All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 118

◈ Chapter 118

59. Even Though You Ran Away – 2

Ise had a general idea of what Loki had told him earlier.

That the female warrior was likely Freya.

A knight of the Carja Knights must not only bear the halo of Carja.

They must possess honor and refine themselves.

They must respect the strong and protect the weak, as befitting a knight.

To Ise, who faithfully carried out these duties, those who flaunted the power of others as their own were objects of contempt.

“Freya. Is it true that you ran away from the giants?”

“I don’t know where you heard such nonsense, but this Freya has never retreated in the face of an enemy.”

Ise glanced at Loki after hearing her confident declaration.

He simply smiled coldly.

“When Surtur raised his sword, you begged. You said you would become his subordinate, his slave, and take the lead in destroying the world.”

Freya glared at Loki, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Danju, who had been watching them back and forth, sighed.

“I’m not interested in the truth of the story. There’s only one thing to do.”

-Click.

The sword drawn from its sheath was pointed at Freya and her subordinates.

“The Sword Flower Troupe never retreats when it has to fight.”

“Flower of the Sword. You are the one who passed the test of a hundred. Fight alongside the great warrior,” Freya said encouragingly.

But Danju shook his head.

“If I have to take sides, it’s better to side with the one who helped me.”

He had joined hands with Ian while fighting Blue Moon, and that friendly relationship was still in effect.

So it would be better to side with him for now.

Besides, he had even received this blessing, though he hadn’t asked for it.

Blue light flickered from the pattern engraved on Danju’s sword.

Freya’s beautiful face twisted in displeasure when she saw it.

“Are you following that cowardly bitch, Marzana!”

“I only follow one thing: the way of the sword.”

“Sweep away all those morons!” Freya shrieked.

There was no more conversation.

Freya pointed her sword, and the Valkyries and Einherjar [elite warriors of Norse mythology chosen to fight in Valhalla] rushed forward.

Danju pulled back the sword aimed at them.

“Only the sword matters.”

His sword was filled with aura.

The moment it harmonized with the energy of the pattern engraved on the sword, Danju slashed his sword.

-Kuuuuung!!

As the blades of aura fluttered like ten thousand flower petals, Danju said coldly, “This is one of the swords of the Sword Flower Troupe: Manilhong.”

The moment the aura moved like flower petals scattering in the wind and swept through the Einherjar, Ise’s sword stretched out to the sky.

“Snowstorm! Ice and snow! Show your power here!”

He was different from Danju, who believed that only swordsmanship was paramount.

That’s why Ise properly utilized the enchantment that Marzana had cast on him.

The sky darkened.

The moment black storm clouds gathered, snowflakes began to fall.

“Ugh!”

Frost began to form on the Valkyries’ wings of light.

As they fell to the ground due to the added weight, Loki stepped forward.

“Hahaha!”

The Valkyries turned into light the moment they were stabbed by daggers.

Loki chuckled as he absorbed the light.

“Finally, the time has come!”

“Loki! You damn clown!”

“Hahaha! To deceive you, I discarded all my power when I fought Heimdall!”

“Let him enjoy it.”

Anyway, all Ian had to do was catch Freya.

Danju and Ise fought the Einherjar, and Loki caught the Valkyries.

The four of them were overwhelming an army of over a thousand.

Freya’s expression hardened as she watched the scene.

Ian walked leisurely towards her.

“You!”

She distorted her beautiful features and raised her sword.

At that moment, black energy surged within the sword.

And, in response, a huge pillar appeared in the beautiful castle.

The same pillar that was in Marzana’s world.

As the pillar reached the sky, the black energy emanating from Freya’s body became even more intense.

Ian, who received Kirke’s report, looked at the sky.

Unlike last time, the pillar was not breaking the sky.

It was simply sending all its power to Freya.

“So you made a deal with the demons.”

“Ha! Made a deal?! I am the most benevolent, the most courageous, and the most beautiful ruler in the world! Everyone is my slave!”

Even if they were demons from another world, as long as they fell for her charm, their power was hers.

That’s why she enslaved them, and that’s why she took their power.

“What’s wrong with the master using the slave’s things!”

Vast malice poured down on Ian.

As Ian dodged it easily and approached, Freya unleashed even more malice.

But it was useless.

Ian was simply dodging those attacks with ease.

“Don’t approach my goddess! Rude bastard!”

“Die!”

The Valkyries and Einherjar rushed in.

Ian moved his feet without even glancing at them.

Demonic Divine Art, Chapter of Heavenly Destruction.

Heavenly Demon Sword.

-Clang!!

The sword that had been sleeping in its sheath stepped forward on its own.

Then, it flew through the air and cut down the Valkyries and Einherjar.

The Valkyries disappeared into light, and the Einherjar fell, bleeding.

Freya completely froze as the sword, still floating in the air, followed Ian.

“…How can you use the sword that draws itself and cuts down giants! That’s my brother’s!”

Shock and confusion settled on Freya’s face.

Regardless, Ian walked up the stairs.

One step.

One step.

Each time he went up, the Valkyries and Einherjar guarding the stairs lost their lives.

But Freya did not step forward.

Even though her subordinates were being helplessly defeated.

She just had a surprised expression on her face.

“F, Freya-nim!”

“Please help me! That guy is… Keugh!”

The sword pierced the chest of one Einherjar warrior.

The blood he spat out as he fell stained Freya’s white armor.

Nevertheless, she couldn’t swing her sword.

“You… You!! You!! You can’t be!”

She looked at Ian with a shocked expression and said, “Skirnir?! The human who took my brother’s sword! You too. Did you come here?”

Instead of answering, Ian sneered and simply continued walking.

But that alone was enough.

“Ah. Aaaah…”

Freya took a step back.

The proud warrior who had claimed so much courage and valor retreated again.

“Don’t come. Don’t look at me like that. I am your master. With extreme beauty, you will become my slave!”

A bewitching charm that could captivate anyone, young or old, was revealed.

Vast magic began to fill her eyes.

“Why?!”

-Thud.

She ended up collapsing.

While she was staring blankly at him, terrified.

-Stab!!

Ian’s sword, which had already eliminated the last Einherjar, pierced her abdomen.

White armor began to be stained with blood.

The moment she was about to say something, trembling with pain and fear, Loki’s dagger, who had already jumped over, slit her throat.

“Hoo… Thank you. Sir. Thanks to you, I was able to achieve my goal.”

“If you’ve achieved that goal, let’s get rid of that too.”

Ian pulled out the sword that was stuck in Freya’s abdomen.

He scattered the blood remaining on the sword and pointed to Freya’s castle.

“She’s been a coward for a long time. So she always wanted the power to protect herself.”

Loki smiled as he looked down at Freya’s corpse.

And he flicked his dagger lightly.

“That’s why she tried to make everything her slave.”

“I guess so.”

“Without knowing that it would bring disaster.”

Loki, who smirked, threw his dagger at the castle with all his might.

-Kwaaaang!!

The beautiful temple collapsed from the blow.

At the same time, the pillar grew even larger.

Because Freya’s death meant that she and the temple didn’t have to send power, it regained its original function.

Loki grinned at the pillar that was trying to destroy the world.

“Sir. Sir. Do you know? That if that pillar pierces the sky, this place will be ruined?”

“It will.”

“Then this tower, and the world outside, including this tower, will all collapse. I don’t want that either. What do you think, sir?”

“I don’t want that either.”

As Ian picked up his sword and walked, Loki chuckled.

“But sir,” Loki, who came next to him, asked in a cold tone, “You are… Skirnir, aren’t you?”

He swallowed hard, savoring the moment.

“The one who took Frey’s sword and defeated Surtur, who was trying to end that dying world, to prevent its destruction?”

Ian, who glanced at Loki’s grinning smile, picked up his sword instead of answering.

The pillar shattered into pieces with one blow, and Ian said to Loki, “Isn’t that something you don’t need to know?”

“Ha. Hahahahaha!! That’s right! That’s right! Well, that’s none of my business!”

And he stomped on Freya’s head and growled, “Other than trampling on all these damn bastards, other than punishing the bastards who killed my children so horribly, I don’t care about anything else.”

He smiled and looked at the ruined castle.

Everything was destroyed, but only one thing remained intact: the golden throne used by the ruler of this world.

“Since you gentlemen have helped me, I should also repay you.”

Loki, who was squatting on the throne, grinned at Danju and Ise, who approached.

“Do you want power? Or…”

“Just open the way and ensure a smooth retreat later. There’s nothing you can give that we need,” Ian interrupted bluntly.

Loki shrugged at Ian’s response.

“Then, don’t you gentlemen want anything either?”

“No.”

“I don’t want much either. In the first place, Ian did the biggest job…”

He moved the sword with a strange trick and caught not only the Valkyries and Einherjar but also Freya.

If Ian doesn’t want it, then he doesn’t have the cheek to receive it either.

Loki clapped and rejoiced at their reaction.

“Kyahahaha!! Good! Very good! But what should I do about this?”

He smirked and snapped his fingers.

At that moment, a new pattern appeared on the sheaths of the two swords.

“I’m not the type to do what others want.”

“Tsk.”

“What a useless thing to do. But why don’t you give it to Ian?”

“…Huh?”

There was no big change in Ian’s sword sheath.

Loki tilted his head and snapped his fingers again.

But no change occurred to him, and Loki’s expression hardened.