The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 83
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The soldier shouted save (83)
What is the standard for distinguishing my power from Lee Hyun-seong’s power?
The answer came to me easily without any hesitation.
‘Until my life is over and I die. If I can use it until then, it’s no different from my power.’
However, the power gained from Lee Hyun-seong’s soul was unstable.
It was a power that could disappear due to something I did not expect.
‘Then, I will make the new soul my strength.’
Deserter, Logan’s soul.
As his soul burns, a special family’s swordsmanship comes to mind.
“Is this the swordsmanship of the Aleid family?”
A swordsmanship unique to the Aleid family that strengthens defenses while looking for weaknesses.
He shows off his sword skills in the air.
‘It’s frustrating.’
It was a swordsmanship that didn’t suit me.
‘… … I need something else.’
Shake off the sticky black magic.
-Pat.
The energy that had been surrounding his body disappeared, and Logan’s experiences as a deserter disappeared as if they had never happened.
‘But not all is lost.’
However, the feeling of practicing swordsmanship and the memories I consciously recalled remained vivid.
‘If I record and practice before my memory fades, I can make it into my swordsmanship.’
Turn your gaze and look around.
“Ugh, ugh! Don’t be scared and attack!”
A leader preparing to escape with his men ahead.
But it wasn’t long before the bastard had to stop walking.
“A knight…?”
“Father, I clearly cut it, so why!”
A knight in golden armor.
Lian’s fighting form was like that of an immortal undead.
Even though his flesh is torn and bruised by dozens of swords, he instantly heals himself and decapitates a deserter.
“You, you… …what the hell are you?”
The leader of the deserters who was left alone.
“Even if I tell you, it would be meaningless.”
-widely!
Before I could finish speaking, the leader turned around and ran away.
The distance between them suddenly widened as if they knew how to store mana in their legs.
Aim your finger at the guy.
“Misus.”
Black light gathers on the fingers.
-Jiiiiiiiing!
A black beam of light pierces the leader’s abdomen.
The bastard’s body rolls weakly on the floor.
“Ha, haha… A black magician who uses swordsmanship… … .”
The leader mutters with a dying face.
“I thought what that prostitute said was true… .”
Reach out and check on the man.
‘He’s dead.’
A black magician who uses swordsmanship.
That doesn’t refer to me, it refers to Lee Hyeon-seong.
‘What did you know?’
A man who has already turned into a corpse.
You can’t interrogate a dead person.
But it was easy to see what the man meant by his meaningful words.
‘Is your name Zeke?’
When you look into the dark magic, you can see the spirits floating before your eyes.
Reach out to the soul.
“I will burn Zeke’s soul.”
-Hwarak!
The soul is engulfed in blue flames.
At the same time, Zeke’s past experiences flowed into his head like waves.
“… … Ugh.”
Is it because the soul is burned continuously?
My head hurt so much it felt like it was going to burst.
‘… … Did you clearly say she was a prostitute?’
Even though I was clutching my head from the terrible headache, I tried to recall the leader’s memory and the image of the courtesan came to mind.
―“Hahahaha! Pour me another drink!”
A man drinking alcohol and looking at a crystal ball.
A courtesan with her eyes closed speaks to the drunken leader.
―“A man with a blue sword and a black light. You should be careful of him.”
―“Hehe, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you saying there is someone who can use both black magic and dark magic?”
―“… Yes. You will be pierced through the stomach and die while looking into that man’s eyes.”
That’s all for my memories of the gisaeng.
Judging by the fact that I don’t remember what happened next, I think I fell asleep drunk.
‘He’s not your average conman.’
The courtesan didn’t say anything plausible.
She perfectly predicted the man’s death, telling a story that no one would believe, of using both black magic and swordsmanship.
‘It’s a fairy flower… .’
A giraffe that predicts the future.
Leave the leader’s corpse behind and return to where your party is.
“Rian.”
“Yes, bro.”
“Have you ever been to Kiru?”
“……yes?”
At my words, Croa looks at Lian quietly.
A blank face with the corners of the mouth neither going down nor up.
Lian gulps and answers at Croa’s gaze.
“Wh, what are you talking about! T, when would I ever get to go to a place like that, haha… … . Have you ever been there, hyung?”
“doesn’t exist.”
Will I be able to meet the courtesan who prophesied that I would go to Giru without any plan?
If you recall the male memories, you had to be a special guest to be able to call the desired gisaeng.
‘I want to look into the memories a little more, but it’s too hard.’
Blow away the remnants of the soul that were attached to the body.
The leader’s memories and experiences are completely erased from his mind.
“You brought up the whole Kiru thing, you’re really cool. You know we’re running away, right?”
Did you think the thing about Kiru was a joke?
Ask the laughing chief.
“Lanko. Have you ever been to Kiru?”
“Are you an idiot? Why are you going to a place where I hang out with gisaengs?”
“Then, would you like to go to Kiru with me?”
“… … Are you crazy?”
Explain to the misunderstanding leader what just happened.
“There is a courtesan who can predict the future?”
“Yes, the leader predicted exactly that I would die. Haven’t you ever heard rumors?”
“… … No, I haven’t heard of it.”
If there was a courtesan who could accurately predict the future, she would definitely be popular.
It was strange that the head of the Mesquerids had not heard of such rumors about the courtesan.
“I have to go and check it out myself.”
“… … You don’t just want to go to Kiru, do you?”
“I just think it would be dangerous if the palace were to use prophecy.”
“Well, I figured you would do that. I won’t stop you, so do your own research.”
The leader seemed to think it was a waste of time, but I thought differently.
‘Most people connected to the palace will meet my death.’
What would happen if, in the near future, the person in the palace who is about to be killed by me meets that courtesan?
‘… … I can get a clue to identify me and chase after him.’
Black magic and swordsmanship.
They become very thorough when they think they are related to Lee Hyun-seong.
If a prophetic courtesan could identify my face, she would come all the way to Walker to confirm it somehow.
‘It was fatal that my face was sold as the fake Professor Matteo.’
Even if she wasn’t a prophetic courtesan, there was a big problem.
If anyone who knows the fake Professor Matteo sees my face as the Knight Commander of Walker, the consequences will be fatal.
“Allen! We should be leaving now!”
Move your stopped legs and climb onto the eagle’s back.
‘It’s narrowed down to two things to do.’
Half a day of enduring the strong headwind from above.
Familiar scenery began to come into view.
A building that doesn’t lose its light even at night.
A second home full of vitality and breathtaking vibrancy.
We returned to Walker.
* * *
A comfortable bed in the lord’s mansion.
I returned to the Walker I had longed for, but I couldn’t walk the streets with peace of mind.
‘I see the palace guys on the streets.’
Are you suspicious of Walker?
The eyes of the palace were visible, hidden here and there.
‘If it weren’t for the princess’ help, I might have suffered the same fate.’
It was the second princess, Violet Gerard, who informed them that the palace was watching Walker.
She sent a servant disguised as an ordinary citizen to report on the movements of the palace, which was on the verge of reconciliation with the Freya cult.
‘I can’t understand the Freya cult’s thinking, how they reconciled so quickly with the palace that tried to kill the candidate for sainthood.’
It is said that the opinion of the active saintess, that it is necessary to maintain a close relationship with the palace, had a great influence on the princess’s words.
‘The saint was also a member of the warrior party.’
Until now, I thought of the warrior party and the palace as separate entities, but the incident at Heukunsan Mountain changed my mind.
‘The backbone of the palace is the warrior party.’
Although he was known to be enjoying a leisurely retirement after defeating the Demon King, he was actually a loyal dog working for the palace.
‘… … No, there’s no way they’re royal dogs.’
There was no reason for them, who had skills superior to those of the Black Swordsman, to claim themselves as loyal dogs.
Well, the reality is the opposite.
‘It would be more plausible for the warrior party to hold the palace’s leash.’
The loyal dog is the palace, not the warrior party.
Somehow, I had that thought.
‘I think I know why Princess Violet didn’t follow the palace’s will.’
Wasn’t it the princess who was rejecting the will of the warrior party, not the palace?
‘… … How gloomy. I have to fight the party of warriors who defeated the Demon King.’
I leave the room, shaking off the distracting thoughts that fill my head.
Croa and Lian come into view.
“I told you that it would be dangerous if you received the divine power of Sister Ranko together!”
“… … I forgot for a moment. I’m sorry for calling you again after training… … .”
“How many times have I told you, how could you forget? You’ll be in real trouble later!”
A rare sight of Croa raising his voice.
Lian, who noticed me, said with a bright smile.
“Hyung, you don’t want to spar with me?”
Lian seems to have found an escape route.
He points his finger at him and says:
“Misus.”
Black magic that shoots a beam of light from the sword.
“Ugh, euaaaah!”
He said this as he passed by Lian, who jumped up with a surprised face.
“If I had really used black magic, I would have died, so I won?”
“Oh, no! Where is that!”
The position of Walker’s Knight Commander was not won by my own efforts.
It’s funny how you treat Lian differently while maintaining your worthless dignity.
“I’m sorry.”
“……yes?”
He strokes Lian’s hair, who has a puzzled expression, and speaks to Croa.
“Croat, follow me for a moment.”
“What are you going to do?”
The place we arrived with Croa was the training ground.
“Are you going to do it with a wooden sword?”
He ignores Lian, who is preparing for the duel with an excited face, and asks Croa for a favor.
“Use your divine power on me.”
“… … Yes? But my brother… … is a warlock, right… … .”
There was a time when Croa looked at me with a strange look.
‘I guess that’s when I realized I was a warlock.’
Fortunately, there was no sign of him hating the fact that I was a warlock.
‘All the youthful looks are gone.’
Croa could no longer live as a country girl who knew nothing.
He speaks firmly to the hesitant Croa.
“Even if I am in pain, I cannot stop. I must send divine power until I receive the signal.”
“… … I’m scared. Can’t I ask Sister Ranko?”
It seemed like he wanted to avoid the situation, but he had no intention of enduring Croa’s antics any longer.
“There is no paradise where you run away.”
“……yes?”
“There is a saying like that in Hye-rin’s world.”
He turns his gaze and looks at Lian.
“… … What did I do?”
Lian was no longer a child.
The appearance of a warrior, his whole body covered in scars.
He tells Croa, pointing out Lian’s changes.
“You should be able to do it too.”
A picture of Lian protecting Croa from numerous warriors.
“… … .”
Do you recall how helpless you were back then?
Croa, who was biting her lower lip, looks up and looks at me.
“… … I’ll do it. I just need to emit divine power, right?”
“okay.”
No major preparations were required.
-Pfft!
Just by extending your hand towards me, an enormous amount of divine power is released.
‘… … As expected, I’m losing strength.’
I thought it was because the compatibility between divine power and dark magic was not good.
‘The swordsmanship isn’t even displayed properly.’
But it didn’t make sense that swordsmanship skills would deteriorate because of divine power.
‘It’s not much, but it’s certain that the divine power has an effect.’
The reason I asked Croa for divine power was because of a certain question.
‘Nothing showed up.’
The letters that appear before my eyes must be the privileges of a warrior that I have obtained through the spirit of Lee Hyeonseong.
However, even though I defeated the upper-level demons and killed numerous warriors at the academy, no messages such as achievements or level-ups appeared.
‘Could it be that Lee Hyun-seong’s power was neutralized?’
Why was it disabled?
There was reason to be suspicious.
‘I gave divine power to the Blue Dragon Sword in order to catch the demons.’
In the past, even if you touched the divine power, it was all pain.
But lately, the divine power has had effects other than pain.
‘Could it be that Lee Hyun-seong’s soul and divine power are related?’
If the divine power is interfering with the soul of Lee Hyun-seong, who gives me strength.
It was understandable that the letters, the power of the warrior, did not appear and that his swordsmanship skills suddenly deteriorated.
‘… … Maybe I can do some proper training.’
If I could find the right amount of divine power to seal Lee Hyun-seong’s power, I could train my full power.
“Rian, let’s spar.”
He raises his wooden sword towards Lian.
“… … Brother, you look tired. Are you okay?”
“If that’s what it looks like, use that part. I won’t let you off.”
Lian kicks the floor with a serious expression on her face, perhaps feeling a sense of triumph at my words.
-Knock! Knock!
After exchanging swords with Lian several times, I come to a realization.
‘If Lee Hyun-seong didn’t have power, would he be just the commander of the Imperial Knights?’
It was natural.
Even if Lee Hyun-seong’s power disappears, the experience of fighting while crossing the line between life and death will not disappear.
‘This is the first thing to do.’
The training didn’t end in one day.
We called in Croa and Lian and experimented with how much divine power could destroy Lee Hyun-seong’s power.
I sharpened my natural swordsmanship.
‘There are more people in the palace.’
There are more and more unfamiliar faces.
A blatant gaze that watches over the Walker Knights.
‘It’s certain. It’s suspected.’
If they were suspicious of me, I had to hurry up and do the second thing.
‘It’s time to come.’
I await the guest who will change me completely in the mansion.
“I, I heard you called me… … .”
The one who came to see me was Oh Seo-young, a warrior from another world who belongs to the Masquerid Guild.
Tell her what to do.
“Get ready. You have to go to Giru with me.”
“Oh, yes!”
Oh Seo-young nodded and hurriedly packed her bags, but then her body suddenly stiffened.
“… … Uh, where are you going?”
Customizing.
It was time to unleash her talents.