Count Scribe's Tutor

All other swords are in the sanctuary of Serrhaim.

Ferda's lips were cut off. It was because I had no sense of the purpose of the Holy Nation. I also had a bad feeling intuitively, so my anxiety was amplified even further.

Then Rundall opens his mouth again.

[I have a favor to ask of you.]

Ferda came out of the thought of asking a favor.

It was a bit sudden, but I had a rough idea of what to ask.

[I, Rudar Kaiwhiv, ask you to sign with me.]

I knew it.

Ever since Rundall asked for a sword, I've been expecting it. The sword that failed to save the contractor was thanks to what Frank said about falling asleep a long time after a little grace period.

Meanwhile, when Ferda didn't come back with an answer, did she get nervous?

[This may not be a bad condition for you.]

Rundall, who was silent, speaks again.

He then spoke in a confident voice.

[You would be perfectly capable of handling the power of the intangible.]

“How can you be sure? ”

[Because you have the full world of rage.]

Rundall insists that you don't pretend to know.

Soon after, he said something that was appealing to him.

[I also know the location of the sanctuary.]

“That means · · · · · · · · ·. ”

[You will also cooperate in finding another sword.]

This is getting interesting.

Ferda's eyes curl up like a crescent.

In fact, I was willing to sign a contract to some extent. There was also a strange power of intangible power, but more intrinsically, it was to fuck with the Holy Nation.

‘We have to fight them anyway. ’

For real, even to prevent a third disaster.

After much thought, Ferda soon resolved her decision.

And I was about to pull it out of my mouth.

[No way!]

Fran, who looked like a dead rat, pops out of nowhere.

He shouted at the whale in a loud voice.

[I'm against it! It's too small for me right now, but living with him makes it even smaller. You can't live in such a small space!]

And I used to say it was narrow inside.

Ferda asked out of pure curiosity.

“How small is it? ”

[By human standards, it is slightly smaller than this house.]

It's huge, isn't it?

Ferda stares at Frank with an absurd look on his face in Rundal's answer. Then he shouted, trying to hide his embarrassment.

[It's still too small for me! Imagine a house that had been on the fence for years suddenly split in half. How stuffy would you be? And as a contractor, you're more obliged to guarantee the right to a warranty.]

It followed Franc's characteristic conversation.

Immediately, I felt the urge to put my master in the knife, but I pushed myself closer. You wouldn't even listen to Rundall. Ferda frowned and tried to ignore Frank.

[If you contract with me, I will resolve your pain.]

Rundall, who was watching Frank, suddenly said so.

Ferda tilts her head and asks.

“My pain? ”

[If I were you, I could silence Prussian.]

All the hesitations that remained in the answer returned disappeared.

Ferda replied with a fresh face.

“I'll sign it right now. ”

[No! No! Whomever you want. Queek!]

Frank suddenly became silent, eager to rush forward.

A moment later, you hear Rundall's voice again.

[Rudar Kaiwhiv will recognize you as a contractor.]

As soon as he finished speaking, the scream in his hand disappeared.

It didn't mean it was completely gone. The feeling of holding the scaffolding was the same, but the scaffolding itself was hidden from his eyes.

“This is · · · · · · · · ·. ”

[It is part of the power of the intangible.]

It suddenly reminded me of the time I fought Nersio.

On the other hand, Rundal continues to talk.

[And if you open the power completely, you can use this too.]

Ferda's eyebrows then twitched once.

It was because the existence of the screamer was greatly diminished. Even the one holding the scaffolder couldn't tell if he was actually holding the scaffolder or if he was holding the void.

[The power of the intangible truly conceals its existence. However, the essence of the sword is valid because it is not lost.]

In fact, I felt like I knew what it meant when I showed it to him.

Just when I smiled like it was fun.

Rundal adds an explanation as if it's not over yet.

[It's also possible. Grab that table with your left hand.]

It was a sudden instruction, but I followed it.

And then something amazing happened.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Table disappearing before my eyes.

The touching of the table, on the other hand, remained the same. There were also notebooks and water bottles on the table. That meant that the notebook and the water bottle looked like they were just floating in the air.

Ferda immediately realized what this mysterious phenomenon meant.

“Do you make objects that touch your hands transparent? ”

[Yes. It will trigger automatically, if you wish.]

According to him, this time, when he thought he wanted to see the table, the table that was transparent was restored to its original appearance.

Ferda then ran some experiments.

And I realized two things:

‘Only objects that reach your hand disappear. ’

No matter how many objects overlap, you can make only objects you touch disappear. If at the same time he wanted to hold and trigger several objects, only the objects that touched his hand and the largest area turned transparent.

‘And · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

Ferda was currently wearing the Angel Gloves.

So I pulled out the thread and triggered the ability. Naturally, I hid my presence in an instant. Harder, tougher and sharper threads become transparent than tangled swords?

“What an aptitude for an assassin. ”

I could think of an endless number of ways to use it.

Ferda's mouth crept up. With the idea that I want something to use soon. I was about to close the deal and shove my master in the stables.

Twitch!

Suddenly, his shoulders trembled.

Familiar reaction. The mark of the assassin is nearby. Two are currently marked with the assassin's mark. He was the High Priestess of Serrhaim and the mysterious commander.

‘I don't know which one of them is. ’

It seemed perfect to use my new abilities.

Ferda hides herself in the room with a cold smile.

* * *

Meanwhile, the time.

A small candle was lit in the shabby lung of the northern part of the castle. When the curtain covered the window, the light no longer leaked out.

Unlike the silent outside again, the room was filled with dozens of people.

Knights armed with silver armor, shields and swords.

It was the paladins of Sererheim.

“Ew, what the hell happened in one day? ”

At that time, the one standing in the center of the paladins grabbed his head. A man in luxurious attire. He was the High Priest of the Holy Land. He grimaces his face as if it were a pain in the ass.

“· · · · · · · I should have dealt with him right away. ”

Silvan de Sernek.

He broke all plans prepared by the Holy Nation, the worst sinner appointed by the Holy Nation. The high priest sighs with a stuffy face.

Then the commander opens his mouth.

“I wouldn't worry about that right now. ”

“What?"

“Didn't you lend the sword to that man? ”

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

I'm afraid of finishing what the commander said.

The High Priest's face was pale at times.

“Hey, Sword! Where is Rudar Kaiwhiv!? ”

He opened his eyes wide as if he had realized what he had forgotten.

Unlike the urgent-looking High Priest, the commander was relaxed.

“Don't panic. We've taken action to retrieve it. ”

“The sword must be found. If I lose it, I'll get rid of you and me! ”

The High Priest grunts.

On the other hand, the commander shrugs in an unorthodox fashion.

“What are you going to do now? ”

“Stay hidden in the Ethiopia mines. ”

“Oh, without returning to the Holy Land? ”

“We're never going back until we have Prussian Languedall. ”

The High Priestess gave a decisive answer.

After a moment, he glances at the commander's eyes and says with a stiff face.

“Remember our mission, Burraine. ”

“Huh, your mission, not ours. ”

The mouth of a commander called Burraine twists strangely.

He replied with a smile that seemed cynical or ridiculed.

“I was never interested in swords. ”

“No, this is our mission. ”

The High Priest once again denied him his answer.

Then, he coldly glanced at the horse.

“If you do not cooperate, there is no reason to keep sinners, including yourself, alive. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

In response, Burlane immediately shuts up.

It looks like the High Priest or the Holy See has caught up in their weaknesses. On the other hand, the High Priest stuck his nose in Verlane's appearance. Then he looked back at the window and said,

“I'll send troops from my home country anyway. So we just have to hold on a little longer. Until then, the expedition will cease indefinitely. ”

With that said, the future course of action has been established.

Immediately the ambassador opened his mouth to deliver further instructions. But then, something caught fire in front of my starry eyes.

Bloop!

It looks like black paper.

The High Priest who discovered this narrowed his eyes.

“This is · · · · · · · · ·. ”

A magical tool used by commanders.

I've often seen Burraine use it, I know. As soon as I realized this, the High Priest's gaze naturally turned towards Burraine.

“What is this? ”

The answer never came back.

Burlane only looks at the black paper burning with a stiff face. The ambassador who felt a sense of glamour in his appearance warned him, crouching his face.

“If you thought it was useless. ”

“A servant I sent to retrieve the sword. ”

Then Verlane's answer came back.

His gaze slowly shifted toward the ceiling.

“Looks like the one who stole the sword is over our heads. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

The high priest opened his eyes.

It was because I realized what Burraine's words meant.

“Knights! Break the ceiling now! ”

“Yes, High Priest! ”

“I'll take my orders. ”

The paladins drew their swords as soon as they heard the High Priest's urgent shout.

And as I was approaching the ceiling,

Something unexpected happened.

Screaming!

It was due to the sudden amputation of the paladins' arms and legs, along with the scattered sound of the flesh on the blade.

“Ugh, ahhhh! ”

“My arm! Arms! ”

In a room that quickly became a mess.

The blood rushes to the floor, and the paladins roll. Some were even more severed in the process, and some were even severed.

And a sudden inferno.

The High Priest's face became blue all at once.

“What the hell is going on?! Why all of a sudden. ”

But he couldn't finish the sentence.

It was because I suddenly felt a cool feeling in my neck.

“I advise you not to act rashly. ”

Someone was behind him.

He pointed to the dying paladins.

“Unless you want to be like them. ”

The Assassin in the Rabbit Mask.

Ferda smiles coldly.

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