The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 143

143 – The Beginning Hero

Even though I slightly deceived the scales.

It is true that thanks to ‘Manabun’, I have become stronger than before.

I knew that the secret technique of the Sword Seongsik was a mysterious and powerful technique.

Honestly, I didn’t know.

No matter how much it is, I never thought that one sin would really kill me. Even Ras, who was cut by me with one hit, was the one who suffered the most out of the Seven Deadly Sins.

So, I planned to increase the output more than usual and deal with two or three more blows.

“···It’s not some kind of sunfish.”

I was trying to catch the form, but when I looked at the spot where Lars had been and turned to dust after just one hit, I was so dumbfounded that it was almost pointless.

“What on earth are you doing, even to the swordsman ceremony…?”

Duran, who could not keep his mouth shut, was muttering with a pale face.

“···Thank you.”

Perhaps because he had fulfilled his wish, Geomseong, whose eyes were red, bowed his head and expressed his gratitude to me.

“I am the one to be thankful.”

I felt embarrassed after seeing that, and after answering that, I turned his head. It’s still too early to give an awkward greeting.

Because, there was still one guy left to deal with.

“Morte.”

As I turned my gaze to the man’s name, I saw a man wearing a black robe standing up and looking at me.

At the same time.

-Crash.

The handle of his sword was snapped.

‘Huh…?’

Chaaa!

The sword blade soaked in black light is swung in the blink of an eye, and black lines begin to fill the field of vision, drawing a familiar trajectory.

Quaaang!

“···!”

I hurriedly swung the sword of good and evil covered in pure white starlight to block Mort’s blow, and it was difficult for me to hide my surprise.

It was worth it. The single slash he made a while ago was a blow I was all too familiar with.

“Soul cutting…?”

I had doubts for a moment, but after seeing the trajectory and moving posture of the sword Mort swung, I could not deny it.

The blow that Mort showed just moments ago was the first type of divine sword type, a soul cut.

“You seem very surprised.”

Mort, who saw my surprise, spoke in a satisfied tone.

“Honestly, I was surprised too. “I really, really had no idea that swordsmanship like this existed in the world.”

Morte holds the blade he wielded in front of his face covered by the hood and mutters in admiration.

“Why are you using a divine sword?”

When I saw that, I tried to ask something, but I couldn’t continue talking and had to immediately raise my sword. Because it was confirmed.

Whoa.

The black chill exhaled from its breath.

So bad.

The surroundings are frozen by the cold and turning black.

Familiar breathing, familiar chill, familiar posture.

And.

A familiar word coming out of the guy’s mouth.

“Frozen melody.”

Morte’s sword falls down.

Chaaa!

Dark blue solid lines are drawn everywhere, and dark blue light bursts out from everywhere.

An icy, lonely chill begins to dominate the surroundings.

It is clear that if he stays still, he will be frozen and torn to pieces by the sword swung by Mort.

“New sword type 2.”

So, I immediately manifested the magic circle engraved in my mind.

Cold breath is expelled from deep in the lungs, and chill and starlight seep into the sword body.

“Frozen melody.”

He chants and swings his sword.

A blue solid line begins to be added to the black solid line that fills the field of vision.

A blue flash bursts out above the dark blue light that was coloring every place in darkness.

While the surroundings are turning black or blue.

Sparkle!

The solid black and blue lines drawn in all directions explode with black and blue flashes at the same time.

A group of overflowing dark blue lights.

In the meantime, a man wearing a black robe can be seen pulling out another sword and taking a familiar stance.

Thump.

I immediately kicked my foot.

“Burning…”

Boom!

“Hey.”

Before the guy swung his sword, I stopped him by putting my sword in the blade and asked him straight away.

“What are you?”

Is it because a situation occurred that was not seen in the game or even imagined?

Or is it just because he was angry at the fact that I was casually using the divine sword that I learned from my teacher?

I could only utter one word in my trembling voice.

“Are you curious?”

Was it nice for him to see me like that?

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Pisik.

The corners of the mouth visible through the covered hood rise strangely.

“Before that, let me ask first.”

Suddenly, Mort rotated his body, pulled out the sword that was interlocking with my sword, and struck me with the sword he was holding with his opposite hand.

Boom!

When he blocked the sword with the sword he held in his left hand, he opened his lips, letting out a breath that felt hot.

“Where is Daphne now?”

“What…?”

An unexpected name leaked from between the guy’s lips.

“Daphne, where is she now?” She asked.

The accident stops for a moment.

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

Boom! Bang! Bang!

The two black swords he holds are swung at me in succession.

“Anyway, this body that desperately wants that woman will definitely find that woman…”

Boom! Bang! Bang!

The starlight and magic energy continue to collide, making a loud noise.

“Because this body will eat that woman.”

Incomprehensible stories constantly leak from his lips. Perhaps because of my disorganized mind, gaps appear in my movements.

And, not missing the gap, Mort stretched out his foot.

Puck!

At the same time as a heavy pain is felt in the abdomen, the body begins to explode at a rapid pace.

With Mort gradually disappearing from sight.

Growing.

Black flames begin to rise from the sword he raises high.

“You bastard…”

As I look at this guy who dares to show off the third type of Shinken style, a blazing tune, in front of me, I reflexively curse.

Good.

It was clear that if I flew still, my entire body would melt and flow, so I gave strength to my body and landed on the ground.

Then, he immediately manifested the magic circle that remained in his mind.

Heat increases with breathing, and red flames bloom on the sword body.

“A burning tune.”

“A burning tune.”

My lips and Mort’s lips are sweet at the same time.

My sword and Mort’s sword are swung at the same time.

The dark red solid line and the blood red solid line overlap each other.

Two fire-like flames of different colors combine to create a waterspout.

Howling!

The two flames that became a waterspout soared into the sky and disappeared.

“Anyway…”

In the land where the heat still remains, the sword of good and evil I hold and the sword of Mort collide.

Quaaang!

“This body seems to be a little stronger than yours.”

“···Ugh!”

My eyes widen at the cheeky voice.

I tried to refute something, but as I watched my sword getting closer to my face, little by little, I couldn’t come up with a proper answer.

“I asked you earlier. What are you looking at me for? “Please answer me now.”

“I am Mort. Also···.”

I guess you asked because I didn’t know that?

The moment he was about to say

, The hood covering his face was pulled back.

Black hair, burning red eyes, and familiar features that anyone can live with satisfaction begin to come into view.

“You are also the same person you used to be, bound by an old contract.”

What?

****

“I saw Mort.”

Evil, who was lying down on the bed, spoke with a trembling voice to Darren, who had taken him there.

“For some reason, I was in another body.”

“In the end… It looks like that guy has gone as far as he can.”

Darren answered in a calm voice, pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

Inhabited another body. The meaning of these words was nothing short of shattering Darren’s faint hopes.

“Yes, his soul is now completely corrupted. So much so that he could raise his already dead body by breathing in his soul.”

“That person would not be saved even if the Heavenly God appeared now.”

“That’s right. It must be said that his light, having crossed the river of fate that he should not have crossed, has now faded.

“The good news is that we had already anticipated this.”

Whoa. The deep sighs of the two men made the room feel stuffy.

“But, there is a bigger problem than that. “I can’t believe I’m finally realizing this…”

Evil’s expression began to become quite serious.

“Are you saying it’s a bigger problem?”

“Morte, the body he resides in!”

“Ah, if it’s because the physical appearance resembles that of Carmel and that child, then everyone already knows….”

“That’s not the problem!”

“Yes…?”

“I thought the child’s face looked familiar… Sir Darren. Listen carefully. If my frayed memory is correct, the body that Mort dwells in is…”

Evil, whose face had turned completely white, spoke to her with difficulty in her trembling voice.

“It is his body.”

“Yes…?”

“The hero of the beginning, the first leader of the Dragon Blood Knights, and the hero that humanity has lost.”

“Uh… Wait, no way…”

“Werheim.”