Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius

Episode 77

They couldn’t hide their laughter because they were so happy.

Their number is seven.

There are five of us. They were superior in numbers alone.

Unlike all of them who were working on the front lines, Ellis and Reina were not on full force.

Not only do they have no strength, they don’t know how to fight.

So, in reality, it should be seen as seven people versus three.

On the surface, we were at a disadvantage.

They were veterans who had lived against monsters for many years.

On the contrary, those with me were not like that.

Just by looking at Mahol and Raina, their appearance made you think, ‘I’m young!’

However, they could not attack easily.

Before they knew it,

Mahol’s murderous spirit that had filled the surroundings was putting pressure on them.

It was so vicious that the blades of grass that touched it withered away.

The concentration is so thick that it would not be strange for an ordinary person to collapse on the spot.

It wouldn’t be strange to say it was poison, but it was coming from Mahol, who seemed weak.

But what was surprising was that the only ones affected by this killing were those who were hostile to us.

“…!”

Unlike those people who turned pale and retreated, the faces of those of us who were within range were calm.

Mahol was making adjustments.

At first, the deadly force that was scattered carelessly can now be freely used only to those who need it.

That could be seen as a leap forward.

‘That’s great.’

It was amazing.

I liked the way he tried to become stronger somehow.

We can’t leave everything to Mahol alone.

Slurp.

I slowly drew my sword.

Amidst the intensive killing, a sharp-colored sword body appeared.

The horrifying sound of the sword being drawn shifted their gaze from Mahol to me.

At that gaze, I opened my mouth with a cool smile.

“Warning…”

I could see their ears perk up at the sound of my voice.

I had no intention of acting.

I just played one person as if it was natural.

A man who is most suitable for this situation and has reached the highest level when it comes to swords.

My body played Count Warrug.

It was like a habit and natural.

For me, acting was like eating.

The momentum that rose with the Aura became so great that it encompassed Mahol’s entire life.

“…Fuck.”

One of them cursed.

And then I saw him hastily covering his mouth.

[‘The nameless god’ gives a small exclamation at your appearance.]

Nevertheless, their gaze did not move from me.

I only focused on my lips slowly grazing my face.

“I warned you too. “I also warn you.”

There was no need to show respect.

Since they came to rob me, it would be too much to talk informally to them.

“If you go back now, I will save your life.”

While saying those words, he swung his sword sideways.

They trembled and grabbed their weapons.

My sword hit the side of the tree next to me.

Sararak.

The tree shook and leaves fell to the ground.

“Make a decision before this leaf falls to the ground.”

They started to notice each other.

Dangerous.

They were feeling it.

Because I wasn’t so stupid that I couldn’t notice that the situation was strange.

If you can’t even feel that, it’s hard to be a mercenary.

Just because you’re a mercenary doesn’t mean you’re strong enough.

Even mercenaries must be able to use their wits to some extent.

You need to be able to recognize traps in order to survive as a mercenary.

That is why they are worried and looking at each other.

Although they know in their head that it is dangerous, they cannot move because they outnumber us.

‘There are so many of us, how can we possibly lose?’

That thought, along with the thought that it was dangerous, was also present in their heads.

It is not for nothing that there is a saying that there is no business in Daguri.

No matter how strong a person is, he cannot use his strength on quantity.

It is not for nothing that humane tactics are the best in the era of weaponry.

That is why they hesitate and hesitate.

It may seem dangerous, but they thought they could do something because they had a large number.

Knowing that thought, I urged them not to think too much.

“I don’t have much time to think about it and make a decision.”

It’s not wrong.

The leaves that had been falling from a high place were already falling on my head.

“…!”

Then they hurriedly sent hand signals to each other.

I couldn’t tell if they were making hand signals among themselves or what they were talking about.

Still, it was roughly expected.

‘Let’s run away. This is disadvantageous.’

‘No, we have more numbers, so we can win’, etc.

Their opinions were so divided that they even showed signs of getting angry at each other.

And their actions like that.

“Time is up.”

It made me unable to decide until the leaves fell.

The leaves fell to the ground and I raised my sword and pointed it at them.

When the sword was pointed at one person, they felt as if the sword was pointed at all of them.

“You brought this upon yourself.”

Ugh-

Aura started to appear on the sword.

‘uh?’

What is this feeling?

It felt different from when I injected the aura into the knight commander’s sword or the sword I bought at the blacksmith shop.

If the sword I used before was like a small stream.

Now it was like a huge river.

The Aurors’ operations became smoother and they were more accepting.

This was it.

This is why the main character only used this sword.

‘This is dangerous. I think I’ll be addicted.’

This feeling of the sword becoming one body was strangely addictive.

The Auror who came back after going through the sword was very refreshing.

It was my first time like this.

The sword contained more aura than I had ever used.

The color of the auror, which seemed twice as big, was so bright that it was mesmerizing just to look at it.

“…Shit! Everyone take up arms!”

“What are you doing! Wake! You bastards! “Do you want to die?”

Those who came to their senses belatedly looked at my sword and shouted at their stunned colleagues.

“late.”

A solid blue line appeared in the air.

“uh…?”

The man in front of me raised his eyes blankly.

Tuk. Degurr –

A line appeared on the man’s neck, then his head and neck separated and fell to the ground.

The face of the man rolling on the ground was unaware of his own death.

Blood flowing from the cross section of the head that was rolling with its eyes open and the body standing still collapsing with blood gushing from the cross section of the neck happened at the same time.

“What the hell!”

“Zaran!”

Crying the name of the man who had just died, they raised their weapons and pointed them at me.

Their eyes were focused only on me, and their eyes were full of veins.

Their action of not caring about the group I was with was a big mistake.

Puuk –

Mahol’s dagger moved behind them and pierced the neck of the man holding the bow.

“Luthers… Damn it!”

“die!”

They split into two and rushed at Mahol and me.

Lights like red and green glowed softly on their weapons.

Those who use aurors.

Their level seemed to range from Sword Beginner to Sword Expert.

Although they were talented people who would have been quite snivelled in a small or medium-sized city.

Unfortunately, I got the wrong person.

“Hold. Burning Hands.”

Their bodies froze and a hand of fire appeared and grabbed them.

“Kwaaaaaak!”

they screamed

Beatrice continued to use magic without stopping.

“Fire Lance Wind Spear.”

Multicasting.

I felt it during the Basilisk as well, but she was using multiple magic without any problem.

Basically, it takes a wizard a long time to use a single spell, let alone multicast.

Because you have to chant.

But she was almost like a chanter.

The way she used magic with incredible mental calculation speed and multi-casted it showed why she was a genius.

Just looking at her multicasting and chanting speed, she was close to an archmage.

In addition, the destructive power was strong.

In addition to the fast chanting speed, the accuracy was also excellent.

“Shit!”

They were charred, breathing heavily, and rushed at Beatrice, swinging their swords.

When fighting, it was common sense to deal with the wizard first.

In battle, wizards were a variable in many ways.

But I wasn’t there to watch it quietly.

“When I tell you to run away, you run away.”

He swung his sword in front of Beatrice.

Quad deuk.

The weapons they were holding were broken and all their fingers holding them were broken.

“Kwaaaak!”

I stabbed the screaming guy in the chest.

Okay.

I felt my ribs being broken and my heart being pierced.

I grabbed the sword back and swung it sideways, kicking the guy’s body.

The sword is drawn.

Kwaaaaang!

It collided with an ax filled with aura.

“Air boom!”

Air burst out in front of the man holding the axe, causing his body to bounce back.

“Kaaaaak!”

He grabbed his face with one hand and ran into the arms of the axe-wielding guy.

Then, he stabbed the hand holding the ax with the handle and grabbed the guy’s neck with the other hand.

“Ugh… Wow…!”

Without even thinking about swinging the axe, I threw the struggling body of the guy.

Coo!

“evil!”

The man who was aiming for Mahol’s back collided with the man I had thrown and rolled on the ground.

Mahol glanced at me and threw his dagger.

Kujik.

A dagger pierced between their eyes.

Mahol’s face was expressionless as he killed people.

As if he were killing an insect, his eyes contained no other emotion than hostility and contempt.

“If only it wasn’t a monster…!”

Quad deuk.

Mahol, who killed even the last remaining person, approached me, pulling a dagger from the corpse.

Every time I took a step, the deadly force disappeared, and by the time it reached me, the deadly force had completely disappeared.

“You walk around dirty and covered in blood.”

I took the cloth out of my arms and handed it to him, then looked back at Ellis and Reina.

Still, I somehow managed to calm my heart by saying that this was not my first experience like this.

I looked back at them and looked down at the man’s body looking up at me with wide eyes.

‘What on earth did the monster say?’

I kept wondering why they had to hunt humans instead of monsters.

Who was the monster that made them have to give up hunting it?

It wasn’t what I expected.

Hero?

Not the main character.

The main character enters the North next year.

The day when information was stolen from the underworld and brought to the North.

At least not now.

If that’s the case, then it means it’s someone else.

Could it be that the movements were made by superhumans with heavy hips?

The superhumans I know are not people who move easily.

Taurin, the northern swordmaster, never leaves the desert.

The kingdom’s sword master and archmage do not move unless ordered by the king.

‘But it is also ambiguous to say that the emperor gave the order.’

Unless the emperor went crazy, there was no way he would send a sword master from the north.

Even if it is an empire, it cannot force open the northern gate.

If you try to force it open, the entire continent will rise up.

A sword master or archmage is no different from a one-man army.

Unless it’s something really important, I won’t move them even if it means reducing my power.

Then, there is something else.

“It doesn’t matter as long as it’s the main character.”

okay.

What if someone moves?

As long as I’m not the main character, all I have to do is achieve my goal here and leave.

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