The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 99
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#99. Plague Lord (4)
Izumi was angry.
‘I can’t do anything alone!’
It was anger towards myself.
As the battle continued, his anger at his incompetence became more and more painful.
‘Why was I so lazy?’
Born into another world, I lived like a vagabond because I had no motivation.
“Izumi! Did you skip swordsmanship class again?”
“Hehe. Sorry, Mom. I don’t really want to do it… … .”
“… … If you really don’t want to, I’ll skip the swordsmanship lessons. Anyway, you’re so fit, so why do you hate moving so much?”
Even the swordsmanship that noblemen learn as a form of education is often neglected.
Finally, the mother, unable to bear it any longer, sent the instructor away.
If I had learned swordsmanship properly back then, would things have been different?
‘I shouldn’t have done that.’
I arbitrarily decided that my second life had no meaning, and I wasted 20 years of my life like a bum.
The consequences of that easy waste were right before my eyes.
“Cough!”
Cedric continued to guard him.
Whenever he makes a mistake or missteps, Do-seong-ji inevitably flies in.
When the plague was imminent, Liliana’s bullets protected him.
Despite all that help, Seong Yoo-seong was unable to reach Ho-cheon.
‘……decomposition.’
He ground his teeth.
‘Too much trouble!’
I felt so ashamed of myself for being so helpless and for having wasted 20 years of my past in laziness.
He swings his sword, overcome with resentment that brings him to tears.
However, the sword swung by the fire became dull. The plague once again approached Izumi’s weak point as her movements became larger.
Cedric is hurt again.
Izumi’s head was filled with panic. The despair of not being able to win here made her suffocate.
And then.
“Once the battle begins, only Izumi can cut off Sachon’s head.”
“…Can I do it?”
“sure.”
My conversation with Justinas came to mind.
“I always believe in you!”
A bright smile too.
“……okay.”
He adjusted his grip on the sword.
“You can do it.”
no.
“I have to!”
Gather your wits.
As the excitement subsided and her composure returned, the situation became much more objective. Izumi opened her eyes wide and concentrated.
Then it ‘appeared’.
White lines extending out in a line.
I still don’t know what that line refers to, but I think I know how to use it.
‘… go!’
Izumi slashed along the white lines as best as she could. It wasn’t easy to maintain her newfound vision, so she still made mistakes, but the sword was much sharper than before.
‘I can do it too!’
The expression that had been so relaxed disappeared. Izumi felt refreshed, empowered by her body moving as she wanted and her vision that seemed like another world.
He laughed.
‘You can do it!’
Can kill.
If we all combine our strength, we can defeat this inhuman man!
Thinking like that.
‘See? Youth, I can do it too-‘
The moment I looked back.
Izumi was left speechless.
Thanks to his vision that glowed even in the dark, he could see exactly what Justinas looked like.
Blood. My whole body was covered in blood.
In particular, the left arm was so dark red that it was impossible to recall the original color of the priest’s vestments.
Even with that body, Justinas somehow managed to keep her feet on the ground and send out her power. Her blue eyes sparkled in a cross shape. She was coughing up blood.
‘… … Youth? Why are you like that? Youth was always behind.’
The demons are unreasonable.
Because they regenerate continuously unless you behead them with the Holy Sword.
That is why the battle between humans and demons is difficult to establish from the start.
It was the saint’s miracle that turned this irrational battlefield around.
When she is present, humans also regenerate.
And the enemy, Hocheon, would know that fact best.
‘…I see.’
Raven deals with plagues.
It was clear that Do Hye-won had done that to avoid their gaze, as if casting a curse.
To get rid of the most disturbing things.
Fury rose at the conclusion reached.
Who is the person you are angry at?
Raven who hurt Justinas?
Or, was she the one who didn’t know until she was in that state?
… No. I don’t mind that.
“Fucking raveeeeeee!”
A ghostly scream rose from his vocal cords. His vision shook with cold anger.
He leaped.
The white lines visible at that moment.
Among them, swing the meteor along the brightest and clearest line.
Holy Comet
-Crunch!
A brilliant shooting star fell horizontally.
***
Raven was embarrassed.
To him, humans were nothing more or less than insignificant creatures.
Unlike the demon race, who enjoy a lifespan similar to that of elves, humans live for only a hundred years.
Even his natural talent is humble.
Unlike the demons who can see and feel magical power as if they were waving their arms and legs from the moment they become conscious, they cannot see magical power no matter what they do.
Even the most talented humans have a hard time borrowing magical power from high-ranking demons through complex formulas.
Swordsmanship was beyond words.
In a sword that becomes stronger the longer it is used, the time gap between the demons and humans cannot be narrowed.
That’s why intermediate and higher level demons are extremely arrogant.
Even low-level demons like burrows can single-handedly defeat a well-trained knight squad. A mid-level demon can defeat a group of low-level demons.
So, the moment you are given the title of intermediate, you can easily defeat even the great wizard known as the wisest among humans.
Unless you’re an elven wizard hundreds of years old, there’s nothing to fear.
The high-ranking demon tribe ‘Sacheon’, who commanded intermediate and upper-level demon tribes as their servants, did not bow to anything under the heavens except the Demon King.
That pride was so inflated that the moment he became ‘sincere’ towards a weak human, his magical power would decrease drastically. This was because his ego, the source of his magical power, was damaged.
I was that confident.
… why now?
‘… …Did you fall?’
No, I didn’t fall.
He fell to the ground with his head cut off.
‘My head was cut off.’
The head.
Of all places, the head.
His body was trembling. When he raised his arms, he couldn’t feel the part that should have been above his neck.
‘…under!’
Raven laughed in vain. It was more absurd than infuriating.
To be treated like this by a human being.
To a human being…!
Black eyes turned to the back.
“Is this… … really dead?”
“Ugh, it moves even though its head is cut off. It feels bad.”
His gaze was not directed at the enemy who was muttering about him or the warrior whose neck he had cut off.
Quite the opposite.
A pure white woman who I thought I couldn’t even be compared to.
‘It’s all because of that woman.’
okay.
She was the one who killed Raven, even though she didn’t attack even once.
If she hadn’t been there, the enemies before my eyes would have been annihilated in an instant.
Raven gritted his teeth.
‘Damn Demon King! If only it weren’t for that guy’s orders… … .’
Honestly, when he first met Justinas, he wanted to snap his neck right away.
Because that woman cured her own plague when she was only twelve years old.
When he suffered defeat because of a brat during his first activity in a long time, that son of a bitch Changcheon teased him about how much he had been teased.
“The saint must be kept alive.”
If it weren’t for the Demon King’s orders, he would have killed the saint as soon as she entered the crack.
Then this wouldn’t have happened.
But what if I try to restore it?
‘Fuck. I guess it’s okay now.’
He can’t live anymore.
In that case, wouldn’t it be more profitable to take revenge?
The black eyes sparkled with resentment and madness. The hollow body reached out.
Not much manipulation is required.
“I’m sorry, Kolok. I’m sorry for causing you such trouble… … .”
Because the device is finished.
When the ‘saint’ the Demon King had spoken of entered his labyrinth, everything.
“The Demons are truly a disgusting bunch. The way they laugh until the moment they die really makes me feel bad.”
Crunch.
As Raven clenched his fist, Dosungji stepped on his head, shattering it. The shattered skull soon disintegrated into natural magical energy, just like when other demons die.
“…Damn demons.”
Do Seong-ji felt the touch on his toes and laughed fiercely. The part of his arm that had been cut off earlier still felt numb.
‘Still, it’s finally over.’
I finally won a fight that seemed to have no chance of winning. I hate to admit it, but it was thanks to the priestess and her colleagues.
“Phew.”
I should at least give him a reward.
Suddenly, a loud noise pierced into the ears of Do Seong-ji, who was thinking so peacefully.
“Youth! No!”
It was a scream so eerie.
It’s hard to believe that he’s a normally reserved man, but his outburst makes the listener’s hairs stand on end.
“Youth!”
Dosungji hurried to the source of the noise. After running a few steps, he found the priestess surrounded by her colleagues.
“No, Youth. No, right? You’re lying. No. Oh, please. Youth. Open your eyes. No. No. No. No. No. No. No.”
“What is that-”
Do Seong-ji, who had checked the condition of the priestess, instinctively took a step back.
It was an absolutely unbelievable sight.
That’s understandable, the priestess.
“Open your eyes, Justinas!”
already…….