Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight Chapter 28

The Return of the Destruction Level Death Knight Episode 28

Episode 28: Exposure (1)

“Grand Duchess Chelsea!”

As soon as Damian Haxen left, Rebecca ran over and helped Chelsea Gold Fixie.

“Rebecca… … saw? “What did that bastard do to me?”

“Yes, I saw it. He was a very terrible man.”

“Well, I will definitely kill you. So, I’m going to make you regret what you did to me… … .”

Chelsea trembled and muttered softly. Suddenly, anger filled her eyes.

“Mustang Fury!”

Chelsea Gold Pixie jumped up and shouted. Then a man came running out of the door leading to the next room, panting.

“Yes, yes! “Mustang Fury heard the call and came running!”

Is his age approximately middle-aged? He was a man with a very thick belly.

“How did this happen! “Why doesn’t the scent of fascination work?”

“Well, I don’t know either. Yes, sometimes there are people who have a strong immunity to black magic. I guess that might be the case… … .”

“What an incompetent idiot!”

Chelsea threw the teacup that was on the table. The teacup hit Mustang Fury squarely on the forehead.

“That bastard… … I can never leave you alive. I will definitely kill you. So I’m going to make you regret saying such bullshit to me today!”

Chelsea Gold Pixie’s eyes sparkled with venomous brilliance.

“What about Guillaume Blackwing? “Where is he?”

“Guillaume, if you are Guillaume, you are at the bar. He said he needed to vent his anger because of what happened today… … .”

“There’s a duel tomorrow, but you’re drinking at a bar?”

Chelsea Gold Pixie’s eyes were shining with life.

Mustang Fury continued to sweat and look at Chelsea.

“Bring it in front of me right now! “I won’t leave you alone!”

“Oh, princess. Calm down! “I will tell you well!”

Chelsea forced herself to suppress her anger at those words.

“… … “Is it true that Guillaume Blackwing can beat Damian Haxen with the right kick?”

“Of course! Who is Guillaume Blackwing? This is our Yuran’s masterpiece! “I have never seen a knight with a better aptitude for black magic than him.”

“A guy like that gets humiliated by Damian Haxen during the day?”

“That was an unexpected situation… … “If we had a weapon, the outcome would be completely different.”

Mustang Fury said with a confident voice.

“Princess, please be patient! “We will place the duchy in the hands of Princess Yuran!”

Chelsea spoke with a venomous face in response to Mustang Fury’s rant.

“that word… … It would be best to keep it. Otherwise, you will all die first.”

Mustang Fury’s face turned pale.

* * *

‘As expected, a warlock was hiding.’

The roof of the restaurant.

Damian Haxen was lying as low as possible and eavesdropping on the conversation between Chelsea and the warlocks.

Damian Haxen left the restaurant and immediately jumped onto the roof.

Then, after amplifying his hearing with magical power, he listened inside the restaurant.

‘It’s not just a partnership. Chelsea Gold Pixie treats the warlocks like servants.’

It was like that just listening to the conversation. But Damian Haxen was somewhat uncertain.

‘There is no way that human beings like warlocks would obey so easily.’

The warlocks Damian knew were poisonous breeds that exuded poison instead of blood. There was no way I would give in that easily.

Above all, the problem was the group to which the warlocks belonged.

‘Did you say Mustang Fury? That guy just said it clearly. It’s Yuran.’

Yuran.

It was a group that belonged to a warlock who had previously placed a curse on Haksen territory under the instigation of the Black Snake.

Yuran is a group of warlocks so dangerous that the church goes to great lengths to track them down.

The warlocks in those places obey a novice like Chelsea Gold Fixie?

‘What on earth are you aiming for?’

Suddenly, a conversation popped into Damian’s mind.

-Do you know what warlocks most desperately desire? It means settling down in one place.

This is what Dorgo said to Damian in his past life.

Strictly speaking, it couldn’t be called a conversation. Because at that time, Damian was not in a position to speak.

Moreover, Dorgo thought that Damien had completely lost his sense of humor.

In other words, Dorgo was just talking one-sidedly.

-The life of a warlock can be summarized as wandering. You have to hide from people’s eyes, and you have to run away to avoid being pursued by the cult. As time goes by, everyone begins to wish for it desperately. A place where you can settle down.

He said that this is why black magicians are struggling to infiltrate society.

To have a safe place to live.

‘I understand what Yuran’s intentions are. ‘I’m trying to rule the dukedom with Chelsea Gold Pixie at the forefront.’

Among the warlocks who received the church’s attention, few survived.

Therefore, Yuran would want a strong shield to protect them.

So it seemed like the Chelsea Gold Pixie was the one I chose. There was no doubt that she was planning to use her to take over her duchy.

‘You bastards are doing something outrageous.’

Yuran’s plan to dominate the duchy seemed to overlap with Dorgo’s behavior, who had treated him as a slave in his previous life.

‘I will completely crush that plan.’

Damian’s eyes glowed eerily.

* * *

Damian returned to the VIP room that way.

After arriving at the VIP room, Damian first injected the dark magic stored in his body into the bracelet.

‘The more you look at it, the more useful it becomes.’

This bracelet, obtained by killing Yuran’s executive Agito, had the ability to store and conceal any energy.

Thanks to this, Damian was able to hide the dark magic he had absorbed.

‘I feel like throwing away all black magic.’

Damian hated both warlocks and black magic. It was to the point where he wanted to erase everything from this world.

Nevertheless, the reason for gathering dark magic was to prepare for an emergency.

‘You never know what life will bring.’

Damian, who was enjoying success as a mercenary, met a demon named Dorgo and his life was ruined.

To prevent such unexpected situations, dark magic is stored.

After storing all the dark magic in the bracelet, Damian took out the Sword of Cheonri.

‘Rather than having to go to the duke and explain it, it would be better to show him in person.’

Damian’s plan was simple.

The intention was to destroy the black magic that resided in Guillaume Blackwing’s body.

If black magic is broken, the black magic will be released to the outside and the existence of black magic will be revealed to the world.

‘It just so happens that the level of a swordsman is suitable for such work.’

Damian lightly flicked the blade of the Cheonri Sword with his finger.

Ugh.

The sword vibrated violently with just a slight impact.

Damian injected magic into the Cheonri Sword and flicked the blade once more.

Ugh.

The vibration became even stronger. At the same time, a nearby window broke.

‘It’s not easy either.’

Damian looked dissatisfied.

Damian originally intended to break the chair, not the window.

But I couldn’t control the sound properly, so the window broke.

‘How did the Geomakga control this?’

A sword musician had a talent not only for the sword but also for music.

It is commonly said that a person born with absolute pitch was a sword musician.

Damian did not have the same sense of pitch as a sword musician.

Therefore, although I only understood the technology and the level, I was not able to use it proficiently right away.

‘I’ll need some practice to use it in the duel tomorrow.’

Damian rang his name all night long.

* * *

The next day was the day of the duel.

The duke’s vassals gathered at the training ground on time. It was to watch the duel taking place today.

Among them were many knights of the dukedom, and there were also knights who would participate in the marquis’ duel.

“Brother Pavel, who do you think will win?”

One of the candidate knights asked the stocky knight.

Pavel, a small knight, scratched his chin in thought.

“If you just think about reputation, Guillaume Blackwing will win.”

Although he was a knight from a distant country, Guillaume Blackwing’s reputation was so famous that it was known even here.

“Well, then Damien Haxen, can we finally be free from that evil bastard?”

The candidate knight asked, trembling.

In recent days, dueling knights have been beaten by Damien Haxen under the pretext of training.

Even if you resist, you will only be brutally beaten. If you try to run away, I’m here to catch you.

What particularly bothered the dueling knights was Damian Haxen’s bizarre striking technique.

No matter what he did, no matter how hard Damian Haxen hit him, no wounds were left on his body.

So the duelists couldn’t even report to their superiors.

“If Sir Guillaume Blackwing wins, so be it.”

Since there was such a big conflict, the losing side will leave the dukedom.

If Damian Haxen is defeated, the duelists will also be freed from those terrible days… … .

“But I don’t think that person will lose… … .”

Pavel Bermond reminded me of Damien Haxen.

The strange sword skills, the heart that seems to lose its inner feelings, and finally, the cruel hands.

He was a man so terrifying that just imagining it gave me goosebumps.

“Ah, anyway, wouldn’t it be natural for Guillaume Blackwing to win?”

It was time for a fellow driver to smile and say. A man came up to the training ground screaming.

“Hwaaaap!”

He was a huge, muscular man. In particular, both arms were long and thick. It was like looking at a log.

“That man is Guillaume Blackwing… … .”

Pavel Vermond looked at him with a curious expression.

I could tell as soon as I saw it. Even though the level is the same, Guillaume Blackwing is much stronger.

“Damian Haxen! Come up! “I will crush you today!”

Guillaume Blackwing, who came up to the training ground, shouted.

Pavel Bermond couldn’t help but frown at his behavior, which was reminiscent of a gladiator rather than a knight.

He was a man with certain skills, but without any trace of culture or dignity.

“Brother, it’s that human.”

At that time, the driver waved Pavel Vermond’s arm and pointed somewhere.

Damian Haxen has just appeared at the training ground.

“You didn’t manage to escape!”

Guillaume Blackwing, who discovered Damian Haxen, smiled viciously and said.

Damian Haxen, on the other hand, yawned lazily.

“Wow, I couldn’t sleep last night. “Her shoulder is sore.”

Damian Haxen touched one shoulder and craned his neck from side to side.

There was no trace of fighting spirit or tension. Guillaume Blackwing suddenly gritted his teeth at that attitude.

“You’re really struggling to be killed.”

A ferocious energy began to spread from Guillaume Blackwing. Pavel Vermond swallowed dry saliva at the harsh energy.

Guillaume Blackwing was stronger than he thought.

Guillaume Blackwing glared at Damian Haxen as if he was about to pounce.

But no actual battle took place.

“I guess I’m late.”

It was because of an operation that entered the training ground.

“Sir Damian, did you sleep well last night?”

“I couldn’t sleep at all because I was practicing something.”

“Well. I don’t know what you’re so absorbed in, but don’t miss out on sleep. “Sleep is the elixir.”

The duke greeted Damien warmly and then approached Guillaume Blackwing.

“Guillaume Blackwing.”

“… … “Yes, Your Excellency.”

Guillaume Blackwing answered, squinting at Gaol Heimlich next to the Duke.

“I hope that victory or defeat will be achieved neatly.”

Guillaume Blackwing’s face became grim as he spoke as if the outcome had already been decided.

“… … “Yes, I will.”

However, because of Gaol Heimlich, he was unable to explode his temper.

“Well then, it won’t take too long. “Let the duel begin.”

The duke’s declaration was made.

* * *

As soon as the duel began, Guillaume Blackwing ran through the training ground.

Each held two hatchets in one hand. There was a red aura on the axe.

“Damian Hakseeenn!”

Unable to contain his passion, Guillaume Blackwing shouted loudly. Damian Haxen frowned at that sound.

‘Noisy bastard.’

Regardless of his discomfort, Damien Haxen reflexively analyzed Guillaume Blackwing.

‘The muscles in both arms are equally developed. It means ambidextrous, not one-handed.’

Even when using dual weapons, the technique varies depending on whether you are right-handed or left-handed.

But Guillaume Blackwing was ambidextrous. He meant that there were no gaps in technology.

‘Every time you step on the ground, the depth changes. It means that you cannot use magical power skillfully.’

Because horsepower cannot be used consistently, the force of stepping on the ground is different, resulting in differences in depth.

‘I guess I should stop at this point.’

At best, he is a fake knight who has raised his level through black magic. There was nothing worth analyzing for Damian.

“Aren’t you avoiding it? Are you trying to block me from the front?”

Guillaume Blackwing approached right in front and raised his hatchet.

“And there are more than one cubs left behind!”

Guillaume Blackwing’s forearms gained strength. Two axes fell towards Damian.

Damian blocked the ax with the Heavenly Sword. As soon as it collided with the axe, the Cheonri Sword vibrated horribly.

Ugh.

The Heavenly Sword gave out waves. The surface of the floor shattered, centered around Damian.

The wave even blew away Guillaume Blackwing. Guillaume Blackwing spun his body in the air and landed on the ground.

“W-what did you just do…” … .”

Blackwing looked at Damian with a puzzled expression.

Other people were equally surprised.

“W-what is that now?”

“Well, I don’t know either.

“There was a sound and suddenly Guillaume Blackwing flew away?”

None of them had ever seen a defense technique like this before. That’s why I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“… … “That one.”

Only one person, Gaol Heimlich, recognized the technique used by Damian.

The Duke looked back at Gaol Heimlich and asked.

“Lord Gaol, do you know about the technique used by Damian Haxen?”

“A few years ago, a knight hired by the Duke used a technique similar to that.”

Gaol Heimlich looked at Damian Haxen with a surprised expression.

“It was such a unique technique that it stayed in my memory. “I had no idea that Damian Haxen could also use it.”

Gaol Heimlich thought for a moment and spoke to the Duke.

“If I remember correctly… … “Maybe you’ll see something more interesting.”

* * *

“Where did you perform a strange magic trick and fall asleep!”

Guillaume Blackwing kicked the ground again. He lunged at Damien.

Damian swept the blade of the Cheonri Sword with two fingers.

The blade slowly began to vibrate. As the vibration grew, the intensity of the sword grew.

When the sword fighting reached its peak, Damian Haxen flicked the blade with his fingers.

Immediately after that, a shock struck Guillaume Blackwing’s abdomen.

“Gagging!”

At that moment, Guillaume Blackwing stopped, letting out a scream. He looked at Damian in confusion again.

“This bastard… … You keep doing strange things… … .”

Ugh.

Damian flicked his blade again.

This time Guillaume Blackwing’s face was distorted. It was as if he had been beaten with an invisible club.

“Kaaak!”

Damian flicked his blade again. This time the impact hit his side.

“Aaaah!”

Guillaume Blackwing swung the axes in both hands wildly. But there was nothing caught by the axe.

“Um, what is that? “Is it true that Lord Damian uses magic?”

“Sir Damian is a knight, isn’t he?”

The retainers could not help but be embarrassed by the strange sight.

“You bastard! “I can’t do it!”

Guillaume Blackwing swung his hatchet in anger. A red aura was released and he flew towards Damian.

Wooooow.

At that time, Damian’s sword name changed. If it had been heavy just a moment ago, it was now sharp.

As soon as the sharp sound of the sword sounded, the aura thrown by Guillaume Blackwing split in half. The Auror lost his focus and dispersed.

“… … “What?”

Guillaume Blackwing’s body stiffened at the unexpected sight.

Aiming for that moment, Damian rang his sword again.

At that moment, Guillaume Blackwing hurriedly kicked off the ground and jumped up. The training ground floor was cut like a knife.

“What a crazy guy!”

Guillaume Blackwing was embarrassed and rushed towards Damien. Damian glanced at Guillaume Blackwing.

‘I guess this is the end of playing.’

To test the skills of a swordsman, I played with Guillaume Blackwing for a while.

Now it was time to tell people the truth.

‘What’s scary about the Geomakga is not that they are good at large-scale battles. ‘Because he can attack from the inside with his sword.’

The level that a sword musician reached as a master was called ‘Gongjin (共振)’.

Originally, sword musicians could only inflict trauma using their sword skills.

However, as ‘resonance’ was reached, it became possible to influence the inside of the other person’s body.

Every time the swordsman rang out his sword, the enemies had to experience the pain of being turned inside out.

‘It was a technique that did not work on the Master.’

Once you reach the level of master, your body has been trained to the limit and your magical power is also very precise.

Therefore, it was almost impossible to cause internal injuries due to resonance.

‘But there is no doubt that it is a useful state.’

Damian flicked his sword. The sword’s name began to sound softly.

I held on to the vibrating Cheonri Sword with both hands. He lifted it high into the sky and then slammed it down hard toward the floor.

A sound so loud that it shook my head filled the conference hall.

Guillaume Blackwing’s body was slightly shaken by the huge wave. Guillaume Blackwing froze.

“you you… … .”

Guillaume Blackwing’s face slowly began to turn pale.

“Ooh, ooh… … !”

Guillaume Blackwing spit something out of his mouth.

It wasn’t blood. It was a much more pitch black and sticky liquid.

“Why is Sir Guillaume doing this?”

“Is something strange?”

The substance Guillaume vomited reached the ground. At that moment, it turned into gas and spread in all directions.

A pitch-black fog filled the conference hall. The faces of the retainers who saw this hardened.

“This can’t be right…” … .”

There was only one magical power in this world that was black.

“Huh, it’s dark magic!”

The vassals shouted as if they were screaming.

fantasy,