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6.
This happened without any time to stop it.
The white wolf climbed up to the shelf in an instant and came down with the magic stone in its hand. Then he started licking the surface with his tongue.
It’s like eating candy.
Then something amazing happened.
Pop! Crack!
With the sound of muscles and bones twisting.
The small body gradually grew larger. The teeth and claws were also thick and sharp.
This change means only one thing.
It means that magical power has been absorbed.
‘It looks like you can absorb it by licking it.’
I thought it only worked if you chewed it yourself. As she was looking at the white wolf with wonder, a memory suddenly crossed her mind.
What I heard just 5 minutes ago.
“In particular, the magic stones on the shelves are extremely expensive, so you really shouldn’t break them. “Okay?”
That was Deflin’s request.
Immediately after remembering that you shouldn’t destroy it.
He looked at the magic stone that the white tiger was licking. Except for the fact that it was covered in saliva, it looked mostly fine.
“I didn’t break it, so it’s probably okay.”
I only told them not to destroy it, but I didn’t specifically say not to absorb magic power.
So it won’t matter.
After coming to a conclusion.
Ulan looked at the white wolf leisurely.
How long has it been like that?
“Haaaaam.”
Ulan yawned.
An expression that clearly shows boredom.
It was worth it. She said she’d be back soon, but it’s already been 20 minutes. Unable to overcome his boredom, he quickly left the place.
I thought I would take a quick look around.
However, it was just as boring.
Most of the things in the cabin were unidentifiable medicines and ingredients.
Around the time I yawned for the second time.
Suddenly, there was a place that caught my eye.
“book?”
A book covered in dust.
To be exact, it was a research diary.
The proof is that the date is written on each side.
I’m bored. Should I read a book?
Ulan took out several research journals and placed them on the desk. Then he opened the journal, dusting it off.
But I couldn’t read it.
“What did you write?”
It is not an imperial language.
A strange character that is twisted like an earthworm.
But the strange thing was that this text seemed familiar. Where did you see it? A time when I was frowning and thinking.
“ah.”
It occurred to me. Where did you see this?
In my last life, I was fighting on the battlefield with my colleagues. It was the same as the text I had seen in dungeons and ruins infested with monsters of the abyss.
Of course, that didn’t mean I could read it. Lost in nostalgic memories, Ulan quickly turned the pages.
But at that moment.
Stop!
The hands that were turning the pages stopped.
It wasn’t just the hands.
The movements of my arms, shoulders, and torso stopped. As if he were a stone statue. And his eyes were fixed on the end of the page.
“This… … .”
The only word I knew came out.
A word that I have seen so many times in my past life that I have completely memorized its meaning. Although it is very short, it is a word that cannot be easily overlooked.
This interpretation was as follows.
『Lord of the Abyss』
Ulan’s eyes became harsh.
It was worth it.
Because it was only three years after the door was opened that the existence of the ‘Monarch’, who led the monsters of the abyss, was confirmed.
‘But how do you already know?’
The door to the abyss hasn’t even opened yet?
The seed of doubt planted in an instant soon sprouted doubt. Just as the sprouts were about to grow vigorously.
Coooooo!
Suddenly a large tremor occurred.
So much so that the cabin shook for a moment. At the same time, Ulan was coming out of his thoughts.
thud! Coooooooooo!
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I felt a second vibration.
A much more intense vibration than before. However, this time it’s not just vibration. Along with that, an intangible force surged like a wave.
‘Spirit.’
Ulan’s eyes narrowed.
It wasn’t even an ordinary spirit.
An extreme spirit that can only be exuded by those who have stepped into the realm of the master. And I felt a strong fighting spirit and fighting spirit within it.
This means only one thing.
‘When provoking the opponent.’
The spirit scattered with the will to fight has the meaning of provocation on the battlefield.
It means notifying the other person of your location and telling them to attack you if you are confident. I knew it well because I had lived half my life on the battlefield.
“I don’t know who it is… … .”
This guy is desperate to fight.
Ulan grinned. Then she quickly grabbed her axe and headed out of the hut.
To respond to provocation. He has never avoided a fight until now.
Also, I was intrigued.
Because there were no masters other than Ulan at Arsene Academy. So where does the master who is emitting spirit now come from?
With a hint of curiosity.
Ulan took a step forward.
The source of provocation.
To the place where the entrance to the spring is.
7.
The entrance to the fountain of magic.
The group guarding this place is divided into three.
Arsene’s guards, special forces, and inspection team.
These so-called ‘guardians’ each performed their own role and were tasked with protecting the spring or reporting enemy attacks.
And at this moment.
The entrance to the spring was filled with tension.
There is only one reason.
This is because of an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared.
‘… … Istan el Deorg.’
Master of the Empire, Count Deorg.
He appeared out of nowhere and immediately tried to enter the fountain of magic. The guardians immediately stopped them, explaining that entering the spring was only possible with permission from Dean Deflin.
Then the count responded like this:
“In that case, I will wait here.”
Until Dean Deflin came.
From then on, the Count did not move a single step. Thanks to this, Sam’s entrance was filled with tension.
How long has it been like that?
The reinforcements we had been waiting for arrived.
“It’s been a while, Lord Istan.”
A girl who came out from inside the spring.
It was Diphlin Chernio. Just when the faces of the special unit brightened at her appearance, D. Flynn spoke to her with his signature smile.
“Should I call you Count now?”
“You can call me whatever you want. “The dean deserves it.”
The Count answered politely.
It was worth it. The Earl and Deflin had known each other since he was the heir of the family.
There were also times when we fought on the same battlefield and received help. Therefore, the count asked politely.
“How have you been?”
“I had a very comfortable stay. “It’s great because, unlike in the desert, we can use plenty of water.”
“That’s a good thing.”
That was all there was to say hello.
After a moment of silence.
The Count spoke again.
“I already wanted to come see you.”
“oh? “What happened?”
“This is to obtain permission from the Dean to enter the Fountain of Magic.”
The Count got straight to the point.
At this, Deflin sighed.
“Phew, I really want to allow it, but I can’t let just anyone in. It’s a very dangerous place, and… … .”
“There is someone looking for you.”
When he continued to make sly replies.
The Count interrupted her. Then, her eyes sparkled and she revealed her business.
“Barbarians, Ulan Bator. Please make room for me to meet him.”
“I don’t know where or what you heard, but I think it’s going to be a bit difficult.”
Deflin looks troubled.
The Count asked back bluntly.
“Why?”
“He’s on a mission.”
“If it’s a mission… … .”
“I don’t know if the Count knows, but there was a disappearance at the Fountain of Magic. “It can be said to be an investigation related to that.”
“… … Is that so.”
The Count’s eyes sank.
After casting cold eyes like ice.
His voice also became colder.
“Now I understand.”
“What?”
“The dean is also a collaborator of the military.”
“well. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Deflin smiled brightly.
As if you don’t understand the English language.
However, his cool eyes did not smile at all. Just as the tension was rising again, the Count suddenly let out a short sigh.
“I can’t help it when it’s like this.”
The Count slowly lifted his right leg.
Soon his legs were enveloped in a faint halo of light.
The symbol of the Master, the Auror. When Diphlin saw this, his eyes widened.
“I have no choice but to make it come from there.”
“… … !”
Quaaaaaaaaa!
His feet hit the ground.
Vibrations and shock waves occurred immediately afterwards. This immediately swept the surrounding area.
Coo coo coo coo! Quagga-ga-ga-ga!
The master’s momentum swirls like a torrent.
Auras filled with fighting spirit spread everywhere. There is only one reason. This is to stimulate the barbarians hidden inside and bring them out.
Then, there was a disturbance.
Paaaaaa!
A brightly shining wand. It was Deflin who had completed his magic. She wanted to use her magic to stop the Count.
But I couldn’t.
“It’s no use.”
This is because the Count approached him before he knew it and grabbed his wrist. In addition, his staff was taken away. In such a split second that you don’t recognize it.
Deflin’s eyebrows trembled slightly.
“It’s seven steps away, why…?” … .”
“That was six years ago, right?”
With a dry explanation.
The Count answered in a whisper.
“Now it’s up to nine steps.”
What he is talking about is the domain of the master.
It refers to the range of the sword’s reach, a split second so that one cannot even perceive the passage of time.
And as if to prove it.
Tuk! dump!
Likewise, the special task force agents who tried to stop the count fell like straw.
“Rest assured. “I didn’t kill him.”
“… … .”
Difflin pursed his lips.
People called Masters live in a different time zone than ordinary people.
This is true even if you just look at the area.
Even if Deflin has reached the level of an archmage, he cannot recognize or be aware of what happens within the realm.
‘If it was nine steps away… … .’
Deflin would have had the upper hand.
Her magic would have activated much faster than he could take a single step.
However, if you are in the area, you will inevitably lose.
This is why the Master is treated as a strategic weapon. This is where the saying comes from that the only person who can deal with a master is the same master.
Meanwhile, at that time.
The Count continued to scatter auras.
Probably to draw out Ulan. Seeing this, Deflin smiled faintly inwardly.
‘Still, Ulan won’t come out.’
It won’t come out exactly.
Just in case something like this happened, I secretly brought pants along with my coat.
No matter how shameful you are, it’s not enough to walk around the streets naked. Deflin believed so. Meanwhile, the Count acquired an Auror.
‘I guess I’ve finally given up.’
I thought so.
Until I heard the Count’s words.
“Has it finally come out?”
Murmurs scattered in the air.
what? What is coming out?
When Difflin looked blank for a moment, a large shadow appeared in the distance.
‘no way… … .’
A large man appeared in my wide eyes.
Ulan, a barbarian with an ax in both hands.
He was walking towards us, completely naked, without even a single layer of clothing on.
8.
Meanwhile, at that time.
Ulan, who left the cabin and arrived at the entrance to the spring, tilted his head at the strange situation in front of him.
The special team member fell to the floor as if he had fainted.
Difflin, who said he was visiting for a short time, was restrained by someone grabbing his wrist, and the man was staring intently at him.
The moment my eyes met his.
Ulan realized. That that man was the Master who had called him here.
So, just as I was trying to talk to him.
There was a shout that came from one step ahead.
“Why on earth did you come out?!”
It was Deflin. She looked at Ulan with a look of confusion on her face.
“No, more than that, how could you think of going out dressed like that… … .”
“Is there some problem?”
“Of course there is! There are so many eyes on me, but I don’t feel anything? It’s embarrassing or it’s shame… … .”
“It’s nice to feel a sense of liberation.”
It won’t work. I can’t speak.
Deflin sighed.
“Ha, I understand. “Now, the reason is probably good, so let’s get dressed first.”
“I don’t have anything to wear.”
“It’s over there.”
Deflin pointed toward the guard post.
Hanging there were Ulan’s pants and gaiters that she had thrown away earlier. Ulan, seeing this, tilted his head and asked back.
“Why are my clothes here?”
“I guess I forgot to bring my coat. “Get dressed sooner than that.”
“i get it.”
Ulan wore trousers.
Some time after that.
The Count immediately asked a question.
“I will ask you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you know Himmel Deorg?”
“Of course. “He was a dishonorable piece of trash.”
As soon as the answer is over.
The count’s brows narrowed. At the same time, the complexions of those watching turned pale.
It was worth it.
You are essentially telling the parents who came from far away for their injured son that your son is trash.
A time when everyone looked at Ulan like they were looking at a crazy person.
“I’m late in introducing myself.”
The Count spoke again.
In a colder voice.
“I am Istan El Deorg. “He is the father of the dishonorable trash you mentioned.”
“Right. “I’m from Ulan Bator.”
Are you bold or clueless?
Even though it was revealed that he was Himel’s father, Ulan’s attitude did not change. Just as he was giving a simple response, the Count spoke again.
“I partially agree with what you said.”
“hmm? “What are you talking about?”
“You are a trash without honor.”
A word that came out as if chewed and spit out.
There was disgust in his voice.
“I was so focused on teaching swordsmanship that I neglected other education, so it turned into trash before I even saw it. Honor, spirit, body, everything.”
“… … .”
“However, no matter how trash it is, it is Deorg’s blood. If you step back like this, everyone will laugh at Deorg. And without losing face. so… … .”
“What do you want to say?”
Ulan interrupted and asked.
At that time, the count suddenly took off his gloves. Then he threw it straight at Ulan.
“I challenge you to a duel.”
“I understand. “I accept it.”
An answer without a second of hesitation.
The Count’s eyebrows twitched. I didn’t expect him to accept the duel so easily.
At that time, Ulan revealed the reason.
“I have never avoided a fight.”
The mindset of a barbarian warrior.
The count held the sword with a subtle expression.
Whatever the reason, since the opponent agreed to the duel, I decided to continue the duel.
But at that moment.
“Stop, Ulan!”
Deflin intervened on the scene.
She came between Ulan and the Count and spoke in a serious tone as if warning.
“Unauthorized duels are prohibited at the Academy. So, if you fight with Lord Istan, you’re breaking the school rules!”
“Even so, I can’t stop you.”
“W-what?”
When I asked in confusion.
Ulan looked at the Count again.
“I knew it from the moment I first saw it.”
“No, what on earth did you know?!”
“That man’s eyes.”
Eyes as dry as desert sand.
Hanging eyes, as if obsessed with something.
Ulan spoke softly.
“Those are the eyes of a guy crazy about fighting.”
Just like myself in my past life.
And just as this answer was finished.
The Count grinned. It was his first smile since visiting the Academy.
“That’s correct, barbarian.”
At that moment, the count’s sword was drawn.
From now on, there was no need for conversation.
The duel has been established. The Count immediately kicked the ground. But that was then.
“No, I cannot allow a duel!”
I heard a cry of people grabbing their feet.
A familiar voice.
He is Dean Bergé of the Department of Military Studies. He suddenly appeared, crumpled his face and shouted.
“A duel for revenge is never acceptable. “This is a serious violation of the school rules!”
As if trying to stop the duel somehow.
But the count did not stop walking.
To be precise, I had no intention of stopping. So I was about to ignore it and swing my sword.
Quaaaaaaaaa!
Someone broke in with a loud roar.
As if to separate him and Ulan.
The count wrinkled his face at the newly appeared intruder. But for a moment, the moment he saw the identity of the intruder, the count’s eyes widened.
Bright blue hair resembling the sea.
A man who appears to be in his late forties.
The Count muttered absentmindedly.
“… … Lord Ceorik?”
“It’s been a while, Lord Istan.”
A happy smile appeared on the wrinkled lips.
As if I knew the Count well. Meanwhile, the Count asked back, still confused.
“Why are you here… … .”
“That’s because the general called me.”
Seorik al-Ghorfant.
He is one of the heroes who ended the war in the western part of the empire six years ago, and is currently the master of the empire, known as the sword of the military.
And this man.
This was the identity of the insurance that Bergé had taken out.
Chapter 18 It’s not up to you to decide
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