Swordmaster Healer

Chapter 43 The Secondary Raider (1)

Levik sneaks into the rear of the Hunter Sedan where Seong-jun is riding.

He was wearing sunglasses in a suit, unlike the Knights of the Brigades who had kept him out of the way. It looked suspicious enough, but I tried a lot to blend into the unfamiliar second world.

- State troopers, we have a tail.

“I know, that's why I'm not going. I'm wondering where there's a good place to fight around here. ”

I was followed, but I didn't choose the foolish option of returning home. After a short thought, Seong-jun set a destination and left the car.

“Target is moving. ”

- Follow him, we'll send reinforcements.

“Are you ready to take care of this right away? ”

- He wants to be confident in Rowkel's disciples. The sooner the better.

Levik talks to someone through the crystal and follows Sung-joon's car.

“They keep following me. ”

Seong-jun could feel the way he was chasing after the car. It was a high level of stealth, but it was hard to fool Seong-jun's sharp senses.

- They say they're going slow at 50 centimeters an hour, but they're following them while they stay hidden.

“I'm sure he's talented. I wonder where they sent him from. ”

He parked his car in a nearby park. Levik, who was observing the car from a distance, appears to be motionless inside and carefully approaches.

“Nothing?”

He looks frightened. Just before, there was no one in the car who was driving like a lie.

"Hidden?"

Levik calmly takes his hand to the Sword Sack. And I looked around, keeping my eyes busy. But I didn't feel a clue at all, and he got nervous.

"This is a hideout I can't even detect? How good is he? ’

I thought I saw death. And that moment came sooner than I thought.

“Khhh!”

Something cut off my left arm. Blood splattered red. The assailant and the victim's hideout are unraveling at almost the same time, identifying each other.

“Who do you belong to? ”

Instead of retrieving the sword, Seong-jun draws the dagger and swings it toward Revik's left thigh. Levik quickly pulls back and pulls his magic up.

“Arm!”

The released magical power was shaped into armor and worn to Levik. Armor came on at the same time.

That's Knight Brigades armor.

“I know. But there's no Raid going on around here. How did you get here? ”

Seong-jun cautiously said in a small voice.

- He may have developed a technology that will allow the Empire to cross dimensions with a handful of people.

Lischevald said with a serious look. Seong-jun nodded and opened his mouth.

“Well, if you could open a large dimensional gate, you could open a small one. ”

Seong-jun was reasonable. The Empire and the Alliance already had the technology to cross dimensions. It was obvious. The problem was they didn't know what their technical limitations were.

“You're with the Knights Brigade, right? ”

“ ……. ”

Seong-jun pointed at the sword and asked for jealousy, but there was no answer.

“What's your ranking? ”

“…… 399th place. ”

As soon as he asked for the sequence, Levik answered.

- In the top 399, the Lord will be able to defeat them in 30 seconds.

“Was I that strong? ”

- The current Lord has a tune of 50%. Trust me.

In Lischevald's words, Seong-jun raises his mouth. He then charged toward Revik, who was 399 in the Knights Brigade, pulling up his magical power.

“Damn it!”

He uttered a profanity. His left arm was amputated and bleeding continued. Seong-jun's speed was too fast to respond to a blurred vision situation.

“Ahhhh!”

A flashing, sharp scream erupts, spreading red blood. I even cut off my right arm. Seong-jun kicked his leg and fell.

“Grrrgh!"

Levik lies facedown on the ground, unable to endure the disfigurement due to his arms being cut off. Seong-jun opened his mouth, putting a dagger right next to his neck like that.

“You'll feel it stop bleeding. I just used the heel. ”

In Seong-jun's words, Levik rolls his eyes and examines the severed arm. He really stopped bleeding.

Since Seong-jun was an SS grade hunter, he had enough healthcare to make his severed arm grow back, but he didn't intend to save Revik, so he manipulated the healthcare subtly to stop the bleeding.

“I can use the heel. Do you know what this means? ”

“I don't know. ”

When Levik shakes his head, Seong-jun opens his mouth with a cold smile.

“More time to torture you. ”

The cold life shifts quietly beyond the black eyes. It felt like the cold cold was eroding the whole body, but he reached his resolution.

“I don't know anything. ”

Even in pain, I couldn't pass on my colleagues' information. He decides to act as trained.

“Then let's begin. ”

Seong-jun choked and tortured Levik. I took the cloth out of the crack and gave him a chance to tell me the information, but he didn't cooperate.

The torture continued for 10 minutes.

“Last chance. What is the Empire's dimensional leap skill? ”

“I really don't know. I'm not an official... ”

It was hard to endure the terrible pain of ripping through the whole body. Levik says as he pleads.

- Dimensional skills are more likely to be unknown if you are not an associate.

Lischevald said next door. Seong-jun agreed. He decided to change the question.

“How many more are there? ”

“Five people including myself…… I heard that small dimensional gateway technology is unstable and only a small number of people are available……. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

We have all the information we need and the four strong magical maneuvers are closing in fast. Seong-jun unhesitated to cut Revik's neck with a dagger.

Blood splashes like a fountain, and Seong-jun looks down at Revik's corpse and opens his mouth calmly.

“Absorption.”

Recovers HP and Magic Power. The battle was short, allowing it to replenish both health and magical power consumed. Four strong enemies were approaching, and he was not in a bad mood just after solving a Class S dungeon.

Soon, four men appeared in the dark. They were already fully armed.

“Arthus, 355th in the Knights Brigade. I'll ask you a question, dickhead. What's your relationship with Roquelle? ”

Although he was a Westerner, the language he spoke was Korean, not foreign or English.

“I don't think I have any reason to answer.... ”

Seong-jun answered bluntly.

“You don't react much to the word hereditary. You heard something from Rowkel, huh? ”

Arthus raises his sword and turns the error. It has become a signal that the battle has begun. The other three knights raise their swords.

-386, 390, 400. They are the top-ranking A ranks in terms of magical power.

Lischevald pointed out one by one. While Seong-jun was preparing for battle, he came to check the number symbolizing the sequence imprinted on the knights' necklace or ring.

“They were weaker than I thought. ”

I was nervous because of my stealth skills, but my enemies were no worse than I thought.

Unlike the Earth's Hunters, they experienced fierce practices and were expertly trained in the art of killing.

It was said to be top A, but it was definitely a little stronger than that.

“Mural!”

Seong-jun attacked first. The red rays, with the Petrifying Curse, are aiming for the top 400 knights, raising their magic power in the eye.

“Kuaak!”

The fact that Seong-jun had just avoided the battle with Medusa did not slow down the Petrifying Ray. In reality, even a Class S combat hunter was hardly responding.

Though it was said to belong to the Brigades, knights in rank 400 were inevitable. He collapses powerlessly when the beam hits his chest. The petrification took place from the chest with terrible pain.

‘It's more magical than I thought. ’

Seong-jun thought.

“Mural Curse! Be careful!”

Arthus shouts.

“It's hard to respond! ”

“Then let the violence begin! ”

Arthus rushes towards Seong-jun with the remaining two knights. Seeing them doing high-speed maneuvers and narrowing the streets at terrifying speeds, Seong-jun put magic on 'Roel’.

“Dragon Pier. ”

Heave-ho!

The spirit of the sleeping dragon wakes up and wails. Although limited, even a class S hunter was a temporary but stiff dragon peer. Three knights with the highest A rank of magical power could not have survived.

“Huff!”

“Rrrrgh!”

“Grrrgh!"

The three knights staggered in shock. Though it is said to be skilled in killing and experienced in practice, it does not change the absolute amount of magical hold even when combat power rises.

“Gleaming Slash. ”

Seong-jun quickly narrowed the distance to 390. You cut his throat with a scintillating cut. Although thick armor and armor were protecting his neck, Seong-jun's error was powerful enough to cut it all off.

“Big, big, big! ”

“Slash!”

Atús, who was released from stiffness, launched a catastrophe, but had already lost his breath in the 390th place.

Seong-jun leaned down to avoid the attack and narrowed his distance to Arthus with a high-speed maneuver. The 390th place was blocked in front, but Seong-jun was cut off in a blow.

“Kuaak!”

“Yi, in a blow? ”

Seeing the 386th place where he collapsed powerlessly without ever picking up Seong-jun's sword, Arthus was greatly embarrassed.

“I never thought Rowkel's apprentice would be like this! ”

He blocked the sword that Seong-jun stabbed with the side of the sword.

“Hehe!”

However, because of the difference in power, he was pushed back greatly, and Seong-jun opened his mouth by pulling up his magic without missing the gap.

“Wind Blade.”

Charging in with the bayonet. Arthus focuses on coming back. Although Armor stopped the sword, Seong-jun's stabbing was the exception.

“Hehe!”

Seong-jun's sword penetrated Artus' abdomen. As the concentration shifts, Armor scatters and disappears. Seong-jun pulled out his dagger and cut off Arthus' arm tendons.

Even the orders on the Great Sword are gone. Arthus gives up his sword. It was a loss of intention in front of overwhelming strength.

“Did you say Arthus? You want me to teach you something fun? ”

According to Seong-jun, Arthus raised his head with difficulty. Seeing Arthus' relaxed eyes, Seong-jun opened his mouth with a cold expression.

“I am Rowkel. ”

He slashes Arthus' throat with a frightening dagger. A red fountain gushed out, and Seongjun stepped back and absorbed the stamina and magic from their corpses.

- Confirm the existence of new items.

The instruments reacted.

- Happy farming.

In Lischevald's words, Seong-jun raises his mouth.