Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

Chapter 206 Demon Sword vs. Divine Sword (3)

Sylvia said she needed to be prepared to smoke her world tree, and locked herself in her room, while Baek Woojin was guided inside the castle by Serin, who was waiting in front of her conference room.

“The elves are Sylvia-sama, the dwarves are Tycoon-sama, and we are following Dapple-sama.”

Serin explained the relationship between the races formed inside Linden Castle.

“Tycoon is the leader of the Graybeard clan. He is also good at fighting, but he is said to have tremendous crafting ability to be called a blacksmith. But he speaks few words. He might say a word a week or not.”

– The Graybeard tribe is reliable.

‘Are you famous?’

– Among Dwarves, he has a great reputation for his dexterity. But, contrary to what that child said, the battle is not good.

“Um, and Daffle-sama… .”

Unlike other leaders, Serin did not open her mouth hastily.

“He was originally brave, caring and confident. But that’s… uh? That person is Dapple.”

Serin did not speak his words and pointed to the blonde young man who was heading towards the wall.

“Well… .”

Baek Woojin frowned when he saw a young man named Dapple and the articles that followed him.

‘You look difficult.’

His complexion was pale, and there was no leeway in his expression. He looked precarious, as if he was about to fall.

It was as if he was carrying a heavy load that did not fit his body.

“Defle was the next castle in Linden Castle. After the death of Seongju, the master of the divine sword, I suddenly became the successor.”

Serin looked at Daffle’s back with sad eyes.

“The former Seongju was a very good person, and he is still suffering a lot because he saw him die right in front of his eyes.”

– You haven’t been able to get out.

‘It won’t be easy.’

It was only after listening to Serin’s words that I understood why Dapple looked like that.

Seeing his esteemed father die in front of his eyes, the fact that his spirit was not broken was commendable.

“Sylvia-sama, Daffle-sama, and Tycoon-sama have a meeting to decide what’s going on inside the castle.”

“For the fact that the three races are gathered together, it feels more united than I thought.”

“We’ve been together for a long time, and there are many times we saved each other’s lives. Leaving the race, we are colleagues!”

Serin nodded his head as if it was natural. They are different races in many ways, but trust has built up in each other because they have been through the crisis together for a long time.

“What is the cycle in which the slaves of the divine sword appear?”

“In the past, it used to appear once a week, but now the frequency is increasing. They show up almost every day.”

– Is the incentive no longer working, so you appear more often and threaten?

‘I think so.’

The man who is called the master of the divine sword is a monster that follows the light and eats the people who came to this place, like a lantern maw.

He is shaking the bait more and more often because the threat doesn’t work.

“What is the name of the master of the divine sword?”

“It’s Boran Blick.”

– It was the Blick family.

‘know?’

– As the high elf said, this is a famous swordsmanship. He used great swordsmanship, and the people’s personalities were cool and bright.

Darkness wiped out his taste buds as if it were a pity.

He’s had several quarrels with the Bleekes, but never had a problem. They were such good-natured people.

“The Blick family came all the way to the center and bought time for us, the dwarves, and the elves to escape. But Boran betrayed everyone and sold the hiding places of the reinforcements and their weaknesses to the Empire.”

“her!”

– What kind of madman are you!

“Because of the information he sold, most of the Blick family’s prosecutors and reinforcements lost their lives. That’s why we don’t mention his name here.”

“Well… .”

It seems that the reason Sylvia and others don’t call Boran Bleek by the name is because of his demonic behavior.

“Everyone is anxious. He knows that when the devil comes in, he will all die.”

Serin wiggled his fingers and lowered his head. She shrugged her shoulders as if she was anxious, and she wept.

“It will be fine.”

Baek Woojin smiled softly and patted Serin on the shoulder.

It’s the first time I’ve seen Serin, but it’s heartbreaking to see such a young child come out on the wall to fight and suffer from anxiety every day.

– It’s complicated in many ways.

‘It doesn’t have to be complicated.’

-what?

‘We only have one month to be here. In the meantime, just think about what you can do. He kills a piece of garbage called Boran, and protects everyone by planting a world tree in the Rhine forest. It’s simple.’

– It sounds so simple.

Darkness chuckled and laughed. Baek Woojin’s simple arrangement was a laugh that I liked.

“Um, what is the spirit that Baek Woojin signed with?”

Serin shifted her topic, swiping her eyebrows at how embarrassed she was that she had been crying.

“I am this child.””Well?”

Serine waved her hand, and a silph the size of her palm appeared. Baek Woojin looked at Sylph and tilted his head.

“I think you can summon Jin instead of Sylph with the energy you have.”

“I heard that from Sylvia-sama too. But he said it was difficult to connect with the higher spirits because there is no world tree.”

“I did.”

It was strange because it felt like the spirits of Serin and the elves were clogged up, but now I understand. Because of the lack of a world tree, only spirits with a level lower than their abilities could be connected.

“I haven’t changed anything.”

“Yes?”

“Ignis.”

A red space opened at Baek Woojin’s call, and Ignis the size of a puppy appeared.

[Kyawoong?]

As soon as Ignis got down on the ground, he looked at Baek Woojin with a fat expression as if there was no chicken.

– He’s very consistent.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been out, is it chicken as soon as I see it?”

“Damn!”

As Baek Woojin and Heukm sighed, Serin saw Ignis and screamed.

“So cute! What is this child?”

“Ignis. You are my fire spirit.”

“Hey, can I touch it?”

Serin was drooling without her knowing.

“it’s okay.”

Baek Woojin nodded. Ignis was accustomed to being stroked because she was tormented by Ara Hong.

[Large… ]

Ignis enjoyed Serin’s touch and glanced at Baek Woojin. It looked as if there was really no chicken.

“I’ll give it to you to fill up later.”

[Creung.]

Ignis blew his nostrils out and bit his mouth all over.

-right! Now I remember!

‘what? Any good thoughts on this place… ’

– How are you going to do my drama?

“… .”

**

The next day, Baek Woojin walked around the castle alone.

Even in broad daylight, there was not an inch of gap between those who stood guard. But he couldn’t hide the anxiety in his eyes.

– Are you interested in me?

‘It’s probably because of the seeds.’

Everywhere he went, his eyes followed. They did not feel their own powerlessness or the energy of the spirits.

I just thought it was a miracle that humans from abroad had the seeds of the world tree.

-Actually, looking at the guys in this castle, it’s easy enough to hold on.

‘okay. Everyone is of low standard.’

None of those in this castle were aware of their power or the spirit’s energy.

They wouldn’t expect them to be of any help militantly.

‘Turn off your mind and let’s take a look.’

Baek Woojin didn’t care who looked at him, he wandered around the castle at will.

‘It’s a dapple.’

Baek Woojin was walking around the western wall when he ran into a dapple called the lord of this place. He paused for a moment to look at himself, but passed by without saying anything.

– I can’t afford it. it will collapse soon

‘My eyes are dead.’

Seeing his father’s death right before his eyes, his eyes sank deeper than the depths of the sea, perhaps because he had assumed the heavy post of Seongju at a young age. He looked like he was going to collapse on his own before long.

Zeng!

As Baek Woojin was feeling the bitterness on the tip of his tongue, the sound of a hammer came from somewhere.

-Well?

‘A hammer?’

-I’m serious? Kim Jang-hoon is more than inspiration.

It was the sound of a hammer that was higher than Kim Jang-hoon. Baek Woojin unknowingly moved to the place where the hammer sound was heard.

Zeng!

A dwarf with beaked eyes, with a long gray beard neatly tied, was beating the wide iron plate. Every time he struck the hammer, it seemed that the flames of the furnace were gushing out.

“Twitch!”

The dwarf, who had been knocking on the iron for a while, kicked his tongue and threw the iron plate he was knocking on. He raised his head to pick up another iron plate and made eye contact with Baek Woojin, who was standing in front of the entrance.

“uh… ?”

The dwarf turned his head in an absurd way and spread his chin wide open.

“Ho, maybe you are the human who brought the seeds of the world tree?”

“That’s right.”

“Huh, everyone has twisted eyebrows.”

“Yes?”

“You can’t recognize a swordsman like you, and to say that you’re a low-level elemental, they’re crazy! Ha ha ha ha!”

The dwarf clapped as if it was ridiculous and burst into madness.

– Some people recognize you.

‘It was the same with Kim Jang-hoon’s father-in-law. Are the artisans good-natured?’

People in the castle regarded Baek Woojin as a spirit samurai because he was not at the level to feel his powerlessness.

The elves also lost their senses as the world tree disappeared, so they thought Baek Woojin’s spirit was not very high.

It was because their level was far below Baek Woojin.

However, the Dwarf in front was the only one who felt the power that Baek Woojin had hidden.

“My name is Tycoon.”

“The Dwarf Chieftain… .”

“That’s right. Unwillingly, I am the leader.”

The dwarf chief and master tycoon that Serin spoke of was the dwarf right in front of him.

“May I ask how old you are?”

“I am 19 years old.”

“I, really? At that age and at that level?”

“Not that great… .”

“You are too humble. In my 450 years of life, I’ve never seen anyone at that age with as much power as you.”

Serin said that Tycoon had no words, but to Baek Woojin, it was nothing short of a chatter.

“Your body and swordsmanship are all trained to perfection. The more you look, the better it gets uh?”

Tycoon praised Baek Woojin, but when he saw the Black Jeonhopo, his eyes lit up.

“Is the material for this outfit Manticore Rex leather?”

“That’s right.”

“The materials are the best, but the craftsmanship is not bad either. It looks a little rough, but there’s more to it than that. It also fits your body perfectly.”

Tycoon nodded his head as if it wasn’t a bad thing and continued.

“It’s a great piece of clothing with a heart. Good stuff.”

“thank you.”

Baek Woojin smiled broadly. Upon hearing Seo In-ah’s praise, he felt as if it was his job.

-Hey. Didn’t Serin say that inspiration was reticent? Are you talking about yourself?

‘Yeah.’

Baek Woojin nodded his head slightly as if in agreement.

“Why don’t you set up your sword like that and not carry it with you?”

“It is black.”

Baek Woojin glanced at the darkness and answered.

“Huh, have you already set up your heart’s sword? That’s great.”

“Yes?”

Tycoon interpreted Baek Woojin’s words at will.

“I’ve never seen a great swordsman like you wearing such plain clothes.”

“Well…”

Baek Woojin looked down at his clothes. His battle uniform was torn, and he was wearing the thin clothes Serin gave him and leather armor.

“I just saw it. Doesn’t iron get stuck?”

“That’s right.”

“Then I’ll make you an armor that’s perfect for you. They also have good ingredients.”

“Yes? Why all of a sudden… .”

“A savior has appeared to save us, so we have to do this.”

Tycoon smiled broadly. He spoke like a father, but it was a cool smile that showed no sign of intention.

“Everyone is tired. How long do you have to be like this? Now that there is no support, the anxiety is growing day by day. Then Sylvia told me about you. With your help, I think I can make a world tree.”

“Well… .”

“Honestly, I didn’t have much hope. Even with the seeds of the World Tree, you won’t be able to push the monster out of the forest. But I thought you could defeat that monster.”

“I haven’t even seen who he is yet.”

“Your swordsmanship will be able to break it. Please.”

Tycoon grabbed Baek Woojin’s hand. Sylvia felt it too, but these were not other races, they just seemed to see humans.

“In six days, I will make an armor that is perfect for you!”

**

In the middle of the Rhine forest.

A handsome man with red hair was sitting on a throne made of pure white bones. In front of him was a sword that gave off a holy white light.

“Boran.”

A dark elf appeared in front of the man and prostrated himself.

“There is no movement on the side of the Seiran Alliance and Shukan Castle. They seem to have given up their support for Linden Castle.”

“okay? I’ve been eating it for a long time.”Boran, a young boy caught off guard, grinned. In the meantime, he had killed all the supporters from outside the castle, so it seemed like he had given up on support altogether.

“Did he still not want to move?”

“He said he had something important to do.”

“I’m getting bored.”

Boran tapped the skull and continued.

“Take one more week and if it still doesn’t move, let’s finish it.”

“all right.”

“The people I will bring back alive from that castle are high elf bitches and old dwarves.”

“Of course I do. I will prepare it.”

The dark elf nodded his head and disappeared like smoke in front of Boran.

“It must be the last time I see that castle.”

Boran smiled brightly. It was a bizarre laugh that was filled with both sacredness and intimacy at the same time.

“Where are we going to eat next?”

**

The humans of light, who became slaves to the divine sword, came and surrounded Linden Castle without missing a day for three days.

They appeared in the evening when the sun went down and did nothing until the sun came up, just watching the castle.

Slaves of the Holy Sword appear with the appearance characteristics they had while they were alive.

Those who guard the fortress walls are experiencing the daily suffering of preventing their colleagues or volunteers who have come to rescue them from attacking the castle in reverse.

It was a more terrifying method than an open attack.

On the fourth day, more slaves of the divine sword than ever before surrounded the wall.

Perhaps because of the large number, those guarding the wall trembled when they saw the faces they missed.

parents, brothers, colleagues, comrades. Seeing those who would miss them even in their dreams as slaves of the divine sword and staring at them was nothing more than a hell of an inheritance.

Everyone prayed inwardly. Please put your hands together and pray to God to save them and give them rest.

“The divine sword did that shit, and it doesn’t make sense to pray to God.”

Baek Woojin smiled and raised his hand.

“Aren’t we supposed to pray to the devil this time?”

**

“Wow!”

Daffle clenched her teeth as she looked down at the wall.

In front of the gate was his father. His father, who had been killed by the monster of the divine sword, became his slave and was staring at him.

“father… .”

His father, who was braver and more affectionate than anyone else, became the monster’s minion. His heart felt like it was going to break.

fast!

teeth are broken I was so angry that I couldn’t save my father, and that I couldn’t kill the demon who had taken hold of me.

He is not alone. Everyone in this castle felt the same sorrow as you.

“Damn it!”

Curse came out of nowhere. It seemed that if I could save them, I could do anything.

jerk.

As I was about to give up everything and sit down, I heard the sound of someone approaching. He was the man who brought the seeds of the world tree.

“Ignis.”

The man stretched out his hand and mumbled something. Red flames rose through the sky following his hand.

Aww!

Breaking through the barrier of flames that soared to the sky, a huge fire dragon appeared. I could feel the firepower and presence that took my breath away just by looking at it.

“Fear fire.”

At the man’s instructions, the fire dragon spewed out flames red like blood. All the slaves of the divine sword surrounding the wall were engulfed in flames.

“It’s no use though… .”

Daffle shook his head. It was the first powerful summoned beast I had ever seen, and the firepower was enough to burn my skin from a distance, but it was meaningless.

Even if the slaves of the divine sword die like that, they will regenerate quickly and appear on the spot.

However, a completely different scene unfolded from Daffle’s thoughts.

Aww!

Each time the slaves of the divine sword were reborn, the red flames moved and burned all of them again.

Whoa!

After burning and regenerating 20 times, not a single slave of the divine sword remained.

Within a week, the light disappeared from the wall, and darkness fell.

“Three, my God… .”

“Si, the slaves of the divine sword are gone!”

“Wow, what did you do!”

“What the hell is that dragon… .”

Humans, elves, and dwarves alike lost their souls in the faces of everyone, and fell back in panic.

“I felt like sleeping with the lights on these days… .”

Baek Woojin looked back and smiled.

“Let’s get some sleep after a long time.”