Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 215

The Three Kings’ Disciple (216)

215

Ben, the vice-commander of the Chirping Bird Knights, collapsed, clutching his neck.

‘Vice-Commander!’

The knights quickly supported him as he fell, shouting.

‘……!’

Their panicked eyes darted to the transparent barrier.

The slight ripples and distortions indicated that the magic was still functioning normally.

‘……!’

The eyes that had been scanning beyond the wall widened further.

The magic was working, yet Ben had been attacked.

And with that one blow, the Sword Master, the vice-commander of the Chirping Bird, had fallen.

‘All units!’

This meant their opponent was an incredibly powerful being.

A martial artist, and a strong one at that.

‘Draw swords-!’

They had to get this information out somehow.

But then.

Crack!

Something pierced through the chest of the one supporting Ben.

‘……?’

His face, initially contorted in bewilderment,

‘……!’

Twisted in horror once more.

Crack!

But before he could utter a word, his upper body was split in half, and he collapsed.

‘What are you…!’

Crack!

‘Now!’

Thud!

‘Vice….’

Thump!

‘Vice-Commander….’

Finally, only the last one remained, faintly calling out his name before falling.

The transparent barrier was still functioning perfectly.

Beyond it, the one who had decimated half of the knights was.

‘I guess I have no choice but to kill them all.’

It was Ben, the vice-commander, who rose with a body stained black, touching his neck, the wound disappearing.

Also, one of his hands transformed into a black blade.

Thud!

He began to massacre the knights who were with him.

Despite the sudden situation, Ben’s face looked rather at ease.

Perhaps he had calmed down somewhat.

After letting the rest escape, Ben stared at Lee Rowoon.

The caster of the magic was already dead.

Woong!

The transparent barrier was slowly disappearing and scattering.

‘So, you were targeting me from the start.’

Behind them, the Rediac, or rather, the Special Forces members, were fighting the Giant Spiders.

On the other side, the knights, seemingly on Ben’s side, were hunting down the mercenary group that was fleeing with black energy swirling around them.

In the center, Ben and Lee Rowoon were glaring at each other.

‘But you should have killed me with the first move.’

Ben’s hands had already turned into black blades.

And then.

Swoosh!

He shot towards Lee Rowoon as if propelled.

Ben’s skill was undoubtedly that of a Sword Master.

At the Silver level, he was at the peak of the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts mastery].

However, the aura he was emitting now was at the extreme of the Hyungyeong realm [an even higher level of martial arts mastery].

‘Grand Sword Master.’

This was not something he had hidden, but a change that was akin to an instantaneous evolution.

It was something that defied common sense.

Ben was approaching like a projectile.

His face was filled with a firm sense of victory.

The moment he swung his arms to slash down.

‘Black Knight.’

Finally, Lee Rowoon’s mouth opened, and his sword moved slightly.

Just as Lee Rowoon and Ben were about to collide.

Swoosh!

Ben was sliced through, passing through Lee Rowoon.

The fragments seemed to cover Lee Rowoon.

Sizzle.

Lee Rowoon had already enveloped his body with Ki [life force energy].

Lee Rowoon turned around.

Ben, the vice-commander of the Chirping Bird.

His true identity was, as he had just said, a Black Knight.

They were widespread throughout Einheart and were a major force of Einheart, hidden within the Knights.

They were indispensable beings for Einheart.

Because.

Boom!

They were also known by another name: Controllers.

Far away, an explosion erupted.

The mercenary group, which had only been fleeing from the knights, had finally begun their counterattack.

***

The mercenary group, who had been treated like slaves, suddenly began to counterattack the knights.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t been resisting while being massacred.

‘You bastards!’

They couldn’t resist.

The players who were born and raised in Einheart were branded, and they had no choice but to follow orders.

That’s why they were slaves.

And the Black Knights, and those beings created in Einheart.

‘They’re control towers.’

They were the control towers that subjugated the slaves of the region.

Beings bound by magical contracts.

Not a demon’s contract, but a contract made by humans, and the moment those Black Knights were destroyed.

Boom!

The subjugation was released.

The players were fighting better than expected.

That was because the mercenaries, who were players from Einheart, were different from the Silver players.

The chronic problem of players was alleviated through contracts with the Black Knights.

‘The lack of combat experience….’

Was built up by being used as slave fighters under the name of mercenaries.

And the players who were completed in this way.

Swoosh!

Became true veterans, overcoming their shortcomings.

Boom!

The battle with the knights.

Behind them, the Special Forces members, who had finished their battle with the Giant Spiders, were joining the fight.

‘Shall we help?’

They asked Lee Rowoon.

‘No.’

Lee Rowoon replied.

‘They should have time to vent their anger.’

The purpose of this mission was to eliminate the Black Knights they had accidentally discovered and liberate the players of the region.

Ironically, they were acting like a righteous army.

Well, it didn’t matter to Lee Rowoon.

‘…….’

It would look different to the Special Forces members, who were pure-blooded martial artists of Silver.

Even if the degree was different.

‘It’s cruel.’

The members, having learned about the knights’ actions, said it was cruel.

‘Die!’

‘You bastards!’

They also thought the players’ expressions of anger were cruel.

It wasn’t a battle, but a raw, wild rage.

They grabbed, tore, crushed, screamed, and wailed.

Having experienced the same thing while working as mercenaries for a short time, they could empathize even more.

‘……….’

The members seemed lost in thought.

‘Team Leader…, what do you think?’

To the 3rd team, Lee Rowoon was more than a spiritual pillar.

If they hadn’t seen the events in the lawless zone, they would have thought of them as urban legends, and the same was true for the time they had spent in Einheart over the past month.

Lee Rowoon was a being they couldn’t even imagine.

A mystery itself.

‘About what?’

Lee Rowoon’s words prompted a member to speak.

‘Do you think Silver and Einheart are the same?’

They asked cautiously.

‘There’s no difference.’

They received a curt reply.

‘Whether they’re slaves branded with a slave mark or slaves with shackles, the fact that they’re slaves doesn’t change.’

And.

‘Even your perception of thinking of them as slaves.’

‘……….’

Everything was the same.

‘When you go back later, look around for yourselves. And judge. What is different.’

The members closed their mouths at Lee Rowoon’s languid voice, which spoke without inflection.

‘But there is one difference.’

Everyone perked up their ears at Lee Rowoon’s words.

‘What is it?’

‘Anger.’

This world where everyone was angry.

The players’ anger worked by dividing the East and West.

Within the Silver territory, it was anger towards the martial artists.

Here in Einheart….

‘The direction is different. You’ll see soon.’

Crack!

The mercenary group finally defeated the knights.

The strongest leader had been killed by the vice-commander Ben, and the vice-commander Ben had annihilated most of the knights.

And he had been killed by Lee Rowoon.

‘…….’

The remaining remnants were subdued by the mercenary group, which still had a large number of members.

The surviving mercenaries, trampling on the corpses of the knights, approached.

‘…….’

They stared silently for a long time.

‘What do you want us to do?’

That was the first thing they said.

These were the players of Einheart.

They had lived as mercenaries, becoming mercenaries.

‘Isn’t it usually, what do you want?’

They thought there was a price for everything.

‘The ones who can activate the brand will come again anyway. It’s the same even if we leave here.’

The moment they crossed into another region, the slave brands of the players would be reactivated by the Black Knights there.

The only thing those who had beaten the knights to death in anger could do was to scatter.

‘Do what you want.’

At Lee Rowoon’s words, they nodded as if satisfied.

At that moment.

Kiyaaaaaaaa!

A Giant Spider of unimaginable size appeared, casting the world into darkness.

One of the members who had been sent ahead had appeared, leading the boss monster.

The moment Lee Rowoon’s sword moved slightly.

Kiek.

The Giant Spider fell with a hole in its head as if it had been pierced by a large spear.

The gate closed.

They would leave.

And.

‘As much as you want.’

The outside would already be a mess.

* * *

It was no different from the lawless zone.

Flames!

Buildings were burning.

‘Aaaaaaah!’

‘Save me!’

Screams were heard from all directions.

It was a riot.

The players, whose contracts had been severed by the death of the Black Knight Ben, were unleashing the anger they had been holding back.

And the targets were.

‘You damn bastards!’

‘What is the Mercenary Association doing!’

‘Request support from the Knights!’

The Einheart people.

And.

‘Why…! Why are you doing this!’

It was the same for the general public.

Swoosh!

The one who had been split in half and died without any resistance.

A player with eyes blazing with anger stood before him.

‘You’re all the same.’

The same residents of the same Earth.

But they were the ones who had agreed to enslave the players.

‘You too-!’

They treated the players as if they were a curse, saying that they were different from themselves.

‘Take this.’

Lee Rowoon handed something to one of his members.

‘It’s what you need to connect with Number 1.’

In the midst of the riot, he was preparing to part ways with his members.

‘Team Leader…?’

‘I have another mission.’

‘We too…!’

Lee Rowoon’s languid eyes narrowed slightly.

‘Do you think you’ll be of help?’

‘…….’

‘Go. Before I get annoyed.’

In the end, the members who had received what Lee Rowoon had given them bowed deeply.

‘And you probably won’t die.’

What Lee Rowoon had promised.

That he would make sure they didn’t die.

As he had said, no one from the 3rd team had died during their missions.

Moreover, their skills had improved by watching Lee Rowoon, and some had even reached the Hyungyeong realm.

The teachings and influence of a master were like that.

Or rather, it was possible because Lee Rowoon himself was a person of a different dimension.

‘If it’s not too much to ask….’

Before leaving, a member spoke.

‘Could we know your sect? Or even your alias. For some reason, it feels like we won’t see you again here. We won’t forget your grace.’

At their words, Lee Rowoon stood silently.

‘I understand.’

In the end, the members accepted.

‘But we won’t forget your grace. We’ll see you when we get back.’

With those words, the members moved their feet.

They were trying their best not to look back as they left.

Regardless of that.

Step.

Lee Rowoon took a light step.

Flames were rising everywhere.

Boom!

Explosions too.

‘Aaaaaaah!’

Death too.

In the midst of it, Lee Rowoon was moving freely.

The work of the Special Forces was over.

Now was the time to move in earnest.

Lee Rowoon had to go find the guest who would greet him.

‘Phile.’

Of the Batella Knights, her.