Academy’s Genius Swordmaster

272. Heist (1)

#272

“My name is Abel. I am the leader of Nebula Clazie.”

“…Nebula Clash?”

“okay. Have you ever heard of it?”

Abel asked. Iril didn’t answer and backed away slowly. Every time his heel touched the ground, pools of blood spurted out.

“Anyway, that’s amazing. I never thought that boring person would meet a woman and even have a child. Besides, it looks like I met a great beauty.”

Abel said in a voice mixed with admiration. His gaze was fixed on Iril’s face. Even though she had lived for an immeasurably long time, she was by far unrivaled in beauty.

Took. Iril’s back hit the wall. There was nowhere else to retreat. After barely regaining her composure, she opened her mouth.

“I know. Nebula Clazie.”

“hmm?”

“They are bad people. They say that they are trying to destroy the empire and the world…”

Iril dragged his words. No matter how much I’ve lived in peace, I knew that much. Because Ronan and Schlieffen have always warned of their danger.

It was because of the villains that his beloved brother could not come home well. Abel scratched his head.

“They’re bad people… I’m not saying anything wrong.”

Abel stopped following Lee and stood still. His composure even after committing such a massacre in the heart of the system gave an idea of his skill. Abel, who was eating food on the table, continued.

“Precisely, it is not destruction, but stepping up for evolution. It is similar to how a bird breaks an egg to fly. Your stupid father didn’t understand until the very end.”

“…What’s your relationship with Dad?”

Suddenly, Ill’s gaze landed on his face. No matter how many times I looked at them, they were very similar. It seemed clear that he had some sort of relationship with his father. Abel said, playing with his silvery white hair.

“There is no need to hide in this yard. I am Cain’s twin brother.”

“Twins?”

“okay. So… in terms of human family relationships, I would be your uncle.”

“I can’t believe he’s an uncle…”

Iril’s face hardened. I never expected in my wildest dreams that my relatives would remain.

“What is the purpose? Why the hell are you doing this?”

My legs were still wobbly, but I could now look them in the eyes and talk. I looked around quickly in the middle of the question, but I didn’t see any tools that could break the situation. After a moment of silence, Abel opened his mouth.

“That is to take you. It’s going to be a long story, so let’s go and talk about the details.”

“You’re taking me…?”

“okay. I think I’m really glad I found you even now. A kid named Ronan is also unusual, but I think you inherited the most dangerous of your older brother’s abilities.”

“…ability?”

It was an unfamiliar sound. Abel’s expression suddenly became serious. He lifted the robe that covered his body, revealing the sword at his waist.

“Your power is dangerous, Lee. You can tell just by looking at how I only now recognized your brother and sister’s identity. If I had known it sooner, I would have nipped it in the bud ten years ago.”

“That…”

Erill shrugged at the menacing tone. Throughout the story, Abel fidgeted with the hilt as if he were going to pull it out at any moment. The elegant scabbard was spotless white like ivory made of snow. Abel turned and came towards her.

“Then let’s go. It won’t take long.”

“Don’t come near me…!”

Illil shook his head quickly. But Abel did not stop. It was the moment he stretched out his hand as he strode forward. Iril, who was breathing heavily, shouted as if squeezing it out.

“Ah! go away!!”

“……!”

It was a desperate yet clear voice. A shapeless wave erupted around her. Abel, who was approaching suddenly, stopped moving. He repeated Iril’s cry softly.

“go away.”

“…huh?”

Erill’s eyes widened. Abel froze as he stretched out his arm. Except for the trembling eyes, it was almost believable even if it was a wax doll.

“I have to run away too…”

It was an unknown situation, but it was a golden opportunity. Iril, who had been creeping along, ducked under his frozen arm and slipped away.

“Who isn’t there?! help!”

cried Erill. However, no answer came back from the deserted street. After running away from the corpses, she was about to grab the doorknob. Abel’s eyes, which were suddenly blurry, returned to focus.

“…what a damn girl!”

“Kyaaak!”

Abel reached out and grabbed Erill’s hair. Then he pulled it straight and slapped it. slam! After a rough bounce, she was doomed to a pool of blood.

“Ouch!”

My head was dazed, probably because the blow was so strong that my head was bent. Illil raised his head, clutching his face. A lingering pain was coming through.

A drop of bright red blood flowed from his chapped lips. I felt a soft touch on the back of my back. Turning her head, she realized that she was sitting among the headless corpses.

“I’m sorry…!”

Illil hurriedly stood up. Abel was breathing heavily, staring back and forth between his palm and her face. Sweeping his bangs once, he opened his mouth.

“Whoa… I’m sorry. Stop without me noticing.”

I could feel that he was really embarrassed by the way he spoke. Iril glared at him wordlessly. It was the first time I had ever been stabbed by someone.

“Even though I was careful, I almost got caught again. After all, your power is too dangerous.”

“Power…I don’t know that.”

Iril started backing toward the kitchen again. The white dress Ronan had given her was dyed red.

“I guess so. If you could control that power, I would never have found your brother and sister. Have you ever felt strange in your life? You were born with such beauty, so why has no one touched you until now? Why did peaceful days continue as if they were natural?”

“That’s because people are kind…”

“Don’t be funny. The nature of the human race is not that good. The secret to your brother and sister’s serenity is that you found life with the bugs beautiful.”

said Abel. There was an inexplicable madness in his exasperated tone. Having managed to control his emotions, he started walking again.

“It’s been a long chat. Let’s go now.”

“I hate poetry…!”

Iril reflexively picked up the cleaver from the cutting board. The two hands holding the hilt were trembling. Seeing this, Abel snorted.

“Don’t do anything stupid. What are you doing with those trembling hands?”

Abel reached out, ignoring her. Irill closed his eyes and swung the cleaver.

“Oh, don’t come!”

It was embarrassing to even call it an attack. It was only natural for a girl who had been farming all her life. Abel let out a small sigh and sneaked back behind her. Tak

! ”

Iril’s body collapsed forward, and Abel held her up as she was about to collapse. Even though she was unconscious, her fern-like hand still held on to the hilt of the cleaver

.

Seeing this, Abel chuckled. Even though it was diluted, the blood looked like it couldn’t be faked.

Anyway, it wouldn’t be good to carry it around and get stabbed. The moment he tried to snatch the cleaver from Irill’s hand

. The kitchen knife in her hand accelerated rapidly and disappeared from sight

. Abel tilted his head,

and

at that moment a red line was drawn across his cheek.

The belated bitterness was warning him. Just as Abel was about to say something, the attack came again. He reflexively turned his head away. Shhh! A sharp kitchen knife razed his nose just barely

. The arm he was holding loosened, and the crouched Illil broke free of his restraints

.

Abel noticed it belatedly, but Iril had already escaped his restraints. After taking three steps out, she fixed the knife again. Unlike before, she was holding it with one hand, but she couldn’t see a gap. “…It’s scary

. Were you hiding your skills?”

Abel asked, “This is the first time I’ve seen blood in hundreds of years.

But there was no answer. Iril’s eyes were unfocused. Her long, thick hair hung down like willow leaves and hid her face.

”

Abel scratched his head. The eyes as beautiful as the sunset were nowhere to be seen. He must have lost consciousness

.

He didn’t know what had happened, but the task hadn’t changed, and Abel put his hand on the hilt and muttered,

“I’d like to take him away without seeing blood.”

Abel clicked his tongue and pulled the hilt of the sword. The sparkling mana that rose around him hurled like a gust of wind. Blame

it !

.”

Smart, Ronan knocked on the door and said, Maybe it was a day when a lot of merchants came in, so the streets of Jedo were more crowded than usual.

“What is that? A dragon?”

“Wow. Cool.”

All the eyes of the passers-by were on Sheeta. Sitting under the blue sky, Sheeta was reminiscent of a giant tree growing in the middle of the city. Fluffy hair

and a face that still remained cute made them scream that a monster had appeared and run away. Sheeta, excited at the thought of seeing Ilil, smiled and cried

.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I had something to wrap up all of a sudden. But I came as soon as possible.”

It was quiet inside the front door. Ronan, feeling a little sorry, apologized. He was about twenty minutes late from noon due to finishing work in the Felgrand Mountains. So, in Ronan’s hand, he had a bunch of daffodils, Erill’s favorite

. It was meant to be an apology, and it was picked because he wanted to see his sister’s happy face after seeing flowers for the first time in a while. Ronan knocked on the door again, wondering if he hadn’t heard, but this time there was no answer

.

Ronan opened the door. The front door was open as usual. The clean interior as always caught my eye.

“Sister?”

Kung. When I closed the front door again, the outside noise was drastically reduced. No one was inside. I smelled something delicious, so I turned my head and saw a table full of food. It looked like Irill had set up a birthday party. Potato stew in the center

. It was clear from what was placed in the kitchen. Ronan, who was suddenly looking around the kitchen, narrowed his eyes.

“Something is strange…?”

I kept feeling strangely uncomfortable. It was definitely our house without my sister, but something was strange. Suddenly, his gaze touched a kitchen knife placed in a corner of the kitchen. “Hmm?

”

There were several drops of red blood on the knife. Ronan’s face stiffened as soon as he saw them

.

It seemed that he knew the identity of the sense of incongruity. Ronan reflexively pulled the hilt of the sword. “Chang-G-Rang!

”

It was an illusion magic of a very high level. Sheeta, who was looking at the interior from the window, burst into amazement. Eventually, Ronan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out at the real appearance of the house that appeared. “What the fuck is this.

”