The Genius Archer Who Became a One-Man Army - Chapter 125



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◈ Genius Shin-Gung who became a one-man army (125)

Although the atmosphere was quiet, there was a feeling of fierce tension throughout the palace.

People were busy preparing for the Parcontium that would take place after decades, and some were entering the palace giggling with anticipation.

“……Phew.”

Lian, who had been meditating since early in the morning, slowly opened her eyes and exhaled.

Because of the cool breeze coming in through the window, I could already feel the presence of many people.

dripping.

And then someone knocked on Lian’s door. It was someone, but it was obvious what it was.

Lian opened the door and looked at Isaac.

“Are you ready?”

“It’s perfect. What about you?”

“I’m fine with that too.”

As Isaac spoke with a smirk, Lian smiled back.

Soon the two went out to the central hall of the annex where the guests were staying.

Many members of the delegation were already waiting.

Shortly after Lian and Isaac arrived, Apel appeared with his attendants.

“Everyone, remember today. It will be a very meaningful day when my name will be spread throughout the continent.”

“…….”

How many layers does that face have?

Although Apel’s words made her hands curl up on their own, Lian looked at him as if nothing had happened.

A confident look.

Skills that are as outstanding as his confidence.

You could tell how much training he had put in just by looking at his shaky breathing and his gait.

Although he speaks so unluckily, it means that he is putting in a tremendous amount of effort behind the scenes.

“I hope things turn out well, but please know that returning safely is the most important thing.”

Baron Marok, the leader of the group of messengers, spoke to Lian, Isaac, and Appel.

Ethan also proceeded to Parcontium by strategy, but asked that three people be brought back safely.

Many people are probably worried about this Parcontium.

But what can we do?

The die has been cast, and wasn’t that your own choice?

No one has come here without their own will.

Lian nodded at Baron Marok.

“Don’t worry. It will turn out well.”

Marok nodded at Lian’s words.

“Then let’s go.”

The atmosphere of the delegation was almost solemn.

There was not a single person who smiled or spoke lightly, as if they were soldiers going to the battlefield.

And the garden of the royal palace where the Parcontium takes place.

There was already a stage and seating area that could be called a competition venue.

Of course, the audience would be either high-ranking figures within the Baroque Kingdom or warriors with similar skills.

Although they were not many in number, each and every one of them was clearly an important figure in the Baroque kingdom.

Looking at those sitting in the audience, Lian almost burst out laughing.

‘If I just kill everyone here, maybe I can take over the Baroque Kingdom… …?’

Of course, that’s just nonsense.

The guy sitting on the left. And the guy right next to him,

‘There are only monsters gathered here.’

In fact, even Belzemin Daizel, who is sitting in the middle, is an opponent that the three of us here cannot handle.

But there are a couple of other people with similar skill levels, so what more is there to say?

Lian looked at the guys on the other side of the stadium, hiding her feelings.

Isaac, who was looking at it with me, said.

“I guess it’s those guys.”

“huh.”

Warriors from the Baroque Kingdom who they will have to fight in Parcontium this time.

Unlike their young faces, they all look extraordinary.

‘Well, they are the guys who emerged as promising representatives of the Baroque Kingdom.’

But what is a little strange is that the other half is not visible.

I’ve never actually met him, but I’ve seen his portraits a lot, so I know his face.

But there is no half.

It’s not exact, but what it probably means is… … .

‘Did you think it wasn’t worth coming out?’

Considering the rumored nature of his personality, it is quite possible.

In the first place, the guy had no interest in the Artian Kingdom or the Meladion Kingdom.

He is just a king among kings who looks down from above.

You may not be interested in a fight between these promising prospects.

‘Maybe it’s a blessing.’

It felt like we had overcome a big danger.

To be honest, if half of it came out, Lian wouldn’t have been confident either.

Then, the warriors of the Baroque Kingdom attending the Parcontium and the attendees of the Artian Kingdom climbed up onto the stadium.

Everyone stood facing each other and looked at each other, then soon turned towards the stage where Belzemin was.

“Don’t back down, fight.”

As the six contestants began to show their appreciation, Belzemin looked at them and left a brief comment.

‘Don’t back down… … .’

In some ways, I thought it was the same essence that the Baroque kingdom pursued.

As soon as the referee in charge of the proceedings nodded, the magicians outside the stadium began to activate their magical devices.

Perhaps it’s a safety device that allows you to run wild inside.

As the magic barrier was perfectly created, Apel looked at Isaac and Lian and said.

“Get down, it’s my stage from now on.”

Lian and Isaac nodded at his confident expression.

I don’t like their attitude, but aren’t they on the same side anyway?

Lian, who had soon descended to the stadium, saw the first participant from the Baroque Kingdom side.

Soon, the man watching the proceedings gave a brief explanation about the players from both sides.

At best, it was just a name and a family name, but just hearing the guy’s name was enough.

Peredion dilamentary.

Although he was not famous in his past life, he was still quite famous within the Baroque kingdom.

‘Spear technique… is that it?’

The guy came out carrying an unusually long spear, but what was unusual was that he had three shorter spears hanging from his back that could be used as javelins.

I don’t know what kind of battle it will show, but anyway, that abnormally long spear is bothering me.

Sling.

Apel drew his sword as if he didn’t care about such things.

“A weapon that shows useless tricks.”

Apel, holding his sword with both hands, raised it above his head.

It was one of the characteristics of the swordsmanship used by Apel.

Basically, to do a ‘beki’, you need to do two movements: raise your sword and swing it downwards.

However, if you are holding a sword in the first place, you can complete the ‘slash’ simply by swinging it downwards.

It was a unique sword technique that seemed simple but maximized attack power.

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“That Artian guy talks too much.”

Peredion stretched his long spear forward, looking at Apel, who had already taken a stance.

It is a spear that is at least 3 meters long.

I was wondering how to control it,

Pavat-!

The first to move was Peredion.

Booooooooooooo-!

The spear he was holding swung quickly across his shoulder.

Peredion, who swung his spear using his body’s centrifugal force, quickly stretched his arm and hurled the spear at Apel.

Suaaaak-!

At that moment, it felt as if Peredion’s arms had grown longer.

He swung the spear as if he was throwing it using centrifugal force, and because he was holding the spear by the tip, the spear extended to almost 4 meters, the length of his arm.

Wow-!

Apel calmly deflected the guy’s spear and dove straight into the guy’s arms.

If you use such a long spear, the inside of the guy will be like the core of a typhoon.

‘but.’

The moment Apel dug inside, Lian’s eyes calmed down.

In the Baroque kingdom, military force was valued above all else.

In such a kingdom, wouldn’t a promising candidate to join the Parcontium have been able to compensate for such a fundamental weakness of the spear?

Suaak-!

While Lian’s question remained unanswered, Apel, who had dug into Peredion’s arms, swung his sword at him.

The guy’s long spear hasn’t even been recovered yet.

“Is this all you have?”

“There’s no way that’s true.”

Peredion twisted the spear he was holding and let go. And at that very moment, tsk tsk-!

With a strange sound, his 3 meter long spear folded in half with a solid line appearing in the middle.

Just like scissors.

“……!”

Apel, who was about to swing his sword, quickly bent down and lowered his body.

Bang-!

The half-folded window fell to the floor with a sharp metallic sound,

“Do you have time for that?”

Peredion, who had been holding the short spear on his back, swung the spear from below upward.

An intense aura flashing along with it.

Some of Artian’s messengers who were watching the scene unconsciously closed their eyes.

Because it was a perfect attack with no room to dodge.

That’s so extreme-!

But in that brief moment, Apel tilted his sword and stood up, deflecting the guy’s spear with the blade.

bang!

The moment Apel’s fist struck Peredion’s forehead, the guy barely managed to block the attack by pulling out his spear.

“Huh!”

Peredion, who had been thrown away, looked at Apel with a frown on his face.

Gulp.

Perhaps because of the aftereffects of the auror just now, blood flowed from Apel’s head and ran down his forehead.

“……Whew, this is irritating from the start.”

The smell of blood mixed with sweat tickles my nose.

Apel lightly wiped the blood off with the back of his hand, frowned, and then swept his bangs back with his left hand.

Karang!

Apel kicked the guy’s spear, which was folded in half and lying on the ground, towards Peredion.

Swish.

And then Apel, holding the sword with both hands, raised his sword.

“Listen again.”

His gaze stretched out coldly towards Peredion.

His aura began to form along with small currents of air rippling across Apel’s body.

“I’ll show you what real skill is.”

Apel quickly rushed towards Peredion.

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A little further away from the Baroque palace gardens stands a tall, tower-like structure.

It was created as a place to view flares and flags rising from afar, but it is not used for any purpose other than exhibitions.

That’s why Ban sometimes came here to rest.

“It’s pretty good.”

Tails muttered softly as Parcontium watched the match.

Isn’t Peredion famous among promising players for handling spears at a high level?

No, rather than specifically speaking about the window, his overall skills were superior to those of most generals.

“There probably aren’t many people in our kingdom who can fight Peredion like that.”

“Well… not bad.”

Half watched their match with an indifferent expression. Tail, who had a puzzled expression on his face, pointed to a guy outside the stadium.

“Do you see that guy with blue hair over there?”

“why?”

“That’s him. He’s the disciple of Duke Gaiel Pitt.”

At those words, Ban’s gaze changed for a moment.

I looked at him with some interest.

Although he was not particularly special or impressive, he succeeded in garnering the class’s interest simply by being the disciple of Duke Gaiel Pitt.

Soon, Ban’s gaze turned to Lian next to him.

To be exact, it was a bow held in his hand.

“……Archer?”

An archer in a one-on-one duel like this.

Does this make sense?

Van asked Dale.

“Who is that guy? The one with the bow.”

“bow?”

Tails looked at Lian.

“Um… Well? I’m not sure.”

Tails shrugged and Ban looked at him with a smirk.

Tail also uses a sword, but he also has fairly high-level archery skills.

Ban asked Tails.

“Who do you think is a better archer, you or that guy?”

“Huh? Of course it would be me.”

“You’re going to Parcontium with a bow? Can you fight me one-on-one with a bow?”

“Umm…….”

Tails scratched his cheek, avoiding eye contact as if embarrassed.

Although the bow is certainly an excellent weapon, it is not very effective in a head-on fight.

At Tail’s reaction, Ban’s gaze turned back to Lian.

If the guy survives… … .

“That’s interesting.”

This is the first time I’ve been interested in this game.

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