Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

“Oh my God... Oh my God. ”

Ludka, the Grand Duke of Mahjong and one of the 108 families, is the owner of the 'Underground Gang'. He mutters in despair.

“A dead man... I'm a dead man! ”

I had a terrible face. It was not because of physical pain. Of course, my penis was in terrible pain because it was crushed without a trace, but it was much more painful than that.

Once more, he groaned in a louder voice.

“I'm a snitch! ”

In front of Ludwar like that, the enemy of the machete, Lumian Khalar, approaches.

Cold as ice.

It feels like a full-body blade. He felt tremendous fear in the midst of a complete collapse of his mind.

How could you do this? How in the world can you demonstrate such power in a machete system that is not human? ’

I couldn't understand it.

He had already heard the information about Lumian Khalard from Cecaros, the son of Marcin. The greatest strength of a warrior comes from the beliefs and aspirations of humankind filled with human beings, so it cannot be seen as great even when the power supply is blocked by the magic system.

Whereas the power of the self and the horsemen was so superior that they could not compare to that of the human race, I did not think I could defeat myself as long as I was the greatest warrior of all time.

That's what I thought just now.

"But what's the difference?" ’

I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to admit it.

Of course, his thoughts were of no use in reversing the situation.

Later, Lumian Khalard opened his mouth, keeping quiet.

“How are you feeling? ”

“…… what?"

“How are you feeling?" I asked. I'm asking you how you feel about losing all the gold in the world, more precious than treasure, more precious than sweet power. ”

“Son of a bitch! ”

Is that a question?

It was ridiculous. I felt so dirty. No, beyond the dirt, I felt the hatred for him rushing to the bone marrow.

Ludwa quickly opens her mouth. I wanted him to know how awful he felt by throwing out the most profound swearing he knew.

But the lumen beat faster than that.

A frosty voice flows from his mouth like winter footsteps.

“I am, yes. ”

“…… what?"

“That's how I feel right now. How could you do that? Even if the Horses are different, even if they are enemies...... shouldn't there be a minimum line between men? ”

Whoo-hoo!

His body is blooming again.

It was hot. It was not the usual balanced error. It was like an active volcano full of life.

Yes. The power that drives the current Lumen is hatred for the Horsemen.

His pure wrath reminded him of a new power.

It's just personal power? Isn't it more of a congenital hemostasis than all the continents combined?

Not at all likely At least the feelings in his mind now were greater than all the aspirations of the entire human race combined.

It was the wrath of a mechanical man who experienced the life of the deceased twice, not once, and twice.

In addition, the power received from acquaintances was not exhausted just before entering the court, so the Grand Duke could not help the Romans, even if it was his own courtyard.

Of course he didn't know that.

And today, I didn't even know I was going to go through all this misery.

I never meant to hurt a warrior. I was just going to tell you what Cecaros said!

And he didn't put a curse on her!

He yells at the whale with a face full of anger and contempt.

“Son of a bitch! I thought we were gonna let you live as a dead man for the rest of your life! You said you wanted to talk, you said you wanted to talk! It's a profitable proposition for you, too. How could you do such a horrible thing without even hearing it? ”

"......."

“I was going to give you everything. He was going to give you your right-hand seat. Power, precious treasures, and beautiful circulars unlike any other in the human world! If you just turn to the magic system, I was going to pretend there was no curse and give you all the pleasure... …."

“Hey."

The lumen is low.

It was not a loud voice. But the Grand Duke Ludwar had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

Calmly refined, so I felt more afraid of living. He looks forward to the next words of the Lumian, his eyes trembling without even swallowing.

“I am a warrior. I don't think it's the right vessel for a warrior, but at least I don't betray humanity for myself. Even if you threaten me with something. ”

"......."

“And let me ask you something. ”

“…… what, what! ”

“Someone comes to your house, cuts off your identity with a knife, and then sticks it back on if you listen to me... … if you hear such an offer. ”

"......."

“What kind of response would you get if you heard that ridiculous offer? Even if I give you a great reward...... Isn't it natural to be offended? ”

“…… damn it! I stopped it! I stopped it for now! ”

Tears fall from Ludka's eyes. I did. He was also a charlatan, despite being a Maverick.

For a creature with a penis, a man must have such a heart. His sincere lumen was also slightly pale, but his expression was pale.

But I couldn't help it.

The conflict between him and the Horsemen and both sides has already reached an irreversible point.

He pulls out his sword and says,

“It's better to go clean than to live as a confessor. ”

“... Kill. ”

“You should have tried harder to stop your boss. Farewell."

Screaming!

The Lumian's sword falls. The neck of the distressed Grand Duke Ludwar rolls to the ground.

And just then, strange creatures opened the door and entered the Grand Duke's room. Turns out they were the ones who led themselves here.

“Oops!”

“Your Royal Highness! ”

“You bastard! How dare you bring down the Grand Duke of Ludwa……."

“By the way, you guys stayed. Perfect timing. I wanted to ask you something. ”

The Lumian chuckles.

Perhaps because of the last words, there was a slight regret in his mind when he killed Duke Ludka. That's why I forgot to ask for a moment. It was a clear mistake.

But it was okay. There were a lot of people to ask questions about.

Besides, torturing them didn't seem to bother me.

"I cannot forgive those who mock the deceased. ’

A flash flashes from the Lumian's eyes and a glare bursts out.

The horsemen, who were under tremendous pressure, began to tremble at the same time, but it was too late.

Clattering

The sword in the Lumian's hand swings horizontally, and ten objects drop to the bottom of the ledge.

They scream horribly.

“Shhhhh!”

“My, my pleasure! ’

“My stuff! ”

Ten horsemen, ten dead.

As he looked at them with a cruel smile, the Lumian slowly walked forward.

And I asked him, gushing out more vigorously.

“Tell me where he is. If you don't know, tell me where he is. ”

Into the threat of a vengeful Roman incarnate, they had no choice but to tell you everything they knew.

And from afar, he looks at it secretly through magic, and he's sweating cold.

"......."

I had nothing to say. It was a strength that surpassed its own predictions.

You hardly ever expect Lumian Kalad to accept his offer. It was just too much wood, so it only opened the possibilities.

I was kind of expecting him to take on the Grand Duke Ludwar. Even though the strength of the warriors was limited and the horsemen became stronger, the fundamental difference in specs was enormous.

Despite knowing the facts, he did not stand up for himself in order to better understand the strength of the warrior and eliminate any imperfections that might occur.

‘That was a good decision. Very good…….'

“Damn it.”

A curse burst from Cecaros' mouth.

It was clear that he was right. However, the opposing Pokémon is too strong.

Like Ludka, he couldn't understand either. How can you maintain such strength in the spirit system, not in the human world?

He did not know how great was the wrath of the dead who had lost something precious twice. How great is the power to sacrifice and gain what is most precious.

He grunts for a long time and mutters again.

“Maybe we should stay away for a while. ”

Not only themselves, 99 percent of the power of the motherland, the 108 noble horsemen also needed to be evacuated. He focused his mind and sent a warning message to the heads of each family.

‘After all, this is Mahjong. Unlike the human race, his superior senses are blurred. ’

Then it was hard to find those who were determined to hide. And as time went on, that ridiculous power of a warrior must have diminished. It was clear we didn't have the tools to get power anyway.

‘A year... No, just a year and a half. Let's hide until then.’

Of course, it was a fact that the machinery would be devastated. Angry warriors will destroy, tear and destroy everything they see. Doesn't matter. Except for the 108 highborn horsemen, they're useless for power anyway. Not only that, but also the willingness to invade the human race, and even the respect for their fathers. I didn't know.

‘It's better this way. If you are defeated by a warrior, you may find your Great Father again because of your fear. Increased enthusiasm for human invasion. ’

Not bad, not bad.

The silent muttering secares make the boundaries where they belong thicker.

On his face, shining all black, only a smile was shining white.

* * *

Half a year has passed. The new year is bright based on the human world. The Lumian turned twenty one day.

But there was no one around to celebrate it. Because he was still wandering the castle to tear Cecaros to pieces to lift the curse.

But there was nothing good.

After eliminating the power of the Grand Duke Ludwar, the heads of the Sekaros and 108 families hid themselves as if they had promised.

I couldn't find it. If you were a human being, you would be able to see where they are just by focusing your mind, but this was a magic system. Neither the landscape was as different as I thought, nor Margie's concentration as dark, but it was true that it interfered with his senses somehow.

“Phew……."

A sigh comes out of his mouth.

I felt like breaking everything. Without knowing his pain, he wanted to trample the peaceful people of the Mahjong Dynasty, destroy their villages, and destroy their cities without knowing his vile tricks.

But the Lumians couldn't.

It was because I realized for the last half year that not all beings in the magic system were as horrible and vicious as he thought.

‘Rather, I was surprised that I was living a life so similar to ordinary people in the human world, with similar ideas…….'

Except for the exterior, such as the horn on the forehead or the tail on the back, they were not at all different from humans.

I was just busy eating and living. I tried to support my parents and feed my children, and I worked hard for the happiness of the day.

I had no interest in the invasion of the human race. I thought it was just a matter of the 108 nobles, irrelevant to me.

That is why the Lumians were unable to attack the common horses unrelated to the incident.

Even though he lost his mind in anger, he was a warrior.

As long as he was in a different faction than himself, he could not exterminate those who had nothing to do with him.

‘What to do.......'

I was nervous. I felt anxious in my mind.

As expected of him, his power is dwindling gradually. My friends' last gift was almost exhausted, and their endless anger was not the same as it used to be.

I had no choice. There is no flame that burns forever. He was gradually becoming ash. Perhaps in the next year or two, he will be completely incinerated, and the highborn, such as the hyenas who were aiming for him, will attack him.

“Haha, hahaha. ”

The Lumian laughs. Empty laughter.

His life was so pathetic. I could never do this, and I couldn't fight cold and dry miserably, and I certainly never wanted a moment of my future to die.

So he continued, constantly immersed himself in the swamp of depression. And that negative emotion further weakened his power. But then.

Shush.

A Horseman appears before his eyes with teleportation magic.

The Lumian glances at the opponent in a combat position in an instant.

"......."

I felt a lot of strength.

Of course, he was weaker than himself. Indeed, even the son of Machine, Cecharos, could not have existed a stronger horseman in the hidden yard. However, the strength of the Grand Duke Rudcarboda seemed to be evident.

The Lumian spoke in a standing voice.

“Since I seem to be weak, did you want to show up? ”

“That's not true. Warrior Lumian Kalad. ”

“Then, did you bring me Cecaros' message? ”

“That's not it either. I'm here to help you take the life of Cecaros, the son of Marcin. ”

“…… Bullshit! ”

The Lumians didn't believe it.

I have never heard of a highborn who are neither ordinary nor powerful enough to surpass the head of the 108 family to be loyal to drink.

He pulls out his sword to make a sound. The user aims at the target.

An amazing thing happened then.

Bloop

Spatula

“Grrrgh!"

The nobleman took off his pants and chopped off his stuff with his bare hands.

"......!"

The Lumian's eyes widen. I was surprised and didn't say anything right.

Cutting through your own stuff!

My heart was fluttering.

Like that, while he's in a panic, the High Horse, who manages his expression forcefully, tosses the cut to the Lumen.

And I said,

“My name is Baku. He has a deep vendetta against the son of Machine, Cecaros. ”

"......."

“I know it's hard to believe what the Horsemen say. But what you're saying as a man to a man, you're not going to deafen him. I'll make you a promise on the goods I gave you. ”

The Lumian's eyes falter.

Despite being a Mage, I could feel his sincerity. Sadness, pain, and vengeance gushed from his body and flowed into his heart. It's as if the continents' aspirations were once upon a time in the New World.

“I will never betray you. Trust me."

I couldn't believe it.

The Lumian puts the sword back in quietly.