Sword Pilgrim 137
Sword Pilgrim chapter 137

Slowly.
A dark patch of grass
There is a figure hiding there, his yellow pupils glowing.
His skin is covered with scales, and his pupils are long and slit like a reptile’s. He is the former chief of the Dragon Born tribe.
He was a tail-cutting pillow.
“No matter how much you think about it.”
“Embrace it.”
“Not too much, huh?
“We have no choice. “We’re not as light as Serena.”
“Yes, we are.
Letetti’s wings are “Iron Wings”.
Inscribed on the Artifact, which is nothing short of an ancient relic, is a technique for controlling the wind.
However, it has its limitations.
Initially, the tribe lived on cliffs, so the Artifact was designed to glide in the strong winds.
It was not an Artifact that could fly so freely, and there was a limit to its weight. Up to Serena.
This was not the case for Alduna-Piro, who weighed over a hundred kilos.
“Even if I were Charis, I would have carried Serena with me. It’s more right to fly with a fragrant woman than with a smelly man. It’s so romantic! Huh!
“Tsk.”
He clicked his tongue, but could not deny it.
They were a perfect couple.
From an external point of view.
And Callius’s choice was also reasonably rational.
“So that’s where we’re going.”
I see him flying in the sky.
“‘We should take a break too. The princess will probably give up in a few days anyway. We’ll have to take this guy with us, so we might as well rest now.”
-Kuron.
A thunder wolf dragon with a sword in his hand
Firou sat there with a thud, feeling utterly uncomfortable.
Clattering
Ardu pulled something out of his closet.
He put water in an iron container, and when he opened the lid, he smelled a thick liquor.
“What?”
“It’s alcohol. Karis was told to spend some time drinking this as well.”
“Oh. ……”
Something like “Tears of Aurora.” They say it was brewed and then distilled again, but it’s supposed to be really strong and tasty anyway, so I guess that’s to be expected.”
Eventually, Ardu’s eyes woke up as he drank from each bottle.
It was exquisite, with an intense taste that dried up his tongue and throat, and a profound aroma.
“‘Kuuuuuuu! That’s it! This is the drink!”
This is a liquor as harsh as the proud shippers of the Dwarf lands.
It is indeed the drink of the North.
They say it’s a drink to get over the cold, but in an instant your whole body becomes hot and the liquor numbs your senses.
“Wow, that’s quite a gift you got there.”
As a pilgrim, Ardu wandered from place to place, but it was not easy to find a liquor as strong as this.
Most of the solos weren’t all that tasty, or the aroma was garbage, like eating rotten potatoes, but the northern solos were different.
Tears of the Northern Lights
You should definitely go to the North next time.
“I’ll have a bite.”
“Sure.”
He gave it to me and I took a sip.
“Damn.”
Pillow coughed up a cough from her dying throat.
I’m sure you’ll be glad to know that I’m not the only one who has a problem with that.
“The world goes round and round! Hahahaha!”
“Nah, it’s like my tongue is burning.”
Where I spent the rest of the day crying and giggling.
Ninomiya
I heard a faint vibrating sound .
“Hmm?”
Philo’s tail twitched.
I looked up to see him standing there.
“Ardu! Ardu! Wake up!”
“Yeah, why don’t you just go to ……?”
“There!”
Arudh woke up rubbing his eyes and looked at the sky.
“Is it morning already?”
The sky, which had been full of stars and moon, had somehow turned brighter.
I thought it was morning, but it wasn’t.
It was just a temporary light.
“Oh my God!”
Ardu realized that it was the light from Serena’s arrow.
They had spent so many years together that he couldn’t help but know.
“The Empress is on the move, isn’t she?”
“She seemed to be flying a lot, I wonder why?”
“‘I’m not sure about that. But it wasn’t when you were sitting like this, was it?”
Ardu’s hand on the hammer.
Pillow’s hand on the window.
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Bibi’s mouth heard the sword hard.
“Let’s go!”
Three shadows darted out of the forest near the border, but no Imperial troops noticed them.
* * *
Quagga-ga-ga!
The high peak that had guarded the seat for hundreds of years collapsed in vain.
It was not the roar of a powerful Dragon, nor was it the exasperation of the fallen.
A few tiny arrows struck the peak that towered above the ridge.
Quaoan!
“”You’ve done it with a flourish.
He hadn’t expected Serena to be so powerful.
It made Luteon shrivel up for a moment, but in fact, it drew even more attention.
Callius glanced back and clicked his tongue.
It was because the troops stationed near the border had all gathered together.
Some of them were already riding horses and shooting arrows, while many others were trying to throw spears.
I tried to pass by quietly, but things got complicated for Luteon. But it was also an easy situation to exploit.
“Serena, get that guy in check. We’re going to break through.”
“Yes!”
There was no reason to fight.
If she fought Luteon, he would gather his troops behind her and force her into a defensive position.
Of course, it was important to put a period to the fight with Luteon, but the time was not good.
A waste of time and power.
And I refused to die a dog’s death.
“I’d be grateful if you could keep it up and fly away while we maintain this!”
Pyun!
Selina sent arrows flying countless times like a bomber .
Luteon couldn’t find any room for the crumbling peaks.
The forest was burning and the peaks were crumbling. Luteon’s invincibility was amazing as he tried to avoid the arrows and climb up the falling rocks as a stepping stone, but he was just about there.
“These guys are…!”
Even the heavenly Luteon couldn’t keep his balance against Serena’s bow, which shot arrows while anticipating his movements.
No matter how much of a genius he was.
Because humans can’t fly.
“Callius Ugh!!!”
Luteon’s angry scream echoed through the mountains . Luteon was hit in the shoulder by Serena’s arrow and fell.
But he didn’t just fall.
The one who had screamed and spat out the last remaining spear of his own cast.
“Ames of the blast window.”
He threw it back.
“Serena.”
“No problem.”
Serena’s bow flashed again. In an instant, the splintered arrows intercepted Luteon’s spear.
But then.
. “AMES!”
With Luteon’s cry.
Quaaaaaaaaan!
The window exploded.
A strong air current of explosion rose up in all directions.
It was probably an attempt to bring Callius down under the influence of this explosion.
It was a coup de grace.
“I expected that much.”
It was Callius, who had fought Luteon before. When he threw away his one remaining spear, I had already expected it.
The blast window that made him cry.
Because Callius wasn’t stupid enough to remember that.
“Three scenic views of heaven.”
Callius’s eyes turned purple as he recited, and the spectral power that bloomed like a shimmer in the vicinity took control of the space.
Callius folded Retetti’s wings.
In the blink of an eye, the mouth of Callius, who was writing the city gates in the air, was raised.
With an inky black explosion. The Sacred Art of Salibian was completed in a flash.
“Chan Sect.”
Chalchalchal!
At the same time, hundreds of transparent chains made of atmosphere appeared beside him, surrounding him and Serena.
Quaaaaaah!
With a shock that shook the atmosphere, Callius and Serena’s new models were flung out into the distance.
As their new models formed a parabola.
Charuchal!
The wings fluttered again.
“Son of a bitch.”
The falling Luteon cursed.
He absolutely could not drop the flying Callius.
“Let’s play the game we couldn’t another time.”
No, no, no!
Flapping his iron wings, Callius took to the updraft. He mocked Luteon, and then left the mountain range.
* * * *
Crackling.
Relatively intact from the crumbling landslide, Luteon nervously pulled out the windows that littered the floor.
“…….”
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Luteon, who had been standing still and engaged in battle for some time, smiled disappointedly.
I expected that.
I had heard that he had returned to the battlefield in the north with his winged Artifact. I predicted that he would cross over here, and I was right.
But no way.
“I did not expect to be accompanied by an elf.”
The superhuman’s eyesight as he approached the master was beyond the range of a normal human.
And Luteon saw it immediately.
And Luteon immediately saw the face of the ill-fated Callius, who was holding a beautiful elf to his chest and mocking him.
Crunch.
“I’m not sure what to make of it.
“I’ll be back. I’m not sure what you’re talking about. …….”
I’m getting stronger by the minute.
Luteon felt unreasonable .
It was a guy who had no talent to begin with.
He thought that he must have cut off something because he became strong.
I was the same way.
But he was still the same guy.
He still hugged women, and he still had the same arrogant look in his eyes, as if he was looking down on everything but himself.
And yet.
But why was he getting stronger?
I wondered, “What the hell is that sacred art?
It was the first time in my life that I had seen such a bewitching presence.
“It can’t be demonic power, can it?”
He said he had embraced a light dragon, but did that give him monstrosity powers?
I didn’t know.
But what was certain was that he had acquired not only swordsmanship but also sacred arts.
But what was certain was that he had acquired not only swordsmanship but also sacred arts, powerful sacred arts with the means to defend against his own spear!
But Luteon’s anger was instead sublimated into mockery.
“It seems that you have reached your limit. That’s why you need to learn miscellaneous techniques.”
The Limits of Swordsmanship
It would not have been easy for Callius, a blunt material, to break it.
So he looked elsewhere.
It was the narrow-mindedness of the killer.
A man who couldn’t even handle a sword well enough to gain great power and use the sacred arts, Handul.
He should be reaching his limits soon.
But not by himself.
He is just looking at the window and practicing with the momentum of knocking down the wall.
It is only a matter of time before the wall comes down.
“Maybe next time we meet.”
He will not be able to escape as easily as he did today.
Whenever we do.
“I’ll avenge her for being overrun by that guy.”
* * *
The only thing I can see trying to get through the mountain range is….
“Wow.”
The red desert of the Sahara.
The tower of the Holy Land towered in the center of it.
It was the holy land of the Sahara.
Callius and Serena slowly admired the vast landscape as they floated in the sky, forgetting about the battle the other day.
How many people would be able to see the Sahara from such a high altitude?
Callius and Serena sat in silence for a while, woodcutting the picture that nature had created, and felt their hearts grow grand.
The red desert of the Sahara was wide.
It was huge.
And so were the towers, big and tall.
But there was something else that was truly amazing.
“The power.
“The Holy Land is still the Holy Land.”
The energy that had been consuming her was filled to the brim.
Serena was amazed at the strange sensation, and Callius marveled as well.
Callius was amazed at the strange sensation, “A silence many times higher than the holy land of Patarite?”
The place where the Dragon and Demon died is the red desert of the Sahara.
Why does this place have such a pure divine power seeping into the atmosphere?
They marveled and marveled again.
The sacred power that had been depleted in previous battles remained even though it was already filled.
Just feeling the sanctity of the holy place was enough to make Serena realize what was happening, and the prayers surrounding her began to change a bit.
Callius flew a little more slowly over the Sahara so as not to disturb him . And with his eyes, he saw every inch of the entrance to the red desert.
Here were the remains of Saint Stella….
And the one who became a sword herself must still be in the Holy Land.
And if you want to find them all…
Callius will cross the wall.
He will break free from his vile human flesh and transcend to face the Dragon and the demons.
A true transcendent.
With one sword, he can split the sea and slash the mountains.
A sword that divides heaven and earth in two.
“SwordMaster.”
He was supposed to be a mortal.
Sword Pilgrim chapter 137

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