Academy’s Genius Swordmaster

[ 298. Battle (6) ]

#298

“I can protect you.”

Schlieffen murmured. The blade wrapped in the storm was vibrating. Verminion, who had been decapitated, staggered to his feet.

【Kuuk… How dare you…】

Blood was still gushing out from the cut on his neck. However, compared to the time when it was cut, the amount was clearly reduced.

‘It’s too fast.’

Schlieffen narrowed his brow. I expected that my resilience would also increase, but I didn’t expect it to get better this quickly. Do I have to kill it in one go? A roar erupted from Verminion’s mouth as he raised his head.

[Scratch my neck!]

At the same time, Verminion’s shape disappeared from sight. Schlieffen reflexively raised his sword. Kaaang-! His body was pushed back with a roaring metal sound.

【How can you stop it?!】

“Umm…!”

Schlieffen gritted his teeth. Even if I defended myself, it felt as if my arm would fall off. It seemed that he had been hit not by a person but by a huge beast.

【Try it one more time like before, huh?!】

Verminion’s attack continued. It was a rough yet sophisticated fighting technique. Every time the regime wrapped in mana and kicks flew, Schlieffen felt the threat to his life. It was the car he was trying to straighten up after turning around the lot. An old man’s voice came from behind.

【Sorry, but I had to run after her quickly.】

The hair on the nape of her neck stood up. Schlieffen hurriedly turned his head. Glowing spheres the size of coconuts were flying at high speed.

At a glance, I could tell that it wasn’t right. It was the moment he just pulled himself out. Archbishop Letancie, who had been watching Schlieffen, made a pressing gesture.

【Where.】

“Ugh…”

An invisible force pressed Schlieffen’s shoulders. It was a moment when his movements were disturbed. Wow! The ball of light that landed at my feet caused an explosion.

“Gagging!”

Couldn’t stop it this time. The body bounced off and crashed into the wall with a roar. Judging by the feeling, it seemed that two ribs were broken.

It was so painful that I wanted to pass out, but there was no time to lie down. Schlieffen rolled to the side and got up. Kwajik! At the same time, Verminion’s heel landed on the spot.

【Hey, I heard that I inherited the blood of old man Alon, but one speed is useful.】

He growled ferociously as he pulled his legs off the floor. Judging from the depth of the foot, if it was hit, it would have been an instant death.

Schlieffen widened his distance and looked back in the direction the sphere had come from. An old woman with a stooped back stood with a cane. Dozens of glowing orbs that had caused the explosion were spinning around her. The old woman, who met Schlieffen’s eyes, exclaimed in admiration.

【Oh, aren’t you dead?】

“You are…”

【It is Archbishop Maron. handsome young man. Wouldn’t you like to clear that whirlwind? If that’s the case, I might be able to save your life.]

An old woman named Maron smiled kindly. Schlieffen did not answer. Then, a man covered in blood walked out from behind Maron.

【okay. Seeing your bravery, I might be lenient. How the hell did this happen?]

The man grumbled. The Archbishop, whose name is Anaquiel, had tried to break through the whirlwind that Schlieffen had just set up, but failed. The terrible scars covering his body were proof of that.

【Hoho…probably it’s because of the blood of Ronan or something. Judging by the power, it seems that the blood was applied relatively recently.]

【Somehow. It hurts terribly.]

【Ah. Reap the whirlwind. If I had come this far, there would have been almost no blood left.]

Maron laughed. Schlieffen’s face hardened slightly at the keen analysis. In fact, all of Ronan’s blood he possessed had just been poured into the knife. Judging by how long the power lasted, it was an extremely insufficient amount to deal with the five archbishops.

Schlieffen pursed his lips. In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that this was the last chance to save one’s life. The odds of him taking down all five were absurdly low.

They did something similar in the Dragon City, but things were much worse now than they were then. To be honest, I wondered if I would be able to win with just one opponent here.

‘It can’t be helped.’

Schlieffen finally made up his mind and closed his eyes. Suaa… the whirlwind surrounding the tower began to subside. Anaquiel’s face brightened.

【Ohhh.】

【That’s right. As expected, he’s a smart kid…]

This was the car Maron was about to say. Schlieffen, who drew the energy consumed by the whirlwind, grabbed the hilt. The blade of Pale Road was scattered in the form of wind.

[Hmm?]

Then, he gave strength to his whole body and swung his sword while rotating one turn. It was the moment when the sharp wind that drew a wide circle returned to its place. Kwaaang! The wind slashed the top of the room it passed through and sliced it off entirely. Walls and ceilings that slid along the cuts collapsed.

【Haha, did you think you wouldn’t know such a shallow number?】

However, no Archbishop was harmed. Maron laughed. They had already noticed, and were already levitating through telekinesis or leaping. Anaquiel frowned.

[Kicking away the opportunity. I have no choice but to kill him as I wish.]

Sneering came back from everywhere. But Schlieffen was not taken aback. Because that was what he was aiming for in the first place. bang! Schlieffen jumped straight ahead and kicked Maron in the chest.

[Ugh!]

I didn’t expect this. Staying in the air, she was thrown back without being able to respond. Then, he swung his sword at Verminion, who had not intended to save himself in the first place, and rushed after him.

[Damn, did you notice?]

Verminion spat out a curse. Hwaaak! A sudden gale blew him backwards. Before long, the bodies of the two reached the area where the whirlwind had been blowing. Maron’s face, which had been relaxed all along, turned white.

【No way!】

【What’s wrong, Grandma? If I just go back to this…]

Verminion, unable to comprehend the situation, tilted her head. Maron exclaimed desperately.

[Sheep in Le Tanshi! Come on, pull us!!]

Belatedly realizing Schlieffen’s intentions, Le Tancier sighed. Schlieffen grabbed the sword with a full turn and drove the tip of the sword into the floor. Quaaaaaa! The whirlwind that had subsided began to rage violently.

【Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaqss

uhaaaaaaaaaaaaghss c’aaaaaaaaaaaaghss!】

【Oh my God Maron…!】

Le Tansie stretched out her arms, but it was already too late. A desperate scream echoed through the wind. The sword wind, which tore even the blessings of the stars that were still alive, shredded the bodies of the two archbishops.

“Whoa…”

Schlieffen sighed. Although the two were dealt with, there was no change in the fact that they were still in an overwhelmingly unfavorable situation. The ribs were still broken, and the remaining archbishops looked much stronger than the first two.

Of course, it didn’t matter anyway. He pulled out his sword from the floor and opened his mouth. It was a belated reply to the invitation to reap the whirlwind.

“refuse.”

【Kill! Kill them!]

Le Tancier exclaimed in rage. The remaining archbishops rushed in unison. After catching his breath, Schlieffen pulled the hilt again.

****

“Schlieffen…!”

Marja gritted her teeth. Her gaze stayed on the top floor of the Pale Castle. The storm caused by Schlieffen swirled around the tower.

It seemed to subside for a while, but it was unusual that it became more intense. Awesome! Marya, who wielded a greatsword with one arm, cut the devotee who was charging from behind into two.

“Gagging…!”

With this, all the troops deployed around them were dealt with. The two jumped from the tower and found themselves in the farthest corner of the wall. Marya looked up again and opened her mouth.

“I will definitely die. We have to help.”

“Ha, but Ms. Iril’s personal protection comes first. At this rate, Schlieffen’s sacrifice will be in vain…”

“I know that, this octopus head! Of course, I’ll take you first, but you’re thinking about where to go! And do you want to say something unlucky like a sacrifice?!”

shouted Marja. A booming voice echoed through the castle. Startled, Braum hesitated and stepped back.

“Why are you angry, but.”

“…sorry. I can’t seem to get an answer. Um, what should I do?”

Apologizing, she shook her head. The matter was so serious that the mind and body were sensitive. Erill still didn’t wake up in the middle of that. Her face, as she slept soundly, seemed perfectly calm.

“What the hell is going on anyway?”

Suddenly, Marja looked around outside the wall and frowned. The protection of the stars Abel raised was too thick, so it was impossible to check the situation outside. It seems like something outrageous is going on. Braum, who was drooling, opened his mouth.

“How about a trip to our sewer? There might not be that shield in the basement.”

“Oh, is that good?”

Marja’s face brightened. It was certainly a valid argument. Normally, sewer pipes lead to the outside, and in a castle like this, the sewage system must be large enough for a person to pass through.

“Let’s leave right now. Do you have any blood left?”

“okay. It’s insignificant, but…”

Braum nodded. Marja, who brushed off the blood from the bayonet, was about to move. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the bottom of the castle wall.

“what. Were you alive?”

“Hey Zaifa?!”

Marya lowered her gaze in amazement. A black wear tiger was looking up at her. The four commandos who had entered together were breathing hard around Zaifa.

Judging by the color of the line, it seemed that the other side had suffered too much. All the tired people were taking a bath in blood. Suddenly, Zaifa’s eyes widened.

“She’s…”

Jaifa’s gaze was fixed on Iril in Marja’s arms. He reached the top of the wall in one leap. Zaifa, who took turns looking at the three, let out a blank laugh.

“Anyway, you seem to have succeeded. This is disgraceful.”

“Now is not the time to argue about that! Have you been walking around and seen something like a sewer?”

“there is. But it’s not what you expect. Even if it was blocked, it was very tightly sealed.”

Jaipa shook her head. He and his men had just been to the sewers and had just come back up. What greeted the commandos, who were hoping to find a way out, was the protection of a swarming enemy and a thicker-looking star.

“It can’t be…”

Marja’s face hardened. It sounded like the sound of hopes collapsing. Now there really was no way. Zaifa, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Looking at her outfit, she shouldn’t be taken away by fanatics, right?”

“yes. Probably for sure.”

“Hmm… Then it can’t be helped. I have no choice but to try a little bit.”

Zaifa clicked his tongue. Putting down his sword, he moved towards the protection of the stars. Marya tilted her head at the meaningful action.

“What are you going to do? Why is Unwol Island…”

“I have to look through it somehow. Everyone, give me the blood of that youngster.”

“…yes?”

Marja asked, but Zaifa did not answer. He only took Ronan’s blood from the people who followed him and from Braum and applied it to his hands.

“Why did you have that in your hand…”

Braum was puzzled. Jaifa’s hands, soaked in Ronan’s blood, turned dark red like the flames of hell.

A hook-like nail grew out of a finger the length of a dagger. His thick forearms were swelling up rapidly.

“no way.”

“Huh!”

Realizing what he was about to do, Marja raised her eyebrows. At the same time, Zaifa’s fist struck the protection of the stars. Kwaaaang-! An explosion resounded as if an iron plate had been hit with a stone.

“As expected, it’s solid.”

“oh my god…!”

Zaifa clicked his tongue. Marja’s eyes widened. His nails were digging into the protection of the stars, albeit weakly. There were cracks like a spider’s web around the place where the nails were stuck.