Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 56. Baidian Mountains (5) >

#56

Sarante, who had wiped all the statues, opened her mouth.

“A lot has changed since I haven’t seen it. Brigia.”

“You are the same. Sarante.”

The voice came from the side. Sarante turned around slowly. Brygia was leaning against a pole, fiddling with her hair. It was hard to believe that he had just been ill.

“So is this temple. Nothing has changed too much.”

“It seems you didn’t come here to show courtesy to Seniel.”

“Well, yes.”

“I didn’t know that even you would betray. Sending an old friend as an assassin, the denomination is awful.”

Sarante folded the rags and put them in her pocket. Brigia snorted.

“Hey, you, who drank paralysis poison as soon as we met, aren’t too hard on you. corrector? You have to sound like a horse.”

“Do you think it makes sense that the shadow of Lemeheim was captured by the orcs? I helped you with your immature acting.”

“That’s right. But wouldn’t it make sense to untie the rope?”

“yes. If it wasn’t for that treasure, I might have worried a little bit about you. You would write Glang that way.”

The rope that bound Brygia’s hands and feet was a treasure called Glang. It is very tough and has the effect of loosening and binding only according to the user’s will.

Sarante frowned as she remembered her unraveling the ropes, pretending to have fainted. A poison that seeps into his mana, a spell that loosens the ropes… Sarante had to say all sorts of nonsense to deceive Ronan.

“Still, what I said when I was unraveling the glans was a bit cool. ‘Do not touch this child.’ Lani, I couldn’t move because I was scared.”

“The farmer does that. Why did you do such a troublesome thing that you should have just come and visit? Capturing yourself and being captured by a horde of orcs. I am very concerned about taste.”

“What… is it fun for now? And I didn’t want to see possible blood in the temple. Because I am a person who has believed in that stone for a long time.”

“It’s good that there is even a deposit of faith.”

Brygia was looking at the statue of Seniel with eyes as if she was looking at an ex-lover. She pulled herself off the pillar and stood facing Sarante.

“Again, if you do a situational play like that, I thought you would come because I was curious. The Baidian Mountains are your territory for Sarante, so you must have sensed my presence anyway. But even if he was arrested all night, he wouldn’t come.”

“There was no slack. It’s to take care of our precious guests.”

“A dear guest? Are you talking about the human children of the past?”

“Would it be any different?”

“…the thing he was doing was weird, so I kept it alive, but I thought he’d just kill them all. I lost my strength with some kind of acting.”

“I thought it was an act of good intentions. It must have been a simple whim.”

“Everything has been fickle since I forgot to count.”

The smile disappeared from Brigia’s face. Sarante politely put her hands together and continued.

“Brygia. Where did your faith in Seniel go? Have you not moved the rock of souls to Konya together?”

“I woke up late. After all, the world will be engulfed in starlight.”

“Don’t fall for the sophistry of fake gods. It’s just an illusion and an escape. The way to salvation can only be found in our own lives.”

“It’s time to slowly grow old. Sarante.”

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Match. Suddenly, Brygia clapped her hands. Soon after, shouts that seemed to shake the mountain range resounded outside the temple.

“Woo!”

“Ahhh!”

Sarante narrowed her eyebrows at the sound of sporadic screams. Closing his eyes, he saw the ogres besieging the temple. It seemed to be well over thirty.

“…it’s a bizarre spell. You have summoned so many tyrants of the forest.”

“This is also a stellar grace.”

Quang! At that moment, a huge hand broke through the outer wall of the temple. As his hand grabbed Sarante, part of the wall collapsed. An ogre whose body was red as blood appeared.

“Woo!”

The ogre roared with Sarante in front of him. Brygia continued with a mischievous laugh.

“Like you said, we’ve been friends for thousands of years, so I’ll give you a special order I’ve been given. Convince Sarante Remation. Kill if impossible. ”

“That’s not very good news.”

“What are you going to do? If you are as talented as you, you can be a branch manager. Sooner or later, you will be able to find the position of close associate of the headmaster.”

Sarante didn’t answer. He was just staring at the ogre’s top plate with pitiful eyes. Then his mouth opened.

“…as it should have been, I would have just accepted death.”

“Well?”

“Honestly, I was exhausted. The great soul still has no answers, and the hide-and-seek with the Church shows no sign of ending even after thousands of years.”

The voice was quiet. Even though the ogre’s teeth were glistening in front of him, Sarante’s expression was as peaceful as a sleeper’s. Brygia asked, smirking.

“What are you talking about?”

“It is literally. This time, I was about to put everything down and start a new cycle. But in the last few days, I have seen hope.”

“Hope?”

“yes. Seniel has not yet abandoned us.”

At that moment, something like a whistle rang out. dump! The ogre’s arm that was holding Sarante fell to the floor. From the ogre’s mouth, a visceral scream escaped.

“Woo!

Sarante, who landed lightly, swung her finger at the ogre. The wind blew again, and the ogre’s body was split in half. Brygia looked at Sarante and said.

“Can I accept the latter as my choice?”

“I have no intention of agreeing.”

“I’m sorry. Sarante.”

Brygia stretched out her arms. The gathered shadows formed the shape of a dagger and were held in her hand. A voice as if reading a will came from between Brigia’s lips.

“My friend, who once walked the same path.”

The shadows cast on the temple began to wriggle. Brigia’s Auror was much more advanced than it had seen before. Sarante let out a sigh.

“Drake skin. Storm Song. Double Tornado.”

The magic circle that spread from Sarante’s feet covered the temple. At the same time, Brigia’s figure disappeared from sight. The mana in the area swirled and began to gather to the ridge.

****

“Well? What did you just hear?”

“sound?”

Braum looked around. For a moment, it sounded like someone was shouting. However, looking around, all he could see was the shadows gradually mixing with darkness and the densely lined trees. Asher shook her head from side to side.

“I, I didn’t hear.”

“is it? hahahaha, I must have heard it wrong.”

“Isn’t that a sound from heaven? uh… look at the clouds. I don’t even have a change of clothes.”

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Marya looked up at the sky and whined. The dark clouds that covered the mountain range were increasing in weight. The black mass, filled with moisture, seemed to roar and vomit rain and lightning at any moment.

The party that left Sarante’s temple was in the midst of going down the mountain range. The descent speed naturally slowed down due to the increased load compared to when we arrived. Marya, who was wearing a backpack three times larger than the others, opened her mouth.

“Ahh… it’s not that heavy, but my back keeps hurting. Ronan, you can’t call ghost horses in the mountains, right?”

“Bye~”

Ronan didn’t answer. It was the same when Sita rubbed her face against her cheek. Asher tilted her head.

“Ronan?”

“Don’t talk to me for a second.”

“Yes.”

He was thinking about what had happened today all the way down the mountain range. Ronan’s mind was filled with a woman named Phrygia, whom he had taken to the temple.

‘Something is strange.’

His condition didn’t look too bad, so he couldn’t make a rational observation. However, the more I pondered the memory, the more it felt strange. It was questionable from the fact that Brygia was captured by the orc horde.

Orcs are not monsters that keep their prey alive. In a normal case, it would have already been reduced to one meal.

It was also strange that mana was not felt at all. No matter how unconscious he was, it was normal for it to leak out, even slightly, in general.

However, the mana of the woman named Brygia was invisible even though her senses were enhanced by drinking Sarante’s magic tea. As if it was deliberately hidden.

– Aww!

At that moment, a roar exploded and the sky overhead brightened at the same time. Asher screamed and sat down.

“aah!”

“Asher! what’s the matter?!”

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Mary and Braum ran to Asher. Ronan hurriedly turned his head in the direction of the sound. Two huge volcanic cones were rising above the ridge. Ronan’s brow furrowed sharply.

“Nimi, what is that…”

A torrent of mana was seen swirling around the Yongoreum. It was the direction of the temple of Sarante. Inside the pulsating mana, there was a glint that was characteristic of Nebula Clazie, which he had seen in Dolan.

“What is it, cutie? Were you surprised by the thunder?”

“My wife, it’s not thunder… the head…!”

Asher grabbed her head and moaned. In an instant, a shock as if cold water was being poured over my brain. Of the four people, it was the feeling that Aselman, who had the overwhelmingly high mana sensitivity, felt it.

“Hey, Braum.”

Then Ronan came. He took a white stick from his inner pocket and held it to Braum.

“This···?”

“A whistle for a ghost horse. Everyone go back to Phileon first. Never follow me.”

Braum didn’t respond. Ronan’s face, warning him not to follow him, was contorted like a demon.

“never.”

Ronan left those words and started running along the road he had come from. The voices of Marya and Braum came from behind.

“Hey!”

“hey! Where?!”

Ronan’s figure disappeared over the rock in an instant. At that moment, a cold drop of water fell on Marya’s head. She frowned and raised her head.

“At least now…!”

A large drop of water fell again and hit his cheek. tuk. fight. It didn’t take long for the raindrops that were falling one or two drops to turn into heavy rain.

****

shoot ah-

Darkness fell on the mountains. The rain was pouring down with a force to sink the world. The rainwater rushing down the slope took on a coppery earth color.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh…

Ronan spit out cursing like he was vomiting, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. My vision, which had been clear for a while, was blurring quickly enough to be called straight.

I could feel the bitter taste of blood in my throat. An hour seemed to be enough, but the appearance of the temple was nowhere to be seen. As I raised my gaze, the mana flashing like an explosion caught my eye.

“What the hell are you doing… hahahaha…?”

The battle seemed still going on. There were two Yongoreum, but they became four and twisted their body. Even in the middle of the darkness, a dark shadow was rising like a thorn.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, good.”

After holding his breath for a few seconds, Ronan started running again. His eyes were fixed on the sky. puck! At that moment, something hard hit Ronan’s other side.

“Fuck!”

It didn’t feel like wood or rock. A huge shadow stood in front of me. Ronan frowned at the stench that suddenly dug into his nostrils.

“Damn, what does this smell like?”

Ronan shook his head. There were four lights blazing high up there. It didn’t take long for me to realize that it was an eye light. In an instant, a strong sense of disorientation overtook Ronan.

“you···.”

Then lightning struck a nearby tree. In an instant, the world became as bright as broad daylight, and at the same time, an ogre with two heads appeared. The right head, who met Ronan’s eyes, tilted his head.

“Wait?”

“Big.”

“···long time no see.”

Ronan chuckled. I felt a shiver run through my limbs.

Significantly larger than the other ogres. A forearm thicker than a beautiful tree. In the past three days and nights, there was an enemy in front of us who could not win. Ronan glanced at the twin-headed ogre and frowned.

“But you look really bad?”

It was a short time, but I saw it clearly. The ogre’s chest was stamped with the same pattern that was engraved on the cave giants. At that moment, the light went out. The roar that erupted as if waiting for it swallowed up the thunder.

“Ahhh!”

“Wooing!!”

The double-glazed spear broke through the sound of the rain and resounded through the mountains. The ogre raised his fist. Ronan ran off the ground and pulled the hilt.