Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 527

Published at 21st of January 2023 12:23:45 PM

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Dante could feel enemies setting up everywhere. The knights standing guard were constantly reporting the size and dynamics of the enemy and shouting.

“Activate the defense equipment!”

“Helter, draw out your sword!”

“Lofermo supports the rear. Assemble!”

Who!

The defense artifacts installed in the sword emperor castle caused vibration and resonance as they operated. The blue protective shield of the artifact and the pure white sword shield spread by the knights seemed to envelop the entire sword emperor castle in an instant.

Dante was watching the reinforcements appearing at the front door. More than 5,000 knights and mages, and about 20 dragons. And more than fifty cannon of the Yellow Dragon class or higher.

Even though it calls itself an 'Empire', it is being pushed back by Runcandel and Zipfel, and now it is evaluated that it can fall behind even Kinzelo.

No one denies that Vermont is one of the four major forces. Regardless of the quality of troops, the Empire is the only force that could mobilize so many people in a short period of time.

Dante's eyes looking at the emperor were filled with bloodlust.

Even though an army well over 10,000 was surrounding sword emperor castle, Dante and Hairan's knights did not lose their nerve at all. Since the existence of knights and mages appeared in the world, the number of heads has never been the most important in human wars. In front of a superhuman, 5-star level average knights or less are no different from fallen leaves, no matter how many there are.

Although Dante is not yet a superhuman, but he possesses a sword comparable to that. With the other knights of Hairan, including the Five swordmaster, it wasn't difficult to subdue those many average knights.

What matters is the enemy commanders. If he slashed all the knights and mages who could shake the battlefield alone, he could win even if the numbers were pushed. And Dante expected that there would be about a hundred such people.

The main body of the imperial army at the main gate was entering the plain. And among them, there was a huge cannon led by five dragons and a hundred knights.

"Little patriarch, that's...…!”

The main cannon of the Imperial Guard.

It was the ‘Dragon lance(主砲)’, a war equipment exclusively for the emperor, which is only existed in the empire. Originally it is installed in the center of the imperial palace, and the cannon has the power comparable to that of Kozec ship's cannon, the battle ship of Zipfel.

Since it has been removed from the imperial palace, the dragon lance cannot exert its full power. However, the appearance of the dragon lance meant that the emperor himself had stepped forward.

“The dragon lance is loading!”

The voices of the knights watching the dragon lance were trembling. It is only a matter of time before it can break through the current defense artifacts of the sword emperor castle, which are less restored even can’t face the Yellow Dragon class cannons properly, but the dragon lance is of a completely different level.

Dante quietly gazed at the back of the dragon lance. Somewhere across the plain, it seemed as if he could see the emperor sitting in a palanquin waiting for the news of victory with a face wet with greed and arrogance.

“Little patriarch! Avoid! Dragon lance...…!”

“To them.”

Dante slowly drew his sword.

Chii...…!

The moment Dante's sword was wrapped in brilliance, the ominous noise of the dragon lance covered the battlefield. A weak earthquake occurred in the entire area, and those who are fighting moved their gaze toward the dragon lance in an instant.

“I will show you what’s the dignity of Hairan.”

Aaaah-!

The dragon lance spewed out a huge mana bullet. The place where the shells landed was exactly on the top of the castle wall where Dante was standing.

The layered shields of the artifact burst like glass. It was so fast that those who did not reach that level not follow it with the eyes, and the cannonball of the dragon lance seemed to destroy the sword emperor castle in one blow.

Dante did not dodge. The moment he swung his sword, the dragon lance’s cannonball approached right in front of him.

Sword emperor Secret Technique

Heavenly Isle - Dante Hairan

The cannonball of the dragon lance split in half. Even the knights standing right next to Dante were completely unaware of the moment he swung his sword.

All they could do was watch the cannonball split in half follow the trajectory of Dante's swing of the sword that soar into the sky and dissipate.

And just like the name of Secret technique, a long and shining sword left in the sky that started to turn dark.

Everyone on the battlefield looked up at the light for a moment. The sword of Hairan, which everyone in the empire looked up to, was right there. For a few seconds, silence passed as if time had stopped. Those on the battlefield could only feel their pulse beating.

Awe.

Recalling the two characters that Hairan symbolizes in the Empire.

Wow-!

The knights gathered under the flag of Hairan shouted in unison. Then, as Dante jumped off the wall and stepped out onto the plain, the approaching enemies hesitated and stopped moving.

“I have no intention of showing mercy to those who have forgotten their honor. So if you're afraid, run away. Hairan will not pursue those who back down.”

The knights gathered behind Dante.

“Little patriarch…… Are you okay?"

The assault team captain said as he looked at Dante's face. Blood dripped from his blue lips. However, Dante nodded his head rather lightly.

'Even though it's a secret technique that my grandfather improved to suit me, I have gotten to this point after just one use.'

Everyone is in awe, but Dante knew better than anyone else that the real power of the Heavenly Isle was nothing compared to what he had unfolded.

He was disappointed. It wasn't the regret of not being able to unleash a better sword, but the fact that he couldn't devote himself to his grandfather, the knights of Hairan, and his subordinates in this land was regretful.

‘For some reason, my body feels lighter….’

Perhaps because he is carrying everything on his back that his ancestors and grandfathers cultivated and protected while preparing for death, Dante has now entered a state of awakening.

Until the end of the war, it seemed that he would be able to keep the best sword he could unleash at the risk of his life.

“First, I will destroy the dragon lance. We will break through to the front, so the assault team follow me.”

At the moment when the knights of Hairan started rushing in, the whole situation was being reported to the emperor in real time from the rear of the battlefield.

“Oh, oh oh…! After all, Sir Ron's successor, indeed, it's amazing!”

Standing next to the Emperor was Jonsina Perral, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army and the leader of the Dragon King Knights of the Imperial Army. Unlike the emperor who was very excited, he had a dark face.

Jonsina Perral was the reason why Emperor appointed Kevin Perral as the commander of the Vanguard Army.

It was because emperor thought that the death of a blood relative was necessary in order to alleviate the guilt of this upright man, the imperial sword.

“You must have just heard the report, Sir Jonsina Perral. Dante Hairan killed your younger brother, and killed even the ordinary knights who tried to keep their faith in Hairan....”

Jonsina nodded heavily. He is not a fool. The reason why the emperor put his younger brother in the vanguard, the fact that Dante couldn't have killed the ordinary knights, and how unreasonable this purge was. Jonsina Perral aware of that.

“Jim definitely gave Hairan a chance. But what has returned is your brother's head and betrayal of trust, and if we don't put an end to it today, that poisoned wolf will plunge the entire empire into death and fear.”

Even so, Jonsina following the Emperor is for the Empire, no. It was precisely because it was the way for the people of the empire.

"Your majesty."

“Speak, Sir Jonsina.”

“Keep your word. Also, please make sure they keep their promise…….”

At that, the Emperor smiled.

“I'll definitely do that!”

As Jonsina stood up and headed for the battlefield, the emperor waved at his back. And as soon as Jonsina disappeared, he erased his expression.

Dante and the knights of Hairan were already moving toward the dragon lance with blood all over their bodies. All of that blood belonged to the ordinary knights who threw themselves in their way.

Except for the vanguard, all the knights of the main force believed that Dante had killed the knights who were trying to keep the faith in Hairan.

There was no time to correct misunderstandings and reveal the truth in the midst of brutal and heartless battles. The hundreds of rescued knights eventually did not survive the flood of swords and magic. In the new battle that started as soon as the main force arrived, the knights of Hairan couldn't afford to carry them all. It was because the main army arrived earlier than expected.

In the eyes of the main army of the emperor, it seemed as if Hairan had indiscriminately slaughtered the vanguard army.

If disobeying the emperor's order is death, and fighting against Hairan is death, then the latter is better. In order to avoid a future in which all of their relatives and blood are executed as traitors later.

Blood and war, that's what makes madness. The ordinary knights who stood in the way of Dante while facing death with a single sword only chose madness instead of fear.

So did Dante, who was cutting them.

Path of righteousness.(正道)

[Translation:- This is the nature of Hairan’s aura or sword. Like Runcandel has the nature of dominance or charge forward even against difficult opponent.]

The words that summarized the humanity of the character Dante were dyed red and dark.

'How many people have I already cut?'

Even at the moment of sudden doubt, Dante's sword dropped the necks of those who rushed. A feeling of guilt, heavier than blood, was pressing down on his back, but he couldn't realize it.

As is often the case with those who have been pushed into war. Dante was naturally replacing that huge guilt with hatred.

'I can't turn back now. Me and my clan and grandfather never betrayed the Empire. Why do you guys want to stick a sword in us...!’

H!

When Dante stopped once to catch his breath, he was about 500 steps away from the dragon lance. Until then, all of the assault team who had followed Dante were unharmed.

But just as they were about to move forward, someone dug into their flank.

“Argh!”

“Stop them!”

It was the golden armor, the Imperial Guard. As soon as they appeared, they cut down two Hairan knights in the rear.

Dante stared blankly at the dead knights of Hairan for a while.

“There is no such thing as a devil, Dante Hairan. Was everything you've showed so far fake? I never thought you would be so used to killing innocent people...… Ha!”

Dante rushed at him like a arrow and thrust out his sword. Unfazed, he struck back, but as soon as Dante sped up, his arm was severed. The knights of the Imperial Guard, who appeared with great vigour, had no choice but to flinch at the scene.

The knight that Dante crippled in just a few seconds is the leader 3rd team.

“Shut up. I have nothing to say to trash like you.”

Dante lowered his head and spoke in a cold voice.

“You bastard!”

“Little patriarch, we will take care of this place. Go to Dragon lance!”

Without hesitation, Dante stepped forward, leaving the knights of Hairan behind. He realized that the longer he hesitated, the faster the knights of Hairan would die.

He also seemed to be able to hold on to the spirit that was on the verge of going insane if he continued to cut through those who got in his way.

Chapter end