The Killer’s Otherworld - Chapter 67



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067. Magic Swordsman(?) (1)

Icarone’s indifferent gaze is a bonus.

Requil groaned, swinging his sword nervously.

“What the heck! There’s no way you can surprise me with such lethality! You seem so confident because you beat Mateo, but do you want to have a proper fight with me? I can easily beat someone like Mateo now, too.”

Requil was furious, his face reddening, perhaps because he was embarrassed that he had just closed his eyes, or because he was excited.

Icarone looked at him for a moment, then turned around with one corner of his mouth slightly raised. The young knight’s eyes showed a deep goodness beneath his bravado. He was quite talented, but he was also diligent in not neglecting his training, and he was also funny in that he overreacted when prodded. He seemed like the perfect person to keep by the young lady’s side for a long time.

“I, that thing! Are you avoiding it because you’re scared? See, did you see it, Sister? Sister Seremiyan?”

When Seremiyan, who was standing next to him, didn’t respond, Rekiel turned his head. She was staring at a place other than herself or the mercenary, with her mouth wide open. Rekiel also turned his gaze there, but there was nothing surprising except the tree.

“Sister…? What’s wrong?”

“Oh, no…….”

Seremiyan, who answered in a blurry manner like someone who had lost his mind, walked closer to the tree. Then he reached out and touched the tree.

‘Exactly two inches.’

There was a hole exactly the size of the sword. No, it was completely pierced. The distance from where he was to this tree was 15 meters. It would be amazing to throw something and pierce it, but she knew of only one person who could achieve this effect by swinging a sword.

‘Ma… … Inspection?’

The weakest point of magic and the most insoluble problem is ‘delay’. Simple magic can be called immediately if mastered, but even the common fire ball is not free from delay except for those who are called great magicians of level 60 or higher, that is, those with circle 6 or higher. In most cases, it takes more than 1 second to gather fire attribute mana.

In a fight between masters, victory or defeat is determined by 1 second, or even 0.5 seconds. There is a magic called ‘shield’, which is an absolute defense for magicians, but it is only a one-time use, and you cannot pour all your energy into creating a shield. It is almost impossible to use attack magic and shield at the same time, and the limitations are clear. That is why magicians are widely known to have explosive firepower, but ‘extremely’ weak defense, and that is true.

However, about 700 years ago, a being called the ‘Magic Swordsman’ appeared, who completely overturned that old common sense. A swordsman who used magic without delay. When he swung his sword, magic more powerful than any other magic shot out.

It was not water attribute, fire attribute, or brain attribute, but undivided mana itself. It was said to be so powerful that it could be compared to the energy commonly called ‘Aura’, which was said to be a power that only those blessed by Milhama could use. Some magic scholars said that it was a principle of throwing a shield sharply, but even a shield was impossible without delay, and although there were magicians who succeeded in that hypothesis, their power was significantly lower than other attack magic.

A swordsman who uses powerful magic without delay, and who also freely uses other magics and has excellent physical abilities. This ‘foul play’-like being had the power to influence an era, but he stayed away from power. And he unleashed the ‘path’ that everyone wanted to know without any conditions.

However, because it is such a subjective indicator, the number of appearances of magic swordsmen since then has not exceeded ten.

‘A swordsmanship that allows one to fight on equal terms with others. One who has achieved ‘unity of the divine sword.’

‘One who has acquired the ability to feel mana.’

He said that only those who met these two conditions would be given the ‘qualification’ to become a swordsman like him. It seemed that people all over the world were already sighing from the second qualification. At that time, only four people had felt the acquired mana that had been revealed. Furthermore, the first condition was unimaginable. In the end, people judged it to be impossible, and a very small number of acquired magicians devoted themselves to swordsmanship.

But the person suspected of being a magician appeared right before his eyes. Seremiyan was dumbfounded for a while before shaking his head vigorously.

‘No, that can’t be. He can’t even feel mana.’

If you think about it, if you add wind attribute to the sword and blow it, it will have almost the same effect as now. Sometimes, it is said that even if an excellent swordsman cannot feel mana, after countless trainings, he can blow it by putting wind on the tip of the sword.

There is no way that one of only two magic swordsmen in the world could appear before your eyes. There is even less chance that he could be a new magic swordsman unknown to the world. Seremiyan thought about it again and realized that his thoughts were ridiculous, and he let out a snicker.

* * *

The road stretches along trees boasting colorful, broad leaves. There is a small stream next to the road, and the sound of the water flowing beautifully and the birds singing in the forest combine to calm and comfort the mind.

This is a natural walking path that Rachel often visits. Rachel, who was taking each step slowly and carefully, suddenly asked.

“How strong are you…?”

The man standing half a step behind her on the right, Icarone, answered her with a calm look in his eyes.

“How strong a person do you want to be?”

“Enough to not leave me alone in the banquet hall… no, enough to stop my uncle’s knight… no, enough to not let me be swayed by anything….”

Icarone cut off Rachel’s ramblings with a sorrowful expression.

“Choose whatever you want, wherever you are.”

At his words, Rachel turned her head sharply and looked at Icarone. Since he was following her, their faces had become suddenly closer. Her face was the only thing in Icarone’s field of vision, and he could feel her breathing slightly heavy.

The eyes of Icarone that Rachel was looking at were serious. They did not show the usual male bluff, the pride of a prosecutor, or the sweet whispering for the client. Rachel’s pink lips opened slightly. The sweet scent of roses wafted out.

“Is that really…… okay?”

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Her eyebrows trembled and her mouth gulped. At that moment, something thick was placed on Rachel’s head. It was the hand of the man in front of her.

“That’s okay as long as I’m here.”

Rachel felt a strange sense of excitement and sadness. The breeze blowing through the trees felt more refreshing than yesterday.

* * *

As soon as I arrived at the mansion, I went into my room and covered myself with the blanket.

Whether his words were lies or not, whether they were confidence or words that were pleasant to hear, I felt the answer, the look in his eyes, the heart at that time, and my heart felt warm. But my heart was actually beating faster than it was warm. It was a pleasant rough breathing rather than painful, and a strange feeling of my body floating. Rachel covered her face with a pillow and rolled around in this subtle and unfamiliar feeling.

“Whoa.”

Her movements, which had been rolling around dozens of times like a neighborhood idiot, even making noise, stopped.

“ah…….”

Her expression darkened rapidly as a sudden thought occurred to her.

He will leave someday. Even if we wanted to keep him longer, the family doesn’t have the ability to keep him longer than the contract period. Let’s think about reality, reality…

If he really is an exceptionally good prosecutor as he says… … we need to make him realize that he is a thorough man of action. To do that… … .

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-dripping.

“Come in.”

If someone saw him, they would think he was the owner of this mansion. He knew who was coming, so he spoke informally to them and acted so proudly… … Of course, he had been speaking informally to everyone from the beginning. It was very natural, and he didn’t say anything, so no one could refute him and everyone just accepted it.

Rachel slowly opened the door to Icarone. He was sitting by the window reading a book. His sharp jawline and intellectual features, reflected in the early evening glow, made the girl’s face blush. A man who never neglects to cultivate his intellectual skills through constant swordsmanship studies. But the title of the book is… ‘The Cat’s Repayment’?

“What’s going on?”

As she continued to hesitate, Icarone closed the book he had been reading earnestly and asked. Rachel, who had been dumbfounded, came to her senses at the sound of his voice.

“Oh, yes! I have something to tell you. No, I have a favor to ask. I really need you to listen.”

Icarone felt the girl’s eyes becoming brighter and brighter. As he straightened his posture and nodded his head in preparation to listen, she began to speak.

“There was a man named Jeron in our dukedom who used to be the commander of the knights. He passed away eight years ago when he went to sweep a dungeon with my father, but he had incredible swordsmanship skills that were ranked among the top five in our kingdom.”

Rachel paused for a moment, then swallowed hard and continued.

“Mr. Jeron had a son. He went to the mainland and disappeared. No one knows his name. My father might know, but as you know, I am not in a position to ask him. Now, neither the knights who are left here nor I, nor anyone else knows his name.”

The missing son of a great knight, a powerful man whose name is unknown, hearing this, Icarone could tell what she was trying to say, but he just nodded quietly.

“Mr. Mercenary… Could you please say so?”

“i get it.”

Rachel was shocked even after hearing the answer she wanted. He answered right away without even a moment’s hesitation or asking why he had to do that. He was a man who always acted out of the blue and unexpectedly.

* * *

It was early morning, and the world was still green. The area in front of the Leond family’s mansion was bustling with people.

There were no more than ten of them, but Rachel, Icarone, Rekil, and Lorey stood with their backs to the four-horse chariot, while facing them were the veteran knight Marvin, the warrior Seremiyan, and the steward Kirwen.

“I’ll be back soon. Mr. Marvin, Mr. Seremyan, and Kirwen…….”

“Ugh, uh-uh, yes, miss. If you notice anything, come out right away. Phew……”

Marvin stuttered, his face flushed and blue, as if he was feeling unwell. When he finally turned to the side, Requil approached him and tapped him on the shoulder, saying,

“Hey, bro, why are you so worried? I’ll go with you. Don’t worry, don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, so prepare something delicious.”

Marvin pushed his arm away slightly, but didn’t reject him harshly. Rachel looked at his back with an apologetic look, and yesterday’s events came to mind.

“Miss, can’t we all go together? After all, you’re the only one in danger right now, and the Duke isn’t threatened by anyone.”

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