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    Despite being completely cornered, Baran did not take it lightly.

    Using only his right arm, he repelled the silver knight’s and blood flower’s combined attacks, and even made an attempt at Kahim’s life at times.

    Most of them were blocked by the Silver Knight and Blood Flower, but there was one attack that almost took Kahim’s life away.

    However, although they are injured and exhausted, the two warriors have entered the same state of intention.

    Fighting them in a situation where one arm was tied and it was impossible to move was such an unfavorable fight that it was impossible to even hope to win in the first place.

    As a result, Baran ended his life by being brutally cut to pieces by the swords of two warriors.

    I stared at Kahim with wide eyes until the moment I lost my breath.

    “… Chet.”

    Looking at Baran’s eyes, which were still bloodshot and open, Kahim clicked his tongue.

    What was written on his face was deep regret and resentment.

    Of course, I didn’t regret Baran’s death itself.

    Kahim was regretting the fight itself.

    Unable to defeat Baran with his own strength, he borrowed the strength of others.

    and.

    ‘Tch, I was wondering if you could see it now.’

    The realm of ‘beyond the wall’ that was once visible has once again become distant.

    The imminent death triggers human potential.

    And the more talent you have, the more dramatic the effect.

    The genius talent of a warrior named Kahim exploded to its full potential with a sword hanging around his neck, and although it was only for a moment, he showed Kahim a view ‘beyond the wall’.

    Thanks to this, Kahim was able to see and avoid Baran’s attack even with his weak body.

    If it weren’t for that, he probably would have died long ago, and he wouldn’t have had the chance to defeat Baran so easily.

    No, maybe he could have been defeated by Baran on the contrary.

    However, now that the fight is over, the sight beyond the wall has become blurred.

    As if what I saw then was an illusion.

    Baran felt deep regret over that fact.

    Even though I saw the sight beyond the wall, I couldn’t get over it.

    however.

    “… Well, there’s no need to rush.”

    Kahim shook his head a few times to shake off that regret.

    Although I failed to get over the wall right now, I still succeeded in peeping.

    Kahim was confident that if he used that scene as a clue and worked hard, he would soon be able to overcome the wall.

    Confidence in yourself and your talents.

    “Are you feeling okay?”

    At that time, there were people approaching Kahim who was so lost in sentimentality.

    It was a silver knight and a blood flower.

    “I don’t think there’s any need to ask.”

    “… That’s true too.”

    The Silver Knight, who was showing his concern for Kahim, nodded at Blood Flower’s next words.

    There was no need to ask, Kahim’s physical condition was miserable.

    In addition to the fatal wounds, there were dozens of minor wounds, and the last one was even pierced by a sword.

    It was in such a terrible state that it was almost a miracle that he was still standing like this.

    Anyone with a weak stomach would faint just by looking at it.

    “You had a hard time.”

    “Thanks to you, I was able to process it easily.”

    The Silver Knight and the Blood Flower looked at Kahim and gave calm praise.

    As he said, if Kahim had not made a choice that was practically a sacrifice, defeating Baran would not have been easy.

    Because they knew this well, their words were filled with sincerity.

    However, the time of praise did not last long.

    “… It would be better to treat the wound sooner than that.”

    “That’s right. First of all, the potion… … .”

    Kahim’s condition was serious, and it was obvious that it would get worse if left in that condition.

    Therefore, the two decided that treating their wounds was more important than having a friendly conversation.

    But.

    “Hmph. There’s no need to worry.”

    Kahim snorted and made an expression that it was no big deal.

    And then.

    Sigh!

    He pulled out the sword embedded in his body.

    “… … !”

    “What… … !”

    Even the Silver Knight and the Blood Flower could not help but be surprised by that scene.

    There was no way he didn’t know that pulling out a blade stuck in his body, even in that condition, was close to suicide. What if there was a skilled priest nearby?

    However.

    Fortunately, no serious situation occurred.

    Fana suddenly appeared next to Kahim and started pouring the potion she had onto Kahim’s wounds.

    “Doing something crazy again.”

    As she treated the wound, Fana glared at Kahim with her icy cold eyes.

    “Why make a fuss about something like this.”

    However, Kahim ignored even his younger brother’s gaze as if it was no big deal.

    Then, with a natural movement, he began to use magical power to stop the bleeding from the wound.

    “… What should I say.”

    “… I don’t think I’m in my right mind.”

    The two warriors who watched Kahim’s series of actions shook their heads with bored expressions.

    Kahim was clearly a special warrior who deserved attention based on his skills alone, but they both thought that his actions and personality might be more special than his skills.

    Meanwhile, Kahim, who was stopping the bleeding from his wound, looked down at the sword he had pulled out of his body a moment ago.

    “… Hmm.”

    The warrior’s sword.

    This is the purpose for which he came here, and the purpose for which most warriors gathered here.

    However, it was said when the Silver Knight poured magical energy into it for verification.

    The efficiency of magical power is poor.

    Seuuuuh─

    To confirm, Kahim enchanted the sword.

    Fana’s eyes became even harsher when she noticed that action, but Kahim didn’t care.

    Soon, the magic power from Kahim’s body flowed into the sword.

    “… … .”

    And immediately, Kahim noticed.

    The magic efficiency of the sword is at a very poor level.

    “… Is it really fake?”

    Kahim concluded.

    This sword is probably fake.

    In fact, just looking at the circumstances, it was like that.

    It is a fact that there is no need to guess that this place, this tomb itself, is a preparation for Baran’s plan.

    In that case, it would have been more correct to see this sword as a bait to lure people.

    In other words, this sword is fake.

    Kahim felt a bit of regret after reaching that conclusion.

    Because the purpose of his coming here in the first place was the warrior’s sword.

    But, of course, the fact that the sword I had gone through so much unexpected trouble to obtain was fake was not very pleasant.

    “… what. I can’t help it.”

    However, the level of regret was never that great.

    The reason I wanted to get the warrior’s sword in the first place was just interest.

    The sword of legend was something that would make a swordsman’s eye catch, but to Kahim, who did not use weapons, even if it was a true warrior’s sword, it was of little use.

    “Then, I guess we should go.”

    “There’s still something left to do.”

    Perhaps thinking that Kahim had found some level of stability, the warrior and blood flower immediately turned around.

    As they said, it was not a situation where one could lose one’s mind just yet.

    Even though the major risk factor known as Baran had been eliminated, the fight was still going on outside.

    Not long after the silver knight and blood flower left.

    Kahim suddenly stood up.

    “Stay still. If you move in that condition, it will only get worse.”

    Fana tried to dissuade Kahim.

    “ done. This is enough.”

    Kahim didn’t listen.

    It wasn’t much of a show of courage.

    Kahim was confident.

    Even in this state, I am confident that I can easily deal with monsters like that.

    “… … Haha.”

    Fana glared at him with tired eyes, but did not stop Kahim any further.

    Because she knew better than anyone else that she wasn’t the type of person to listen to her brother’s attempts to stop her.

    Anyway, Kahim was about to walk towards the outside of the altar.

    “… Hmm?”

    Kahim stopped and looked down at his hands, feeling a slight foreignness in his hands.

    To be exact, the hero’s sword that he was still holding in his hand.

    ***

    I swung the sword dozens of times.

    And, he cut off Armianon’s head dozens of times.

    However, its regeneration never stopped, and as soon as it was cut, it regenerated its head, showing off its healthy appearance.

    And in the process, damage to the surrounding area was accumulating little by little.

    Because I wasn’t able to completely block the lightning it was emitting.

    The biggest problem above all else was that I was getting tired little by little.

    There are limits to my physical strength, magical power, and will.

    Even though I have reached a new level and the practice of sword training has become more natural, it does not change the fact that the amount of consumption is not a joke.

    ‘… What should I do?’

    I thought about it.

    No, in fact, the thought itself did not stop even while cutting off Armianon’s head.

    To find out the conditions for its reproduction.

    To find a way to stop its regeneration.

    I cut off Armianon’s head in different ways, depending on what came to mind at the time.

    However, there was no result.

    And, I couldn’t find a way to kill Armianon.

    Nervousness reared its head.

    As time passes like this, the odds of winning decrease.

    No matter how I hold on now, if the moment comes when I can’t keep this guy in check, then it will really be over.

    Because I knew that fact, my expression never seemed to straighten.

    It was then.

    “Maybe you can kill Armianon by paying two pages!”

    An unfamiliar voice was heard.

    When I turned my gaze towards the direction from which the voice came, I saw an old man with white hair.

    I immediately recognized the old man’s identity.

    That the old man was a scholar from the ‘Scholars of Alundel’ dispatched here.

    Despite this dangerous situation, the old man deliberately came close to the surrounding area.

    Perhaps, to convey something to me.

    The old man must have noticed that my eyes were on him, and he opened his mouth again.

    “The legends surrounding Armianon are different! There are dozens of legends with different contents! But no matter what the legend, the way a warrior defeats Armianon is the same!”

    There are so many legends of warriors that it is difficult to count them, and even a single legend has many variations.

    Especially in the case of a well-known legend like Armianon, there are quite a few legends with different details.

    As far as I know right now, there are a few things.

    However, after listening to the old man’s words and thinking about it, it was clear that the warriors’ methods of finishing Armianon were all the same.

    The whole story comes to an end when the warrior cuts Armianon in two with a single sword.

    “… … .”

    Honestly, it wasn’t enough to use as a basis.

    A legend is literally a legend, and it is impossible to know what kind of exaggeration or fiction is mixed in.

    However.

    There was no other way to try.

    Therefore, I adjusted my sword.

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