The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 175

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 175

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Chapter 175

Unique World (4)

It didn’t take long for Yoosungwoo to defeat everyone with his meteor shower of swords.

Without moving an inch, he defeated them all in under five minutes.

He didn’t even need to swing his sword once.

Yoosungwoo’s unique world was shaped by his will and mental image.

Even without physically swinging his sword, countless blades moved according to his will.

The sheer number of swords, hundreds, thousands strong, was enough to overwhelm anyone.

A terrifying number of swords wielded by Yoosungwoo’s will alone.

No matter how hard they fought, they couldn’t overcome the relentless wave of swords he unleashed.

“You… you really are a monster. There was a reason you tore through Cepesh’s unique world.”

“It’s pathetic that you can’t even withstand this much.”

Yoosungwoo said, yawning slightly.

“Let’s try again. Come at me with all your power.”

At his words, those who were resting to recover their strength began to move.

Having learned the hard way that individual attacks were useless, Hong Seohwa and Baek Woohyun stood at the front, swords drawn.

Choi Ayeon and Yoo Wol flanked them on either side, with the A-class divers providing support from behind.

In the rear, the mages prepared to cast their spells.

Forming a classic boss-fight formation, they advanced together.

Simultaneously, Yoosungwoo conjured another wave of swords.

Broken swords, cracked swords… the kind commonly found scattered across a battlefield surged forward.

“They won’t last long!”

Bathory and Schuel simultaneously cast spells, creating a magical barrier, and then began weaving more complex incantations.

At the same time, those at the front advanced, swinging their swords to cleave through the incoming wave.

Blue energy currents and crimson flames erupted, momentarily splitting the wave, but the gaps were instantly filled with more swords.

The endlessly surging wave of swords.

Having experienced it once, they were less helpless, but it was still more difficult than enduring the area-of-effect attack of a typical boss monster.

“Hmm.”

Yoosungwoo frowned as he saw them holding their ground relatively well.

Then, the wave of swords, which had been moving in a single mass, split into two, attacking both flanks.

“Damn it! Is my brain overloading?! How can he control so many swords!”

“If you have time to talk, chant!”

“Shut up, you damn vampire!”

This forced the two archmages in the rear to work even harder.

Bathory waved her staff, and Schuel frantically made hand seals, casting additional spells.

The deployed magic intercepted the split waves, finally creating an opening for attack.

The swordsmen at the front poured out their power to clear a path to Yoosungwoo, and Yoo Jiwoo stepped forward.

The tactic was based on the hope that he wouldn’t use excessive force against his own sister.

Yoo Jiwoo unleashed her magical power, challenging him not as a mage this time, but as a swordswoman.

She decided to focus on one discipline rather than being mediocre at both.

As Yoo Jiwoo wielded the Hae Wol Sword [Sea Moon Sword], waves of energy surged in the meadow around her.

The blue waves, fueled by her magical power, crashed into Yoosungwoo’s sword wave, pushing towards him.

“Die–!”

“You have no kind words for your brother.”

But if that was Yoo Jiwoo’s will, it was something he had to accept.

Yoosungwoo remained in place, taking a long breath.

Then, a wall of swords rose in front of him, halting her advance.

“Kuh…!”

Clang, clang, clang!

Yoo Jiwoo furiously swung her sword to cut down the wall, but before she knew it, dozens of swords were surrounding her neck.

“One down.”

Yoosungwoo muttered, taking his first step backward.

Choi Ayeon, who had approached unnoticed, slashed at the spot where he had been standing.

She had approached, hidden in the shadow of the wave created by Yoo Jiwoo, but she couldn’t even graze Yoosungwoo’s clothes.

With a look of dismay, she tried to retreat, but swords had already blocked her escape.

“You should have retreated the moment you realized you failed…”

And two.

Yoosungwoo restrained Choi Ayeon with his swords, then narrowed his eyes.

This time, it was the A-class divers of Sword Soul. Too weak to move individually, they charged in a group like a wedge.

Behind them, Baek Woohyun, Hong Seohwa, and Yoo Wol followed, shielded by the mages’ magic.

The A-class divers were literally the wedge, and the other three were the hammer.

Unlike before, they charged with a coordinated tactic.

Were Yoo Jiwoo and Choi Ayeon also bait?

Yoosungwoo thought it was an interesting tactic and drew his sword for the first time.

The A-class divers in front unleashed their abilities and charged as if to kill.

In a real battle, they would have entrusted their future to the three behind them, risking their lives.

It was the right choice.

If their own strength wasn’t enough, then sacrificing themselves for the stronger ones was the way of the battlefield.

However, Yoosungwoo didn’t want them to die either.

He didn’t want them to have to sacrifice themselves for others.

“I’ll show you something good.”

So, for them, Yoosungwoo swung his sword.

Hoping that they would learn something from this sword and rise to greater heights.

In Yoosungwoo’s world, Yoosungwoo’s sword is swung.

That meant his will had begun to move.

The sword drew an elegant, beautiful curve.

The afterimage left by the aura captivated the eyes of everyone rushing towards him.

The extremely beautiful sword was slow enough to be followed with the eyes, but being able to see it didn’t mean they could stop it.

As Yoosungwoo brought his sword to the tip of the foremost diver’s sword, it was helplessly drawn in as if attached by a suction cup.

That wasn’t the end of it. Yoosungwoo’s sword continued to move, attaching the swords of the others to his own, and then pushing them sideways, dismantling the wedge.

As the A-class divers were all pushed aside, the three exposed hammers gritted their teeth and continued forward.

This was also a good choice.

When a plan goes awry, warriors are forced to make a choice.

Whether to continue or turn back and run.

And if it’s an urgent situation, they don’t even have time to think.

They had to make a decision in a very short moment, and the three in front seemed to have concluded to continue.

The three attacked from different directions.

Yoosungwoo, seeing their obvious intention to occupy the area and apply pressure, decided to play along.

He firmly stepped on the hilt of a knife lying on the ground, deflecting Hong Seohwa’s sword, and used the Ilseng [his sword’s name] in his hand to deflect Baek Woohyun’s Namcheong Sword [Southern Sky Sword].

With his empty hand, he quickly grabbed Yoo Wol’s approaching wrist and began a battle of strength.

Having blocked the attacks of the three in an instant, he twisted Yoo Wol’s arm and rose into the air, kicking the knife that had deflected Hong Seohwa’s sword to push her away as well.

Baek Woohyun swung his sword like lightning, but Yoosungwoo’s sword bent like taffy, ensnaring the Namcheong Sword.

Since he couldn’t win against Yoosungwoo in a battle of strength, Baek Woohyun immediately let go of the hilt and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, but Yoosungwoo took the blows as if they didn’t hurt at all.

Instead, he headbutted Baek Woohyun’s forehead.

“Kuhuk!”

“Good judgment.”

Perhaps anticipating that he would suffer the same fate, Yoo Wol quickly retreated, and Hong Seohwa was fighting a desperate battle with the sword Yoosungwoo had sent flying.

Yoosungwoo ended the situation by sending a wave of sword energy towards Hong Seohwa, then looked at the two archmages in the distance.

While they were buying time in front, the two seemed to have gathered their magical power to prepare a spell.

Instead of moving, Yoosungwoo decided to watch and see what they had prepared.

“I’ll definitely kill you…”

Following Schuel’s voice, filled with hatred, a large magic circle was completed around the two of them.

The magic circle floating in the air began to make strange sounds as it rotated.

“I-Is this magic really okay?! No matter how I look at it, the firepower is insane?!”

“This is elven magic!”

The magical power flowing from the large magic circle engraved in the air distorted reality according to the rules of the magic circle.

What appeared from there was a small blue flame.

Schuel pointed at Yoosungwoo with her finger and shouted.

“Descend, flame of the great sea that burns evil! Rise from the depths of the deep sea and burn everything, incinerate it!”

Anti-Demon Extermination Formula

Extermination Blue Flame

A fire-based grand magic spell used on great demons, not humans, had appeared in this place.

What made it possible to realize this magic was purely the magical power of the two archmages and Schuel’s talent for drawing out insane hatred and anger.

To achieve inner peace, it is necessary to vent surface anger.

Yoosungwoo twitched his eyebrows as he looked at the magic she had constructed.

At this rate, Schuel might be the first to complete her unique world.

“…I should repay her.”

The small blue flame soon grew in size, becoming so terrifyingly large that it looked like the sun.

The heat emanating from the flame began to scorch the earth, trying to paint Yoosungwoo’s red world in blue.

“Dieeeeeee–!”

The giant flame fell towards Yoosungwoo with Schuel’s tearing voice.

Despite the other divers lying scattered around him, it was a ruthless attack that didn’t care about them.

Was it because high elves still treated humans as barbarians?

Or was it because they were using them as hostages to create a situation where Yoosungwoo couldn’t avoid it?

Either way, it was malicious, so Yoosungwoo chuckled and sent Ilseng back, then drew his fifth sword.

After cutting Cepesh, he was finally able to fully restore his fifth sword.

This one was also tricky like the fourth sword, Heuksa [Black Snake].

But since it was just about restoration, he would be able to use it often from now on.

It was a sword with many uses.

“Come to me, Owol.”

Owol, or Yonggwang (Dragon Light) [both names are provided for clarity].

The sword made by carving the only long tooth of the infamous Sea Dragon whole.

The sword, responding to his call, gathered in the form of a blue cluster of light and was grasped in his hand.

The cone-shaped sword, thinner and sharper than a cavalry lance, was specialized for thrusting rather than cutting, closer to an estoc [a thrusting sword] than a rapier [a lighter, faster sword].

The ivory-colored Owol spat out its sword name as if trembling at the long-awaited call, and began to rotate violently, automatically emitting blue magical power in a spiral.

Yoosungwoo smiled at the sight and took a stance.

At the same time, Yoosungwoo’s aura surged, harmonizing with Owol’s magical power, and emitted a fierce aura from his entire body.

And, when the mass of blue flame came right before his eyes.

He thrust Owol, which had been pulled back as far as possible, into the flame.

The connection of rotation and power, from the tip of his toes to the tip of the sword.

One of the secret techniques that could be unleashed with Owol in his hand, which had pierced the hearts of countless demons, revealed itself to the world.