Episode 1089
Juul didn’t intend to become a magic sword user from the beginning.
When he was 7 years old, while playing late at an old abandoned house with his neighborhood friends, he was attacked by a gang of criminals who were hiding in the abandoned house to avoid being pursued by Young Ji-byeong.
Jules felt extreme fear as he watched his friends being captured one by one, and then he tried to threaten the gang by picking up a sword from an old shelf.
But things turned out differently than he thought. When he opened his eyes, all the gang members
were dead, and the only thing left was himself standing with blood all over his body and his friends
looking at him with fearful eyes.
From then on, the magic sword followed Juul wherever he went. No matter how far away he left it
and returned home, it was still at his bedside the next day.
The magic sword constantly brought about misfortune and incidents, and eventually, unable to withstand the backlash of the terrified villagers, Juul had to leave his hometown.
Still, the magic sword did not only bring bad luck. Kizen, who heard a rumor that there was a boy
who survived for several years after holding a magic sword, contacted Juul, and Juul entered the school as a special student.
Surprisingly, in this necromancer school full of eccentrics, magic sword users were considered a bit unusual.
Although he learned how to control the magic sword there, his peers grew rapidly. What little strength he gained from using his magic sword was easily caught up. He lost consecutive battles in the
duel evaluation, and Jules became nervous as he was faced with having to leave his hard-earned home.
-Do you want more power?
It was from then on. What the Demon Sword said would give you strength.
I only paid a small price as a test, but it came back with great power. Juul indulged in power as if
he were addicted, and it was only later that he realized that it was a trick of the magic sword.
Juul accepted his fate, abandoned everything he had to the Demon Sword, and became stronger. Nevertheless, there were people who surpassed themselves with innate talent alone.
-Simon Pollentia surpassed you head on without giving anything away. See the future, enjoy food,
and sleep well. But he was loved by everyone and became the student president. Even the one thing
you boast about, pure combat ability, is superior to you.
-You are giving up everything to become stronger, but one side surpasses you in every way without giving up anything. What is this if not ‘unfair’?
Because he is a human being, there were times when he felt like winning after hearing such words, but he persevered and walked his own path. He has now been recognized by the Demon Sword, and has partially regained his eyesight by reaching the state of ‘Demon Sword Unity’.
If there are people with talent, there are also people who follow a single path with such foolish ignorance. I wanted to prove that to the world.
I’ve been thinking like that.
“Is this the end of your path? I have also heard of the adjective calling the Demon Sword the King
of Curses… … Well, that doesn’t sound very impressive.”
Bahil Amagar took away the power of the demon sword from Zhul with a single wave of his hand.
As if laughing at all the hardships and hardships that Juul had gone through so far, the talented person completely took over the demon sword and subjugated it with a simple gesture.
Jules, whose legs were weak, fell to his knees on the floor. A sense of despair and emptiness that she had never felt before flowed through her body.
So what have I been doing so far?
What have you been living so desperately for?
“The one I’m using now is the original ‘Noxietas.’ “It is a technique to transfer the curse of another object into one’s body.”
Bahil spread his arms.
“Now, you are free from the demon sword. You can return to your hometown and live a normal life, or you can start clean as a new necromancer.”
“… … .”
“Please choose.”
Simon, who was watching, eventually couldn’t bear it anymore and walked forward.
This is so cruel to Jules.
“professor. It’s presumptuous, but… … !”
At that time, Bahil sent a signal to Simon with his eyes. Simone stopped, giving the impression that she had something on her mind.
“It seems like your worries are getting longer, so I’ll tell you something that will help you make a choice.”
Bahil continued speaking in a calm voice.
“If this continues, you will die in a year.”
“… … !”
Jules’ expression suddenly froze.
“Unification with the magic sword sounds good, but it means continuing to give control of the body to the magic sword. There is no way the human body could withstand that recoil for long.”
Bahil shook his head
“After the eyes, what will you replace with the magic sword? eight? leg? To the head like that? Eventually you will lose yourself. The Demon Sword’s greed has no end. So make your choice, Jules
Vincere.”
Bahil’s eyes sparkled.
“Do you want me to take ‘this’ away forever?”
“… … .”
There was complete silence around. Everyone, including students, teaching assistants, and subordinates, stopped what they were doing and watched this scene with bated breath.
Just like that, a moment that felt like an eternity passed.
“The magic sword-”
Finally, Jules slowly raised his head and spoke.
“… … Please return it.”
Bahil frowned.
“Did you not understand my explanation? If this continues, you will be in one year… … .”
“I realize now that I am free from the demonic sword. “I have no interest in returning to my hometown or the life of an ordinary necromancer anymore.”
Jules opened his mouth in a ragged voice.
“It was painful and difficult. So, there were many reasons for taking this path, but the reason I wanted the magic sword was not to gain more strength.”
He slowly got up.
Juul’s blue eyes, whose magic sword was taken away, turned red like the devil’s eyes.
“I don’t know if I haven’t even started, but if I have started, I will stick to what’s at the end. “I want the magic sword.”
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Bahil smiled.
There were students here and there nodding their heads slightly.
“You are determined. If so, great.”
Pop! Pop!
At that time, a blood vessel appeared in Bahil’s left arm, and it moved on its own and tried to hit the nape of my neck.
Surprised sounds came from students everywhere, but Bahil spoke calmly.
“Demon sword. “A mere creature is trying to kill me.”
Bahil was definitely talking to the demon sword.
“But look. “Your strength is insignificant.”
Cluck cluck!
Bahil easily regained control of his left arm and lowered it.
“Acknowledge that you are weak, like a small creature. The only way for you to survive is to recognize the suitable person you have found after hundreds of years and rise together to a higher level.
“You won’t be able to defeat me on your own.”
Then the left arm became completely quiet.
Bahil turned his head and smiled at Jool.
“Now, student Jules. I’ll give you the magic sword back, so turn around and sit down. However, this time it will be a new contract. “I hope we can discuss and come to a new agreement about the sacrifices you made during your freshman year.”
Zul sat down, and Bahil returned the Demon Sword’s curse to him.
Simon, who was watching, could not help but be amazed.
‘I deliberately tried to change the unfair contract between Juul and the Demon Sword… … !’
As Jules sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, a violent reaction began to occur in her body.
“Then let’s leave Juul alone and continue the class on the side.”
Bahil spoke to the students in a quiet voice and pointed to the side.
“It’s the most important moment in a person’s life, so you shouldn’t disturb it.”
* * *
So the class resumed.
While the students who were stimulated by this incident were using Noxietas over the cursed object, Bahil approached Simon this time.
“I feel like I’m missing a slightly different story, but it’s student Simon Pollentia. Now you know for sure. “What is it like to use Noxietas to wield a magic sword?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Are you ready?”
Simon took a deep breath and composed himself.
“The resolution is over. let’s begin.”
Simon carefully used Noxietas, which Bahil had taught him, to unfold a magic circle and then connected the chain flowing from the magic circle directly to himself.
Soon the end of the chain came out of Simon’s body. The moment you slowly touch it to the blade
of the magic sword.
“!”
The surroundings suddenly turned dark.
Simon, facing an empty space, looked around in confusion.
[I can’t believe a human being is trying to drag this body out.]
sssssA voice was heard from the darkness.
Soon, something in the shape of a ‘deer’ appeared in the darkness.
[I am Marys. It is the sword of purity.]
That is the identity of this magic sword.
And although it looked like a deer, the intricate shape of the horns on its head and its unfocused, blood-filled eyes made me guess that it was a magic sword.
[I find it unpleasant that they are trying to use all their power without a contract. You have to pay the price you deserve, but-]
The deer that was looking at Simon’s eyes flashed. The dark space around trembled as if shaking.
[I surprisingly like it. You are also ‘pure’.]
The deer’s body changed into a black shape and came straight towards Simon.
[Don’t take your body.]
Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!
The moment the magic sword reached Simon, a dazzling light flashed. The approaching demon sword let out a short scream and retreated. The demon sword, which soon returned to its deer form, stared ahead.
[Was there a passenger?]
“?”
Simon looked back.
Go go go go go go go go go!
Before you know it, four white thrones are positioned behind you. Simon immediately realized what that was.
‘Remnants of the saint’s essence!’
yes!
Ugh!
The white thrones radiated fierce light as if in opposition. Her deer flinched and could not reach Simon.
[…] … This is definitely unexpected. They are polar opposites. Is there no space for me to fit in?]
The light spreading from the throne was tearing through the dark space. The deer looked at Simon
quietly.
[What on earth are you?]
With that question.
Hold on!
Simon regained his senses. Before he knew it, he was back in his original place, and the Noxietas magic circle had been shattered.
The magic sword is lying on the floor.
Huh! omg!
Simon squatted in place and exhaled harshly. Cold sweat trickled down his back.
‘Did I fail?’
Bahil, who was watching from the side, opened his mouth.
“This time Noxietas got it right. Your skills were sufficient to control the curse. But the rejection reaction of the magic sword that occurred, no.”
Bahil’s eyes twinkled.
“Something inside you rebelled.”
Simon laughed awkwardly after hearing that.
“is that so? “I don’t understand.”
The moment he heard the answer, Bahil tore the corner of his mouth in an angry tone.
He felt it right away.
‘He’s hiding something! ‘There’s still something I don’t know about this genius!’
I can’t help but admire this.
I wanted to know more.
his everything.
-professor.
At that time, a small voice was heard in my ear through black magic. It was the voice of Chief Assistant Chehecle.
‘That look. That expression appears again.’
“ah.”
Bahil instantly corrected his twisted expression and smiled sweetly as usual.
“Due to his disposition or jet-black nature, Student Simon may not be suitable for the Demon Sword. In this Noxietas class, we will replace it with another piece. “I will lend it to you.”
“if.”
Simon opened his mouth.
“If you really want to use Noxietas on a magic sword, what are some ways to use it?”
To Simon’s question, Bahil was in such a good mood that he answered something he wouldn’t normally answer.
“The power of the magic sword can be transferred to other objects, undead, etc. and used.”
Simon’s eyes twinkled once.
The scene where Manus wields the magic sword and swings it. I also couldn’t forget it.
“Then is it possible to have the undead handle the magic sword without a contract?”
“The magic sword moves through a contract with the magic sword user. “In order for the undead and the magic sword to recognize each other, the ‘personality’ part will need to be corrected.”
Bahil answered mechanically, still thinking about what was inside Simon’s body.
“This is impossible unless you call in even the best necromancer.”
* * *
After Bahil’s class, Simon ran straight to the mutant club’s basement production room.
It is the quietest place on Rock Island right now, and it is a place where there are no problems even with large-scale summoning experiments.
Simon took out the Dragonian suit from there, prepared it, and placed Manus’ skull on it.
Pajik!
Puzzle!
In the past, as soon as it was given a body that could move, it would have gone crazy and destroyed its surroundings, but Manus no longer moves.
From the thought, a feeling of sadness comes flooding in. Indeed, Manus’ identity itself seemed to
be fixed as ‘sadness’.
-I’m Marys. It is the sword of purity.
The magic sword clearly said so. The magic sword had no owner yet, and he wanted a ‘pure’ user,
as he defined it.
If that’s the case. Manus is suitable.
In fact, Manus even held the magic sword, albeit only for a moment.
“Let me begin. Manus.”
Simon put the magic sword down on the floor and spread out a magic circle, creating pitch blackness all over his body.
Forcibly transfers the curse of the Demon Sword to Manus.
The moment Simon, who had increased his concentration, chained the magic sword’s curse and made it touch Manus’ skull.
Cheok!
Finally, Manus, who had not moved, approached with long strides and pulled out his magic sword.
Manus, who felt nothing but sadness and helplessness, reacts properly. There is no rejection reaction from the magic sword.
‘also!’
Manus, who was quietly looking at the magic sword, suddenly assumes the sword stance.
It looks like he finally got some motivation.
It’s okay if the underground production room is destroyed. Simon also watched with anticipation for his next move.
SlurpThe unstable Noxietas was released and the power of the magic sword scattered and disappeared.
Then Manus, who was connected to the demon sword, also stopped blankly again.
‘There was no reaction, but as Professor Bahil said, it was a failure. ‘Isn’t it obvious?’
Simon wiped the sweat from his forehead and tilted his head.
‘I definitely want Manus to wield the magic sword. If only that were enough… … .’
A powerful weapon exclusively for the 1st Corps will be born.
Simon had no doubts.
And one more thing.
-In order for the undead and the magic sword to recognize each other, the ‘personality’ part will need to be corrected. This is impossible unless you call in even the best necromancer.
The best necromancer.
A new task has arisen. Simon crossed his arms and closed his eyes.
* * *
Atchwi!
Jane’s lab.
The woman who was sipping tea coughed. She gave Jane a worried look.
“Are you okay? princess.”
“Ahaha! Sorry sorry!”
Seup.
The woman sitting across from me lightly wiped the bridge of her nose with a handkerchief and then opened her mouth.
“How much did I tell you?”
