The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Episode 11
To change the future (1)
There are two main ways to increase your power.
The first is to literally grow the body’s potential.
And the other is to embody the strength you have gained through practical experience.
None of them are unimportant, but if it were my story, it would be different.
‘At least for me, practical experience isn’t important.’
How many enemy corpses were trampled and crushed?
For a tiny country in the north to stand up to the empire, even the king himself had to take up the sword.
Although it is said that one can develop one’s strength through actual combat, it is safe to say that the countless battle experiences he has had have already perfected the swordsmanship of the ‘King of Swords’.
If so, there is only one way left.
It’s just training to make up for the lack of strength and aura.
‘But that’s not enough.’
Leisurely training will never prepare you for the future.
The time given to me is short, and my enemies did not wait.
Especially now that the forces hostile to me are increasing.
I needed overwhelming power that could easily crush the trash that dared to question my actions.
… … the power of one’s own body.
The overwhelming power of that time, when he was called the Sword King.
“D, it really is a spooky place, just like I heard.”
I let out a small sigh at the sight of Baron Vidor asking with a trembling voice.
“It’s not too late, so you may return to the palace.”
“T, to have Your Majesty stay alone in a place like this… … That is absolutely impossible!”
“Tsk.”
“But is it really okay for you to come without an escort? I am afraid that your Majesty’s health will be harmed.”
This time, my head naturally nods.
It was nice of you to think of me, but saying it with such a terrified look on your face didn’t really make you any less convincing.
“It’s noisy. If you’re going to follow me, follow quietly.”
“Well, in that case, I’d rather let me take the lead.”
“as you please.”
Shrug your shoulders and twist your body slightly.
Thick darkness and hazy fog obscuring vision.
It was only natural that the Baron’s breath was taken away when he saw the old tombstones glimpsed in between.
I looked at the Baron, who was somewhere between pitiful and proud, and chuckled.
“If that’s the case, why didn’t you follow me in?”
“That, that kind of thing!”
“There’s no need to take the lead and become a laughing stock.”
“… … .”
I tapped the Baron on the shoulder and walked away.
The goal is beyond that fog with no end in sight.
“A feeling of longing… … is that it?”
Azran Cemetery, also called the resting place of the soul, as it is covered in an unidentifiable fog all year round.
This was my first time coming to this place, but the eerieness emanating from the border between life and death was very similar to that of a battlefield.
‘It’s a fun atmosphere.’
Could that be why the atmosphere that felt eerie to the Baron gave me a comfortable feeling, like home?
“It feels like a monster… no, a corpse might jump out.”
“That could be.”
“Huh? Haha, you really are mischievous when it comes to jokes.”
I deliberately left that question unanswered and continued to navigate the fog.
It was more like a kind of consideration.
A distortion of negative emotions that arises in people who have experienced the death of a family member or acquaintance.
Originally, the cemetery was a place where a huge amount of negative dimension mana was concentrated, so much so that it could be considered a holy place for black magicians.
This was also common sense to the people of the continent.
But why do cemeteries continue to be built?
The reason was quite simple.
‘Even if the mana of the negative dimension is concentrated, the corpse won’t come to life and move.’
Even if the movement of mana flowing in the air becomes excessive, magic will not be activated.
Likewise, if the Warlock’s magic was not activated, the increase in negative dimension mana was not a problem.
This was also common sense to people.
But in human history, things that defy common sense often happen.
What if it wasn’t just an ordinary graveyard where the negative dimension’s mana was concentrated?
What if you were really unlucky and the cemetery happened to be built in an unusual place?
I looked around at the destination I had already reached and smiled.
“We have arrived.”
Now in the center of the cemetery, you can feel the gloom that is squeezing your heart.
It’s not that it wasn’t, this place was famous for being a ‘forbidden place’ with rumors of corpses moving around.
It would be five years before the truth behind the rumors would be revealed.
‘Is he good at perceptiveness or not?’
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I felt quite sorry for the Baron who followed me without knowing anything.
By the way, did someone threaten you to follow me?
If there was one silver lining, it was that, as of yet, it had not emitted any visible ghostly aura like it had before its return.
“Here… … I can’t see anything.”
“hmm.”
Certainly, the place where we were standing now had nothing but the characteristic of being the center of a cemetery with well-paved roads lined up in one direction.
Rather, the tombs lined up around it were more noticeable, but at first glance it looked like just an ordinary street corner.
“Well, we’ll see if there really is anything.”
I looked at the floor carefully, then nodded to the Baron.
Then Baron Vidor came up to me with a puzzled expression.
“Baron Vidor.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. Please give your order.”
“Now take out the items you prepared.”
“Thing? Oh! Are you talking about this?”
The Baron took a small object out of his pocket.
It was a jewel of a soft purple color, the lowest grade magic stone.
“Bring it here.”
“All right.”
The Baron bowed his head politely and handed me the magic stone.
It’s an expression of truly incomprehensible, even though he’s following orders obediently.
anyway.
“I can’t help but knock since I’m home.”
I started to generate the aura within my body and gently direct it towards the magic stone.
From the cracks between the blades to the tiny grooves, it’s a very advanced technique like adding an aura blade to a weapon.
And the reaction didn’t take long to appear.
“Oh!”
As the red light burned on the lowest grade magic stone, which was nothing more than a decorative item with little commercial value, it began to look quite presentable.
Rather, the sight of it being enveloped in hellfire left a stronger impression than any other magic stone.
Of course, that wasn’t the end.
Phew!
“Wow! Such a strong mana reaction!”
A swarm of red flags burst out immediately, filling the air.
Is this what it would feel like to set off fireworks with jewels on a night with the Milky Way in full view? The eerie procession of fog was gradually fading away, pushed aside by the splendid lights.
The Baron’s eyes were filled with ecstasy.
and…….
Kookookookookung!
The ground shakes.
Even the Baron, who knew nothing about it, vaguely realized that it wasn’t an earthquake or anything like that.
Because new characters appeared through the fog at the disappearing tomb… … .
As the red light that had been embroidered in the air finally disappeared, the Baron opened his mouth wide and gulped.
“… … Huh?”
A group of corpses rise up, revealing their rotting flesh.
Even at a generous estimate, the number was more than ten.
The strong smell of dark magic within it made me smile.
“I guess you like knocking.”
“Oh, the corpse is moving. Your Majesty! What the hell is that… .”
“As you can see, it’s a ghoul hiding in the tomb.”
“G, Gul? Oh my! This can’t be happening!”
This will be your first time seeing the monster itself.
Have you ever seen a corpse come to life and move?
“Oh, my God!”
So it wasn’t surprising that he was so surprised.
I drew my sword and aimed it at the guys, muttering softly.
“Coming.”
“Huh!? Are you really planning on fighting? There are so many of them… … .”
“Stop talking and stay away from me. If you stay too close, you won’t see a good sight.”
Then, without waiting for an answer, he kicked the ground.
Because the guys are already close by.
Keeek!
“Where.”
He explosively moved the muscles that had been tense the whole time and swung them towards the ghoul at the very front.
Then, without even being able to react, the sword was swung and passed through the bastard’s upper body.
But unfortunately, that was all.
Kyaak!
‘Didn’t they all get cut off?’
It’s because I lack strength.
I swung my sword once more and cut off its upper body before the undead’s unique regenerative ability could be activated.
Although I wasn’t entirely happy with the outcome, it brought a smile to my face.
“I really like how you treat guests.”
It wasn’t an empty promise.
Since returning to the past.
The sense of satisfaction and fighting spirit of having endured a not-so-short period of self-reflection and finally facing off against an enemy for the first time gave me greater joy than ever before.
This time, two.
I immediately swung my sword in search of my next prey.
The target was their weak point, the head.
Crunch!
The sensation of the sword cutting through flesh and bone is transmitted through the arm to the mind.
If there was a problem… … it was that although my body was looser than before, I still lacked strength.
Kieek!
Even though I aimed for the thinnest neck, only one died.
The surviving ghouls were running forward, supporting their dangling heads.
I had no choice but to swing my sword again to finish it off.
The muscles that had been moved too forcefully momentarily froze up, but I didn’t care at all.
That moment.
Kyaak!
“Ugh!”
The Baron’s breathless screams could be heard from behind.
A rotten arm emerged from the ground and grabbed the Baron’s ankle.
Now, I couldn’t help but frown at the sight of the Baron, who looked almost faint.
“Tsk.”
Because I thought I had accurately figured out their numbers based on the spread of weapons, I was only focused on the enemies in front of me.
Judging by the fact that my senses couldn’t detect it, it’s probably a newly born ghoul.
A mistake I would never have made in the past.
In any case, it is an inexcusable act of carelessness.
“You’ve become complacent.”
It took about a second to reach the Baron’s feet.
Kwajik!
I slammed my aura-covered foot hard against the ground in the direction my arm was raised.
The ghoul, which was underground and should have absorbed the shock, was hit so hard that it no longer moved.
It was literally instant death.
The Baron’s mouth did not close as the ghoul’s grip on his ankle was released with a horrible sound of the rotten body being torn apart.
“Stay a little further away.”
“Go, thank you.”
It seemed like an emergency situation, so I stayed away from them so as not to cause any inconvenience.
The scream that followed was an almost reflexive action, without any awareness.
But what is this?
Before his eyes, the undead were falling like autumn leaves, and his superior was swinging his sword with a look of joy on his face.
A situation that defies common sense.
“Is this… … possible?”
As I was watching absentmindedly, the situation was already over.
My superior, who had been swinging his sword for a long time, turned his shoulder and approached me.
“Whew, I feel a little sore.”
Muscles that I normally don’t use screamed and pulled.
No matter how good the sword you were holding was, it was extremely difficult to cut through flesh and bone with just brute force.
Especially now that even the aura that unconsciously strengthens the body is lacking.
I slowly put my sword back into its sheath, feeling sorry for my lack of skill.
“Move.”
“Yes? Yes. Where on earth are you going… … Ah!”
The Baron still seems to have not come to his senses.
Before he knew it, an underground passage leading somewhere was revealed next to him, created by the magic stone’s reaction.
“I will disappear in a moment, so follow me.”
I tapped the Baron’s shoulder as he stared blankly down the hallway and walked away.
He also followed me in reflexively, without even knowing where he was going.
Step by step – step by step –
The lantern in his hand illuminates the underground passage where he cannot see even an inch ahead.
Only the sound of the Baron’s heels following him fills the silent void.
How much time had passed since then? The Baron opened his mouth in a more relaxed voice than before.
“Perhaps Your Majesty has been hiding his swordsmanship skills?”
“Why do you think so?”
“I don’t know much about martial arts, but my skills were definitely not at the level of Your Majesty, as is widely known.”
“I see.”
I didn’t really agree with that and just kept walking.
There was a moment of silence, and then the Baron’s voice was heard again.
“I’m sure you had a reason for coming to a place like this that I can’t fathom. Just like you did at the auction house.”
“… … .”
“Likewise, you don’t have to tell me. I just decided to follow Your Majesty’s will.”
Surely there were many other questions as well.
That firm determination to believe and follow is probably something he thought a lot about and said.
That made me feel good, as it seemed to be the complete opposite of Asus.
‘I will make sure that you will never regret deciding to follow me.’
This was a kind of monotony.
A determination that will make me feel more alert and pull me back on track after I became a little complacent after killing Asus.
Meanwhile, we suddenly found ourselves in front of a huge door that appeared at the end of the passage.
The sight gave off an eerie atmosphere, as if it were the mouth of a hellish monster.
“Arrive.”
An old mural that can now be seen dimly through the light from the sparsely placed lights.
The Baron, who was observing this, narrowed his eyes and said.
“Ruins? No, these appear to be traces of warlocks.”
“Hoo. Looks like you know a little bit about runes.”
“It’s not that great, but it’s just easy to read. More than that… … .”
A series of situations where a corpse rises. A mysterious passageway located beneath the cemetery. And traces that are visible at the end.
Putting aside the incomprehensible situations that occurred in between, the answer was already out there.
“… … This is the hideout of the warlocks. And it’s already abandoned.”
“That’s right. I found traces of it in the forbidden books of the palace.”
“I see, that’s why you came here to investigate.”
“hmm.”
The claim that it was found in a forbidden book was a lie.
Of course, the excuse that it was for the purpose of investigation was just an excuse to take advantage of the misunderstanding.
‘It doesn’t feel right to deceive my people, but… … .’
Because it was something I couldn’t even tell you why I came here.
The Baron, who had been examining the wall for a long time, opened his mouth.
“You have to be careful. There might be some danger lurking.”
I smiled slightly and answered the Baron’s concern as he swallowed dry saliva.
“What if that happens? Even if that happens, will you follow me?”
You asked the question even though you already knew the answer.
There was a basis for it.
“Why should I worry when His Majesty is here?”
“Good answer.”
I opened the stone gate as if to meet the Baron’s expectations.
I had no idea what was inside, but I had no hesitation.
“You’d better close your eyes.”
And at that moment.
Woooooooooo-
My vision flickered, along with a loud noise ringing in my head.
