The Immortal Genius Spearman - Chapter 128



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The Immortal Genius Spearman (128)
Woof woof woof.

A cross-legged posture with the back straight.

Now, I have become so used to it that I have to do it in this posture whenever I practice magic power training.

“Hoooooooooo, hoooooooooooo.”

With each long exhalation, the magical power filled with the atmosphere builds up inside your body.

The accumulated magical power began to circulate within his body again and move according to Damian’s will.

‘… …Listen.’

Damien spoke calmly, as if magic had an ego.

But strangely enough, just a moment ago, the magical power that was about to run wild out of control became obedient and moved according to Damian’s will.

Damian remembered what Heinel had said.

―Your magical power must be used with strong control and pressure. That means the caster who uses that magical power must be even stronger.

Click and hold.

If I think about it, it seems like I produced more power when I pulled it in with strong control rather than moving it freely.

However, I just thought that it was not a good method because it put a lot of stress on the body every time.

‘But… … This was the right answer.’

I thought it was the wrong path, so I stayed as far away as possible.

In the meantime, I began to regret my actions, which had taken a considerable amount of detours toward my destination.

but.

‘It’s okay now that I know.’

Let bygones be bygones.

It’s good to have regrets, but there’s no greater loss than being stuck in regret and not being able to move forward.

I will use my past mistakes as a stepping stone to move forward faster and higher.

Damian was spinning, holding onto the magical power moving within his body more tightly.

And Heinel is watching that scene.

He was smiling every day, as if he was enjoying his recent training with Damien.

but…….

“Duke Heinel.”

The butler, Philip, approached Heinel with a letter.

It was a letter from the Kaion unit.

Heinel received the letter with a slightly regretful expression.

“Looks like something happened.”

“I think so.”

A look of regret crossed Heinel’s face as he opened the letter.

And as expected, the letter contained hopes for Damien’s speedy return.

“… … The empire is starting to move again.”

“This time, I think you’re serious.”

Until now, it was common for the Empire to show this against the kingdoms on the continent.

Because everyone knew that their ambition was endless.

But even so, the balance was so tight that they couldn’t really get going.

“Have I been away for too long?”

Heinel was called the guardian deity of the Baroque kingdom, but he became disillusioned with the petty political strife and distanced himself from the kingdom.

Of course, the name value would have remained, but its influence would have gradually faded.

Heinel began to wonder if perhaps he was also responsible for the uprising.

But Philip shook his head.

“It’s not your fault, Duke. It’s just that the balance has become unbalanced.”

The Empire’s fourth Auror Master.

His appearance is what made the current situation great.

Moreover, aren’t the soldiers of the empire so strong that each of them can handle three or four soldiers from other kingdoms?

“Then today could be our last sparring session.”

Although I had some regrets, I still intended to do my best until the end.

After a while, Heinel slowly walked towards Damian, who had finished his magic training.

“… … Phew.”

Damien took a deep breath and slowly got up from his seat.

After finishing the magic training method, I always felt my head clear and my body energized.

furthermore.

‘If it were now… … .’

I even felt like I might be able to take a big step forward today.

And then Heinel approached and handed Damian the letter he was holding.

“This is a letter from the unit.”

“yes?”

Suddenly a letter from the unit?

Damien’s expression hardened. Damien soon received the letter and quickly read its contents.

Then Heinel said,

“Things seem to be changing a bit too quickly. So I think today will be our last sparring session… … .”

“… … .”

A deep regret appeared on Damien’s face.

Now it seems like we’re looking for some clues… … .

Ugh.

‘Those damn empire bastards.’

Don’t give me a chance.

But isn’t war something that can cause such variables?

Damien let out a small sigh.

If things had come to this, I had to adapt to the situation.

Then Damien spoke to Heinel.

“Today… … I ask for your good day.”

“Haha, I feel like I’ve gained something, so I’m looking forward to it today. Should we start right now?”

“yes.”

From now on, every minute and every second is precious.

Damien nodded. And.

“If it’s okay, can I use your window?”

“Then I will do it with a real sword as well.”

They strongly expressed their regret, knowing that it would be their last.

Damien grabbed his own window, which was stored inside the house.

A spear made by Tor-El from amanatium.

But I haven’t used it for over 20 days.

Kwak.

The moment I grabbed the spear, it felt like a part of my body, unlike anything I’d used before.

The corners of Damien’s mouth rose without him knowing it.

“What a sight to see.”

“……yes?”

Philip, who was watching the scene, blurted out a word. When Damien tilted his head in confusion,

Thud thud.

He said as he approached.

“It’s a really good thing to have a favorite that suits you. That alone can greatly enhance your skills.”

“……you’re right.”

“This window must contain Damien’s story. That’s why he has that same expression now.”

Philip said to Damien with a faint smile.

“I’m definitely looking forward to something different from before. But there’s one thing I want to say… … .”

Philipp said, looking towards Heinel, who had already gone outside.

“I hope that Your Highness will keep in mind that he has also had his own illness.”

“… … .”

In an instant, a cold sweat ran down Damien’s spine.

Because I understood so clearly what Philip was trying to say.

Then Philip said:

“The Duke who holds Gracel becomes a completely different person.”

At Philip’s words, Damien gulped and looked at Heinel who was waiting for him.

* * *

A cool breeze blew.

Rather than feeling refreshed as usual.

“……haha.”

The whole body was warning.

I’m telling you to get out of here right now.

At that feeling, Damien burst into laughter without realizing it.

After hearing what Philip said, I felt a bit nervous.

‘This is… … so different?’

Damian gulped as he looked at Heinel, who was standing there holding his sword.

Until now, I felt a considerable amount of momentum when fighting with a wooden sword, but this time, didn’t he become a completely different person?

But then.

“How long are you going to keep having a snowball fight? You won’t have time.”

“… … I know.”

I know better than anyone that time is running out.

but…….

Gulp.

A drop of sweat ran down his cheek, formed on his chin, and then fell to the floor.

Die.

I certainly felt that way, but as Heinel said, time, more precious than gold, was passing by.

Swish.

Damien lifted the window.

Anyway, the people we will have to deal with in the future are those with this kind of momentum.

‘Don’t be intimidated.’

Haven’t you been running forward without stopping all this time?

When you feel that the other person is overwhelming you.

‘Recall the efforts you’ve made so far.’

The efforts that were built up day after day, without stopping even for a single day, have always supported me in times like these.

Before I knew it, Damien’s eyes had turned cold. And the energy flowing out of his body.

Woohoo!

It wasn’t sharp, but it felt very tightly packed.

Heinel felt the heavy energy flowing out of Damian’s body and raised his sword.

‘I see you understand.’

Mastering magical powers with strong control.

Even at this very moment, it seemed like a considerable amount of stress was being placed on his body.

‘I can’t even guess how far I can grow.’

It is clear that through this work, Damien will once again take another step forward in his growth.

That’s why.

“This time I’ll go first.”

I had to focus on my final fight with him.

Because it is necessary to push him so that even just a little bit of his strength can be extracted.

Fit!

In an instant, Heinel’s new model disappeared.

A moment of bewilderment crossed Damian’s face as Heinel’s new model completely disappeared from his sight. But.

thud!

With a strong kick, Damien quickly moved sideways, extending his spear.

“That’s great.”

I never thought he would react to this movement.

No, didn’t the reaction catch up with you?

Although the timing was a little late.

‘Ordinary knights would lose their necks without even being able to react.’

Suaaaaaaah!

Heinel lightly deflected Damien’s spear with his sword.

and.

“We have to block it well.”

He then swung the sword he had raised downwards.

With a feeling as if space was being torn apart.

Kwaaaaang!

There was a tremendous roar and black energy burst out.

but.

Swish.

The moment his sword swung, Damian had already turned to the side and taken two steps back.

Heinel couldn’t hide his surprise at Damien’s natural evasive movements, like flowing water.

At the very moment when he used his sword.

‘You grew up again?’

I thought I could avoid it.

But I never thought I would avoid it so perfectly…

Shh.

“That’s interesting.”

Go wild some more.

Heinel swung his sword again straight at Damian.

Wow!

When his beloved soldier, Gracel, collided with Damian’s spear, he pushed the guy away with a burst of momentum.

“Ugh!”

“It’s a good window. I didn’t know it would reduce Gracel’s resistance to this extent.”

Heinel admired Damien’s window.

I couldn’t tell what that faintly purple thing was, but it bumped into Gracel without even causing a scratch.

It must mean that it is a weapon with strength as strong as Gracel.

But Damian didn’t have the luxury of listening to Heinel’s words.

‘A little more… … A little more… … !’

Woof woof woof.

Damian compressed the magical power moving inside his body with both hands as if crushing it, and spread it more strongly throughout his body.

Crunch, crunch!

Every single cell of the muscle.

Push and push into the squeezed window until it reaches the end, so that not even the size of a needle hole is consumed.

He poured all his concentration into swinging his spear continuously towards Heinel.

Swaaaak!

Heinel dodged Damien’s horizontal swing by leaning his waist back sharply.

The moment Damien’s spear passes over his face, which is bent backwards.

Swish.

Everything began to appear clearer, as if the world had slowed down.

‘……uh?’

That strange feeling of the moment.

But Damien’s eyes wavered.

Ugh!

I gathered my concentration and took a step closer to that world. And… … .

Phew!

A tremendous amount of magical power poured out from the spear held in Damian’s hand.

Damien bit his lips hard, grabbed the spear with both hands, and twisted his waist backwards.

He tightly held onto the magical power that seemed like it would scatter in all directions at any moment and focused it on the spear.

Right then.

Wooooow!

A tremendous condensation of magical power that extends long and wide around the window with intense momentum.

The intense power that condensed Damien’s speculation was concentrated throughout the window.

“Whoaaaaaaaaaaap!”

Just like the sword that Heinel shot at Damian a moment ago,

Kwaaaaaaaang!

With Damian’s shout, his spear extended towards Heinel.

and.

“… … Heh heh.”

Heinel, who had taken the attack, burst into laughter at the sight of himself.