Going Into the Game With an Instant Death Skill

What are you talking about with a pierced mouth?

She couldn’t control her body trembling with anger and finally opened her mouth.

“Shut up. You will surely kill me someday.”

Changseong snorted.

“Yeah, that’s why you should make excuses and run away.”

“I’m running away…!”

“Was the Baekwol clan who was with you on the cliff at that time your brother?”

The cords of reason were cut and frayed.

“Even then, you abandoned your younger brother and ran away, and today you run like this again. The younger brother in the underworld will resent you, calling you a coward.”

“······································································!

Ashel’s whole body was dyed pure white.

A gigantic sword blasted from her sword pulled out of its sheath.

Aww!

***

Ashel went out to the terrace, and after a while, Changseong, who was on one side of the banquet hall, got up and went out to the terrace.

I was conversing with the king of Earth Hill and narrowed my brows as I watched the scene.

‘······what?’

I apologized to him and got up accordingly.

It could be just a coincidence, but it was because I heard anxiety.

And that anxiety was exactly right.

As I walked to the terrace and raised my super senses, I heard the sound of the two of them talking.

– Yeah, it looks like your life is at a loss in the end.

– Was the Baekwol who was with you on the cliff at that time your brother?

– Even then, he abandoned his brother and ran away, and today he runs away like this again. The younger brother in the underworld will resent you. While crying out to be a coward…

I tried to move faster with a cold, hard expression on my face. But it was then.

Aww!

A huge magical energy, and an explosion.

Everyone in the banquet hall turned their eyes in surprise.

The smoke cleared, and the figure of two people standing on the half-destroyed terrace was seen.

I salivated inside.

‘this······.’

Ashel was dyeing her whole body pure white and was activating even her racial traits.

Pulling out his sword, his blood-filled eyes spit out ghastly flesh.

And right in front of him, Changseong, standing calmly with one hand outstretched.

It was a sight where Ashel launched an attack and the spear blocked it.

In the midst of the commotion, the knights who stood guard around quickly gathered around, while others retreated far away from the side of the terrace.

I slowly walked towards the two men facing each other.

“Achelle.”

She glanced back at me when I called my name, but soon turned back to Changseong and stared at him.

The overlord, who suddenly approached me, tilted my head and said.

“What, you’re the 7th lord’s escort knight?

Changseong, who looked at me and the overlord, removed his outstretched hand and said.

“I was just defending against the attack. I must have misunderstood the lord over here.”

I laughed.

It was because it was ridiculous because he had heard all the conversations the two had with his extra senses.

What kind of bullshit are you talking about when you just openly utter such nonsense?

The overlord shifted his gaze to Ashel, tilted his head and said.

“Hmmm… did the 7th lords know more than that? Looking at that figure, they were not humans, they were white wolves?”

This was the first time the Overlord had ever seen Ashel using her racial traits.

I don’t even need to tell her, because I never told her.

People around her screamed at her remarks.

“Baekwol clan? If it’s a white wolf clan, obviously….”

“Yeah, in the Imperial House of Seinthea…”

Although it was 10 years ago, there was no one in the room who was unaware of the event that made the Empire tumultuous at the time.

No matter how low-ranking a prince was, it was a great case in which the imperial family was directly executed in the name of the imperial family.

I looked around and looked at the two of them again.

“The woman who attacked me now, as the overlord said, is a survivor of the Bai Yue clan.”

At that moment, Changseong’s voice temporarily put the commotion to rest, and a low-pitched sound echoed throughout the banquet hall.

“And the reason she attacked me is because of the grudge she holds against the royal family of Seinthea. So I understand it.”

Then, looking at Ashel again, she speaks in a polite voice.

“As the Holy Spirit of Seinthea, I express my sincere regret for the past mistakes of the imperial family.”

“············”.

“But it was not the will of the imperial family, but a catastrophe that the 5th Prince and his comrades carried out under a meticulous plan, and they were already judged by being executed under the strict justice of the imperial family. I understand your hatred towards the imperial family, but I believe that the enemy who destroyed your clan not.”

Ashhel’s body trembled.

I too was completely taken aback by his abhorrent words.

Changseong, Nome is the main culprit who directly annihilated Ashel’s clan according to the emperor’s orders.

Such a guy was saying the same thing as now, saying he had nothing to do with it.

The crime of the horrific massacre committed by the imperial family that day was not really behind it, but the 5th Prince and his aides were executed with complete cover on them.

The only ones who knew the truth were the Emperor, the Changsheng, and the only survivor, Ashhel. Except for me who played the game.

The emperor, who was standing nearby, was watching the situation with a calming gaze.

He had an expressionless face, but on the other hand, he felt a slight startled look, but it didn’t seem like Changseong was talking to the emperor.

Changseong, who glanced at the side of the emperor, exchanged glances with him and opened his mouth again.

“Survivor of the White Moon clan, if you still want to burn such fleeting hatred, I will gladly accept it.”

“············”.

“It means you can formally challenge me to a duel. If your sword touches me, then I’ll give you my neck as much as you want.”

With those words, it was only then that I understood the purpose of creation.

duel.

It seems that he provoked Ashel with this thought in mind from the beginning.

So what is the purpose? Do you want to take Ashel’s life by pretending to be a mistake?

It was just an obvious provocation that didn’t need to respond to anything, and there’s no way that Ashel could not have noticed.

But she was already half way out of her mind.

“Achelle, stop it.”

Ashel turned to me.

It was a time to tell them not to fall for obvious provocations, and to say that revenge can be promised later.

“I’m sorry, Ron.”

“············”.

“This time… Just this one time, please, please don’t stop me.”

It was a dangerously trembling voice, filled with all kinds of emotions.

She radiated murderous intent again and turned her gaze to Changseong.

“I’ll challenge you to a duel, Changseong. I’ll decapitate you just like you said.”

There was a lot of noise around him once, and Changseong looked at me.

“Will you allow me, Seven Lords? It’s a life-or-death decision that risked each other’s lives. Please swear that you won’t interfere in the duel until a clear victory or defeat is decided.”

“············”.

The crowd’s eyes turned to me.

The overlord next to me turned to look at me with interest, as always.

I sighed inwardly.

A duel between the 82nd level Ashhel and the 91st level genius.

In the first place, the outcome is a set match.

Because the 9th level difference between the 80s and 90s was a far-off gap that could not be crossed by any means.

In any case, it was impossible for Ashel to defeat Changseong, one of the Five Stars.

And from the way he spoke, it seemed that, as I had guessed, what he wanted was also Ashel’s life.

But it didn’t seem like Achel was already in a state where it could be dried.

It was the first time I had ever seen her spewing out such a vicious life.

The magical energy felt inside his body was boiling unstable, and the hand holding the sword twitched as if it were about to be swung towards Changseong’s neck even now.

······Should I dry this?

If you try to dry it, you will have to force it to dry.

There was no reason to allow a duel with a clear win or loss anyway. However······.

“············”.

I saw Ashel’s expression again and decided not to do it.

Whatever the outcome, it was because she felt like she was going to be greatly mistaken for some reason if she stopped this duel.

Eventually, I had to nod my head.

“good night.”

Thus, the duel between the two was accomplished.

***

The duel took place in the dance hall located right outside the banquet hall.

As spectators, only me and the overlords and emperors and the kings of other neutral countries were seated.

In the middle of the dance hall, Ashel and Changseong stood facing each other.

Changseong was holding a spear much longer than his height as a weapon in one hand.

Soon Changseong said to Ashel.

“I will give in to the advance.”

Neutral Nations Conference (7)

Changseong Quaden looked at Ashel standing opposite and recalled the memory of that day.

One of the Baekwol tribes that I missed due to a moment’s carelessness.

That small mistake was a memory that had bothered him like a thorn in his flesh to this day.

‘I hope we will meet like this.’

So for him, the current situation was unbearable. An opportunity that came by chance.

This time, I will kill and destroy the last one to form a perfect knot.

Changsung opened his mouth, lightly swinging the spear in his hand.

“I will give in to the advance.”

“············”.

Ashel’s whole body was dyed white again.

The momentum she was radiating was still horrendous, but unlike before, she had regained her composure to some extent.

The creation of Saintea.

In his memory, his inaction, who massacred his clan in the mountains 10 years ago, was nothing short of a monster.

Even the warriors of such a strong clan were swept away without being able to properly divide a few sums.

Still, Ashel did not think of defeat.

No, I didn’t try to think.

During the past 10 years, how many times have you not been able to jump and break walls and become stronger?

I don’t think about how big the gap with him will be. For now, I just believed in myself and raised my fighting spirit.

uh uh

The magical power, purified to the limit with the special ability, accelerated and circulated through Ashhel’s whole body.

It was an opponent who had no reason to look at the liver. Ashel raised her power from the start.

Her sword was dyed with pure white brilliance, and a white magic ring shimmered all over her body.

Changseong stood calmly and looked at her like that. Whatever you do, it seems like you’ll be waiting for it. A blue aura blew out of his spear.

And in the next moment, the new model of Ashel was shot towards Changseong like an island battle.

Aww!

The blade and spear interlocked with a roar.

Changseong, who lightly blocked the attack without retreating a single step, turned the spear round and raised it up. Ashel tilted her head.

She bent straight away, avoiding even the attack that aimed at her neck and swung her sword again. A blow aimed at the bottom. Changseong simply turned the window around and blocked it.

A serious battle ensued.

Swords and spears collided non-stop, and sometimes they split open air. The white and blue lines intersected and intertwined.

A powerful shock wave was created in one collision, and the anticipation that seemed to cut them even if they got a little closer swept around the two of them.

Among the spectators, those of less advanced level could not follow their movements at all.

He only retreated further from the boundary line, pale and tired of the magical impact and shock wave spreading in all directions.

The flow of the workshop flowed toward Ashel attacking and Changseong defending.

Changseong also occasionally counterattacked, but in general, it seemed that Ashel was pushing him.

‘······· rather than I thought!’

A slight pleasure sprung up in Ashel’s heart.

The creativity was clearly strong.

But it wasn’t as overwhelming as I thought. There seemed to be a glitch in his defense slowly.

Ashel added strength and speed to the limit of the attack.

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more. Then it really felt as if the sword could hit his neck. But······.

“············”.

As time passed and the sum increased, Achel’s complexion slowly hardened.

It was because I gradually recognized the disparity.

No matter how much he swings his sword, the gap is not narrowing at any point. Like a mirage that could not have been reached from the beginning.

Kaang!

The sword and spear blades interlocked, and in an instant, the workshop stopped.

Ashel made eye contact with Changseong. His eyes were as cold and dry as when he started the duel.