The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 36

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Even after Baria joined, people continued to gather.

Was the pledge to open a new era for Penfolia not empty?

There were quite a few figures.

And among them were many figures from clans that did not belong to the Five Great Clans.

They were the ones who were moved by Penfolia’s dream.

For the sake of the clans that had been oppressed by the Five Great Clans.

Those who shared the aspiration to open a new era.

Havel didn’t particularly criticize them as foolish as he looked at them.

‘Young people want to change the world.’

To a better world.

In a direction where they could be happy.

That was how they burned their youth as 20-year-olds.

Havel didn’t mock such people.

One life.

Those who laughed at those who lived their best lives were those who had never tried their best.

However, they had to take responsibility for their best efforts and challenges.

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That they themselves were responsible for the failures when they failed.

‘Not all fledglings can grow up to be chickens.’

If there was a summer where they could grow rapidly.

There was bound to be a harsh winter that they had to endure.

And sorry, but this time, they would experience winter.

‘Because Banpelion will make a name for itself.’

Of course, Penfolia was included.

“Now, Golden Generation, it’s time to open a new era!”

Along with Penfolia’s triumphant cry, all of the Golden Generation followed.

Havel followed at a leisurely pace, carrying the rear.

The steps of the young were hasty.

The steps of the one who led an era were leisurely.

So, even if there were some young people who fell in between.

They quickly caught up with those in front.

However, there were those who were different, even among those who led.

The ones who went down a distant path that they couldn’t follow, no matter how much they struggled.

“Lord Havel.”

Behind such a Havel.

Following behind, Baria opened his mouth.

Having somehow become Habel’s friend, he spoke cautiously.

“If you don’t mind, may I ask you something?”

“You can ask me anything as a friend. What is it?”

At the word friend, Baria laughed awkwardly.

“I was just curious why someone like you would be in the Golden Age.”

Habel looked back at Baria.

In Habel’s eyes, Baria was not particularly impressed by Penbola.

There was only one reason why he was in the Golden Age.

It was to find out how the Golden Age would progress in the future.

In other words, he was an informant for the Golden Age, but he was also the one who took the most information.

Pembola was also aware of that fact.

However, he judged that the advantage was greater at the moment, so he kept Baria by his side.

So Baria was curious.

He himself didn’t place much value on the Golden Age.

That’s why he wondered if Habel would explain the meaning of the Golden Age.

“Baria, do you know when Banphelion dominated the era?”

Baria had investigated Banphelion after getting to know Habel.

Of course, he knew about it.

“Wasn’t that before the wolf appeared?”

To be exact, Banphelion’s era continued for a while even after the ظهور appeared.

Habel didn’t bother to correct him.

“Yes, I will bring back that era.”

Baria frozen.

It was because Habel might actually be able to do it.

“…The Five Great Clans are not to be trifled with. After all, they have the Five Stars.”

The Five Stars of the Five Great Clans, including Geomseong.

Each of them was an unrivaled powerhouse in the world.

But Habel just scoffed at those words.

“I’ll tell you one thing to commemorate our friendship.”

Habel looked up at the entrance to the 6th stage.

“I have become stronger than I was then.”

“…Excuse me?”

Baria looked dumbfounded.

The higher you go, the wider the gap in strength becomes.

But Habel, who was already a complete powerhouse, had become even stronger?

He didn’t know what to say.

“Watch this. And spread the word to the whole world.”

Habel’s steps moved towards the 6th stage.

“How Banphelion should be treated in the future.”

Even when hunting rabbits, the lion gives it its all.

That’s why I decided to let the clans gather in the 6th hierarchy.

What kind of predator the lion is called Banpellion.

Swoosh― Thud―.

The moment Habell entered the 6th hierarchy.

The sound of crashing waves filled his ears.

As he looked up, he saw an endless horizon in the distance.

The 6th hierarchy, the Thousand Islets Zone.

The salty sea breeze that was unique to the ocean brushed past his face.

However, the color of the sea was different from normal.

A milky white sea stretched out before him, reminiscent of milk.

‘Since the sky is crimson as well, this is definitely not a world where humans live.’

While Habell was thinking that, Penbola gathered the people.

“Mages, I need a favor.”

This was the Isle of Beginnings.

In order to go to another island, they needed a ship.

“Baria, where did you say the initial attack was going to be?”

“It’s the Isle of Strata, where several clans are currently fighting over exclusive rights.”

Baria had become Habell’s question-answering shuttle without him realizing.

Of course, Baria had no intention of getting on Habell’s bad side, so she answered obediently.

“What direction is it in?”

“If you keep going straight northeast, you should reach it eventually. However, since it’s the ocean, your sense of direction might get a bit distorted.”

It’s impossible to judge direction in the ocean just by looking at your surroundings.

However, that didn’t really matter to Habell.

Judging direction was an easy task for his body.

“Just point the direction from here.”

“It’s this way.”

Baria pointed towards the ocean, looking puzzled.

Habell began walking in that direction as he said,

“Tell Penbola.”

“Yes?”

“I’m going ahead.”

“G, going ahead? Where to?”

Baria asked, even though she already knew.

“Where do you think? The Isle of Strata.”

And, as expected, the response that was followed within Baria’s expectations.

Baria tried to say something, but Habell didn’t listen to her any further.

He had already stepped onto the surface of the ocean.

Normally, he would have sunk into the ocean.

However, he walked leisurely on top of the water, as though showing that he had far surpassed the realm of humans.

Layered Cliff Island, they call it.

Let’s take a look at the capabilities of the other factions.

* * *

Layered Cliff Island.

This island, surrounded by cliffs on all sides, is close to being a natural fortress.

The moment you first set foot on it.

You can see that it has a geographical advantage that makes it impossible for anyone to enter.

However, three forces arrived on Layered Cliff Island almost simultaneously.

The forces on Layered Cliff Island were two factions and one alliance.

The Bolance Faction, which had made a name for itself with spears.

The Selentia Faction, a family of sorcerers specializing in light magic.

Baltoua, an alliance of climbers that had formed to oppose the factions.

These three forces were dividing up Layered Cliff Island and fighting over it.

“Haah.”

One of the members of Baltoua on the island let out a long yawn.

They were patrolling the place they had made their stronghold.

It had already been half a year since the battle for Layered Cliff Island.

By now, they had become accustomed to patrolling.

‘It’s a shame that the fighting never ends because of this situation.’

Currently, there were three forces on Layered Cliff Island, each keeping the others in check.

The worst possible situation, where if you attack one place, the others will attack that place.

As a result, the battle for the island’s forces seemed to have no end in sight.

Rustle.

At that moment, a sea breeze blew through the bushes.

When he turned his head to follow it without thinking.

He saw a man in his eyes.

Long, silver hair that was almost white, shining in the moonlight.

Eyes reminiscent of blue jade.

A straight nose and sharp eyes made him look like a pretty boy.

However, his presence was strangely faint.

So faint that he wouldn’t have noticed him if he hadn’t turned his head by chance.

For a moment, he thought he was a ghost, but the other person also saw him.

A person.

“Who are you? Which faction are you from?”

So he immediately drew his sword and warned him.

Anyone you meet in the middle of the night deserves to die.

But if it turns out to be another part of the faction war, it’s going to be a pain.

So it was better to avoid fighting if possible.

“A parrot coat of arms, Baltoua?”

He recognized this side as well.

Then, the figure began to walk straight through the forest.

He frowned at the overly calm demeanor.

Whether the presence was faint or not, it had gotten this close.

It’s not quite an ambush, but he didn’t plan on giving up the first strike.

He immediately raised his aura and swung his sword at the figure’s neck.

Clang!

That was the moment.

The sword he had swung with all his might shattered upon making contact with his neck.

The blade broke as if he had struck a rock.

The broken blade spun around and stabbed into a tree with a thud.

As if to signify the force he had used.

The blade was deeply embedded in the tree.

However, not a single scratch was on Havel’s neck.

The full force of a Baltua member had not even left a speck of dust.

Not even a wisp of aura rose from Havel’s body.

How was this possible?

Goosebumps!

The Baltua member felt a sensation as if all the hairs on his body were standing on end.

It felt like he had touched something he shouldn’t have.

Havel looked down at him with an indifferent gaze.

Then he quickly smiled.

“Where is your leader?”

“Le, leader?”

“Yes, we captured the commander of the Knights of Bolance and the leader of the Mages of Celentia, so only he remains.”

“Wh, what are you talking about?”

The Baltua member couldn’t understand what he was saying.

Regardless, Havel patted him on the shoulder.

In that instant, his vision turned pitch black.

Havel’s darkness had enveloped him.

“eeek!”

He screamed in surprise, but the sound couldn’t escape the darkness.

In the darkness, a hand shot out and grabbed him by the throat.

“Answer only what I ask.”

The Baltua member’s face turned pale as he met Havel’s piercing blue eyes.

The Havel reflected in his eyes was no longer human.

A demon.

A demon.

“Where is your leader?”

There was nothing he could do but answer that question.

* * *

The head of Valtoa.

Breccino.

Even today, after contemplating all night long with the executive team on how to win the siege, he was still resting.

His head was pounding, probably from thinking too much.

It had already been 8 years since he created the Valtoa Union.

He had climbed the tower desperately, but he never thought that people would become a hindrance.

‘But if we just go to war without thinking, there will be problems later.’

Clans are always a hindrance.

They are not just a single group.

They are an aristocratic society that is intricately connected through communication.

If you touch them the wrong way, the tower won’t be the problem.

The real problem is outside the tower.

That’s where the clans’ real power lies.

‘Damn, this is why I hate aristocranic society.’

He knows the reality, even though he feels refreshed.

He is saying that it’s hard to deal with the clans with just the Valtoa Union.

However, he couldn’t just give up on the island.

The byproducts from just one island were a huge sum of money that could sustain the union.

This island was a must-have.

Sagrak.

That was the moment.

Footsteps could be heard outside the makeshift tent.

He turned his head, thinking it was the executive team, when the tent suddenly opened.

Whoosh!

The wind that blew in through the open door made the tent flutter.

At the moment Breccino had a question.

A man appeared in his sight.

“Are you the head of Valtoa?”

“You are.”

The moment Breccino had a question.

Suddenly, his vision went dark.

It felt as if something had hit him.

After a while, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

He was sitting on the ground in an open space.

He looked around with blank eyes.

Then belatedly, he realized one thing.

There were two other people besides him.

And he knew those two people well.

Boland, commander of the Boland Knights, Felnox Boland.

Elasia Celensia, head of the Celensia Magic Corps.

There were two people in the opposing camp.

“Quite tenacious. I thought you’d be the first to get up.”

At that moment, he lifted his head, following the voice he had heard.

What met his eyes was a man with snowy white hair.

He was sitting still on a rock, looking down at the three people.

“I am Habel, affiliated with Banphelion.”

He casually uttered those words and climbed down from the rock.

And Breccino’s attention was drawn to the name Banphelion.

It was the name of a family that had recently been rapidly climbing the tower.

“The three of you each hold a method to summon the master of this island, do you not?”

Breccino’s eyes hardened.

He knew what the master of the island referred to.

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Just as the rumors were said.

The Banphelion family was a family that was solely focused on climbing the tower.

He had come to this place in order to clear the tower.

“The one who presents it to me first will be granted the right to rule the island.”

And the words that followed made Breccino freeze.

He had spoken to him before the other two who had yet to get up.

It was Habel’s mere whim.

However, that whim had a great effect on Breccino.

“Ugh.”

“Ugh, w-what, what is this, where am I?”

And belatedly, the other two opened their eyes.

It meant that the negotiations for the island were about to begin.