Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 191

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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 191

Episode 191. Apostle (8)

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Claaaaaang-!

The moment sword met sword, an explosive metallic sound filled the alley.

Sparks flying in all directions.

Crimson flames scattered between the bricks, creating brief flashes of light that alternately illuminated the faces of the two swordsmen.

“Grrrrrgh!”

Adelia gritted her teeth and held on.

Kagagagak-!

The Meteor Sword and the Golem Knight’s greatsword clashed, pushing against each other. The pressure bursting between the two blades traveled up her wrist to her shoulder.

Her muscles screamed. Her joints creaked.

‘This much strength…!’

The Golem Knight’s power was beyond imagination.

Adelia had faced countless formidable opponents. She had experienced both the Tyrant Dragon’s overwhelming brute force and the controlled strength shown by Pean’s Doppelganger.

But this was on a different dimension.

A desperate weight as if a massive mountain was crushing down on her.

Ddddddeuk-!

Eventually, Adelia’s feet began to slide backward little by little.

The stone floor cracked, and deeply carved footprints showed her desperate resistance.

“…”

In contrast, the Golem Knight showed no emotion whatsoever.

No expression could be read from the pitch-black sphere. Only the red eyes glinting from the center of that smooth surface emitted cold killing intent.

‘Any more than this…!’

It was when Adelia’s arm strength reached its limit.

Buuuuuung-!

Wind stirred behind her. Pean had moved.

“Hup!”

Adelia bent her waist deeply without hesitation. The timing was perfect.

Sring-!

Seorineul’s blue blade passed over her head. The coldly gleaming sword body aimed precisely at the Golem Knight’s flank.

Claaaaaang-!

Pean and the Golem Knight’s weapons collided.

Zzzzzzak-!

The next moment, the Golem Knight’s forearm began to freeze white.

Frost bloomed like flowers on the surface of the black armor, and bone-chilling cold spread like waves. Even the moisture in the air froze, making small ice crystals sparkle.

Seorineul’s unique ability. The power of absolute zero that froze everything it touched.

“…!”

The Golem Knight showed signs of surprise for the first time.

Buwng-.

He quickly retreated backward, then roughly shook his arm.

The frost clinging to his armor fell away with a rustling sound, but whitish traces still remained on the metal surface.

‘Damn it.’

The Golem Knight cursed inwardly.

After examining his frozen forearm, he slowly raised his head.

Adelia and Pean were catching their breath and repositioning themselves, taking advantage of the distance that had opened up.

‘Damn annoying.’

The Golem Knight’s gaze fixed on Adelia.

The disciple of Sword Master Gaon, was it?

She was still far inferior to him. In terms of pure skill alone, she wasn’t threatening at all.

But her talent.

That damn talent was far too threatening.

Though it had been a brief battle, Adelia’s skills had improved dramatically in that short time.

Her growth was visible with each clash of swords, improving moment by moment.

If he let her live like this. If she continued learning swordsmanship under Gaon…

‘…There’s no telling how much more she’ll grow.’

Perhaps.

A new Sword Master might be born in the near future.

Sring-!

The moment that judgment reached him, the Golem Knight made his decision inwardly.

‘Now, I must kill her right here.’

It wasn’t just because of Batu’s revenge.

He had to eliminate the future threat. By any means necessary.

‘But…’

The Golem Knight also knew. That the process would be far from easy.

Adelia’s resistance being formidable was one problem, but beside her stood another Sword Master.

‘Pean.’

An elf who had lived for thousands of years.

Though he had lost his sight, he was a dangerous being armed with supersenses that far transcended that loss.

To break through such a Sword Master and eliminate that girl…

‘…I must pour out everything I have.’

Kugugugu-!

The Golem Knight gripped his greatsword tightly.

Something began to writhe inside his armor. His true power, suppressed for hundreds of years, was slowly beginning to awaken.

Gooooooo-!

The air grew even heavier.

Dense killing intent began to swirl throughout the entire alley, and the broken streetlights around them began flickering one by one.

The streetlights grew dimmer and dimmer, then finally went out completely. Even the faint lights seeping from building windows disappeared one by one.

Even the full moon that had been half-hidden by grayish fog.

Uuuuung-.

All light began to swirl around the Golem Knight as the center. Like silver rays being sucked into a massive black hole, they seeped into the sphere.

“…!”

“…!”

Adelia and Pean held their breath.

They couldn’t help but tense up at the overwhelming pressure that was on a completely different dimension from before.

Right then.

“Th-there they are…!”

Urururu-!

Someone’s urgent voice came from the opposite end of the alley.

Simultaneously, the sound of several people running urgently echoed.

The sound of shoes rolling on stone pavement mixed with the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind.

Srik-.

The Golem Knight’s blood-red eyes turned in that direction.

The next moment, a curse escaped him involuntarily, losing his composure.

“Fucking hell…”

Because the worst possible intruders had appeared at the worst possible timing.

Uung, uuuuung-!

The dense remnants of magical power pressed down on the alley. An overwhelming presence that only a high-ranking mage could emit dominated the air.

And.

In the distance, three silhouettes revealed themselves at the entrance.

Robes embroidered with the emblem of Wintershield Magic Academy fluttered in the wind. Each of the three held a staff imbued with magical power in their hands.

A mage with blazing red hair muttered quietly.

“That’s far enough, worshipper of evil gods.”

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Professor Biyolf’s eyes were filled with shock.

One of the Five Nightmares, which he had only encountered in ancient texts, had appeared before his eyes.

‘Golem Knight…!’

A massive body clad in black iron armor. And instead of a face, a pitch-black sphere floating in the air.

Everything matched the records exactly.

But then.

Kuuuuung-!

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

“…Huh?”

The Golem Knight disappeared from sight with a single leap.

Before anyone could react, it had completely vanished beyond the alley.

“Damn! We need to chase after that bastard quickly…!”

Professor Biyolf was urgently trying to pursue the Golem Knight when.

“Professor.”

Taragon’s calm but firm voice stopped him.

“Let’s check on those two first.”

“…Ah.”

Hesitating-.

Only then coming to his senses, Biyolf hurriedly approached the two swordsmen along with Selena.

Adelia was kneeling on one knee on the ground, breathing heavily.

She was barely supporting herself by leaning her meteor sword against the ground. From the way her hand holding the sword was trembling, it seemed she had fought quite an intense battle.

“Miss Adelia, are you injured anywhere?”

“Haa… I’m… haak… fi-fine…”

Adelia answered with difficulty between labored breaths.

The sweat beading on her forehead made her pale face even more prominent, but fortunately there seemed to be no serious injuries.

There were only scratches here and there on her armor and some minor abrasions.

After confirming this, Selena turned to look at Pean.

Surprisingly, Pean showed not a single drop of sweat and his breathing was even stable. It was hard to believe he was someone who had just engaged in fierce combat.

“How are you, Pean?”

“I’m fine.”

Pean answered calmly.

“Thanks to Miss Goldheart’s valiant efforts, I didn’t need to step forward much. I tried to use that opportunity to identify the opponent’s weaknesses, but unfortunately no opening presented itself.”

“…”

“It was an opponent worthy of the name Five Nightmares. Especially the power it was trying to unleash at the end… if you hadn’t arrived in time, it would have been quite dangerous.”

Whew-.

Hearing those words, Selena and Biyolf simultaneously let out sighs of relief.

“I’m glad you’re both safe.”

But their relief was short-lived, as Selena looked around and suddenly showed a puzzled expression.

“But where is The Protagonist?”

Certainly after the battle with the puppet, Gaon had left with Adelia to find Pean.

But no matter how much she looked around, his figure was nowhere to be seen.

“Th-that’s…”

Then, Adelia opened her mouth with an anxious expression.

“The Mysterious Girl appeared and had some conversation with The Protagonist, then suddenly disappeared.”

“What?”

Professor Biyolf’s eyes widened. There was someone who immediately came to mind at the mention of The Mysterious Girl.

“Don’t tell me, that worshipper of evil gods who stole the brain core from the auction house…!”

“It’s an Apostle.”

Pean interjected with a heavy voice.

“A dangerous being that came from another dimension along with evil gods, and the entity that granted immortality to the Five Nightmares.”

“…!”

“I could tell immediately because I felt a dense otherworldly aura from that girl. She’s an existence on a completely different level from ordinary worshippers of evil gods.”

Everyone’s expressions darkened at that explanation. Not just a simple worshipper of evil gods, but an Apostle. And one that came from another dimension along with outer gods.

“Th-then The Protagonist is…”

“Don’t worry.”

As Professor Biyolf muttered with a trembling voice, Pean answered calmly.

“His traces still remain.”

Swish-.

Pean began to concentrate.

He lifted his nose slightly and began sniffing the scents in the air.

Seeing this, Adelia tilted her head.

‘…A dog?’

Such a thought crossed her mind for a moment, but realizing how irreverent her thought was, she quickly repented to God.

‘S-sorry. How dare I have such rude thoughts about the Heretics of those great beings…!’

Whoosh-.

Right at that moment.

Pean turned his head toward somewhere.

“I can smell The Protagonist’s scent. It’s toward the Uncharted Wilderness, but not too far from Dawnguard’s western fortress.”

At those words, Biyolf urgently shouted.

“Then we must hurry! The longer we delay, the more dangerous it will become!”

“I agree.”

Adelia slowly stood up while leaning on her meteor sword. Though fatigue from battle still remained, her determination to rescue Gaon moved her.

The group began moving hurriedly, following Pean’s guidance. Toward the Uncharted Wilderness where Gaon’s traces could be felt.

Crossing through the streets of Dawnguard shrouded in the silence of night.

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Haa, ha-.

Biyolf breathed heavily as he hurriedly moved forward.

It was a forced march too strenuous for his aged body, but he endured it and followed behind Pean.

‘Please be safe…’

That overwhelming aura he had felt at the auction house was still vivid.

3 minutes.

That terrifying moment when his entire body froze for just 3 minutes and he couldn’t move a single finger. The ‘power’ emitted by The Mysterious Girl was still weighing down on his mind.

It was inevitable that he would worry about Gaon being with such a being.

All sorts of ominous imaginations flashed through Biyolf’s mind.

Fierce battles. Gaon’s body covered in blood. Even situations where his life might be in danger…

“…!”

Right then.

Hesitating-.

The group simultaneously stopped walking.

What unfolded before their eyes was a damp swampland.

Tall reeds swayed forlornly in the wind over the wetlands where black mud squelched. Moonlight shattered across the pond’s surface, and somewhere the low croaking of frogs echoed through the air.

And in the center of it all.

A man stood quietly.

The gentle light filtering through the reeds softly embraced his silhouette, and in the stillness of the night, he alone seemed to be truly alive and breathing.

He appeared so peaceful, so perfectly intact.

Without a single wound. Without a speck of dirt on him.

Just then.

“L-Lord Gaon…”

Taragon broke the silence with a trembling voice.

“Lord Gaon has single-handedly repelled an apostle of the Evil Gods!”

“…!”

“…!”

“…!”

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‘No, Latte…’

Why has your acting gotten so much worse?

That line was way too artificial.

Ding-!

[Strawberry Latte] : (b˙◁˙ )b

[The Protagonist] : Put that thumbs up away. It’s not that good.

[Strawberry Latte] : (´･ω･`)?

[The Protagonist] : How can you expect praise for bad acting?

[Strawberry Latte] : (ʘᗩʘ)!

Ding, ding, ding, ding-!

[Strawberry Latte] : (˃̵͈᷄⌓˂̵͈᷅)

[Strawberry Latte] : (˃̵͈᷄⌓˂̵͈᷅)

[Strawberry Latte] : (˃̵͈᷄⌓˂̵͈᷅)

[Strawberry Latte] : (˃̵͈᷄⌓˂̵͈᷅)

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