My Viins Episode 382


    62. Tactics of Deception (9)


    The sword flew. It seemed so.


    Wedge liquid!


    The old man’s two swords moved lightly, like a pair of birds pping their wings.


    At first nce, the two longswords looked like twins. Now that I am familiar with it, I can see a subtle difference. The long sword held in the left hand has a long crossbar and feels heavy. The long sword held in the right hand has a narrow tip and a light feel. Like a hawk with outstretched wings and a crouching hummingbird.


    Kagak!


    The ck-red coated de deflected the hawk that stabbed between the forehead. The hummingbirds that flew in session aimed at the side. He twisted his back and stretched out his hand. It is to snatch the hummingbird’s beak with a glove covered with ck scales.


    And at the next moment


    ,


    the knife tip pierces the armpit.


    “Big n


    burr broken metal rings fly around. The te shoulder des peeled off like the shells of a well-cooked shrimp.


    “X these feet—”


    Cold steel digs deeper into the armpit. can’t back down The moment I step back, the opponent will throw me off bnce and wield another longsword. Then the throat is cut off.


    Kwap.


    Judgment was quick.


    I grabbed the de stuck in my armpit and pressed it. At the same time, ‘ck ice’ was stabbed at the old man’s stomach.


    There’s no way. The heavy longsword aimed at the ck ice and pierced it.


    earth!


    The old man’s pale eyes shed. It was because the ck ice was empty and rolled across the floor.


    The hawk, kicking off the floor and trying to bounce back, lost its bnce for a moment as the de copsed. I threw my body toward the gap that wouldn’t be even half that half, let alone one second.


    “Good.”


    Muttering so in Gen, the old man swung to the right.


    “You bastard-”


    He was confident that he could finish it as long as he grabbed his waist. A giant’s strength and a troll’s regenerative power shine more in a messy dog fight than in an elegant sword.


    But the old man, who held a hawk and a hummingbird in both hands, was quick even with his footwork. It was obviously not fast, but it looked like it would be counterattacked if it recklessly pursued it.


    Still, in order not to let go of the old man, he held on to the beak of the hummingbird all the way. While the owner of the winged hawk backed away, he fiercely pecked my wrist.


    Caang!


    “Ageuk”


    loses strength in the mouth. As soon as I regained my freedom, the hummingbird aimed at my eyes and I backed away with my shoulders back.


    “.§.Oops -Q- O ” -— w ■ — —”


    Looking down, the te vauntlets were dented.


    My wrists are numb. It was a shock that he would normally have endured enough, but his wrist wasn’t normal, perhaps because he had tore the armor of the imperial knights to pieces.


    In fact, a slightly sore wrist is a minor injury that you may not even be aware of. But now it has be a big enough weakness.


    It’s because the opponent is a ‘sword master’.


    “Huh uhhh.”


    He took a breath and raised his mana.


    Tsu Tsu Tsu.


    Blood rushes to the wound in the armpit. The crack closes and the scab swells.


    By the time I picked up the ck ice that was rolling around the ground, even the scabs had fallen off. Washing away my injuries in three or four breaths, I red at the old man in front of me.


    Hopeken Seongbaek. Imperial Sword Master.


    He was an old man, at least past his 60th birthday, but he was one of the most dangerous opponents I’ve ever met.


    I was stabbed five times in about 30 matches. In the meantime, the only thing that Hopeken Seongbaek had was a scratch on the nosepiece of his helmet.


    Even though I have the upper hand in strength, speed, momentum, and stamina, there is no way a fight can be established.


    It’s because of a single swordsmanship.


    I was proud of myself for being excellent at swordsmanship among knights. Apart from simply being good at fighting, the technical part was also considered to have reached a considerable level.


    But today, I feel like a stupid gori afterpeting with a sword master.


    Since he couldn’t hit properly, he had no chance to use his strength, and his speed was colorless as his movements were less efficient. His spirit was in vain against a consistently calm opponent, and his stamina was meaningless as he was cheated.


    Of course, they were fighting a war right now, notpeting in swordsmanship. However, even with the other methods I had, the effect was not very good.


    “Surp”


    He grabbed the ck ice and reached out his left hand toward the old man before kicking off the ground. The blood flowing through the body boiled and projected power outward.


    .bang/ The floor, soaked red with horse and human blood, exploded. Riding on the momentum, sharp fragments rushed at the old man.


    rorbuk.


    Seongbaek muttered the startnguage. A translucent pattern shed over the leather glove covering his left hand.


    Wow.


    A subtle shockwave followed by a strange sound shattered sharp fragments. In an instant, a red mist spread. I unconsciously stretched out my mana, but I couldn’t control it. It’s because the mana is frozen. The leather gloves with the Hopeken Holy Bag were simr to the magic dagger ‘Dalmais’ that Ulkar gave me, and it was a magic tool that spreads anti-magic fields.


    Kakang!


    Still, there is a gap.


    Due to the deployment of the anti-magic field, the other magic tools that Seongbaek was wearing also lost their power. Bracelets, rings, and belts that assist various physical abilities such as muscle strength, quickness, and lung capacity became useless for a while.


    Holy Baek Hopecan was unable to receive my sword head-on, even with the help of various magic tools. And now, no matter how superhuman, it was impossible for an old man over 60 to deal with me without the help of magic tools.


    Seongbaek Hopeken also knew this.


    Pak!


    He kicked the broken spearhead.


    A spear de that flies straight into the eye. As soon as he lightly evaded by bending his head, the old man pulled the bag from his waist and scattered the contents.


    Charreuk!


    I instinctively raised my hand, but grains the size of millet flowed down my head and forehead and stuck to my face.


    profit!


    “Quaaaaaagh!”


    Clouds of smoke and burning pain obscured my eyes.


    “This dog-baby!”


    Even in the midst of closed eyes, the ck ear was exactly the opponent’s neck.


    In the field of vision provided by his sharp senses, Seongbaek Hopeken showed apletely unexpected movement. He threw himself forward, rolling over the mud, and extended the knife to my groin.


    “Ik”


    quickly withdrew one foot and struck down a longsword resembling a falcon. The hummingbird’s beak burrowed through a gap the size of a fingernail in the femoral carapace.


    Fu-wook!


    “Kkeuu”


    The de pierced the outside of her thigh by a span. Biting his tongue enough to bleed, he hit the sword, and Seongbaek let go of the sword inserted into his thigh and rolled back.


    O” -— At that moment, the magic returned. The anti-magic field was released.


    As soon as I realized that, instead of repairing the wound on my thigh, I poured magic-filled blood into the tip of my left hand.


    Fu-wook/


    The tips of all four fingers, excluding the thumb, exploded and dark red tentacles sprouted.


    “Come on-!”


    Before the screaming scream was over, the four tentacles stretched out, leaving dark red afterimages.


    Wedge!


    It is a rank 2 skill ‘Blood Whip’ that has been sealed in the meantime due to its excessively hideous appearance.


    As the bloody scourge stretched to six or seven meters, the first crack in Hopeken’s poker face came.


    He held a sword resembling a falcon in both hands and performed a sh like lightning. The sword, which did note out even after colliding with the ck ice dozens of times, cut off two whips of blood.


    “Fuck!”


    The pain as if the ring finger and little finger were cut off passed through the whip of blood. Add to that the stabbed thighs and burning face, and it seemed like she was about to pass out.


    O” –9


    artists.


    The monster raised its head slightly while invoking bloodthirst. It seemed to be whispering something.


    The artist whispered, “It’s okay to close your eyes, take a break, and I’ll take care of everything.”


    hard. nonsense.


    I don’t know if it was because I wanted to, but I couldn’t sumb to this temptation.


    “Turn it off!”


    I cut off part of the tip of my tongue with my front teeth. Blood boiled again and the will to fight rose to the top of his head.


    The dark red tentacles protruding from the index and middle fingers were still tenaciously holding out. Even in the midst of moaning in pain, thanks to his instinctive struggle, Seongbaek’s forearm and waist were tightly wrapped around him.


    “Huh uh uh-”


    “Hmm!”


    Holy Baek Hopeken, who was struggling to get rid of the bloody whip, began to be dragged helplessly when I used my strength in earnest. It was so wonderful to see her not losing her bnce against me, who was using enough strength to push her stepping foot into the ground. But the only fate left for him was to be decapitated by me.


    “Your Excellency Seongbaek Seo!”


    “Save your Excellency/”


    The senses that had been focused on the other person expanded in an instant.


    I noticed it now, but the battle was in a lull. The knights of the empire and the kingdom were drawing a big circle with me and Holy Baek Hopeken in the middle.


    “These cowards!”


    “Stop!”


    The bted recognition was colorless, but the knights who had been engrossed for some time quickly regained their senses and rushed towards a single point.


    “Search everything, you bastards!”


    It was Fritz wearingcquered full body armor who screamed evil. He immediately took the lead and threw a small ax at the enemies. The ax that looked funny at first nce because it had a small de and a short handle was a joke!


    Electricity was emitted in all directions with a sound like thick cotton fabric being torn.


    “Ughhh!”


    “Kreuk.”


    A group of Imperial knights stopped and trembled as if nailed to their ce.


    “Whoa!”


    Fritz swung the iron il while making a sound that could not be determined whether it was cheering or spirited. The heavy iron weight struck an unlucky knight who was


    trembling defenselessly, shattering his helmet and head at once.


    ”Kill them all-!”


    At Lord Ankir’s roar, the kingdom’s knights rushed in unison. They dug into the gap created by the magic ax Fritz had thrown.


    “Master!”


    A group of men confronted them. Judging from the sound they made and the way they were holding two long swords, they seemed to be disciples of Holy Baek Hopeken.


    Again, the knights on both sides collided and used a rattle. However, all my attention was focused on the Holy Baek being dragged by the whip of blood.


    “Hehehe-”


    The old man cut off the tentacles that wrapped around his waist, but his left arm was still tightly bound.


    “Cut off the limbs-”


    “Keuugh!”


    “I’ll fry it in oil.”


    poured ck ice A longsword resembling a falcon tried to block it, but there was no way one hand could do what two hands couldn’t do.


    Kang Kwazik!


    The dark red de that bounced off the longsword lodged in Seongbaek’s shoulder.


    “Keep down, Your Excellency!”


    “Be careful Lord Phoenix-”


    An urgent shout came in the midst of confusion.


    Holy Baek Hopekeny on his face, almost copsing, and beyond that, a sh of green light burst out. Before I even had time to react, a beam of light—no, a jelly-like mass came crashing down on me.


    Chii profit! The identity of the


    “Ugreuk”


    mass was a slime that spewed out acidic bubbles.


    It’s not a normal slime, but he melted the te breastte enchanted with all sorts of magic in an instant. On top of that, it ate my face.


    “Rurrrrrrrrrr!”


    My eyes stung like crazy, my skin felt like it was being ripped off, and I couldn’t breathe.


    Fu-wook!


    “Enemy” I felt a terrible pain in my chest one after another. As soon as I opened my eyes, the mucus that had melted my eyelids burned even my eyeballs.


    “die.”


    The red and green light faded, and through the slime I could see Holy Baek Hopeken with a dagger driven into my chest.


    “Rurruleuk”


    I managed to reach out my hand just before my eyes went dark.


    Kwadeuk.


    That cheerful sound was thest sensation I felt.