Lord of the Skill

Second Job

“H-hey!! What are you talking about!! ”

Acorn, who has been speaking respectfully to the feeble, yells, forgetting his situation.

However, no one cared, even though the two of them were voices that made their ears deaf as if they didn't notice his existence.

“Are... are you kidding me? ”

“You were the one who did the joke first. Is the stadium so funny to you? Kind enough to teach me swordplay? ”

“ ……. ”

“Like you said, I've only been here a few days. But at least I experienced the arena and what I felt here was a place where I had to fight for my life and take it. ”

Heatless looks up at Ordo's spear.

“Honor. ”

His eyes were shaken.

“Isn't that why the Five Tribes and many minorities below them claim the title 'Seeker of the Sword’ given to the winners of the stadium? Then you are dishonoring yourself. ”

“Then how can I……. ”

“Fight.”

You pick up the sword from Ordo's spear, which falls to the ground, and throw it in front of him.

With the window...!!!

You hear a sharp iron hiss and the sword falls to the ground.

“You can't convince yourself with words. If you admit it to yourself, then decide. ”

“ ……. ”

Katna Margaux, who died in the Flaming Spire, came out of the tower and killed thousands of people, indigenous and alien alike.

But there's never been a single mention of a corruption prosecutor at the Southern Stadium killing people.

There may have been a reason for death on the stadium as a tradition of succession, but the rural Southern peoples did not half of it in front of God.

‘Anton Iliya raised his forces by absorbing the southern tribes. ’

Two swords with the name "Lord of Lightning."

He used a concussion and a concussion, and maybe he moved the minds of these tribes.

‘Maybe the reason the natives were able to enter under the mountain of alien Anton Iliya is because they want to disobey God just like Ordo Chang now, but lacks courage. ’

It was Anton Iley who presented the opportunity.

Of course, rather than rebelling against God, he wanted a reward for ascending to the throne.

Otherwise, the warriors of the Southern Tribe would not have been used as shields.

‘I used to try to teach Kang Chan-Seok a sword at three nodes. ’

But failed.

Moreover, he also failed when he performed the Three Slashes.

He is also still tied to the system.

When I guessed that, I felt that I couldn't transfer skills to someone unless the Swordsmanship Mastery reached the highest level.

On the contrary, Ordo Chang does not have the same system as his swordsmanship mastery, so he can leave the master and teach the challenger his special sword, "Speaker Blade."

Which means...

‘Unlike the Stone of Congestion, I can learn my sword. ’

There is no such thing as skills.

There are no restrictions.

In the same discipline, two people were bound to different parts.

Heatless felt the thrill of that.

There are gaps in the system here, which only seemed to be perfect.

What you need to ascend the throne.

No, to go beyond that and challenge God, we need to find a loophole in his system.

To do so, indigenous forces, not just themselves, can be the key.

If the two forces merge....

Silk sword is not the only sword.

If only one of them has discipline, they can do what they cannot, and they can do what they cannot.

‘I can find the answer in any situation. ’

But in order to do that, we need an indigenous person who is capable of aligning himself with his shoulder.

And that person is now.

‘It's right in front of me. ’

The best fighter in the South.

Truly it is a moment of tremor.

I can't miss it.

“ ……. ”

Ordo Spear stares at the sword falling before him for a while.

It was complicated.

“You know I've struck the sword before. I'm not the only one who can learn swordsmanship from you. ”

Heatless said.

“So you don't have to look at me anymore. ”

He suddenly takes up a curved stance.

This is a stadium.

Only one victor survives.

The right to life and death of a loser belongs to the winner.

Simple and clear

“I will beat you and have it. ”

No victory, no reward.

And a prosecutor named Ordo Chang.

“…… · Ahhhh!!!! ”

At that moment, Ordo's spear grabbed two falling blades and ran towards the heat, screaming as if it had been vomiting tears until now.

Kua 'a ― ―!!!

The battlefield itself seemed to tremble with a tremendous sound like an explosion when each other's swords fought.

“Ow…!! ”

Even though it was unbelievable until now, I couldn't even imagine what I would see. Acorn only looked at the two of them from afar without even being able to reach the stadium.

* * *

The third day of the stadium was bright.

Now the remaining challengers are halved, all four of them.

The cheer of the first day is gone.

Two challengers in masks.

Cho Tae-woong said, looking at the two standing together with arms folded and silent.

“Sub-confidence. Rather sloppy. If I had known this, would I have sent one more Tribal Warrior up? Maybe one of you should just give up. ”

“ ……. ”

“Oh, the shortage fought me, didn't they? Hahahaha!”

He spit a joke that was not funny, but the reaction was not different from the first time, and when it was cold, Cho Tae-woong felt embarrassed.

There was a pale wound on his face that had never been seen.

“Good, it looks like you're from Earth too..." It's a good day, so I'll let you in on a little secret. Cho Tae-woong, you're a tough guy. ”

He chuckles and pounds his chest.

“Don't hang around here too much. In fact, there's a secret to this stadium. Hahaha.”

While blurring the back end, Jo Tae-woong laughed loudly as if it was fun for two people in masks.

But despite that, two people standing like they've copied it without even loosening their arms.

“Hmmm……. Why isn't the last one coming? I saw a lot of scars yesterday... I didn't go anywhere and get killed by monsters. ”

Eventually, while clearing his throat, Cho Tae-woong looked around as though he was shy.

It turned out that I didn't even see an acorn to lead the game.

Even after the game time had passed, there was something strange about not seeing even the tribesmen.

It was then.

“Uhh...!!! ”

The first two masked men turned their heads when Jo Tae-woong raised their hands and shouted.

It was the acorn that entered the stadium with a stunned face that caught the eye of three people.

“What is it, Scarecrow? You're late!”

Cho Tae-woong shouted as soon as he could see the embarrassment he had received from both of them.

However, the reaction was not so different from those in masks.

An acorn that doesn't even look away from Jo Tae-woong's words, but still looks dazed and climbs the stairs.

“Woo, these are all... ”

Even though he didn't pretend to know himself, Cho Tae-woong eventually grunted nervously as if he was punching his lips open.

“Oh, that's enough. There's nothing to see here. There are more important things left. Hahaha.”

Then, shaking his head again, he laughed and said as if he was smiling at something like a secret that only he knew.

“It's a little late, but I'm sure it's fine. ”

At that moment, the three people at the stadium suddenly turned their heads as they heard a voice they had never noticed.

Only Aconman looks at him with trembling eyes.

Gangnam fever.

“What, are you late in pairs? ”

In his appearance, Cho Tae-woong kicked his tongue, looking at Acorn alternately as if it was nothing special.

If.

No one here, not only Jo Tae-woong, would have ever seen the tablet of the stadium this morning, but no one would have thought of that in the consecutive games.

Unlike yesterday, Acorn said in a trembling voice that doesn't match his size.

“W-we 'll start the game. ”

Heatless slowly pulls out the sword.

Acorn's lips tremble as he looks at it.

Longsword in one hand.

Sharp shortsword on the other side.

It's not the same curve as before.

A two-piece sword in the hands of a heatless warrior.

That's it.

It was a precerebral epilepsy and a concussion.

* * *

Last night.

Night Stadium.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

The stadium was destroyed as if it were a ruin.

Stage shattered.

One man standing in the stadium said nothing.

No, you're probably right to say you didn't.

Because he couldn't even get his hands on it.

The only one standing on two legs was the Acorn.

“...... That's ridiculous. ”

I've seen as many battles as old traditions. But I've never seen such a fierce match.

Like the name of the degradation test, Ordo Chang looked like he had never seen anything like it.

Who could have known that he was so quiet and calm?

The swords of the spear clan are deceptive and clean.

I might have to overturn the three assessments I've been thinking about for the first time.

A hot, powerful sword is the sword of the Chang clan.

In fact, it was a sword that matched the deterioration.

‘But……. ’

Another man fighting in front of that sword. Acorn seemed to be able to express his feelings in just one word.

“Monster……. ”

You blocked all the hot swords.

And I avoided.

Then you strike back.

And…….

“I won.”

Fluffy... Fluffy...

Sand dust rises and sinks in the ruined stadium.

Among the two who had fallen down, Acorn could see who he was without even looking.

“How are you?”

He looks up at Ordo's spear, looking up at the sky while he lies flat on the floor.

“... You're strong. ”

“Of course.”

Somehow, it was a dull face.

You can't make that face if you don't smash it with your whole heart.

“I have seen many outsiders so far. And they didn't have enough to kill each other, so they invaded and killed us. But……. Can you be any different? ”

“Well, that's something you'll have to watch out for. But if my path is wrong, raise your sword against me again. Anytime.”

“Phew……. ”

At the words of fever, Ordo Chang smiles bloody.

No outsider has said this so far. And he thought it would never happen again.

“If only my father had met you first. ”

“I'm sorry. I was weak then. ”

“No way…. ”

Ordo Spear, who knows nothing of his past, shakes his head in disbelief at the words of inferiority.

You may still think you're just pretending to understand the pain of the weak.

But nonetheless, I wanted to believe it.

Strange......

“What are you going to do now? ”

Ordo Spear asked.

Those who get a job at night in the stadium leave here without any interest.

I thought fever would be the same.

“Of course I'm asking. ”

He walks in front of the window and stops.

“Daytime stadium winner. The kid who thinks you're awful wants it. ”

Ordo Chang smiles as if he had lost his words.

“Ha… ha……. ”

He really was a man who exceeded his own expectations.

Heatless hands reach for him.

Ordo's spear could see what it meant.

And it's funny, but I can't think of any other choice but this.

He didn't bother anymore.

Ordo Spear holds the feeble hand.

The Pokémon's grip gives the Pokémon strength.

The fallen man stands on the ground drawn by the power of inferiority.

It was that moment.

[Found Hidden Piece!!]

[Fire Lord]

[You can choose a job.]

[FEATURE: The most powerful man in the night stadium, the only one recognized by the corruption prosecutor, deserves to be his master. You will be followed not only by the food buds of all the Chang clans, but also by the tribes of the mountain tribes.]

[One, remember, nothing lasts forever. It is always the monarch who holds the sword behind his back when your path does not suit them.]

Bang...

Bang... Bang...!

The fever felt his heart beating as he looked at the message window in front of him.

I finally found it.

A class for ascending the throne.

The rising ordo spear slowly kneels before the fever and bows its head.

“I will follow you, monarch. ”