episode_0139

The Duke, who was being led into the depths of the palace by his knight escort,

He had been having a headache from the series of incidents that had occurred one after another.

‘The palace was attacked?’

In fact, this did not cause much of a shock to the emperor.

There is a limit to how much the liver can stick out of the stomach, but this is way over the line.

This place is not called the palace for nothing.

Also, empires that reign over vast lands were not founded by luck.

Although it’s a bit disappointing compared to Camilla, there are three knights called Sword Masters.

There are five archmages capable of using 5 circles or more within a short distance from the palace.

In short, it means that there is no way to break through unless the Demon King’s army invades.

Isn’t one of the knights guarding you right now a Sword Master?

The commander of the Black Lion Knights is also there to help suppress the situation and evacuate the nobles.

The raid wasn’t a big deal.

So why is Duke having such a headache?

‘… It was clearly nonsense.’

The problem was none other than Cheonharang, who exercised the power of the royal family.

People are born into this world with different talents in their hands.

And that talent isn’t just about being smart or something.

There was also something called unique magic.

A further step forward from that concept is authority.

Power is not something that you are born with by luck like unique magic, but something that you have to accumulate a kind of ‘karma’ to be able to use.

For example, in yellow language,

If you accumulate the ‘karma’ of becoming an emperor or crown prince, you will obtain the power called Hwang-eon.

If I were to explain in more detail, I would have to talk about religious issues and lineage, so I will skip him.

Yes, this is common sense.

A common sense that existed before the church grew to its full size and before the empire was founded.

However, there were those who denied this common sense as if it were obvious.

‘With the world.’

I simply thought the ability was amazing and was interested in connecting it with my son.

He was a person who should be treated more seriously than expected.

“Tsk… I buttoned the first button wrong.”

If I had known this would happen, I should have approached it more carefully.

No.

How could you have known this would happen? It was an accident. A truly unfortunate accident.

If she had her mind set on it, she could use the Yellow Emperor to shake the foundations of the empire, and even within the empire, factions would be divided and fight to the point of shedding blood.

“…”

For now, I just have to ask,

I hope she isn’t offended by my actions.

The emperor, who was praying in his heart and thinking about how to develop his relationship with Cheonharang in a positive way, suddenly stopped in his tracks at the sound of an explosion.

-thud!

The screams of people following behind and the sound of something collapsing.

Duke felt cold sweat running down his back.

* * *

The anonymous man took off his white jacket and folded it neatly on the floor.

Soon he closes his eyes while holding the wooden sword.

The posture changes and the legs spread apart.

The muscles in the hind legs swell and bend as if they are going to burst.

Likewise, place your right arm back and facing the sky.

He stretches his left arm forward to correct his center of gravity, which has collapsed due to being thrown backwards.

“Use-”

The continuous use of internal energy,

The internal energy contained in the nameless danjeon spread throughout my entire body as if imitating me.

“After… .”

It stops at a specific location.

“… That’s pretty good.”

I opened my eyes narrowly and looked at the anonymous figure, letting out my honest feelings.

Now is the time to fulfill your duty as a teacher.

If you use your internal energy in the wrong posture or in the wrong way, your body will be damaged.

Shouldn’t we prevent unfortunate events in advance?

“Hmm… ?”

As I was looking at the anonymous posture with that thought in mind, a strange feeling suddenly occurred to me.

The way anonymous people practice optimism was a little different from mine.

The secret of the divine swordsmanship I use.

Not to protect one’s own body, but only to kill the opponent.

It is literally a sword technique for killing with one blow.

There’s nothing I can do about it, the Shinsal Sword Technique was born from my hatred in the first place.

But Anonymous was a little different.

It is clear that this is an extreme stance like mine, but it has not changed.

“Are you trying to brag about how much energy you have… .”

Should I say that I changed the way I use my internal energy a little?

Rather than building up internal energy and compressing the muscles to add weight while rotating the body, he inflated them as if he were bursting at the seams like Lucius or Camilla.

Because of that, a huge, silent wind blew around the nameless one,

“… What is that?”

“Do you understand…?”

Even though it was a rather urgent situation where the palace was attacked, the people in the hall were just blankly staring at the nameless

I just looked at the mysterious and beautiful scenery.

“Um.”

He continued his thoughts, rubbing his chin slightly.

Of course, if you are anonymous, it wouldn’t be too much for you to follow me.

Why do we have to operate in that way?

Are you doing this simply to show off how much internal energy you have?

Hmm, well.

He shrugged slightly.

“It doesn’t matter.”

No matter what Anonymous does, it is his own mind.

Moreover, since it was not something that could cause bodily harm, no sanctions were necessarily imposed.

Rather, it might be better to do it that way because it puts less burden on the body?

I thought about this and that for a moment,

The center of gravity, which is shifted backwards by the nameless person, is transmitted to the front feet at the same time as the waist is bent.

Roll your feet in that position to add speed and weight,

He slashes the sword that was pointed at the sky beyond the palace ceiling down to the floor below.

Nameless-Shin-Sal-Geom-Beop (God-Slaying Sword Technique) 1st Form: Falling Heaven

“Get away.”

-thud!

There is a noise generated by the wooden sword hitting the marble floor,

After a moment of silence.

“Ugh, eww! Run away!”

“What is that…!”

The soot-filled waves above the sword began to scatter as they were shocked,

Soon the ceiling of the banquet hall began to collapse, cracking the sky beyond.

It reached.

I smiled in satisfaction and clapped my hands.

“That’s really great.”

Although it was a little different from mine, this too was a downfall.

The sky is falling.

* * *

A large line appears in the sky and gradually begins to spread out.

To heal the wounds on his body,

The sky begins to suck in everything around it.

A huge typhoon is coming,

The ceiling collapses after him, sending debris flying into the sky.

Were people afraid that they too might become victims of that tragedy?

“Get out of my way!”

Pushing each other,

I moved my feet frantically, trying to get out of this place even a little.

Those who had already stormed the palace were not even on their radar.

Perhaps that is to be expected.

Even if a criminal with a knife is chasing you from behind,

After that, various natural disasters, like typhoons, hit him.

A person in his right mind would run away from a natural disaster, not from a villain.

No, in fact, the villain is probably running away too.

“Um… .”

The situation unfolding before my eyes was exactly like that.

The knights and the villains who were suppressing the attack, no,

Everyone in the hall is running away from the falling sky.

If I continue to eat grass, I don’t know,

Anyway, the sky will return to its place soon… .

Knowing that fact, I shook my head slightly and looked at the nameless person.

“Nameless, what on earth were you trying to do?”

He let out a deep sigh as he held Mu-myeong in his arms, who had collapsed on the floor as a result of the aftereffects of using the rather large technique called Nakcheon.

No matter how much I asked, there was no answer from the anonymous person.

“…”

The return is a regular, audible, colorful-sniffing sound,

And all that was visible was the nameless chest rising and falling as if asleep.

“Ugh… .”

If you had just told me why you did this to me, I would have been able to cope more easily after I collapsed.

When the person involved actually collapsed,

I can’t do anything for fear that I might ruin the plan that Anonymous had in mind.

I raised my head slightly and looked around to ask for help.

The spies who carried out the attack and the children of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were mixed in among them.

Surely those kids would know something.

“Three Swords”

“Meet the Heavenly Horse.”

At my call, one of the people mingling among the crowd comes and bows his head.

The man with red hair, I know him well.

“Jack.”

“Yes, Heavenly Horse.”

When I called his name, Jack slowly raised his head and looked at me.

… Did she cry again? Why are her eyes red?

But the corners of his lips are turned up, which feels incongruous with saying he cried sadly.

Hmm, well.

It’s not important.

“Did you hear anything from Anonymous about what to do after this?”

I tilted my head and asked,

Jack opened his mouth with a confident expression, as if he had heard something.

“None.”

hmm?

“… not there?”

When I asked back with a bewildered expression,

Only then did Jack let out an ‘ah’ sound and continue speaking.

“We tried to return without leaving any traces of ourselves, except for the Academy’s spy and his party.”

“… Hmm.”

Even if you say that, I don’t know.

He frowned, let out a deep sigh, and continued speaking.

“… Haven’t you heard anything?”

“I heard something… .”

I should have told you this earlier.

“What is that?”

I squinted my eyes and urged him to answer.

Jack, who had been biting his lip for a moment, opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Whatever Cheonma is doing, he said not to interfere.”

… I wonder what you want me to do.