CH 285
Volume 12 Episode 13
Where were Becker’s limitations in the first place?
Is Becker’s limit, which I guessed, a real limit?
As he continued to attack, Samit was anxious even in a situation that seemed to have consolidated his victory.
Aww-!!
Aww-!!
Because Becker’s eyes are only defensive.
Those eyes that met each other were so standing.
Anxiety, I said.
swung his feet
Aww-!! A roar exploded, and Beckerman’s sword pushed his feet away.
clenched his fist
Whoops-!!
This time the fist was thrown out.
Tem-Samit had a gut feeling.
something is strange
He turned his body once more and slammed his foot down.
red flash.
Samit calls this technique 天雷擊.
Samit’s own technique of collecting all the mana, and then collecting it again and detonating it at once.
Facing it, Beckerman had a different reaction than before.
As if waiting, he turned his body to the side, and Samit’s feet passed by him.
As if seeing a slowed-down world, the process proceeded slowly and surely.
Those feet of Samit.
Aww-!!
The moment he hit the ground, Beckerman swung the sword he was holding.
Fuwook-!!
That was the end.
The place where there had been a roar that seemed to reverberate until just a moment ago became quiet.
The blade that penetrated Samit’s two lungs and stopped right in front of his heart.
finished.
Beckerman stopped moving and Samit stopped moving too.
Really, because it’s over.
Beckerman thought.
What would have happened if Samit had not lost his right arm?
Samit, who felt defeat, also thought about it.
What would have happened if my arm had not been cut off when I first met Jack and exercised after a meal?
Although they had completely different ideas, the two men came to the same conclusion to their surprise.
Even if something became a variable, the winner would not have changed.
a sheet of paper.
A sheet of paper felt at the level of the Red Master is larger than expected.
“There is no personal grudge. the way i want to go You are in the way of the path I want to achieve. That’s all.”
Samit’s eyes and Beckerman’s eyes meet.
“The strongest warrior on the continent, you’ve been through a lot. Now go to sleep.”
To Beckerman, who was unprepared for his form, Samit only uttered one word.
“Hey bullshit, I’m doing it. kill
If you do, kill me immediately.”
Samit felt death.
The strong defeated the weak.
It was simply such a battle in which the weak were defeated by the strong.
There was no grudge.
Samit slowly closed his eyes.
Beckerman then applied strength to his arm.
The moment Beckerman’s sword was about to pierce Samit’s heart.
Beckerman was puzzled.
Why don’t you push?
Beckerman raised his head and his heart sank for a moment.
Because I just noticed it now.
That a man who did not know he had come is holding the sword with one hand.
the man says
“Children, fight loudly.”
I could feel it right away.
Beckerman and Samit only noticed my presence.
If you dare to consider the order, Becker is the first, followed by Samit.
That was the difference between the two.
The reason Samit lost the fight, really, that explains everything.
a sheet of paper.
No more, no less, just a single sheet of paper.
There is just such a difference in body activation, judgment, or reaction speed, and in a situation with the same power, the difference is enough to clearly differentiate between winners and losers.
It’s a pity for Samit, but it’s a difference in individual talent, so we won’t be able to narrow it down.
As long as Samit is working hard, Beckerman will try too.
Samit looked at me for a moment and then slowly lowered his head.
He let out a deep sigh as he looked at the man who had completely lost his mind.
The wild boar was supposed to be put on a real fire.
by the way.
“How long are you going to hold this?”
He paused for a moment, then tapped Beckerman’s sword with the rest of his hand and continued speaking.
“Are you going to reap first, or will I break this sword? Looks like a pretty good sword, I’ll give you 5 seconds. Choose yourself.”
I counted inside.
Usually, in this situation, it is right to withdraw the sword, but Beckerman strangely did not withdraw the sword.
When five seconds had passed, he gave strength to his arm without hesitation.
crispy-
With a strange sound, Beckerman’s sword turns into powder and flies away.
at the same time.
Samit collapsed and collapsed.
I slowly turned my head to look at a corner of the ruined stadium.
There, there was a man with a familiar face.
I think you said that he was one of the bodyguards who assist Samit.
“What was your name?”
“… … This is Dun-Ciel.”
I’ve felt it before, but the naming system of the Ishmael kingdom here is very strange.
Dun-Ciel? Does it mean Dowoon Ciel, or does it mean a middle name, first name, or something like that?
Thinking only there, I threw Samit at him.
to him who accepted it.
“Since both of his lungs are completely dead, first eat the potion, and if you look for his severed arm over there, you will find it, so go and attach it. I’ll take care of myself, but let me rest as much as possible.”
An intermediate master named Dun-Ciel was making a very grateful expression.
Well.
Looking at that expression, it seems like he wants to get down on his knees, but that’s just waving his hands to send a message that we should skip it, so he knows how to bow his head.
“… … thank you.”
Leaving those words behind, Dun-Ciel took Samit and disappeared.
Becker, who looked at his beloved sword with only the hilt of the sword, smiled in frustration, threw the sword to the floor.
“Did you finally accept it?”
“what?”
“Tem-Samit, is he your servant?”
“well. Not yet.”
I just looked at Becker.
this kid this
There was one thing I really wanted to say.
“I told you. Whatever you do, that would be meaningless.”
“… … But it was just my mistake. If he pierced his sword in front of Samit’s heart without stopping, he would die. …
“That’s not what I’m talking about.”
“••••••What?”
I’m not really saying that.
Me and Master were watching it with our own eyes, and Master even raised the spirit and set up a stage for a fight, but Samit dies or Becker only dies?
it never happens
What I’m talking about is something else.
“A little boy named Roman became the 7th circle.”
“It’s something to celebrate.”
something to celebrate?
“It’s very arrogant. Isn’t that That you now look like an anemones with a smashed brain on one side. Did you eat something wrong?”
Beckerman, who wiped the blood from his lips, said:
“What do you want to say?”
What I want to say.
There are many, but not now.
“Turn it off at once. Because I’m annoyed.”
Beckermann bit his lip and quietly left the room.
Angela, who quietly watched the situation from the corner of the audience, thought.
It’s been awhile since I’ve been so surprised.
35 years old.
was not young.
It wasn’t long before I became the Red Master, but it was important that I was the Red Master.
Angela has gone through many things in her life and has seen many people.
But, arguably, it was the first time something like this had happened.
He held Beckerman’s sword with one hand and shattered it as it was, telling Beckerman that his brain was like an anemone with a smashed brain. Did you eat it wrong?
I’m annoyed so turn it off.
The first thing that surprised me was that there was someone who could talk like that.
The second time, I was surprised twice that the person who said that was only 14 years old.
‘There are many people in the world who are called geniuses. So was I, so was my brother, so was Beckerman, and so was that little boy named Roman who was carried on a stretcher. But.’
The fists are clenched and clenched.
‘In front of a real genius, even the word genius was arrogant.’
Fireflies in front of the sun.
It was a very appropriate example.
Angela immediately remembered her brother, who had been ‘missing’ for three years.
Duke Hell.
He killed the ‘parents’ who were working as aides of the current emperor, Philip, and committed himself to the Crown Prince.
About a year later, she suddenly disappeared, and Angela didn’t know anything about it.
But one thing was certain.
The fact that the parent’s foe is nominally Duke Hell, but the fact that it is Iskandar Tulkan that moves the Duke behind the scenes.
Angela thought.
‘Can’t we have that man on the same side?’
I immediately shook my head.
Wrong word choice.
Can’t it be used? This is a word used when someone puts ‘under’ and uses it.
That man is not a man to go under anyone.
A person who is served by someone, not whoever is worshiped.
‘Can’t we hold hands with that man?’
It was the right word, and I thought about it one more time.
‘Is that man, a human being?’
thought over and over again.
just one of them.
A common denominator came to mind.
Jack, that man doesn’t like the prince.
Angela herself did not like the prince.
The perfect common denominator.
It looked like it could hold hands.
Angela turned around slowly.
Anyway, when you want to trade something, each other’s reason must be right.
Angela will think now.
Jack.
what he needs
The teslan kingdom was seething.
The reason was ‘Teslan Time’.
Kingdom Newspaper.
There were many people who subscribed to and subscribed to this newspaper, and they were amazed.
It was partly because of the fact that only ’10 minutes ago’, Milos Academy students in the Ismael Kingdom won all three categories: swordsmanship, magic, and group.
The fact that you can hear that fact so quickly.
That’s what was boiling because of it.
It was amazing.
How could you hear so quickly what was going on in the kingdom on the other side, hundreds of miles away?
Everyone knew then.
that the world has changed.
But that was for a while.
“Winning three divisions, was our kingdom so great?”
“… … As far as I know, the Kingdom of Teslan was definitely a small country, but it’s amazing.”
“You think it’s difficult, but you just have a bright future, you just have to think like that.”
At each local bar, everyone could laugh.
Really, the future looked bright.
When everyone was so bright, the expression on the face of a man at Milos Academy was dark.
The youngest son of a marquisist