Chapter 49

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Translated by Jinmu

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“What?”

Ria frowned at his words that were close to a notification.

“You’re telling me to run away without doing anything?”

“Yes. Seeing as Vares even possesses information regarding the traces of the Spirit King, it wouldn’t be strange if anything happened right now.”

“We obtained the evidence, didn’t we! If we just steal what Uncle has, wouldn’t we be able to reveal their crimes?”

“Even so, the feasibility is ambiguous. Because the city’s influential figures have already been replaced to suit Vares’s tastes.”

– Acknowledged.

– Yep. Even the judges are already completely on Vares’s side.

– The probability of the evidence being suppressed is 101 percent.

– But then what do they actually do then?

– I? Don’t? Know?

It is natural to clarify crimes beyond a shadow of a doubt with clear evidence.

However, the personnel interfering in the investigation and trial are all Vares’s faction.

If they shoved the evidence forward right now, the probability of it beautifully disappearing was high instead.

Han-bit, who had been listening to the story, decided to first resolve the viewers’ doubts from earlier.

“Does Vares not know Ria’s face?”

“The ones who know the Young Lady’s face are extremely few. Excluding Brooke, there are practically no figures who know it within the current City Hall.”

“Then it’s fine! The pursuers who showed up until now weren’t accurately targeting me either!”

Ria raised her voice and cut into the conversation.

Although it was an argument that was somewhat agreeable, Cowen only shook his head.

“Those bastards were looking at faces one by one and eliminating the targets. If Brooke’s description is added on top, the pursuit squad will gradually inch closer to you, Young Lady.”

“I just have to cover my face!”

“… The strange reaction that appeared from the ring. It might be the effect of a magic tool tracking the power of spirits. Seeing as there was information that it could be implemented using the Holy State’s technology, it wouldn’t be strange if Vares used it. Could you conceal this as well?”

“Ugh…”

– Freaking scary;

– His obsession is crazy.

– If it’s a trace of the Spirit King, that’s understandable.

– Black Dragon can’t use it?

– Would he be able to?

– For real, if he used it, it would probably be so badass.

– Sylph is crying.

The viewers began to pour interest into the power possessed by the Spirit King’s traces.

However, Ria was simply trembling with her fists tightly clenched.

“It can’t be helped even if you are stubborn. I will prepare a residence right away, so please get ready to leave. I will handle the fight using this evidence.”

Cowen resolutely continued his notification.

“F…”

Ria, with her head bowed, made a sound.

Because it couldn’t be heard well, the moment Cowen took a step closer.

“I said I don’t want to!”

With a scream, she leaped upwards.

“Young Lady!”

Ria disappearing to the upper floor along with an overly swift action.

Cowen, who reached his hand out, couldn’t bring himself to chase after her.

However, Han-bit kicked off his feet as if panicked.

“Hurry up and follow!”

He went to the upper floor without even waiting to hear Cowen’s response.

Ria’s figure was nowhere to be seen in that shabby space.

“What is the matter!”

Cowen, who followed up, expressed his question.

Without even a moment to answer, Han-bit immediately kicked the door open and went outside.

‘Where is she?’

An unexpected, sudden action.

Ria, who was inherently swift on her feet, needed only a short time to disappear from sight.

Tap-!

Han-bit quickly used the gaps in the building’s walls to climb up to the rooftop.

Because the surroundings didn’t come into full view due to the complex alleyways, he had no other choices.

‘… There she is!’

The blonde-haired girl entering the eyes of Han-bit, who was focusing all his nerves.

Whoosh-

As if noticing something, the spirit’s wind wrapped around his body.

Immediately drawing his sword, Han-bit kicked off the ground towards the place where Ria was.

Swoosh-!

His body, which gained speed thanks to the power of wind, advanced rapidly.

And the moment Ria’s back arrived right in front of his nose, he swung his sword with all his might.

Clang-!

“… Huh?”

A sharp noise ringing out alongside her flustered voice.

“Ugh!”

The tremendous impact of colliding with something made Han-bit’s body pushed back.

However, he could not retreat.

Tap-!

“Uwah!”

Grabbing Ria’s hand, he pulled strongly.

When she, guided by the force, came behind him, Han-bit set his stance and kept his guard toward his front.

“You read that, huh.”

In front of his eyes, someone wearing black and white cloth attire was standing.

A bizarre voice whose gender couldn’t even be identified.

An overly thin and sharp sword was held in his hand.

– Who are you?

– Did Vares send him?

– Isn’t that the Holy State?

– He looks freaking strong;

As some viewers predicted, that person is an assassin of the Holy State.

A group that handles all sorts of affairs in the darkness behind the scenes, one could say.

Naturally, each and every one of them was an immensely skilled powerhouse.

“Young Lady!”

At that time, Cowen, who had departed late, arrived.

“Are you alright!”

“Huh? Uh…”

Still unable to grasp the situation, Ria slowly nodded her head.

Cowen, holding his sword, turned his gaze towards the unknown enemy.

“Who sent you?”

Click-

At his question, the assassin aimed his sword and spoke.

“Leave that child and disappear. Once the objective is achieved, meaningless sacrifices are unnecessary. For that is the mercy of God.”

“So it was the Holy State’s bastards. What is your objective?”

“The seizure of the ring passed down through generations of the Northon family and the elimination of its owner. That is all that’s necessary.”

“… There’s no point listening any further.”

Cowen grounded his teeth and fixed his stance.

However, he wasn’t foolish enough to be unable to gauge the enemy’s level.

“Black Dragon, take the Young Lady and escape outside Edlen.”

“Cowen!”

“Young Lady, I will deal with that bastard and follow after you. Please depart first.”

“I don’t want to!”

– Ah;

– Flag ON

– Is he going to lose?

– He’ll lose.

A conversation with an atmosphere that somehow felt like an eternal parting.

Although they weren’t ignorant of each other’s feelings, picking that choice was practically impossible.

“So in the end, innocent blood must be shed.”

The temperature felt from the assassin’s voice dropped even further.

And the moment the direction of the sword held in his hand slightly twisted.

Swoosh-!

The assassin’s body surged forward.

“Did you think I would docilely let you strike me!”

Cowen, who was remaining vigilant, swung his sword forcefully.

It was an agile movement unbefitting of his massive build.

However, the enemy was an expert deviating from ordinary standards.

Sss-

The assassin, who twisted his body mid-rush, lightly dodged Cowen’s attack.

The unreduced speed was fully loaded into the subsequent attack.

Whoosh-!

A sword flying towards his neck incredibly fast.

Cowen, who was already in an attacking posture, could not dodge.

“Cowen!”

Ria’s voice, close to a scream, rang out.

That moment.

Clang-!

Han-bit, who dug in between the two, strongly deflected the assassin’s sword.

Whir-

The assassin, who switched his grip on his bounced-off sword, brought it down towards Han-bit just like that.

The one who reacted to that attack was Cowen.

“Hup!”

Choosing his hand instead of his sword, he threw a punch towards the assassin’s face.

However, the assassin lightly raised his hand and blocked that attack.

“Did I look like a joke to you.”

Crunch-

A strong force was loaded into the hand holding the fist.

“Ugh!”

With a tremendous, agonizing pain as if his hand was being crushed, Cowen pushed the hand away and retreated backwards.

Sss-

At that time, a gentle white radiance wrapping around the assassin’s body.

Han-bit quickly pulled Cowen’s shoulder.

“Get out!”

Whoosh-!

Simultaneously, the assassin’s sword surged forward once again.

Han-bit, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands, drew the raging wind into the bluish-white blade.

“Heup!”

Han-bit threw his body and swung his sword as if striking downward.

And the moment the two swords clashed against each other.

Kwakwakwang-!

A massive shockwave spread out towards the surroundings.

“Ugh!”

“Young Lady!”

Cowen caught Ria right before she was blown away and covered her with his body.

At the end of his gaze as he barely lifted his head, only the figure of the assassin could be seen.

“F*ck…”

The bounced-off Han-bit was smashed straight into the wall.

There was no pain.

However, the overwhelming difference in power he hadn’t felt in a long while rummaged through his vivid memories.

– Omg;

– Is he really going to lose?

– To think Black Dragon would be done in like this;

– How are you supposed to beat that?

– Story -Finished-

Thud-

Han-bit, pulling himself out from the wall, set his stance once again.

Perhaps because the damage was tremendous, his movements had become far too sluggish.

“A peculiar power.”

The assassin muttered while looking at Han-bit’s sword.

However, he could not even imagine that it was the power of a spirit.

The Spirit Summoner massacre carried out 100 years ago.

Because the true power of spirits since then was practically in a forgotten state at this point in time.

“It will be difficult for you to endure it twice.”

The assassin, letting his sword hang loose, slowly moved his steps.

At that sight, Cowen kicked off the ground.

“Do you think I’ll just sit still and watch!”

The sword held with both hands was swung powerfully.

However, the assassin moved his hand without even turning his head.

Bang-!

A noise where one couldn’t possibly think swords had collided.

“Ugh!”

Cowen, blown away by the impact, fell to the floor.

The sword in his hands was precisely broken in half.

“Ah…”

Ria, who was watching the situation with a stiff body, let out a short sigh.

Then, as if to snap back to her senses, she shook her head and gripped her dagger.

“You are all equally foolish.”

The assassin’s gaze shifted to Ria.

“Young Lady…! Please run away!”

Cowen tried to raise his body no matter what.

However, the pain ringing throughout his entire body showed no signs of diminishing.

“Phew.”

Han-bit, who could at least move his legs, slowly moved to Ria’s side.

“Black Dragon…”

Ria mumbled his name as if she was about to cry.

The assassin approaching from the front while holding his sword.

If that arm moved, the two people would die just like that.

Even if they still had the Spirit Necklace, that too would only last a moment.

The clearly visible despairing outcome violently rushed through Ria’s mind.

Those feelings ultimately connected to anger.

“Because of you bastards…!”

Her father’s unfair false charges and death.

Even if it was a scheme by her uncle and Vares, the Holy State was behind it all.

She could not feel any emotions other than anger towards them who were trying to ruin both her past and present.

“It’s fine.”

Han-bit, who knew those feelings well, stood firmly blocking the front of Ria.

Even with a body that wasn’t moving properly, his hands gripped his sword tightly.

He had experienced situations like this countless times.

“I bear no ill will towards you all. As God shall look upon you, discard your wicked feelings and die.”

The assassin holding a lowered sword kicked off the ground.

And the moment the cold blade was about to touch his neck.

Rumble-!

A powerful gale rushed down.

“Ugh!”

At the sudden gust of wind completely different from before, the assassin stepped back.

“Even though I told you to be so careful.”

A welcomed voice heard from within the wind.

At the awaited voice, Han-bit raised his head.

“Master.”

“Focus on recovering your wounds. Since I cannot lose a disciple I obtained after tens of years.”

The white-haired old man said filled with sincerity.

The one who appeared in their desperate hour was Asla, the Swordsman of the Wind.

Han-bit’s master, and the strongest expert existing in Edlen right now.

– Omg.

– Why did Asla come?

– Master T. T

– This reassurance is insane;

– He’s the one who hit me.

– Teacher, please kill him.

“You are…”

The assassin, who fixed his posture, glared at Asla as if on guard.

The old man, who leisurely met his eyes, raised his sword and said.

“Come. I will cut you down together with your twisted faith.”