Academy's Genius Swordmaster

Chapter 298

[ 298. Battle (6) ]

#298

“I can protect you.”

Schlieffen murmured. The blade wrapped in the storm was vibrating. Verminion, who had been decapitated, staggered to his feet.

【Kuuk... How dare you...】

Blood was still gushing out from the cut on his neck. However, compared to the time when it was cut, the amount was clearly reduced.

‘It’s too fast.’

Schlieffen narrowed his brow. I expected that my resilience would also increase, but I didn’t expect it to get better this quickly. Do I have to kill it in one go? A roar erupted from Verminion’s mouth as he raised his head.

[Scratch my neck!]

At the same time, Verminion’s shape disappeared from sight. Schlieffen reflexively raised his sword. Kaaang-! His body was pushed back with a roaring metal sound.

【How can you stop it?!】

“Umm...!”

Schlieffen gritted his teeth. Even if I defended myself, it felt as if my arm would fall off. It seemed that he had been hit not by a person but by a huge beast.

【Try it one more time like before, huh?!】

Verminion’s attack continued. It was a rough yet sophisticated fighting technique. Every time the regime wrapped in mana and kicks flew, Schlieffen felt the threat to his life. It was the car he was trying to straighten up after turning around the lot. An old man’s voice came from behind.

【Sorry, but I had to run after her quickly.】

The hair on the nape of her neck stood up. Schlieffen hurriedly turned his head. Glowing spheres the size of coconuts were flying at high speed.

At a glance, I could tell that it wasn’t right. It was the moment he just pulled himself out. Archbishop Letancie, who had been watching Schlieffen, made a pressing gesture.

【Where.】

“Ugh...”

An invisible force pressed Schlieffen’s shoulders. It was a moment when his movements were disturbed. Wow! The ball of light that landed at my feet caused an explosion.

“Gagging!”

Couldn’t stop it this time. The body bounced off and crashed into the wall with a roar. Judging by the feeling, it seemed that two ribs were broken.

It was so painful that I wanted to pass out, but there was no time to lie down. Schlieffen rolled to the side and got up. Kwajik! At the same time, Verminion’s heel landed on the spot.

【Hey, I heard that I inherited the blood of old man Alon, but one speed is useful.】

He growled ferociously as he pulled his legs off the floor. Judging from the depth of the foot, if it was hit, it would have been an instant death.

Schlieffen widened his distance and looked back in the direction the sphere had come from. An old woman with a stooped back stood with a cane. Dozens of glowing orbs that had caused the explosion were spinning around her. The old woman, who met Schlieffen’s eyes, exclaimed in admiration.

【Oh, aren’t you dead?】

“You are...”

【It is Archbishop Maron. handsome young man. Wouldn’t you like to clear that whirlwind? If that’s the case, I might be able to save your life.]

An old woman named Maron smiled kindly. Schlieffen did not answer. Then, a man covered in blood walked out from behind Maron.

【okay. Seeing your bravery, I might be lenient. How the hell did this happen?]

The man grumbled. The Archbishop, whose name is Anaquiel, had tried to break through the whirlwind that Schlieffen had just set up, but failed. The terrible scars covering his body were proof of that.

【Hoho...probably it’s because of the blood of Ronan or something. Judging by the power, it seems that the blood was applied relatively recently.]

【Somehow. It hurts terribly.]

【Ah. Reap the whirlwind. If I had come this far, there would have been almost no blood left.]

Maron laughed. Schlieffen’s face hardened slightly at the keen analysis. In fact, all of Ronan’s blood he possessed had just been poured into the knife. Judging by how long the power lasted, it was an extremely insufficient amount to deal with the five archbishops.

Schlieffen pursed his lips. In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that this was the last chance to save one’s life. The odds of him taking down all five were absurdly low.

They did something similar in the Dragon City, but things were much worse now than they were then. To be honest, I wondered if I would be able to win with just one opponent here.

“Why are you angry, but.”

“...sorry. I can’t seem to get an answer. Um, what should I do?”

Apologizing, she shook her head. The matter was so serious that the mind and body were sensitive. Erill still didn’t wake up in the middle of that. Her face, as she slept soundly, seemed perfectly calm.

“What the hell is going on anyway?”

Suddenly, Marja looked around outside the wall and frowned. The protection of the stars Abel raised was too thick, so it was impossible to check the situation outside. It seems like something outrageous is going on. Braum, who was drooling, opened his mouth.

“How about a trip to our sewer? There might not be that shield in the basement.”

“Oh, is that good?”

Marja’s face brightened. It was certainly a valid argument. Normally, sewer pipes lead to the outside, and in a castle like this, the sewage system must be large enough for a person to pass through.

“Let’s leave right now. Do you have any blood left?”

“okay. It’s insignificant, but...”

Braum nodded. Marja, who brushed off the blood from the bayonet, was about to move. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the bottom of the castle wall.

“what. Were you alive?”

“Hey Zaifa?!”

Marya lowered her gaze in amazement. A black wear tiger was looking up at her. The four commandos who had entered together were breathing hard around Zaifa.

Judging by the color of the line, it seemed that the other side had suffered too much. All the tired people were taking a bath in blood. Suddenly, Zaifa’s eyes widened.

“She’s...”

Jaifa’s gaze was fixed on Iril in Marja’s arms. He reached the top of the wall in one leap. Zaifa, who took turns looking at the three, let out a blank laugh.

“Anyway, you seem to have succeeded. This is disgraceful.”

“Now is not the time to argue about that! Have you been walking around and seen something like a sewer?”

“there is. But it’s not what you expect. Even if it was blocked, it was very tightly sealed.”

Jaipa shook her head. He and his men had just been to the sewers and had just come back up. What greeted the commandos, who were hoping to find a way out, was the protection of a swarming enemy and a thicker-looking star.

“It can’t be...”

Marja’s face hardened. It sounded like the sound of hopes collapsing. Now there really was no way. Zaifa, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Looking at her outfit, she shouldn’t be taken away by fanatics, right?”

“yes. Probably for sure.”

“Hmm... Then it can’t be helped. I have no choice but to try a little bit.”

Zaifa clicked his tongue. Putting down his sword, he moved towards the protection of the stars. Marya tilted her head at the meaningful action.

“What are you going to do? Why is Unwol Island...”

“I have to look through it somehow. Everyone, give me the blood of that youngster.”

“...yes?”

Marja asked, but Zaifa did not answer. He only took Ronan’s blood from the people who followed him and from Braum and applied it to his hands.

“Why did you have that in your hand...”

Braum was puzzled. Jaifa’s hands, soaked in Ronan’s blood, turned dark red like the flames of hell.

A hook-like nail grew out of a finger the length of a dagger. His thick forearms were swelling up rapidly.

“no way.”

“Huh!”

Realizing what he was about to do, Marja raised her eyebrows. At the same time, Zaifa’s fist struck the protection of the stars. Kwaaaang-! An explosion resounded as if an iron plate had been hit with a stone.

“As expected, it’s solid.”

“oh my god...!”

Zaifa clicked his tongue. Marja’s eyes widened. His nails were digging into the protection of the stars, albeit weakly. There were cracks like a spider’s web around the place where the nails were stuck.