Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 410

Published at 4th of February 2022 11:59:13 AM

Of course it could have been a leap. We've only just made one. There was no evidence anywhere that he was a black knight.

'But the unique sense of crisis that I used to feel when I ran into black knights......it's too similar.'

After the fight, the sword was pushed back again.

The blade of Bradamante's darkened blade between the two men's swords was pushed in, and Dante took advantage of the crack and struck the enemy's rear.

The unidentified man, who felt Qin was a black knight, drew a circle with a sword to prevent the two men's attack at the same time, and the rest of the unidentified man turned back and aimed at Dante's neck.

As he was already exhausted and his original goal was to deal with Dante first.

"큭!"

Dante stepped on the back of the sword and scattered it. Even though the bleeding seemed quite severe, the shining oracle was fierce.

We haven't had much of a fight together, but we've always been. Jin and Dante are reading each other's swords flexibly, just like those who have been working together for a long time.

It was natural for the war to change, and the gunmen had to admit that the plan was going wrong.

Kagagagak!

Jean ploughed through the swords of the unidentified men and settled beside Dante.

When I looked down and looked, Dante's grip on the sword was shaking.

It wasn't because of fear.

It was because I was angry. The numerous bodies lying around were all the ones Dante was trying to save, or Dante was trying to save.

Dante!

Yes, grandpa!

All the knights are unenforceable. They're already out there.

Outside as well...!

As a knight to be the master of the Geomhwangseong Fortress, take responsibility and evacuate the general public.

When things began, Ron gave Dante such an order.

But Dante was thinking he had driven more people to death, let alone to carry out the order.

I could see the mind clearly, and I felt bad progress.

"Dante, you must keep your head straight."

I couldn't comfort you right now. It's not a system of questions that can be improved by comforting.

"......I know. You've brought me to my senses."

The tremor of the hand holding the sword stopped.

Dante's dark-set eyes glared at the unidentified men.

But a brilliant Orser was painting the blade of Dante's sword, which he could not believe to be unfolded by one such dark pupil.

'Buy me some time.'

I could see Dante's intentions without having to speak out loud.

a royal sword

Hylan's sword of victory over the deficit. The tie is about to unfold.

The men who recognized the sword began to stretch it again. Jean blocked Dante's sword so that he could lift Orr safely.

One man was not a problem, but the sword of a black knight-class man was fierce.

It had the same power as the high-ranking martial artist's season with a single blow and a good blow.

Even the common bell-baby, which seems to have been wielded casually, has a lot of weight.

Like perfect pure gold, refined swordsmanship without a grain of impurities.

Those who could swing this sword were really uncommon. Black knight, once again the name flashed upon Jean's mind.

Fit!

The sword of the unidentified man brushed Jean's nose. It was a sword handed down while a black knight-class gunman broke his posture, and if he hadn't responded, he would have cut his throat.

Three blades of the knife were blazing dizzy. The heat from the sword makes sweat and blood droplets evaporate as soon as they splash into the air.

'Too tight, damn it.

At first glance, the battle seemed to be going at a good angle.

It was only because the black knight-class gunman was not doing his best yet.

He had been strangely saving his strength since Jean's appearance, not knowing whether it was to apply prudence or because he had other ideas.

In the meantime, I had to reduce any number.

'I don't know why you're not doing your best, but you have to kill someone who's not good enough.'

Whoo-woo....!

Black spirits gathered near the camp. In an instant, coffin-like curtains of spirit appeared everywhere, and Qin went back and forth between them and shot black.

In the meantime, I didn't forget to protect Dante.

About a dozen seconds, the time needed for Dante to fully unfold the sword.

I wouldn't have wasted so much time if I had been in good shape, but I couldn't help it because of the already severe bleeding.

Given Dante's chronic problem of "strength," bringing out the tie itself was a great deal.

Squirt!

The black sword shot from the shroud cut off the arm of the unidentified man.

It was an arm holding a sword. As soon as he was about to flinch and pick up the sword, Bradamante flooded his neck.

Kang!

As expected, a black knight-class gunman was attacking Bradamante.

"I'm so annoyed.!'

But at that moment.

Dante's tie is complete. The sword of Dante, at a much faster pace than the Qin and the unidentified men had expected, was already heading to the unidentified men.

As if a flash of light had burst, a flash of light filled the entire Great Hall.

Then there was the sound. The sharp noise of the blade cutting through the air was amplified to the point of ringing the ears.

"Did you take Hai Lan for a laugh...…!”

The sword came out of the light.

It wasn't one sack. White swords were pouring from all over Gwanghwi, which dyed the Great Hall.

Beige of the King's Sword

Sun

The name of the sword Dante unfolded.

Like its name, Ore's Gwanghwi, which filled the Great Hall, looked just like the sun. Even the tents of Young-gi, which were spread out by Jin, were buried in them and could not be seen.

It was hundreds of swords.

A black knight-class man stopped Jin's sword, but he could not stop all the swords of the sun.

A sword was inserted in the back of a man with a severed arm.

He shuddered to avoid it, but the swordsmen flying from all sides couldn't help it.

New swords were stabbing him in the stomach, chest, neck and head before he could utter a single scream.

He soon disappeared from the sun without a trace. Even the flesh, bones, and blood that fell were ashes to Orser's heat.

'You're strong, Dante.

Heiran was also the world's second-largest swordsman, who matched Looncandel's shoulders, and Dante was the next housekeeper. It has the power to match it.

What's left now is a black knight-class gunman.

He was also constantly inundated with swords of the sun.

But unlike the dead man, he showed the power of striking out the hundreds of swords without missing a single one.

The robe is being torn, but Dante's sword can't cut him directly even after a few more seconds.

'You've already forced yourself out in a state of exhaustion, so Biggie won't be able to get her full strength.'

It was Jean's idea.

Even if his opponent is a monster of the black knight class of Looncandel, it was impossible for Dante not to suffer any minor injuries to his tie.

Dante showed up in a blaze of light.

His eyes were shining coolly, although he was filled with anger at the fact that he could not help the mysterious man despite the spread of the Biggie sun.

Whoo, whoo...!

I could feel Dante's breathing standing next to me. a state several times rougher than the first visit of Jean Jean had a hunch that Dante had reached his limit.

It was the same with the Black Knight-class gunman. He was also clearly aware that Dante's fight was more of a miracle.

"If you use more force there, you may die. The next Highlander."

For the first time, a black knight-class gunman spoke out.

It was a voice that was mangled somewhere and modulated. However, even the real voice was meaningless because there were only a few black knights Jin could recognize.

'As expected, you don't want to kill Dante.'

It was best to kill Dante, just if the fall of the High Ran was for the purpose.

One already had countless chances to kill Dante. The reason why the black knight-class gunman continued to fight Dante despite his overwhelming ability was because of the battle for capture.

"It is not for those who do not know honor to worry, my life."

Then a black knight-class gunman shook his head.

"You look like you can't stand, but you'll have to maim for the rest of your life when the backflow starts. Are you saying it's okay though?"

The unidentified man was right.

As usual, the top Healers of the High Ran could not cure Dante straight away.

To become crippled, lose or die. There were only those three cases Dante could experience when the reverse began.

'And in that case, the value of the hostage drops dramatically. It's probably the case that a weirdo wants to avoid the most.'

The purpose of the gang is to kidnap Dante. Later on, he will use Dante to negotiate with the Highlands and other families.

If Dante is not well at that time, there will be a problem.

But of course, Dante was never in the mood to step down.

It's Dante Highan who doesn't back down or make a humiliating choice under any circumstances.

It never occurred to me that Dante would make a more efficient choice even if he begged for his life or damaged his faith.

'Though you're cool and nice.'

I couldn't just watch my friend maimed or died.

"You said it was a problem that you couldn't worry about...…!”

Bugak!

Jean slapped Dante's Adam's Adam's Adam's Adam's apple with a hand blade.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

Dante threw up a handful of blood on the road and fell forward, and there was no time to argue or be angry with Jin, saying, "What are you doing?"

He really hit his Adam's apple with a near force, to the point that he could die.

Otherwise, I can't stop this upright friend.

'How did Veradin and Dante do that? I think I often faint like this.'

The fallen Dante flinched and stopped moving.

Jean immediately picked up his pulse and checked the counter-current response, and fortunately she seemed to have lost consciousness.

"Whoo."

He breathed a sigh of relief. A blow could have started the reverse flow.

It was a big gamble for Jin as well.

The sun, which dyed the Great Hall, died down at once.

For a moment, there was a silence between Qin and the Black knight-class unidentified man.

"No matter how much you think. I think you're the black knight of the Looncandel."

Whirik, Jean turned Bradamante and aimed at the unidentified man.

"If you're a black knight, I recommend you just walk away. Wouldn't it be rather unprofitable to be in line with the next of his family's household trying to bring down the High Ran?"

Whee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee....

Bradamante was opening to the skies, revealing the blue flames of Tess.

Chapter end