episode_0149
by fnovelpia
“By the way, I knew it was reckless, but I didn’t think it would be this bad.“
Alex spoke to the sword blocking his way in front of the saintess.
A white light was leaking out from the sword aimed at the Holy Sword.
“It certainly seems to have gotten stronger…”
The atmosphere and mana felt were very different from when we first met.
But that’s about it.
‘Not as much as it seemed back then that people had changed.’
There was nothing overwhelming about Alex, like he was a completely different person.
The power that even broke Alex’s secret is not felt.
visor.
While he was estimating, the holy sword of the sword was pointed at Alex.
The sound of sharp metal clashing with Alex’s laughter was heard.
Alex was dumbfounded.
It was funny how we were in a situation where we could defend but couldn’t attack at all.
If only the Holy Sword’s Aesong wasn’t so vaguely strong, and if it had been as overwhelming as it was back then, it could have been an exciting fight.
He asked, glancing at Tress from the corner of his eye while fending off the sword attack.
“You’re not going to help me?”
No answer came.
Alex clicked his tongue and continued to dodge, block, and deflect the heavy holy sword strikes.
It’s not that overwhelming.
But it’s not something that can be ignored.
“!”
Alex was pushed back by the shock.
The next moment, Alex saw a pure white sword flying in.
Alex quickly charged his sword with mana.
I tried to resist the sword energy that was rushing in like that, but suddenly – the restriction engraved on my heart was activated.
Alex groaned in pain and barely managed to swing his sword.
Because of the princess’s magic, less than half of the usual amount of mana was collected.
The pure white aura of the sword was incompletely broken due to the severe lack of mana.
Irregularly broken pieces of black ink were embedded here and there in the ceiling and walls.
And here and there on Alex’s body.
“…Damn it. Princess, this damn bitch…”
He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.
Because of that damn dark oath, I was destined to die by that little brat. So there’s no such thing as a princess or anything.
The sword was surprised to see that the opponent was unable to properly block the sword energy that he had thought would be blocked.
Is it a mistake?
Did you let your guard down?
I don’t know why, but I know it’s an opportunity.
To protect Alana, the author had to be defeated now.
Carl lunged at Alex, who was bleeding everywhere.
Alex staggered and raised his sword again, facing the sword that was leaping forward and striking in an instant.
Kang-!
There was a tremendous noise.
It was more than just the sound of swords clashing; it was the sound of the mana emitted by high-level knights clashing.
The sword looked ahead.
There, instead of Alex, Tress was seen blocking the holy sword. She stood there blankly for a while, then intervened again.
The sword shouted with its sword facing each other.
“I believe.”
A starting word that brings out the power of the Holy Sword.
Alex flinched – startled.
It was surprising that he had been fighting without fully unleashing the power of the Holy Sword until now.
But it is even more so that it has become this strong.
The light of the holy sword literally burned.
And this time, you’re not alone.
“Don’t forget that there are saints too.”
“I know.”
Tress saw the saint chanting a prayer behind the sword.
A sacred aria flowed through her sweet voice.
The melody soon took on divine power and became powerful.
And that power was directed towards the owner of the holy sword.
A blessing delivered directly by the saint.
It is the power of heaven itself.
“Then help me quickly…”
“……”
Alex scolded her with a snicker.
As if to scold the situation for becoming much more difficult than expected.
Tress calmly examined the sword and the saintess, then closed her eyes.
“Divina Gladium.”
I heard it clearly.
Everyone heard the words that came out of Tress’s mouth.
But everyone, including the saint, Karl, and Alex, doubted their own ears.
That makes sense… Divina Gladium means Heavenly Sword Technique, and Heavenly Sword Technique is a sword technique that the knights of the sect learn.
“6th Clades Day.”
This is a technique of a high-ranking knight that seems to express the glory of the Lord through swordsmanship.
“!?”
In an instant, mana was released like a flash around Tress.
A flurry of swords swinging in all directions.
Light collided with light.
The light of the holy sword that came out to swallow magic seemed to be bewildered by the unexpected nature of mana.
The sword was pushed far away by the wave of light.
“This, this is…”
“I don’t have any feelings.”
Carl looked at Tress.
She was still staring at the knife with calm… no, creepily cold eyes.
I know the Guardians are formidable opponents.
However, I only know that he is a member of the royal family and a knight who blossomed in the darkness.
Heavenly Sword Technique, a sword technique that only upper-class paladins can handle.
I had no idea about this.
“Carl Mayner.”
Tress’s footsteps turned towards Karl.
“You die here.”
It was an oppressive feeling that even gave off a creepy feeling.
*
I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even speak.
Not just the knife, but everyone.
In particular, Saint Alana instinctively knew that this situation was very serious.
I didn’t expect this kind of counter from her and the sword, who were nothing less than the embodiment of divine power.
‘The swordsmanship of the religious order, what is this…’
The saint who obtained the halo thought of it as an intelligence and cleverness that went beyond the limits.
The vast world she saw while staying at the church, the celestial powers within the church.
It was different from what I had seen in the small well called Colony Island.
There was a reason why her eyes seemed to lack a knife for so long.
That’s why she pushed the sword and worked hard for Sung Hoon herself.
‘Plus, the delicacy of that Heavenly Sword just now… It’s at the level of a captain. Only someone of Sir Nathan’s level could have implemented it in that way.’
There is no way that the cursed royal dog could use divine powers.
So, the Guardian Knight’s Heavenly Sword Technique contained mana instead of divine power.
However, the sword’s perfection was close to perfection, with an incredible sense and fighting spirit.
“……”
Can’t win.
Alana thought.
It was a judgment as a saint.
The wisdom of God concluded so.
“Dark Knight, who are you?”
Alana asked beside the bewildered Carl.
And without giving the sword a chance to stop, he took a step forward.
The Guardian replied as if he was puzzled.
“The third guardian, Tress.”
“What is the name Blair de Dahlia?”
“…is just a meaningless name.”
After answering like that, he came over, sweeping his messy hair back.
“How can you, a slave to evil, wield such a sword… Are you really denying your own will by saying it is meaningless?!”
“……”
Alana’s body trembled and her heartbeat quickened.
I was angry at the fact that someone with such a glorious sword was living in darkness.
Even more so for the royal family that created this tragedy.
“My will is solely that of Her Highness the Princess. To protect her. That is the reason for my existence.”
Tress’s sword was pointed at Alana.
“Get out of the way. The guy behind you needs to be taken out. You’re next-”
Tress said blandly.
“Saint, you will be captured and taken away.”
*
The royal killer.
The alias of the third guardian, Tress.
It was brutal because it was true to its simple purpose of cutting down the dark enemy with brute force and efficiency.
A tasteless killer… This is the Tress that Alex knows.
I know it well because I was the second guardian.
‘Oh my. This successor is much more interesting.’
Alex quickly straightened up from his staggering state and looked at Tress.
Blair de Dahlia.
A knight representing the Kingdom of Primira.
In reality, he is the successor to the imperial family.
The black sword shown earlier was probably the one learned before the succession.
Maybe he’s from the Holy Knights.
This ‘Tress’ with its unique background will definitely be a hindrance when taking the princess.
“I wish you had helped me earlier. But…you left the saint alive?”
Alex wanted to fight Guardian Tress right now, but he held back for later.
And he asked quietly, hiding the cunning intention in his heart.
“This woman will be helpful. She is worth a hostage.”
“You will witness the killing of the master of the holy sword?”
Besides, it was obvious that he would brag in front of the princess.
So wouldn’t it be better to kill them together? Alex suggested.
“There are no secrets in front of Her Highness the Princess.”
“?”
“I will kill Karl Maynor and tell His Majesty the truth. I will accept all of His Majesty’s anger and rebuke.”
Alex shrugged.
“Okay, do what you want. But can you just say that I stopped you?”
I didn’t want to get out of favor with the princess just yet.
Because I plan to be loyal like a dog until the princess completely trusts me, not to mention suspecting me.
At that moment, the sword gritted its teeth and shouted.
“Let’s listen, let’s listen. These kids… There’s a limit to looking down on them!”
“Ah. It’s not over yet.”
The sword was momentarily confused, but did not collapse.
He still charged forward with reckless momentum.
visor-
Alex stepped back again.
Since it won’t help anyway, I’ll leave it to Tress.
Tress blocked the sword’s greatsword with a graceful movement.
Again, he spoke in a low voice.
“Carl Mayner, you are definitely strong.”
It is a dry voice without any emotion or agitation.
“You will become stronger in the future.”
“Tsk!”
That’s why it was more terrifying.
“You said you met my husband too? You said he was weaker than I thought.”
Every single attack was fatal.
Carl felt a tremendous amount of tension and was barely able to block the attack.
“How much did he treat you and how many times did I kill you until now?”
“…!”
“Goodbye.”
The sword snapped and turned its body.
Phew-
A sword aimed squarely at the heart.
Tres’ sword was stuck in the sword.
Fortunately, it was in the shoulder blade and not the heart.
It was an instinctive movement.
The struggle of talent to survive.
But the fact remains that the decision has been made.
“Ugh…!”
I can feel the hot blood flowing.
Carl swung his sword, groaning, and aimed for a counter.
Tress slightly distanced herself.
“They say there are many flowers in the world that wither before they bloom.”
Now that I think about it, it was the first time.
Such a fatal attack was encountered while fighting the Guardian Knight.
A brutal and efficient swordsmanship to take a life.
I realized how well I had been fighting until now.
Tress raised her arms.
Her sword seemed ready to burst forth at any moment.
Carl let out a rough breath and glared at the sword.
“No!”
Alana shouted urgently.
Tress looked with cold eyes at the place where the saint’s voice had come from.
The saint was holding a sword.
It’s a sword I’ve never seen before.
Karl also turned his head and faced the sight.
A sword is a sword that knows.
“Alana…”
Yeah, yeah-
The sword Alana was holding with difficulty flashed with a sound.
This too, Karl knew.
What happens when the light stops?
Because it is a black relic, and the sword is also a sword that has been used once.
“Looks like it’s difficult.”
A friendly voice was heard.
A man walked out of the light.
The man took the sword Alana was holding and held it.
“Even a saint would have a hard time supporting such an independent action.”
“…I’m sorry, Sir Nathan.”
“And Lord Maynor, I didn’t know you would bring the saintess to such a dangerous place. I’m really disappointed.”
“No!”
Nathan was the youngest leader of the Holy Knights.
Alana waved her hand as the gaze from under her brown bangs glared at her sword as if reproaching her.
“Me, me! I brought the knife.”
“The saintess…?”
“I was worried that the princess would let her guard down if I had a sword with me… I wanted to end the war somehow…”
Alana was bad at lying.
Nathan closed his eyes for a moment, then sighed deeply and said.
“Anyway, I have to get out of here.”
Then he saw the Guardian Knight standing in front of the sword that was holding his shoulder.
“Because I can’t lose the owner of the Holy Sword.”
“……”
Alana couldn’t raise her head.
I brought Nathan’s sword just in case, because I hid the fact that I could bring him back through the sword, which was a holy relic.
That is, he cheated on the sword.
“You didn’t trust me…”
Carl muttered, holding his shoulder, which was bleeding profusely.
The pain I felt in my shoulder right now was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
And Alana’s heart also seemed to break as she heard his sad voice.
Still, there’s nothing I can do.
Because Alana had to save Carl.
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