Chapter 290 – Guardian of the Dungeon
It’s been a while since I’ve worn the equipment, so Eileen is not naked. After Seong-il laughed bitterly at the sight, she and the Dark Elf sisters started moving to the 『Inner Plane』.
“Hey…Then, shall we stick together?”
“What about weapons?”
“Receive.”
Seong-il throws a previously prepared bladeless sword at Eileen.
“Hmm… I’m sure he didn’t cheat?”
Saying that, Eileen waved her training sword around. Seong-il sees her like that and continues her words as if she is dumbfounded.
“Is that so? If you’re really uncomfortable, would you like to exchange it for the sword I’m using now?”
“Good night.”
‘…Look at this bitch?’
Seong-Il becomes furious at the sight of Eileen secretly treating him as a cheater. He hands her his own training sword with her slightly horned expression on her face.
‘I’ll completely destroy your pride.’
Seong-il secretly gathers her skills with the thought of destroying her from the start. He uses 『Emotion』 To maximize her feelings and stands in the middle of the empty lot.
“Tell me when you’re ready.”
“Whoa… I haven’t been able to move properly for a few days, so my body is heavy. Could you wait for a while?”
“However much.”
Aileen picks up a sword and starts swinging it at Sungil’s words. She moves her body like that for about 10 minutes or more, and you can see her movements getting sharper little by little.
‘…It’s quite right.’
Looking at the simple swordsmanship skills, Baekgasa’s body movements seemed to be more than his own. However, she sends her information to Seongil that her own 『Sensation』 Can overwhelm her as much as she wants.
‘Actually, that’s what I think. The physical difference between Eileen and me is at the level of a child and an adult, so it’s all the more so.’
In addition, with the help of the cursed sword and silver moon, Seong-il has no doubts about his victory, as he has been training Taegeuk sword fight fiercely every day without rest.
‘In addition, my 『Emotion』 These days, such as 『Detective’s Intuition』, The reliability of the information given when I wear a clear passive is insane.’
Because of this, Seong-il, who has high confidence, holds his sword and calmly watches Eileen warm up.
“Whoa… It’s done.”
“Good.”
At Eileen’s words, Seong-il quickly moves in front of her as if he had waited.
After raising her own sword, Seong-il addresses her to Lena.
“You judge. As fair as possible. And count!”
“Huh!”
At the words of her holy day she nods her head lightly, and she settles down between the two of them and begins to count.
“3… 2… 1… Start!”
As soon as Lena’s words run out, the two quickly engage in a search battle with serious expressions.
“Suck!”
Seong-Il, with her Taegeuk Sword Resolve Rider, stares at her, but Eileen puts on a fierce expression and lunges at him, brandishing her sword.
‘See.’
Seong-il thought as he removed Eileen’s sharp sword. She was definitely a she who sprayed her sharp sword that could not be ignored, but mysteriously, her sword path seemed to be visible in her Seongil’s eyes.
‘Is this place…?’
Seong-Il quickly puts her own sword in half a beat in line with her somehow-looking sword. Then, to her surprise, she feels her sword coming towards her.
Kaang!!
“Kuk!”
Eileen let out a groan with the strong recoil that came to her hand when her holy day lightly bounced her own sword in a very efficient posture. She gritted her teeth, got back into her stance, and then launched an onslaught at her Seongil.
‘It’s sharp.’
Eileen’s swordsmanship shows how fiercely she trained. Seong-il takes her carelessness and earnestly tries her best to show her Taegeuk swordsmanship.
‘Is it fun?’
She wields her sword, aiming only at the vital part, but her sage easily defends her sword.
‘It’s a joke compared to the sparring I did with Eunwol.’
In fact, Eileen’s fighting abilities are based on her divine powers. She strengthens her body with her divine power from the god of light and injects power into her weapon to subdue her enemies, but since her divine power was sealed by the moon god, she uses her power properly I was in a situation where I couldn’t.
‘Certainly, it’s not as bloody as when he killed me in the past.’
As much as Aileen’s basic skills are solid, I feel a bit regretful about Seong-il, who wants to compete in a proper match.
‘No! No! It’s enough to play with Eun-wol if you have a proper match. For now, I have to subdue him unilaterally.’
Seong-il, who has abandoned her wandering thoughts, turns a fierce eye on her and begins to spread her sharp Taegeuk swordsmanship at her.
“!!”
Aileen tries to remove Seongil’s sword, which swings slowly and smoothly. However, when her sword touches her holy day’s sword, she pulls his sword like a magnet to Eileen’s sword, and she bounces her sword in a direction she doesn’t want.
“What?!”
A strange feeling of hitting that she had never felt before. Aileen puts on a puzzled expression at her holy days swordsmanship, which has a tough rubber-like quality.
‘Whoa… Shall we finish it soon?’
She, who has half her abilities, and her Seong-il, who thought that nothing would improve if she dragged her for a long time, constantly poured her inner energy into her sword, causing her sword to vibrate intensely.
Ugh!!
“Muh… What!!”
Eileen is embarrassed by her strange swordsmanship, which she has never experienced before. Seong-il does not miss her agitation, and she uses one of the main tricks of Taegeuk Sword Gyeol, Lee Hwa Graft, to blow her sword into the air.
“Keugh…?!”
It wasn’t enough that Eileen lost her grip on her sword with her strange suction power, and she put on a bewildered expression as her sword was taken away in an instant by her intense counter-resilience.
“Hmm… First of all, did I win?”
“What… What tricks did you use!!”
“…Creation?”
“Yes! A strange feeling from the sword! It must be a trick! Otherwise…!!”
‘Hmm… Apparently, I don’t seem to understand… Then…’
In order to thoroughly destroy Eileen’s spirit, Seong-il shrugs her shoulders and continues her words without much resistance to her insistence.
“Okay? Then, do you want to fight again?”
“What?!”
“What? You think you’re unreasonable? That’s why I’m giving you another chance.”
“…”
Aileen makes a puzzled expression at Seongil’s unexpectedly innocent appearance. Seong-il asks, provoking her with the way she pretends to be annoying.
“Pick up the sword. I’ll break it until you understand.”
“Hmph…! On the subject of cheating…!”
“Is it really so?”
After those words, Seong-il gathers her inner strength and strengthens her body to the limit.
“Tch…!!”
Perhaps her pride was hurt by Seongil’s bold appearance, unlike her first match, Eileen rushes in abruptly without waiting for the count.
‘Look at this?’
Seong-il, who smiles lightly at Eileen’s surprise attack, which makes her feel a little cowardly, turns to her side so quickly that she can’t react and spews a graceful herbivore.
“!!”
Aileen is in a hurry to defend against monotonous but ever-changing Taegeuk swordsmanship. Her Seongil attacks her by trampling and playing with her half.
“Kuu… Kuu…!!”
Eileen gritted her teeth and blocked her holy days of swordsmanship. However, unable to use her goodness magic, she eventually drops her sword after being beaten terribly by her strong physical ability, which puts her inner strength first.
“Whoa… Whoa…”
“Hmm? Is this the end?”
“Kuk… My power… If only I could use my power…”
“Do you really think so?”
“Sounds of course!! If I can use the blessings from the God of Light, I can fight you and win!”
“Okay?”
“Of course! You’re not saying that your physical abilities are normal, right? It’s clear that you got the power from an evil spirit and came to that state!”
“Puhaha! Do you really think so?”
“Isn’t that obvious? How could such physical abilities not be bestowed by God?”
“Kuh-kuh… Well, if you think so. Wait.”
“…?”
Eileen is puzzled by the unknown behavior of the holy day. On her holy day, he approaches her without saying a word and removes the tiara from her head.
“Ugh?!”
Then Eileen grabbed her head and was in pain. Looking at it, she thinks of her holy day.
‘As expected, the tiara is not an item for simple brainwashing magic.’
And a storm of strange power that hangs over the spirit of the Holy Day. I feel a strange sacredness that is even hot at first glance hovering around Eileen.
‘Oh… Taking off the tiara, the divine power seems to be returning?’
Eileen was in pain for a long time. Her seongil waits for her with her arms crossed and hands her sword.
“Now. It seems that the divine power you speak of has also been restored. Shall we try it one more time?”
“Whoa… Whoa…”
Seong-il’s provocation Aileen glared at him with ferocious eyes at her young horse. She raises her sword and begins to recite a silent prayer.
‘Is it a buff magic?’
Eileen muttered a strange language that seemed not to be human for a long time. Soon after she does, she realizes that her body is getting stronger.
‘Hmm… It’s a divine spell that roughly strengthens strength and quickness.’
As soon as Aileen seems to have finished her preparations, Seong-il also raises her skills and aims her sword at her.
‘…Originally, I would have used the magic imprint as well, but today, for some reason, I just want to stick with it using only my martial arts and empathy.’
“Let’s start.”
She tells Seong-il, who is thinking of herself, that she has finished her preparations. Seong-il sneers at Eileen and starts swinging her sword.
“You just attacked without saying anything like that, and you’re so considerate that you’re able to use some divine power?”
“Kuh… Shut up!”
Perhaps those words were the trigger, and Aileen swung her sword fiercely with an enraged expression.
‘Ow… It’s heavy, isn’t it?’
Eileen’s sword became more powerful than ever before. Even her sword was imbued with a power similar to that of strong energy, which can only be caused by Seongil with all his might.
‘Whoa… Me too…!’
As she did before, she puts all her energy into the sword, trying to imbue it with energy.
‘Done!’
In the past, it was a sword skill that was barely able to be applied to a sword when you had to raise your internal power to the limit in extreme situations of battle. Perhaps through several life-and-death decisions, Seong-il draws out a strong ki with a sword more easily and naturally than before.
“That!!”
Eileen is astonished when her holy days bring out the intense light she had previously used when fighting him. She gritted her teeth and shouted at her Seong-il.
“That power is the power of light wherever you look, but why do you who believe in the moon god use it?”
“…What did you say? This is just my power. Even if I keep explaining to you from earlier, you won’t understand what I’m saying.”
“This…!!”
Perhaps thinking Seongil’s words were sarcasm, Eileen swung her sword at him with all her might. After Seong-il maximizes 『Sensation』, He reads her sword path and unravels the subtlety of the soft texture of the Taegeuk sword.
“Die! Die!!”
Eileen frantically swings her sword at Seong-il, with her eyes half-turned in a rage.
‘The sharpness of the swordsmanship is amazing for losing reason?’
So profound was her foundation that Eileen’s sword, which has driven her mind half out of her wrath, shows no weakness whatsoever.
‘Whoa…! Nice!’
Despite her bloody workshops, the more Seong-il shares her workshops with her, the more she feels her strange energy boiling inside her.
‘…I want to do as Eunwol said?’
Seong-Il, feeling Eileen’s sword stabbing and slashing her everywhere, with a sharper sense, and focusing on her evasion. He focuses on defending her sword with gentle movements using the technique of Taegeukgeomgyeol.
“Haa!! Haaa!!”
Eileen wields a sword at herself, exhaling a terrifying life force. However, at some point, Seong-il forgets all the circumstances around him and falls into a trance and evades her attacks.
‘Just a little more… Just a little bit…!!’
Seong-il moves his body like crazy in a strange sense. At some point, as he trained with Eun-wol a while ago, he closes his eyes and entrusts himself to 『Emotion』, And begins to evade Eileen’s sword.
“How dare you close your eyes?!”
When Seong-il did something unimaginable, Aileen became even more enraged. She takes out all the power she can and attacks her holy day.
Whether she does it or not, Seong-il closes her eyes and moves her body as the 『Emotion』 Guides him, using his unique energy to evade her attack.
Clink!!
“Haha…”
After all, none of the attacks could inflict a single scratch on her body, and Eileen, who had run out of stamina, dropped her sword to the floor, knelt on the spot, and exhaled a rough breath.
“Uh… Why…?!”
“Whoa…”
While Eileen is in despair, Seong-il realizes that one of her realms has been broken through this battle.
‘Good?’
Seongil definitely felt that one of the two skills had improved, whether it was internal energy or 『Sensitivity』. However, the joy is short-lived, and Seong-il approaches Eileen, who is lying down from exhaustion, and tells her.
“How is it? You still can’t concede my victory?”
“…Kuh!”
