The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 138

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Chapter 138 53. Transcendents (2)

Sara Lesherre was strong.

It was an obvious statement. She wasn’t just any Swordmaster, but one of the top ten Swordmasters on the continent. Who would think such a person was weak?

Of course, compared to Knight King Philip III or Golden Dawn Sinsieo Ainsworth, she was somewhat lacking, but she wasn’t so weak as to be defeated without being able to resist them.

A trump card that would keep even the continent’s strongest from letting their guard down!

Sara Lesherre possessed such a thing. And this was the same for Elena Martin as well.

Moreover.

‘The Twilight Zone has changed!’

‘It’s overflowing with more power. The effect I can feel is greater!’

She was even receiving a buff from the Twilight Zone deployed by Sinsieo Ainsworth. And the effect was much greater than what she had felt before.

Sara Lesherre, wearing a fierce smile, clashed the shield and sword in each of her hands and shouted loudly.

“Come!”

If she didn’t feel confident in this situation, she wouldn’t be a knight of Rhodesia. She wouldn’t be the leader of the Blizzard Knight Order.

Sharp eyes fixed on the mysterious man.

No matter which route he attacked from, she would block it all and counterattack!

A frost-like aura rose from her body. It was a cold and ruthless momentum that could freeze solid any enemies she faced.

And shortly after.

She had no choice but to gasp at the attack of the man who suddenly appeared before her eyes.

Swoosh!

“Hup!”

Sara Lesherre’s eyes widened in shock.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t perceived it. It was just that the opponent’s movement far exceeded her expectations.

She realized her mistake. She pulled her right foot back, lowered her stance, and raised her shield. The cold momentum gathered and condensed, forming a hardness greater than rock.

‘I can block it once! That’s enough!’

Honestly, she wasn’t confident about a second time. Considering her lofty confidence, it was an absurd thought, but the opponent was that strong.

She could understand why Sinsieo Ainsworth had given such warnings. More strength went into the arm holding the shield and her lower body.

Crash!

Crack!

“Kuheouk!”

It was a delusion.

Sara Lesherre couldn’t block even one of the man’s attacks. Fragments of the shield, surrounded by aura, scattered and scarred the ground.

Elena Martin cried out in shock.

“Sir Sara!”

Whoosh!

It was a mistake. The fight wasn’t over yet.

The man who had rendered Sara unable to fight with one blow stomped his foot again. And he vigorously swung his sword toward the next opponent.

Clang!

“Kuhup! Puheouk!”

A stream of blood spurted from Elena Martin’s mouth. She had no choice. The blade of her sword, broken along with the aura sword, shot high into the sky.

The time it took to get this far was barely 3 seconds.

To finish off a swordsman ranked in the world’s top 10 and one ranked in the top 20 with just two attacks!

Sinsieo Ainsworth couldn’t help but be horrified at Lumian’s skill, which was much stronger than expected.

‘I thought he had gotten stronger since I saw him at the Academy, but even so, to this extent!’

It was absurd.

Though they too were beings that transcended common sense, this human was excessive. It simply didn’t make sense.

Even if the Knight King and herself joined forces, it seemed they wouldn’t be able to win. No, she thought it would be difficult to even land an effective hit.

Despite not being her former self.

‘I too have become much stronger through the enlightenment from the festival…’

She felt a sense of deprivation.

Of course, that didn’t mean she intended to give up the match.

Swoosh-

Swish-

“Hmm!”

Lumian Calard, who had been about to shoot toward Sinsieo without rest, stopped his movement.

Sinsieo was definitely of a different class.

She had been so before, but now she was much stronger. She probably felt even more advanced than Knight King Philip III.

The two swords floating behind Sinsieo’s back were proof of that. A total of three sword points were glaring at him with sharp momentum.

“You’ve made remarkable achievements in aura control.”

“…Compared to your achievements, it’s nothing but trivial tricks.”

“That can’t be. I don’t have the skill to handle three swords simultaneously.”

“Isn’t one enough?”

“Hahaha.”

Lumian, who had shown laughter, took his stance again. Sinsieo also operated her aura with a stern expression. Then the swords behind her back flew and moved to Lumian’s flanks and rear.

A situation as if surrounded by three swordsmen.

But there was no need to panic. After all, there was only one main body.

“Haap!”

Lumian moved first again. With a battle cry, two types of aura bloomed and granted him tremendous power. Sinsieo countered this by making full use of the zone’s effects and the number of swords.

However, lasting 15 seconds was her limit.

“Heouk, heouk. Whoo.”

Two swords fell to the ground, and one sword was stuck in the floor.

Relying on it to barely stand, a voice mixed half with admiration and half with self-mockery flowed from Sinsieo’s mouth.

“I’ve lost.”

“It was a good match.”

* * *

The brief but shocking sparring session had concluded.

However, even after the fight ended, Sara Lesherre and Elena Martin couldn’t wake up.

Lumian spoke with an apologetic expression.

“I’m sorry. Not only did I make an excessive request, but this situation too…”

He didn’t say that he should have controlled his strength more. That wouldn’t have been courteous to his opponents.

Sinsieo shook her head. With a more flushed face than usual, she answered.

“There’s no need to worry at all. They haven’t suffered serious internal injuries, so they’ll be fine after resting for a day or two.”

“Hmm.”

“Besides, we were the first to face Sir Lumian’s sword after he reached a new realm, weren’t we? Rather, today’s events could be called a blessing. I too have gained quite a bit, so couldn’t this be called a sparring session beneficial to everyone?”

A new realm.

It was true. Hearing Sinsieo’s words, Lumian agreed.

Rather, this achievement was greater than when he had absorbed thirty demon stones. If that time had focused on quantitative growth, this time he had satisfied both quantity and quality.

‘However, it’s not without shortcomings.’

Lumian observed his interior.

He felt his empty dantian.

To be precise, he hadn’t used all his aura. The mountain range, that is, the aura of the world , was still remaining and writhing.

But the newly obtained aura of humanity was completely empty.

‘The consumption rate is faster than I imagined.’

However, the effect was even more excellent.

When using both types of aura simultaneously, he far transcended humanity.

He could assert with certainty. Now he felt he could defeat even the Demon King who had stored power in the Demon King’s Castle, not just the Demon King in an incomplete vessel, single-handedly.

But if asked whether he could face the entire Demon King’s Castle, that would be questionable.

His endurance was simply too lacking.

‘Isn’t there a way to further develop the aura of humanity?’

Lumian’s face reddened as he pondered for a moment.

He couldn’t help but think of Tania.

His love for her, the connection they shared. These were the source of his power.

‘Do I become stronger the more passionately I love?’

It was both absurd and embarrassing.

But for now, this hypothesis was the most convincing.

Of course, it wasn’t a thought worth continuing with Sinsieo right in front of him.

Shaking his head, he looked at Sinsieo and said.

“I apologize. I was momentarily lost in other thoughts…”

“Not at all. I was also reviewing our recent sparring match. Please don’t mind it.”

She smiled and continued speaking.

“Come to think of it, my congratulations are overdue. I congratulate you on your achievement.”

“Thank you.”

“It must be a blessing for the continent. Perhaps as long as Sir Lumian lives, no matter how powerful a Demon King may be, they won’t be able to covet the Human Realm.”

“Haha… I’m overwhelmed by such praise.”

Lumian smiled.

Though he spoke words of modesty, he actually thought the same thing himself.

Himself, Philip III, and Sinsieo Ainsworth who had advanced even further.

With these three, they feared no one.

‘Moreover, if Tania, Teoro, Bumer, and Cal Krone grow before the existing strong ones age…’

Couldn’t they achieve a golden age for about a hundred years?

It was still uncertain.

But since it was a sufficiently possible future, both Lumian and Sinsieo’s faces were filled with hope and happiness.

* * *

“Yeah, fuck!”

Demon King Seks spat out a crude curse.

During the sparring match, he couldn’t get his flying insects close due to some unknown power that Lumian was emitting, but now it was possible.

Thanks to that, he too could hear what Sinsieo had said.

Seks literally breathed fire from his mouth as he howled.

“How the hell do I beat that crazy bastard! How do I attack the Human Realm with that bastard there? Does that make sense? Huh? Aaaahhh!”

“…”

Baku silently watched the scene.

Sighs kept flowing from his mouth as well.

‘Honestly, he’s right. How do we deal with that?’

This was going too far.

It wasn’t that his brother’s level was lacking. His origins were the only obstacle; his power itself was actually much stronger than previous Demon Kings.

But the hero was even stronger than that. To a speechless degree.

Was that all?

It wasn’t just the hero. Even the people around him were getting stronger at a tremendous speed.

Take that Sinsieo Ainsworth woman.

She was at a level comparable to the world’s greatest warriors from 100 or 200 years ago. No, she seemed much stronger than that.

Moreover, besides her, there was another troublesome guy called the Knight King, and among the young humans, there were promising talents positioned here and there.

For the Demon King’s army, it meant a situation so bad that it went beyond bursting with frustration to losing all motivation.

‘But… we can’t just not invade either.’

That was the problem.

The Demon God had been desperately trying to get the Human Realm under his control since ancient times. It was to remove the influence of Goddess Allia and become the ruler of the entire world himself.

Moreover, lately his desire for this had become even more intense. The fact that he appointed Demon Kings one after another, even at the cost of damaging his own body, was proof enough.

There was no way he could say to such a being, ‘The humans seem too strong, so how about we wait 200 years before trying again?’

‘Damn, what the hell do we do…’

Baku closed his eyes.

He didn’t want to look at the screen anymore. Watching his suffering brother was also torture.

But then, a completely different voice from before was heard.

“Baku.”

“…Brother?”

An utterly calm voice.

Baku’s eyes snapped open.

Then he saw Seks with a gentle expression, as if he had put down all his worries and concerns.

Though it wasn’t a fitting description, he looked like what you might see from a priest who had achieved enlightenment. Confused by his brother’s sudden change, he spoke once more.

“Br-brother? Are you alright? You didn’t go crazy from stress, did you?”

“I’m fine, you bastard. I’m fine.”

“Then what is it? You’re making me anxious. Did you come up with some good idea?”

Baku asked with a desperate voice.

However, the answer he wanted didn’t come.

Instead, completely unexpected words flowed from Seks’ mouth.

“Let’s give up on invading the Human Realm.”

“What?”

“Let’s just live it up until the Demon God wakes up and then die. That would be more comfortable.”

“…Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I’m serious.”

Seks moved his steps and went to the window.

A cool breeze blew in. The scenery of the Demon Realm, which he hadn’t seen while focusing only on the magic screen, came into view.

Though it was much more desolate compared to the Human Realm, that didn’t matter.

To his eyes, having thrown away the burden in his heart, everything felt beautiful.

‘Yeah, this is right.’

It was something that seemed impossible from the start. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t see a path to victory.

Probably the moment they went up to the Human Realm and declared territory, it was obvious they wouldn’t last even a year, let alone expand their domain.

Rather than that, it seemed better to enjoy everything there was to enjoy during the 50 years before the Demon God woke up, then commit suicide.

Seks shared these thoughts with Baku.

“…That might indeed be better.”

“Sorry. For getting you involved for nothing.”

Seks made a pitiful expression.

There was no way the Demon God would leave Baku, his close aide, alone. In other words, he too would have to meet the same end in 50 years.

However, despite this fact, Baku didn’t make a sad expression.

Instead, he smiled clearly as if a ten-year-old burden had been lifted.

He said.

“Not at all. Well, what’s so important about living long? For someone of humble origins to rise to the position of Demon King’s right hand, that’s quite a successful life. We just need to enjoy the next 50 years without regrets, right?”

“…”

“Let’s start today. We haven’t had a peaceful day analyzing that damn hero bastard, so let’s have some proper fun for once!”

‘What are you talking about. You were just lying on the sofa eating snacks.’

Words of rebuttal rose to his throat, but Seks didn’t voice them.

This guy was showing a smile even in a situation where he would lose his life because of him.

At least for now, he couldn’t scold him about anything.

Grinning, he looked at Baku and said.

“Yeah! Fuck, let’s really have fun today! Let’s call about twenty succubus bitches and just party for a whole week!”

“Would twenty be enough? Let’s call about two hundred.”

“Can you handle that?”

“We won’t know until we try, right?”

“I like that attitude. Let’s go! Time to pound some succubus ass!”

The two looked at each other and burst into hearty laughter.

They felt good. The future was obviously going to be miserable, but at least for now, they were the happiest demons in the Demon Realm.

However, such a moment lasted only briefly.

Demon King Seks widened his eyes and stared somewhere.

Baku wore a puzzled expression at his appearance of gazing into the distance.

“Brother? Why are you…?”

Thwack!

Instead of answering Baku’s words, Sekus struck his abdomen.

The unconscious body went limp. The Demon King wore a grave expression as he used teleportation magic to move Eujae to a secret location.

He wasn’t sure if the subordinate would be able to avoid disaster.

Since he had acted the moment that enormous being turned its attention to him, he thought there might be at least a fifty percent chance.

Of course, he himself was 100 percent finished. He gave a bitter smile.

‘You said fifty years…’

Whooooooom!

Dark energy gathered before the Demon King’s eyes.

An energy so powerful and disgusting that even he, a demon among demons, trembled. He knew very well what this meant.

Looking at the opponent who had somehow acquired a perfect physical form, Sekus spoke in a heavy voice.

“Are you… the Demon God?”

“No.”

The black being with a smooth body lacking both wings and horns continued.

“I am Sekaros, son of Demon Lord Javahir.”

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