Academy’s Genius Swordmaster

[ 301. Decisive battle (9) ]

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“…were you there? You’ve been looking for it for a long time.”

“what?”

The dry, cracked voice was undoubtedly something I had heard before. People hastily turned their heads. At a distance beyond the curtains, a man in a state of disrepair was standing.

“Kyo-gyo-gyo-chief?!”

Asher’s face went white. It was far away, but clearly recognizable. It was Abel, the leader of Nebula Clazie.

However, the overwhelming sense of intimidation was not conveyed like when they first met. Those who saw him expressed bewilderment rather than fright. Jaipa frowned.

“It’s a complete living corpse.”

“You’re a familiar cat. It’s become like I can’t see it.”

Abel groaned. He was dying with such serious injuries that it was a miracle that he was alive. Although he barely escaped the battle with Ronan, he had to give up about half of the internal organs of one arm and one leg.

“Oops…”

Asher retched. Purple blood was dripping down the severed left leg. Except for the one that was attacked by Navardoze, most of them were Ronan’s works. The silent savior opened his mouth.

“…Abel.”

“What kind of monster did you create, bro? You really could have died.”

Abel playfully waved his severed right arm. The newly regenerating bone was sticking its white head out of the cut surface. the savior asked.

“You are done now. If he barely survived, he would have run away, but why did he appear here?”

“Well…should I do it to beg for my life? Even if I run away anyway, my brother will not find me and kill me. And at this rate, I thought that I would really lose that size.”

Abel looked up at the sky and said. His gaze rested on the King of Giants, who were fighting a fierce battle beyond the clouds. The potential of Ronan and the allied forces far exceeded his expectations. Hearing his words, Marja laughed.

“Ha, what a shameless thing…!”

The skin on his face was thick enough. Suddenly anxious, she turned to her savior. They say they’re brothers, but I’m sure you won’t forgive them, right? The silent savior opened his mouth.

“You would know. It’s already late.”

“It doesn’t. I was asking just in case. Because older brother has been weak-hearted since before.”

“You must have lost so much blood that your judgment is clouded. As long as you show up, you won’t survive. Therefore, answer with the feeling of last penitence. What have you done to my daughter? And what did you do to Navardoze?”

The voice was firm. Marja let out a sigh of relief after confirming that her worries were unfounded. Abel shook his head from side to side with a fishy laugh.

“Well, what happened… I won’t even spare you, so I have no obligation to answer.”

“…is it.”

The savior twitched his lips. The days we had been together were passing before my eyes like a kaleidoscope. From the day they walked through the ruins of their lost hometown holding hands to the moment they stabbed a sword in their back.

The savior closed his eyes instead of answering the question. And he uttered it as if he had squeezed it out.

“…kill it. Anybody is fine.”

Then, the blessing of the stars opened slightly. Zaifa, who had been turning her wrists nonchalantly, spurred the ground and ran out as if she had waited. Almost simultaneously, Abel drew his sword and fired a crescent-shaped blade. Shih! The sword blade that had passed Jaifa’s cheek flew straight towards Cain.

“What are you going to do with just that!”

“Huh!”

It was expected. It was a flimsy swordsmanship that made me feel sorry to even compare it with the existing one, but I couldn’t be vigilant. Marja and Braum raised their swords and shields like lightning. However, the sword did not even reach them and fell to the ground where there was nothing.

“Eh?”

Marya, at a loss for words, frowned. It was too insignificant to be a blow to the spleen. The small explosion tousled her blonde hair, knocked the tiara off Erill’s head and scratched Braum’s itchy butt before dissipating.

“this.”

Abel smiled bitterly. It was as if he hadn’t expected it to be this messy. At that moment, Wear Tiger, which flew horizontally with the ground, arrived right in front of Abel’s eyes.

“It’s fast.”

that was the advice Jaifa waved her arms without saying anything. His claws, still soaked in Ronan’s blood, gently dug into Abel’s weakened defenses.

Poo-! As his hand drew an arc, Abel’s head exploded.

The sound of skulls being crushed was terrifying. The body, which had been standing unaware of death, fell backwards. The savior who wiped his face once opened his mouth.

“…Peace be with you.”

It was the moment when a long-standing bad relationship came to an end. If it was futile, it was an infinitely futile ending.

Because of the attitude of the savior, the party could not exclaim and rejoice even after killing the enemy leader. Zaifa, who suddenly felt an incomprehensible sense of incongruity, narrowed her eyes.

“This is…”

Something was strange. It must have been killed, but it did not seem to have been killed. Looking back, Abel’s corpse was convulsing as it collapsed.

‘what?’

The intuition that had always guided him was sending a warning. Kwajik! Zaifa, who had stepped on the corpse and burst it, was in the middle of looking around. Suddenly, a crackling laugh was heard from behind the curtain.

“Ahahaha!”

“hmm?”

Jaipa turned her head. Ilil caught my eye as she smiled in Marja’s arms. She, who had been sleeping soundly without responding to all the noise, was laughing out loud.

“Ahaha! Hee hee… ha ha ha!”

“This lil sister? Why all of a sudden…”

Marja was perplexed. It was different from normal drool talk. The sound of unstoppable laughter sounded somehow eerie.

“What’s going on…what’s going on!”

It didn’t take long before I realized something was wrong. It was a car where the savior was trying to look after his daughter in earnest. The clouds parted, and once again the giant king’s blows exploded in the vicinity.

Aaaaaang-! The pillars of light slammed into the ground made a pit that seemed like it could bury an entire mountain. Seeing blood pouring out of the savior’s mouth, Asher exclaimed urgently.

“Let’s take this to the medical staff. This way!”

“Ughhh!”

Asher exclaimed. Marja hugged Iril tightly and started running. I don’t know what happened, but the best healers on the continent could have healed her.

“Ahahaha! haha!”

“Oh sister. It’s fine, right? Be patient!”

All the while, Illil was giggling and laughing. Asher bit his lower lip. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t have a good feeling that a corner of my chest was being squeezed.

“…hmm.”

Jaipa, who had been snooping around, came back under the protection of the stars. The man who was watching them from the top of the castle wall of the head temple muttered in a low voice.

“request. My nephew…heo-eok!”

A clot of blood gushed out of Abel’s mouth. I felt that my already bad physical condition had worsened. It was because the clone he created by squeezing out all his remaining energy had died. said Bishop Rabondate weeping.

“Mr. Are you okay? I thought it would end like this, so I stopped…!”

Specialized in elaborate clone magic, she regretted accepting Abel’s request. Labondate’s magic, which consumes mana as well as the target’s life force, was not very suitable for the dying Abel. he shook his head.

“No…if I hadn’t put in this much effort, I would have been caught. If I had been a little late this time, the cat would have noticed me.”

“Let’s go get treatment for now. It is really dangerous at this rate.”

“Cure…”

Abel dragged his horse. It was the car that Rabondate was trying to help him with. Abel’s left arm disappeared from view and reappeared. The hilt of the sword was already grasped in the one remaining left hand.

“uh?”

Rabondate raised his eyebrows. At the same time, her head shot up into the air. Chow ah! Blood sprayed violently and wet Abel’s face. The followers escorting him shrugged their shoulders.

“Hey! Headmaster?!”

“Good work so far. Let’s all become stars and meet.”

Abel carelessly swung his sword. Dozens of believers were slaughtered without even being able to scream. With this, all witnesses have been eliminated.

He raised his head and looked up at the top of the castle. The Schlieffen whirlwind around the old tower was swirling, repeating its growing and shrinking cycle. Abel clicked his tongue.

“I’ll do it in moderation.”

I couldn’t figure out what I was doing well when Ilil was taken away. If the archbishops hadn’t robbed her in the first place, he wouldn’t have had to go through all this trouble picking up his alter ego.

‘He must have become stronger by receiving the starlight. I don’t know what the hell he’s doing.’

Abel hung his tongue and lowered his head. I was going to take my own life as much as I had suffered by my side until now, but it was just a pity.

Of course, Illil’s ability won’t die painfully as much as he awakened. Abel murmured.

“A peaceful…death…”

He did not want people to die in fear and screams. Abel used his sword as a staff and started to move. The destination is the basement of the castle. It was a secret room connected to the world of giants.

****

“Uh…uhhh.”

Irill opened his eyes. My head was foggy as if I was drunk. The blue sky above my head was beautiful.

“What was I… doing?”

I think I was going through something difficult, but I can’t remember. The wind that tickled his nostrils was filled with the smell of grass and wild flowers.

She slowly raised her upper body. A winding trail stretched in front of her. As I raised my gaze along the road, a small village came into view. Iril’s eyes widened at the poignantly familiar scenery.

“This is…”

Nimburton, who welcomed the early summer, was saturated with greenery. A small river meandered through the village. A herd of sheep wandered between the hills that surrounded the village.

“Nimburton.”

All of a sudden, Iril’s vision blurred. Is this perfume? I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stand it because the tip of my nose was frowning. It was while she was wiping the tears from her cuffs. Suddenly, a young voice came from behind.

“sister.”

“huh?”

It was a voice as familiar as the scenery of his hometown. Iril’s gaze turned to the boy wearing the straw hat. The boy’s eyes, staring up at him, were beautiful scarlet like the sunset.

“Ronan…!”

“I’m hungry. Give me some food.”

said young Ronan brazenly. The prickly eyes were the same as before. Iril reached out and gently tugged at his brother’s cheek. The soft cheeks grew.

“What’s up?”

“You’re so soft… is that really Ronan?”

“My sister is a bit strange today. then i’m real Could it be fake?”

Ronan frowned at the meaningless action. Once again, Ill’s eyes filled with water. Whimpering, she hugged her brother.

“My little brother! How much is this!”

“Wow…!”

Ronan let out a puzzle. He hugged me so tightly that I was suffocating. Seeing his sister’s shoulders shake, he opened his mouth.

“…Has anything been difficult?”

“Yes. I don’t know. I think it was, but I don’t remember.”

“I see.”

Ronan slowly raised his hand and patted her on the back. It was a small but kind touch. He said.

“It won’t be like that anymore. Let us stay together.”

“Eh, are you still together?”

“huh. My friends are here too.”

After the hug, Ronan nodded. Iril opened his eyes and exclaimed in admiration. Three boys and girls surrounded him. Little Marja smiled and waved.

“Hello, Unni Lee!”

“Oh, hello sister.”

“…you are beautiful today too.”

Then young Asher and Schlieffen greeted each other in turn. It was a truly lovely landscape. Iril, unable to control his emotions, hugged the four of them at once.

“Wow!”

“What are you doing…!”

The children showed their own reactions. Illi closed her eyes and laughed out loud.

‘happy.’

The warm sunlight and a lovely brother. and my brother’s friends. There was nothing more to wish for. After a while, she lifted her head and said while stroking the children’s heads.

“Yes, guys. Shall we go eat? My sister is really good at potato stew.”

I felt like I had forgotten something, but it didn’t matter anymore. Before she knew it, she had changed into the appearance of a young girl who was on the same eye level as Ronan.

At the same time, someone’s voice resonated in Adeshan’s head, who was sitting in the middle of the battlefield.

[Adeshan. Dangerous.]