Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 177

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:05:02 PM

Jean did not deliberately use the bradamante for this very moment.

'If the sword had been used from the beginning, the teacher would never have operated the horsepower in this way. More elaborate, defensive magic.'

It would have been harder to deal with Valeria. If she made up her mind and went into battle defensively, her condition now was too heavy to piercing.

At first, I threw away the sword as a respect for Valeria. However, it was more efficient not to use a sword after deciding to fight.

Only Jean is copying what she has learned from Valeria. To deceive and neglect one's opponent somehow or other. Jean thought it would be a real respect for her teacher.

It was time for determination to see the light.

"Ugh!"

Valeria that hastily strengthens the protective membrane.

I didn't really think there would be any hidden numbers from Jean. I expected it to be magic, not this kind of dagger.

That's how much Jin stood for head-to-head competition. Because you are everything to my magic, I have expressed my respect for you with all my heart.

one's esteem

There was a deep belief that respect for her would not be a lie, so Valeria had no choice but to swallow her breath the moment Jean wrote the dagger.

If Jean takes out the cards of spirit and sword.

When the chain of fire caught my ankle, when Tess was struck by lightning, when Yeokcheon returned to nothing and stood naked in front of the lightning window again...….

It should have been then, but I've had to take it out a few times already, now.

A black blade shines in Valeria's eyes. With no time to blink, the dagger was already touching the protective membrane.

Pachang!

The shield broke, as if a thin ice curtain were broken. As soon as the tip of the knife touched, it was shattered and could not even twist the trajectory of the dagger.

The same was true of the reflectively wielding silver bull-tree. She could not have had the physical ability to strike out a non-manless wizard, a flying dagger like a thunderbolt.

Instead, lightning bars were flooding the back of the camp.

Lightning spear and dagger.

Whatever first reached the opponent, Jin was already confident of victory. While the dagger was aimed precisely near Valeria's neck, the lightning spear was not.

One miss and there will be no next. Valeria, who has to move the lightning, is already out of breath.

A lightning bolt swept through Jin's back.

Pooo...!

The dagger was embedded in the collarbone.

The shock pushed Valeria's body out of the air. Red blood rising from the clavicle painted the arch, and a moment later.

Jean and Valeria both fell side by side to the sand floor at the same time. It was close enough to see each other's faces as soon as we turned our heads.

The mana on the silver-carpet quickly went out. The lightning bolt flew for a long time in the pale sky of the desert and disappeared somewhere.

The two fallen men threw up blood. Neither could happen. Jean's legs were pierced through the lightning window, and Valeria's vomiting of blood coming up her throat seemed too much.

"......it's your loss that you trusted me too much. I made it clear, I'll fight in your way."

"From the beginning, the sword......why I didn't use it."

"I know you very well. If you hadn't been prepared to kill yourself a few times, you'd never have been able to deceive you.”

"Hu, hu......."

Upset!

Valeria turned her head and looked at Jean.

"Jin."

Jean did not turn her head.

Even if it was a mirage, my heart was choked with the thought that I had really cut off my teacher, just like the Tonya brothers did.

However, we should not talk about weak stories anymore. You shouldn't even look at Valeria and ask her why she has to do this or why she is you.

Jean just fought against the enemy, and won.

That was Valeria's way.

Soon Valeria smiled quietly.

"You've become stronger, a lot."

Srr.......

Valeria's body disintegrated into shiny particles and swept out in the sandstorm.

Then the wound on Jean's thigh healed slowly. The torn earlobe also had new flesh, and the tanned ankle was also looking for skin color. as if nothing had happened

Jean had a calm face.

The rust seemed to be simmering in my heart, but I couldn't move forward unless I was calm.

"Whoo."

Jin stood up and searched for Bradamante. Now the last mirage would have been waiting for him.

* * *

It was that night that the third mirage came.

White night, still hung over the horizon by the blue and sharp sun. Under the wonderfully bright night sky, far away, a long drive away.

A man stood tall.

With a sword hanging down, he was still staring at Jean.

'Father?

Siron Looncandel, at first I thought it was him.

It was because the pressure that no one else could ever have was trampling on the whole desert.

The sandy plain with nothing seemed to form a forest of swords. If you walk recklessly, you will be convinced that the invisible blade will ruin your whole body.

As soon as I stopped walking for a moment, the energy that had spread through the wind swirled around the camp.

I couldn't help him, even if the blue sun had risen above the man.

'No, it's not my father...….'

I can't see your face because it's too far away.

Jean was soon able to be sure who the man was. A thousand years have passed since his death, and Jean has never seen his face.

'Temar Looncandel.'

The founder of Looncandel, the guest house of legend.

It was obvious that he was.

'This is the last test.'

Extremely strong.

Just standing still, Jean had to feel her whole body drenched in cold sweat.

If there's a human being who can cut down this desert on a single sword, it's not a theory, it's a Temer.

Such intuition made my whole body tremble with a thrill.

"You mean, not God, but human.'

Unlike the Tona brothers and Valeria, Themere was not a person who existed inside Jean. He died for a while, taking the power of solderlet hidden in the Great Barrier.

But the energy that was overwhelming the Great Barrier was unquestionably true.

Jean now had to break through it and move on. Tens of millions of invisible blades had to walk bare-handed.

'Val......'

It didn't come off.

Confidence that one will die if one approaches, or fear that one will cut himself be cut off. It wasn't because of such a weak heart.

It was because he was under pressure from the energy of the Temer. As if weighed down by a huge fortress, the body was not listening.

What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't move because I'm under pressure.'

Naturally, the theme has no answer. I just stand like a mountain and look down at the camp. This was not the last test of the Great Barrier.

I stayed still for a long time. I couldn't go back or move forward because my body couldn't move, which made me crazy.

Not even the voice came out. Feeling like a rock sunk in the deep sea.

'Hold on, exam?'

Jin, who had been agonizing all the time, blinked his eyes as if something had come to mind.

examination

What I've been through so far is a test of the Great Barrier...... Jean recited to herself, and began to recite the miracles she had been through.

The first mirage is the Tonya brothers, and the second is the Valeria.

They had something in common.

'If you didn't cut it, you couldn' I couldn't fight them without a will to cut them.'

When you 'bell' something with a sword, there is something more important than the achievement of swordsmanship.

The desire to cut, the belief that you can cut, the iron will to cut through.

Without it, cutting something with a sword can never be established.

Luna couldn't cut Tai Quan even with a 10-star sword, and Jin also couldn't cut Dante in the final of the respective arena.

It's not because they're weak, but because they're shaken. Whatever the reason, he did not have enough will to cut off his opponent.

If he hesitated when he cut off the Tonya brothers, Jean could not pass the first mirage.

If I hesitated when I cut Valeria, I couldn't pass the second mirage.

'Temar Looncandel, walking towards you.'

With such a lukewarm will, I couldn't even take the third test.

I'm cutting you.

I can cut you, even if you're a giant with two suns, I have to cut you.

I'll cut the Temer, and when I memorized it like a spell, the pressure was lifted like a lie. The stone-hard legs moved and the blocked breathing room opened.

An outstanding fighter had to be able to arouse his will whenever he wanted to. Of course, Jean was an outstanding warrior, so I could decide to cut him.

But that alone cannot pass the test.

"큭..."...!

As soon as I took two steps, my knee broke. As if a cold blade had burst in, it even led to a creepy pain. Fear was gnawing at the gin without a drop of blood.

If it's the condition of an excellent warrior to create will at will.

It is the domain of the complete warrior that his will is not broken under any circumstances. Or the domain of the 'strong man'.

There is a man who is invincible even if he has not known the sword all his life, and a man who is servile even if he has held the sword all his life.

To pass the final exam, it took a lot of will. Undaunted by anything, the completed will.

'If I didn't have that will, I would have been equally miserable if I had been reborn. Themeer!'

Turtle!

The molar broke in the clenched mouth. As Jean, who stood up, took another step, spitting out pieces of broken teeth, a quiet smile came to her mouth.

By then Jean felt dark in front of her even when she opened her eyes. Under the blue light of the White Night's greatness, the only one who walked in the dark was alone.

Whoo-woo....!

Black smoke rose beside the theme. The Black Dragon and Missha, who had been hiding in the valley until now, turned into humans and stood next to him.

"Temar. You, just...... did you smile? Temer, did you even have a real mind?"

an incredible and urgent voice When Themeer did not answer, Missha reached out to grab him by the shoulder.

"Ah......!"

But her hand passed through Themeer's body as if it were an illusion.

Dropping, out of balance and falling on the floor, Missha stared blankly at the sand floor for a while. There was a sound of despondent and brief laughter.

Did you see something wrong? No, I definitely laughed.'

For her, it's been a thousand years since she saw the smile of her loved one.

Missha raises her head and turns her eyes to Jean.

The boy who made Themeer laugh, was getting close to Themeer dozens of steps before he knew it. Feeling as if she was about to reach here, she had to quickly shake off the water from her eyes.

Chapter end