Overpowered Sword

Overpowered Sword Chapter 32

Level up with swords (32)

“Sit down.”

Khan, who entered the hideout, gestured.

Unlike the exterior, which looked like a ruin, the interior was intact. Except for the strong smell of alcohol lingering, it could be said to be a fairly decent lodging.

Leon soon sat down opposite Khan.

The intimidation of seeing a huge figure approaching 2 meters tall was beyond imagination. A weak person would not have even dared to raise their head. However, Leon looked at Khan with eyes that did not tremble at all.

‘I can’t see any gaps.’

There are absolutely no gaps.

That was the impression I got from Khan. Each action feels exciting, but there is no waste in the movement. Even though my back was turned, I didn’t feel like it was an opportunity.

As someone who was at the top of the slums, he was not an easy person.

[What a shame.]

But El Cid seemed to think differently.

[The natural muscles and bones are excellent and the senses are also natural. If I had walked the path of nothingness properly, I would have been able to become a master a long time ago. I created a clumsy self-flow and got stuck in that rut. I’ll have to work hard for more than ten years to overcome the wall.]

‘Master?! ‘This guy is that much of a master?’

[Yes.]

El Cid said in response to Leon’s shocked question.

[When an auror user reaches advanced level, the level is called ‘Expert’, and this guy has reached the end of that level of Expert. The only thing you can do now is die with the Seven Star Sword. Don’t fight.]

‘Is it true…’

Without knowing what he was thinking, Khan took out a bottle of alcohol and lay down on the large sofa. Khan opened the cap without hesitation, took a few sips of strong liquor, and then opened his mouth.

“Ugh, where should I start?”

“The reason you want to ask me to do it.”

“It’s nice that the story is fast.”

Blood appeared in Khan’s eyes and then disappeared.

It seems that the sword strike a little while ago touched his fighting spirit, but he seemed to be suppressing it with his drunkenness.

And then a long story began.

“Those bastards started moving about three or four months ago.”

The slums are wary of humans from outside, but they never reject them. This is because it was impossible to make money or maintain power by operating in that way.

The weak are eaten and the strong are preyed upon.

Those who mistook themselves as strong or underestimated their physiology soon become the foundation of this area. Strong people who rarely visited were bound to clash with existing strong ones and take their place or succumb to their power.

Khan thought so too at first. As always, idiots who don’t know the topic came rolling in.

“As soon as they entered this slum, they attacked districts 23 and 25. Simon It was a place where that pig secretly grew ‘crops’. There will be 200 people who die that day. So the pig, who suffered a huge loss, was really upset.”

While ‘Fang’ wields the violence of pure power, ‘The Golden Pig’ wields the violence of enormous money. Simon’s base was capital that was several times or dozens of times that of most high-ranking nobles.

The very next day, mercenaries flocked in.

Even if the guild did not accept requests from criminals, there were many ways to circumvent it. This was especially true if the amount was more than three times the amount and half of that amount was given as a down payment.

56 C-rank mercenaries, 12 B-rank mercenaries.

The minimum standard for D-rank mercenaries is more than 300.

Most of the mercenaries operating in Blaine drew their swords on Simon’s murder contract. All the residents of the slum knew. Those people who don’t even know who they are will all die. With a force of that scale, even Khan would not want to fight from the front.

When the fighting became too big, even the intervening garrison decided to stand by and a small war broke out in a corner of the slum.

And….

“Not a single one was left behind.”

It was a result no one expected.

Mercenaries were experts in fighting and accustomed to war. In one-on-one battles, adventurers were usually stronger, but mercenaries only showed their true power in the area of group warfare.

But I lost.

They didn’t just lose, they were brutally slaughtered.

It is said that the color of the area where the blood of about 500 people spilled has not yet completely disappeared.

“What are they doing?”

Leon, who was at a loss for words, finally asked back.

If it had the power to annihilate 500 mercenaries, it was a power that the nation should keep an eye on. Even though slums are an area outside the law, they have already crossed the line that can be ignored.

But Khan laughed at those words.

“I don’t know. Nobody knows. Everyone who tried to find out ended up in a coffin. “Except me.”

The liquor bottle that was thrown away with a ‘clang’ shatters. Khan said without even looking in that direction.

“The pig is so sleepy now that he can’t move. It seems that the ‘Guardian’ still intends to just watch, and my subordinates are also reluctant to engage in all-out war. “Well, I understand that everything would fall apart without me.”

“Has it become virtually inviolable?”

“It’s unfortunate, but that’s what happened.”

Khan clenched his fists and showed his teeth.

“That’s why I invited you. An adventurer who only pursues fame. I tried it a while ago and found out. “If you have the type of personality to rush ahead rather than back down in the face of a crisis, you won’t be rejected.”

“I’m sure you’re not planning on asking me to commit murder…”

Leon smiled as if he was pleased by those empty words. A person who pursues fame likes to talk loudly.

After thinking that far, he got to the point.

“Are you planning on involving the guild?”

The corner of Khan’s mouth twitched as if to confirm that guess.

“Your head is rolling easily. “My subordinates are so stupid that their blood pressure rises when they talk. I wish I had someone like you.”

“I’m sorry, but the gang is dead.”

“Hehehe, I’ve said this once. Yes, exactly as you said. They are too dangerous. Even if you win, there seems to be nothing to be gained, and if you lose, it’s over. “If it’s a role that takes someone’s breath away, there’s no reason to go all out.”

So, we borrow the power of foreign powers.

Leon once again felt the danger of Khan. Even though he reached the peak of violence, he knows how to use his head. I guess it’s an innate cunning. If he were just a strong guy, he wouldn’t have been this bold.

‘Evil’ is a much bigger problem now, but one day this man may become an even bigger threat.

“Everything is fine, but what is the excuse to move the guild?”

“This is it.”

When Khan handed him a stack of paper, Leon accepted it and began to read it slowly.

And not long after that, I changed my teeth.

“crazy!”

The contents were truly shocking.

At least 5,000 people died, and not only cheap slaves but also poor people whose status was unclear were kidnapped and killed. Since they are outside the scope of the law, there is no way to know even if they disappear.

Even though slave traders knew this, they sold slaves in large quantities because it made money, and some slum organizations kidnapped poor people and used them as a means of making money.

The evidence was also clear. A list of those who led the slave trade and IOUs, even human remains collected from the sewer.

“Isn’t it okay to submit it like this?”

“No, the upper echelons of the guild are more hard-headed than you think. “If the source is questionable, I will never believe it.”

“…That’s why you needed me.”

Leon was an adventurer who was not interested in making money, to the point where he was given the nickname “Sweeper.” Since he is receiving the favor of influential people such as lords and garrison commanders, his speaking power is bound to be quite significant.

Khan said as he put his palms together.

“That’s right, you have to be the evidence. “There is living proof that the upper echelons of the guild will accept the reality of those bastards as the truth!”

“Oh, how shameless you are.”

Leon, who saw the hidden meaning of that remark, spoke.

“I can survive and report, or I can die and become an excuse for them. “Isn’t that right?”

“Khahahaha!”

Khan laughed cheerfully. It’s fun to exchange punches, but it’s also fun to reveal one’s true feelings in this way. It was a rare exchange in the slums where fists are more convenient than words.

Khan, who had been laughing for a while, grinned.

“So you’re not going to do it?”

Leon also imitated the same thing and laughed bitterly.

“No, I won’t.”

It was still something he had to do.

Although Khan’s intentions are scandalous, his influence within the slum is absolute. Above all, the information and evidence about District 23 and 25 were things that Leon could not find on his own.

It was better to fall for that trick than to lose the lives of hundreds of people by making a pointless mistake here.

“Now take it.”

“This?”

It was a dagger and a thick pocket. When Leon asked what it was for, Khan pointed to two objects and explained.

“It is a dagger with my mark engraved on it. If there’s a guy who’s giving you shit for no reason, show him. Other than , you won’t even dare to attack them. And in that pocket, I put some roughly collected magic scrolls. It doesn’t matter if you sell it, just use it if you need it. “Think of it as a down payment.”

“…I want to ask you one last question.”

Leon, who got up from his seat, asked a question.

“Did you plan on stopping from the beginning?”

Khan, who understood the meaning, erased his expression.

Only the two eyes moved on the expressionless face, glaring at the fearless prey.

And then he grinned as if he had never done that before.

“no way.”

* * *

The air was different when entering and leaving the slums. Is it because I came face to face with the monster called Khan? Compared to that man, the smell of blood in the back alley and the grim-looking gangsters were just faint.

I was also able to understand the nickname ‘Fang’.

He was the type of person who could bite off the back of an opponent’s neck anytime, anywhere. Dried blood splattered on Leon’s palm.

‘It was torn in just one piece.’

Even with all his might, the sword ended up only cutting a small amount of Khan’s skin. It was impossible to even respond to the blow that followed.

It’s ridiculously strong.

“El Cid.”

However, there are issues that must take precedence over Khan’s skills. Leon said as he put the wad of paper in his hand into his backpack.

“Did you guess anything while looking at this?”

[A few things.]

El Cid said in a firm voice.

[However, it is difficult to say for sure at this stage. I need to find out a little more. ‘Evil’s’ methods have a very high possibility of leading to a disaster if the response method is wrong.]

“You have to see this with your own eyes, right?”

[Yes.]

It was an easy and dangerous task. Infiltrating an area where 500 mercenaries were killed and collecting information is a mission that could only be given to top-notch assassins or rangers.

Khan also probably doesn’t have high hopes for Leon’s survival.

“…I’m going to need a helper.”

His conclusion was simple.

It was a more certain choice to accompany someone I could trust rather than trying to do it alone with my inexperienced capabilities.

Then, who to accompany was another question.

Since this is a job that requires you to go into the death zone with a competent person who can entrust your back, you must be able to talk without hiding anything. When I laid out the conditions like that, they were extremely difficult.

Even if I spent all the money I had saved, it would not be enough to hire an A-rank adventurer or mercenary, and more than anything, if I requested an investigation of districts 23 to 25, it was obvious that I would be rejected.

[I guess that’s the only way.]

“That’s right. “I can only think of one.”

El Cid and Leon spoke without any hesitation.

This is because there was only one way to find a helper who met all the conditions.

Holy Church.

A place where not even a speck of ‘evil’ will be tolerated.

“I said it was District 13, Prima.”

I think back to the address Rize taught me.

It’s not that far from the accommodation.

Is it about 20 minutes on foot like usual? Since I had no experience meeting a priest, I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. They couldn’t be people as light as this pseudo-holy sword.

It would be nice if it could be resolved without revealing the Holy Sword, but in cases where words did not work, that means had to be considered as well.

[Hey, don’t worry. I also had only innocent children, so how could something have changed so much in just 300 years?]

“No, 300 years is a long enough time.”

[Man! I am the Holy Sword!]

“What on earth does that have to do with it…?”

In the end, Leon agreed with a shocked expression.

It was best to go as El Cid said, and anyway, I would find out when I visited tomorrow.

Another day passed like that.

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