Sword Master With One Strike Kill - Chapter 320
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One-Strike Kill Swordmaster Episode 320
Episode 320. Ancient Legacy (6)
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As the Golem Knight disappeared, a gentle light began to swirl around once more.
Swoosh-.
I lifted my head to look beyond the ceiling.
The sky was visible through the gaps in the collapsed forge’s roof.
The exact same scene as when we first entered the Ruins of Rashutku.
Ravenhil’s massive tree roots covered the sky, and blood-red light flickered through every gap, creating a crimson sunset.
“….”
It was bizarre.
And surreal.
‘But then again, Lost Elder’s World was originally that kind of place.’
Swoosh-.
I turned my gaze back to the front.
Then I saw the Sword Masters who had finished their battle.
“Phew….”
The Bifurcated Siblings and Jeungmu let out long sighs almost simultaneously.
The sound of tightly wound tension finally being released.
Meanwhile, Pean slowly approached me.
“You’ve worked hard, The Protagonist.”
His voice was calm.
But there was a somehow lonely tone mixed in with that composure.
“I believe you mentioned that there would surely be something for me to do….”
Chuckle-.
Pean let out a self-deprecating laugh.
“It seems like The Protagonist has essentially done everything again this time too, ahaha.”
Before I could respond to his words.
Whoosh-.
Jeungmu spoke up first.
“I never dreamed the Golem Knight would have such abilities.”
His eyes, visible through his monocle, were wavering with complex emotions.
“The power to summon those it has killed. That wasn’t even recorded in Middle Temple’s archives….”
In the meantime.
Swoosh-.
The expressions of the Bifurcated Siblings passed through the corner of my vision.
“….”
Their expressions weren’t very good.
Well, if the Golem Knight could summon those it had killed.
That also meant the massacred Bun-hon Clan could become targets as well.
‘What if their parents or siblings appeared as enemies in the next battle?’
Such thoughts had surely crossed Balhwan’s mind.
‘Of course.’
As I mentioned earlier, [Soul Offering] could only summon in the order of most recently killed.
But hadn’t the Golem Knight summoned the previous generation Sword Master immediately after the Tentacle Woman?
That meant all the souls that had been accumulated in between had already been released.
The worst-case scenario of the Bun-hon Clan appearing as enemies wouldn’t occur.
‘So rather than worrying about them….’
I needed to be concerned about Pean.
The person whose mental state was most shaken in this place was none other than him.
Whoosh-.
Then, Jeungmu muttered to himself again.
“Damn it. If one of the Heretics gets killed by the Golem Knight, something truly terrible would happen.”
Chuckle-.
Pean smiled bitterly upon hearing those words.
He was pretending to be composed on the surface.
But complex emotions that couldn’t be hidden were leaking from his expression.
“It’s already happened. That terrible thing.”
“…?”
Jeungmu tilted his head as if asking what he meant.
But instead of answering, Pean slowly looked toward me and asked a question.
“The Protagonist knows everything too, don’t you?”
It wasn’t difficult to guess what he was asking if I knew.
Whether I knew that the one summoned by the Golem Knight was a previous generation Sword Master.
And whether I knew that it was his master.
‘…Does he just think I know everything now?’
Well, that’s not exactly wrong either.
Nod-.
I silently nodded my head.
Then Pean, scratching his pointed ears, continued speaking.
“The elf swordsman who was summoned second….”
Pean paused briefly and muttered quietly.
“Was my master.”
“…?”
“…?”
Balhwan and Jeungmu’s expressions hardened simultaneously. But Pean continued speaking calmly, paying no attention to their reactions.
“She is a previous generation Sword Master. And truly an incredible expert as well.”
Pean smiled bitterly.
“To be honest, I’m confident I wouldn’t lose to any of the new generation Sword Masters. But I still can’t surpass my master.”
“….”
“Yet The Protagonist… subdued her with a single strike. Haha.”
Silence descended once again.
Pean’s master.
A previous generation Sword Master.
The information that poured out all at once was surely confusing everyone’s minds.
But among all that, what was most concerning were probably Pean’s last words.
‘They too must have gauged through her aura how strong that previous generation elf Sword Master was.’
Even I, at level 52, felt that tremendous presence, so that says it all.
Swoosh-.
The group’s gazes turned toward me.
Not just Pean, but Balhwan and Jeungmu as well.
Their eyes were uniformly filled with awe.
“….”
Right.
They couldn’t help but feel that way.
A previous generation Sword Master that even Pean couldn’t guarantee victory against.
I had cut down such an overwhelming powerhouse with a single strike.
Moreover, he dealt with the Tentacle Woman at the same time. An opponent that even three Sword Masters would struggle against.
‘…A perfect victory.’
That’s how it must have looked to them.
However.
I didn’t think so.
〔MP : 0/10〕
“….”
I glanced at the mana window floating at the edge of my vision.
The 2 MP I had saved after finishing the palace conquest were resources meant for dealing with the Golem Knight and the Intruder respectively.
That meant I should have only consumed 1 MP when facing the Golem Knight.
‘That’s why I tried to eliminate both the Tentacle Woman and the old-generation Sword Master at once.’
With the Tsunami Condenser, I thought 1 MP would be more than enough.
After all, hadn’t I confirmed in the palace just how much power I could unleash in that brief moment?
But….
‘If today, I had targeted both with just 1 MP.’
An irreversible disaster would have certainly occurred.
The moment I cut down the Tentacle Woman and tried to use the remaining instant to eliminate the old-generation Sword Master as well.
I instinctively realized.
That if I charged at him with the remaining time and mana… I would be the one to fall instead.
“….”
In a way, it was only natural.
Being too greedy in a mere 0.01 seconds would only invite disaster.
However, the problem was that I, who had felt omnipotent every time after using 【Soul of the Sword Master】, felt the emotion of ‘danger’ for the first time.
‘Pean’s Master must have been that strong of an opponent.’
In the end, I had no choice but to use 【Soul of the Sword Master】 twice separately to deal with the two enemies.
‘Well, still….’
Since everything ended successfully in the result, there’s no need to blame myself too harshly.
“Phew.”
Having finished that thought, I let out a quiet sigh.
In fact, this Rashutku Imperial Palace conquest had particularly many variables.
Since opening my eyes to this world, it might have been the scenario that deviated most from the original plan.
The Ghost Prime Minister’s unexpected escape caused by Muwolcha’s bizarre customization.
The conquest schedule delayed by a day because of that, and the forced expulsion rule that activated on the fourth night.
And even witnessing my own death in the 「Realm of the Dead」.
‘It gives me a headache just thinking about it again.’
Countless variables poured down.
Each time, I had to deal with these crises through improvisation.
‘And yet….’
Everything went better than expected.
By lifting the palace’s curse, I seized ownership of it, and during the conquest process, I even gained new enhancements: 【Form-Spirit Exchange】 and 【Sword Qi Transfusion】.
On top of that, experiencing the power of the Tsunami Condenser firsthand once again was a bonus.
Afterwards, I stopped the Golem Knight who had invaded Rashutku and even consumed two of his major assets.
Right.
Thinking about it again, everything really went well.
‘However.’
Just one thing.
There was still one variable remaining.
Though it’s an absolutely ridiculous stroke of bad luck….
“The Protagonist.”
Flinch-.
Right at that moment.
Pean’s voice rang out sharply.
When I turned my head, I could see his expression had hardened seriously.
“….”
Pean is blind.
But his senses were more acute than anyone’s.
If he was making such an urgent expression.
‘Don’t tell me.’
Ding-!
〔You have used the authority skill engraved in the Silent Chest: 【Super Sense Remnant】.〕
I activated my super senses without hesitation.
Instantly, the world changed.
Subtle energies I normally couldn’t feel began seeping into my skin.
The flow of wind.
The trembling of the atmosphere.
And….
Grooooo──!
…An alien energy that even my senses could detect.
“Ah.”
This is driving me crazy.
They say even tigers come when you speak of them.
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Murmur murmur-.
The Relic Expedition Members were excitedly exploring the completely opened palace.
Excited voices bursting out from here and there.
Since an ancient relic that had been sealed for thousands of years had revealed itself in perfect condition, there couldn’t be a more thrilling moment than this.
However….
Swish-.
Muwolcha’s gaze turned to the side.
Adelia.
Her expression was quite different from the excited atmosphere around her.
She was biting her lips tightly, looking down at the ground with anxious eyes.
“You seem worried.”
“…Ah.”
Adelia hesitated briefly at Muwolcha’s words.
Soon she nodded.
“Yes. To be honest, I am.”
“….”
To prevent unnecessary confusion, the fact that a Golem Knight had invaded the Ruins of Rashutku was kept secret from the other members.
But Adelia and Muwolcha knew this fact.
Because Gaon had told them directly.
“Please don’t worry too much.”
Muwolcha whispered quietly.
“There are four Sword Masters here. There shouldn’t be any problems.”
[Myub myub.]
Mukyoo, nestled in Adelia’s arms, babbled as if agreeing.
Hehe-.
Adelia smiled faintly at this and answered with a smile.
“…Thank you, monk.”
Of course, Adelia’s gaze remained fixed on the ground as she spoke. She couldn’t bring herself to make eye contact.
‘I really need to hurry to the「Sunken Temple」….’
Muwolcha shook his head back and forth.
Since Mukyoo had copied his face, there was no longer any reason to maintain this appearance.
‘I’ll have to persuade him to go acquire the Kerma Marquisate as soon as Ppakgyu returns safely.’
Muwolcha wasn’t worried about Gaon at all.
Having heard all the details of his plan from the beginning, there was no reason to be anxious.
Rather, he only hoped that Gaon would successfully draw away the Golem Knights’ forces.
‘However.’
There was just one thing that bothered him.
‘I’m a bit worried about Pean’s mental state.’
Meeting his deceased master.
That was one of the triggers for Pean’s corruption.
Of course, several other factors would need to come into play after that, but it was definitely the starting point.
The key was how Gaon would handle it.
While Muwolcha was thinking such thoughts alone.
“Monk, and Sir Goldhart.”
“…?”
“…?”
Captain Yakov approached and spoke.
Muwolcha looked at his face.
An expression that was hardened unlike usual.
And eyes that held a somewhat bewildered look.
“I’ve discovered something… strange.”
Upon hearing those words and seeing his expression.
Muwolcha had an intuition.
‘Finally found it.’
The secret of the world’s lore revealed in the ruins of Rashutku.
A clue that could bring them closer to the truth of ancient times.
The culprit behind all this tragedy.
What could reveal the inside story was here in this imperial palace.
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Haa, haa-.
Rough breathing filled the air.
Hodu Pie and Dorico Shiro.
These two had arrived near Middletemple, the Holy City.
“What, what is this…?”
But the expressions of these two were extremely serious.
No.
More precisely, they were close to shock.
“Am, am I dreaming right now?”
Dorico Shiro muttered in a more flustered voice than ever before.
Her gaze was fixed on the sky above.
The night sky surrounding the Holy City.
There should always be thirteen stars shining there.
Stars that rise according to the number of Sword Masters.
But….
“…Why are there only twelve stars?”
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