Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 212

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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 212

Episode 212. The Dementia Patient, Lizard, and Fanatic (2)

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It was safe to say that Sword Masters rarely met the Saintess.

Sword Masters possessed the privilege of communicating directly with the Great Ones.

If needed, they could speak directly with the Elders, so there was no reason to go through the intermediary called the Saintess.

Therefore, most Sword Masters rarely encountered the Saintess throughout their lives. Except when they first formed the sacred covenant.

The same was true for the Tyrant Dragon.

“I’ve only seen the Saintess twice.”

“….”

“The first time was when I formed the sacred covenant. Well, that was a natural procedure. I met her formally like stamping a contract, received my reward, and left.”

A story I’d heard dozens of times in the game.

But I quietly listened to the Tyrant Dragon’s words.

“The problem was the second meeting.”

“….”

“Was it about a hundred years ago? I heard news that a newcomer had appeared after a long time, so I visited the Holy City.”

He was talking about when Mangnyeom’s Sword Master was born.

“I enjoyed sparring thoroughly with Mangnyeom, who had drawn the greatsword from Danhwa’s Anvil. She was quite a decent opponent. I had been itching for a fight, and my thirst was finally quenched after a long time.”

A satisfied smile crossed the Tyrant Dragon’s lips.

That sparring session seemed to have been quite enjoyable.

“I was about to return home in a good mood….”

The Tyrant Dragon continued.

“Suddenly, a revelation came down from the Great Ones.”

“….”

“They told me out of nowhere to have an audience with the Saintess.”

The Tyrant Dragon snorted as if it were absurd.

“I was dumbfounded. What reason did I have to meet with the Saintess?”

“….”

“Still, I entered the Order of the Holy Maiden. Since it was the Elder’s will, I couldn’t disobey.”

He slowly clenched his fist.

“But….”

The Tyrant Dragon paused briefly, then growled in a low, sunken voice.

“What was in that place wasn’t the Saintess.”

“….”

“I clearly remember the aura the Saintess possessed. That sacred presence imbued with the will of the Great Ones.”

He slowly shook his head.

“What was in the Order of the Holy Maiden that day was… something that mimicked the Saintess. It only had the shell of the Saintess’s appearance. Inside was a completely different, strange being.”

“So?”

“I killed it.”

The Tyrant Dragon answered calmly as if it were nothing.

“The thing mimicking the Saintess was disgusting, and I wanted to fight once against something that gave off such an alien aura.”

Right.

That was the circumstances of the Saintess murder incident.

The Tyrant Dragon’s subsequent testimony continued to match exactly what I had encountered in the game.

The Tyrant Dragon said he had honestly confessed everything to the priest who had access to the Order of the Holy Maiden at the time.

Not only the fact that he had killed the Saintess, but also that she had given off an alien aura.

While it must have been a thunderbolt from the blue for Middle Temple, the Tyrant Dragon himself was utterly nonchalant.

Rather, he seemed convinced that he had done the right thing.

“It wasn’t a big incident. Since the Order of the Holy Maiden is connected to the 「Abyss」, it must have been attacked by a monster that crawled in from there.”

“….”

“There are several types of monsters that mimic appearances. Something like a doppelganger could have infiltrated.”

The priest at the time also agreed that this was likely the case. He added that he would pay more attention to the barrier between the Abyss and the Order of the Holy Maiden in the future.

“Since there was no problem, I was told I could return, so I just went back to my home.”

“….”

“The Great Ones also said nothing about my killing of the Saintess.”

Time passed quickly, and the Tyrant Dragon completely lost interest in the incident.

Since the Saintess would be reborn anyway, he considered it an insignificant event.

“But… as a hundred years passed, the incident became distorted. I had only killed a monster, but Middle Temple’s history books recorded that I had murdered the Saintess.”

“….”

“It must have been a problem caused by that damn priest not properly conveying the message. I tried to go confront him about it, but the bastard had already died of old age.”

The Tyrant Dragon shrugged as if resigned.

“That’s the end of it.”

Having revealed all the circumstances of that day, he asked with a puzzled expression.

“So… what does that incident have to do with this revelation?”

Since I had said I would tell him the reason the Great Ones had summoned the Sword Masters, but was suddenly asking about the truth of the past, he was naturally curious.

Swish-.

I quietly took something from my pocket and handed it to the Tyrant Dragon.

“This is…?”

The Tyrant Dragon received the bundle of documents with a puzzled expression.

“Read it.”

“Hmm.”

Flip-.

Hearing my words, the Tyrant Dragon began turning the pages listlessly.

But his speed was quite fast. As if he was just skimming through roughly.

Had about a minute passed like that?

Thud-.

The Tyrant Dragon practically threw the pile of documents down on the desk.

“Do you know what I hate most?”

“….”

“Reading text. It gives me a headache, so just summarize it in three lines.”

Seriously.

This simple-minded, stupid lizard-brained bastard.

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“So.”

The Tyrant Dragon, having heard my explanation, pressed his temples firmly.

“Your speculation is that what I killed was that test subject?”

No.

Not my ‘speculation’, but the ‘truth’.

Having cleared all scenarios related to Project Seraphim, I knew the exact circumstances of that incident.

From the true identity of the Saintess the Tyrant Dragon killed to the truth hidden behind it.

But I acted according to the game’s choices, trying to get the Tyrant Dragon involved in this mission for now.

“Since it’s not certain yet, I’d like you to accompany me on this mission.”

“Phew.”

The Tyrant Dragon let out a deep sigh. Clear dissatisfaction was evident in his expression.

“Listen, Gaon.”

“….”

“Of course, it’s a Sword Master’s duty to carry out missions according to the will of the Great Ones, but lately I feel like I’ve been too swayed by the will of Middle Temple and the Elders.”

Tap tap-.

Tyrant Dragon continued speaking while tapping the desk with his fingertips.

“Honestly, I’m not really in the mood for it.”

“….”

As expected.

It was a reaction I had somewhat anticipated.

In the game, Tyrant Dragon only agreed to accompany you after reaching a certain friendship level. But right now, I hadn’t spent much time with him yet.

Our trust relationship hadn’t built up enough for him to simply follow my suggestions.

Tyrant Dragon was a character with strong free-spirited and instinctual tendencies. He wouldn’t welcome being continuously deployed on missions.

Especially if it seemed like something not directly related to him.

‘But this is reality, not a game.’

That meant I could just create my own options.

‘I tried to follow the game’s script just in case….’

Since things had come to this, it seemed better to play a sure card that could move him.

Having finished that thought, I brought out the words I had prepared.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to take a genius like Adelia as your disciple?”

“…What?”

Stop-.

At that moment, Tyrant Dragon froze upon hearing my words.

After being rigid for a moment, he leaned toward me with a somewhat intrigued expression.

“Gaon.”

“….”

“Are you saying you want to drag me into this mission badly enough to hand over your disciple Adelia to me?”

No.

How could that be?

While I was thinking that, Tyrant Dragon continued his misunderstanding on his own.

“That’s unfortunate. I might have been tempted before, but I’ll pass now.”

“….”

“That Adelia kid has incredible talent, but she’s mentally unstable. The moment you say you’re giving up being her master, she might commit suicide right there….”

“That’s not what I meant.”

I cut off Tyrant Dragon’s nonsense and continued speaking calmly.

“I received a revelation from the Great Ones. They said if you accompany me on this mission, you’ll gain the disciple you’ve longed for your entire life.”

“The disciple I’ve longed for… my entire life…?”

“That’s right. A genius with the makings of a Sword Master like Adelia, or something like that.”

Pause-.

Tyrant Dragon’s pupils began to contract vertically.

It was a physical reaction that only appeared when his interest was piqued.

“Of course, the first few years will be troublesome since you’ll have to teach from the basics, but as time passes, they’ll become a very good sparring part….”

“When do we need to depart?”

Stop-.

Before I could even finish speaking, Tyrant Dragon shot up from his seat.

His vertically slit pupils were filled only with anticipation and excitement. Like a child receiving a new toy.

“I can leave right now! The sooner we find my disciple, the sooner they can become a sparring partner! Haha! I was just getting tired of Heukgol, Mangnyeom, and that Bloodlust girl anyway, so this works out perfectly!”

“….”

He doesn’t even doubt it.

Anyway.

This simple-minded lizard-brained bastard.

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After finishing my conversation with Tyrant Dragon, I met with the other Sword Masters one by one.

Actually, the main business was already finished by meeting with Mangnyeom, Arwen, and Tyrant Dragon.

But if I didn’t have conversations with the others, it would look strange.

I needed to have formal conversations, and at the same time, I had to plant seeds for future events.

“The Ruins of Rashutku…?”

Jeungmu looked at me with interest and asked. His eyes beyond the monocle were full of curiosity.

“You found a map leading to that place?”

Jeungmu, being of the Iron Spirit race, had a special interest.

Namely, rare metals.

The more rare and strong metals he obtained, the more precisely he could upgrade parts of his own body.

In that sense, an undiscovered ancient ruin site was nothing short of a treasure trove to him.

“I’ve lived for many years, but I never experienced the primordial era.”

“….”

“I’ve always been very interested in ruins from that time. Especially if you search the treasure rooms of ancient ruins thoroughly, there should be considerable amounts of rare metals stored there.”

I answered.

“It’s fortunate that you’re interested. Then I’ll contact you before departing with the Relic Exploration Team.”

“I would be truly grateful if you did.”

That was the end of our business.

Jeungmu stood up from his seat with a satisfied expression.

Then he stopped briefly at the door and turned around.

“Ah, and… I apologize once more for my earlier rudeness.”

His voice carried sincere regret.

True to the gentlemanly Jeungmu, he was acknowledging his mistake and apologizing.

After that, I had meetings with Heukgol and Bloodlust in turn.

With both Sword Masters, I didn’t have any particularly deep conversations, simply finishing with saying I’d contact them again when needed later.

After all, there was nothing I needed to do with them immediately.

After the last interviewee left, I let out a deep sigh alone in the room.

“Whew….”

It was unexpected.

Heukgol and Bloodlust—these two would normally have questioned me for sure.

I had called them for meetings but didn’t give them any particularly important information, and I didn’t provide clear answers about the reason for the assembly that they would be most curious about.

‘But….’

Both Sword Masters were surprisingly compliant.

Like tamed beasts, they quietly nodded at my words and withdrew obediently.

‘…Both of them probably got properly beaten by me, so that’s why.’

In the end, even Sword Masters were beings who couldn’t escape the logic of power.

No matter how noble a name like Heretics they carried, true respect and submission could only be earned after showing overwhelming skill.

Well, in a way, it was also the most honest and clear relationship.

‘Anyway.’

All preparations were truly finished.

Now it was time to seriously go find the Sisterhood of the Forsaken.

And….

〔Muwolcha has started the 199th cycle.〕

〔Remaining cycles until world entry: ‘1’〕

〔Spawn time: About one week later〕

〔Spawn location: Vilopozy, the Dungeon Town〕

I also had to prepare to welcome Muwolcha noona after such a long time.

‘I really hope everything works out well this time….’

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‘Yeonwoo.’

[Yes.]

‘Do you like lizard meat?’

[Haha. I can’t eat it because there isn’t any.]

…How did the situation end up like this again.

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