Chapter Index

    Dietrich grabbed his longsword and looked around.

    “Th, this is…!”

    A hemisphere surrounding all sides like round glass.

    The outside was stained with dull gray, looking as if it had lost its life.

    On the other hand, the inside was the same as before. It was a park, full of spring flowers, brimming with life.

    He immediately recognized it.

    “A barrier spell?”

    “Correct.”

    Dietrich’s eyes widened as if tearing at the Mystic’s answer.

    “…!”

    Is that even possible?

    Barrier magic is difficult. Moreover, it devours an enormous amount of magic power.

    But that robe barbarian omitted the incantation and deployed the barrier magic with just a flick of his finger.

    This means he received a top-tier engraving or is a considerably high-ranking wizard.

    Dietrich’s doubt deepened even further.

    ‘Why have I never heard of this man’s name before?’

    And.

    What on earth does such a great magician want to ask that he brought me to a place like this?

    “But the magic is a bit… drab and dark.”

    TS Sca muttered with her arms crossed.

    The Mystic’s expression, which had been wearing a sinister smile, became awkward.

    “Suddenly?”

    “Isn’t it? It feels a bit evil? The magic power feels unpleasant.”

    “I did all this for you, and you’re picking a fight like this? Boobs, I’ll be very disappointed if you do this.”

    The two started bickering again.

    At that moment.

    The middle-aged Sca stepped in instead.

    “The reason we called you here is simple. If you answer a few questions, we’ll send you back as you are.”

    “What are you curious about?”

    Dietrich asked in a polite tone.

    The middle-aged Sca looked at the third.

    The wolf beastman Sca moved his lips.

    Hundreds of questions swirled in his head.

    But he soon realized.

    The Dietrich in front of him is different from the person he knew.

    In the first place, he didn’t come to the Maze City this quickly.

    The Dietrich he knew wandered around every corner of the Eastern Union for several years with his mercenary group.

    Since his actions are different, his experiences must be different too.

    If the experiences are different, it was difficult to see him as the same person.

    If so.

    My question is meaningless.

    While the wolf beastman was agonizing, Ryu-shin Jeong stepped forward.

    “You seem to be very interested in the red bead, I’m curious about the reason.”

    Dietrich’s face hardened.

    The Mystic looked into Dietrich’s eyes and gave a deep smile.

    “Hehe. The youngest hit the nail on the head.”

    Dietrich raised his longsword and took a defensive stance.

    “I cannot answer.”

    A majestic magic power surged from the Mystic’s hand.

    “Then you’ll have to get hit. I didn’t like your face anyway, so this works out.”

    The wolf beastman Sca took a step forward.

    “I’ll fight him.”

    The Mystic looked at the wolf guy’s face, shrugged his shoulders, and stepped back.

    “Do as you please, Third.”

    As the ‘Sca’s’ stepped back, the wolf beastman and Dietrich faced each other in the middle of the barrier.

    Worry was fleeting as Ryu-shin Jeong’s eyes flashed.

    ‘This is an opportunity.’

    A chance to expand the diversity of Sacred Weapons.

    Like the Snow Bringer he showcased in his fight against Johannes, he believed there would be something inspiring in this battle.

    The wolf beastman Sca loosened his body and took a step forward.

    Dietrich remained still with his sword drawn, but his eyes quickly scanned the ‘Sca’s’.

    The Mystic immediately understood Dietrich’s psychology and waved his hand.

    “You little punk, looking around… I won’t interfere.”

    Instead of answering, Dietrich turned his head and looked at the middle-aged Sca.

    “Can you keep that promise?”

    The middle-aged Sca gave a bitter smile.

    “Since the second said it, I won’t interfere.”

    The Mystic stared blankly at the middle-aged Sca.

    “No… First brother, I was going to interfere.”

    A subtle silence briefly swept through the inside of the barrier.

    “…”

    TS Sca poked the Mystic in the side.

    “Hey, just stay still. Do you think Third will lose?”

    The Mystic frowned and sighed deeply.

    “Hoo. It’s not like I came here to duel. This is the room of truth… Okay, I understand.”

    “I’m going.”

    The wolf Sca spat out just one word and slowly walked towards Dietrich.

    “…”

    Dietrich raised his sword without answering.

    White light overflowed and bloomed from Dietrich’s sword.

    Ryu-shin Jeong’s eyes widened.

    Aura Blade.

    TS Sca, who had approached him before he knew it, sparkled her eyes.

    “Ah! That’s it. White Caliburn engraving.”

    White Caliburn?

    What kind of overpowered engraving is that?

    He already knew that another Aura Blade existed.

    Darmong had mentioned it in passing when he obtained the old Sacred Weapon engraving.

    TS Sca glanced at Ryu-shin Jeong’s face and continued.

    “White Caliburn is a decent engraving among the Aura Blade engravings. When drawing aura from the sword, it increases the wielder’s physical abilities, especially defense and agility. Moreover, like the Aura Blade, it can attack ethereal beings and guarantees a certain level of cutting power. Of course, the attack range also widens.”

    “Can it cut through even steel and stuff?”

    “Maybe if the engraving grows?”

    Ryu-shin Jeong swallowed hard.

    It’s tempting.

    Aura Blade is romantic.

    “Still, I like the Sacred Weapon the youngest has more.”

    Suddenly?

    You don’t have to force yourself to comfort me.

    TS Sca smiled and patted Ryu-shin Jeong on the back.

    “Youngest, I want to explain it to you in detail, but watch the battle first. That will be more helpful.”

    Ryu-shin Jeong watched the two men with a dubious expression.

    Honestly, he was very curious.

    How will the wolf beastman overcome the reach difference between the sword and the fist?

    Reality is not a game.

    Unless he has a really overpowered engraving.

    It was difficult to overcome the difference in size and reach.

    The wolf beastman Sca, who had approached Dietrich, slowly raised his foot.

    Dietrich frowned and raised his sword.

    ‘What is it?’

    It was the beginning of the fight, but Dietrich couldn’t recklessly launch an offensive. Because he doesn’t know what the wolf beastman’s ability is.

    The wolf beastman Sca, who had grasped the situation, smiled and stepped on the floor.

    KWAHHHHHHHH!!!

    His foot shattered the floor, creating a small crater.

    Dust and gravel exploded and soared into the air.

    Dietrich lost his balance and staggered for a moment.

    It was a fleeting moment, but the wolf beastman immediately made a fist and pushed his body in.

    A simple combo.

    One-two low kick.

    A lightning-fast jab struck Dietrich’s face.

    PAAAAAAA!!!

    Dietrich’s neck snapped upwards.

    “Keuheueueuk!!!”

    Dietrich groaned and twisted his body.

    WHOOOOOO!!!

    A straight punch brushed past his head.

    He dodged it, but he couldn’t avoid the low kick that followed.

    KWAAAANG!!!

    The wolf Sca’s leg struck Dietrich’s leg like a blunt weapon.

    DEUDEUK!!!

    The thigh part of the plate armor slightly crumpled.

    It was an attack that would have torn the leg off an ordinary person.

    But Dietrich is also a superhuman.

    Thanks to the White Caliburn engraving effect, his defense soared while the Aura Blade was manifesting, so he did not easily back down.

    He immediately swung his longsword.

    Zuberkhau.

    SSWEHHHHHHHH!!!

    The technique of raising the sword above his head and cutting the opponent’s head with the front and back of the blade was repeated several times in an instant.

    But.

    As if the wolf Sca had already guessed it.

    He immediately lowered his body and threw a body blow.

    KWAAAANG!!! KWAAAANG!!! KWAAAANG!!!

    Three liver blows hit. Dietrich staggered and stepped back.

    Dietrich, grimacing, briefly looked down at his plate armor.

    The stomach area was terribly crumpled.

    ‘Terrifying.’

    If it weren’t for the top-quality mithril and adamantite ore plate armor and the power of White Caliburn, the internal organs would have been immediately damaged.

    Meanwhile.

    Ryu-shin Jeong watched the two men fight with sparkling eyes.

    Dietrich, who had been hit with a body blow, was slightly shaking his legs.

    A situation where he could clearly see who was superior.

    As expected.

    No matter how superhuman you are, if you get hit in the liver, you lose strength.

    “Yes! Third, that’s it! Oraoraora!!!”

    TS Sca, who was standing next to him, swung her fists excitedly.

    Of course, her boobs jiggled and bumped into Ryu-shin Jeong’s chest.

    Ryu-shin Jeong pretended not to notice and looked around.

    As if they were the ‘me’ from the same world, they had forgotten about the room of truth and were all watching the fight with exciting faces.

    Despite Dietrich’s disadvantage, the fight continued.

    Ryu-shin Jeong internally exclaimed.

    ‘Amazing.’

    Dietrich’s swordsmanship is really outstanding.

    He pours out sword strikes at a speed that is difficult to detect with the eyes, and he can only follow the afterimage of the aura.

    But.

    The wolf beastman seemed to have grasped all of Dietrich’s tricks and dodged all the sword strikes by a hair’s breadth.

    Dietrich glared.

    ‘Is this possible?!’

    Why is all of his attacks being read in advance?

    Did he receive an engraving that reads minds?!

    Kadeudeuk.

    Dietrich gritted his teeth and burned his eyes.

    ‘I won’t give up here!’

    The white aura grew even larger, and Dietrich’s movements became increasingly fierce.

    The fight gradually intensified.

    Dietrich’s lightning-fast sword strikes tore through the air.

    The wolf Sca’s fists and legs shattered the floor.

    Whenever sword and fist collided.

    Craters were carved here and there along with the sound of explosions.

    Ryu-shin Jeong admired the two men’s battle in the midst of flying stones and wind like a storm.

    ‘This is the fight of those who have leveled up.’

    At that time.

    The wolf Sca’s straight hit Dietrich’s face.

    PAAAAAAA!!!

    “Keuheoeoeok!!!”

    Dietrich grabbed his nose and stepped back.

    Even in the midst of that, he stubbornly swung his sword, aiming for the wolf Sca’s neck and stabbing his longsword.

    The wolf Sca stepped to avoid the sword and swung his fist.

    Left hook.

    TAAAAAANG!!!

    The fist and the blade of the longsword collided, and a shockwave erupted.

    Dietrich’s eyes widened.

    ‘He deflected a sword with an Aura Blade on it?!’

    Even if the White Caliburn engraving is an Aura Blade specialized in defense and agility, to fend off a sword with bare hands?!

    This doesn’t make sense.

    However.

    Dietrich’s thoughts stopped there.

    The wolf Sca’s left hook struck his chin.

    PAAAAAAA!!!

    Dietrich’s jaw rotated and his brain was shaken.

    Naturally, Dietrich lost his balance and backed away.

    But.

    The wolf Sca turned his head and looked at Ryu-shin Jeong.

    ‘Look.’

    He is slowly thinking of showing his skills to the youngest.

    If he can create similar techniques through the Sacred Weapon’s attribute assignment, it would be beneficial for Sca.

    The air around the wolf Sca began to fluctuate.

    At the same time, his arms bulged and emitted heat.

    An unprecedented force. An enormous power capable of shattering even mountains began to reside in the wolf Sca’s arm.

    The ‘Sca’s’ slightly opened their mouths.

    The Mystic quietly muttered.

    “He’s gonna die?”

    Dietrich glared.

    Whether he can block that attack is another matter.

    If he continues to fight, he will have to reveal all of his techniques here.

    Moreover, there were three more terrifying figures left.

    Dietrich decided to retreat here.

    “Stop!!!”

    The middle-aged Sca also stepped forward.

    “Let’s stop here.”

    The wolf beastman took the strength out of his arm.

    The unusually surging air subsided.

    TS Sca’s face became listless.

    “What? It ends so anticlimactically?”

    “Th, thank you.”

    Dietrich politely thanked the middle-aged Sca.

    Ryu-shin Jeong also clicked his tongue.

    ‘Too bad.’

    He could have inspected abilities that would be useful for Sacred Weapon attribute assignment.

    But if there’s one thing he gained.

    The technique the wolf Sca used before the start of the battle, stepping on the ground to shake the ground.

    He captured in his eyes the skill that even Dietrich, estimated to be level 35, made a momentary gap.

    If he does it well, can’t he use it for Sacred Weapon attribute assignment?

    “Youngest, what’s wrong?”

    “That technique used by Third. I was impressed by the skill of stepping on the ground to make the opponent lose their balance.”

    “You’re greedy. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of taking all of our skills?”

    TS Sca asked with a grin.

    Whether she was quite excited by the fight just now, her big boobs patted Ryu-shin Jeong’s chest, but he didn’t seem to care.

    The wolf beastman smiled as he looked at Ryu-shin Jeong.

    “I was thinking of teaching you a few techniques before you left anyway.”

    Dietrich’s expression was tinged with embarrassment.

    ‘What… is it?’

    The wolf beastman’s atmosphere, which had been sharp until just now, softened.

    Looking at that figure, his heart strangely stirred.

    Envy.

    And annoyance.

    In fact.

    When he met the wolf beastman’s eyes, he felt a strange emotion.

    It was difficult to explain.

    At first, he was interested in the Sca, a mixed-race barbarian, but not now.

    He became more curious about the wolf beastman.

    If it wasn’t a lie that he wasn’t concerned about the wolf beastman who had thoroughly read his sword strikes.

    Dietrich was lost in thought as he looked at the wolf beastman.

    ‘I think we’ll get along. Can I talk to him?’

    Looking into this wolf beastman’s eyes, he wanted to open his heart.

    He couldn’t explain the reason at all. He might as well say it was irrational.

    Dietrich made up his mind and lowered his sword.

    “Are you curious about the reason I’m interested in the red bead?”

    “Yes.”

    The wolf beastman replied briefly.

    Dietrich sighed deeply as he sheathed his longsword.

    “Hoo. I’ll tell you everything. I was only thinking about it, so it wouldn’t be bad to ask for your opinion.”

    The Mystic grumbled.

    “Is it okay to end like this? It’s too bland. Shouldn’t we cut off an arm and damage the face a bit? If he falls down, we tie him up and massage his brain a bit.”

    “…”

    Dietrich’s face turned pale.

    Perhaps it was a good choice to stop the fight early.

    “Second, release the barrier.”

    “Yes.”

    But as the middle-aged Sca said one word, the Mystic immediately released the barrier.

    PAAAAT!!!

    As the dome disappeared, Sca and Dietrich returned to their original location.

    But.

    The park was not the same as before.

    Because the elf soldiers and the White Night Mercenary Corps were surrounding the park like ants.

    “Captain!!!”

    The adjutant Dina shouted.

    An elf who seemed to be the leader stepped forward.

    “Rumors have spread that barbarians appeared in the south park and kidnapped the White Night Mercenary Corps captain. Even in the middle of the night. What is going on?”

    The elf requesting an explanation.

    The Mystic shrugged his shoulders.

    “We had a little chat.”

    The elf turned his head and looked at the captain of the White Night Mercenary Corps.

    He was close to being in tatters.

    The armor was dented here and there, as if it had been hit several times with blunt weapons.

    His face was swollen and his nose was bleeding.

    “…How does a conversation make the mercenary captain’s face look like this?”

    The Mystic puffed out his belly.

    “Do you have any proof that we hit him?”

    “…”

    Just as the elf captain was about to open his mouth.

    The Mystic turned his head and looked at Dietrich.

    “Hey greasy-looking punk, did we hit you?”

    “…”

    Dietrich’s expression changed subtly.

    “You just fell while walking, right? Isn’t that right?”

    Dietrich’s lips trembled slightly.

    “···Yes.”

    The elf captain looked at Dietrich with a worried face.

    “Are you okay? Ahem. Did the barbarians point their genitals at you or…?”

    “No. Nothing like that happened.”

    Dietrich quickly shook his head and replied.

    Ting.

    Cheolkeodeong.

    As the fastening cord of the plate armor broke, Dietrich’s armor parts fell to the floor one by one.

    Because the arming doublet and pants were torn apart together due to the internal shock.

    Dietrich’s bare body was revealed.

    “…”

    A heavy silence briefly lingered in the park filled with spectators.

    “D, don’t tell me, even the captain of the White Night Mercenary Corps!”

    “Oh, God…! The real ones have come.”

    “T, the dick outlaws are back! T, there’s four of them!”

    Someone frowned.

    “One of them is a woman?”

    Another person chimed in.

    “Are you sure that beautiful woman doesn’t have a dick? You’re so naive.”

    Under the high-rising moon, the murmurs of the people began to erupt.

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