Chapter 197: Royal Capital (2) (1/2)

“Hahahahaha!”

First Sword burst out laughing. Because he couldn’t control his current emotions with just smiling.

It’s fun.

This is so fun.

I’m so happy that it’s driving me crazy.

I like the sword.

I like swordsmanship.

I like it since I was born with a talent for the sword, and I like it when I swing a sword.

Swordsmanship.

It’s pleasant.

It’s interesting.

Having beautiful women are nice, and eating delicious food is good, but the sword is still the best.

There’s nothing better in this world than the sword.

“Hahaha!”

He fully swung his sword to his heart’s content.

It was different from honing his skills against wooden dummies.

It was also different from swinging his sword while imagining a fictitious enemy that did not exist.

He had an opponent.

That person couldn’t let his guard down too.

That person was also risking his life!

Clangclangclangclangclang-!

Strike followed after strike.

The sharp trail of light split the air again and again.

It was so fast that the light seemed to be naturally connected.

The strikes of his sword of light combined as if it was all swung at the same time, becoming a net that covered the front.

Shwaaaaa-!

A violent wind blew.

The strong wind that rose from the sword attacks twisted the air and distorted the net of light. The violent sword attacks that unfolded in succession broke the light.

Shwapak!

But it couldn’t get rid of it all.

No, at the exact moment one was destroyed, a new light replaced it.

The Sword of Light.

A dazzlingly fast and quick sword.

Clangclangclangclangclang-!

It flashed in front of him.

The sharp sword became faster and faster.

He couldn’t stop it.

So Count Bayer became the wind.

He left himself to the flow of the rushing sword and the wind that it split.

Shwapak!

Blood splattered. He received a big cut on his side.

But it was not a fatal wound.

Count Bayer used his aura to stop the bleeding and kicked the ground at the same time.

He showed off the core of his gale-like footwork technique with his strong footsteps.

He fiercely used his Sword of Wind.

Fangs of the Fiercely Thrashing Wind.

The fangs of the wind that thrashed and blocked everything!

Babababang!

It broke and crushed everything.

His swirling sword destroyed the floor and ceiling. His raging wind tore the air.

The fierce charge.

First Sword knew that he couldn’t easily stop it.

But he didn’t think of avoiding it either.

He dashed towards it.

He faced it head-on and vied for supremacy.

“Uooo!”

The Sword School’s First Sword.

He unfolded his wings of light.

Heavenly Wings of Light!

White light burst all over First Sword’s body. As he dashed, the tip of his sword seemed to split and scatter, spreading out like wings of light.

Fangs of the Fiercely Thrashing Wind versus Heavenly Wings of Light.

The Sword of Wind and the Sword of Light.

The green wind and white light collided. It exploded when it entangled with each other and the shockwave alone almost destroyed everything nearby.

Boooooom-!

The pillars collapsed. The walls broke. The glass windows nearby were all shattered, and the ceiling and floor where the collision took place were deeply dug out. No, it was pretty much gone.

And in that intense clash, their swords interlocked with each other again.

First Sword saw Count Bayer over his sword.

Count Bayer also saw First Sword.

First Sword laughed.

He shouted with a face as if he had tasted the most pleasurable thing in life.

“You’re amazing!”

Sword General.

The Sword Saint of Wind.

“Why did you return it? You deserve the title of Sword Saint!”

There were four sword saints in the Sälen Kingdom.

As seen through First Sword’s eyes, Count Bayer’s skills were considerable. He was by no means unqualified of the title of Sword Saint.

“Was it so shocking to be defeated by the Sword God?! How strong was the Sword God’s sword?!”

The empire’s best swordsman.

The continent’s strongest swordsman who was called the Sword God.

There were many rumors that it was an informal confrontation or that them confronting each other was a false rumor in itself, but First Sword knew.

The fact that when Count Bayer was still called the Sword Saint of Wind, he had competed with the Sword God in person.

Count Bayer did not answer. He just focused more and more.

It was regretful, but he had to admit it.

First Sword was a genius.

It was not an exaggeration to say that First Sword’s skills reached the sky.

‘I’m being pushed back.’

First Sword’s sword was faster. Unlike him who was already doing his best, First Sword was stronger, and he was someone who would keep getting stronger from now on.

But even if was.

Count Bayer’s sword shook once more. It became a violent gale that did not know how to retreat.

Far from surrendering or getting discouraged, he swung it more wildly.

‘Sword God.’

It had already been close to ten years.

But he could still remember it clearly.

That sword.

The Sword of Sky that the other wielded.

He couldn’t reach it.

The wild gale couldn’t cross the sky.

But if it was now.

He could do it at least once!

Clangclangclangclangclang-!

First Sword got goosebumps as he faced Count Bayer’s continuous sword attacks.

‘It’s coming.’

Something big.

An attack different from before.

His heart pounded. He felt like his breathing became rough.

He wanted to see.

He wanted to fight it.

And he wanted to break it.

The sword attack of Count Bayer.

The strongest one that the Sword of Wind would unfold to reach the sky!

But it was at that moment.

Apart from the excitement he felt that was in front of him, First Sword felt something go up his spine.

His senses that had only been focused on the Sword of Wind then expanded, and a bitter smile spread on his face.

‘How surprising.’

How did this happen?

The Lord Protector died.

That unpleasant energy, the barrier’s energy that always covered the royal capital, was weakened for a moment, so I thought that he was doing well, but I was wrong.

‘Is it time to retreat now?’

Because he only focused on Count Bayer, he suddenly felt all the things he couldn’t feel before.

It was coming.

Another strong person.

But not a swordsman.

Count Chase.

A mighty wizard called the Red Storm.

It would be too much for him to fight Count Chase while he was fighting the Sword Saint of Wind.

He thought it to be such a shame and really regrettable, to the point that he felt like going crazy from the thought of it, but it was time for him to step back.

Booooom!

The wall was destroyed.

Dirt rose, and at the same time, a powerful wave of mana swept through the place.

Count Chase.

And Count Bayer in front of him.

Count Bayer was on the verge of pulling his best move. That was why First Sword decided to move one step ahead of him.

As the Sword Saint of Light, he unfolded the fastest sword in the Sälen Kingdom.

A sword attack.

The nameless attack barely hit Count Bayer. First Sword shifted his body at that moment and swung his sword again.

Rays of Sunlight Strike.

Hundreds to thousands rays of light that covered the world.

First Sword’s white sword aura split into hundreds of pieces and scattered.

It spread out in an instant, covering the entire room and shining an immense light, erasing First Sword and everyone else in the room with its light.

A technique for attacking multiple enemies and not a technique for a fatal strike.

But it had a different use now.

To fool Count Bayer and Count Chase’s eyes.

So that First Sword could create an opportunity to retreat!

Baaang!

A roar burst at that moment. And then it struck.

Gale Specter Strike.

The green sword of wind devoured all the scattered swords of light.

The light that filled the room was eliminated.