episode_0111

“Dakia-style Oui.”

Tran Silvia’s hand adjusted Dakia’s posture.

His momentum had clearly changed.

The power he exuded increased as he deliberately pretended to be sloppy.

A realization that surpassed the limits of the swordsmanship was evident at the tip of his blade.

This caused Yerina’s eyes to widen.

She had thought of him as a mere bloodsucker.

She had thought he had honed a weak sword using the power of time through his body, but she had never dreamed that he had shattered the barrier of talent through his long efforts.

“Although Dakia’s dream Oui is not, this is also a path I created. It is not fake! It is another Oui!”

If he wanted to provoke the Frost Lord and reveal the true power of the Frost style, there was no way he could do it with a mediocre sword.

He had to overwhelm her from the beginning with Oui.

As Tran Silvia took a step forward, the ground cracked and split open.

“Iron Blood Storm Thrust!”

Swish!

Tran Silvia’s sword created a dense wind formation that covered the entire area.

It was a technique that imitated Eugene’s Oui, but the essence was completely different.

While Eugene’s Iron Blood Storm Thrust sent out each sword energy straight and emitted an unavoidable net, Tran Silvia’s wind gathered one by one, influencing each other.

In the end, they intertwined, drawing an irregular and bizarre trajectory as they flew.

“Ugh!”

The tornado-like wind barely grazed Yerina, shattering the carriage behind her into pieces.

Yerina was shocked, her mouth agape.

Tran Silvia smiled bitterly in disappointment.

“Indeed, Iron Blood Storm Thrust with my Oui is too much.”

He could imitate it somehow and send out an interesting sword strike, but for the number of times he swung the sword in a short period, the power was inadequate.

It seemed better to divide the strikes rather than trying to follow Eugene.

“Do not give her a chance!”

Yerina’s momentary hesitation at Dakia-style Oui was brief.

She immediately charged forward without a word.

She had already read that the efficiency of Iron Blood Storm Thrust was poor.

Tran Silvia continuously launched the Samyeon Thrust to block Yerina’s approach.

“To create such sharp winds with a sword? This is really not magic?!”

Although it was a confusing range and trajectory of a technique she had never seen before, Yerina roughly grasped the characteristics of Dakia-style Oui in a short time and countered it instinctively.

It was in the realm of instinct rather than reason.

The subsequent Iyeon Thrust.

Faster and more fierce, an invisible sword strike, but Yerina closed her eyes and focused on the sound and pressure, parrying both without any injuries.

“Oh? Truly worthy of being called a genius. I’m not sure if you are a superhuman yet.”

She had never seen a swordsman who could face unfamiliar swordsmanship and techniques so quickly and accurately.

It was something that required each sense to surpass its limits.

How could someone with such sensitive senses lead a normal life?

Tran Silvia pondered this question as he sheathed his sword.

Suddenly, Yerina had approached him right in front of his face.

“If you thought you could win before approaching, did you think you could block this as well with your boasting Frost style?”

“Huh?!”

At that moment, Tran Silvia’s body began to accelerate explosively.

Yerina’s iron shoes, gauntlets, and ring, which had switched to vertical defense in an instant, began to block Tran Silvia’s sword strikes.

Tran Silvia’s relentless strikes had no regularity or consistency.

Just like a beginner swinging a sword aimlessly, there was no sense of order to be found.

However, within that chaos.

Tran Silvia’s attacks were beautiful, smoothly combined and linked.

At first glance, it seemed like a random flurry of attacks, but it was not.

“How do I stop this?!”

Unable to stop it.

Although the speed of their bodies was similar, there was a stark difference in the skillfulness of their techniques.

Mistakes became more frequent, and the wounds from Tran Silvia’s sword that Yerina couldn’t properly block kept increasing.

Even if it was just a single strike that couldn’t be blocked, if it had been properly powered, Yerina would have suffered a fatal blow.

Tran Silvia was clearly looking down on her.

Mocking Yerina.

This made Yerina’s eyes narrow in anger.

“Haha! How about that! Do you want to experience the taste of centuries of sword history firsthand? I’ve never seen anyone block these attacks for so long! Oh, maybe you’re not really blocking since you’re getting hit half the time? Ahahaha! But you’re still avoiding vital spots and cutting, so you can still fight more!”

“This isn’t going to work…”

“What? Are you trying to give up? I haven’t tasted the true essence of Frost-style yet! Drag it out a little longer! Even a beast’s sword must have depth!”

“Let’s end this, killer.”

“Huh?”

Yerina let out a light sigh.

Her eyes had turned into those of a beast.

And the next moment.

Yerina disappeared in a flash.

“Huh? Huh? Huh?”

Lying in the grass.

Tran Silvia had to make a great effort to figure out her situation.

And soon, she heard the sound of someone approaching through the bushes.

“Damn bloodsucker. Because of you, I was delayed for an hour. I lost track of Alicia…”

“Haha.”

Yerina Frost was pacing back and forth in anger, her once elegant clothes torn and covered in blood.

She was not the queen of Pallana here, but a beast and a warrior.

“Round 2…!”

“Where to?”

Clang!

As she reached out to grab the sword she had dropped.

Yerina approached in a split second and stepped on Tran Silvia’s hand, crushing her bones.

Then Yerina’s sword tip touched Tran Silvia’s throat.

At this, Tran Silvia closed her eyes tightly.

“I lost.”

Defeat.

And a humiliating one at that.

There was no room for argument.

“Ha. I didn’t expect it to end like this.”

It was fine to recklessly attack when she heard that the king of Pallana was nearby during a moment of laziness.

In the end, she even managed to lead to a one-on-one duel with the king of Pallana she desired.

But Tran Silvia did not expect to lose to her.

She thought there was no one among the current generation who could be her match.

Tran Silvia had mastered all the forgotten sword techniques in history, able to counter any technique and penetrate any defense.

In addition, her body had been trained to the extreme with accumulated magical power.

Unless it was someone who had surpassed the limits of the sword and realized its essence, Tran Silvia could not be matched.

At least that’s what Tran Silvia believed.

But in the middle of it all, when Yerina exhaled.

And her eyes lost their human kindness and turned into those of a beast.

Her stance and atmosphere changed completely.

For the first few seconds, her speed was so fast that she couldn’t even be followed with the eyes.

And she ended up with her throat slashed.

As Yerina stopped her sword right in front of Tran Silvia’s throat and stepped back with a smirk.

It seemed like she was seeking revenge for what had happened earlier.

In the end, Tran Silvia had to use all her power.

Not just her normal power, but emergency power that tore her body apart.

Nevertheless, as Trancilvia, she could only passively respond to the fierce attack of the enraged Yerina.

She couldn’t hold on for more than an hour and eventually collapsed.

Her body had reached its limit.

“Was she not just a beastly woman, but a beast itself…”

“Shut up. I didn’t expect to show such a pathetic sight just to deal with one measly bloodsucker. Tsk.”

“Pathetic! She was incredibly beautiful! A wolf dancing with a sword!”

“Shut your mouth. Before I tear it apart.”

Yerina, as if embarrassed, covered her torn clothes with her arms.

At that sight, Trancilvia was convinced.

Beast Mode.

An ability that temporarily draws out the primal power of a humanoid.

A rare talent that only appears in some humanoids.

She had always thought of it as a legendary ability, but seeing it firsthand, she couldn’t help but believe it.

‘No wonder I lost!’

A superhuman who is born once every thousand years.

That was Yerina.

She hadn’t even realized her full potential yet, and her swordsmanship was still unrefined.

Already, she was physically strong in a brute way.

If she mastered the skills as well, it was exciting to think about who she would surpass in the future.

But that was for later.

Trancilvia had to survive here to see that future.

“I’ve wasted my time! Are you ready to pay the price for it?”

“Grr, Gah! Gah!”

Squelch.

Yerina straddled Trancilvia and choked his neck.

Yerina had to restrain the impulse to twist his neck as it was.

A lot of time had passed, and the residual magic had almost disappeared.

Chasing Alicia with just the residual magic was now impossible.

And in an hour, Alicia, who could use wind magic, would have been far enough away to not be chased.

He missed her because of this killer.

Alicia too.

Eugene too.

Thinking about it made his head boil with anger, wanting to kill this guy.

“No matter how you think about it, it’s unfair. Pay the price with your body, murderer.”

“Grr?”

“From now on, you’re mine. My sword and my slave. I’m chasing a rabbit and a man. From now on, you have to help me chase them.”

It’s unfair.

Because of this guy, he missed Eugene, so he has to use this guy to chase Eugene.

Yerina, grinding her teeth, placed her hand on Trancilvia’s heart and cast a spell.

The frosty chill spread out like ice, and a slave contract was drawn inside Trancilvia’s heart.

Now, it would take effect as soon as Trancilvia agreed.

Of course, Trancilvia would never agree willingly.

She had to force her to agree, even if she had to resort to violence.

At that thought, as Yerina clenched her fist.

“If you don’t accept, I’ll kill you…!”

“Fine! I love it!”

“…?”

With a sinister laugh, Trancilvia completed the slave contract.

“The sea I desired!!!”

Wasn’t this a chance to closely observe the superhuman’s sword?

If she could taste that ecstasy, being a slave or whatever was fine.

Her curiosity about the sword overcame Trancilvia’s pride.