episode_0068

A battle between a real sword and a wooden stick.

In general, there is no such thing as a wooden stick winning.

If the person holding the wooden stick is a sword expert, things are different.

Sword Expert is the previous step toward becoming a Sword Master.

Although there is a huge gap between a sword master and a sword expert, it is only relative.

The level of sword expert was so small that even if you searched across the country, there were only a few.

The difference between them and other realms was their imagery.

Imagery is a part of the road to the transcendent.

A sword master knows how to handle it perfectly.

The sword expert realized its shortcomings.

But just by realizing that convenience.

Humans gain the power to overcome the limitations of the species.

Wow!

The wooden stick and the real sword collide.

The wooden stick, which looked like it was about to break, was not enough to take the real sword head-on and was pushed away.

The face of a woman who looks quite embarrassed.

“Are you out of your mind?”

Because he was embarrassed, he immediately hit the woman who saw an opportunity.

The woman’s body flew far away and swept the floor.

A situation that happened in an instant.

The knights looked as if they could not understand the current situation.

The same goes for women.

“Didn’t I tell you that? You’re not even at the level where I can wield a sword. How long are you going to keep doing this? Have you already given up?”

“… I didn’t open it.”

The woman stands up again.

The woman’s eyes still did not die.

What is different from before is the degree to which I recognize that my position and my power are beyond imagination.

I felt the momentum that I would never let down my guard like I did just now.

‘Even if I recognized it, nothing would change.’

His attitude of quickly changing his attitude was worthy of recognition.

I spoke to the woman who was looking at me with her body extremely tense.

“Now I can give you some fun.”

“… ”

The woman raised her sword without answering.

I bobbed my head to mean to come.

“Let’s have some fun.”

***

Wedge!

In an instant, the woman, Rosar, swung her sword with acceleration.

Even for those who are skilled with swords, it is a clean blow.

The rhythm and breathing contained in the sword.

Even the flow that made it up was absolutely perfect.

However, the person in front of her just stared at the sword strike with boredom.

A person swings a stick.

The stick, which seemed to crumble with even the slightest force, slowly split the air.

Compared to the woman’s sword strike, it is a slow and infinitely shabby strike that pierces through the gap in the woman’s strike.

As a result, the woman’s posture completely collapsed.

The woman immediately took her stance again and swung roughly.

The cold, crude, and raw swordsmanship of the North is fully captured and once again turns to the character at high speed. Once again, the figure swings the sword.

This time, it seemed like he was trying to take it from the front.

However, the woman did not back down and swung strongly.

Even if you block it, it forcefully breaks through.

It was a sword with such force.

The woman’s judgment cannot be considered wrong, but there was a fact that was overlooked.

The being in front of you is the existence right in front of you, a transcendent being called the Sword Master.

Although he is not a sword master who has achieved true transcendence.

A sword expert is a being who is nearing the end and has already surpassed the limits of what it means to be human.

Wow!

A collision occurs once again.

However, contrary to the woman’s dark intentions, it is blocked too easily.

Because the opponent is stronger?

It wasn’t.

The woman knew.

The existence in front of me doesn’t give me much power.

Rather, compared to the strength she is currently giving, she is holding it so weakly that it is shabby.

But how can we prevent it from being taken head on?

The woman couldn’t understand.

It felt as if common sense was not used.

I even felt strange.

However, she was not one to back down from here.

After retrieving the sword, she took a breath.

And this time, he performed a different sword technique.

A quick sword moves at high speed.

A swift sword moves at such a speed that you can’t even hear the sound of cutting the air, cutting the person in front of you into two pieces.

The person swings the sword again at a slow pace.

This time the sword touches.

The woman thought so.

It didn’t take long to realize that it was an illusion.

This is because the sword swung by the person in front of her had already touched her body.

As the character pushes away the stick that touched the woman’s right shoulder at an angle, her posture collapses before the sword reaches her.

The swift swing of the sword split the air.

When swinging a sword, even the slightest interference causes the posture to collapse, leading to a fatal blow. However, the person did not attack even when there was a big gap.

It’s as if he’s shouting to show more.

It can be said to be a disgrace to the prosecutor.

That was only as long as the opponent had to be of a certain level.

To the woman, the existence in front of her was beyond overwhelming and was close to the unknown.

It feels like looking into the unknown, so deep that the end is unknown, like the ocean.

No matter how high the wall rises, you can at least feel where it is.

However, because the sea is an abyss where nothing can be seen, it was impossible to even guess where the end was.

That’s why the woman even felt afraid of the person in front of her.

Because facing an abyss of unknown depth and something huge would be something that anyone would be afraid of.

The woman, Rozar, was madly afraid.

but.

She couldn’t give up.

There was no grand reason.

For the simple reason of wanting to give the being in front of me a shot.

She tried to overcome her fear and move.

“Phew… ”

Rozar picked up his fallen body.

I grabbed the sword once again and slowly exhaled.

The momentum changed with the atmosphere surrounding her.

As if preparing for the final blow.

Explosive magical power explodes around her.

The situation has gone beyond the point of simply being called a sparring match.

Other knights tried to stop him, but the figure stopped them.

The person, Kariel, smiled in satisfaction at the strength of the woman in front of him.

‘It should come out like that.’

Kariel was truly happy.

This is because I really liked the sight of her moving forward to give herself a shot.

‘But you use it well??’

The problem with swordsmanship that was clearly visible at a glance when watching the sparring earlier.

The swords he had were not in harmony, so his movements seemed awkward.

It’s still quite visible, but compared to the sparring with the knights earlier, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

‘But it’s still not enough.’

However, this did not change the fact that it was lacking and awkward.

The woman has not yet been able to define the sword for herself.

It may be good and anomalous right now, but as your level rises, you will become more aware of it.

How important it is to define your own sword.

Is it possible to combine the sword techniques you have and make it your own?

Or, it was up to the woman herself to decide whether to proceed in a way that no one could expect.

‘I give the direction.’

Kariel personally wished she had decided on the latter.

It’s not that the path others walk has no meaning, but it’s bound to get buried in the end.

If you create a new path, it will be remembered for a long time.

Moreover, no one knew that the current disadvantages might become advantages.

“So take a look. Your everything.”

Kariel held a wooden stick.

There may be no meaning to this act now.

We’ve only met for a few minutes and we don’t even have much to do with each other.

Still, the reason he does this is.

It was because of personal greed.

This is the desire for someone who has the potential to become even more outstanding and have a huge presence as a sword wielder.

Although I will not teach you directly, it is possible to suggest a path forward.

“Come.”

The woman moves at the same time as Kariel shouts.

The woman’s sword moved along with a huge wave of magical power.

Sparks fly and a huge pressure subsides.

In response to the woman’s attack, Kariel raises a wooden stick.

He expressed his imagery differently than before.

Ugh!

The sword’s name rings.

Clearly, what he was holding in his hand was a shabby wooden stick.

As long as it contained an image, it was no different from a sword.

And at this moment.

The wooden stick in his hand becomes his sword.

The image represents his will.

The image representing Kariel’s will flowed through the wooden stick and became a sword.

A sight as if a miracle had occurred.

The woman even forgot that she was wielding a sword.

I looked at the image that Kariel had created.

This is the level that everyone who wields a sword wants to reach.

It existed before my eyes.

Kariel swung a wooden stick that became a sword.

Soon, it collided with the sword swing by Rozar.