Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 125
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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 125
Episode 125. Anvil of the Single Flame (6)
Creak, thud—!
With the sound of the door closing, heavy silence pressed down on the space.
Gaon and Adelia followed the Guardian toward the interior of the sanctuary, while the remaining observers emerged from outside the trial.
“…”
“…”
“…”
The corridor of Middle Temple Bigo.
Tyrant Dragon stared blankly into empty space with a dazed expression.
Arwen leaned against the wall, lost in deep silence, while Heukgol also scratched his skull with a complicated expression.
The sword strike that Gaon had unleashed still flickered before their eyes.
A single pure white line.
An absolute trajectory where only beginning and end existed.
A perfect strike that had severed even the transcendent realm.
Yes.
That overwhelming swordsmanship was not easily forgotten from their minds.
“If such a monster obtains a new divine weapon…”
Tyrant Dragon muttered to himself in a low voice, and the three quietly looked at each other.
At that moment.
The same thought was rising in everyone’s minds.
“…Now he’ll truly become an untouchable existence.”
* * *
Step, step—.
Adelia and I silently followed behind the Guardian.
With each step, the heat grew more intense.
The air became heavy, and with every breath, the metallic scent penetrated deep into our lungs.
‘…I’m dying from the heat, seriously.’
Below the stone bridge we were crossing, red molten metal was flowing.
The Guardian floated above that vast sea of metal and began explaining.
[This is the path leading to the Anvil of the Single Flame.]
“…”
[A place where those who have passed the trial can have a direct audience with The Owner of the Forge and the Flame, once in their lifetime.]
Stop—.
The Guardian ceased moving.
Before we knew it, we had arrived at the end of the long stone bridge.
Amidst molten metal rippling in all directions, a massive tower revealed itself at the end of the stone bridge.
From its chimney, bright red heat and steam were billowing out.
[The meetings are conducted individually.]
Swoosh—.
The Guardian looked at Adelia and pointed to the tower’s door.
[You go first, Adelia von Goldhart.]
“…”
Adelia glanced at me briefly.
A hint of anxiety flickered through her blue eyes.
But that was only momentary, as that emotion changed to resolute determination as always.
“I’ll be back, The Protagonist.”
“Alright.”
I nodded briefly, and Adelia entered the tower without hesitation.
“…”
[…]
Silence lingered for a moment on the stone bridge where only the Guardian and I remained.
Since there didn’t seem to be any conversation forthcoming, I used this opportunity to recall the divine weapon Adelia would obtain.
【Meteor Sword 】
A single sword.
On the blade that held darkness like the night sky, a single point dim as starlight was embedded.
It was a divine weapon that looked extraordinary from its appearance.
However, its true nature… only began to reveal itself after Adelia started fighting with the sword.
One attack.
One defense.
One mistake.
The moment she overcame all of that, when Adelia understood and transcended something.
『Whoosh──!』
Her enlightenment transforms into a blade and rises behind her.
At the same time, another point of starlight is carved into the blade of the Meteor Sword.
‘…Sword control.’
At first, one sword.
After a while, three.
As the battle lengthened, the number of swords that moved like Adelia’s limbs increased exponentially.
Ten, twenty, thirty… As the controlled swords multiplied, the constellation carved on the blade gradually completed itself.
『Child.』
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame said the following words while handing the Meteor Sword to Adelia.
『Your sword is not complete from the beginning. It will grow as much as you learn, and blades will be added as much as you fight.』
『And someday… the swords that reflect your enlightenment will cover the world.』
『Like meteors crossing the night sky, quietly, yet brilliantly.』
Yes.
That was the Meteor Sword .
A weapon unique to Adelia, forged by time and memory, enlightenment and insight.
‘…It’s an absurdly overpowered weapon.’
Adelia’s Meteor Sword was evaluated as one of the strongest divine weapons.
Didn’t I mention this before?
In the future, Adelia would kill one of the Twelve Sword Masters and be reborn as one of the Strongest Characters in the World to take that position.
In that fierce battle that lasted for two weeks, the controlled swords that rose behind her numbered as many as 100.
The longer the battle continued, the more the situation flowed in Adelia’s favor.
The opponent had no choice but to become impatient, which soon led to mistakes.
…And Adelia was a tenacious swordswoman who never missed such mistakes.
Clang, claaang──!
“…?”
I was having such thoughts when it happened.
From far away, the sound of striking heated metal began to echo in all directions.
Flames shot high above the tower’s chimney, then quickly subsided as if nothing had happened.
A quiet stillness followed.
However, I could tell.
At this very moment, a divine weapon that would make Adelia one of the Strongest Characters in the World had been born.
Creak—
The sound of the tower door opening broke the silence.
Adelia walked out hesitantly. In her hands was the Meteor Sword.
Unlike her usual confident demeanor, she examined the sword awkwardly from various angles.
“Lord Gaon.”
She looked at me and slightly raised the Meteor Sword.
“I received this weapon from the Great One.”
“…”
“Its name is the Meteor Sword. The Great One explained how to use it, but… honestly, I’m still not sure how to handle it properly.”
Adelia looked down at the sword with an awkward gaze. The starlight dots embedded in the jet-black blade glowed faintly.
“Don’t worry too much. You’ll naturally learn how to use it.”
“…Ah, yes.”
Adelia nodded after hearing my words.
[Now it’s your turn, Gaon.]
Then, the Guardian pointed to the door leading to the tower and spoke.
[The Great One is waiting.]
“…”
“…”
Nod—
Adelia briefly bowed silently, wishing me luck.
I began walking without hesitation.
Beyond the open door was a circular staircase. A spiral path that continued endlessly to the top of the tower.
Thump, thump—
With each step up the stairs, the heat grew more intense.
And finally, when I reached the top floor.
“…”
A very spacious area spread out before me.
In the center, a massive anvil floated in the air.
It was the Anvil of the Single Flame, where divine weapons received their first breath.
[This is the first time we meet directly, possessed child.]
A voice that resonated throughout the entire tower was heard the very next moment.
Though no form was visible, I could immediately recognize it.
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame. The fact that he was here with me.
[I knew you would find this place.]
“…”
[However, I didn’t expect our meeting to happen so quickly.]
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame continued speaking.
[The favored one of the Pantheon. A being blessed by the Great Ones. And… the irregular who will save this world.]
He saw through my identity far too accurately.
[Just moments ago, I clearly witnessed the strike you unleashed. It’s always amazing to see. Truly befitting the owner of talent that surprised ‘us’.]
“…”
[You were definitely not at a level that couldn’t pass the trial. However… it was difficult to grasp the ‘disposition’ that suits you.]
The heat around the anvil rippled like waves.
[You are already strong enough. You have plenty of room to grow. But considering the enemies you’ll face ahead, your current power alone won’t be sufficient.]
Right.
There wasn’t a single wrong word in what he said.
The enemies I’ll have to face ahead. And the various scenarios too.
I need more power.
[So I ask you.]
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame looked directly at me.
Though no form was visible, I could feel his gaze.
[Child, what is it that you truly desire?]
“…?”
And at the unexpected proposal that followed, I couldn’t help but be inwardly surprised.
‘…What?’
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame grasps the user’s essence through various questions and answers before crafting a custom divine weapon.
I had tried to naturally guide the conversation in the direction I wanted during that process.
‘But…’
I never expected him to ask my intentions so directly.
“…”
Right.
Since things have come to this, I should just speak frankly.
Having organized my thoughts to that point, I opened my mouth.
“One Feather Sword is enough for weapons.”
Chuckle chuckle chuckle—
The Owner of the Forge and the Flame laughed quietly.
[Right. It’s a difficult sword to handle, but it’s perfect for you.]
“What I need is something to assist it.”
[…Assist?]
The Anvil of the Single Flame rotated a bit faster. Heat swirled like a whirlpool.
“I want a scabbard enchanted with a Silence spell. One that can silence even the most powerful ego.”
[Hahaha!]
This time, hearty laughter burst out.
It seemed he realized why I made such a request.
The entire tower began to vibrate in rhythm with the Owner of the Forge and the Flame’s laughter.
[Is that all you want?]
“…”
Of course not.
A special power must be added to this. But there were many constraints in choosing that power.
Considering various possibilities…
“Without betraying the Heavenly Laws, without disturbing the order of cause and effect, without encroaching on the gods’ domain.”
[…]
“There’s only one way to obtain sufficiently powerful authority.”
[Oho.]
I declared in a resolute voice.
“The Hall of the Great Ones.”
Thud—
Suddenly, the air seemed to grow cold.
“Recently, I think I could use someone’s ‘true name’ that echoed through that place.”
[…]
Silence flowed.
The Anvil of the Single Flame no longer rotated. It was as if time had stopped.
What I wanted was simple.
…’His’ special sense.
Engraving this into the scabbard. Dividing one authority into two.
It was the only way to obtain sufficiently powerful strength without directly violating the laws of the Heavenly Realm.
[Hah.]
Before long, The Owner of the Forge and the Flame let out a hollow laugh.
[So it wasn’t for nothing that you invoked that being’s 「True Name」 that day?]
His voice contained genuine admiration.
To invoke a True Name.
That is not simply the act of calling out a name.
It is interference with the essence of existence, and resonance with that authority.
The moment I invoked that name.
A subtle connection was formed between me and that being in The Hall of the Great Ones.
Different from complete domination or absorption… a kind of echo, or resonance.
‘If I use that…’
I can borrow a portion of that authority.
Of course, it won’t be complete authority.
But I should be able to engrave part of the special ‘sensation’ that being possesses into my scabbard.
Imitation through resonance rather than direct theft. That’s why it can evade the Heavenly Laws.
[Truly meticulous, child.]
“…”
[Indeed, the Pantheon’s choice was not wrong.]
Kuuuung-!
As soon as The Owner of the Forge and the Flame finished speaking, the Anvil of the Single Shoe began vibrating violently.
[Good. Now that I understand your intention, let us begin the creation.]
Whooosh-!
Blue flames erupted above the anvil.
Soon, they began taking the form of a scabbard.
Scritch, scritch-.
Teal-colored characters were engraved across its surface.
‘…The Silence Spell.’
And deeper than that, something special began seeping in…
Clang, claaang-!
The sound of hammering echoed. Flames danced, and heat ran wild.
Yes.
For me… no.
To be precise, a one-of-a-kind divine artifact was being born for ‘her’ who hung at my waist.
‘Wait just a little longer, Feather Sword.’
…There’s truly not much time left until your 「Jinmyeong Geopbang」.
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