The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 91

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The Stryke tribe.

They made their village around the marshlands.

However, calling it a village was generous, as it was nothing more than a bunch of huts clustered together.

That was because they hadn’t reached the level of civilization to form a city like the ravens.

However, a single genius could change the level of a civilization.

The Grand Mage, Adoris.

He was the one who established magic in the Stryke tribe.

Thanks to him, the Stryke tribe changed rapidly.

Their level of civilization was certainly lower than that of the Havel city.

However, they were creating a new civilization with magic.

In particular, their combat abilities had increased greatly.

Large-scale magic made a huge difference in war.

It was much more powerful to cast large-scale magic than to swing a weapon once.

Because of that, the Havel city was constantly exposed to danger.

Their weapon techniques were useless in the face of their bombardment.

That was why there had been talk among the ravens recently about learning magic.

They were going to capture a Stryke tribe mage and extract information from him.

On the other hand, the Stryke tribe wanted a quick resolution.

They planned to capture the city with a surprise attack while the Havel city still couldn’t counter magic.

As both sides were racking their brains over how to take each other down.

A man appeared in the Stryke tribe village.

“Is this your village? Is it?”

“Yeah, yes.”

A Stryke tribe member with a face as pale as death bowed his head.

He was one of the warriors of the 3rd unit and the most cowardly.

His name was Podellia, and he had screamed like a ghost when he saw Havel.

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He was a weak warrior who had only just become an adult this year.

“Lord Havel.”

At that moment, Owen approached him.

“I don’t think we should wipe out the Stryke tribe.”

“Why?”

“Because of what was reflected upstairs.”

Owen looked at the Stryke tribe with a slightly disgusted expression.

“Clearly, the existence of magic plays a significant role in the civilization of the ravens on the 75th floor.”

Upon hearing those words, Havel caressed his chin.

Ravens certainly don’t know magic.

Then, it must mean they’ve acquired the magic of the Stryke race.

Perhaps something happened between the two later on.

“Did the Stryke race remain on the upper floors?”

“Yes, but it seems that it’s not just the Stryke race that has formed a civilization there, but various other races as well.”

This meant that the world had gotten bigger.

“Then it’s simple.”

Have his body relaxed as if he didn’t care much.

“We just have to subjugate the Stryke race, and that will solve everything.”

If they moved below the ravens, it would be a simple task.

Owen also made an expression as if to say, ‘Oh, is that how it is?’

Well, no one knows how it will turn out.

“And we can’t just spit out the key.”

That was also true.

After all, they needed the key to go up to the next floor.

In the end, there was no avoiding a clash with the Stryke race.

“You guys take these guys with you.”

Havel pointed at Merimori and Barutoga, who had been following them obediently.

Considering their level, they might be able to escape.

However, Havel didn’t seem to care much.

Even if they ran away, they would eventually meet up with Memento Mori’s main force on the upper floors.

“I’ll just give you one warning.”

At that moment, Barutoga, who had been captured, let out a howling laugh.

It was impressive that he could laugh like that even after being beaten up so badly.

“There’s a Muse in Memento Mori called a Phantom.”

Barutoga thought of someone and chattered his teeth lightly.

“If you touch our main force, that Muse will climb the tower. Do you think you can handle that?”

It was a kind of warning.

Havel simply raised his hand.

Then he swung it down on Barutoga’s head, who had been howling.

“Ugh!”

Barutoga, who had provoked him for no reason, couldn’t even find his footing.

“Merimori, do you think the same?”

Havel asked Merimori, leaving Barutoga unconscious.

Her body trembled.

“I, I don’t know.”

Then she replied in an incredibly small voice.

He didn’t get a clear answer.

Marymolly also felt Havel’s power directly.

But still, he couldn’t give a definite answer.

‘That ghost inspiration is stronger than I thought.’

It was quite interesting.

He was also curious about Memento Mori’s record.

‘I hope it’s as good as the five great families’ patriarchs.’

Havel met the direct descendants of the five great families, but he had not yet seen the patriarchs.

He had heard that they had enough power to divide the world.

It seemed that he needed to reach the main body of Memento Mori quickly.

“I’ll be back.”

Havel took the cowardly Podellia and moved into the village.

Then, a loud noise was heard from somewhere in the village.

Apparently, the Stryke warriors in the village were arming themselves.

In addition, those who appeared to be wizards were moving around, gathering potions and staffs.

Havel, who was hiding in the tree near the swamp, tilted his head.

“Why are they doing that?”

When he asked the Podellia he had brought, he said with a fearful look.

“Th-they’re preparing for the invasion of Havel City.”

The city’s name is Havel.

He still felt very creepy.

At this rate, wouldn’t the name of the country soon become Havel?

“B-but it’s still sudden. Until we left, the invasion was still a story for much later.”

According to Podellia, the invasion was being prepared in a hurry.

Apparently, something happened.

“Podellia, go and ask that Stryke who’s alone over there.”

Havel pointed to one of the Strykes who had fallen away from the group.

Then Poderia flinched and rolled his eyes.

Surely this scared guy wasn’t going to refuse in this situation.

“Th-that, th-that one is a woman, so I’m a little embarrassed.”

Then came an absurd answer.

‘They look the same. What’s the difference?’

In this situation, he was saying he couldn’t ask because he was embarrassed in front of the opposite sex.

Well, there were people like that.

Havel clicked his tongue, thinking he was a disgusting guy, and then pointed to someone else.

“Then talk to any guy and get some news about the invasion.”

“Ah, yes!”

Podellia, who answered in a loud voice, ran diligently.

And after a while, Podellia was dragged away, grabbing his nape.

Havel, who had been watching the sight quietly, frowned for the first time.

He had saved the wrong guy.

“They only brought me here because I spoke first.

What a sight this is.”

Havel followed after Foedelia, dumbfounded.

For some reason, he didn’t feel any bad omens.

He followed Foedelia for a while.

Soon, Foedelia was dragged into a large-looking building.

A building with many windows and many passing Strike tribe warriors.

It was obvious at a glance that it was an important building.

‘Bingo.’

Havel stealthily climbed the outer wall of the building.

Then he cut the window with his hand blade.

He entered through the easily cut window and saw a warehouse.

Havel passed through a room filled with various objects and opened the door handle.

At that moment, a Strike tribe member passed by in front of him.

“Huh?”

Before he could even react to seeing Havel, Havel struck his neck.

In an instant, he fainted, sticking out his tongue, and Havel threw him away carelessly.

Havel, who had left the room, immediately released his aura and began to sense.

Instantly, the building was caught within Havel’s detection range.

Soon after, Havel found Foedelia.

‘There she is.’

It was obvious that she was being interrogated for returning alone.

And the one interrogating her must be a high-ranking guy.

Havel took a few steps and stood at a certain point.

Then he stomped on the floor with both feet and soon raised his leg.

“Where.”

The moment of light gathered in his legs.

“Shall we have a pleasant conversation?”

Havel’s legs stretched straight down to the floor.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In one instant, the floors of the 10-story building were shattered one after another.

And as Havel landed with the shattered ceilings.

There were the absent-minded Strike leaders and Foedelia.

“Well, hello.”

Havel greeted them casually and pulled out an empty chair and sat down.

“I am Havel, the Night Lion.”

Havel, who had broken into someone else’s house, smiled without hesitation.

* * *

A dark room with a broken ceiling.

Several Strike tribe leaders were gathered.

Before them, fragments of the ceiling and dust swirled in the air.

Amidst the debris, the dazed expressions of the executives gradually began to change.

“What the hell? That bastard! Isn’t there anyone outside! There’s an intruder here!”

Someone who belatedly came to their senses inspired towards Habell.

Then, as if to acknowledge the commotion, the door outside was violently flung open.

However, before that could happen, Habell lifted a considerably large fragment of the ceiling.

Then, he threw the fragment towards the door, and it accurately pierced through.

Thanks to that, even if they tried to open the door from the outside, it wouldn’t open easily.

Habell brushed his hands off as he watched the scene, then looked back at the executives.

“The real nuisance here is you guys.”

At that moment, a sword flew towards Habell’s neck.

One of the executives had launched a surprise attack.

The sword was imbued with the aura of a Master-rank.

A mere executive was wielding a Master-rank aura.

Just that alone showed how much the average level of the Tower had risen.

If he were to be stabbed in the neck with that sword as it was, his neck would naturally fly off.

‘If the others had obediently trained only their auras without any mishaps, I wouldn’t have been able to handle even this one guy.’

Habell thought nonchalantly.

And the sword reached Habell’s neck.

Clang!

Then, the sword that had pierced his neck instead cracked under the impact and the blade shattered.

As a result, the broken blade unfortunately struck an executive who was standing nearby.

“Agh!”

The executive who had been stabbed in the face and rolled on the ground, screaming.

Habell looked at the executives who were still standing there in a daze, regardless.

They had clearly swung the sword at Habell.

It was absurd that their own sword had broken.

That too, a sword imbued with their own aura.

“Tit for tat.”

Habell raised his hand blade.

The executives’ gaze followed suit.

“I’ll return the favor.”

The swung hand blade cleanly cut through the executive’s neck.

Ping!

In an instant, the executive whose neck had been severely collapsed, spitting out bubbles of blood.

Perhaps because their blood flow was low like that of reptiles, instead of spurting out like a fountain, blood slowly bubbled out.

Habell, who had been looking down at him with an indifferent expression as he spewed out red blood, turned his head.

Then, all of the executives were looking at Habell with hardened faces.

“Podellia, what were we talking about?”

Habell called out to Podellia, who was still kneeling on the floor in a daze.

Podelli’s body trembled in shock.

“Th-that’s where the 3rd legion fell, yes.”

Poderia stuttered in response.

Abel slowly smiled and looked around at the executives.

“Then it seems there’s no need for an explanation. Let’s get down to business.”

This was a declaration of war.

“The army you’ve hastily sent to invade my city right now.”

Abel’s finger slowly tapped on the table.

“I’m going to destroy it all.”

The executives’ faces began to turn pale.

This was because they had just witnessed a glimpse of Abel’s strength.

Abel, who had annihilated the 3rd legion in an instant.

His words about destroying their armies were not empty threats.

“So tell me.”

Abel smiled meaningfully.

“The legitimate reason why you must invade the City of Abel.”

Abel didn’t care what their real reason for invading the city was.

“If it’s a reason I can solve, I will solve it for you.”

Whether they coveted the City of Abel’s crows or its wealth, or anything else.

They had to come up with a reason other than their real reason.

That way, they would be able to preserve their forces.