Chapter 737 – 737. Holy Sword Durandal (1)
It wasn’t long before Cha Hanseong was able to hear Durandal’s voice.
At Eunhyeon’s suggestion, when he and Riod were training together in Yeongsan, where the elves live, he was seeing and absorbing Riod’s skills and achieving rapid growth.
Durandal’s voice really came to Hanseong Cha without any warning.
[I am looking for a contractor who has the talent to use me.]
At first, I thought it was some kind of crazy sound, so I thought it was an auditory hallucination.
However, as he trained in the spiritual mountain of the elves, the amount of magical energy in his body increased and its activity increased, and Durandal’s voice became clearer and clearer.
In the beginning, Durandal was just a very annoying existence to Cha Han-sung.
He couldn’t be seen, and all he could hear was his voice communicating with his mind.
It was natural to think that he was very suspicious.
So I tried to ignore it.
He came to the crisis many times when he desperately needed power, but each time he did not accept Durandal’s proposal.
This is because he thought that he had to overcome all these hardships and adversities with his own strength and effort.
But in the end, Cha Han-seong has now changed the resolution he tried to keep in the first place.
He accepted Durandal’s offer and fulfilled his contract as a swordsman and sword, as a fighter and as a weapon.
The reason he accepted the offer he had been recommending for months was because of Aira.
‘If it wasn’t for the potion that Lady Erin gave me, no, if it wasn’t for the help of Lady Erin… I am… What happened to the senior?’
Cha Han-seong was angry.
It was because he was so helpless until a moment ago, when he was half-fainted from the attack of the basilisk.
What seemed to be a bewildered vision was Eira’s back, holding her sword to protect herself in front of her.
If Erin hadn’t appeared in time and summoned a giant fox to stop the basilisk, she would have been crushed to death by herself and the basilisk named Ayra.
Even though he tried so hard to protect Eira and trained her sword hard, Cha Han-seong’s sword skill could not cut off the basilisk’s breath.
It was so infuriating.
‘I have to be strong.’
Now it was not a position to cover the means and methods.
Still, he thought that if he worked hard, if he put in the time, someday he would be able to become a proud man to Eira by joining the ranks of the strong like Riod and Eunhyeon.
However, he admitted that the reality was not so easy.
The reality doesn’t give you the space and time to pour your effort.
If so, shouldn’t I do something to hold on to that spare time and time, even by force?
Cha Han-seong accepted Durandal’s proposal as one of the methods.
“Come to me. “Durandal”
[Fulfill the contract.]
“Uh… ?”
Eira looked up at Cha Hanseong with a dazed expression and a slightly bewildered sound.
Speaking of ‘Durandal’, it is the name of a holy sword and a treasured sword that has been passed down from generation to generation in the kingdom of Pernias.
Why, now, here, how, did it come out of Cha Han-seong’s mouth?
I was embarrassed because I didn’t understand anything.
However, Cha Hanseong had no time to relieve Eira’s embarrassment.
The pure white light that floated above the sky filled the surroundings and illuminated them.
Before Eira could even question what that was, she turned her head away, frowning to shield her eyes from the light.
Eventually, the pure white light gradually took shape and was held in Cha Han-seong’s hand.
Confirming that the glowing light had gradually faded away, Eira looked at the source of the light, the sword in Cha Han-seong’s hand.
“Hanseong-ah. That…”
“Sorry. Senior suddenly took this out… I’ll tell you everything later. Now…”
Cha Hanseong stared at the basilisk that was currently fighting a fierce battle with Erin and her phantom beast.
“… Okay.”
Eira nodded her head in agreement.
Although she was very curious about the cause and process of how Cha Han-seong came to be able to handle the holy sword, which is no different from the treasure of the kingdom of Pernias, her urgent priority was to deal with the basilisk that was making a mess of her territory. I knew too well.
Cha Hanseong and Eira ran towards the basilisk.
Kyaaah!
Kreuk!
Cha Han-seong checked his physical condition as he ran to the battlefield where a huge monster and a phantom beast were biting each other’s bodies and fighting fiercely.
‘The body is light. As well as…’
Power overflowed.
Rather stronger than before receiving numerous bruises.
[Of course. That’s what being chosen by the holy sword is like.]
‘Why did you choose me?’
In fact, this question had been with Cha Han-sung from the beginning.
Why did Durandal choose himself?
There are many swordsmen stronger than you in this world.
Representatively, this was Riod, who is Cha Han-sung’s superior and whom he respects, and there is also Eun-hyeon, who is from the same district and has the same level of strength as Riode, or even more.
Aside from those people, I couldn’t understand why Durandal had chosen him.
This is also the reason why, when Cha Han-seong first heard Durandal’s voice, he did not even think about his proposal and dismissed it as a fraud.
[My power is to draw out that power and talent so that the swordsman who uses me can reach a more ‘perfect’ state.]
Increase of overall physical ability and strengthening of magical power.
And along with that, it is to promote growth by further blooming the talent of swordsmanship originally possessed.
[Those who have already reached near ‘perfection’ do not need me.]
“…”
Cha Han-seong was at a loss for what to say.
Durandal’s explanation meant that ‘Riod or Eunhyeon are not suitable for using Durandal’.
In other words, it means that the two have already reached the ‘extreme level of swordsmanship’ without borrowing the power of the holy sword.
The extremes of swordsmanship the two pursue are clearly different.
However, Riod uses his own talent and Eun-hyeon’s ceaseless efforts.
It is not suitable because there is no need for the help of a holy sword.
It was a shocking story.
It was because Cha Hanseong compared his sword skills to those two.
‘… Are you saying I’m at the level you need?’
[Don’t be discouraged. Being chosen by the Holy Sword means that your talents are incomparable to others. I only shorten the effort and time for you to get closer to that ‘perfection’.]
Certainly, if you do the same training for an hour, it’s the same as saying that someone can benefit by 10 and you can benefit by 20.
Durandal’s ability is definitely fraudulent.
It’s just that Eunhyeon and Riod are very irrational beings.
‘… Okay. Now is not the time to care about other people.’
The person Cha Han-seong should be most concerned with is himself.
He soothed himself and mended his mind.
Kyaaah!
Kreuk!
While briefly thinking about it, Eira and Cha Han-seong, who ran quickly, arrived at the front of a fierce battle between a phantom beast and a basilisk.
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Erinn’s phantom beast was using her sharp teeth and claws to bite and scratch the body of the basilisk, constantly inflicting damage.
Conversely, the Basilisk’s attack is impervious to phantom beasts.
No matter how much the basilisk’s teeth bite and tear the beast’s body, the flesh turns into blue flames and disappears.
Likewise, the acid saliva on the teeth is also harmless.
Even though it has a clear reality, the body of the phantom beast based on Erinn’s magical power does not disappear unless Errin’s magical power runs out, just like the hundred demons.
For the basilisk, phantom beasts really couldn’t be the worst match.
However, it is true that this situation is also overwhelmingly advantageous to Erinn’s phantom beast, but Erinn did not like this situation.
‘I don’t have enough herbal medicine.’
The decisive shot that could end the basilisk’s breath was not enough.
The basilisk’s torso was gradually being scorched black from the blue fox fire emitted by the phantom water, but the scales covering his whole body were so resistant to heat that the basilisk’s riot did not subside.
“I’d rather…”
When Erin was about to make up her mind to jump into the center of that crowded battlefield and aim for the basilisk’s vitals.
“Erin!”
“Huh?”
Erin turned her head in the direction she heard her voice calling out to her loudly.
Eira and Cha Hanseong were standing there.
“Uh? That… ?”
Erin immediately noticed Cha Han-seong’s strange behavior.
To be precise, he saw the sword he was holding with both hands.
It wasn’t the sword with the seal of the Knights of Artia, which was usually used.
A sword slightly larger than a longsword, but smaller than a bastard sword.
And the pure white light condensed with her unusual aura was enough to startle Erin.
“Isn’t that divine power?”
She was used by Eun-hyeon, and since she is a power mixed with the magical power of the Shinsoo she possesses, she immediately recognized it.
The amount of divine power contained in the sword Cha Han-seong is holding is not even half of what Eun-hyeon or himself has.
However, even though Cha Han-seong has a talent for swordsmanship, he is an ordinary human being.
As Erin also enters into a relationship with Eun-hyeon, she makes a pledge of her master and servant with him, with her boon that she can use, she is not a power that anyone can wield.
“How did…”
Erin immediately sensed her crisis.
Slowly, the figure of Hanseong Cha, who slowly raised the sword in both hands and took a stance, entered Erin’s field of vision at a slow pace.
“Erin! Damage, dear, dear!”
Even Eira’s urgent cry could not be heard by Erin now.
More than hearing, the sight that keeps an eye on her coldness and the tactile sensation of her chilling skin seem to become more sensitive.
The sense that gives the illusion that the time around you has slowed down, excluding yourself, is the realm of the sixth sense that is activated spontaneously when you instinctively feel danger.
“Uh?”
The thought in Erin’s head was a fragmentary thought, ‘If I get hit by that, it will hurt a lot.’
Soon after, confirming the clean sword strike that slashed downward, Erin hurriedly avoided her body.
[Olivion swordsmanship]
[Wound of the Wind]
The storm swept the basilisk with the magic released from Cha Han-sung’s sword as he pressed down with the attack power, range, and speed that were incomparable to the first.
Kiaaaaagh!?
The basilisk screamed at the storm of sword energy tearing through his torso.
Its power was at a level different from that of the first sword attack.
“… Ah!”
Erin didn’t miss the opportunity.
The second attack, which pierces through the scales that were harder than steel, is the blue flame that composes the beast’s body.
When Erin released the materialization of the phantom beast, the fox fires that made up the phantom beast scattered in all directions, burning all the flesh inside the basilisk’s scales.
Kyaaaaa!
The blue flame gradually covered the entire body, and it didn’t take long, and the entire flesh of the basilisk was completely cooked.
He went on a rampage while feeling intense pain different from when his eyes were stabbed and cut, but the rampage did not last long.
The breathing of the basilisk, which had been completely swallowed up and cooked by the fox fire, was completely cut off.
