, she would never have been able to resist.
But she did it now.
In other words.
‘My sword is approaching the secret wish…!’
The sword that has the upper hand over everything in the world.
It’s an abstract concept, but this genius is finally reaching his goal.
What helped him grow was genius as well.
This hideous cloth, incomparable to the genius called Rius…
Whiik!
Caang!
Athlone was delighted at Dre’s sword that suddenly stabbed again.
‘Okay! It should be like this! I have to go on!!’
Not satisfied yet.
I want to grow more here…!
‘The rules are cumbersome.’
Athlone seemed to be able to have a good match with Gariun now.
In other words, Dre, who can’t use the cutting sword and the space sword, let alone strengthening skills, now looks worse than a bug…!
Kang, Kakang Kakakang.
Saw…
‘…Uh?’
…
Discomfort.
Intense discomfort.
And, outrageous discomfort.
The audience also noticed a sense of incongruity.
“…Doesn’t it look alike?”
“I see. Something… They look similar to each other?”
It was.
Athlone and Dre had similar attitudes.
“…Oh my God.”
Gariun was shocked the most this time.
“My… Swordsmanship…”
As Aslon murmured.
Dre was currently using Athlone’s swordsmanship.
“What is this swordsmanship called?”
“…”
“Yes?”
Pure question.
That bright smile seemed disgusting to Aslon.
“…Imitating a gripping sword, no. Using it perfectly?”
Gariun’s murmur.
Aslon’s secret wish. Grip sword.
It is a name that Aslon gave it in the future, and it is a name suitable for his sword that follows the back of the empress who possessed Aslon, who has to stand on top of everything.
That sword can be said to be his own swordsmanship, just like Scaldia’s sword that controls space.
This is because, with countless experiences, intuition, and overwhelming talent, you must be familiar with all the power and all the possibilities and attacks that can be unleashed due to that power, in order to block, seize, and subdue all the opponent’s possibilities.
It is a sword that only Aslon, who is a genius more than any other genius, can do.
…That’s what I thought until now.
Until Dre writes.
“As expected, it’s you.”
Garcinido glanced at the trembling voice of Kitz with anxious eyes.
And the stadium shook.
Enormous mana gushed out of the body of the genius prince, who had been well-groomed to the point of thinking he might have been a normal person.
“…Uh, uhhh…! Aaaaa!!”
Aslon cried out for the first time in the competition, and people flinched in surprise.
The genius prince started swinging his sword wildly to shake off the unbearable discomfort.
There was no thought of ‘learning’ in his mind right now.
He just wanted to get rid of the bad guy in front of him and press him down.
But.
Dre pushed him away with the improved version the next moment, as if Aslon used a new technique, as if to try harder.
“Waaaaa!”
“Awesome both!!”
From the spectators point of view, it would seem that they were fighting fierce battles with each other, but those who reached a certain level could not help but feel goosebumps.
Among them is the warrior party.
Among them, there was Garcinido, who was rated as stronger than Kitz or Dre when it comes to close combat.
The only giggles or admiration were intangibles or kits.
“Anyway. Crazy bastard.”
Intangible said he was satisfied with the excitement.
How would you feel if the guy who beat you went somewhere and got beaten up?
Katz blinked her eyes.
‘Why didn’t I know.’
If you think about it, it was.
Dre was a great man who always suggested new possibilities and paths.
He is as genius as Aslon.
…No. Can he be called a genius?
It is called genius because there is no word more fitting than genius.
If I had to give it a name. It is God.
Aslon gasped for breath and glared at his eyes.
If earlier it was glistening with anticipation, now… It was full of fear and disgust.
“Heh-uh… Heh-uh…”
The two negative emotions were mixed and I couldn’t think properly.
Aslon suddenly saw his own expression in Dre’s dark eyes.
‘Familiar faces.’
It was the expression of those who had been absorbed by Aslon during the fight so far.
Aslon…He didn’t understand them until now.
Why are you making such a bad mood?
If they are dissatisfied, shouldn’t they grow more…?
Okay.
Geniuses don’t understand criminals.
As Aslon did not understand them.
Dre doesn’t understand Athlone either.
“Why do you do that? Do more.”
Dre’s words were not mockery, but expectations.
He is also a man with a desire to grow like Aslon.
He looked at Athlone’s sword… He felt like he was getting something…
“Ahaha.”
…No. Beyond that. It was so much fun.
This moment was incredibly fun…!
“Heo-euk… Huh…”
Aslon’s condition was strange.
I’m breathing so fast that I can’t breathe properly.
Dre mumbled his mouth.
“…Umm. Prince. You have to finish the sword, right?”
“…”
“Aha. I have nothing more to gain…”
Misunderstood, Dre nodded and raised his sword, and Aslon was relieved.
Okay.
Rather than lose more, let’s just stop here.
The genius prince was relieved not to notice his servile thoughts.
Chuck! Whoa!
“…”
I was stunned when I saw Dre’s sword.
The moment he swung his sword, he felt exhausted and thought nothing of it.
“This is probably the sword the prince should pursue.”
Dre said as he removed the Ryunar from his sword.
“It goes beyond a sword that has the upper hand over everything, a sword that foresees what the opponent will do in advance and blocks it in the true sense of the word.”
Dre, who heard the name of the swordsmanship muttered by Gaiwoon from afar, put the sword in his mouth.
“I can’t get a feel for it, so it’s crude and I can’t continue to use it, but it’s probably about this.”
“…”
Crude?
What is that?
“…Uh, uh…”
“Now. Again.”
Dre expected.
I thought that the genius of geniuses would attack even more fiercely because he had presented a new way, albeit crudely.
Maybe it was strong enough to cover the level.
And Aslon.
Got down on his knees
“…Ok?”
“…That, stop…”
The princes in the audience were astonished.
Even if you are soaked in water since childhood, even if you are scorched by fire, even if you are struck by blind lightning magic.
Even though he went through many death threats, he never got down on his knees.
Katz also opened his eyes.
Demon Lords of Jin Purgatory.
On the day he met the monster king and divine beasts, he shuddered in fear, but Aslon was more stimulated than fear.
Maybe it was because his talent was at a level where he could reach those monsters one day.
But now Aslon was genuinely terrified.
“Now stop…”
Crude?
What is that?
The sword that Dre wielded now was the state he dreamed of someday.
Aslon lost his will to fight in an incomprehensible phenomenon.
If Aslon is a genius among geniuses.
What is dre
Genius?
…No.
The ugly beyond that…
Awesome!!
Ashlone’s chin was kicked by Dre’s foot, and he tumbled to the ground.
“Again.”
Dre said lightly.
Aslon, who was breathing heavily while lying on his back with blood spewing out of his mouth, was aware of the pain for the first time in his life.
Until now, the joy of learning was great, so the pain was nothing.
Until now.
“…Uh, uh…”
Dre was reflected in Aslon’s eyes as he raised his head.
Ordinary human.
…Is it human?
No.
The person reflected in my eyes now is red, black, or white, perhaps burning redder than blood…
He was only seen as a monster.
“OMG…”
Aslon crawls away and runs away.
The audience was puzzled by his sudden appearance.
Some tried to curse at me saying that I was not doing it right.
Before that, Dre stood in front of Aslon, raising his sword.
“Again.”
“That, stop… Lose, lose…”
Rules for this match.
No match is won until both sides acknowledge it.
This is the rule Aslon wanted.
I begged for mercy.
Dre just rolled his eyes.
Shukak!!
“Kuh…?!”
Sense of loss.
Aslon saw his wrist gone and had tears in his eyes.
People, froze at the sudden disappearance of his wrist…
Drae said impassively.
It was as if he wasn’t, to the extent that he couldn’t be reminded of the usual carefree person.
“Again.”
“…That, that…That…”
Shukak!!
Even his forearms were gone.
“Aaaaagh!”
Athlon falling apart.
“Again.”
“Ah, ah…! Aaaaa!’
He chases Aslon, who is trying to crawl as far away as possible with his body, and cuts his shoulder this time.
Shukak!
“Aaaaa! Stop, gmaaaaan!”
“Again.”
Dre was genuinely outraged.
Set fire to people’s hearts, what? Stop?
Are you kidding me?
“Again.”
“Ha, Grandma…! Grandma…!!”
Aslon called the empress awkwardly.
The Empress was already standing up and her eyes were shaking.
He made a promise with his own mouth.
I even made a ‘promise’ that I would not participate no matter what.
When Aslon dies, he laughs heartily, saying that’s all.
Was it just a bluff?
Even the Empress was shaken by the begging of her dear blood ties pursuing a similar path, even if they were idiots like the 6th Princess and the 7th Prince.
“Again.”
Whoops!
Ashlone was still handsome even when he begged for blood fountains pouring from his shoulder.
The moment the hostile female audience tried to lash out at Dre.
Knock!
Dre grabbed Athlone by the hair and hit her in the tooth with her knee.
Her teeth crumbled a lot.
“Again.”
“…Ah, ag…”
“Again. Again. Again.”
Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
A dry fist.
Aslon’s face was crumbled and crushed… And became a cruel look.
At the same time.
Something from Dre, passed through the stands… And no one could breathe.
They also felt it now.
Something unhuman that I felt in Dre.
“Again.”
“…Heh, hig… Hee…”
Aslon sobbed like a child.
Dre found the tail really funny.
He laughed when he did it, but after arguing first, he got hurt. Is it like this?
Goodwill for goodwill.
Malice for malice.
Dre raised his fist in delight at a sentence he had come up with for the first time in a long time and wanted to make it his conviction.
If you don’t want to fight again.
I will beat you until you fight, until you die.
Even if it’s guts and eyeballs pulled out, blood splattered all over the body, and flesh crushed.
I laughed so much that my mouth was tearing without realizing it.
And then, I saw it.
Very close to the stage.
A girl with a worried face.
The mayall.
“…Ah.”
Dre forgot his intention to kill for a moment and felt ashamed.
What am I doing now?
This guy looks big, but he’s still a kid.
To a 15-year-old kid… What is this?
“Hey.”
“Stop it soon.”
Unknowingly, an intangible and kitz had descended into the arena.
Dre… Nodded and let go of Athlone’s hair.
With no one opening their mouth, Kitz asked Aslon.
“Prince. Are you admitting defeat?”
“Ugh, ugh… Ugh…”
Aslon crying like a child.
However, Katz said with a smile.
On this occasion.
Completely broke my heart
Grow
“Are you admitting defeat?”
“I-I’ll admit it… Now, stop it now…”
The miserable appearance of a genius.
Then, the intangible clicked her tongue at Kaitsu’s ruthless side.
“Anyway, these kids are the most trash.”
And so Dre triumphed in icy silence.
