Survival Story Of A Sword King In A Fantasy World

Earl Pruisar in southern Alendia, Nymph Kingdom.

It is a rich land with wild beasts running in the woods, grains ripening in the fields, and the Jaffran River flowing through the middle of the river, which supports everyone's life.

However, the lives of the natives were not at all enriching.

The owner of this place is 380-year-old Earl Silf Pruazar, the owner of a fairly bizarre mindset this year.

Any human being should be recognized for his worth, not his lineage!

In Lat or Continental, which is a sophisticated class society, this may seem like a very progressive mindset.

But Earl Pruisar's interpretation was a little different.

In his mind, ‘man’ was not ‘man’, which meant the spirit of Latna, but 'humanity’, the creature of Altia.

The Nymphs were no exception.

‘Whatever, what does human blood mean? ’

Compared to the noble fairies, any human being is despicable.

It's not funny that the weaklings are targeting each other.

‘Of course, human values must be determined by individual skills. ’

Clearly, Count Pruazar was a skilled human being, and the high-level hunters were superior even to human beings.

What about the low-level, unskilled territories?

‘It's worthless. You can just roll, right? ’

Feed enough not to starve to death, dress enough not to freeze to death.

What do you need to spend money on people who can't take care of them for 100 years? ’

The tax in the Territory was under the authority of the Lord, and he walked 60% of his income to the tax.

With that enormous tax, they hired ‘worthwhile human beings’ to create their own irony and enjoy a luxurious life, so under the harsh towel the people insulted and cursed Count Pruazar.

"Lord Dog Bastard!" ’

‘Damn Pruazar ’

Of course, only inside.

No one dared to blame openly.

The full name of the Earl is Pruazar Eli Meliador.

He is a member of the Meliador family of the Silves, the fourth royal family of Alendia.

He was a noble enough to be allowed to use the royal castle, although it was a defensive one.

Moreover, even the dizzy nobles could not dare touch him because they belonged to the power of Queen Hollien. At least, he was like a king within his kingdom.

Earl's castle in the center of the village.

In the office, a gray-headed Silf middle-aged man was calculating taxes for the month.

“A total of 340,000 Allen? This side of the night has made quite a profit. ”

I paid a special tax to prepare for this side of the night.

A prerequisite for the outbreak of a secondhand monster.

I don't think I can say that it's more money to go out anyway, but his story was a little different.

There is a place where the dungeons do not appear in all parts of Latna, but there is a place that does not depend on this side of the night.

Count Pruazar was a lucky case.

The monsters won't show up anyway, but they still collect taxes.

How can we not be happy now that we have emptiness?

“If this is the case, you can buy Chartan's Americas. ”

He was a foodie and was spending significant sums to get valuable plantings from all over the continent.

Counting the money, Count Pruazar enjoyed it.

Derek, the butler standing by, made a cautious comment.

“The world is suspicious, but shouldn't we refrain from spending? ”

I was lucky enough to avoid this side of the night in Pruazar territory, but other areas have suffered heavy damage.

“If you look too lavish...

The Count nods, as if convincing.

“That's right. Let's cut our groceries by 10% this month. ”

“No, that's enough……

The butler panicked.

I meant to look petty, but you're just going to cut down on the food?

It is not a luxury for a man who eats with fasting to eat with silver.

But it was this that the Earl himself refrained.

The myocardial savings of those who have it will be different standards in the first place.

“So why don't we cut taxes a little bit? If the number of citizens decreases, won't it be difficult for the Count? ”

The Count seriously asked.

“Didn't soybean farming go well this year? ”

“Ah, well, I see...

“Then it's okay. Even if you only eat beans, humans don't die. ”

“The elderly would be in danger. ”

“Is it not the providence of the world that the goddess decides to die when she is old? ”

Derek kept his mouth shut.

I've had a long experience informing you that I can't eat anymore.

“Don't worry. Can't the people complain? How good is our territory? Feed me, sleep me, I don't have to worry about dying because the monsters don't show up...

It was when Count Pruazar was picking up the bullshit so hard.

Suddenly a huge explosion sounded outside the mansion.

Quaa 'ang!

Even an earthquake shakes the floor like it did.

At the same time, a tumultuous cry is heard in the wind.

“Raid! Raid! ”

“All battle ready! ”

Deacon Derek looks out the window in awe.

“A raid on an alien creature? ”

The Count was neither surprised nor surprised by the slow identification of the situation.

Grabbed his pouch, he mutters.

“No way! Our territory doesn't show up, does it? ”

Four shadows shine beyond the beaten gates.

It was the fallen man and the beauty of slender ornaments, and the wizard and light armoured silver girl who spanned Robe.

Four men were slowly passing through the gate through the scattered fragments of the gate.

Looking at the broken glottis, the muscular rheumatism fills the tongue.

“Can I really break this?

It looks like some kind of precious cultural property. ”

It was a beautiful tall castle that looked over 100 years old.

Shouldn't this heritage be preserved well?

Of course, this was just Hanbin's idea everywhere.

Artis looks like he's making all the stars.

“What's so precious about a castle that's only been around for 100 years? Less than my age. ”

“... Is that what it is? ”

The neighborhood's cultural heritage standards are quite different from those of the modern district.

‘Do you feel like you can't just build a small apartment on the porch? ’

I don't think I need to care anyway.

With peace of mind, Ryuhanbin turned his gaze to the castle.

Nearly a hundred Earl soldiers were staring at themselves heavily armed.

I deliberately gave time for the troops to gather.

“You're not a monster, are you? ”

“What are you guys doing! ”

“Thieves after the Count's treasure! ”

As a blessing of Count Pruisar, who has made his life a blessing, so many bandits have been targeting and raiding this castle.

If we succeed, let's sell it in one shot.

Of course, I have never succeeded.

The Earl's power is never worth it.

For that reason, the soldiers were quite familiar with this kind of raid.

In the meantime, it was just after the camp was ready and in combat.

But unlike usual, their faces were dark.

Only four? ’

You've been raiding with that number? 'Is that also frontal?’

No one was reassured that the number of opponents was low.

In Latna, where the individual's power difference is so extreme, it is much more likely that a small number of people are at the senior level confident in their skills than fools who do not know the subject.

"No matter how much, how many of you are after the Earl? ’

How high is the level? ’

Nevertheless, he did not flee terrified.

The soldiers pointed their spears calmly and slowly surrounded these uninvited people.

I was slightly impressed by the slick light on the guidelines.

"There's a lot of soldiers. ’

Race Human. Inspection lv. 42j "Species: Humans. Projection lv. 44j

Race Human. Spearman 1V. 41J was mostly skilled over level 40.

By the middle of the continent, especially the Earl, even one soldier will never be weak.

‘You're more level than the artist I first met.’ In the changed kingdom of Xrad, when I reached level 40, I was treated as a great hunter and gave strength to my neck.

By the way, is this just plain security?

‘It's about the 3rd Continent, so it's different. ’

Well, there's no reason to care.

Hanbin took a step.

The guards raise their voices toward the approaching muscle mass.

“Stop! If you move any more, I will attack you! ”

“Unarmed and kneeling! ”

I've been in this mess and now I know Hanbin's group can't surrender, and I know the guards.

But it's a formal process, so they can't help it either.

Ignoring him, Ryuhanbin took his hand behind his back.

‘In fact, you don't have to use a sword if you're an opponent like this...

I still vote.

There's another reason.

Like Leon Hart when he first met, the other temple warriors had the same misconceptions about Ryuhanbin.

Isn't this the Black Period?

Amazing!

You mean the alien became the heir to the Black King?

So I freed up the misunderstanding.

Actually, I've never met the Sword King.

Misunderstandings were not easily resolved.

Are you familiar with Sword King's swordsmanship?

He's wielding the Sword of the Sword King, and Baltharan is ripe.

He's the heir to the Sword King, no matter who sees him. What?

Everyone understood the situation only after elaborating.

He also pointed out that the ‘misunderstanding’ was quite useful.

It is indeed a great cause that the heir to the Sword King supports Holly Punisher!

You don't have to be the successor on purpose.

However, people perceive Hanbin as a disciple of the Baotolith and have nothing to lose.

I can borrow the name of the Sword King.

So I took out the period t as I wanted to see it on purpose.

To leave a message like this.

Now, look! This is the sword of Baotolt the Sword, Gigante!

A gray blade of immense size burns under the moonlight.

All the soldiers of the Count looked tired.

“That's an ignorantly big sword. ”

“Damn, he wasn't a normal guy either! ”

Everyone was surprised, but it wasn't what they expected.

Just ‘wow, the sword is so big! It ends with'.

‘Why don't they recognize you? ’

Even so, it's hard to expect that kind of discernment from soldiers in these camps.

After giving up, Hanbin decided to do what he had originally found here.

He touched Epir.

“Plug it in.”

“Yep!”

Epir quickly put his hand in his pocket.

An elongated wand, nearly two metres from the space pocket, was pulled out.

After sticking the wand into the ground and spreading a dry cloth, a large flag appears confidently in front of the soldiers.

It was a flag with the symbol of the Six Gods painted in the centre and crossed with swords and spears.

This time, I also recognized the soldiers.

That symbol is the flag of the 'force’ that struck the continent recently.

“Holly Punisher? ”

“My God! Why did those fanatics attack our castle? ”

Artis raised his voice and shouted.

“We follow the will of a true goddess! ”

A gloomy cry spread all over the castle.

“I chastise the sinners of paradise, the sinners of evil who serve the living transcendents! ”