The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
“What? Some kid? Don’t tell me that brat deflected the dagger I threw?”
“It was just luck. Focus on the job.”
The attackers showed wariness upon seeing me stick close to Renia’s side. However, once they realized that not even a speck of mana existed in my body, confidence began to swirl in their eyes behind their masks.
One of the group stepped forward. He subtly showed off the sword hilt at his waist as he spoke.
“Hey, kid. If you hand over that girl, I’ll spare your life.”
“What smooth nonsense. You’re going to personally leave a witness behind?”
I was familiar with the ways of these ruffians. I had no intention whatsoever of falling for their coaxing. I took a step forward.
“Killing a young one makes for restless dreams.”
“Kill him so there’s less blood splatter. Don’t want to leave any traces.”
“Got it, I said I got it.”
Having apparently given up on persuasion, the man at the front drew a longsword from his waist and walked toward me.
‘He’s definitely letting his guard down.’
My current body was still that of an unripened boy.
Compared to the physique that was called the Sword God before my regression, it was infinitely shabby.
However, precisely because of that, there were strategies I could employ.
I raised my sword while mimicking the most clumsy stance possible. The man’s expression darkened upon seeing this.
“Tsk. I never get used to cutting down kids.”
“C-come at me!”
“Haah…”
When I acted out a child’s characteristically tense voice, the man shook his head from side to side.
“Don’t resent me too much. This is all just business.”
The man who had approached close by gave a bitter smile and swung his sword down at me from above.
The attack was slow, and his stance was full of openings.
“Kuhek!”
―Thunk.
That was his downfall.
My sword had deflected the man’s blade and pierced through his heart.
“Gurgle.”
Blood foam flowed from his gaping mouth.
He died instantly with the sword still piercing him.
“Utterly careless.”
No matter how young, to let your guard down in front of an opponent holding a sword.
At this level, they couldn’t even be called third-rate.
“Th-this crazy!”
Someone shouted. It was understandable they’d be flustered since a kid they thought was nothing special had killed a seasoned killer.
However, I had no intention of waiting for them to assess the situation.
Whoosh!
I charged forward using the corpse with the pierced chest as a shield.
Thud!
I shoved the corpse at the behemoth standing farthest away, then swung my sword at the lanky man who was closer.
Sword clashed against sword. My grip tingled.
The fortunate thing was that perhaps because he had drawn his sword hastily, the opponent couldn’t infuse mana into his blade.
In other words, now was my chance. I pressed forward without giving the opponent time to concentrate.
“Ugh!”
In his urgency, the man thrust his sword forward.
Clang!
However, contrary to his expectations, the sword blades scraped against each other and sparks flew.
“What!?”
The eyes behind the mask were colored with bewilderment. My sword was already firmly positioned in the path where he had tried to swing his blade.
His sword technique had been read.
Once could be seen as mere luck. However, my sword continued to block his next moves. Sometimes powerfully, sometimes flexibly.
A single sword glided through the air as if dancing. All he could manage was to step backward while avoiding vital points, unable to properly swing his sword.
“You, you bastard! What exactly are you!”
The opponent shouted.
It was because he couldn’t understand the situation unfolding before him at all.
“What do you mean what? I’m a mercenary.”
“A… mercenary?”
To me, this wasn’t even a great technique.
Rather, it was natural.
I had rolled through battlefields my entire life.
The title of Sword God wasn’t given for nothing.
Swordsmanship thoroughly based on real combat. In other words, when it came to simple sword fighting without employing mana, there was a stark difference greater than heaven and earth between me and such amateurs.
“Kek!”
After just a few exchanges, my sword pierced through the man’s throat.
At this point, the others realized the gravity of the situation.
“Damn it! Kill him! Kill him by any means necessary!”
The Black Mage Leader gave the order, and the Behemoth charged at me. His raised axe was surrounded by a faint milky barrier.
A technique using mana—aura.
Aura can only be blocked by another aura. However, at this time, I hadn’t yet entered the realm of mana, so I couldn’t use aura.
An absolutely disadvantageous situation. But I didn’t hesitate.
Whoosh!
An eerie sound of cutting through air struck my ears. The Behemoth’s axe didn’t reach me.
“He dodged it?”
The guy was shocked.
If I couldn’t clash swords, then I just needed to avoid getting hit entirely.
I dodged the next attack by stepping at an angle and shifting my center of gravity. Not missing the brief moment when his body swayed, I dove in while maintaining my lowered stance.
In the process, I tilted my head back to avoid the axe the Behemoth swung, but my body couldn’t keep up completely.
Slash!
A red line was drawn across my cheek.
Thanks to that pain, my senses gradually came back to life.
The combat experience repeated tens of thousands of times was naturally guiding my body.
This familiar movement, memories engraved deep in my bones.
What kept me alive and brought me this far was ultimately this sensation.
‘I’ve been given another chance to fight.’
This wasn’t a blessing from god or a destiny ordained by an absolute being.
It was a mission that Renia had given me, one that I absolutely had to fulfill.
‘Then I have no choice but to accomplish it.’
I have a purpose.
The grand goal of killing the Archmage King.
“….”
Just then, my eyes met with Renia’s, who was watching from afar.
Her violet eyes curved into a smile.
‘In the end, it’s because of you, both then and now.’
The second chance given by Renia.
I wanted to live this second life to complete the mercenary contract with her as well.
It wasn’t solely for others. This life was also for myself.
I didn’t want to see that young Renia watching me from over there make that tragic smile again.
Whether before turning back time or now, Renia von Benheim was the biggest piece of my life. The Archmage King had essentially stolen the biggest piece of my life.
This hatred toward the Archmage King.
I drew out just a small fragment of it.
Thunk!
My sword pierced the Behemoth’s belly.
He collapsed and became a corpse without even being able to scream.
“Damn it! Magic! Use magic!”
The Black Mage Leader shouted urgently.
Two mages began chanting spells.
For the current me, dealing with magic was somewhat troublesome.
“They’re casting black magic. I need you to dispel it.”
At my words, Renia answered with a bewildered voice.
“Wh-what are you talking about! Dispel? How am I supposed to do that!”
“…You can’t do it?”
“Forcibly dispel someone else’s magic? I’m not some archmage, how could I do such a thing!”
I realized my mistake.
I had unconsciously mistaken this for coordinating with Renia from before my regression.
Like me, she was still an unripened fruit. She probably wasn’t used to this kind of fighting either.
“Die!”
Just then, the black mage who had finished chanting threw a massive black orb. I used the corpse I had just pierced as a shield to block the magic.
However, there were two mages. Another black sphere flew in from the side.
At least 3rd-tier black magic. If I got hit by that ominous magic, I would die instantly.
But I didn’t care and swung my sword horizontally.
My sword——.
———Slice.
Cut right through the magic.
The surroundings became quiet in an instant.
Through the clear field of vision, the black mage’s eyes looking at me were filled with shock.
Of course they would be. A sword without even aura cutting through magic was absolutely impossible.
– That’s an incredible talent.
But I could do it.
At first, I thought anyone could do it. But through my meeting with Renia, I realized I was special.
– Do you know how absurd it is that Reagan can discern the core of magic that fluctuates moment by moment with the naked eye?
– Is it that amazing?
– Incredibly so. That’s a realm even archmages can’t achieve. Not me, and probably not even the Archmage King. It’s a transcendent vision that anyone would envy. It’s also why I recommended you learn magic.
I could see it.
Before seeing, I could feel it instinctively.
Where to cut.
Where to stab to make the magic structure collapse.
Having crudely cut through even the Archmage King’s magic, there was no way I couldn’t cut through a single spell cast by a mere 3rd-tier novice.
“You cut through magic? How?”
The dark mage blinked his eyes behind the mask in disbelief. He sought the cause of the problem from his subordinate.
“You, you stupid fool! Can’t you chant properly? Do you want to die?!”
“N-no, I chanted properly. This is unfair! You saw the magic go off properly just now!”
“Shut up! Is this the time for that!”
Meanwhile, my sword was already charging at them. Thud. Another one rolled on the ground with wide-open eyes.
Now only one dark mage remained.
“Aaaaah! Don’t come near me!”
The dark mage threw orbs in succession in desperation, but it wasn’t with the same momentum as before. I skillfully swung my sword and deflected them all.
The dark mage’s last struggle turned to nothing as he dropped his hands with a hollow expression.
Tap.
The next moment, I used a tombstone as a foothold and leaped horizontally.
The distance closed. The dark mage’s face, now right in front of me, was filled with bewilderment.
“How on earth…”
Those were his last words.
My sword pierced through the dark mage’s forehead.
“…Wow.”
Renia was blankly watching the process of me dealing with the five assassins.
A scene as if a storm had swept through. I gasped for breath over the pile of messily scattered corpses.
“Tsk.”
Every joint in my body screamed and my heart felt like it would burst. Blood flowed down from the wound on my cheek, leaving a metallic taste around my mouth.
It was because I had fought beyond my limits with a body that wasn’t yet complete.
‘To think I’d struggle this much. I need to build up my body in the near future.’
Spitting out blood-mixed saliva, I turned around.
My eyes met Renia’s. Her violet eyes were filled with bewilderment.
“Are you okay? You’re not hurt anywhere?”
“Uh, y-yes. I’m fine, but…”
“Really? That’s a relief.”
When I smiled at her, Renia awkwardly smiled back.
“Um… you’re really okay, right?”
Renia cautiously tried to check my condition, but before she could continue speaking, someone shouted from the entrance of the graveyard.
“Miss!”
Fortunately, they weren’t in league with the attackers.
“Miss Renia, are you alright!”
It was a group of mages wearing pure white robes with Benheim’s crest embroidered on them. They widened their eyes at the sudden chaos they encountered.
The golden-haired mage at the front quickly assessed the situation.
The lingering traces of dark magic in the graveyard.
Five masked figures lying dead.
And one suspicious person holding a blood-stained sword.
…That was me.
“You damned bastard, how dare you target Miss Renia!”
The mages all pointed their staffs at me in unison.
It was reasonable suspicion. From any angle, I would look like the person who attacked Benheim’s daughter.
“Ah, no! It’s a misunderstanding! This person is…!”
The family mages’ actions were faster than Renia’s protest.
They were all skilled mages. Elite guards of the family reaching as high as the 5th tier.
“Damn.”
I couldn’t even control my body. It was the aftermath of the previous battle. For my current body lacking in training, this was the limit.
Flash.
A red light flickered before my eyes.
It was a stunning spell.
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――Drip――drip.
I opened my eyes to the regular sound of dripping water.
The interior was completely dark, with faint light seeping through the iron bars. I instinctively grasped the situation.
‘A prison?’
It seemed Benheim’s mages had thrown my unconscious body into this prison. In any case, it was a rather aggressive way of handling things.
I raised my head. Right in front of the iron bars stood an elderly mage.
“The bastard has awakened.”
When our eyes met, the mage turned around and reported.
I struggled to sit up and spoke to the mage.
“This is all a misunderstanding. I’m not in league with those bastards.”
“I know.”
It wasn’t the elderly mage who answered that statement. A man walked over from behind his shoulder. He was a middle-aged man with sharp features.
“You are…”
“I heard the whole story from Renia. It seems there was a misunderstanding. The family’s mage committed a discourtesy. As the head of Benheim, I sincerely apologize.”
The man bowed his head in apology.
Setting aside the sincerity of that apology, the man’s words echoed in my head. That man had certainly called himself the family head.
At the same time, the man’s detailed appearance was illuminated by the torchlight. Golden hair, purple eyes. The same genetic traits of Benheim as Renia.
In other words…
“Father-in-law.”
“What?”
The expression of the father-in-law—no, the Benheim family head—hardened.
“No, that… I misspoke.”
It was a slip of the tongue.
I hastily shook my head.
In any case, the man before me was the head of the great magic family Benheim.
I remember his name too. Steren von Benheim.
In other words, he was Renia’s father.
“There’s much to discuss about this incident. However, I’ll postpone my thanks for saving my daughter for now. Separate from that, I needed to imprison you. Can you guess where this is going?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Do you plan to say the same thing after seeing this?”
Steren pulled over a chair and sat down, then took out a small pendant from his breast and showed it to me. Only then did I realize that my chest felt empty. The pendant that Renia had given me was hanging in Steren’s hand.
“This item came from your possessions. At the same time, it’s also an item that should be in the family’s treasury.”
Steren’s gaze was filled with wariness.
“Where did you obtain this item?”
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