Bachelor Swordsmanship Remastered [EN]: Chapter 202

202. The Little Palace Lord’s Fury

In the silence, Unhyun slowly sheathed his sword.

‘As I thought… this power…’

It’s not something a person should wield.

This isn’t a special sword technique or even a martial art.

It’s simply pouring out the immense energy of the Ice Soul through the sword; that’s all it is.

That powerful surge instantly swept away all other energies.

So, no matter how seasoned the veterans or how strong the steeds of the Northern Sea, they would collapse helplessly.

‘The problem is…’

Even Unhyun’s own internal energy is no exception.

The energy of the Eternal Ice that blew away the cavalry’s power also swept away Unhyun’s own.

In the end, this is a self-harming technique, akin to mutual destruction.

Naturally, there’s no reason to use it in a normal situation, nor can it be sustained for long.

He doesn’t know how that person, shown by the Eternal Ice, could unleash it for so long.

“Ugh.”

Unhyun staggered for a moment, without realizing it.

“Seo-gi, Oppa!”
The Twelfth Palace Lord exclaimed in surprise.

But Dokgo-rang was faster.

Whoosh, thud.

Dokgo-rang flew to Unhyun’s side in an instant and carefully supported him.

“Are you alright?”

“Ah, I’m fine.”

Unhyun refused the support.

And muttered inwardly.

‘I should have shown them this beforehand.’

He wanted to collapse right away, but he had to endure.

Because Overlord Bayantu and his three warriors still remained.

Swish.

Straightening his body, Unhyun turned his head towards Overlord Bayantu.

“Will you continue?”

He tried to make his voice as threatening as possible, but to others, it just sounded calm.

But that only added to the fear.

After disintegrating dozens of cavalrymen with a single sword strike, his voice was as plain as if nothing had happened.

Thud.

Overlord Bayantu dismounted from his horse.

He looked straight at Unhyun and said.

“…Bayantu.”

Swoosh.

Bayantu’s sturdy body slowly lowered.

He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and slowly lowered his graying head.

“I greet the Azure Wolf.”

The weight contained in those short words was by no means light.

The other warriors, Kutula and Essen, also dismounted.

Thump, thump.

They too knelt on one knee, clasped their hands together, and bowed their heads.

“We greet the Azure Wolf.”

“We greet the Azure Wolf.”

The Twelfth Palace Lord conveyed to Unhyun in a trembling voice.

“They called you the Azure Wolf.”

Unhyun sighed softly and quietly closed his eyes.

‘Have I overcome one obstacle now?’

Just as he was thinking that, it happened.

Bang.

A small explosion erupted.

And soon, a flute-like sound followed.

Pwee-ee-ee-ee.

The trail of white smoke rising into the sky was visible to everyone.

Overlord Bayantu, who had raised his head, frowned, and Kabul said in a low voice.

“I apologize, but…”

In Kabul’s hand was a tube about the size of a bamboo joint.

“I cannot accept this.”

“Kabul, you bastard! Still…”

Kutula and Essen were about to get angry, but Bayantu held out his hand to stop them.

Overlord Bayantu said with a look of helplessness.

“What more can we do here now?”

The Twelve Riders and thirty-six cavalrymen had fallen.

Overlord Bayantu and the two warriors, Kurula and Essen, sincerely acknowledged the Azure Wolf.

What more could they do?

But Kabul’s eyes were still alive with defiance.

“Even so, we cannot retreat. This is already war.”

Kabul said with a sharp look.

“You…”

“He probably doesn’t have the strength to blow away the cavalry anymore. No, even if he could…”

Doo-doo-doo.

A faint sound began to be heard in the distance.

A sneer appeared on Kabul’s lips.

“I don’t think he can withstand even three hundred cavalrymen alone.”

Doo-doo-doo-doo.

The sound of hooves echoing across the desolate land gradually grew louder.

Along with it, the bitter smile on Kabul’s lips grew thicker.

“W-What’s going on now?”

Jegeul Giho asked the Twelfth Palace Lord with an anxious expression.

“What did that guy say? What’s wrong? Something’s wrong, isn’t it?”

Jegeul Giho said, pressing her.

Anyone would feel that way listening to the signal flare Kabul had just launched and the sound of hooves growing closer.

But the Twelfth Palace Lord smiled instead of answering.

“Oh, this is quite a coincidence.”

The smile disappeared from Kabul’s face as he looked back at her.

Watching the stiffened Kabul, the Twelfth Palace Lord continued, as if enjoying herself.

“Mine is pink, you see.”

In her hand was a tube about the size of a bamboo joint.

The same thing that Kabul had just launched was in her hand.

The moment Kabul’s expression twisted, the Twelfth Palace Lord pulled the string attached to the tube with all her might.

Bang. Pwee-ee-ee-ee.

With a small explosion, pink smoke left a long trail in the blue sky as it rose.

Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off that signal.

“This is much prettier, isn’t it?”

Jegeul Giho shouted in disbelief.

“Is this the time to be talking about pretty things!”

“Oh my! You’re shouting too loud.”

The Twelfth Palace Lord said, slightly frowning.

But Jegeul Giho didn’t care. That wasn’t the issue now.

“You definitely sent a signal just now, right? Someone’s coming to help, right? Right? Please tell me it’s true.”

Jegeul Giho was desperate.

She couldn’t help it.

Because they could now see from afar that the identity of the approaching hooves was heavily armed cavalry.

“Yes.”

The Twelfth Palace Lord nodded with a smiling face.

“My sister is coming.”

“Sister? Ah, the Little Palace Lord?”

Jegeul Giho was still uneasy even after hearing the answer.

“Um, surely it’s not just the Little Palace Lord who’s coming, right?”

At Jegeul Giho’s anxious question, the Twelfth Palace Lord tilted her head.

“I wonder?”

Jegeul Giho’s expression twisted as it was.

“No, their side launched a signal, and the sound of hooves is shaking the heavens and earth, but what about our side? Shouldn’t we at least hear the sound of a horn!”

“We don’t blow horns.”

“Whatever!”

Jegeul Giho snapped.

But the Twelfth Palace Lord shook her head.

Only then did Jegeul Giho realize.

That voice from a moment ago wasn’t the Twelfth Palace Lord.

“Huh?”

Neigh.

A steed exhaling rough breaths, and a woman lightly dismounting from her horse, was seen.

A woman wearing light martial attire but unable to hide her beauty, was none other than the Third Palace Lord of the Northern Sea.

“Sister!”

The Twelfth Palace Lord ran to the Third Palace Lord in an instant.

“They already sent a signal, you didn’t need to launch one too.”

She spoke as if scolding, but the Third Palace Lord didn’t push away the Twelfth Palace Lord who was hugging her.

The Third Palace Lord hugged the Twelfth Palace Lord and lightly stroked her hair.

“You’ve done well.”

“Hehe.”

The Twelfth Palace Lord smiled and looked up at the Third Palace Lord.

It was quite a touching scene, but Jegeul Giho was dumbfounded.

“No, did she really come alone?”

The Third Palace Lord ignored that cry.

Step, step.

The Third Palace Lord walked towards Unhyun with light steps.

And stopped right in front of Unhyun.

Rustle.

One knee of the Third Palace Lord touched the parched earth.

Lowering her body, she paid her respects to Unhyun.

“Oh, um, you don’t have to do this…”

“The Third Palace Lord greets the Azure Wolf.”

The Third Palace Lord raised her head.

“Did you like the training chamber?”

The eyes of the woman asking were sparkling beautifully.

“Um, well…”

What should he answer?

That magnificent sight of the Eternal Ice, and that fantastically beautiful sword dance from that distant past.

While Unhyun, his heart full, couldn’t continue his words, the Third Palace Lord was already standing up.

Rustle.

Looking at Overlord Bayantu, the Third Palace Lord said.

“Still, it seems Overlord has accepted it. That’s a relief. I didn’t want to be rude to the General either.”

Swish.

The Third Palace Lord turned her gaze.

“But unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like you do.”

The person she was talking about wasn’t Kabul.

Neigh, purr.

Clatter, clatter.

The horses neighed and slowly approached.

In the meantime, three hundred cavalrymen had come within striking distance.

Heavily armed warriors were shining with murderous intent, and spears and swords gleamed blue under the sunlight.

“It’s you after all.”

The young man at the head said.

The handsome face looking down at the Third Palace Lord was none other than the First Palace Lord of the Ice Palace.

He had already anticipated that someone would appear after seeing the pink signal that rose after Kabul’s signal.

“Who else would it be but me?”

Even in the murderous aura of the cavalry that seemed to prick the skin, her voice even sounded somewhat seductive.

The First Palace Lord chuckled.

“Yes, it could only be you.”

With a smile, the First Palace Lord continued.

“Tell me. What is your plan to face these three hundred cavalrymen?”

That voice contained a subtle pride.

It was because he was confident that no matter how outstanding the Third Palace Lord’s strategy was, there was no way to withstand these three hundred cavalrymen now.

But the Third Palace Lord’s expression remained unchanged.

“The First Palace Lord’s three hundred cavalrymen are a formidable force.”

Moving her red lips, the Third Palace Lord calmly continued.

“Yes. To face the Azure Wolf, this much is needed. But to the Azure Wolf…”

A seductive smile flowed on her red lips.

“Twelve is enough.”

Swish.

At the same time as the Third Palace Lord’s white hand was lightly raised, new figures appeared from among the stone tombs.

Twelve slender women wearing plain martial attire.

However, the First Palace Lord couldn’t help but have his face stiffen the moment he saw them.

Jegeul Giho shouted with a delighted expression.

“Bingseol!”

Among the women who appeared was the familiar her, Bingseol.

The meaning of that fact was clear.

The First Palace Lord muttered with a distorted face.

“The Northern Sea, Twelve Bi.”

It wasn’t just the First Palace Lord whose face had stiffened.

The Overlord, his warriors, and even the former elders couldn’t hide their surprise.

The Northern Sea Twelve Bi are the strongest force in the Northern Sea.

For them to appear all at once was truly a major event.

“Are you saying you were able to move the Northern Sea Twelve Bi as you pleased?”

The First Palace Lord’s question represented everyone’s thoughts.

“Of course not.”

The Third Palace Lord smiled faintly.

“The Northern Sea Twelve Bi are a force solely for the Northern Sea. Even the Ice Emperor cannot move them privately.”

Swish.

Turning to the First Palace Lord, the Third Palace Lord continued.

It wasn’t just the First Palace Lord who felt that her eyes were like a leopard watching its prey.

“The person who made the Northern Sea Twelve Bi move is you.”

The First Palace Lord frowned.

“…What do you mean?”

“The Overlord, his three warriors, and even the Twelve Riders and even fifty-some cavalrymen.”

The Little Palace Lord chuckled.

“Yes. Perhaps they can accept it. If it’s a pure challenge to the Azure Wolf.”

At her words, the Overlord felt ashamed.

He had brought over fifty cavalrymen to face a single person.

Only now did he realize how cowardly that action was.

“But.”

The Third Palace Lord said.

“Three hundred cavalrymen are nothing more or less than a hostile act against the Azure Wolf. Ah, did Kabul mention it? This is already war. So…”

Flare.

A flame flared in her eyes.

“How could the Northern Sea Twelve Bi stand idly by those who dared to declare war on the Azure Wolf?”

The Third Palace Lord’s eyes were burning with anger.