Sword Emperor Reincarnated as a Sword Master Chapter 54

Geomje reincarnated as a swordsmith (54)

Then Francis and Marian looked towards the direction from which the voice was heard with a look of disgust on their faces.

Leonard’s expressionless face was the same.

A man with impressive bronze-colored skin and bright red hair approached without paying attention to the glares from the three people, and spoke in an attitude that was even rude.

“It’s been a while, so can you please give me a nice look? “I’m embarrassed!”

“Don’t say something pointless when you don’t have the shame to do so.”

Marianne took a step forward and blocked Francis from the man’s gaze.

As if you don’t even deserve to talk to her.

The red-haired man approached with a grim expression on his face, as if he were enraged by that attitude.

“Why does the dog interrupt when I’m talking to the owner? “Are you such a crazy dog ​​that it’s hard to tell where you can and shouldn’t interfere?”

“ha?”

The woman who was once called ‘Marian the Mad Dog’ had a bloody smile on her face. Because she was by Francis’ side, she was usually restrained, but she was never criticized for her speaking skills.

Marian sarcastically put her hand on the hilt of her sword.

“I see that you can communicate with dogs at a similar level, but there was a person in a certain family who was famous for being a dog breeder, I guess?”

“This f*cking bitch… !?”

“Because, unlike others, I am not an illegitimate child. If you just listen to that swear word, it might seem like self-harm. You have to be careful, right? “If your father hears, he will beat you up again.”

When he was no match for the way he spoke, the red-haired man insulted Francis by grinding his molars.

Because Marianne’s evildoer was not herself, but Francis.

“It’s my father’s inheritance, and you think you can inherit that position as long as you hold on to treasures that are beyond measure?!” When they offer to pay the price, it would be best if you hand over this boat! Aquamarine must not remain as an heirloom of a fallen royal family!”

“Shut up!”

In the end, Marian pulled out the knife and held it to the man’s throat, but the man continued to talk without stopping.

“Even if I run away like this, there’s no room left for you! Unless you want to be buried like your father… !”

“Luciano Peterson——!”

The aura rising from Marian’s blade touched the nape of his neck, and a trickle of blood flowed.

Only then did the red-haired man, Luciano, stop speaking.

If only I had said a few more words, I would have really lost my voice. Because he faced that murderous intent. Yet her eyes were still fixed on her Francis, and she tried to corner her.

but.

“Let’s go, shall we? “Enough wasting time.”

Francis tugged on Marian’s sleeve without even raising an eyebrow. It was a noble yet overbearing attitude, as if he felt nothing about Luciano’s verbal abuse.

Luciano, who felt defeated by that sight, just rolled his eyes.

“… “I understand, miss.”

It’s strange that Marianne gets angry on her behalf, even though she doesn’t think anything is wrong. The knife that had cut Luciano’s neck returned to his waist, and the atmosphere that had been on the verge of explosion cooled down.

Luciano’s gang, which seemed ready to attack at any moment, surprisingly seemed relieved.

Fighting with that Marian was burdensome for them as well.

Again, again.

Only the footsteps of three people echo on the silent dock.

Francis and Marian, and later Leonard.

Only then did Luciano discover Leonard’s appearance, his lips parted and distorted with a sinister intention.

“under! You declared that you would restore your father’s honor, but you were enjoying yourself by bringing in a half-hearted prostitute? At that rate, my face wouldn’t be impressed at all! “I don’t know where he came from, but if I sell him to sodomites, I can get a thousand gold coins—.”

It was a moment.

Francis and Marian, who looked back with shocked faces.

Even Luciano’s gang, who were watching with an expression that said it was the beginning, could not react, let alone anticipate.

The light emitted from Leonard’s waist ran once.

Phew!

His right arm was cut off cleanly from the elbow, and blood was flowing from the forearm that fell to the ground in the same motion as he was pointing at Leonard.

The cut was so sharp that Luciano did not feel pain for a moment even though one of his arms was lost. He looked at the blood gushing out of the cross section with an idiotic look on his face, and then started screaming and falling to his core.

“Kwaaaaaaak!”

“Tongue, brother! “That crazy bastard!”

“Bring the potion and apply it to your arm first! “If you become a traitor, all of us here will be left behind!”

Leonard, looking at the wharf in chaos and dangling his sword without a single drop of blood, asked Francis.

“Fran, is it okay if I kill everyone?”

“Eh.”

It was only after Francis heard those words that he came to his senses.

“Well, the rest doesn’t matter. It would be better to keep that one alive. It’s annoying because the back is so big. “As long as I save my life, I can somehow sort things out in my own way.”

“All right.”

“Marian? With Leonard—”

Leonard cut off the conversation by shaking his head.

“it’s okay. “It won’t take long.”

Most of Luciano’s gang were busy holding onto his arms and didn’t even look at him, and only a few of them that seemed to be low-level were approaching.

I thought about using a fist instead of a sword, but slashing was more effective than striking to create more visual fear.

and.

“Kwaaaak!”

“Kek, keuk, gruuk…” .”

“Sigh.”

Leonard moved his feet without hesitation, as if he were walking on flat ground without obstacles. In one step, he stabs someone’s neck, slices their stomach, and rips off their arms and legs.

The dock, once white and smooth as marble, is stained with blood and decorated with dismembered limbs rolling around and internal organs spilling out of ships.

Pier 37 was transformed into a slaughterhouse in just a few seconds.

“Hey, that guy! “Kill that guy first!”

“Take care of yourself later, Master! “Because the bleeding has stopped, you won’t die!”

Even people who have been working in the dirty work for a long time are appalled.

With his cruel and unstoppable skills, Marianne understood why her instincts were wary of Leonard. It was a knife cut designed to intentionally cause more pain and break her opponent’s heart.

It’s closer to just venting one’s anger rather than a demonstration of force.

It was an expressionless face, but somehow I could tell.

For some reason, Leonard was getting angry.

“… … .”

Francis knew it too.

It was a sight so terrible that I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the back of Leonard going through it.

Since when did it start?

She didn’t shed a single tear or her voice trembled with anger even when insulting her proud father.

I had no strength so I had to endure it.

We had to focus on the future rather than the present.

A man like a sword burrowed into my heart, which had been filled with excuses for years.

‘Is it because of me? Are you getting angry on my behalf?’

If he was truly a drifter from Arcadia, he would not have known anything about Francis himself.

Also about her father.

There is also a story hidden behind this Atlantis.

Nevertheless, he was more and more angry than anyone else for Francis, with whom he had only been in a relationship for a few days.

“ah.”

Francis was surprised by the moisture he felt in my eyes, so he stole them away while no one was looking.

This was because it was not a mask that could be destroyed like this.

Only Marian noticed this and her expression changed into a complicated one.

Because they didn’t know that it was all an illusion, they were just looking at Leonard’s angry stabbing.

“Whoa… .”

In terms of time, it lasted less than a minute, but my breathing became a little rough because I was venting my anger over ruining my sentimental mood.

Leonard returned to his normal self with one deep breath.

Afterwards, I looked back at the scene he had created.

Except for one member, Luciano, who fainted due to blood loss, the entire group turned into by-products from a slaughterhouse. The last guy I cut had just stopped squirming.

‘I was swayed by blood again. ‘Maybe it’s because I’m such an easy opponent.’

If it had been a tense opponent, I would have calmed down, but with the inconsequential behavior of these no-good guys, my patience was cut short.

Now 15 years old, Yeon Moo-hyuk’s body was much more impulsive compared to his later years. Leonard realized that fact once again and calmed himself by stroking the hilt of his sword.

It was then.

“Leonard, enough is enough.”

Before he knew it, Francis had come to his side and was carefully holding the hand that was touching the hilt of his sword.

“Fran.”

“Are you calm?”

Francis read Leonard’s heartbeat from the back of his hand and, noticing that the rhythm was calm, removed his hand.

And while trying to look him in the eyes, he quickly looked away and said.

“… “Thank you so much for getting angry on my behalf.”

“It wasn’t a big deal.”

Leonard was so cruel this time that he thought Francis was scared.

On the contrary, she realized something from Leonard’s words and smiled softly.

“Iknow, right. “It wasn’t a big deal.”

Nothing would change just because Francis was patient. Pretending to be noble and broad did not get him closer to his goal.

I told him to at least spit on the ugly guy’s face and shed a few tears in a place where no one was watching.

Before she knew it, her heart, which had been rotting away, felt refreshingly open.

‘Well, it’s probably not something that happened due to mental trauma, right?’

Of course, Leonard, who did not know the true intention, was only thinking that it was very rude.

If Marian hadn’t approached at the right time, the atmosphere between the two would have become even more awkward.

Marian looked around the blood-covered dock and grumbled for no reason.

“You did something big. It’s going to be a hassle to take care of everything. “There was a reason why I didn’t come forward.”

Although she spoke as if she was reprimanding Leonard, her tone became a little gentler when she realized that he had comforted Francis’ heart that she had not been able to see.

Marian soon looked at Luciano’s arm and pulse and realized that there was no real danger to his life.

“You can leave this idiot alone. “He’s got a good arm, and he’d probably be a little cringe if he knew his men were killed.”

Leonard watched her for a moment and asked what he was curious about.

“Is his father such a great person? “Even though it’s an illegitimate child, is it enough to be careful about touching it?”

“Yes, that’s great. “That’s also huge.”

Francis, not Marian, answered that question.

She said while glaring at the giant tower of Atlantis, vaguely visible from a distance, where the quarterly United Council was held.

“The Atlantis Maritime Union, as its name suggests, is an area ruled by the Union Council. From designation of each sea area to approval of exploration permits issued to adventure groups. “You could say that they are the ones who actually control this sea.”

Francis’ blue eyes were wet with longing.

Her father was also up there at one time.

Among those who lead this sea properly, they even held the position of chairman, the highest position. Although the Kingdom of Oceanus was destroyed, he was a man who proved that even his lineage had not faded.

He was a man who was loved and honored by more people than anyone else until the day of sudden tragedy and destruction came.

“The total number of members of the Union Council is always 13, and new members are not elected until someone fills a vacancy. And Luciano’s biological father, Rep. Pablo, is one of the top five big names in the Union Congress.”

Francis pronounced the name clearly, as if he were spitting it out.

“Pablo El Orlando Peterson.”

He was the leader of ‘Moby Dick’, an A-class adventure group active in Sea Area 5, and one of the most powerful figures in Atlantis.

fantasy,