Episode 204
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In the end, a sword can only shine if it has a good teacher, education, and financial support. In other words, the strong people gathered here must have invested astronomical amounts of money to sharpen their swords, and that meant one thing.
They are all descended from noble families of renowned imperial families.
That is why, for those nobles, there were not many who could go against the title of Imperial Prince. That was the very spirit of the times, the violence that the Empire pursued.
“Oh, don’t misunderstand. The ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony.”
The 7th Prince Modred said with a bitter laugh.
“What are you talking about?”
“You see, it’s not like we’re trying to ally with you or anything to get you behind your back.”
Modred shrugged and said.
“As you and your brother said, it’s a desperate measure to make this boring and tedious test go a little ‘faster.’”
“… … .”
“Among these, the one who takes the head of the ‘Black Prince’ will be immediately granted the first seat of the Seven Swords of the Continent, and I will grant unimaginable honor to that knight and his entire family. How do you like it? Those who do not carry out this offer, pack your bags and go down the mountain immediately.”
Silent intimidation. At the same time, Modred put a thousand gold coins and honor on Dale’s neck, and Dale, who understood the meaning, laughed coldly.
“Confucius… … !”
“You don’t have to move.”
He shook his head, gently stopping Sir Helmuth Blackbear, who claimed to be a member of the Saxon camp. The light sword and the wandering sword were no exception.
It’s not even worth borrowing their power.
“I will accept Prince Modred’s offer. I, too, cannot stand to watch dozens of idiots fight each and every one of them.”
He provoked the examiners in such a sneaky manner and pulled out the sword at his waist. It was the pitch-black magic sword, Kia.
In fact, Dale actually thought this situation was a blessing in disguise.
He held the sword firmly and absorbed the three-colored aura that was pulsating in Dale’s ‘Auror Heart’ into his body.
The knights are not ignorant of the human body and its structure. However, the body is a combination of genes and cell tissues, and it is impossible for them to understand even the microscopic concept.
The human body is a combination of innumerable particles, and so the aura that resides in the body is a process of filling and absorbing the gaps between the particles.
The object of projection of the other world’s imagery is not just magic. There was no difference between a sword and a body.
That day, Dale, who had achieved the status of ‘Auror Master’ through the harsh training of the three swords, fixed the hilt of the sword.
From all directions, a dozen or so test subjects rushed in, unleashing their Auror Blades.
Kaang!
He blocked the swing of one of the swordsmen and slid into his arms.
“… … !”
Phew!
The blade tore through his chest and came out. But it didn’t stop there.
It burst out of the first victim’s back and slammed straight into another test subject.
Two knights were killed with a single sword.
However, there are still quite a few people surrounding the ‘Black Prince’.
“Not just one. Everyone, join forces and defeat him. Even if the position of the Seven Swords is secondary, I will bestow upon you all, in the name of the imperial family, a thousand gold coins and honor that will be given without exception!”
The 7th Prince Modred laughed bitterly, as if lighting a fire, and the knights swallowed their breath.
It’s the same as before.
When I took the ‘Trial of the Tower’ alone on the Black Tower, all the applicants for the battle for life points, which was supposed to be a battle royale, joined forces to make Dale a public enemy.
“Can I not use an avatar?”
Just then, amidst the confrontation, Dale opened his mouth.
“Even if it is a weeding out, those test subjects are also fighting with their lives on the line. However, it would be unreasonable to not allow them to use their full power as knights.”
Without losing composure, as if this situation were in the palm of your hand.
“Are you thinking of using an avatar too?”
“I am no exception when it comes to risking my life.”
Dale smiled coldly.
“And from now on, I will use ‘magic power’.”
After laughing, Dale shouted coldly. There were gasps everywhere at those words.
“What, what did you say… … ?”
“Magic power! This vile bastard!”
Then the examiners raised their voices in disapproval, and Dale turned his head away.
“Using an avatar is like using the power of the sword. And for those who are strong enough to compete with the Seven Swords of the Continent, that power is definitely not just ‘Aura One’. Isn’t that right? Lord Sepilia.”
Seventh Prince Modred, and towards ‘Demon Sword Sepilia’ behind him.
“… … .”
“I don’t intend to deal with you as a wizard. After all, I am a swordsman who uses aura. I simply use magic as well. Just like the demon swordsman Sir Sepilia does.”
“How could you… …!”
“Birds listen to what is said during the day, and mice listen to what is said at night.”
Saxon Dale had no way of knowing the identity of the demon sword Sepilia. However, the warrior of the other world did not. That was why he spoke of the identity of her power, and Sepilia’s expression was cold and utterly evil.
“That is correct.”
That is why the 7th Prince Modred nodded.
“Everyone here, I allow you to do your best to deal with the ‘Black Prince’. No matter how vile and deadly the evil path is, I will not hold you responsible.”
“Thank you very much.”
Hearing those words, the ‘Black Prince’ laughed coldly. Soon, the dozens or so testers facing him began to project the extreme ideas that their swords had built up.
“What’s truly fortunate about the Test of the Sword is that you don’t necessarily have to ‘prove it in front of everyone’ to win.”
Dale laughed as he adjusted his grip on the sword.
“… … !”
The expression on the face of the demon sword Sepilia, who had understood the meaning for a moment, froze in shock. However, even faster than that, the figures of the testers who had been developing their avatars centered around Dale disappeared.
Into the world of thought that ‘Black Confucius’ has been unfolding, into the white and dark world.
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“Your Highness… … !”
Sepilia, who was left behind, was flustered and about to open her mouth to say something. But at that very moment,
“Oh my, this lady is really something.”
Master Baro chuckled. Before he knew it, the sword he was drawing had a bloody aura, and he seemed ready to spray murderous spirits at any moment.
“As everyone can see, Prince Dale is holding a sword and using an Aura. What the hell, he’s already an Aura Master, so expanding the world of ideas and summoning ghosts, it doesn’t matter, right?”
“That’s true. Right now, not all of our Seven Swords are relying purely on one sword.”
The wandering sword shrugged and said.
The demon swordsman Sepilia was about to say something, but remained silent.
It wouldn’t be that difficult for someone as strong as her, or at least the Seven Swords here, to infiltrate the ‘world of ideas’ that Dale had developed. The world of ideas is by no means a coliseum that completely excludes outside invasion.
Because anyone who can put an idea to the sword can tear it apart and gain entry.
But the demon sword Sepilia did not do that.
It wasn’t difficult to guess what was unfolding in that world by now.
At the same time, it is easy to enter, but it is not easy to get out. It is a bottomless pit that even the world’s best swordsmen cannot peek into. Ironically, she was also a magician, so she could understand. Now, how much power did the Shadow Lord in front of him have?
It was of a nature far beyond what Sepilia had imagined when Philip first brought up the offer.
A monster who is not even worthy of the title of greatest genius in the empire.
That was the existence of the Shadow Lord, and it was that existence that was unfolding its own world.
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It was already of such a nature that it could not even be called a battle.
A dark and white winter night. Amidst the cosmic winter filled with primordial darkness and bitter cold, a citadel stood.
It was a fortress made of pitch-black tentacles, and that fortress itself was used as a weapon to trample on the knights who had reached the level of the Avatar.
Just as the Immortal Frederick had previously annihilated the first contingent of the Holy War led by Prince Modred.
God was there.
It was not a god who did not love humans. The presence of God there clearly loved humans.
However, there was an indescribable difference between the ‘human’ that God thought of and the human as defined by biology.
Even if Shuv was a god who loved humans, to her they were never humans.
“Hey, save me!”
“Ahhhhh!”
“Come on, sister gods! Hehe, hehehe!”
In the Black Gold Citadel, the Shadow Lord sat upon the throne.
He slammed his sword into the floor, not even moving.
He simply looked down at the uninvited guests with an expression devoid of even a shred of emotion.
The countless knights of the Auror Masters in the Great Hall of the castle were falling prey to one-sided prey. It was not Dale’s sword. It was not even a creature of magic or necromancy.
He was just a plaything of the gods at the Shadow Lord’s side.
─ Kyahahahahaha!
Screams rang out, and some even burst into tears after the desperate resistance. But the Shadow Lord paid no attention.
“Fools.”
On the black gold throne, the Shadow Lord opened his mouth, as if he could not understand.
“Was this all there was to it?”
In a voice devoid of even a shred of emotion.
“Are you really the ones who claim to be the best swordsmen on this continent?”
There was no answer. The stonework, carpets, and decorations of this castle were all made up of the Book of the Black Goat, and at the same time, as long as Dale was a knight who used ‘Aurors’, there was no room for breaking the rules.
Resistance was meaningless, even if they had reached the pinnacle of the sword, the Avatar.
Those who participated in the Test of the Sword, and among them, the five remaining swords.
Their realm is never made up of just one sword. Just as the current Master of the Sword Baro possesses the supernatural ability to manipulate phases, the Demon Sword Sepilia was like that, and the Light Sword Helmut is no exception.
That is why this fight is by no means a purely ‘fight between prosecutors who use auras’.
Knowing this, Dale is more than willing to exercise his abilities as a wizard.
Anyway, no one cares about their life or death.
After all, the only ones who can truly compete against each other in the Test of Swords are those who can be counted on one hand, and Dale’s role now is simply to filter out the filthy ones who are outside of the test of swords.
“Get on your knees.”
On the throne of black gold, Dale spoke. At the same time, the tentacles and malice that were supposed to crush them all stopped.
Those who survive, their number will be less than 30%.
And for them, it must have been painfully clear that there was no chance of them surviving by going against the ‘Black Prince’ here.
Kuung!
“Please, save me!”
One of the knights knelt down and begged, thrusting his sword vertically and declaring himself the knight’s servant.
The Shadow Lord remained silent before them.
“What can I do to survive?”
After a silence, Dale asked back.
“Ma, whatever you say… …!”
“I’ll do anything! Please, please spare my life!”
“Pyeot, I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life! Please forgive me!”
Leaving behind the despair that they could not escape, the knights cried out in begging. Only then did the Shadow Lord smile.
It was a very ominous smile.
