Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

Whoops!

Ignis' scare burned even the leash of the souls that the divine sword was holding. The souls eaten by the divine sword began to return to their place.

“I’m going.”

Baek Woojin closed his eyes when he saw the slaves of the new sword disappearing as smoke. He wished in his heart that the saved souls could go to a good place.

-Hey!

'Why?'

-If you're praying to the devil, you should write me! Why are you calling Ignis all of a sudden! You were holding the form!

‘You are a secret weapon.’

- Rain, your secret weapon?

‘You have to beat the bastard who says whether it’s Boran or Purple. You can't use a knife for slaughtering a cow to kill a chicken.'

-Hey, well, the scale was too small for me to go out. 'Cause I'm the main character

Darkness nodded satisfactorily as if he liked Baek Woojin's words. It was an added bonus to mutter about cancer or not.

“Huh, could you really use spirit magic?”

Tycoon burst out laughing at Baek Woojin and his spirit.

'I'm not kidding.'

I thought he would have walked a single path because he felt the mighty sword, but I never imagined that he could handle a fire spirit like that. He was a human being with abilities beyond his comprehension.

“F, Flame Dragon?”

Sylvia looked out her window and opened her eyes.

She could not believe that a human summoned a flame dragon, the strongest and most vicious among the flame spirits.

'for a moment! Has there ever been a flame dragon like that?’

The shape of the horns, the wings and the body, and even the size was very different from the flame dragons he knew.

“Stand, please! A king's bowl?”

Sylvia only now realized what the red flame the Flame Dragon was using. It was a special flame that only the king's vessel could have.

"Crazy… .”

Her breath caught her chin. Previously, when he told the story of how he cut his black neck, it was said that he had been helped by his companions, but seeing that spirit, I realized that he didn't need any help at all.

“Ah, Father!”

Daffle couldn't take his eyes off his father, who had lost his light and disappeared.

'I'm being liberated... ’

The shackles of the new sword, which could not be erased by sword, magic, or spirit, were released and the souls were scattered.

The father, the vassals of the castle, and the volunteers who lost their lives while coming to support here were being liberated.

"iced coffee… .”

Happy and sad, sad and happy. The biggest emotion among them was gratitude. Thanks to Baek Woojin who saved them burst out like a flood.

“Ugh… .”

Dapple approached Baek Woojin, punching his weak leg.

“I, thank you… .”

"Huh?"

Baek Woojin looked back at the sound he heard from behind. Daffle was shivering with his mouth shut.

“Oh, thank you. Thank you so much for freeing our father and the villagers from their shackles!”

Daffle fell to his knees. He was tired enough to say hello to Baek Woojin. The young elemental in front seemed to be his savior.

“Seongju cannot kneel so easily.”

Baek Woojin raised the dapple with an embarrassed expression.

“I am a weak human being. I didn't do anything… .”

“It doesn’t matter if you are weak now.”

"Yes?"

“It’s okay to be weak in the future, but it’s okay.”

I can't even dare to comprehend how hard the dapple was, and how sad the people here were.

But he had no intention of seeing him give up everything and fall into despair.

Even if it creates an opportunity, you have to stand up on your own.

“Still, let’s get a good night’s sleep today.”

Baek Woojin looked at everyone and smiled.

**

“Stupid bastards.”

Boran was looking at the three races imprisoned in the castle through the eyes of the slaves of the divine sword. A twisted laugh escaped his mouth.

He felt sympathy for seeing his soul-obsessed scum, and didn't make sense of these bastards.

‘The most important thing in this world is power.’

As he clenched his fists, he felt a huge surge of power. this is the power He gave up everything for this power.

‘At the time, I thought I was the best… ’

Before the Empire moved, his clan, Blik, was the strongest, and he thought he could become the best swordsman in the future.

But it wasn't.

The imperial power and miraculous abilities were far beyond their own. His heart fluttered backwards.

Then the hand of temptation came, and he took it and sold his family and colleagues.

Blik was destroyed, and the country suffered great damage, but there was no regret in the slightest. It is because he has received abilities that he would not have been able to achieve even if he had practiced for the rest of his life.

“Not much left now.”

Boran pulled out the divine sword that was stuck in the ground. A white light blazing like the sun flowed down from the blade.

“Today a little more… Huh?"

It was time to instruct the slaves to touch the walls. Suddenly, a huge fire dragon appeared.

“What, what! That!”The fire dragon spewed fire from his son-in-law and began to burn the slaves of the divine sword.

'government ordinance? But it's no use.'

Boran laughed at the flames emitted by the Fire Dragon. It was a powerful firepower that was hard to feel, but it was of no use.

Because his own slaves can regenerate at the same time as they burn.

"uh… ?”

But the red flame did not go out. He burned the resurrected slaves again.

Regeneration and combustion were repeated, and slaves could no longer reproduce and began to disappear.

“No, that’s ridiculous!”

I couldn't believe it. The souls of the slaves of the divine sword sent to the castle were disappearing. The collars they were holding on were burned, and their souls were released.

“Carden!”

"Yes!"

At Boran's call, a blue-haired dark elf appeared like a shadow and prostrated itself.

“What the hell is that guy! Where did he appear!”

"sorry. I don't even know... .”

“I told you to watch the entire castle!”

“The surveillance has never been lifted.”

“Then where did he come from? Did he even fall from the sky!”

When Boran stomped his feet, the bones embedded in the ground turned to powder.

"sorry. We will investigate immediately.”

Carden bowed his head and disappeared.

Boran sharpened his teeth as if his anger could not be resolved.

hey hey!

In Boran's wrath, the new sword exploded. A denser white light was emitted and began to convey new power to Boran.

“Great!”

Boran shook his hand.

Whoa!

Through the divine sword, the four-four property resistance and sensitivity were being absorbed like a wave. It was meant to kill that elemental with this ability and consume his power.

“Kah ha ha! good!"

Boran burst out laughing and giggled.

“As soon as I absorb your power, I will devour that Elementalist and all those in the castle.”

**

"Well… .”

Baek Woojin was walking down the street and looked back. The blonde young man hurriedly hid behind the wall.

Baek Woojin let out a small sigh and went back into the alley where Tycoon's workshop was. The sound of footsteps was heard again.

“Why do you keep following me?”

He turned his head to the dapple, who hid himself against a wall lower than his own stature. Daffle has been chasing him since the day before yesterday.

“Ah, that… .”

As Baek Woojin continued to stare, Dapple swallowed his dry saliva and stepped forward.

“I didn’t know how to say thank you properly, so I wanted to say hello.”

Dapple bowed his head in respect to Baek Woojin.

“Everyone in this castle has lost relatives to the demon of the divine sword. I became a slave to the divine sword and watched them attack in reverse. I just wanted to say thank you so much for breaking that yoke.”

He stuttered, but his words were sincere. When I looked into my eyes, I could see that my life was burning differently than it had been two days ago.

"no. It is enough to say thank you at that time. And this is also my fight.”

This is not just for them. By planting a world tree here, you can also achieve a lot.

"Ah!"

Daffle's eyes twinkled.

‘I wonder if there was such a person… ’

I thought that he was very considerate, even saying things like that so as not to feel burdened while fighting a fight that had nothing to do with him.

Although he looked similar in age, he was a giant incomparable to himself. He was respectable.

dump!

Daffle suddenly fell to his knees.

“Why are you kneeling again? .”

“Please accept me as a disciple!”

"Yes?"

“I want to learn about that outstanding ability and the conscience of my heart! please! me… .”

“What are you guys doing?”

Tycoon came out of his workshop and frowned as Daffle put his hands together.

“It just came right. It's done, come in."

Tycoon looked at the dapple on his knees and frowned, then saw Baek Woojin and waved his hand.

“Come in at once.”

“Ugh… .”

Baek Woojin followed Tycoon into the studio. Daffle crouched after him.

“This is a combat uniform made at your request. I was drenched in blood to keep the deadline.”

Tycoon wiped the sweat from his forehead and pointed to the black clothes on the table. It took more time than expected to create the look Baek Woojin wanted.

"Wow… .”

Baek Woojin trembled as he saw the black leather combat uniform on the table. It felt like seeing clothes made of leather, not leather armor.

The design was as neat as I wanted it to be, with a black color comparable to that of the black war gun.

"how?"

"I like it."

“It’s worthwhile to use the ingredients you have saved.”

Tycoon chuckled and laughed. It’s been a long time since I’ve worked hard to make it with good ingredients, and it feels good to know that the person who received it likes it.

100 years felt younger.

"thank you."

“Okay. This is nothing compared to what you did the day before yesterday.”

Baek Woojin bowed his head to Tycoon. Tycoon groaned and waved his hand. Just because Baek Woojin gave rest to the souls eaten by the divine sword, the morale in the castle went up like crazy.

He said that everyone had slept well in a long time, so he told me how hard it has been for everyone.

“Try it on.”

"all right."

Baek Woojin wore a battle suit made by Tycoon and wore a black war gun. It was a combination of black and black, but the depth was different and it had its own taste.

‘Darkness.’

-Why?

‘What are you doing without emotions?’

- Huh, did you leave it to me?

Darkness grunted, but appraised the battle uniform Tycoon had given him.

[Tycoon's Black Ship Armor]

This armor was made exclusively for the swordsman Baek Woojin by the captain Tycoon. Using black griffon leather, it is light, tough, and imbued with spirit energy.

Rank: Legendary

Wearable condition : Baek Woojin.

30% Trauma Defense

Injury defense 20%

Attack Speed ​​20%

20% movement speed

Swordsmanship +20

Five Stars +20

Spirit +20

body +20

4 element sensitivity +20

4 elemental resistance +30

-Hey, you made this in 5 days? Aren't you crazy about that?

‘It’s also a mastermind.’

To make armor with these options and designs in only 5 days, the word “master” came out of nowhere.

“Do you like it?”

“I really like it.”

“Clean!”

“Ah, there… .”

It was when Dapple tried to intervene in Baek Woojin and Tycoon's conversation.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The castle bell rang 4 times. It meant that the slaves of the divine sword had appeared.

"Ugh!"

“Did you show up in the daytime?”

Dapple and Tycoon opened their eyes. The slaves of the divine sword always appeared only after the sun went down, but now the sun is shining. It was a different situation than usual.

- As expected, this seems to be an attack to end this place.

'okay.'

Whether it is the demon or the master of the new sword, he has grasped the information about himself, and now he has the confidence to win, so he must have started an attack.

“Let’s go.”

Baek Woojin went up to the fortress wall without any embarrassment. Dapple and Tycoon followed him with anxious faces.

“Hey, there they are!”

“Wow, a lot more than that time!”

"Well… .”

Baek Woojin followed the soldiers' fingers and looked at the Rhine forest.

kugugu.

The forest shook, and countless people of light came out. Dozens of black spirits and five dark elves followed behind them.

Aww!

Exploding at the edge of the forest, a red-haired man in silver armor appeared. In his hand was a sacred sword that shed white light.

It was the appearance of a knight in the picture, but his eyes were gleaming with life and infidelity.

“Shi, the divine sword!”

“It’s the devil of the divine sword!”

The faces of the tribes guarding the fortress walls hardened. Some were trembling in fear.

👌👌👌👌👌

Boran enjoyed screaming at himself and lowered his sword. A flash of light from the divine sword hit the wall on the left.

Kwagwagwagwang!

The entire fortress wall that was hit by the sword fell down. One axis of the wall fell with a single sword.

“Aww!”

“Ah, the devil!”

“Shut up!”

People, elves, and dwarves, everyone screamed and looked at Baek Woojin. But he didn't move.“I’m not the only one looking.”

Baek Woojin turned his head with a cold gaze.

“This castle is yours. You don't just want my help, you have to fight yourself, right?"

"Ah!"

Daffle's eyes flashed blue.

“Sound the total mobilization order!”

“The spearmen and the shield units go to the collapsed wall! Everyone else, come up to the wall!”

Daffle listened to Baek Woojin and gave instructions to the soldiers without delay.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

“To the wall!”

“Defend the wall!”

The bell rang five times, and the gun mobilization call sounded, and the three tribes shouted and raised their weapons. He endured fear and kept his seat.

‘I’m sorry.’

-Can not help it. I don't have time.

I wanted to teach them better tactics and martial arts, but I didn't have much time.

The best they could do was make them willing to fight on their own.

Whoops!

At Baek Woojin's beckoning, the door of red flames soared. The blazing door opened and Ignis revealed its gigantic body.

Aww!

Before Baek Woojin even gave the order, Ignis spit out a terrifying fire and burned everything in front of him.

Whoops!

When fear became a wave and devoured the slaves of the divine sword, a pillar of white light erupted from Boran's sword.

Aww!

A huge air current from the white pillar engulfed Ignis' fearful boots.

Woowook.

The flame of Ignis disappeared into the divine sword without freeing even a single slave of light.

“Ah ha ha ha!”

Boran waved his new sword and laughed like crazy. When he absorbed all the power that the divine sword had delivered, he even had this ability to absorb. Whatever that spark was, it was of no use now.

“Carden!”

"Yes!"

“Make sure that spirit man doesn’t escape.”

"all right!"

“Heh heh!”

Boran chuckled and laughed. According to the information Carden brought, that elemental man had the seeds of the World Tree.

“Ah ha ha ha!”

She couldn't help but laugh at the thought that if he offered him the twigs and seeds of the World Tree, he could gain more power than he is now.

"Ah… .”

“Woah, the flames… .”

"No! No!”

Those standing on the wall screamed and sat down. It felt like the last hope had been shattered.

“Wake up! It's not over yet!"

Daffle screamed loudly and raised the fallen soldiers to their feet.

‘I can’t be weak anymore! You have to be strong!’

In his mind, Baek Woojin's words that he should not be weak in the future were constantly running around.

“Linden Castle does not give up! Fight to the end!”

With just one victory Baek Woojin showed, the dapple's mind was completely changed. Although it was low, it became a tower that did not collapse easily.

“Wow!”

"okay. It's a dead life anyway!"

"let's fight!"

The three tribes standing on the wall rose again. While shaking, he aimed his weapon at the approaching enemies.

“Isn’t that good enough? Do you think we can start now?”

“I guess so.”

At Tycoon's words, Baek Woojin smiled and grabbed the darkness.

Cheering!

A black blade bloomed along with a beautiful sword name.

coo coo.

A black flame burned on Baek Woojin's whole body and the blade of darkness. The agreement he had was overthrown and beat everyone's hearts.

"uh… ?”

“What, what?”

“The shaking has stopped!”

Everyone inside the castle felt their hearts heavy as stones, and their hearts sink.

The tremors disappeared, and the courage to do anything rose from his body.

"Ah… .”

Dapple looked at Baek Woojin with bewildered eyes. From Baek Woojin, who he thought was a spirit samurai, a sword that had never been felt by anyone was welling up.

“Did he ask you to be a teacher?”

"Yes? Yes!"

“I don’t raise disciples. So… .”

Baek Woojin slammed the wall and left his last words.

“Learn by yourself.”

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