I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 115

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 115

The One Who Saved the Sun

Sofia’s eyes widened.

The axe was clearly falling toward Sofia.

The axe that would soon reach its destination and make blood gush forth.

That axe that should have done so was somehow stopped in mid-air.

It hadn’t stopped on its own.

An incredibly thick iron chain that flew from somewhere.

This had blocked the axe’s movement.

And before they could grasp the situation.

Clank!

With another resounding friction sound, the axe’s owner disappeared from view.

A person flying through the air and crashing into the abandoned building’s wall.

The old wall shattered into pieces and collapsed from how hard they hit.

And from beneath that, a figure revealed itself.

A man walking forward with the sound of dragging chains.

Sofia and Olivia both wore stunned expressions simultaneously.

It was a familiar face.

Someone they thought they’d never meet again, but too recent an encounter to forget.

Heavy silence fell over the abandoned building.

It was that unexpected an appearance.

Both for the person who was saved and the person who was interrupted.

‘Yoo Jin-hyeok.’

Sofia repeated the name of the one who had appeared.

He hadn’t gotten off at Rose Station.

He had taken the train toward the next station.

That should have been the case, so how was he here?

“You, you bastard!”

“Who sent you!”

The first to break the silence was the group that had chased Sofia.

Classes skilled in close combat drew upon their abilities and kicked off the ground.

Non-combat classes pulled firearms from their coats and aimed at Jinhyeok.

No matter how much this was a world where awakened abilities ran rampant, guns were still one of the lethal weapons.

It wasn’t uncommon for promising players to meet futile ends from gunshots.

“Kill him!”

The people aiming at Jinhyeok pulled their triggers.

Click click click.

The people drew question marks at the bullets that wouldn’t fire.

After shooting down the Golden Knight Order, they had finished reloading and maintenance.

There was no reason they wouldn’t fire.

They quickly checked their magazines with familiar motions.

And they couldn’t help but be shocked.

“Wh-what is this?!”

What filled the magazine wasn’t bullets.

Pure white clay of unknown identity.

Even seeing it directly, they couldn’t gauge what situation this was.

“Everyone check magazines and reload!”

It was confusing, but there was no time to dawdle.

They pulled out new magazines and replaced the ones filled with clay.

At that moment.

BOOOOM!!!

An explosion erupting from the magazines swallowed the surrounding people.

Among them were classes skilled in support or defense.

But the explosion went off at such close range that reacting was impossible.

Half of the people who had chased Sofia were incinerated on the spot.

The people who had first rushed at Jinhyeok were at least free from the explosion, but their end wasn’t much different.

“Aaaaah!”

A chain wrapped around the man’s leg.

The man was dragged down and slammed into the ground.

After that, several others were kidnapped one by one and slammed into the abandoned building’s walls and materials.

“I’ll stab you to death!”

Those who survived the chain attacks raised their weapons in unison.

Since each weapon was imbued with their respective abilities, victory was certain if they could just get close.

However.

“…?”

When had it started?

When had that interferer gotten a sword in his hand?

From their perspective, having assumed his weapon was naturally the iron chain, it couldn’t help but be bewildering.

Whether he knew of the opponent’s bewilderment or not.

[Najeber-style Draw, 1st Sword]

A blue aura dwelt in Jinhyeok’s sword.

[Night Crow Hunt]

That aura scattered helplessly into the air.

Reaction was impossible.

It was an absurdly fast draw that prevented even the slashed from recognizing they had been cut.

In the end, the weapons that had been raised were never swung.

“Ah…”

People spraying blood with quiet gasps.

Their scattered body parts rolled across the abandoned building’s floor.

Silence returned once again.

“Huuuuu.”

Through that silence, Jinhyeok exhaled.

Then he straightened his body and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It wasn’t from the recent fight.

It was because his arrival had been so close.

He glanced up at the abandoned building.

Seira hiding her body behind a pillar.

Wink!

He sent her a wink saying she had worked hard.

If she hadn’t carried and flown him here, he would have been late.

“Jinhyeok-nim.”

Sofia approached while supporting Olivia.

Jinhyeok approached them and bowed his body.

“You’re both safe, right?”

“How…? You didn’t get off the train.”

“I jumped off in the middle.”

The two people became even more stunned.

Sometimes honest answers confuse people even more.

Olivia, who had wiped the blood from her lips, stared at Jinhyeok’s arm.

“That iron chain… Could it be?”

A player who fought with acrobatic-like combat using chains.

Of course, this time there was no need to perform such acrobatics, but anyway, as far as Olivia knew, there was only one such player.

“Runner.”

Jinhyeok didn’t make excuses or deny it.

He just smiled awkwardly.

“Ah! Charles is outside…!”

“It’s okay. He’ll be safe.”

Jinhyeok turned his gaze toward the old parking lot.

He would have arrived in time.

That guy is much faster than me.

Charles’s eyes widened.

He couldn’t tell who it was.

The man who suddenly intervened in the fight and came between Joipin and Charles.

The man with white hair swept back coolly looked at Charles and smiled.

And just as he was about to say something, a dozen épées pierced through his body.

Puhwaaaak!

An enormous amount of blood burst out.

Joipin’s sneer leaked out from behind the man.

“Did you think I’d wait just because you made a dramatic entrance? What are you, an amateur?”

Pu-pu-pu-puk-puk-puk-puk-puk-puk!!

Joipin continued stabbing épées as if to finish him off completely.

Even though he seemed casual, this side was professional.

Since he had appeared suddenly, there was no telling what variables he might cause.

He chose quick elimination without hesitation.

Puuk!

An épée that pierced precisely through the heart area and came out the other side.

Joipin stepped back a few paces and shook the blood off his sword.

“Amazing that you didn’t scream even once. Can’t you feel pain?”

Thanks to that, he got to see quite a sight.

A corpse that died standing up.

Charles stared at the man who had taken the sword in his place.

“Who on earth are you…?”

He didn’t ask if he was okay.

His heart had already been pierced through.

Soon the man’s life would fade away.

At that moment.

“!!!”

Surprise filled Charles’s eyes.

Far from writhing in pain, the corners of the man’s mouth curved upward.

“I was going to ask if you were okay.”

He even spoke.

Even though his lungs, liver, and heart had all been pierced through.

“I must look terrible. But since I’m already here, let me ask. Are you okay?”

“I-I’m fine.”

Charles had been hit by the épée several times too, but he had avoided fatal wounds.

There was no threat to his life.

“That’s a relief.”

“But…”

“It’s okay.”

His eyes widened once again.

Anyone could see it was a fatal wound.

An injury that should normally result in immediate death.

Even though he clearly knew this, Charles found himself feeling relieved despite himself at those words saying it was okay.

“What are you?”

Joipin frowned, sensing something strange.

‘How is he still standing?’

This wasn’t a matter of willpower or mental strength.

This was already well past the time when his breath should have stopped.

“You?”

Dark turned his head back.

“What do they call this in modern terms? Fucking rude, was it?”

“Hah? You’re interesting.”

“Interesting?”

Dark tilted his head and asked a question as if genuinely curious.

“Do prey usually say such things?”

Dark turned his body completely and walked toward Joipin.

Saaaaa.

An inexplicable chill swept over Joipin’s body.

Joipin rubbed his eyes and shook his head roughly.

For just an instant, the approaching Dark had looked impossibly huge.

“A guy who’s become a rag acting tough!!”

He began stabbing with his épée again.

Just like before, Dark didn’t dodge.

Dark continued walking while taking the hits with his body.

The composure disappeared from Joipin’s face.

Something was strange.

Clearly, he was the one attacking unilaterally.

But why was he gradually becoming more frightened and backing away?

“You monster bastard!!”

Joipin gritted his teeth and thrust his épée with all his strength.

More precisely, he tried to.

Dark casually reached out and touched Joipin’s arm.

Then with a thud sound, the frozen arm fell off.

“Uh… Huh?”

Why did it fall off?

Joipin smiled in bewilderment, the situation feeling too unreal.

“You smile well, friend.”

Dark reached out his hand.

Dark’s thumbs entered Joipin’s mouth.

That was the end.

Joipin’s body scattered in an instant.

Dark casually brushed off his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

“I’ll have to throw this away again. Or not? I think I heard that vintage is trendy these days.”

Dark muttered something he had roughly seen on TV and looked back at Charles.

“What do you think? Should I throw away these clothes?”

Charles couldn’t answer.

Charles was too normal a person to follow this situation and conversation that was far beyond common sense.

“Let’s go with throwing them away.”

Dark swiftly took off his clothes and threw them away.

Once again, surprise filled Charles’s face.

‘There are no… wounds.’

He must have been stabbed dozens of times by the épée.

Yet there wasn’t even a small scratch, let alone any scars.

Dark, who had approached right in front of him, bent down.

And stared directly at Charles.

“Charles, was it?”

“Yes. That’s correct.”

“You’re grateful I saved you, right? The two who were with you are safe too.”

Charles, finally coming to his senses, moved to show proper courtesy.

“Don’t bother. You can thank that person over there instead of me. You’ll recognize the face.”

While Dark let out a chuckling laugh, Charles barely managed to bow his head.

“Thank you so much for saving us.”

“Oh, and if you’re grateful.”

A smile formed on Dark’s lips.

“Forget.”

“Forget…?”

“I was never here. Think of it as a midsummer night’s dream.”

The reason was unknown.

But Charles, understanding immediately, nodded his head.

“Good that you understand quickly.”

“You are…”

Just as he was about to ask something more, Dark disappeared.

As if he had never existed in the first place.

Truly a dreamlike situation.

Charles rubbed his eyes and slowly looked around.

All that remained there was Joipin’s corpse turned to rags and the upper garment left behind by the unidentified man.

Step.

He turned his head at the approaching sound.

A familiar-faced man walking over while supporting Olivia together with Sofia.

-You’ll recognize the face.

Charles quietly watched the approaching man, Yoo Jin-hyeok.

He had to commit this to memory for certain.

The benefactor who had saved the sun of the United Kingdom.

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