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Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 272

Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 272

Chapter 272 – 27. Heaven in the Mind (2)

Like a sailboat going through rough waves.

Rom dropped his intangible sword in the form of a saber to the ground and closed his eyes. I cheered up against the teacher and his alumni who once taught me on the battlefield. No matter how much his body borrowed the power of mystery, he had no choice but to stand in blood in fierce battles and series of battles.

“You cheeky bastard, a sum of three?”

“You raised a foolish apprentice, Oliver.”

Indeed, the appearance of the baron, who resolutely declared that he would subdue the two powerhouses, was full of ambition. Oliver and Kenna, who inevitably showed discomfort, did not care even as they prepared for a hard blow. He just nodded his head.

“Don’t just talk about it, check it out yourself. I hope you come with all your might.”

There was no point in further wrestling. A furious Oliver raised his veined hand high up. I tried to cut Rome with all my might with Flamberge, a sword that embodies the magic of burning filth and flowing waves.

“Come on, it’s no use regretting later!”

Same with Kenna. She expressed reluctance to point her sword at her teeth, not against her enemies, and it seemed that she could not bear to be provoked by the man who handled the sword of her former lover. Even though the tattoo that had been scraped down to the flesh under the skin gave off an ominous light, he somehow turned his body slightly to the side.

“Babe, how dare you use his swordsmanship!”

Holding Lapierre aloft, she stabbed it with the clearest trajectory. Even though he had to make some cumbersome movements to gain momentum, it seemed that he was attacking almost simultaneously with Oliver, who had struck his sword earlier.

‘I won’t be able to stop it!’

The flamberge, which preceded the reverberation as heavy as the horn of a boat, flew in accompanied by a sword wind.

‘It’s too late to avoid it!’

Lapierre swooped down like a flash in the midst of a fierce rupture, as if tearing through the space.

“Huh!”

And at the moment when the two blows were about to hit my body, Rome finally opened his eyes and turned his body around as if he was dancing. From the perspective of swordsmen with advanced levels like Oliver and Kenna, the speed was nothing special. It was another movement.

Nevertheless, the power contained in Flamberge’s double-edged sword sublimated into rotational power like a lie and knocked on the ground. Lapierre’s one-pointed blood also lost the power to focus on one point, and the pick fell.

‘What, no way?’

‘It can’t be!’

The two mighty men blinked in amazement. I belatedly analyzed how I let go of my moves, which were obviously unstoppable and too late to avoid. As a result, the crowd showed a daze and gave rise to many speculations.

‘Even if it wasn’t a force squeezed like death power, it was an attack close enough to full power.’

‘It’s said that cancer can’t fight like before, but it hasn’t slowed down much.’

‘Considering that I had my eyes closed, did I even feel alive? However, even if he reacted, he would not have been able to cope easily… !’

‘Even when Simon’s swordsmanship was at its peak, I couldn’t completely let go of my blow. It doesn’t make sense to slide like that without much movement, even if the stab just now isn’t as perfect as it was back then.’

‘What is the difference between Myori and Sangseong? The gap is too big to see that’s the case!’

‘I’m sure there’s something missing. It’s especially true that not only me, but Oliver’s attack was also helplessly blocked. If you can release two onslaughts of different nature almost simultaneously, why didn’t you use the sword in the previous blood battle?’

The answer was surprisingly simple. However, Oliver and Kenna couldn’t reach it easily and put on complicated expressions. Until Rom shrugged his shoulders at the two, who had given them enough time to come to an understanding, and shrugged.

“Agree.”

The spirit of the strong sword and the quick sword flashed. Soon, no matter who said it first, he turned on the light in his eyes and took a posture with his eyebrows furrowed. This time he was more cautious, paying attention only to his actions and thinking about his next move.

‘This guy has learned all kinds of sword techniques.’

‘Not to mention the title of teacher, it must be Oliver who taught the baron how to use the sword.’

‘The reason I learned so many swords was because the young disciple’s talent far surpassed mine. To be honest, I was curious. I wonder if you will choose the Somerset sword even after encountering all the swordsmanships of the wide world.’

‘It’s not that the swordsmanship when fighting Kinard or Arno wasn’t uncharacteristic, but I couldn’t point out. The baron must be the type who doesn’t care about hiding his sword skills or something like that. The latter is more likely, and if so, two conclusions can be drawn.’

‘Why did I forget? The first thing I had to check was your swordsmanship, and nothing else. What is the basic sword of Lumière’s invincible knight? If Yu-Geom is your source… !’

‘The only way that Baron Ardennes could block Oliver and my attack was by actively applying the skill of the sword he learned early on. If not, the conclusion is… !’

Biting her lip, Kenna pulled on Lapierre, enduring the intense pain rising from deep inside her. Like a bowstring, she tried to regain the shape of her old quicksword, Kenneth, by stepping forward along with her right foot, which had been standing still, with her arm bent behind her.

Wedge liquid!

Oliver’s momentum was no less. He exerted such force that the blood vessels throughout his body stood out ferociously, and he slammed the ground with a Flambert. He hit the ground in a detour so that it could not be hit as a medium.

Blasphemy!

Kena’s Lapierre soared swiftly from the sky and took control of the air. Oliver’s Flamberge caused an enormous upheaval on the ground and brought the absolute right to attack. It was the second sum.

There is no choice but to hit, for sure!

The strong sword and the quick sword were certain. And Rom shattered their expectations and drew waves with his saber. It may be shaken, but it will not be broken. With a blow containing the truth of Yu-geom, he responded to the two as if savagely.

Visor! Lapierre, who was aiming for his nape, bounced off at a right angle.

Fault! There was no time to pull out the Flamberge stuck in the floor.

“Agreement.”

The two strong men intuited defeat and death. Even then, he didn’t act rude like a criminal, such as closing his eyes tightly or breaking out in a cold sweat. Only then do they realize the reason why they had to be pushed back and fall into remorse.

‘Mister, are you going?’

‘Yes, I have to go.’

‘I don’t want to be alone again…’

Reminds me of a student from my childhood when he was bright and cheerful.

‘Run away, Kenna…’

‘No! Simon!’

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you…’

Also, remembering the man who taught me love for the first time in my life.

“Triple.”

The victor, who stepped over the turbulent land and leaped forward, faced the scene of penetrating the line of death with a graceful swordsmanship like flowing water. I saw the tip of the sword, which was dangerous as if shaken by the waves, but full of the power to take a life, stopped in front of the two men and women.

‘Can we meet again?’

‘It won’t be easy.’

‘Still, do your best! I will work hard too!’

‘Romuald…’

‘I will definitely become a great knight like you! I will fight for the people! I will create a world where happy things are more abundant than sad things! So, I promise to come see you again! OK?’

The steel sword, which had lost its will to fight, defeated Flamberge. As long as I realized the cause of my inferiority, it is not difficult to gain the upper hand again. But what could be the reason why the disciple, who couldn’t have known that, saved himself?

“Do you understand now, Master?”

“… Okay.”

Oliver shook his head. One of the reasons why the swordsman, the strongest of the generation, was helplessly defeated by the students I taught, the same class as Amman.

Hesitation.

Somerset’s steel sword is like that. On the outside, he looks like a ruthless and ruthless man, but inside he is filled with the pain of cutting down his close friends and classmates. I mobilized all my strength and my strength, but I wondered why it was of no use.

“The root of my sword is you. Did you think that a disciple who achieved today’s level of skill based on the Three Swords of Somerset would not be able to tell whether the teacher was sincere or not, even though many years have passed?”

Oliver, who was stabbed to the point, laughed.

“I have seen you on a full moon night, sipping wine from a wineskin to soothe your pain. I was very young then. So I didn’t dare to step out because the atmosphere was unfamiliar. But I vaguely guessed. The pain of a man named Oliver Somerset.”

“It is an old thing. You don’t remember.”

“You, who are still bad at lying, are my master. And although I am a disciple who has changed so much from the kid in my memory, I always remember the promise I made with the person who followed me around, calling me Mister.”

I’m sure it will be a great article. I will fight for the people. We will create a world where there are more happy things than sad things. So please make sure to promise a reunion.

Although there were twists and turns of return and fall, Romuald kept his promise.

“Princess Freckles, you are the other master of this sword. Although I am a knight unfamiliar with occult sciences, I take pride in knowing Lucille of Saint-Buch better than anyone else. If that kind of girl took you, her quicksword, as her disciple, she would have put on a safety device.”

Even then, the quicksword, which had not abandoned its lingering attachments, still possessed Lapierre. Maybe it was natural. How could he not feel unfair since he had to endure severe pain in order to deliver a blow close to his past self?

“What immediately comes to mind is making the body unable to hold the sword again, or enforcing some discipline to prevent the thought of holding it. If it’s okay, could you tell me which one?”

“It is a contract. As a swordsman, if you use your energy again, it’s designed to slowly melt from the inside out. Instead, I was able to use her magic that I shared from her.”

“The magic of the quick sword is none other than balance. How can you demonstrate the power of swordsmanship, where balance is important, when your stomach is festering? I know you want to protect those dear to you by dying here, just like Kinard and Arno. But why risk death when there is a way to live and protect them?”

Kenna’s eyes wavered. She looked at Rom in disbelief even as she let out a small moan in agony as if she were going to vomit her own blood any moment. As if she was being asked to give evidence, her eyes shone brightly.

“Admit it. You two lost to me. You couldn’t surpass me in the attitude of facing a duel, not your own skills. So pay the price. Watch closely how this Romuald Ardennes manages today’s troubles and achieves its will.”

The audience was agitated in the sudden power outage. The Court Baek, who watched the duel while sweating, also tilted his head, not knowing why.

It was now.

Rom stepped forward confidently and raised his right hand high between Oliver and Kenna. Realizing the meaning of the action a step later, those who opened their mouths shouted before shouting.

“The law of an age stained with cruelty has always been one! The winner takes it all and the loser dies! But what awaits after the hateful slaughter? Romuald, Baron of Ardennes, asks the people of this country!”

The tattered military uniform, hardened blood, and soot-covered skin indicated how fiercely he had overcome the battle. Indeed, the spectators gathered here witnessed the invincible knight of Lumiere, who had only been heard of, fight without sparing his life.

“Yes! Some will tell me! If it is indeed true that you have won, why not finish them off! If so, I will ask him back! How are the victor’s virtues fulfilled? What is a strong person!”

The bold appeal began to ring the hearts of those who listened to it one by one. Immediately after that, Rome, who spurred on his speech, sent an intense gaze to the court baek and shouted.

“My dear, people of patriotic loyalty! At this moment, I will overcome hatred and become a true strongman! That’s how I will enjoy today’s victory!”

A war that could have killed thousands or tens of thousands of people was pacified by a duel in which a little over a hundred were wounded at most. Even so, the aftermath of the intensifying political strife will lead to division and inevitably lead to another war.

“For both winners and losers! Life goes on! The moment when you are struggling with conflict will be a fleeting moment! We are like the golden age of the old myth! I’ll spend the glorious days again! I have to prove that! The world where we are, not me! It is not to live alone, but to endure hardships and trials together!”

Rom never wanted such a future. To do so, he overcame the difficult battle and struggled. Realizing this belatedly, Kenna lost her fighting spirit, just like Oliver before her.

‘I think so.’

No one died, even if limbs were cut off and maimed. The invincible knight of Lumière did not forget his tolerance even while dealing with hundreds of strong men who tried to kill him during the trial duel, which was almost impossible.

“This is the justice of me, Romuald Ardennes!”

It must have been an incredibly daunting task. Still, there was one reason why he didn’t give up on that mindset.

‘That’s the bowl of a man who stands on the opposite side of his father, Millennium Gong…’

I don’t want to let innocent life die!

“Who will defend the dying chivalry with me!”

It was a belief, so to speak. It was the determination of Iman, who had already been corrupted and tainted once, but still retained his innocence. So, after swallowing saliva, the courtier cautiously asked the sword whether he accepted the result, and Oliver nodded.

“As a knight of Jacques de Gallia, I agree with the noble intentions of Baron Ardennes.”

It wasn’t a perfect competition. From the point of view of those who did not know how to look, it seemed that the fight suddenly stopped after ignoring the sword. But paradoxically, because it was such a situation, Rom was able to sort out the messy situation.

“Pa, the eastern side needs to express their intentions before making a judgment.”

Of course, in order to do so, there was a condition that the two men and women, who were enemies, had to agree. It was never an easy task as both of us had a grudge against each other. Even so, Rom acted without hesitation, as if he knew the two of them well.

“… East.”

Kenna smiled bitterly and finally got Lapierre. I had faith that a man so naive would at least save his man’s life.

“I admit defeat.”

The witch vomited a handful of blood that just happened to flow backwards. Even that was not enough for her, and she stumbled again and sat down on one knee. Half of it was accidental, but half of it was intentional direction. To express her wishes she begged Arno’s life to her baron to be watching herself.

“Good night! If so, the legitimate and majestic great king of Gaul, the Duke of Lumiere and Count of Agincourt, the Baron Roche-Jacqueline, the House of Duris, the Lord of Evreux, the Grand Master of the Knights of Calais, the Guardian of the Eastern Plains and the Southern Forest, the Western Wilderness Vincent Renoir, the vicar appointed by His Majesty Alphonse de Gaul, the ruler of the land and the conqueror of the northern frozen land, judges!”

That’s how the long and long trial came to an end.

“Order! The accused, Henrietta LeBlanc, is declared innocent!”

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

오늘 밤, 부인은 제 것이 됩니다.
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The night of Madame Lemoyn, the Marquis, is exclusively for the knight Dior.

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