Detail

“Lady Consort!”

“Yes. What’s the matter all of a sudden?”

Skilla rushed over with a bright face.

“Have you seen Anonymous?!”

“I have.”

“Then Anonymous is with Gospel?!”

“I suppose you could say that?”

A quick glance.

Miereel is looking this way.

She smiles brightly.

“Skilla.”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to meet Anonymous?”

“I do.”

“But I can’t just call her whenever I want. You know that, don’t you?”

“Hmm…”

“If you wait, she’ll reveal herself.”

“…I understand.”

Skilla calmed her excitement like a child forced to be patient.

“Still, just knowing she’s in town is enough. I’m confident I’ll recognize her right away if I meet her.”

“Kuhuhu.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“No reason. Just…”

And Skilla stared intently at Amel before parting ways at the crossroads.

She says she has to train the Gospel Knights ahead of the main competition.

“….”

“…Anonymous was right next to me, and I didn’t recognize her. Is she hiding it? Then will she hide her identity even when she competes?”

“I have no intention of doing that. I left it to Nabi to reveal my identity to Skilla.”

“To Nabi? Come to think of it, she does seem to have been worrying a lot since it was decided that the competition would be held in Gospel.”

After the briefing, Amel went to the room where Chris and Yuha were staying.

The two were already in the room and welcomed Amel’s visit.

Chris approached.

“Unni.”

“…Hands off.”

She comes closer and touches my chest.

It was over the Cuirass, but it felt strange.

“Enough with the chest talk. I said everything I wanted to say this morning, and I’m not changing my mind.”

“Still… Unni’s chest size is a national treasure. Breasts bring peace to the world. I’m sure the overall happiness index of humanity has dropped by 1 percent.”

“Such a fuss.”

Amel took off her armor from the Equipment Window.

The Nun Outfit she was wearing underneath was revealed.

“If you just cover your face, no one will recognize you, right?”

“Just stop it.”

That damn chest, chest.

If you like breasts so much, you should have made them bigger when you set up your Avatar.

Well, it would have been restored to its original state after you died, though.

She sat down on a chair nearby.

“More importantly, about the Raid. Haven’t you uploaded the video yet?”

“No,”

Yuha replied.

“Little Heavenly Demon is the reason.”

“Why her?”

“She said she gained enlightenment from watching Amel’s video and reached a state similar to the Mystic Realm. The Martial Arts Alliance strongly opposed the indiscriminate spread of combat videos, saying it could raise the level of the enemy.”

“Wow… Petty.”

“If there’s no way to escape the game, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.”

“Your intuition tells you that?”

“Yes. As Amel Unni knows, Full Dive is a good environment for training.”

An environment where you can die.

The effect it gave was significant.

“If you’re willing to die, you don’t die easily.”

“Haha.”

Amel hadn’t died recently.

“By the way.”

Yuha glanced at the Nun Outfit.

“What happened in the Imperial City?”

“You didn’t wear that to cosplay, did you?”

Jua asked with interest.

The orphanage attached to the Temple.

She vaguely explained what happened at the orphanage.

Chris looked at her with a bitter expression but didn’t ask deeply.

Then Yuha asked.

“I see… So, what are you going to do now? There’s still a lot of time left before the preliminary round ends. If you tell me your schedule, I’ll give you some advice.”

“I’m going to train for now.”

“Yes?”

Why are you surprised?

“I can’t use a sword.”

“Who says?”

“Death Knight.”

“Ugh… The one you captured?”

“The one I captured this time said my basics are so lacking that it’s pathetic. He told me the reasons, and everything he said made sense.”

Chris mumbled something.

Yuha mumbled something.

Jua mumbled something.

They all said the same thing.

It doesn’t make sense.

So, I tried to call Force.

I tried to call her, but…

“….”

Force refused.

What a pathetic owner.

That’s when it happened.

The door opened.

A black-haired female student.

She wasn’t wearing a uniform, but she had the impression of a student.

It was Chun Yura.

Chris frowned deeply.

“That’s rude. What kind of etiquette is it to suddenly barge in?”

“Nothing in this world can stop me.”

Chris pinched the bridge of her nose with a look of exasperation.

She was like that at the briefing, too, but their compatibility didn’t seem very good.

Amel made eye contact with Chun Yura with a bitter expression.

“So, it was you.”

Chun Yura approached confidently.

“You’ve shrunk a lot since I last saw you. Without that thing that used to stand out so much, I wasn’t sure if it was you.”

“…Don’t talk about my chest.”

“Did it make you uncomfortable?”

That damn chest.

Amel’s chest was big.

Incredibly big.

If it was just big, it would have sagged and wouldn’t have looked so big, but without realizing it, she used her Electrical Ability to keep her chest floating.

Like the busty characters in manga who defied gravity and maintained a beautiful shape.

The busty figure, perfectly realized in reality rather than in manga, leaves an indelible mark on the eyes of anyone who sees it once.

She doesn’t know that, though.

“More importantly, what did you come here for?”

“To see you, of course.”

Chun Yura’s face becomes excited.

“I enjoyed the video. If you’re willing, I’d like to fight you right now. How about it?”

“No.”

“That’s too bad. What if I force the issue here?”

“Are you saying that with them here?”

Nuclear Fist Chris.

Prominence Hong Joo-ah.

The strongest forces on the Hunter Hero side.

And Amel was there too.

Even if Chun Yura had achieved something similar to [Sword God], she couldn’t win.

“Ahem. I got carried away. I apologize. Then will you fight with all your might in the competition?”

“Well, it’s a competition. I have no intention of losing.”

“Good. I’ll look forward to it.”

And Chun Yura left.

“….”

“….”

“….”

“…What’s her deal?”

Chris complained.

She has a bit of a My Pace feel to her.

She also had great power.

But that’s why I became interested.

“Don’t be like that. It’s because she’s so interested in me.”

“Still, that’s not right.”

“Why? She’s like Little Heavenly Demon.”

There are differing opinions between Hunter Heroes and Martial Arts Heroes as to which world is reality and which is the game, but from my point of view, Martial Arts Heroes were ultimately just game characters.

Game characters who mistakenly believe they are Players.

Characters like Little Heavenly Demon were cute.

We chatted for a while,

And we talked about Dahyun.

After spending some time.

Amel left the castle.

She also left Gospel.

Amel trained.

That was the schedule.

She summoned Force and did swordsmanship training, and what Force ordered was surprisingly ordinary.

Swinging the sword.

1000 times a day.

10000 times a day.

‘I never thought I’d be doing training methods that you only see in manga.’

Amel followed Force without complaint.

She didn’t know anything about swordsmanship, and she wasn’t the type to pretend she did.

She considers herself a genius, but that’s that, and this is this. Even though she’s a genius, she wasn’t a genius who proactively set goals and grew.

It would be easier if someone could set goals for her, and Amel made the goals that Force set for her her own.

Swing the sword.

Swing the sword.

She only swung the sword.

Lifting the sword,

Cutting down with the sword,

Repeating the process continuously.

The correct posture leads to the correct Soulbound.

Doing it itself was the same as that.

Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

The swordsmanship she learned from Tang So-hye consisted of quite complex forms, but she understood the meaning of what the forms gave.

The posture change through that form.

Mixing Magical Power into that change.

The change that comes from the mixed Magical Power gives birth to the [Phantom Sword] swordsmanship.

Amel skipped that intermediate process and acquired [Phantom Sword], but in the end, the understanding required for swinging the sword was the same as [Phantom Sword].

‘Becoming one with the sword.’

It was called Soulbound.

Each time Amel swung the sword, she slightly, very slightly, adjusted the grip of her hands holding the sword to optimize the stimulation of her muscles.

A posture that is easy to swing.

A posture that is comfortable to swing.

Simple,

Simply,

The truth of the world begins in the easiest form.

The easiest form to understand is the path to becoming one with the sword.

At first glance, it seems like adapting oneself to the sword, but at its root, the form of oneself must ultimately be present.

It’s not about adapting to the sword.

It’s about adapting to oneself.

‘Maybe…’

The reason why people can’t follow this process and get lost and it takes so long is…

‘They lacked even the minimum Strength, knowledge, and Skill to understand this.’

But Amel had all of that and even had immediately realizable experience.

‘The big encompasses the small, or so they say.’

Technical Skill ultimately comes from detail.

Swordsmanship is ultimately a Skill.

Becoming one with the sword too.

Soulbound as well.

It was just that it was happening in a small area, so you had to rely on your senses. The part that you had to deal with with your senses was also a Skill that was formed and made in a small area.

‘Passive Skill. Well, it’s a Skill from the category, so it’s natural.’

Amel swung the sword.

Swinging,

Swinging,

Swinging.

Each time, her senses go from the handle to the Blade, from the Blade to the tip of the sword.

As if the sword were a part of her body, the sensation felt at the tip of the sword becomes closer, clearer, and more distinct.

The sensation, like a liquid, fills up each time she swings, as if it were being poured into the vessel of the sword.

“Force.”

Amel held the sword straight.

Magical Power gathers on the Blade.

“Is this right?”

“(….)”

Force, who was watching it.

He stood majestically.

He tries to pretend to be calm.

“(Yes. Keep going.)”

Amel swung the sword again.

Magical Power was attached by chance,

An indirect phenomenon caused by her Magical Power sticking to the sword. Maybe this is how you learn [Sword Aura].

Amel vaguely understood the orthodox order and filled in the details of the process of acquiring [Sword Aura] by going through the process of how much she had skipped, step by step.

Mana Radiance permeated the sword’s surface.

It brightens each time she swings.

It becomes clearer,

It becomes more distinct.

As a single point called [Sword Aura] becomes a line, [Sword Aura] is created in the flow of swinging the sword, without the intention of using [Sword Aura].

‘If this is the orthodox Skill acquisition process…’

[Sword Aura] that Force spoke of.

Her own [Sword Aura].

The clue seemed to be visible.

Is it just my imagination?

Is it real?

‘I’ll know if I swing it.’

She swung the sword.