55 – Grief and the Black Knights (1)

“Ah, f*ck… this is really up to 100 million…”

I turned my head in surprise at the sound of rattling.

Unsurprisingly, the undead knights I was thinking of just now were staring at me and approaching.

“Oh… like a dog…”

As soon as I made eye contact with them, I turned around and tried to run, but

I had no choice but to give up.

It was because my whole body was shaking and I couldn’t control my body properly.

If I had to pursue a chase like before with this condition, I would probably pass out before going even one kilometer.

In the first place, there was no way he could easily escape against the premature ejaculation undead cubs who were faster than those rabbits.

Damn, the fast-footed undead…

“Piren, what the hell is this chewy?”

A senile old bastard… Are you excited to show off your skills after a long time?

I spit out the blood that pooled in my mouth,

They murmured curses at their Creator, who was not present.

“Haa… Whoa…”

Controlling his swaying body, he raised the sword that had been touching the ground like a staff.

The tip of the sword trembled because the arm muscles were convulsing.

He frowned at the intense pain that seemed to hit his whole body.

“The body condition kills me once…”

Maybe if you just hit one, you’ll really die?

The insomnia that had accumulated for three days, the fatigue from sprinting, and minor injuries all over the body.

All of that overlapped, and he was in the worst physical condition.

Of course, the black knights in front of me didn’t seem to care about my physical condition.

ㅡChuck, chuck, chuck…

The black knights must have realized that I had no intention of running away, so they each drew their swords and started aiming at me.

“Haha… isn’t that really too much…”

Seven swords heading towards me.

Among them, one who appeared to be a captain stepped forward.

It was the guy with Professor Bligh’s neck tied around his waist.

“Escape is the end.”

“Even if you don’t tell me, you know…?”

I replied annoyedly, holding the sword with both hands.

Maybe it’s because I don’t have enough strength in my hand, the sword feels heavy.

To buy some time to rest,

I asked, glancing at the neck dangling from his waist.

“Why the hell do you wear around the professor’s neck like an accessory?”

“It is one of the classic tactics to hang the head of an enemy commander in plain view to lower the morale of the enemy on the battlefield.”

The black knight responded to the question with a proud tap on Bligh’s neck, which was tied around his waist.

“This ruler was strong. It was worth hanging around his waist.”

“……”

“On top of that, the way he fought for the students he had to protect even in the face of a corner. It was great.”

The knight said so, and thumped his chest as if he was impressed.

I gave him a cold look and murmured.

“……He was crazy, this…”

No matter how undead they are, it’s not uncommon to be in such a crazy state…

Did Pyren resurrect and repair the mental part of the soul…?

“I’m also curious about your blood, are you really worth hanging around my waist…?”

A knight who said so with eyes wet with madness.

I drool over him and set my posture.

“f*ck… I hate bastards like that the most…”

Slightly tilting the sword I held up, let’s assume the basic posture of kendo,

The seven knights began to move in unison.

ㅡKung, thump, tuck, teo-duck!

Heavy footsteps echoed, and the next moment.

ㅡChaeng! Chichik… empty!!

In the forest dyed with autumn leaves, the rupture of metal colliding with metal began to reverberate.

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Meanwhile at that time.

The beginning of the forest where Team 4 is in danger.

ㅡHee hee hee!!

“Hey!!”

The sound of horses spurring the ground resounds.

Two horses cutting through the wind and running on the ground of red leaves.

Riding on it was Aaron, the homeroom professor of Class 2 A, and Lucy, the first princess of the Empire.

Aaron shook the reins relentlessly and shouted at Lucy, who was speeding ahead.

“Princess! Slow down! It’s dangerous!!”

“No time to hang around! Raiden might be in danger!”

Lucy ignored Aaron’s cry and spoke even faster.

Aaron let out a small salivation at Lucy’s disobedience.

Originally, he was supposed to have gone out alone to find the 4th group where the signal was cut off, but

Lucy overhears Aaron and Kate’s conversation and insists that she be taken with her, so Aaron has no choice but to move with Lucy.

Aaron sped up after Lucy and caught up behind her.

Lucy, who was running while staring straight ahead, glanced at Aaron, who was approaching her side, and asked.

“Where did you say the last place where the 4th group signal was caught?!”

“It’s the end of the forest! If you keep running like this, you’ll come to the ‘Canyon of the Mutangang River’, so let’s run straight through the canyon!”

ㅡTagdak, tagdak, tagdak…

The sound of horses’ hooves quickly roamed through the woods,

The professor and the princess chased the disappearing signal and ran and ran.

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And, at that time again.

the heart of the forest.

“Whoa… that’s hard…”

Golden Taeyang, whose whole body was covered with scars, was sitting on the floor breathing heavily.

In front of him were horribly smashed trees and rocks rolling around.

At his feet were four undead knights who had been roasted.

“Haa…. At least for the undead, what’s so strong?”

At the last moment, Geumtaeyang grumbled as he blocked the wound on his abdomen, which he had severely cut while recklessly attacking.

The wound was bigger than expected, and a lot of blood was oozing out.

On the white shirt he was wearing, red blood slowly spread.

“Tsk…”

Golden Sun clicked his tongue slightly and withdrew the sparking blue current from his hand.

When the flash of blue that shimmered in his hand disappeared, his hair turned from white to blonde again.

Taeyang Geum sighed as he brushed off his hands, which were tanned from sparking.

“Hiya… this, this… it shouldn’t be like this with just 4 undead…”

He let out a self-deprecating smile and bit his lip.

On his face, which was rare, instead of a meaningless smile, there was a hardened expressionless expression.

Golden Sun exudes a different, heavier atmosphere than usual.

He gleamed darkly in his white eyes, and quietly stroked his forearm.

On his tanned forearm, a two-pronged lightning pattern was lightly engraved.

“To avenge my family, I must become stronger…”

He murmured an incomprehensible word, and tightened his collar again.

As he hid the pattern inside his sleeve, he returned to his usual lighthearted mood.

He took a deep breath, dusted himself off, and stood up.

“Whoa… Shall we go back to base camp?”

His left hand was still bleeding from the wound in his abdomen.

ㅡTuk, tuk…

Drops of red dripping onto the floor, he took a step.

“Come to think of it… what happened to the idiots~? I hope they escaped well~”

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In the forest wet with autumn leaves, where the green color is lost and red leaves are scattered.

A sea of trees where the leaves fall with the wind and the rustling sound resonates calmly.

below that,

ㅡTung! so good!! bang!!!

“f*ck!!”

The ruptures caused by swords clashing violently echoed.

I let go of the sword attacks coming from all directions little by little and stepped backwards.

The undead knights began to press me harder as if they would not give me a chance to escape.

ㅡTung! baek!

“Kuhuheugh…!”

Trying to swing the sword while his body was in tatters was like dying.

Among the many solid silver lines drawn in the air, all I can do is

avoid,

avoid,

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It’s not even hit and run anymore.

It’s just run and run.

“Haap!!”

If you cut off one sword attack rushing in with a great spirit, six sword strikes will come flying right away.

Dangerous.

Connections flow naturally like flowing water.

ㅡpain!

Kicks one of the rapidly approaching knights, then jumps backwards as if leaping.

ㅡPing, wee love liquid!!

ㅡTang!

Hitting the arrows flying through the air,

Turn around and take cover among the trees, blocking the arrow’s path.

“Heh-uh… Heh-uh…”

The lungs are hot.

The respiratory tract seems to be on fire,

My side hurts like being stabbed with an awl.

Take care of the mind that is getting far away.

However, the view is still blurry.

“Haha… Haa… Haa…”

ㅡChuck, chug, chug…

The footsteps of the knights begin to sound terrifying.

I groaned as I held on to my shoulder, which had been cut in the previous attack.

Damn, this could be really dead…

Things turn around like sh*t.

The enemies are stronger than I thought,

I am more tired than I thought.

“Sir… No matter how much I think about it, there is no answer at this rate…”

Let’s mumble so in a frustrated heart,

Through the fatigue, one thought passed through my mind.

ㅡShould I use the paddle that I haven’t used in the meantime and hid it…?

Spare cards I hadn’t taken out yet.

Some things are too early to reveal to the world,

some are so powerful,

Some of them are difficult to use,

Cards withheld from use and placed at the bottom of the deck.

The risks that most of them carry are great,

These are the things I try not to touch…

“…….”

….Yes, f*ck. What is the risk?

It looks like I’m falling behind right now. You have to live once.

To overcome this hopeless situation,

Among the bunch of cards, I decided to draw one spare that was on the bottom.

—-Then, which card would you draw?

The most helpful card in the current situation of lack of power.

A card that can wipe out tricky enemies in front of you.

“……”

I thought for a moment, then picked up a card.

And that card was none other than the ‘Sword of Grief’.

“Haa… Considering the risk, it’s not a particularly good choice…”

I let out a small sigh and complained.

But what can I do, as I said before, isn’t it first to survive?

I let out a drool and threw the sword I was holding onto the floor.

ㅡ Jjaeng! With Tang!!

It must have already been at its limit, the blade that shattered as soon as it touched the ground.

I look at the pieces of iron falling to the floor,

I slowly moved my empty hand and moved it to my waist.

ㅡ click…

A sword that exudes cool energy is grasped in my hand.

A feeling of grip that is familiar to the hand.

ㅡKeyi Ik!!!

When my hand touches him, he cries ferociously.

The sword body trembled, and a blue aura flowed through the sheath.

ㅡChuck….

The black knights approaching me stop and look at me.

To be precise, the blue dawn blooming between my fingertips and the sword body.

ㅡSureureung…

I put strength in my hand and slowly draw the sword.

A black blade slowly comes out of the scabbard.

At the same time, blue flashes of light swirl around the sword.

ㅡ wheee

The strong autumn wind creates a whirlpool around me.

The fallen leaves respond to the wind’s call, wrapping around me and turning.

My black bangs flutter into my field of vision, covering and moving away from the front of my eyes repeatedly.

“Whoa…”

A flash of blue, and red leaves flying over it.

And at the center of it all, a boy with black hair.

Before I knew it, the sword of sorrow was held in my hand, completely out of its scabbard.

After obtaining the Sword of Grief,

It was the first footing.

ㅡKiii Iik!!!!

For the first time, the sword of sorrow that had come out of the world roared fiercely.