The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman - The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman chapter 163

By the time I realized that I had been thinking wrong from the start, I was already one beat late.

Come to think of it, I was unknowingly excluding the most suspicious person from the series of events that had happened so far.

He should have realized long ago that reaching a new level does not mean just becoming an ordinary swordsman to become a sword expert.

For a sword expert to become a sword master is also to reach a new level.

Although there were ample reasons to be suspicious, it was completely unexpected.

Because, I didn’t expect that a person who was already strong enough to rise to the ranks of a sword expert would walk the path of the undead so easily.

“… Big heo!”

Captain Douglas’ painful voice reached my ears.

It seemed that he, who allowed the first attack on Allen, suffered a minor wound on his side.

In addition, Allen was not the only person surrounding the wounded man.

Six paladins including him, no, the undead surrounded Douglas.

No matter how much he was the Emperor’s 3 swords, it was close to impossible to deal with six expert-level swordsmen or higher in this situation.

“Saint Claire, the destiny of Douglas to avoid death!”

“I am using it now!”

It took some time for Saint Clare’s power of fate to manifest. In the meantime, it was questionable whether Douglas would be able to hold on.

Bright Strike, which had a small attack range, was not a very good attack against them. It was the characteristic of the Undead that they did not die and moved even if half of their head was blown off and their heart was pulled out.

If you use the wind blades at this distance, they will dissipate before you even reach them.

As soon as I was in a hurry, I canceled the miscellaneous spells I had pinned to my fingers, and synthesized new spells that I could reach even from a distance.

Even so, I couldn’t be sure if this would buy time for Saint Clare’s fate to reach.

While I was concocting the spell and thinking of another way to save Captain Douglas as quickly as possible, a figure suddenly jumped out in front of me.

“Captain Douglas… !!”

It looked like Jordi, who had moved to the Purification Field before me and Saint Claire, had hurriedly returned using even the divine foot technique.

As befits a paladin and sword expert, he had the fastest mobility among the three of us.

In an instant, Jordy closed the distance and headed towards the leader surrounded by the Undead.

“Hey… !”

Captain Douglas somehow managed to deal with the four blades that charged at him even with his injured body.

A few paladins who had figured out the situation belatedly tried to join Douglas, but since it was a sudden battle, they didn’t look confident and swung their swords.

The mediocre military power was not a plausible support to save the leader’s life, and the moment the other two undead were about to stab their swords in his gap.

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Jordi’s figure managed to block the two sword blades directed at the leader.

“You bastard!”

“Cheuk… !”

Even so, the only thing he could do against the Undead and Sword Expert was to buy time by blocking one sword attack.

Anyway, that once was enough.

With the few seconds he bought me, I was able to buy time for the compressed wind blade I created in my quick attack to reach.

Before the next attack on Jordi, who was hit by two swords and bounced off.

Blades made of wind grazed their wrists.

“Quaaagh!!”

“Hey, shit… !!”

As soon as he checked the guys screaming in pain for missing the sword, Jordi took the opportunity to swing the sword.

His sword strike separated the heads of two Undead from their bodies.

Saint Clare’s authority began to manifest at about the same time.

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Just before the other four blades aimed at Captain Douglas touched him, the four blades that were entangled in the air were still fixed and became immobilized.

It seems that the ‘destiny to avoid death’ used by Saint Clare was manifested in this form.

Feeling bewildered, the guys immediately untied the entangled swords, but Captain Douglas was not a person to miss the small gap created there.

“Ah!”

“Aww!!”

The backs of the three Undead were severed with just one huge sword strike. Even though he was wearing full plate mail.

It wasn’t called the emperor’s three swords for nothing because it had that much power even after being wounded.

Except for Arlen Dwight, who gained the power of the immortal and reached the level of a sword master, the rest of the body split in two and began to crawl on the floor.

After accurately predicting Douglas’ counterattack and hiding himself with the sword, Allen rushed at him again with a curse.

“You’re making your final push, you f*cking old man!”

Douglas, who had sutured the wound on his side with the holy method, struck Allen’s sword back at him.

What follows before long is a melee between the Undead and the Paladins.

Those who had their bodies temporarily mutilated were immediately cut off and sutured their torn wounds, befitting the nature of the Undead.

In addition, the regenerative power was added using the Holy Law, so in fact, each Undead had to have two or three Paladins attached to it.

“Allen… . Why are you doing this… .”

In the melee, Captain Douglas had a conversation with Allen and the sword.

I couldn’t hear it well because of the loud clashing of swords against each other.

“Damn old man. Of course, it’s only natural that I’ve wanted to cut you up for a long time.”

“Allen, your talents will reach you in just a few more years. Why did you grow up like this and break your bowl?”

“Funny. Don’t you think you don’t know that it’s an ulterior motive to shake me up and make me regret it?”

“… If you think so, I have nothing to say. Since you became an immortal anyway, it will be impossible to bring you back.”

The sword masters’ sword attacks were so fast that it was hard to follow them one after another, and other paladins and undead also continued a fierce battle by sharing swords with swords.

If the standoff is prolonged, the disadvantage is not the Undead, but the Eurem Holy Knights.

Unlike the undead, who regenerate even if their bodies are split in half, ordinary humans will die from even the slightest wound.

I had to hurry up and find the vampire who was the cause of this situation and kill it.

“Saint Claire, we must quickly enter the castle and kill the owner of the immortals!”

Saint Clare, who understood the meaning of my words, quickly nodded.

One saint and one mage who can handle a little bit of a sword.

It was a bad judgment in a balanced way, but I couldn’t afford to say this.

Captain Douglas, the most talented, could not join because he was currently sharing swords with Allen. The moment he left to assist Saint Claire with me, all the other paladins would have been swept away by one Allen.

At least there was one person who could be used as full power right away.

“Sir Jordi! Only we enter the lord castle! Escort me and Saint Clare!”

“Okay, Prince Conrad!”

One saint, one wizard, and one sword expert level paladin.

He was a fairly good member of the union.

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After entering the lord’s castle, the three of us moved the fastest to where Brine Paula was without hesitation.

I didn’t have to wander or do anything. Not getting lost was Saint Clair’s specialty, so there was no need to worry about going down the wrong path just by setting the destination of fate as the source of dark magic.

Occasionally, the stairs collapsed or the road was blocked, but I and the sword expert’s physical abilities assisted by magic were enough to solve the problem.

Although Saint Claire had to move on my back whenever such a terrain appeared.

After advancing under the protection of Jordi, who avoids various obstacles or cuts down oncoming ghouls.

I could confirm that there were letters written in blood next to the door on the topmost floor of the mansion.

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“… It’s leading me inside.”

Saint Clare muttered as she pointed to the door next to the wall with disturbing writings.

Seeing the undried blood dripping down, it must have been a warning to us.

Also, it meant that it was nearby.

I didn’t know when the guy hiding in the aura of dark magic that filled the entire top floor of the mansion would appear, so I grabbed Saint Claire’s shoulders and pulled her closer to me.

The aura created by dark magic was not a darkness that could be illuminated by fire or light magic, so Saint Clare made a light sphere with divine magic.

There was still an eerie and dingy dark magic, but the surroundings were still brighter.

Relying on the weak light she created, we entered the room.

A large room with nothing to see. But we were pretty sure there was nothing there.

As I moved toward the center of the room, constantly searching my surroundings with a narrow stride, a ghoul jumped out of the darkness.

“Kie eh… !!”

Ugh. With Jordi’s sword, the monster that was once a human was cut in half and fell to the ground.

Before long, several ghouls came out from all over the room and surrounded the three of us.

“be careful!”

At the same time as Saint Claire said those words, she created a protective barrier for us, and within that barrier, Jordy and I each did our best to respond.

I with magic and broadsword. He with the holy law and the longsword.

Me and Jordi constantly cut and eliminated the ghouls that began to rush in.

Around the time the tenth ghoul was eliminated, Saint Claire found the next path.

“It’s a closet! There’s a space beyond that closet that leads to another room!”

She said confidently, pointing to one of the spaces from which the ghouls sprang.

The problem is how to break through those ghouls and enter the space inside the closet.

If you put your body in a place where several monsters pop out like that, it would only be a meal for the monsters.

“Sir Jordi, can you buy me some time?”

“… Against this number of ghouls, not even a minute is going to be easy.”

“Twenty seconds is enough.”

“… If that’s the case, somehow.”

As soon as those words were finished, Jordi tightly gripped the sword he was wielding with both hands with one hand.

Although the power temporarily decreases and the burden on one arm increases significantly, compared to holding a sword with both hands, it is a posture that allows you to defend a wider range.

I hurriedly prepared the magic to infiltrate the closet before Jordi’s burden became longer.

flame. compression. flame. compression.

Compresses an undefined fireball to form a fireball. A series of processes that wrap the fireball into flame again and compress it into a larger fireball.

It was a simple yet effective magic.

And with the other hand, he used wind magic to create a sphere of oxygen in the same way.

This one is also simple, sure, and the most useful magic.

Compressed fireballs and chunks of oxygen flew towards the cracks through which the ghouls were leaking.

After that, there was a big explosion enough to shake the mansion slightly.

“Kyaaa?!”

Saint Clare’s embarrassed scream came from behind.

If I had had a bit more time, I would have told her in advance, but it was a luxurious act to take care of her one by one in a situation like this.

Fortunately, the compression explosion magic worked properly and succeeded in creating a large hole beyond the closet, and charred bodies of ghouls were scattered around the broken wall.

And then, a man’s voice came back from the other side of the collapsed wall.

“Come in, mortals who are qualified to become immortals and gain eternal life.”

A voice seemed to have already been waiting for us to arrive.