Sword Whisperer

Van's sword is faster. And it slowed down again. Seeing himself embarrassed by the change in the speed of the sword, Shaid realizes that one day, half of them are taking the lead in the fight.

What is it?

'Scorpion Sword.' It was a long time ago, when two great swordsmen met and performed the same procedure with a double swordsmanship. It is a swordsmanship that can never be defeated if you understand. A lot of people have challenged it, but I think the one who speaks the right language is worth it.

After performing that swordsmanship, Shaid held his hand before his beard grew.

— You're like a legendary guardian. Shade.

People said so. I have the blessing of a knife. Shade thought so too.

But this is something.

Why can't even touch his black, half-collar?

I noticed. I gave eyes to every one of them who was dressed in Secondary Family clothes, but half of them were the most prominent. A sword that anyone can only describe as beautiful.

The battlefield, which had to be barbaric, became a dancer by his side. You're the only one in the world who understands what a sword is, Oman.

One of the neat screenings I wanted to do was to make sure he understood this was a battlefield.

Nevertheless, I didn't think I would lose. His scorpion sword was so perfect. A weathered swordsmanship that repeats that defenses and attacks are separated, and then spills and disappears at some point.

I thought if I could make a good raid, even a knight could beat it.

I never imagined I'd be beaten by a footballer who couldn't even be an escort.

'Obviously, I wouldn't have been able to keep the gear loaded.'

Did you hide your skills? No way. He saw Van play with Hezleck. If Gigi had been so skilled, he would not have had to insist on such inefficient combat methods.

But the real problem was not that Van knew how to handle Gigi. The more swords and knives I divided, the more seasoned I became. Between those short offenses, it was as if I understood his' Scorpion Sword ’a little...

"No way. ’

Shade was a genius. Everyone called him a genius. And so I couldn't convince the world that such a kind of talent could exist. If such a person exists, there is someone who can make his extraordinary talent look like.... he is something.

Can the word genius contain him completely?

"Huff, huff..."

Shaid stops his aggression and opens the streets. I was full of breath.

And Van looked at the Shade quietly. Unlike Shaid, who had to swing two swords, Van had not yet lost so much strength.

Chance. If you don't give me time to rest now, Shade will eventually be exhausted and beaten by his sword.

But Van didn't.

No, I didn't have to.

'The fight is over. ’

Van's eyes were cold but at the same time calm. He no longer looked at Shaid as if he were looking at the enemy. I had no choice. Shade was now also embarrassed to say that it was his hunting ground.

He was a steak on the table. Just waiting for his blade to split my kill.

The more the knife hits, Van absorbs Shaid's Scorpion Sword. I can't speak scorpion swords the same way, but it didn't take long to figure out how his tongs and tails were moving.

'Five sums.'

For the next five years, he could have killed Shaid. He asked quietly.

"Are you willing to kneel down and apologize to Lee Kyung?"

"…… what? ''

"I asked you if you were willing to apologize for taking his life. ”

"Khh."

Shade laughed as if he had heard a ridiculous joke. He lowers his posture. Parallel to the ground as if it were sticking to the right black, the left black is slanted forward. It was like a scorpion's tweezer and a tail.

"I'll follow." ''

"…… yes. I knew it."

You might ask why. Do they have any personal grudges against Lee Kyung? But it didn't matter anymore. He wasn't the one to have the right conversation, and most of all... … Van had already endured too long.

He laughed like a wolf.

”That's it. ”

And it was that moment. Shade bites his lips without even knowing that his back feels like it's getting delicate. I almost stood back for a moment.

It was a tremendous presence. Shade desperately read Van's eyes. His eyes instantly looked at all kinds of Shades' blind spots, looked at the rapids, and even read his Saint-Romard.

If I can't read that eye for a second, I feel like I'm just going to fall down like a piece. No, it was not a mood level, it was a hunch. The instinct of the prosecutor. It's like facing an opponent who is stronger than me....

'That's unreasonable...'

Shade twists his tail and laughs. He seemed to understand why his old colleagues couldn't hide their jealous eyes every time they looked at me.

Talent cars are overwhelming. Van wasn't faster than Shade. He was not stronger than Shaid, nor did he have a sharper sword.

Nevertheless, Shaid faced Van, and from that moment on, defeat was determined.

A scorpion sword that everyone didn't even understand, just like what he saw once in his childhood.

Something he couldn't understand, that prosecutor was looking at.

Shade laughed. It was ridiculous. I couldn't even imagine. I never thought I'd face death in a tournament. It's about winning, of course. Enter the Royal Knights, so..... '

'I'm sorry, Captain. But……'

Shade squeezes the sword in his hand and grips it tightly. But no matter how bad death is, even if the opponent is a scoundrel of the Herb family, but..... if it's a monster like that.

Shouldn't be a shameful death.

The crowd stopped. Knowing what the replacement of these two tests meant, I might have shut my mouth without knowing. Or maybe all his nerves are so focused on Van's pupils that he can't hear it.

Ironically, in the face of death, Shaid felt a joy he had never felt before. There are opponents who have no choice but to spill everything. This is the first opponent he seems to be able to outrun, though he has seen countless strong ones.

And the first wall I ever faced...

"Huh?"

Shade's eyes trembled at the moment. Somehow, for a moment, I saw the welcoming of other inspectors behind Van's back....

Then, when Shaid was taken away from the welcomers, Van's eyes stopped.

'........ Ah.'

A mistake of the moment. A short sigh that didn't even come out of the teapot. And,

"Suck!"

Shade rushes. If you stay still, he will die. Damage dies. Stop it and die. At least if there's a chance, it's coming to a dead end. The only one.

However, possibilities do not always have consequences.

Van's sword moved. Jenson's Slash. Five Stabs. Secondary Family Sword. Van didn't hide a single crumb of the sword in it. I didn't have to do that anymore.

After the battle with Auburn, Van never let go of my power. Of course, he could not run to kill his opponent during the battle, and he didn't want to risk his life here.

But now, he meets an opponent who can pull out all my power.

Even if you're good at it,

Situationally, too.

I have no reason to be patient.

At that moment, at that brief moment, the spectators fell silent as if they had really forgotten to breathe. Only the two prosecutors' swords resounded beautifully in the vast arena.

It was an inevitable moment. Even those who did not learn swords realized without anyone telling them. That one human being is the moment to take out everything I've built up in my life.

Shade's black hair was fast. His scorpion sword was skilled and stubborn. In practice, it teaches me that it's a sword with a lot of real people's blood. Whether it was due to the crisis or not, his blade seemed sharper than when it was first swung.

Quick Sword. Experienced Sword. Sturdy Sword. Sharp Sword. Scorpion Sword. Shard's Sword. A sword that deserves all praise in this world.

And a helpless sword.

Van's sword moved. No matter how much movement Shade showed, no matter how much power he poured and swung the knife, it was meaningless. He had already read Shaid.

First, my left hand flew.

Even before Shade looked at my cut wrist, his Achilles gun was cut.

The right sword swung as if it were about to enter the east, and fell on the ground with its right arm.

A blurry smile touched the face of the death inspector.

The last sword is shot at his neck.