Episode 351: A country that has lost its romance (9)
One step.
Two steps.
A man slowly walking towards the Valhalla Temple caught everyone’s attention.
The appearance was neater than expected.
Unlike the warriors of Valhalla, who exuded a barbaric feel, their clean-cut appearance was reminiscent of an aged nobleman.
However, the Claymore roughly tied to his shoulder with a leather strap proved his identity.
At first glance, it seemed to be quite heavy and rough, and it seemed like ordinary people would not be able to handle it carelessly.
widely.
I stopped walking.
On the street facing Ares, Cesar smiled.
“At first I thought I heard wrong. “You, who was taught by me, dare to challenge me.”
Ares and Cesar.
Both were spherical.
10 years ago.
Ares, who was quite famous even then, had the opportunity to receive lessons from Cesar, known as the greatest sword of Valhalla.
It was not a typical relationship between priests and priests.
Although it was only a few days, Ares truly recognized Cesar and listened to his teachings.
That means.
It meant that there was a significant gap between the two.
No matter how great Ares’ actions were, Cesar was someone he could not dare to approach.
Whether it was 10 years ago or now.
That fact hasn’t changed.
“I think it’s really sad. That day 10 years ago. If you had become my disciple, you would have learned everything from me and created a better future than now. Ares. How stupid you are. “Some people compare Alvarez and me simply by being one level apart, but that is a foolish judgment from those who have not experienced the sky.”
Slurp.
The leash was undone.
Even ordinary men could hold a sword with two hands, but Cesar held it with one hand.
“You wouldn’t know that. You challenge me because you feel a sense of accomplishment from finally defeating Alvarez. Get down on her knees right now and beg her you misjudged. Beg me to live for His Majesty the Emperor of Valhalla from now on. If you do that, I will spare you once for the sake of Valhalla’s future.”
From the moment I picked up the sword.
I felt a lot of tension.
Ares said with a smile.
“okay. 10 years ago, I was taught by you. I have always lived like that. As long as I could improve as a swordsman and a warrior, I was taught by everyone. But every time, this thought occurred to me.”
Okay.
I picked up my sword.
Their obvious hostility proved that they had no intention of backing down.
“As short as a few hours, as long as a few days. When I judged that I could sufficiently overcome my opponent, I set out without hesitation. Same goes for you. People call you the First Sword of Valhalla, but I only had a few days to learn from you. And the really fun thing is.”
The laughter got thicker.
last week.
For him, it was a really strong memory.
“Now that we have left Valhalla and settled in Dmitri. Even though months have passed, I can’t leave Dmitri.”
* * *
Coming back from Arcadia.
I met Sanchez.
A week since then.
The time to prepare for Valhalla’s civil war was short, and Ares was given a difficult mission for which even a week was not enough.
Alvarez and Cesar.
Two giants had to be taken down.
Ares planned to achieve his goal on his own, but Roman Dmitry called him to the training ground when the sun had not yet set.
What caught Ares’ attention was the weapon held by Roman Dmitri.
It was an ordinary-looking double sword, not the normally used disaster.
I knew it instinctively.
That weapon.
It’s reminiscent of Alvarez.
Roman Dmitry said.
“Raise your sword. From now on, I will be your partner.”
Ares’ mission.
It was dangerous.
Even though the plan was to use Valhalla’s ranker position, overwhelming force was needed to achieve the goal and return alive.
It was training in that sense.
Rather than drive Ares to his death and stand by and watch, Roman Dmitry tried to lay the foundation for him to carry out his plan perfectly.
My heart was racing.
This was the situation Ares had hoped for.
I wanted to show off my strength against Roman Dmitry and test how good I was.
As a result.
puck.
Quadang!
I rolled around on the floor.
My face became a mess.
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People called Ares a genius in swordsmanship, but in dozens of battles, Ares never gained the upper hand.
My eyes went beyond admiration and were colored with astonishment.
I thought I had a lot of data accumulated in my head as an Ares, who had fought hundreds and thousands of duels before becoming a ranker in Valhalla, but when I exchanged attacks and defenses with Roman Dmitri, at some point I saw a blue sky in front of my eyes.
I was embarrassed.
Two swords.
Roman Dmitry showed the extreme of his dual swords.
He chose only the worst moves he could not fight against, and brought himself to his knees several times with overwhelming force.
‘… … ‘I can’t think of any way to win.’
It was funny.
10 years ago.
He himself received teachings from Cesar.
Although it was a time when things were much lacking compared to now, Ares left Cesar’s side after only a few days of teaching.
At that time, Cesar spoke as if he could not understand.
If you live as his disciple, a solid future will be guaranteed, so he tried to catch Ares, asking why he wanted to leave.
at that time.
Why did you make that choice?
It was simple.
The reason why his past self could not defeat Cesar was because he lived a much shorter time than Cesar.
This did not mean that Cesar was weak.
Although he defeated Ares every time with his overwhelming presence, he was confident that he would be able to defeat him someday.
I wasn’t sure if it would take 10 years or 20 years.
However, the only important thing was that it was not an opponent that could not be overcome.
Roman Dmitry was different.
I was at a loss.
I felt the wall.
As he had not thought deeply about his relationship with Dmitri, he had no choice but to admit that he would have to spend a long time here.
“This is enough for Alvarez.”
I took up my sword.
This time it was Claymore.
Ares, who was already feeling quite tired, laughed at Roman Dmitry’s next comment.
“From now on, I will raise the level a little and deal with you in Cesar’s style.”
that day.
Ares experienced the world outside of heaven.
* * *
The conversation did not continue any longer.
At Ares’ remarks disparaging Cesar, Cesar’s seemingly gentle face took on a look of anger.
No question or answer.
It was my turn to prove my skills.
The priest of Valhalla, who was watching the situation with a nervous expression, finally announced the start of the duel everyone had been waiting for.
fluttering.
fault.
Crumbling.
The first striker was Cesar.
Seeing him rushing quickly while exploding his aura, Ares projected a confrontation with Roman Dmitri.
“Cesar was once called a barbarian warrior. I’ve heard that he pushes his opponents so fiercely that they don’t have time to catch their breath, and that he uses force to overwhelm his opponents. The way to subdue such an opponent is simple. In a flurry of attacks, prove to your opponent what kind of person you are with just one attack.”
Kaan-!
Crumbling.
A huge collision occurred.
As Ares blocked the attack, Cesar continued to push as if he would not stop like this.
Quang! Quang! Quang!
The world flashed.
The boiling aura exploded from all directions, completely turning Ares’ stomach.
Unlike Alvarez, this time he displayed a 6-star aura from the beginning.
However, Cesar’s aura, which had reached the level of 6 stars more than a dozen years ago, could not be countered without being shocked, even though he used Dmitry’s method.
but.
I didn’t feel any sense of crisis.
Absurdly enough, the confrontation with Roman Dmitry, who used the same weapon, gave him relative confidence.
sudden.
Crumbling.
Avoided the attack.
It was slow.
To be exact, it was slower than Roman Dmitry, and Cesar’s attack on the sword was also weaker than Roman Dmitry’s.
Thanks to this, Ares felt relaxed even in the midst of an intense battle.
I calmly watched the opponent’s attacks one by one and blocked them, and attacked Cesar without missing the moment when he showed a gap between attacks.
Flash.
Pot.
Hair was flowing.
Cesar, who momentarily tilted his head to avoid the attack, had a distorted expression like a demon.
“… … dare!”
It was an embarrassing moment.
Ares’ reaction, as if he did not sense a sense of crisis, really touched Cesar’s pride.
He rushed in again.
He did not allow any space between him and his opponent, and people widened their eyes at his swordsmanship that proved his reputation as a barbarian warrior.
I got goosebumps all over my body.
Among those watching the fight were the rankers of Valhalla, but they seemed unable to withstand ten attacks from Cesar.
Quang!
Crumbling.
Ares was pushed back.
In a shock that shook his insides, he struck the opponent and spat out blood.
“Sigh.”
It was strong.
Cesar was high in the sky.
Although he has not been active externally recently, he proved by force why he has been at the top of Valhalla for a long time.
hook.
A sword soaring into the sky.
Kwarung.
Crumbling.
It fell straight down.
Even as his life was on the line, Ares managed to prevent it and never lost his smile.
‘My choice was right.’
Fast attack too.
Powerful attacks too.
It wasn’t threatening at all.
Roman Dmitry, who used the claymore, showed only the worst situation, so he was able to keep his composure while dealing with Cesar.
No matter how strong he is. He failed to show an attack comparable to Roman Dmitry.
No, the dimensions were so different that we couldn’t dare compare them.
On the sky called Cesar.
There was another heaven called Roman Dmitry.
If you haven’t experienced the extraordinary world, you won’t be able to beat Cesar even if you try your best.
“You cheeky bastard.”
Whiing.
The wind blew.
Enraged, Cesar immediately raised his mana and attempted a fatal blow towards Ares, who had cornered him.
The challengers seeking his position have never experienced a situation like the present.
I always defeated my opponent before this happened, but seeing Ares holding on until the end made me angry.
Kwarung.
Crumbling.
It was an eerie scene.
Black and red energy swirled around the sword, coloring the surrounding area as if lightning had struck.
“die!”
Quang!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
A fatal blow.
Ares raised his head.
As the destructive energy permeated the world, he thought back to his time with Dmitry.
Generate mana using Surasimbeop.
I thought of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.
It was an absolute technology that could not be imitated, but it presented an ideal for Ares to move forward with.
Flash.
He extended his sword.
10%?
5%?
No, I couldn’t even follow 1% of the real Heavenly Demon’s sword techniques.
Despite knowing this, Ares admired Roman Dmitri and tried to follow in his footsteps.
He was a genius.
Creating something from nothing.
He ignored Alexander’s system and created his own world.
When he experienced the perfect answer, Roman Dmitry, he made rapid progress in a short period of time.
“… … ?!”
Cesar opened his eyes.
Ares’ attack.
His aura split.
Before his attack even reached his opponent, he witnessed Ares’ sword striking right in front of his eyes.
And that’s it.
Suddenly-
It was Cesar’s last memory.
* * *
Tuk.
Degururu.
Cesar’s head rolled on the floor.
People were speechless.
At a time when people were unable to accept reality due to the incredible sight, the priest of Valhalla spoke in a trembling voice.
“… … Ares defeated Cesar and rose to the top of the Valhalla rankings!”
It was shocking.
Ares supported the floor with his sword and exhaled harshly.
It was the limit.
If Cesar had pushed a little harder, he might have been the one with his head rolling on the floor.
I held back my rumbling stomach.
He wanted to pour blood on the floor right away, but there was still work left for him to do.
Beetle.
I got up from my seat.
Facing the shocked gazes of people, Ares raised his voice.
“As of now, I will give up my status as a ranker in Valhalla.”
“omg.”
“… … “Well, what is that?”
People were embarrassed.
1st place in ranking.
I would give up my position as a ranker after reaching that glorious position.
I couldn’t understand.
As the people flocking to the temple of Valhalla looked for answers, Ares spoke his thoughts.
“10 years ago. Cesar was a stronger prosecutor than anyone I had ever experienced. But now, 10 years later, Cesar has not changed much from then. Why did you do that? Why on earth didn’t Cesar aspire to a higher level? The reason is that Cesar fell into power. In a country that had lost its romanticism, political factors were more important than power, and Cesar, who gained power by clinging to those in power, lived a life without enemies without any effort. Considering that the last challenger to challenge him was Alvarez ten years ago, you can understand the reality of Valhalla. Just like that, Cesar became stagnant water. Warriors who did not know the sense of crisis were eliminated, and Valhalla crossed an irreversible river.”
Valhalla ranking.
Its meaning has faded.
Kronos’ rankings fluctuated greatly every year, but like Cesar, most of Valhalla’s rankers stayed in the same spot.
It was devastating.
It was hopeless.
If Cesar 10 years ago had been hungry for improvement, the current Ares would never have been able to defeat him.
“You can criticize me. You can say that he is a traitor to his country. But I was born a warrior, and I will die a warrior. Dmitry is the country that will allow me to live like that. “In Dmitri, I feel alive.”
finished.
He withdrew his sword and spoke for the last time.
“Remember. “We are born with the blood of warriors.”
I took a step.
He stumbled and showed signs of difficulty, but no one blocked his path.
Ares is a traitor.
abandoned the country
But I couldn’t touch him, and I had no desire to touch him.
It was then.
Count Gomes, who was watching the situation with a lost expression, received news from the North through a magic communicator.
[Well, the gate has been breached! We need reinforcements right now! If things continue like this, I won’t be able to last even a day, let alone ten days!]
Sudden report.
At that moment, Count Gomes felt dizzy.
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