The collision of the white flash and golden glow caused an explosion to occur. However, it was a noise too complex to be grasped by a human. The sword masterâs aura and paladinâs divine power met in a terrific clash, causing space to distort.
Baek Jongmyungâs sword technique was indeed sharp enough to deserve the epithet of piercing the moon, but Rubenâs divine power held up its name in Lairon as Godâs Hammer.
The meeting of the two was destined to end in violence.
ââââââ!
Blood splattered over the ground as the air rang with the sound of armor shattering. It was a wholly natural result, since a masterâs attack power was much higher than their defense. So, even a master would suffer a serious injury when facing another master.
âCough!â
The middle-aged Baek Jongmyung was thrown back, and he grabbed his bleeding left shoulder. He was astounded, since it wasnât an injury he was expecting. Speed was an absolute advantage in a battle between masters, and Baek Jongmyung had timed his strike so perfectly that Ruben would be hard pressed to block, let alone unleash a counter.
He looked at his opponent with a horrified expression.
Surely he didnât ignore defense in order to counterattack!
Thatâs right. Laironâs paladin, Ruben, had intentionally revealed his upper body beyond the shield and received Baek Jongmyungâs thrust. He had definitely received the more serious injury, but he had managed to slam his blade into Baek Jongmyungâs left shoulder. Baek Jongmyung could still continue fighting despite his left arm being neutralized, while he had clearly pierced Rubenâs right rib and lungs.
As his wound bled moderately, Baek Jongmyung continued to think.
That said, his swordsmanship doesnât make sense. He wields a sword, but he uses it more like a hammer or an ax.?
Ruben hit instead of cutting, so his sword tended to club his opponents rather than slash at them. It was a meteor-like swordsmanship that focused everything on brute strength and blew away its targets without hesitation. It couldnât be called excellent, but it was certainly effective in killing his opponents. After all, although the technique might be sloppy, it had managed to crush Baek Jongmyungâs shoulder.
â⊠It seems as though the match is over.â
However, Baek Jongmyung was sure of his victory. A master might be more resilient, but they were still human. Damage to areas like the lungs was fatal. If it wasnât treated in time, dying would be unavoidable.
âI donât think that you will respond, but you may be able to save your life if you surrender.â
It wasnât Baek Jongmyungâs decision, but something Prince Elsid had asked of him. Lairon supported the noble faction, but this relationship would collapse if Duke Cornwall failed. However, the situation would change if a paladin were killed. The Lairon Kingdom might use his death as a pretext to fight the winner of the civil war. If possible, Prince Elsid wanted to win with the best scenario.
â-Hah,â Ruben revealed bloodstained teeth in a savage grin. âHa, haha.â It wasnât a moan. It wasnât even the sound of a human who had difficulty breathing through his right lung. âHahahahaha!â It was a burst of laughter. Ruben laughed like he was crazy. đđ€đ«đđ.đđ§đ
An ominous feeling started to creep up Baek Jongmyungâs neck. This didnât seem like a bluff, or even the actions of a seriously injured person.
Rubenâs face distorted into a maniacal, almost demonic leer, âThe battle is over? Surrender? You heretic barbarians seem to have a talent for joking!â
He straightened as golden energy burst from his body. It was a power that never once compromised in its strength and the vast halo of divine power wrapped around Ruben.
Dangerous.
Baek Jongmyung gulped. He didnât know why, but Ruben seemed fine. There were no signs that showed Ruben had consumed a lot of his stamina. In fact, he seemed even more formidable than before.
âI am Ruben, the one who received Laironâs grace! A mere savage like you⊠You think you can beat me?â
Rubenâs eyes started to glow as he raised his sword. The blade started to shimmer as it started to exude a ten meter wide pillar of light. The paladinâs fanaticism had reached new heights.
âI wonât leave a single piece of flesh remaining on your blasphemous body!â
***
âVictory.â
Duke Cornwallâs voice was overflowing with confidence. He could clearly see the Eastern swordmaster being overwhelmed by the paladin. He would normally be worried about the wound the paladin had received; however, the duke had been made aware of the paladinâs strength a few days ago.
Despite his injury, Ruben continued to attack.
âIt seems that itâs true that Laironâs paladins wonât die unless their heads are destroyed.â
Unlike magic, which restructured a human body, divine power greatly amplified the bodyâs inherent vitality. While ordinary people would die from a few choice blows from a sword, the owner of divine power was like a half-immortal.
Unless they were killed instantly, they would drag a battle out till they won. Master level practitioners were especially difficult to injure or kill. If Baek Jongmyung had known this, he would have changed his entire strategy for the battle. This was a disaster arising from his ignorance of the Central Continent, as divine power and paladins didnât exist in the East.
As a result, Baek Jongmyung was being pushed closer and closer to the edge. If this continued, he wouldnât be able to last for even one more hour.
âThe rest of his troops arenât great⊠It seems like I can finish off the prince today. This is a truly silly fight.â Duke Cornwall was beaming with joy.
This was checkmate. Marquis Fergana would block the forces who occupied the three estates if they marched toward him. Any reinforcements would lose their cause as soon as the prince was captured. Duke Cornwall had also prepared anti-teleport artifacts to prevent Prince Elsid from escaping. The thought of the princeâs imminent death brought a smile to the dukeâs face.
Today is the best day of my life. The wind is cool, the shadows are just rightâ Wait, shadows?
Duke Cornwall looked up at the sky in bewilderment. There shouldnât be any shadows. There were no trees nearby, and the sky was a cloudless blue. Since it was just after noon, the sun was nowhere close to setting. So, where did this shadow come from?
The duke and the other nobles looked around curiously. However, they immediately regretted it.
Ah, I shouldnât have looked back.
âG-GiantâŠ?â A nobleâs voice quavered.
However, Duke Cornwall didnât blame them. It was a natural reaction to a fifty meter tall earth giant that had seemingly appeared out of thin air. It was a situation which would freak anyone out. The whole army started to murmur at the appearance of the earth giant.
âC-Captain, how do we deal with that?â
âShould we shoot it with archers?â
âStupid! What if that makes the giant attack us? Donât move until you receive a command!â
âB-But we canât do nothingâŠâ
It was a mistake not to address the situation immediately. The airtight defense line became a mess as the soldiers backed away from the earth giant. In the distant sky, a crow was watching the chaotic scene. Naturally, the crow was Theoâs familiar, Hugin.
âOkay, the first stage worked better than I thought.â
The giant was an improved version of the Earth Worm that he had made a long time ago while traveling with Sylvia. Back then, Theo had gotten a headache from the attempt, but he was different now. Mitraâs growth to a top-grade elemental had also helped matters.
She could now control a huge fifty meter tall giant. The moving dirt, which weighed thousands of tons, was a weapon in and of itself.
âWell, I donât plan to attack with this guy.â
Theo closed his eyes. He didnât want Mitra to be spattered with human blood, so he came up with a more effective method.
Mitra, can you hear me?
As soon as he called, he heard a little voice respond.
[Yes! Deoâs words clear!]
Yes, well done. Then shall we go to the next step?
Since her bud had flowered, Mitra developed another power. It was proof that she had thrown off the divinity of earth and was acquiring a new divinity, just like Paracelsus had said. Then Theo asked her to use that new technique they had talked about.
Letâs go, Mitra! Sow the seeds!
[Hoing!]
Mitra enthusiastically gave up holding the earth giant together.
Hwaaaaack!
The earth giant collapsed, scattering hundreds of thousands of seeds in every direction.
âW-What are these grains?â
âCaptain! It is impossible to avoid!â
.
âThey donât seem toxicâŠâ
âMaintain your positions! Those who move will be punished!â
The soldiers were bewildered, while the knights swung their swords at the seeds several times before giving up. The curious magicians were busy analyzing the seeds. The commanderâs voice echoed as he tried to control the camp, but it was clear that it was already too late.
Something happened as soon as the seeds hit the ground.
Kukukung⊠kukung⊠kukukukungâŠ
The earth started to rumble first. The soldiers heard the noise coming from the ground and looked at each other with uneasy expressions. The commanders were also struggling to understand what was going on. In any case, the vibrations were too intense to just avoid by moving.
However, before they could send out new orders, the source of the vibrations revealed itself.
Kukukung!
Beautiful saplings broke through the ground. Toots sprouted from the tiny seeds, and the saplings quickly grew into trees that one would more commonly see in a jungle. The seeds also seemed to come in great variety. Zelkova trees, oaks, camellias, willows, ginkgo trees⊠Trees of every kind, softwood and hardwood, grew into adulthood in a matter of moments.
One tree, ten trees, one hundred treesâŠ
The plains where Duke Cornwallâs army was camped were soon covered in thousands of trees. Some of the soldiers were unlucky enough to get in the way of the trees, and received broken bones for the effort. Some of them were even caught up in the branches and sent flying into the sky. The army had devolved into a chaotic crowd.
Theo watched the situation quietly and said with a smile, âAh, Mitra. Iâm sorry, but I have to make another request.â
[Hooing!]
A large mass of seeds leaped upward. Those seeds, blown along by the wind, landed between Baek Jongmyung and Ruben.
Kukukung.Kukukung!
âWhat!?â
âNo!? What is this?â
It was like a barrier had grown between the two combatants. Ruben brandished his sword and cut down several trees, but there was no end to the growing trees. However, Baek Jongmyung realized that this was an opportunity for him. He didnât cut down the trees like Ruben and instead quickly retreated toward the estate. It was imperative that he get away.
âThis guy! You donât know honor! Come back!â
Theo watched the situation and couldnât help laughing. He didnât know that a paladin would spout such immature lines. It seemed that Lairon had truly rotted long ago, just like Marquis Piris had said. However, Theoâs chuckles faded away and his face hardened. He had achieved all his goals, but something was tickling his senses.
This presence⊠a sword master! Who is it??
Theo sensed the presence and prepared for battle. He was several times stronger than when heâd fought against Hyde, but he couldnât help worrying about fighting another master. Moreover, the person was approaching him at a fearsome speed. It seemed they werenât going to be an easy opponent.
This is a very annoying situation.
This area had anti-teleport artifacts in use, so space transfers werenât allowed. In order to escape from this area, he would have to use lightning, which burdened his body. As he felt the swordmaster approach, Theo decided to leave escaping as a last resort.
Soon, an uninvited guest in full armor dropped down before Theo.
Duk.
The guest wore heavy armor, and the speed at which he dropped down was no greater than that of a flying arrow. It was proof that he had complete control over his own center of gravity and inertia. He was entirely covered in armor and seemed to have no intention of revealing his identity.
Theo rotated his seven Circles and muttered, â⊠Andrasâ swordmaster⊠Is he one of the empireâs Seven Swords?â













