The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 76
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The soldier shouted save (76)
A high-level demon known to have defeated even the Black Knights by losing two knights.
I drew a dot high in the sky with the tip of my sword right in front of the bastard’s eyes.
-Whew! Whoosh!
The thick raindrops created by the sword become increasingly stronger.
The sharp blade forms a heavy shower and pours down towards the bastard’s face.
“… You damn human. You are the swordsman of this generation!”
-Ting ting ting ting ting ting ting ting ting ting!
The guy who blocked all the attacks with his nails raised the corners of his mouth and said.
“I will take bloody revenge on the descendants of the swordsman who cut off my neck… … .”
“You’re being a jerk.”
A purple sword strike that silences the mouths of demons.
The chief jumps up, stepping on the waist of the 3m tall demon, and lands on the ground, stabbing it with his dagger.
“… … It seems like the sword isn’t sticking properly?”
The chief steps back with bouncy steps, catching his breath.
At that moment, the heads of me and the chief were simultaneously shaded.
“stomach!”
The chief and I quickly kicked the ground after seeing the black magic appearing above our heads.
At that sight, someone raises an urgent voice.
“You shouldn’t avoid it! You should destroy it!”
At those words, the leader speaks with an explosion of divine power.
“The professor says we have to destroy it, Allen. Get over here quickly!”
Magic power that expands as if it is about to explode at any moment.
But let’s explode the magic power in our legs and run to where the leader is in one breath.
-Pfft!
The golden divine power swallows up the black magic.
“No matter how much you struggle, nothing will change, human. You will be swallowed up by my wrath… … .”
“Your skin is all torn and you look like you’re in pain, what are you talking about?”
-Thump!
At the leader’s provocation, the demon kicks the ground and raises its claws high.
“Rapsus!”
But when Professor Jaden’s opening words rang out,
“Ugh, ugh… … .”
The demon loses his balance and falls to the ground.
“Huk, huk… I will give you the order. Fight with the mindset of tearing off the bastard’s skin. When his weakness is revealed, I will give you an opportunity.”
When Professor Jaden, who could be said to be the continent’s number one expert on the Demon Tribe, stepped in to lead, a light was shed on the seemingly hopeless fight.
“The Saint’s agent and the Black Sword! You guys again!!”
Thinking back to my old self as a mere soldier, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing now.
-Whew!
React to attacks from higher level demons and deal damage.
“Ugh, ugh!”
He responds by swinging his sword filled with black magic.
The flesh of the guy was cut off like a flower petal that had opened.
Professor Jaden examines the scene closely and shouts.
“Right hand and collarbone! Stab the sword into the scar left by the previous swordsman and release divine power!”
At Professor Jaden’s words, the chief kicks the floor and runs towards the guy.
“Get out, get out!!!”
Black magic condenses between the bastard’s two palms.
As the black magic grew powerfully, Professor Jaden, who had been muttering for a while, raised his voice.
“Eruptio!”
A powerful explosion occurred at the center of the magical sphere he had gathered.
“Ugh, ugh!”
The magic that Jaden had prepared in advance disrupted the magical power that he had gathered.
-Phew.
Two swords are stuck in different places.
“This, this way… … I can’t disappear again… … .”
Clavicle and right wrist.
As I stab the sword into the scar left by the previous swordsman and release the divine power contained within, the bastard’s body begins to slowly disintegrate.
“… Haa, haa, I killed it with great difficulty, but there are still dregs left?”
The sight of the guy again with only his palms left, like a bug crawling on the floor.
“Kki, kkieeek.”
The bastard tried to run away using his fingers as legs, but he stopped moving before he could even get a meter away.
“Conficio!”
Jaden’s subduing magic that was shown in the first class.
Jaden looks down at the guy who has stopped moving and speaks to the chief.
“Ranko, with your divine power, you can completely destroy this.”
“… … What? Do you know my name?”
“You seem to have forgotten that I was in charge of the first-year class. I remember all the students I taught.”
“That must be… tiring.”
The chief shrugged his shoulders, stuck a dagger into the back of the bastard’s hand, and channeled divine power into it.
-Slurp.
The sight of the thing disappearing into black smoke.
At that sight, Jaden stands before me with a gaunt face.
“So what you said about the Demon Clan was true. I think Ranko called him Allen?”
“Allen Howerd. I would like you to keep my presence here a secret.”
“… … Don’t worry about that. I plan to live in the countryside and build a school where no one knows your name or mine.”
Jaden looks at the Academy’s classroom with a bitter face.
“… … Since the Academy tried to turn the place of education into a place of blood, I had no choice but to leave.”
Jaden is seen limping with his injured body, examining the collapsed building.
“Why don’t you take care of yourself first?”
As I took my eyes off the leader who was healing Jaden, I noticed something I had been missing.
“… … Damn, I got hit.”
While fighting against a high-level demon, he squeezes out all his magical power, which is on the verge of running out, and moves his legs with all his might.
“What? What’s going on?”
The chief’s questioning words as he followed me.
He frowns at those words and says,
“The seat vacancy sign keeps blinking.”
What I was missing was the party window with Croa’s name on it.
“Croatia is under attack.”
The high-level demons were just one of the plans to kill the saint candidate.
* * *
Academy 1st year class A classroom.
In a classroom that looked like a ruin with its outer wall blown away, about 10 students were surrounding someone and pointing weapons at them.
“Ignis!”
As the flame magic is fired towards the blond-haired boy, the surrounding students frown.
“Ah, f*ck. There’s sparks flying!”
“Then what, what can I do! If you can’t kill me with a sword, you’ll have to kill me with magic!”
The voices of warriors arguing could be heard from behind.
“Ugh… … . Ugh… … .”
Lian, who has no strength left to breathe, lets out a small voice into the iron cleaning box she is wrapped in.
“… … Croa, are you okay?”
“Rian, stop… . If you do that, you’ll really die… … , you can’t heal anymore… … .”
Lian checks the condition of her body while smiling at Croa’s sobbing voice.
‘… …Is it a miracle to be alive?’
An arm with exposed bones behind torn muscles.
Flesh melted by fire magic.
Even the dried blood obscured my vision.
Lian smiled as she felt herself dying.
‘The distant explosions have died down. Perhaps Allen or Hye-rin will be here soon… ‘
As Allen was thinking like that, something nudged his back.
“Hey, hey! It finally broke through! This thing uses spearmanship so it can break through armor!”
Golden armor, the symbol of a knight.
As the warrior’s spear shatters the armor and pierces Lian’s stomach, his consciousness begins to fade.
‘… … Not yet, not yet.’
Not only did it pierce his own ship, but it was also trying to pierce the iron cleaning cabinet where Croa was hiding.
Lian stretches out both hands and catches the spear blade with her hands.
“Oh my, what is this? Why isn’t it coming off?”
“If your stomach is pierced, isn’t it almost dead? Let’s finish this off before your face is sold.”
The pounding began again, accompanied by the voices of the warriors.
-Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang!
Iron weapons that beat mercilessly against his golden armor.
“Ugh, ugh!”
As the divine power that had been squeezed out until the end completely runs out, part of the armor disappears and the sword blade is embedded in the bare skin.
“Fuck, get off me.”
The voice of the warrior who was picking a fight with Croa for no reason.
-widely!
He turns towards the warriors, catching his sword with his bare hand as it swings towards his face.
“Ugh, ugh, you bastards.”
Lian gathers some bloody saliva and spits it on the warrior’s face.
Thud, thick saliva running down my cheekbones with a sound.
“Ugh, ugh ugh. Ugh, dirty.”
“Hey, this kid got spit on in the face?”
Park Jae-hyuk says with a smile on his face at the warriors’ laughter.
“Just, let it go.”
A sword pointed at one’s own neck.
-Bam!
He closes his eyes and blocks Croa’s attempts to jump out of the iron cleaning cabinet with his weight.
‘… … Please, Croaman, don’t come to the afterlife where I am.’
When waiting for death with that wind.
Something thick poured down Lian’s body.
“Well done, Lian.”
The voice of the hero we have been waiting for.
Behind that voice, the voices of terrified warriors are heard.
“Oh, you’re crazy… … . Did you really kill him?”
“Hey, hey! Professor Mateo! If you have eyes, look straight ahead! F**k our warrior!”
“Do you know what my special privilege is? It’s that I can kill you like this… … .”
Lian bursts into laughter at the impossible threat.
‘Would that work against Allen?’
-Whew!
A blue trail that cuts the warriors’ bodies in two.
“S-save me! I’ll tell you everything I know! This is actually the same world as the game called Gerard Chronicles… … .”
As I was watching the warriors losing their vitality one by one, someone came to eye level with the fallen Lian.
“You have to get up, boy. If you lean back like that, the child inside won’t be able to get out.”
Lanco Mesquerid.
A woman of outstanding ability, whom Allen calls the leader.
“… … I want to become stronger too.”
“If you want to do that, survive first.”
As the golden light emanating from her hands enveloped my body, sleep came over me.
* * *
The Academy incident ended with the warriors who attacked Croa and Lian.
Professor Jaden, whom the palace tried to blame, went into hiding.
Taking advantage of this, the palace attempted to manipulate Professor Jayden’s room to make him the mastermind behind this incident, but was stopped by the second princess.
“Matteo Gremory. He is the one who planned this whole situation.”
The person the princess sent out as the culprit was the real Matteo Gremory, whose mental age had been lowered by drugs.
The person who sold out his close friend Jaden in order to secure a high position in the palace and could have been a key figure in attacking the Saintess has been appropriately punished.
‘The meaning of the Diphe tea that the students showed was a signal to be chosen as the assassin to kill the candidate for the saint.’
The young warriors were competing to kill the saint and achieve great feats.
It is Mateo’s job to select an assassin from among those hopefuls.
However, when it was revealed that Mateo, who was to command the operation, was a fake, the palace urgently dispatched all the warriors who wished to assassinate him, along with the demons.
“Still, I was able to drop out safely.”
A crowded carriage road where all the students of the academy return to their hometown.
“Is this okay for the time being?”
Hyelin, who had been blocking the students attacking the saint candidate away from Croa, was asking questions with a tired face, but it did not reach my ears.
‘… …Why don’t you turn it back?’
All of the palace’s plans ended in failure.
She failed to kill the candidates for sainthood, her relationship with the Freya cult deteriorated beyond repair, and she completely lost sight of Jaden, whom she had tried to pinpoint as the mastermind, leaving her with a lot of regrets.
If things have gotten this bad, wouldn’t it be normal to have to turn back time several times?
“It’s all over, so why are you thinking so intently?”
“Their intentions. Their next move. Why they didn’t write what they had to write.”
“… … Wow, wouldn’t it be tiring to live like that?”
Whatever the case, there was only one conclusion that could be reached in the current situation.
‘They can’t turn back time now.’
I don’t know if it’s temporary or if it will be impossible in the future, but it’s certain that they can’t use ‘Save’ right now.
‘… … This isn’t the end. They’ll try to kill the candidates for sainthood again and again.’
Even if they had executed all their operations perfectly, the palace would have to accept the fact that a candidate for sainthood had died in an academy run by the palace.
‘That means that killing the candidate for sainthood was more important than anything else.’
It was clear that we had to find out before they came after Croa again.
‘Finding out how you used the save and why you didn’t use it after messing up things.’
There was only one sure way to find out the secret.
‘I have to go to the palace.’
A goddess statue that can save you.
It was time to confirm the secret with my own eyes.