Dragon Poor

“Hmm."

Even the knights were extremely curious about the contents of the letter, but they did not express their curiosity outwardly like the knights of the Guardians who practice silence.

“Is there a wizard in the Imperial Circle who can connect us? ”

“One of the Imperial Wizards lives in Mansk. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk said without delay to bring the wizard into the room.

“I'd like to communicate with the city. ”

“I'll connect you right away. ”

Like all wizards, the Imperial Wizard was directly focused on his work, without having to worry about the situation in the room that became chaotic.

“It's connected.”

You hear Ophelia's voice over the crystal sphere, wanting to see a flash from the contact stones and crystal spheres set by the wizard for a moment.

[You never know what will happen to you if you leave once.]

I didn't have anything to say because I had a history. He sweats at Ofelia's reprimand and serves a long line of excuses.

“I got into trouble again somehow.... ”

[Do you really want me to bind you to the Imperial Court?]

In the short term, Ophelia let go, and Kim Sun-hyuk promised not to do this anymore.

Ofelia, of course, didn't believe his promises, but didn't blame him anymore.

[You must have read the letter, considering you were more careless than that.]

Before I even asked, I started counting matters and brought up this story, so it was just nice to meet Kim Sun-hyuk who had been sweating for a long time.

“How do you know that? ”

[You may have many questions, but this will all be resolved when you return.]

After giving you a bandage, Ofelia replied that it doesn't matter how she got the information right now. Chuck notices that he is concerned about the security of the communication magic, and he no longer inquires.

Whatever she said, it wasn't the source of information or the status quo that mattered.

[Early on, King Roahim considered that staying in the Imperial family was not enough, and for this reason, he exerted considerable flexibility.]

Considering the duties and constraints of the coordinator, Marek was unable to live as a normal noble. Moreover, it was not possible to tie such a person up in the kingdom like a commonly noble.

It couldn't have been easy.

It would have been a more difficult decision for the monarch to suppress the nobles' taxes for absolute monarchy authority. But Theodore must have deemed it worthy to capture the Sword, given its privilege.

It was a reasonable decision as Kim Sun-hyuk, who understands Marek's true ability, but on the one hand, it was also a far too special privilege to give just because he was just a knight on the hill.

Basically, Adesden's tolerance was close to a deal that needed to be exchanged with each other. However, I was curious about what superhumans had done that had never shown proper abilities, since Marek was the only one who received special benefits unilaterally.

But the answer to that question was in a letter from Ofelia.

- Dear you.

Marek Schneil Loahim's level is 68, which surpasses the average level of the top knights in the empire, 40, which is surprising to see that even the Imperial Knights of Lanehart is only level 54. So please avoid fighting swords and swords, but if not, please contact me...

Surprisingly, Adesden's judgement of talent was level. It was strange not to be surprised that the standards that would be unified among the Gentiles came out in unexpected places.

It was not only surprising.

The letter contained not only Marek's level, but also the Department of Disease.

Marek's disease was the Sword Master. It is a perfect bottle for a sword that can be shaped by will and pressurized against its target.

Knowing Marek's information didn't make me happy.

Marek was not only a highly qualified specialist, but also thought to be at the top of the disease, which was not very good news for him before the duel.

If there was only one consolation, it was that Marek's power was rapidly declining even at this moment.

[When the king first saw the Loahim ball, his level was clearly 92. However, shortly after the summoning, he dropped a total of ten or more levels and is now only 68 below.]

Ophelia thought that the decline in level was due to aging, but Kim Sun-hyuk thought differently.

Marek's sudden descent immediately after the summoning and sudden search for a successor were no coincidences.

Marek was dying.

It was the end of my destiny as a tuner given to me by the world, so I didn't know if the death I had put off was as close as mine, or if I was looking for a new tuner because neither he nor Marek's.

[I hoped that the battle between you and Lord Raohim would be over as far into the future as possible, because I knew that the strength of the Raohim ball would deteriorate as the sun went down, while you knew that you would continue to grow.]

The only thing I know for sure is that Marek's power is rapidly deteriorating even at this moment.

Nevertheless, Marek's level was almost 70, and the gap between him was enormous. And it was never easy to close that gap. I didn't even know that defeat was a fact.

If he was alone.

[But things have already happened, and I can't blame you forever. So I'm going to tell you the secret that my father reserved just in case.]

And Ofelia did not fail his expectations.

* *

The next morning, a guest came to Mansk territory before dawn.

“Grand Duke.”

“Sir Roland. It's been a while.”

Once a knight of Griffindor, now a knight of the Adenberg Empire, Jean-Marie de Lolland and Griffin Devon.

“I don't know what the hell it is. I came as soon as I was told to. ”

How quickly she flew in was not what Roland usually prefers to be on the outside. It was clear that he had flown to Mansk without hearing any details.

Kim Sun-hyuk said to Lollang, who was complaining that she wouldn't have been able to meet the seal if she hadn't left a few days ago.

“I don't know what's going on, but I'm glad my visit was helpful. ”

The vainglorious Lollant makes an elongated smile that makes him feel quite good as long as he can lift himself up.

But Roland's smile was not long.

“I'll only borrow Lord Griffin for one day. ”

I guess I didn't expect him to suddenly say he'd borrow a Devon.

“D, why is Debone suddenly…. ”

A Roland who abandoned his homeland to retain his position as a Griffin Rider. His demands were unheard of.

“He flew in without rest for a few days, so we need to rest now. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk said to Lollang who refused the request as an excuse for fatigue from long distance flights.

“I'm a Wyvern Rider, too, so don't worry. ”

He protested several times, but it didn't work.

Of course, Griffin's current owner was Kim Sun-hyuk, and Roland was merely a rider who borrowed Griffin for a ride. The original owner didn't even ask for it, but he only wanted to borrow it for a day, so he couldn't be stubborn until the end.

“D-Davon... ”

“Devon. You okay? ”

Grrr.

Lollant's words are disdainful. He approaches the winged beast and pretends to be close to him. Devon rubs his head against the size and drops his charm.

You don't seem to care about Roland anywhere else.

“Ah…. ”

Even the monster who used to love and care for him turned away, and Lollang became shocked.

“It's not dangerous, is it? ”

And how many times did Roland ask you to make sure Devon doesn't get hurt?

“I'll try. ”

Of course, the answer that came back was vague, neither this nor that, and Roland was now completely crying.

“Rest. I'm going to fly with him for a while. ”

When Kim Sun-hyuk got into the saddle, Debone cried out for a long time and flapped her wings forcefully. It was as natural as if I had been riding a Devon from the beginning.

“Devon... ”

Once again, she shakes her head for a moment to see if she feels dizzy.

* *

After a short flight with Devon, Kim Sun-hyuk regained his sense of flight that he had forgotten for a while and has been stuck in his room ever since.

I didn't think about Julian, who became a mercenary today, and I only focused on fighting Marek.

“Hmph. It's not easy. ”

I tried to do things with the hypothetical Marek, but the results weren't clear. He closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of compassion.

A duel to overcome the difference of 30 levels. Virtual or genuine, there was no easy way to win.

No, it was easy, it was hard, it wasn't important. It was a miracle he was able to defeat Marek.

But he believed in himself. I have already succeeded in challenging countless impossible things. It was just a difference in difficulty if there was a difference.

“The higher the difficulty, the greater the reward. ”

Instead of frustrating the high walls, Kim Seon-Hyuk showed a stronger will.

“Ophelia even gave us a tactical code, but we can't afford to fail. ”

Now his victory and defeat depended on how loyally he could follow the offensive laws, and he was immersed in a hypothetical duel to raise the odds a little.

“Grand Duke.”

Maybe I was focused too much.

“It's time. ”

When I woke up to the voice of the Guardian Knight, it was time for the duel I had promised.

“Heave-ho.”

The joints scream how long they've been in the same position. However, unlike the stiff joints, his face was quite full of himself.

It seemed to have a satisfactory result in my mind.

“I'll help you prepare. ”

One of the Guardian Knights, who was waiting outside, came in and helped him put on his armor.

“It will be a violent fight. Tightening the wolf armor loosely will cause trouble during the duel. ”

The meticulous gesture of my hand was a knight with a sword and armor for the rest of my life.

“Thank you.”

After being fully armed, he moves around and looks satisfied.

“I wish you luck. ”

“Let's come back and see. ”

As Sun-hyuk Kim walked out the door, the knights of the Guards who were waiting for him raised their swords.

“May there be another victory before the name of the Victory! ”

The Knights of the Guard no longer detain him, whether he was commanded by Ofelia. I just prayed for a toast, hoping that the Imperial members of the imperial family who had to die would not be harassed where the sword could not reach.

“I'll be back.”

So, Kim Sun-hyuk, who came to Devon, was escorted by the knights, flew straight to heaven.

Shhh.

With a pleasant sound of wind, the surrounding landscape shifts away and quickly becomes distant from Mansk Castle.

“This should do it. ”

After reaching a long distance from Mansk Castle, he slowly lowers his altitude, looking at the vast open wasteland.

“Hmm?"

And after finally landing, Kim Sun-hyuk felt embarrassed to think about the fact that he had set a fight time, but didn't tell me where.

“Well, I guess I'll just have to call and find out. ”

A short muttering, he slowly raises his spirits, and a distinctive, sharp aura begins to flow from the far side of Mansk Castle.

At first, the aura that felt faint is gradually getting closer. At some point, the invisible sword became clear as if it were aimed directly under the chin.

“You've come to the right place, even if you don't have a location. ”

At that time, Marek was already approaching.

“Do you have a jaw you don't know about calling me so loud? ”

Marek's voice was sharp as a sword, whether he had been in that state the whole time he was offended by the confidence he had seen the other day.

“Keep your word. ”

“You're the one.”

Kim Sun-hyuk and Marek, who exchanged words briefly, stood face to face with each other.