My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 104

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Episode 104

The day I decided to train together with the Support Team.

Thud! Thud!

I woke up to the sound of knocking on the door.

“Uncle! Let’s go train!”

Maybe it’s because I ate a late-night snack before sleeping, but my stomach feels heavy.

Was I tired from concentrating on Modification?

I didn’t know I’d fall asleep so deeply that I couldn’t even hear my mobile phone alarm.

[AM 06:27]

That’s not it.

It wasn’t that I overslept.

The landlord’s daughter had woken up incredibly early.

When I cracked the door open slightly, I saw a student in training clothes poking her face in.

“You’re still not ready?”

“What time is it that I should be getting ready?”

“You should wake up at six. Don’t you know the saying that the early bird catches the worm?”

“It’d be fortunate if it doesn’t go hungry.”

“Lord. Who has come to visit?”

A voice coming from inside the studio apartment.

Yeon-du turned bright red and just kept repeating “Ah, ah, ah.”

“It’s not like that!”

“It’s the Princess.”

Sir Isra.

I told you to drop that “Princess” expression.

“Is that perhaps Uncle’s summoned being?”

“Yeah. You two know each other. Since you’re here, say hello.”

“Back then, she was definitely a zombie.”

“I showed off my skills a bit.”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of an undead becoming human.”

Explaining everything in detail would take too long.

I’ll pass on pedantic and boring stories.

“My abilities are pretty outstanding, you know.”

“Wow. How annoying.”

Even when I tell her the facts, she can’t acknowledge them.

Can’t help it.

Those with exceptional talent are always subject to envy and jealousy.

“You’re thinking weird thoughts again, aren’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Anyway, hurry up and get ready! Uncle!”

After pouring out everything she wanted to say, Yeon-du went downstairs.

Sigh.

Her impatient personality never changes.

“Let’s eat.”

Setting up the side dishes the landlady prepared for us.

The three of us, including Ingrid, ate breakfast.

“Delicious!”

“Can’t you eat quietly?”

“Mm, how could I hide this emotion?”

“Should I make it an order?”

“Hmm. I’ll try my best.”

Since I’m only eating breakfast because of Sir, who doesn’t eat much, please be more considerate.

I finished preparing to go out on time and came outside.

“You’re late!”

“You’re not the only one receiving training.”

“Oh. Really?”

“The Support Team Hunters are also receiving it together.”

“Tch. Then you should have told me.”

I definitely told you.

I climbed the mountain together with the grumbling Yeon-du.

“Hyung-nim. You came…?”

“Ah. Hyung. Who are the two people who came with you?”

The Support Team friends’ eyes widened.

Just as I was about to explain.

Sir Isra stepped forward first.

“Your bodies have stiffened from resting from training.”

“Pardon?”

“Everyone draw your swords. Let’s start by loosening up your stiffened bodies.”

Question marks appeared above the Support Team friends’ heads.

Only Mi-jeong, the sole woman among the group, made an “Ah” expression.

“Are you really Sir Isra?”

“Of course.”

“Whoa.”

“Huh.”

“Eh.”

Groans that came out simultaneously.

I understand that feeling too.

I was very surprised when I restored Sir Isra’s appearance from when she was alive.

“I didn’t know you’d be such a beauty.”

“More than that, you were a woman?”

“Wow. Crazy.”

Swoosh!

A sword cutting through the air with fierce momentum.

“I told you to draw your swords. You all seem quite comfortable.”

“S-sorry!”

The Support Team Hunters hurriedly gripped their practice wooden swords.

“I’ll sit this one out!”

Mi-jeong, who was a magic-type Hunter, quickly stepped back.

“Prin-, no. Miss Yeon-du, please come this way too.”

“What about Uncle?”

“I’ll do something separately.”

The Support Team learns Mercenary Swordsmanship with aura.

Since it has a different style from Imperial Swordsmanship, Sir Isra taught swordsmanship separately.

“But who is the student?”

“I’m Kim Yeon-du. D-rank warrior-type.”

“She belongs to Mir Guild. She’ll just train together with us.”

“Mir Guild?!”

“Recently there was that, you know, some incidents.”

Wariness swirled in the Support Team Hunters’ eyes.

Maybe it’s because they’re my people.

I didn’t feel bad about them reacting sensitively.

“Yeon-du is the daughter of my studio apartment landlord.”

“Such a precious person has come to this humble place.”

“Please train with us.”

Wow.

Look at how quickly these people change their attitude.

Watching the Support Team and Yeon-du start training.

I also gripped my bone sword.

Maybe it’s because I’ve only been swinging a hammer lately.

The feeling of holding a sword hilt felt slightly unfamiliar.

Whoosh!

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[First Form]

Quickly slashing from top to bottom.

[Second Form]

I swung the blade diagonally, angled at 45 degrees.

[Third Form]

This time, a thrust.

[Fourth Form]

I withdrew the extended sword and swung it in a wide arc, pivoting on my right leg.

“Hah.”

My entire body’s muscles trembled.

The movements were perfect.

I executed the sword forms understood through Heavenly Martial Body without a single error.

But why does it feel lacking?

No matter how many times I repeated it, I only felt this tickling sensation.

Whoooosh!

Just as I finished the Fourth Form and sheathed my sword.

Sir Isra approached.

“Are you already done supervising the Support Team’s training?”

“I had them do repetitive training.”

Whoosh!

Swoosh!

Sir Isra’s gaze turned toward the bone sword.

“Are you frustrated?”

“I feel like I almost understand something, but I can’t quite grasp it.”

“Then why don’t you have a sparring match with Miss Yeon-du?”

“You want a magic and crafting type person to spar with a warrior type Hunter?”

“It’s an opportunity to confirm my lord’s achievements, even if it’s not actual combat.”

Tch.

Can’t you just let me swing my sword in real combat instead?

I did slice that Chinese Hunter’s neck quite nicely.

“I will ensure such situations never arise again.”

Ugh.

Just mentioning that story briefly made Sir Isra’s mood heavy.

“Fine. Let’s give it a try.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll control my strength appropriately.”

Oh my.

Miss Kim Yeon-du. You’re quite confident, aren’t you?

“Come at me with full force.”

“What? Uncle, are you serious?”

“I’m not bluffing, so let’s see what you’ve got.”

Step, step.

I lightly stepped back to create distance between Yeon-du and me.

The gap between us was about 20 meters.

If Yeon-du uses her ability, it’s a distance that can be closed in under a second.

“I don’t know. I’m really coming?”

[Swift]

The blue light that manifests the moment an ability is deployed.

My senses, sharpened like a well-forged blade, read all of Yeon-du’s movements.

From extending her left foot backward to build speed.

To the mana surging outside her skin causing acceleration.

Heavenly Martial Body, Spirit Eye, and Master of Magic.

The three abilities created synergy, perfectly predicting Yeon-du’s next move.

She’s aiming for my forearm.

She seems to be aware this is a sparring match.

Just before accelerating.

I took one step forward.

Swooooosh!

Fast.

Even though I was aware of it.

A speed I could barely follow with my eyes.

So.

What I need to do is move as predicted.

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[First Form]

Clang!

“Huh?”

Swords clashing in mid-air.

My wrist aches.

Though my warrior stats had risen considerably due to Heavenly Martial Body’s influence, they couldn’t match a sword strike powered by acceleration.

By taking one step forward.

If I hadn’t cut her off before Swift’s effect reached its maximum.

Even blocking the sword, I might have collapsed.

I can’t end it with just one block.

If I give Yeon-du an opening, she’ll use Swift again.

After blocking the first attack, I realized.

If I give her two chances, I can’t win.

I moved my arm instinctively.

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[Second Form]

A diagonally swung sword.

Huh?

What’s this?

First Form and Second Form are connecting.

Recovery and continuous attack unfolded as naturally as flowing water.

Clang!

A sword strike shot out like a ray of light, blocking the Second Form.

It wasn’t Yeon-du’s skill.

It was Sir Isra’s intervention, who had been watching.

“This is it.”

A subtle smile gracing his lips.

It feels different from the smile he showed while eating.

“Bone, muscle, mana, and the Lord’s will moving as one.”

“Is that the essence of Imperial Swordsmanship?”

“It’s a stage that must be passed through to reach the realm of ascension.”

You’re expecting a lot from someone who’s still at the crawling stage.

However.

Right after executing the second strike just now, I realized.

This was the identity of the regret I felt while training in Imperial Swordsmanship.

“Yeon-du. Want to try again?”

“Sure. I was curious about how Uncle blocked my attack anyway.”

Eyes with the playfulness gone.

Perfect.

“Then let’s try again.”

As soon as Sir Isra’s words fell.

I clashed swords with Yeon-du as she accelerated, emitting blue particles.

* * *

Yeon-du deploying Swift is incredibly fast.

Speed that would be impossible to handle unless in a state of tension.

But to put it the other way.

If you know an attack is coming, you can somehow counter it.

Opening all my senses throughout my body.

As I focused on Yeon-du’s movements.

Naturally, the movements of bone and muscle perfectly aligned with my consciousness.

As a result.

Clang!

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[Second Form]

After completing the defense, I could immediately counterattack.

Yeon-du parried the sword I naturally extended with a sharp clang!

Second use of Swift.

The power decreased because she couldn’t accelerate sufficiently.

“I don’t fall for the same trick twice, you know?”

[Swift]

Using abilities consecutively.

How underhanded, Yeon-du.

“Where’s the underhanded in fighting?”

“You’re right.”

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[Third Form]

Though it doesn’t match Swift.

I thrust at maximum speed I could produce.

Once again, collision in mid-air.

This much isn’t enough.

Imperial Swordsmanship was strong, befitting an A-rank skill.

Still, its power was lacking compared to sword strikes enhanced by Swift.

No.

Sir Isra would be different.

Let me concentrate.

[Imperial Swordsmanship]

[Fourth Form]

It’s different from practicing alone.

After thrusting the practice bone sword straight, I used the remaining force that wasn’t fully resolved.

The added force when rotating with the foot as an axis.

I see.

I shouldn’t think of each movement separately.

Like drawing a picture with a brush.

The first dot became a line, and the line connected to form a surface.

“Huff, gasp.”

I clearly understood the identity of the discomfort I felt when swinging the sword earlier.

[Your understanding of Imperial Swordsmanship has increased.]

As the sword strikes continued.

I could somewhat understand the meaning of bone, muscle, mana, and will overlapping as one.

“Excellent, Lord.”

Why he made me spar with Yeon-du.

I think I understand now.

If we were at similar levels.

If I wasn’t facing abilities like Swift, I wouldn’t have been able to sharpen my senses this keenly.

[You have enhanced your body with your own mana.]

[Physical Enhancement skill will be added.]

Huh?

Physical Enhancement is a skill that warrior-type Hunters commonly learn when they reach C-rank.

That makes sense.

Heavenly Martial Body had the ability to acquire all warrior-type Hunter abilities.

[User’s enlightenment has been fulfilled.]

[Physical Enhancement → Enhanced to Mana Emission.]

What?

Come again?

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