Chapter 330 – Skeleton Swordsman

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A black swordsman ran out from above the graveyard of swords made in the gymnasium.

Facing it is a swordsman of a huge skeleton.

What he wore was a low-end chain mail that could be found anywhere in the kingdom.

Although he lost his skin and muscles and moved only with bones, his physique his was bigger than Cleon’s, and his movements his were not unnatural and his choppy movements his looked rather restrained.

With the light shining in his eyes his, when he took his own sword, Zweihander, and swung it at Cleon-

Quaggagak!

And the shockwave of the ground-running slash exploded as if to attack Cleon from a distance.

“What!?”

Cleon also rolled to the side at the sudden ranged attack, as if he hadn’t expected such an attack to come.

The trajectory itself was an attack that flew in a straight line, but the range was wide, so it was difficult to avoid unless you threw your body big.

The shockwave extends far and creates a huge explosion the moment it hits a wall, leaving a dent in the wall.

Only now, when Cleon looked around, he saw the number of shockwaves visible on the walls of the gymnasium, and swallowed.

‘Even if I protect myself with magic, I can’t be hit by something like that.’

It was also caused by the fact that the clothes he was wearing were not the usual adventurer’s equipment, armor.

Even so, the attack the skeleton showed earlier was threatening enough.

“Can I help you?”

At that time, Dullahan’s voice came from behind Cleon.

“Did you mean not to help!?”

The maid’s surprised voice.

Cleon glanced at Dullahan, looked at the skeleton swordsman again, and clenched his fist.

“No, I do.”

“I thought you would say that. Well, in order to take that sword, you have to fight alone and win.”

Cleon didn’t answer at Dullahan’s words, who spoke rather harshly, and she looked at the rusty sword stuck around him.

‘It must be difficult to defend with this sword, the moment I collide with that sword… No, the moment that sword is swung close by, it will break.’

In the end, it was said that it could not be used when fighting that skeleton.

Of course, not only that, but considering the role of the swords embedded in the ground, it was impossible to pull them out and break them at will.

In the end, the method I chose was to entwine mana around my hands and legs while maintaining a posture.

“Hey, I thought it was a magic swordsman, but that’s a ‘magician’?”

Dyurahan muttered as if he was impressed while looking at the figure.

The magical energy wrapped around her hands and legs her swayed like a black whirlpool.

That way, at least it would be easier to fight than rusty swords stuck in the ground.

The problem is that the opponent’s strength is still unknown.

Was it the ability of the sword or the magical ability of the skull?

Not that either, is it a skill achieved through pure muscular strength?

As I set up several hypotheses that pop into my head, the response to each differs.

However, since it is said to be the power of the sword, the sword in front of me did not feel that strong magical power.

Rather, speaking of magical power, the dark magic of death felt in the body of the skeleton swordsman wielding the sword would be stronger.

A strong undead requires magical energy to move its hardened body instead of blood and muscle in its body.

Just like living people, the stronger the mind and will of the undead, the stronger the magic in response to it.

That’s why, even people who weren’t that strong in life die with resentment or hatred.

That’s why it’s possible to become a vengeful spirit so powerful that you can’t use your hands, and have the power to harm a number of people.

I don’t know what kind of person the existence in front of me was in life.

However, even after losing his body his, that tenacity to stick to his sword and keep it there.

And, the magical barrier created by the bitter remorse you feel when you get close.

“…An unexpectedly tricky opponent.”

Even so, Cleon could feel himself feeling the satisfaction of fighting a series of powerful enemies.

Once again, Cleon ran forward.

Kick off the ground, and at the same time as the soil and rocks on the floor bounce up, entwined with black magic power and rush forward-

‘Come…!’

The Skeleton Swordsman swung his sword once again and attacked Cleon with the shock wave from before.

The previous attack was like a greeting, but this time the shock wave was more accurate, sharper and faster.

The maid who saw him screamed and called his name.

“Cleon!”

When Cleon doesn’t deviate from the shockwave’s trajectory until the close timing, the maid unknowingly tries to leave.

Her durahan grabbed her arm her, making sure she didn’t get caught up in her fight and looked at her as if to keep her quiet.

“However…!”

“Don’t worry, he’s strong, as you know.”

Although the maid was a little shaken by Dyurahan’s words, she nodded her head as if she understood.

The next moment, Cleon kicked off the ground and leaped into the sky, with his magic power wrapped around his body her.

Reinforced legs lifted him to a position well above his own height his, well beyond his normal leg strength his.

He was no different from before. I just comforted the avoiding position, not to the side.

It was actually not a good decision to rise into the air against opponents with long-range attacks.

It is not only difficult to twist the body in the air, but it also makes it difficult to move, so it becomes a target that is the same as standing still.

The next moment, the skeleton swordsman swung his sword sideways toward Cleon, who was floating in the air.

And, feeling an invisible slash flying toward him, Cleon quickly stretched out his hand her and—

“Flame Burst…!”

Originally, Layla’s flame magic is manifested in all directions from the whole body.

However, after concentrating his magical power on his fingertips her, Cleon uses the shockwaves generated at that time to move his body her quickly in the air.

And, seeing that the slash that flew backwards lodged itself in the wall of the barracks and exploded at that part, Cleon landed on the ground.

And, Cleon looking around.

Around, there were still rows of swords that replaced tombstones.

“…I see, is that so?”

Then, while muttering as if he had realized something, he slowly started walking towards the skeleton swordsman.

Dyurahan looks at Cleon, who suddenly changes her posture on her, and watches her closely with her eyes shining.

The Skeleton Swordsman quietly glared at Cleon, then swung his sword again—

The next moment, Cleon moved his foot to position one of the sword hilts in the ground forward.

The shockwave passed only by Cleon’s side his.

“It’s a great technique. It’s a shockwave that shoots in a wide range, but it creates a gap and doesn’t attack the tombstones of colleagues.”

In fact, the swords in front of Cleon were standing still, just like before the shock wave swept through them.

“I don’t know what the principle is, but… If your sword skills are that good, let’s face it squarely.”

As Cleon said and moved forward, Cleon’s body hurled forward like a cannonball once again.

Perhaps realizing that his own attack his had been destroyed, the Skeleton Swordsman did not generate a shock wave this time and just took a stance.

As if trying to catch the incoming Cleon.

And finally, the moment when Cleon collides with the Skeleton Swordsman who is not checked.

The skeleton swordsman’s sword swung straight down from above his head.

It was a powerful attack that would split his body in the middle if hit properly.

As he hurriedly turned his body to the right, even if he avoided the blow, Cleon felt the magic power wrapped around his body being scraped away by the shock wave that exploded around him.

However, the blow that he did not hit did not come fatally, aiming for the wrist holding his sword, Cleon’s hand swung.

However, the swordsman who missed the sword did not immediately stop there, but moved his head and struck Cleon powerfully.

“Keugh…!”

Cleon reluctantly withdrew his outstretched arm for an attack and rolled his body.

A simple yet threatening attack called headbutting.

Of course, there was a physical difference, but the helmet on the skeleton’s head was a threatening and solid blunt weapon, even if it was rusted.

Basically, it was perceived that enemies who used long pole weapons were weak in fighting because of the length of the weapon.

Also, if you train your taijutsu, you can counter the enemy regardless of the weapon.

I move my body once more and aim for the relatively weak part that is not covered by armor.

It was clear that the opponent would intensively defend his wrists in order not to drop his sword, so he turned his gaze to attack elsewhere.

First, the ankle.

If you wield a kick wrapped in magical energy towards the calf to break the posture, the skeleton will also stumble upon the impact, not reacting properly as if it was an unexpected attack.

However, he immediately changed his stance to holding a sword in one hand and swung his fist as if pushing Cleon.

“Kuh…”

Due to the posture of not completely collapsing, the attack itself is allowed, but the wrist holding the sword has become a relatively empty part.

If you hit the capital towards that place, Bakuk! It sounded like a clean hit.

In fact, seeing the wrist holding the sword fall to the ground, Cleon quickly tries to grab the sword.

“What!?”

The wrist, which had been separated from the body, moved on its own, and was swung to cut Cleon’s hand.

Of course, its power was lower than when it was attached to the main body, but it was enough to threaten Cleon with his bare hands her.

Awesome! Hearing the sound, Cleon felt a blade touch his finger her.

While the magic protection protects the cutting power to some extent, it somehow prevents the finger from being cut off.

The momentary gap created by Cleon, who was taken aback.

Then, the skeleton reached out and grabbed him by the nape of his neck and threw him away.

When he almost rolled on the ground, he took a falling technique and stood up from his seat.

Cleon looked at the skeleton as he brushed his hands.

“… I don’t know what kind of guy he was, but he seems to have been a good fighter… Isn’t it a bit cowardly to move even if his hand his falls off?”

I don’t know if Cleon’s words worked, but the skeleton soldier picked up his wrist his and attached it to his own arm to regenerate that part.

‘… It’s going to be a tougher fight than I thought.’

Cleon sighed inwardly, but took up his posture again.

In the previous round of action, the method to defeat the skeleton soldier had already been established within him.

“Okay, let’s try it again.”

And, while raising his remaining magic power his.

I rushed towards a strong enemy that I could fight with peace of mind.