Chapter 51 – Father and Daughter

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The swordsmanship of Sword Master Talcheck is thoroughly for actual combat.

From being an orphan, he was taken as a slave and sold into an arena.

In the arena, a boy whose role was to be sacrificed just to add to the excitement before the protagonist’s turn came.

That’s why, neither the armor nor the shield.

No other weapon given.

Hold only one rusty old sword.

They are thrown into a place teeming with wild beasts.

Sustaining lives by taking their lives.

At some point, after reaching the highest point in the arena.

In order to survive, he spent more than half his life as a gladiator slave.

It was a state achieved by cutting bones, muscles, and life.

The theory was simple indeed.

Do not cut where not to be cut.

Cut where you need to cut.

Truly the basics of swordsmanship and sword fighting.

But in order to do such a simple thing, countless swordsmen are working hard and sweating blood.

Thinking of creating your own school or receiving instruction from others.

Polished torso vision and strong body.

And the fighting instinct that enjoys the clash of swords against each other deep in the heart.

Everything that moves him.

Talcheck made it to where it is today.

[One sword, one island, one star]

Did someone look at you and leave such lofty words?

Talchek snorted.

I don’t attach much importance to the sword.

After all, a sword is something that only needs to be able to cut something.

That was the reason why he rejected the famous sword and used a sword that had turned red with age.

I don’t attach much importance to a single swing.

There are just too many weaklings who can’t stand the sword they wield.

If you hold on to it once, you can cut it twice more next time.

He doesn’t attach much importance to the person he is.

Including the hero Lecia, there were plenty of people stronger than herself.

The demonic sword emperor was like that, and Luti Sions in his heyday was truly a monster.

Talchek himself is, after all, a well-packaged murderer.

So even if all this is gathered, it is not worth a handful of dust.

If I said it right, it would be like this.

[Moo Sword Mu Island Muja Museong]

If there is something worthwhile in this life.

The realm of the moment that arises the moment you risk everything in your life and bump into it.

And as lives come and go, the momentary realm continues and occurs.

The infinity of life and death.

Only his own “Fighting luck” That he was able to experience that realm over and over again.

Without being able to keep the promise with the hero Lesia.

Talcheq, who left school and wandered around the kingdom to follow the traces, somewhere deep in his heart.

Until he died, he thought he would never get out of this worthless life.

“You want to take care of your child?”

When the old comrades-in-arms, the hero, and the holy sword couple, who happened to meet again on such a journey, asked for a favor.

Talchek was dumbfounded and spewed out the alcohol he was drinking.

Priority.

It was nonsense that a child was born between a human and a sword.

That these two truly love each other.

And it was also a problem to leave the child he had acquired to himself.

“Can’t you guys take them in and raise them? Do you think it’s possible for me to take care of a child?”

“…”

Seeing the darkened face of his comrade, Talchek shut his mouth.

It is said that they lost a lot of power while participating in the kingdom’s experiments to create children.

And the fact that those who participated in the recent study are facing mysterious deaths one by one.

If the institute is closed, their children may be disposed of.

Their eyes showed fear and determination for the upcoming death at the same time.

And to the most believable and strong person he’s ever known.

It was to take care of their child.

Of course, I tried to refuse it on the spot.

If he was afraid of being killed like that, he said he would be his bodyguard.

However, the two persistently persuaded them to uncheck.

Their existence itself was a threat to the child’s life.

If an imperfect being born between a holy sword and a human becomes known to the radical faction of the church.

An assassin capable of detecting the Holy Sword, the mother, will be sent.

It wasn’t that I doubted Talcheck’s ability, but

To protect the child’s life, it was better not to let that happen.

Besides that, they talk about many dangers.

In the end, Talchek accepted their story even with a shitty expression on his face.

“Then, Mr. Talchek, would you like to name my child?”

Hearing that, he squirted a second time.

It seems that it was forbidden to name a child in the laboratory so that he would not attach himself to it.

He was just given the name ‘Chevalier’ as a code name.

It would be okay if they named the child themselves.

From now on, Talcek becomes the child’s father.

Therefore, he wanted to ask Tal Chek for a favor.

Almost everything collapsed.

A ruined laboratory building.

A silver-haired child sitting among the dead bodies.

“…Ona.”

Talchek walked through the wreckage and corpses and picked the child up.

It was the first time he said his name.

The child didn’t seem to think it was calling him.

Finally. A few days later, the child’s parents died.

The body has not been found either.

Talcheck had a wrinkled impression while holding Iona in his arms.

Left the place

And to this worthless life when you call her name.

It seems like there will be value outside of fighting.

I never called out that name again.

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The fight intensified with the addition of Cleon and Iona.

Rubera’s ability interferes with unchecking.

Digging between them, Cleon comes swinging his sword.

Kang! With each resounding sound, wounds broke out all over Talchek’s body.

When Cleon’s sword gets stuck, Rubera goes.

When Rubera’s sword gets stuck, Cleon.

Especially, as Iona escaped Talchek’s clutches.

The wounds that were suppressed also open.

Above all.

“Ha!”

Cleon himself, who held Iona, was annoying.

Cleon’s movements were much heavier and sharper than before catching Iona.

Talcheq is well aware of the move.

Because that was his own swordsmanship itself.

[Transplantation of experience…]

That is her ability, born between a human and a holy sword.

By saving the human experience of grabbing and wielding oneself.

When another human catches him.

Borrowing that body to regenerate the experience and knowledge you have memorized.

Of course, I had to consider the compatibility of my body and experience.

The compatibility between Talchek’s swordsmanship and Cleon’s body.

[It’s beyond my imagination…!]

[That’s natural. Because Cleon was trained by Talchek and raised his body.]

Galatea raises her voice as if she is a little annoyed by Iona’s admiration.

While Cleon perfectly uses Talchek’s swordsmanship,

It seemed that he was dissatisfied with not being able to use Galatea’s abilities, including magic.

“Since when did you imitate so well, Cleon?”

“Thanks to you.”

Talchek clicked his tongue and swung his sword wide, shaking off the clinging Cleon.

Lubera, who was next to her while aiming for the timing, became the next target for Talcheck.

“Barisada!”

[Yes! Refraction!]

When Talchek’s red sword aimed at Rubera and swung.

Ruba moves from front to back of Talcheck this time.

“It’s no use… Ugh!?”

Next moment. Ruba found hanging her own foot.

Talchek used his scabbard in advance to predict where Rubera would move.

A sword of Talcheck that is swung right away when the body shakes greatly.

One breath is not enough to use refraction including one’s own body.

I protect myself with barisada as much as possible, but the moment I clenched my molars in preparation for pain.

“Rubera!”

Iona, who held her hand.

Eventually, when she assumes the form of the holy sword once more.

Ruba used the powerful blow that Talchek had used to shake off Cleon a moment ago.

Reproduce through Iona.

“Keugh!”

Although it didn’t take a direct hit, Talchek, whose sword ricocheted out, staggered backwards from the impact.

Ruba sighed and threw Iona to Cleon again.

[Above, it was dangerous…]

Barisa doesn’t sweat, but feels like she’s breaking out in a cold sweat.

“It’s also a difficult ability to write.”

[The opponent is a monster…]

Barisada’s excuse was not wrong.

One holy sword and two demon swords.

Cleon handled it skillfully and even absorbed Talcheck’s swordsmanship.

And against yourself.

Even though he is focusing on defense, Talcheck is leading the fight.

After all, he was a man called the Sword Saint, and Ruba couldn’t help but admire.

“It’s annoying. It reminds me of the cave of illusions I’ve entered with Lesia before.”

Talchek said, ‘Geug,’ while wiping the blood off his body.

Cleon also thought for a moment, then opened his mouth as if to answer.

“… Have you ever heard of fighting your own illusions?”

Talcheck nodded at Cleon’s words.

“Yes. After a few hours, when the match was not decided, Lesia used the power of the Holy Sword at full output and destroyed the entire cave.”

“…”

Cleon remembered the huge magical blade that Albain had used before.

Lesia must have been able to do the same thing.

“…Is it.”

“Okay then, let’s continue.”

At Talchek’s words, Rubera frowned.

“There’s no end to cutting and cutting. It’s been quite a while since Maxwell and the others went inside. It’s dangerous to end the game any longer than this.”

“…Yes. I’m thinking the same thing. But it looks like it will take a big hit to catch that gorilla.”

Cleon’s eyes sparkled.

Ruba looked at those eyes and made an expression of disgust.

“You’ve become a villain again. What’s your plan this time?”

“There’s no plan. It’s just a clash of power.”

Cleon took a deep breath and poured the mana of his whole body into Galatea and Iona in a balanced way.

[…That’s what you’re trying to do, Cleon.]

[That, what is that?]

Galatea grasps Cleon’s intentions and puts magic into the blade as if sympathizing with his magic her.

Iona didn’t know what it was, but first, she followed Galatea to receive magic.

“A little away. The attack range will be large.”

“If you quietly prepare in such an open position, Talchek will come and cut you right away. We will buy you time.”

In an instant, Lubera’s body disappears leaving behind a remnant.

It runs in a straight line and attacks Talchek’s body with his.

“That guy, what are you trying to do?”

Talcheck was wary when Cleon took a suspicious pose again.

Looking at Ruba who suddenly rushed at him, he raised the corner of his mouth her and hit her hard.

[Lubera is behind Talcheck!]

Inflection of Barisada.

Rubera moves behind Talchek once again.

Talchek’s scabbard was there this time, too.

This time, on the contrary, Rubera, who predicted the sword sheath her, stepped on it and jumped into the sky.

Spinning around as if to cover the sky, he swung his sword aiming for Talchek’s back neck.

“Heavenly Pillar…!”

Previously, the skill used to finish off the boss.

There are a lot of gaps, and you have to use it in the air, so the opponent’s movement must be stopped.

However, to put it in reverse, the opponent also needs to pay attention to block this attack.

If you use it with the determination to throw your body, you will definitely be able to create a gap for the opponent.

As expected by Rubera, Talcheck blocks the attack by raising the sword upwards.

However, that gaze was looking at Cleon as if embarrassed.

At that place.

A blade of enormous magical power extending from Iona and Galatea.

Then, the wave of magical power that was gradually compressed and shook as if it had been sharpened was shaking from the blade.

The situation where the sword was raised and the scabbard was dropped to the ground by Rubera.

Talcheq’s torso was completely empty.

The next moment, Cleon sprints.

The magic power released from the swords in both hands became the driving force.

If you increase its speed.

Black light and white light form a trajectory and move in line with Cleon’s speed her.

“Keugh…!”

I tried to defend myself by somehow returning the sword.

Rubera’s deflection spins Rubera’s body once again, and she launches an additional attack on Talchek, tying her sword in place.

“”Cleon!!!””

Rubera and Talchek shouted the name at the same time.

Next moment.

A flash of black and white crossed Talcheck’s body.

It inflicts a big wound on his chest.

As dark magic and divine magic react to each other.

A powerful shock wrapped around Talchek’s body.

“Kuh…Ugh…”

Before long, a sound like a giant tree falling down echoed through the ground.

Sword Saint Talchek was knocked down by the sword.

After the defeat against the hero Lesia.

It was the first time.

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Iona, who had returned from the sword to human form, approached Talcheq who had fallen to the ground.

If you peel off the Talcheck shirt that was torn by the sword and soaked with blood.

There, I saw a body that had been eroded by the magic of another dimension and turned black.

Both Cleon and Ruba could not help but open their eyes wide when they saw it.

“That body…”

When Cleon spoke, Talchek groaned and mocked himself.

“In order to find Lesia, I randomly investigated places related to the dimensional rift.

If it was just a little magical power, it could have been cured by suppressing it with divine magical power.

Talchek didn’t care about that, and was determined to find Lesia before his own life ended.

I continued to wander around the place close to the gap in the other dimension.

As a result, his body was irreversibly contaminated with that magical power.

Iona knew that too.

“…I guess I was nervous. Uncheck.”

“It’s ugly, but that’s it. Cleon.”

Talcheck nodded at Cleon’s words.

He looked at Iona for a while.

I clenched my fist.

“Huh. Now there’s a guy who takes good care of you. He called you a gorilla, so you never thought he’d betray you.”

“…”

Iona quietly grabbed Talchek’s fist.

And tears flowed down her cheeks.

“Hey Cleon. Take good care of this guy.”

“…She’s stronger than you think.”

Same answer as before.

Upon hearing that answer, Talchek sighed and laughed.

“…Yes, I guess.”

And he nods his head in regret.

Now move your barely moving body hard.

Raises the red sword that has not yet been broken and has fallen to the ground.

“Cleon. You cut Lesia.”

“…Uncheck. You…”

“No one knows what happened to him now. The rift in the other dimension twists everything. It’s a place where even the world tree, a being that transcends humans, turns into a monster.”

And that sword was to be handed over to Cleon.

“I should have killed Lesia… I should have cut her. I should have kept that promise.”

Talchek spat out the last lingering regret in his life as if repeating it.

It was like a curse left by a colleague in unforgettable memories.

“But. I was foolish. I was a human who only knew how to cut. I had no choice but to go around looking for Bell targets.”

Both Iona and Ruber.

It was impossible to intervene between Cleon and Talchek, who shared memories with Lecia.

But Cleon’s expression his, as his teacher his and as a man with lingering feelings for the same woman.

I sympathized with Talcheck and understood it.

“So, you carry on. My promise.”

Cleon lowered his head for a moment as he grabbed the sword Talchek had handed him.

“I…”

“…Hmph. Even if that’s not the case, I won’t leave the sword to you.”

Did all the strength in the arms of him eventually disappear?

When that arm falls heavily to the ground.

I felt the fire of my life slowly go out.

Iona knew that this dying fire could not be saved.

Only to keep the fire silently with your hand, from the blowing wind.

It was the only thing she could do.

“Hey. Don’t waste your mana on useless things. It’s not over yet.”

Talcheck looks at Iona and Cleon and talks.

And the end of that gaze goes to the gap in the curtain where Maxwell entered.

“Whether or not the idiot stopped Maxwell. The Beast will wake up. Soon.”

Then a loud sound of the ground shaking.

Something terribly wrong on the other side of the veil

I can feel the presence of crawling out.

“Kuh… It’s a pity. I should have fought that tree… “

“Until the end, you do not reflect.”

At Iona’s words, Talchek said as if he couldn’t help it.

“I’m reflecting. I should have cut Cleon when he passed out.”

After leaving a last joke saying,

Unchecking took a big breath.

I inhaled.

After exhaling

Quietly, he died.

Iona held her hand for a while.

After putting it down, I got up from my seat.

“Let’s go. As long as there is a limit, it’s not over yet.”

“…Okay.”

Cleon and Ruba nodding their heads, to pass through the gap in the veil and beyond.

I moved my leg.

May not come back

Then, with what face should I meet Talchek in the underworld?

Cleon was thinking that way.

Kwajik…!

And the sound of something breaking is heard from beyond the curtain.

I could see the intense silver light coming through the gap.

And based on that gap, the entire barrier of the veil cracked…

Eventually, the jeolgyesu revealed its appearance.

But it was not perfect.

Over the precipice, what escaped from the gap in the other dimension was half of the whole.

The dimensional rift was sealed by something.

“No way.”

When Cleon turns his head.

There, the whole body was pierced by the trunk of a tree and fell bleeding.

I saw the figure of Eustes.

Life was still attached.

And the holy sword in his hand.

With the power of the holy sword, the magical erosion of the other dimension does not progress.

It can save lives if treated quickly.

“Iona!”

“Yes!”

Iona quickly transforms into the shape of a holy sword and is held in Cleon’s hand her.

And Cleon cut down the tree trunk at the same time with the holy sword.

I took Eustes and first stepped back.

Rubera clicks her tongue and cuts off the stems chasing Cleon with Barisada.

I look around the forest and the jeolgyesu alternately.

“It’s bigger than I thought. Can I cut it with a sword?”

“…I have to try.”

The restorative power of divine magic heals Eustes’ wounds.

Thinking of dealing with this tree after this made me dizzy.

But if we don’t stop this guy here.

A great catastrophe unfolds in the world.

Fortunately, only half of the body came over.

Cleon and Lubera stand in front of the cut tree.

A giant tree with thick trunks.

It only had a half body, but I couldn’t even figure out how it moved.

Every time you take a step.

A tree trunk grows out of the desolate land.

Erosion of the world.

A being that literally changes the world itself.

In an instant, Cleon and Ruba rushed at him while prepared for death.

“Don’t be stupid… Come back to the forest…”

A telepathic call to the two of them.

That voice.

It belonged to Lyla Flamewatch.