Chapter 199

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Translated by Jinmu
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“Uaaack!”

“Keoheok!”

The firestorm scattered in the dim forest brightened the surroundings and swallowed the enemies.

Inside the shadows created by those flames, Han-bit and Haneul were moving.

Chwaak-!

Seogeok-!

The swords of the two people sliced down the enemies with rapid speed.

The number already killed was just to the point of being uncountable.

Owing to it being inside a forest, the damage caused by the spreading flames was enormous.

“It’s this way!”

“Block starting from the other side, not there!”

“No, put out the fire first!”

The anti-state forces were flustered.

The army of Artois that stormed in from the flank and rear of their camp.

If it went according to plan they should have joined forces and struck the Royal Capital, but they suddenly pushed in their swords and staffs and attacked.

Furthermore the firestorm covering the forest was a technique they had never heard or seen before.

On top of that.

Kkigik-!

Kigigigik-!

The Madness Army cast over the dark forest also sharply revealed its presence.

“Crazy……!”

“It’s monsters!”

Seogeok-!

The group of clowns wearing masks stirred up the forest, killing every person they saw.

They had no need to distinguish between the anti-state forces and the army of Artois.

‘It’s getting cleaned up faster than I thought.’

The reason for intervening in this manner is chaos.

It was to obstruct whatever camp it is so that they couldn’t properly grasp this situation.

Let alone the scene, Artois and the nobles who would be watching from inside the Royal Capital will likely also find it difficult to understand the things happening.

“Black Dragon-nim, do we just need to keep taking care of them?”

Haneul who had been taking care of enemies on the other side returned and asked.

The numbers of both forces’ factions engaging in the melee were in a considerably reduced state.

However, because they were overwhelmingly numerous to begin with, it needed more time until they were entirely cleaned up.

“First let’s take care of those things a bit.”

Two people who entered the eyes of Han-bit who dug deep into the camp.

Somehow the modern attires and the name tags floating above their heads were informing him that they were players of the Holy State.

The appearance of them handling the enemies pushing in up to their vicinity seemed urgent in many ways.

Seureuk-

The space inside the faint veil wavering from behind them.

It was the place where the leading figures of the invasion including Emether were.

For those players who’d be in the middle of proceeding with their quest, it would be a place they must defend.

“Haneul-ah, you go catch Emether from inside there.”

“Huh? Are we kidnapping him?”

“Because it’s better for us to hold him down. The King will take care of killing him.”

The existence of the exiled Crown Prince is important to both camps.

To the anti-state forces, he is the justification itself.

To the Artois family, he was the porter who’ll bring the needed artifact.

To just leave him to be swept up and die on this battlefield, there remained things that needed to be resolved for the story.

“Be careful since there might be players inside too just in case.”

“Yes! I’ll go and come back!”

Seureuk-

Haneul who melted into the shadow advanced heading for the veil.

Simultaneously with that Han-bit moved.

Tat-!

He who kicked off his feet approached to the back of one player who was fighting.

Killing an opponent who failed to sense his presence was an easy job.

Puuk-!

“Keok!”

The man whose neck was pierced through met a futile death along with a death agony.

[Experience points have increased by 2,100,000.]

“Miller?”

Right then, the other player facing Artois’s army realized his comrade’s death.

His gaze reached Han-bit who was standing ordinarily.

“Black Dragon……!”

The expression of the man who confirmed his name tag changed.

And then he aimed the staff held in his hand.

Uung-!

The clumping mass of energy spouting a white light.

Although it seemed like it’d show considerable destructive power, it was a foolish choice.

Swiik-!

Han-bit who used Gale Slash arrived right under the enemy’s nose at once.

“Ruinous Ex……!”

Seogeok-!

The sword that pierced through his body even before his incantation could properly finish.

Chwaak-!

The man whose upper body was sliced off met his death while keeping his eyes wide open.

[Experience points have increased by 2,200,000.]

‘Weak.’

A considerably weaker opponent compared to the players he faced in Temosha.

Han-bit who felt something strange turned his steps towards the veil.

At that moment.

Kwagwagwang-!

A tremendous roar was heard from inside.

Tat-!

At the same time Han-bit who kicked off his feet dashed in with rapid speed.

The space inside the veil revealed as he passed the boundary.

In front of the barracks that looked like a large tent, one man wearing a pure white mask was standing.

“Ah fuck…….”

The light blue-haired girl who was raising her body from one corner.

The dagger held in her hand had already been dropped.

“So we took on each other’s lackeys.”

The man wearing a mask rang out a low voice.

Han-bit verified his name tag floating above his head.

[Verdict]

The clear four-letter name.

The problem lay in the dark red line attached next to it.

‘…3 of them huh.’

Among the Holy State players he had met so far, the most number of lines was 2.

Regardless of what that signifies, he should think he’s different from the preceding enemies.

Han-bit kept Verdict in check and approached Haneul.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t let my guard down though…….”

The girl who raised her body had a vexed expression.

However, the atmosphere felt from that man was not ordinary.

“I will handle him, so you go inside.”

“Yes. I will definitely catch him. And… be careful. That person’s attack was kind of weird.”

Haneul who left behind those words picked up her dagger again and advanced inside.

Even while looking at that appearance, Verdict didn’t take any actions.

“I thought you would at least interfere.”

Han-bit who left his sword trailing said looking at the man wearing a mask.

Then Verdict also stood his sword and answered.

“Either way if I don’t kill you this episode is our defeat. It probably is the fault of failing to read Artois’… no, Racmos’s stupidity.”

He was accurately recognizing the reason this situation happened.

As expected he is something different.

“Neither of us needs long talks then.”

“That is what I desire. As there is only one way to atone towards the Goddess of Turbulence.”

Seuk-

The two who raised their swords glared at each other.

The moment those silent gazes exchanged briefly.

Tat-!

Simultaneously their feet detached from the ground.

Swik-!

The rushing Han-bit broadly drew his sword wrapped in a gust of wind.

However, that attack cleaved an empty space.

Hwirik-!

Verdict who quickly leaped up twisted his body and caught Han-bit’s back.

Han-bit who read that used Shadow Bind.

Seureuk-

The stretching shadow caught the Verdict floating in the air at once.

A magic spell firmly sunken in.

It is a restraint difficult to escape from with considerable strength bare of magic.

It definitely should have been so.

Seogeok-!

Kwagwagwa-!

The aftermath of white light arising together with the sound of a sword cleaving something.

Han-bit who quickly retreated moved his gaze to the floor.

‘He sliced the magic off huh.’

The Shadow Bind that definitively caught Verdict’s body.

Yet it was in a state cut cleanly in half along with the ground.

“Is the Goddess’s miracle astonishing?”

Verdict standing on the ground asked with a low voice.

He is calling it God’s miracle as he likes, but Han-bit knows the true reality of it.

“Miracle my ass. That’s a skill created by Jean Clead.”

“…You know even this. However, this too is a grace bestowed by the Goddess of Turbulence. Because creating something out of nothing is a feat possible only for that person.”

As the true identity of the skill was revealed, Verdict’s words grew a little long.

Of course, that man reeking of the aura of a fanatic assumes it so sincerely.

“It should be a skill hard to learn. You must have talent?”

“This too is a grace the Goddess…….”

“It’s the grace of the Clead family who taught swordsmanship. Although their personality is dirty, their skills are good right?”

Han-bit drew out the true state of affairs towards the automatic answering machine-like reaction.

He had no intention of being swept into a conversation shared with a fanatic.

“It is fascinating though. I too am an experiencer of the other world, but your knowledge is much too vast. Did the Goddess of Silence do something?”

Verdict suddenly brought up one inquiry.

It seems that Han-bit being a person who repeated the world 55 times was not in the oracle.

“Ask your Goddess about that. Let’s just do our thing.”

Hwareuk-!

Salion’s flames were imbued on Han-bit’s sword.

The Holy State’s swordsmanship Verdict uses is strong enough to cleave magic.

However, what falls outside the logic of that power is pure spirits.

Naturally it’s a story unknown to that man who has never faced one before.

Tat-!

Han-bit who kicked off his feet again dashed towards the enemy.

“Do you not know even after experiencing it. Magic won’t work.”

Verdict leisurely stood his sword up.

Pat-!

The pure white light spouted from the sword blade rang out a tremor and amplified.

This time, he didn’t dodge the attack but loaded power and faced the attack head-on.

Kaang-!

The sharp noise ringing from the two sword blades.

The white light soaring as its aftermath and the fierce flame gust also violently collided.

“……?”

Verdict felt something strange.

The flames that should have scattered the moment they collided.

However, that hot demon of fire began to swallow the white light in an instant.

“Euk!”

The flustered Verdict quickly retreated backwards.

Naturally Han-bit wasn’t one to allow that leeway.

Swiik-!

Kicking off his feet, he used the new hidden spirit skill, Storm’s Sword Dance.

A technique just like its name, pouring out an offensive dancing wrapped in insane wind.

The unique point was that Sylph’s will was half mixed in.

Kaang-!

Hwareuk-!

The initially thrusted sword fiercely collided and scattered flames.

The next motion connected far too naturally.

Swiik-!

Kang-! Kang-!

Movements so fast and elegant it was hard to view them as a person’s.

Facing it, Verdict was flustered.

Because he couldn’t properly read the enemy’s movements.

“Keueuk!”

Kang-!

The hot burning demon of fire was already inflicting tremendous damage on his arms and upper body.

Despite feeling no pain, it was an agonizing offensive enough to form a painful expression.

Swiik-!

Kaang-!

Han-bit frantically swinging his sword truly seemed like a lunatic.

But if anyone saw this, it was a perfectly continuous movement to the point they’d feel it was beautiful.

Kaang-!

Right then, the last strike swung upwards knocked the sword from Verdict’s hands.

“Just what in the world are you……!”

Rage and perplexity were imbued in his normally calm voice.

However, the unfinished Storm’s Sword Dance did not even permit those words.

Chwaak-!

Seogeok-!

Five swords swung in one breath swallowed Verdict’s life.

The face revealed lastly along with the cleaved mask.

Simultaneously with sealing it into his eyes, his figure scattered into dust.

Ttiring-

[Experience points have increased by 7,100,000.]

[Level has increased by 1.]

[1 Stat Point is given.]

A considerably large amount of experience compared to before.

Being the commander of this battlefield, it naturally made sense.

“Let go of this! I told you to let go!”

Right then, the appearance of Haneul dragging a middle-aged man out from inside the barracks appeared.

[Emether Victor Caldior]

The exiled Crown Prince, and the older brother of the current King.

He was a forgotten royalty who committed all sorts of crimes and was ousted.

“Good job. Please try holding him pressed on the floor for a moment.”

“Yes!”

Answering assertively, Haneul slammed Emether onto the floor and pressed him down.

Looking at that appearance, Han-bit looked at the screen shared to the party and spoke.

“Avant-garde-ssi, you’ve roughly finished checking right?”

(Yes! Excluding Edlen, Ifrit, and Temosha, they said the nearby cities also provided support! The 20,000 troops that could head to the Royal Capital will arrive soon, and the personnel needing transfer is around 6,000! With the help of the dwarves, the required equipment has also finished being issued!)

Avant-garde who was waiting quickly explained the situation.

Although the people headed to the Royal Capital are also important, those 6,000 personnel are on a different scale.

That is to say, they are for ruling this battlefield of the Royal Capital.

“Thank you. Then have all personnel transfer to the forest in front of the city walls please. Along with preparing the flags of the Holy State I requested as well.”