episode_0058

“Irima.”

“Yes?”

“Block.”

“What?”

After saying that, Master stood still without even making a defensive move.

I don’t understand why he suddenly acts like that when a puppeteer with a great sword is coming to attack him.

“Holy shit!”

I had no choice but to grab the magic sword and run towards my teacher.

“Don’t think of blocking it head on, but think of when you fought Gilbertan.”

‘When you fought that demon? ‘How did you do it?’

“I don’t remember?”

“If you can’t think of something, both of you will split your head. Everyone here will die too. Do your best.”

“No, really.”

I used to say that there are many crazy people in this world, but now I know for sure. It’s true that my teacher is crazy too.

I look at the great sword flying towards my head.

I feel fear as I look at the blade sparkling with magic.

A tremendous amount of magical power.

The concentration of power that still shines brightly.

Although most of the magic power was used while using the red magic spear earlier, it is still a threat.

Even among the knights I’ve seen, it wasn’t common for people to have this kind of power.

Overwhelming violence that cuts down all beings in front of it.

But I soon realized that I too had an equal weapon in my hands.

‘Magic sword.’

After several attempts, I succeeded in blocking the great sword.

‘And when I fought Gilbertan.’

At the same time, the feeling of that time comes back to mind.

I recall the tension that clashed with all of our skills.

The great sword begins to appear slowly.

What did you do during that fight?

When an attack came, I parried it.

‘Of course it was. Then how did you beat it?’

Attack the starting point or joint of the attack, or block the attack before it gains strength.

So, I tried to weaken the enemy’s momentum and attack them, or I used my body to block relatively weak attacks.

But this attack is different from that.

The great sword had already completed sufficient preparation and began to move with all its might.

‘Then change the destination of that power.’

No matter how powerful you are, it doesn’t matter if you get hit.

If it is a linear force that cannot be completely stopped –

bang!

Just change the orbit.

Hold the magic sword upside down, time it just right, twist your body slightly, and throw the great sword blade to the side.

The corners of Master’s mouth went up when he saw that.

“Ugh!”

“Irim, I blocked you once before. From now on, all of the puppeteer’s movements will be movements we have already seen.”

Certainly, whether it is Gilbertian’s dagger or the Puppet Master’s great sword, the blade flies is the same.

Unless you ignorantly block it from the front, the only difference is its length and the force it carries.

In the end, they are just movements that can occur in the human form.

The puppeteer’s sword is not even the fearsome swordsmanship of experts who force you to make choices; it is simply an attack drunk on power, unlike enemies with whom you have fought numerous battles in real combat.

‘okay. This puppeteer is just a beginner.’

The difference between me and my partner.

The reason why I didn’t approach the other person hastily until now was because there was a sharp magical power that felt like it would tear my skin just a moment ago.

Excluding that, the puppeteer is a beginner who has not had much experience in fighting, and it is not even a question of difference in talent.

On the other hand, I am a soul sufferer who has lost and learned many battles.

Having been stabbed to death by the same attack several times, I am not an idiot and naturally fight by predicting my opponent’s movements to some extent.

“Keep in mind. You didn’t let the past five years go by. Furthermore, I was not raised to be weak enough to let a fool who only had that kind of power kill me.”

“I think so.”

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It reminded me of old times.

When the battle got longer, Master, who wasn’t even a teacher at the time, chose an opponent for me, who was following behind, and told me to fight until he killed me.

[Do you see the guy with the flag tied to his back? Kill that guy.]

[I’ve already been killed by that guy 4 times?]

[If you have already died 4 times, it will be the same whether you died 10 or 20 times. Okay, try to kill it within 20 attempts from now on. If so, please make me my disciple.]

That’s what I said at first too.

In the end, on my 8th life, I memorized the attacks of the opponent, a demon centurion or something, and completely killed him.

Then, Master had the cold expression on his face that he always had at the time, but when he saw me come back with the head of a demon, he said as if he was surprised.

[It’s quite fast. How did you do it?]

[I just kept getting beaten to death, so there was just one opening. The moment my breathing becomes light, there are times when I swing my ax twice, perhaps out of habit, in an attempt to shake off the opponent. He went in through that gap and stabbed him to death.]

[… At first, you were just trying to get rid of it, but were you not afraid of death? As death approaches, taking one step further is not an easy decision.]

[It’s scary. But isn’t it the same whether you die hiding or fighting? At most, I can only live for about an hour. But it was so unfair to sit still and be killed. The guy who wants to take my life is approaching me and I say, ‘Take it.’ And sticking out my neck doesn’t suit my temperament. Why are you taking my life away? I have no intention of letting you take it kindly. Anyone who wants to rob someone must think that the same thing can happen to them.]

The teacher at that time considered me for something for a long time and eventually gave me permission.

[That makes sense. Good, because a promise is a promise. However, I cannot teach you the real sword techniques that I know. I can only teach you how to kill your opponent. And I am not a good teacher. If you find a better person later, leave.]

[That is enough. Rather, there is nothing more desperate than that.]

From then on, I followed my teacher for five years, observing and following his methods of killing enemies.

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“On the topic of hastily prepared pieces of meat at best!!!”

The fight with the puppeteer continued as it was, 1:1.

bang! bang! Quaaaang!

As time passed, its movements became no longer threatening at all.

The great sword swings a strong attack every time, but instead of backing away from the front, the sword bounces away with a narrow margin.

Now I’m completely inside the guy.

I memorized everything. And figured it out.

Although his magical power may have been extremely strong, he was ultimately a beginner.

The magical blade-like phenomenon that cuts through one’s skin just by approaching it has now disappeared, as it must have consumed a considerable amount of magical energy due to the discharge from earlier.

The most threatening thing is the magic spear from earlier, which is said to instantly activate magic without chanting, but even at that moment, only a preparatory action to gather magic power for at least one second is necessary.

“Ugh… Ground…”

Deep!

“Kaaagh!”

If he feels that his magic power is concentrated in one place, he will throw his magic sword at the part where the magic power is concentrated and make a hole in his body.

The wounds inflicted by the magic sword heal quickly, but the red magic power appears to be gradually fading as it seems to be consuming magic power as well.

“Kook! These sloppy failures!!!”

‘good. It’s a gap.’

In the end, the puppeteer got impatient and made the critical mistake of running backwards and losing his body balance, so he took advantage of the opportunity to launch himself and catch up. and-

‘Fighting is a matter of sense.’

Jump off the ground and rotate your body for a roundhouse kick.

puck!

Cheer up!

He swings the crossguard of the great sword with the top of his foot, causing the puppeteer to let go of the weapon.

The great sword fell and the puppeteer’s only weapon disappeared.

But it doesn’t stop there.

‘Suppression is quick. Destroys all functions used in combat.’

Immediately, he regains his balance, clings to the opponent, trips his leg, knocks him down, and stabs the magic sword into his arm joint.

Phew!

“Kaaak!”

I can hear the puppeteer’s screams, but it doesn’t stop.

Just put the magic sword on the other arm and break it by bending it in the opposite direction of the joint, and then hold the sword in the reverse direction again and break the leg in the same way.

Popping-

Quad Deuk-

Kwazijic-

thoroughly,

To the extent that it can be said to be somewhat cruel,

Thoroughly subdue your opponent.

Soon the puppeteer’s body changed into a state where all limbs fell off.

The arms and legs were completely removed, but the mana was completely gone as well, so it was unable to regenerate and only the torso and head remained, struggling.

However, considering that she was still alive without losing her mind, I thought it must have been a doll that cost a lot of money.

‘after. Is it over?’

Since it uses magic, I tried very hard to carefully dismantle it just in case, but even after I did it, it was a little disgusting.

It was fortunate that there was no blood or smell or anything pouring out from inside.

The puppeteer screams as he sees his limbs dismantled in an instant.

“That’s ridiculous. It’s a body so sophisticated that it can’t be compared to the likes of you… I can’t lose like this!”

The teacher approaches the puppeteer, bends his knees, makes eye contact, and speaks.

“If you don’t have the knowledge to wield power, it’s just a toy. The decisive factor in deciding whether to win or lose is to look at the opponent, imagine, predict, and understand his habits. That child did not let countless deaths go in vain, but used them to become stronger. On the other hand, you don’t have the opportunity, the idea, or the talent to do it.”

‘You speak quite loudly.’

While I hacked up his body with a sword, Master stabbed several daggers into his heart.

Even with that appearance, the puppeteer didn’t die for a long time and gritted his teeth before asking the teacher.

“… Then what are you telling me to do?”

Master looked a little surprised at that. But I just don’t like that question.

“Do nothing. What are you asking? If you lose, you just lost. Never think of leaving your land again.”

As I was about to stab the doll in the neck with the magic sword, my teacher stopped me for a moment.

“Irim. Don’t be like that. I suddenly like the way you don’t give up and have a burning desire to improve. okay. Puppeteer, next time we meet, how about memorizing at least one sword technique? Good swordsmanship forces the opponent to make a choice. Those things are a weakness for that child.”

‘No, there’s nothing you can’t say, really.’

For me, I wish I would just die right away, but my teacher is teaching my enemy how to take revenge on me.

“No, is it okay for me to reveal my weaknesses that I don’t even know about? Master, do you want me, your student, to die? Seriously, what should I do the next time I come?”

‘I have no intention of meeting again, if possible. ‘Can’t we just live on our own land without causing harm to others?’

Master didn’t pay any attention to what I said, and the puppeteer looked at me with a stern expression.

“… What is your name?”

“Are you telling me I’m crazy?”

“That kid is Lee Rim. My name is Hwarim. I look forward to seeing you again next time.”

“No, really. I’m not allowed to give away personal information, right? I’m going crazy, really.”

“Irim… Hwarim… Irim… Hwarim…”

‘I’m so scared because it feels like I’m cursing.’

The puppeteer, who is left with only his upper body and neck, keeps chanting the name.

“Okay, I memorized it. I won’t lose next time. Additionally, I will make you pay for insulting me. I’ll show you that you’re wrong.”

“The desired sea. We won’t stop either.”

In the end, an unwanted revenge relationship was formed.

“Please don’t create strange rivalries on your own. I have no intention of doing that. Next time you come, deal with the teacher alone.”

Revenge only begets revenge.

‘Can’t we just say goodbye to each other neatly?’

“Then I have to send it to you now. Goodbye.”

Suddenly-

Soon, Master’s eyes completely disappeared as he completely decapitated the puppeteer with an escutcheon.

The body automatically burns and becomes incinerated.

It is a bonfire that is made much more luxurious than our bodies and costs an estimated 5,000 gold.

‘The puppet master will make the same body again. Or it could be more expensive.’

After all, it was nothing else but a promise of revenge made by the puppeteer, and I felt dirty thinking that it would definitely come true someday.

Then I look back and remember that our work is not yet finished.

“Ah, that’s right. Where did this guy go?”

I thought of goat legs, so I hurriedly looked around and saw Deshade sitting on goat legs.

“Ah. Have you finished everything?”

Shin, who had not seen a single piece of armor until the fight with the puppeteer was over, had already arrived.

“… Safely. Still, it does have a role. I thought he was a god… because he only talks big and doesn’t do anything.

Shin seemed unfazed by my slightly mocking words and began to say what he wanted to say.

“This is enough. But a little problem arose.”

“What is it?”

“You have to make a choice. I was waiting to ask you.”

“Choice? What do you mean?”

Deshade continues speaking while holding a glass bottle in one hand and pointing to Astesia with the other.

“If you save that succubus, the devil will descend, but if you kill it, the devil will not descend. You have to choose one of the two.”