Overpowered Sword Chapter 17

Level up with swords (17)

Before we knew it, the sun was about to set.

After leaving the academy, Leon literally walked without stopping. His thoroughly trained body did not flinch from that level of abuse, making it possible for him to cover the distance that would have taken an average person in a full day in half a day.

Leon, who was looking at the map, soon stopped.

‘The further we go from here, the forest continues… . It’s a distance that can be traversed if you walk for a whole day.’

I am a little reluctant to camp in the woods.

Visibility in the dark forest was short, and nocturnal beasts and monsters were bound to wander around. Experienced hunters would know this, but it is not a place for an outsider to set foot in.

Even if you don’t have direct experience, you know the logic.

Leon examined the surrounding terrain as he had learned at the academy, found a place where he would not be surprised, and made a bonfire.

Thump, thud.

The sound of dry tree branches breaking was heard.

There was no human presence so far away from the city, and this bonfire was insignificant against the darkness of the night. Nevertheless, that warmth is the power that protects travelers.

Leon spread the blanket he took out of his backpack on the ground and sat on it to bask in the heat of the campfire.

“… “For some reason, I feel a little more at ease.”

The starlight pouring down from the night sky opens your eyes.

Unlike the forest where darkness seemed to have opened its mouth, the path he passed was peaceful. There was nothing all the way to the horizon, and the void was so leisurely that it seemed to embrace anyone.

Also, there was a voice that echoed that sentiment.

[Now that you think about it, is this your first experience camping? If it happens too often, it will only make sleeping uncomfortable, but the first time is always special.]

“Did you do that too?”

[of course! When I left my hometown and crossed the red wilderness, I looked up at the night sky as usual and how beautiful it was. I wonder if he even remembers that the crescent moon that rose that day was a crescent moon.]

El Cid’s emotions are conveyed.

Holy King Rodrik.

One of the greatest heroes in human history also had similar experiences. The night sky I looked up at from the red wilderness, the crescent moon hanging like the smile of a goddess. A memory that still remains today, more than 300 years ago.

After thinking that far, Leon focused his mind on the back of his left hand with an unknown impulse.

Pot!

A holy sword appeared with a brilliant light.

The shape is closer to a work of art than a weapon, and the golden sword’s body is enough to make even the darkness of the night take a few steps back. I couldn’t call them carelessly inside the academy, but in the current situation, it was probably a good thing.

The sword, which revealed itself for the first time in a long time, raised its voice.

[What? Are you going to try a stabbing at night?]

Leon was about to say no to that, but quickly changed his mind. He also needed to get used to using El Cid.

“Can I take a swing at it?”

[Do whatever you feel like. Don’t ask them one by one.]

“good.”

Leon took a stance a few steps away from the bonfire and quickly calmed his breathing.

Although it was not to the point of going into a trance like during the duel with Lian, the depth of concentration was significant. Now, even if I get stung by a bee, my composure will not be shaken.

It was right after that.

Wow!

The holy sword that hit the rock wall bounced loudly.

Both hands were quite numb from the recoil, but Leon straightened his posture without showing any sign.

But before he could move any further,

[hey! What is this all of a sudden, man! Have you got any complaints against me? Then say it with words!]

“uh?”

Leon said with a puzzled expression at the reprimand.

“No, a famous sword can split a rock, right? “Why are you so surprised?”

[Heroic novels with no basis are ruining children’s education!]

El Cid scolded him with sincere regret.

[you idiot! If there are really swords that can cut hair by just placing them on the blade or cut through rocks like butter, which sheath should they be put in? How will the days go by and how do you manage them? The whetstone, the fingers, everything will be cut off!]

“… That’s what I heard.”

It was a reasonable point.

Leon, who was embarrassed and scratched the back of his head, asked back.

“So, are you saying that the power of the famous swords I gave as examples are all exaggerated or just rumors?”

[Well, it’s not all nonsense.]

For any result, there must be a cause.

And most legends are created through the mouths of eyewitnesses, not those involved. These are rumors picked up mainly out of interest, without any particular understanding of martial arts or magic.

El Cid explained the gap between the two.

[There definitely exists a sword that can cut through rock or metal. However, the sharpness is not the sword itself, but the aura amplified by the sword or the activation effect of the magic formula built into the sword. No matter how well made a sword is, it cannot cut a rock with pure energy!]

“I see.”

[I don’t know if your strength is like that of a troll, but that’s not it either. The sharpness of the holy sword itself is said to be at the level of a razor.]

Actually, that alone was great enough.

In general, the sharpness of a sword is often inversely proportional to its size. Just as a razor or a medical dagger could cut flesh with just a swipe, a thinly sharpened knife was sharper.

It seemed absurd that a long sword like El Cid could be as sharp as a razor.

“It’s a razor… “Then what about durability?”

[I don’t know.]

El Cid thought for a moment and then frowned.

[Even with the dragon breath, all I could do was scorch it, and even I, in my prime, couldn’t break it. It must be at a level that cannot be measured, right?]

“No, wait a minute!”

Leon was horrified when he heard the absurd sound.

“Why did you try to break the holy sword?!”

[The goddess kept nagging me. Unlike you, I used the holy sword to communicate with the goddess. But that damn woman woke me up every 6 am, and she kept making me move to dangerous places, so my patience eventually ran out. Ah, even thinking about it again makes me angry.]

“ha… .”

Leon’s eyes were rotting away at the dark history he did not want to know, never knowing that there was such an inside story in the heroic story of Saint King Roderick.

A warrior who calls the goddess a damn woman.

A goddess who nags a hero.

It was a story where there was no dream or hope.

“ah.”

[hmm.]

It was then.

El Cid, who had been gossiping about the goddess, stopped talking, and Leon also stopped breathing to raise his senses.

There is a sign approaching from beyond the forest.

El Cid said as if everything went well.

[Is it practical as soon as it comes out? It’s a good opportunity. Try it once.]

“… “That’s how it should be.”

Leon turned off El Cid’s light first. Because in the darkness, the light of the holy sword is only a target.

Then, I walked away from the campfire at a brisk pace and entered the forest, avoiding the direction from which the sign was approaching. Although thick darkness obscured my eyes, I was able to distinguish the shapes of objects.

Leon hid himself after a few steps and waited for his time.

Rustle.

After a while, small shadows appeared.

There are seven moving figures.

Although it was difficult to see because of the darkness, experienced hunters are said to see their prey in shape rather than color. This was also possible for Leon, who had learned <Rodrik’s method>.

‘Is it also a goblin?’

He is about 1m tall and has pointed ears.

A snickering sound like a sneer is also a characteristic of goblins. Leon hid behind a tree and went behind them. Although goblins have good night vision, they do not have a great sense of smell or hearing.

Maybe that’s why they were only looking at the bonfire, and Leon, who was behind it without difficulty, raised his sword.

‘It would be ideal to reduce them one by one, but… .’

This is not possible for Leon, who is not an assassin. The best thing to do was to kill as many enemies as possible.

Leon made up his mind and rushed forward like a gale.

Suddenly!

At the same time, two heads came to mind.

One hit, two kills.

The necks of two goblins were cut off by a strong horizontal slash. The group of goblins who lost their two comrades looked back in shock, and Leon was just as surprised by the result.

This is because El Cid’s power was beyond imagination.

‘what? ‘You hear amazingly well!’

Of course, the goblin’s body was weak, but there was no resistance even after cutting two goblins across the neck. It felt like he had cut a thin piece of leather or a piece of paper.

However, before he was taken aback by the touch, Leon calmly moved towards his next enemy.

Kyaaaaaaa!

Goblins attack with threatening screams.

The guy with the dagger took the lead, followed by the guy with the spear and the guy with the blowgun.

The other two were obscured by them and were hard to see.

‘You have to look wider and further.’

Unlike the Academy, it is not a one-on-one fight. If you get distracted by one guy, you could end up in trouble afterwards.

Among them, the guy with the blowgun is especially dangerous.

Goblins are weak monsters, but their poisonous stings are so powerful that they can be eaten by even large beasts of prey. If even one foot gets stuck in your bare skin, you won’t be able to last long and will lose consciousness.

Sigh!

The body is cut in half along with the arm holding the dagger.

Blood and intestines poured out. As I avoided it and took a step to the left, a goblin holding a spear charged at me.

Stinging is no big deal.

Leon’s wide field of vision was focused on the guy hiding behind him, aiming his blowgun at him. The moment I deflected his spear and parted his head, the tip flashed briefly.

Fit―

At the same time, twist your body to avoid it.

Avoiding it itself is not difficult. It was just dangerous to be caught off guard. The power of a blowgun depends on lung capacity, but goblins were much weaker than humans. The range was about 10 meters at most to be able to shoot well.

Leon didn’t wait for the second shot and rushed in, splitting the embarrassed guy vertically.

‘This makes five.’

The rest are two.

The guy who looked like the leader and the guy with the blow gun remained. Leon took a step forward while shaking off the dirt that stuck to his sword.

I saw the power of a wind gun once.

The only remaining variable was the strength of the leader.

‘The weapon is a sword. He had a physique a size larger than the others and had reddish skin. Are we on the verge of evolving into Hob?’

But his fate ended here.

The moment a ray of moonlight came down between the tree branches, Leon’s legs quickly kicked the ground.

Wow!

The leader responded and fired a stab, but Leon easily dodged and aimed at the guy holding the blowgun.

Could it be that he didn’t know that he would try to kill himself first?

The goblin, who couldn’t even fire his blowgun, was cut to pieces with a single blow. As a foul smell and a fountain of blood came out, the leader, who had lost all his men, rushed in with red eyes shining.

“Are you stupid?”

Leon countered the charge with a sour face.

A downward slash that relies solely on strength.

He strikes down that sloppy sword strike like nothing else and lands a counterattack before his shaken body regains its balance.

From the right collarbone to the left side. The head goblin, who was cut in two diagonally, was unable to even scream and fell into a ball. The midnight battle ended that way.

“… Phew.”

It was an easier fight than I thought.

Leon, who had annihilated seven goblins in just 10 seconds, looked down at the holy sword in his left hand.

Despite being soaked in goblin blood and filth, its majesty is not hidden at all. The sword was meant to cut down life, and the holy sword was meant to cut down evil beings. It could also be said that it was only faithful to its original purpose.

[hmm.]

And El Cid made his sword body shine like the sun, erasing all the dirt on his body.

Would it be more accurate to say that it was purified?

El Cid said, looking neat as always.

[It is 40 points.]

“what?”

[40 points out of 100. That’s my grading.]

Leon stiffened at the unexpected failing grade.