Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 241

The appearance of the Blood Monk brought silence to all directions.

“…….”

In name, this party was indeed to commemorate the armistice between Einheart and Silver.

However, the main focus was Einheart, not Silver.

“That….”

Glares of displeasure were directed at the Blood Monk.

The nobles of Einheart were already filled with anger and hatred towards the Blood Monk, and his appearance caused their suppressed emotions to surface.

However.

-Hahaha!

The Duke’s laughter echoed.

-Isn’t this a very joyous occasion?

The chilling atmosphere melted away like snow.

-It’s a great pleasure to have a renowned monk from the East step forward himself.

The Blood Monk bowed his head towards the Duke.

With the Duke taking the lead, the nobles could not interfere.

“Ahem.”

The Royal Knight, who had already entered the circle and claimed victory, showed signs of discomfort.

Swoosh.

Without further hesitation, he raised his sword.

Clang.

The iron sword fell and landed in front of the Blood Monk.

“Grasp the sword.”

The knight spoke to the Blood Monk.

“It’s unnecessary.”

The Blood Monk simply shook his head and raised both fists.

“…….”

The knight’s face contorted.

“This is called an event, but it’s a duel. Are you saying you won’t even hold a sword?”

Nod.

“My two fists are my swords.”

“Impudent….”

The duel within the circle was merely an event to liven up the party.

However, with the Blood Monk stepping forward, its nature changed.

From an event to liven up the party.

Grrr.

To something that put the pride of Einheart and Silver on the line.

The nobles and knights were nodding at the knight in the circle.

It was an implicit signal to show something.

To show that Eastern monk what’s what.

Smirk.

The knight responded with a smile.

‘I don’t know what his confidence is….’

This was not a battlefield, nor was it Silver.

This was the heart of Einheart.

He had heard how strong the monk was on the battlefield, but that strength had to be displayed.

-Then.

The Duke signaled.

-Begin.

Whoosh!

The knight’s foot moved first.

“Ooooh!”

A speed completely different from before.

With a completely different sense of weight, the knight, who had lowered his body, arrived at the Blood Monk’s close proximity in an instant.

Swoosh!

The sword was swung without any hesitation.

Even without an aura blade, it seemed like a single strike with the dull iron sword would be enough to bisect the opponent.

The Blood Monk still hadn’t moved.

And it was the moment when the knight’s sword finally reached the Blood Monk.

Clang!

A loud metallic sound rang out.

“……!”

It was a sound that should never have been heard.

Though the iron sword made of steel and human flesh had collided.

“Wh…at…!”

A metallic sound should not have been heard.

As if to say it wasn’t a mishearing.

Swoosh.

The Blood Monk was looking down at the knight who had swung the sword with his large stature.

The iron sword that had clearly struck his waist.

Crack!

It bent and fell to the ground.

That was.

Thud!

It was the last thing the knight remembered.

The fist, which he thought was neither as fast nor as heavy as the knight’s, possessed a tremendous explosive force the moment it collided with the knight.

Thump.

The knight, who had tumbled far away, was foaming at the mouth, seemingly unconscious.

“…….”

The boiling atmosphere cooled down again.

“The Royal Knight….”

He was knocked out with a single blow.

“Foul….”

The noble who had uttered ‘foul’ quickly covered his mouth.

It didn’t feel like the mana had exceeded the allowed limit, and even the Duke was calmly observing the situation.

It was absurd for a mere noble to mention the fairness of the duel.

“…….”

In the strange silence.

Someone opened their mouth.

“I’ve heard of it.”

A unique state of being that exists in Silver.

A state that only a handful of people in Einheart had achieved in the past.

“Diamond Body.”

The term used in Einheart was.

“Unbreakable.”

A state that could never be broken or cut.

The Blood Monk had reached such a state.

-Indeed, his skills are worthy of his reputation.

The Duke said, clapping his hands.

The Blood Monk was looking at the Duke.

“I have a request.”

-A request?

The corners of the Duke’s mouth curled up.

However, the fleeting tremor of his mask seemed as if he was listening to someone’s instructions.

-It’s only natural to give a reward to the winner of the duel. Go ahead and speak.

The Blood Monk nodded and said.

“Since this is not a battlefield, there are few who can match me.”

-Although arrogant, he has shown skills worthy of recognition, so I will respect that.

“Therefore.”

The Blood Monk said, looking somewhere.

“I want to choose my opponent and have a final duel.”

The place where his gaze was directed.

Swoosh.

Everyone’s gaze also turned towards that place.

“…….”

The place where the Batella Knights, led by Phile, were standing.

Or rather, to be precise.

“Was it Zeke? I wish to fight him.”

It was a gaze directed at Yi Rown.

* * *

Two men stood inside the circle.

One was the Blood Monk, a robust figure reminiscent of a bear.

The other was Yi Rown, a handsome man with neatly arranged light silver hair.

At the Blood Monk’s request, the Duke agreed.

-Do you accept?

He asked for Yi Rown’s opinion.

Phile looked worried, but Yi Rown nodded and entered the circle.

-In fact, it’s the main event.

The Duke said.

-Since the two who have received the most attention at today’s party are in one place.

The Blood Monk, who came as an envoy of Silver and killed many knights of Einheart on the battlefield.

And the unknown knight Zeke, who received a countship at once after gaining the attention of the Duke of Massacre.

If one had no curiosity about the two, they would be ignorant.

At least in this place.

“Ooo….”

There was no one who wasn’t interested in the two.

Those who wanted to see the Blood Monk’s skills.

“Zeke….”

Those who wanted to see Yi Rown’s skills.

Everyone was curious, and now a big match had been made.

Yi Rown.

Smirk.

He smiled faintly, curling up the corners of his mouth.

‘They wanted this from the start.’

If one thought that this sudden event was simply to liven up the party, they were a fool.

The Duke was also a noble of Einheart.

He wanted to see.

The Blood Monk and Zeke.

He could satisfy all his curiosity without lifting a finger, and he could make it clear that he was superior.

This was.

-Noble politics.

It was a ridiculous game, but.

“I also have something I want, so I’ll play along.”

“You really read my mind.”

The Blood Monk said, hearing Yi Rown’s voice.

Earlier, when facing the Royal Knight, the Blood Monk had simply stood still.

But now.

Swoosh.

He was taking a stance.

“I have never seen a knight like you on the battlefield.”

The Blood Monk said.

“From the start….”

The Blood Monk asked.

“Are you even a knight?”

To his question, Yi Rown.

“…….”

He stood there without taking any stance, just like the Blood Monk had done earlier.

Twitch.

At that sight, the Blood Monk’s brow furrowed.

“Arrogant.”

“Can you say that?”

“……Draw your sword.”

To the Blood Monk’s words, Yi Rown.

“If I draw my sword, you will die.”

He simply replied with a languid face.

A situation similar to before.

The situation had been reversed.

“Kuhuhu.”

The Blood Monk laughed.

Everyone who saw that expression hardened their faces.

They felt the intense murderous intent emanating from the Blood Monk’s laughter.

“It’s no use regretting it.”

“Your tongue is longer than I thought.”

The Blood Monk finally nodded.

The Blood Monk, realizing that he couldn’t deal with Yi Rown with his tongue, closed his mouth.

-Then.

The Duke’s signal.

-Begin….

Before the words could even finish.

Thud!

Earlier, the knight had rushed in, but this time, the Blood Monk moved first.

It was also an implicit indication that the Blood Monk judged Yi Rown to be stronger than him.

Whoosh.

The air was pushed away and compressed.

Even though mana and internal energy were suppressed.

Whoosh!

He was changing the flow of air with the power of his body alone.

It happened in an instant.

When they thought the Blood Monk’s fist, which had cut through the air, had reached the center of Yi Rown’s face.

Thud!

An explosion had already echoed.

Whoosh!

This was indoors.

However, a strong wind blew and swept through the party hall.

Crash!

Wine glasses fell and shattered, and the weak stumbled and sat down.

The Blood Monk’s fist had such destructive power.

“Th, this…!”

If one were hit directly by such a fist, they thought the opponent would not survive, but.

Clutch.

The scene that unfolded was different from what they had imagined.

“Not a bad punch.”

One hand.

Yi Rown was holding the Blood Monk’s fist with one hand.

“……!”

It was a situation that even the Blood Monk had not anticipated, and his face was filled with bewilderment.

And.

Swoosh.

Yi Rown’s body rotated.

A leg stretched high.

That.

Thud!

It struck the Blood Monk’s neck.

The Blood Monk, whom even an iron sword could not cut or destroy.

Thud!

He was slammed into the floor and collapsed.

* * *

Throb.

The Blood Monk felt a heavy pain and raised his body.

“…….”

He couldn’t believe it.

“To think there would be someone like this.”

He didn’t know when he had felt such pain.

“Haa.”

The Blood Monk was panting.

His eyes were gradually….

“No.”

A voice was heard from somewhere.

That voice was no longer reaching the Blood Monk.

Thud!

He moved his body and charged, but the Blood Monk rushed in as if destroying space.

Thud! Thud! Bang!

His fists aimed at Yi Rown in succession, and with the explosions.

Crack!

The party hall was turning into chaos.

The knights quickly stood as if to protect the nobles.

“Kuh!”

Even they were flinching at the incoming wind pressure.

It was because the magic circle engraved throughout Riatz Pari was suppressing their mana flow.

It was the same for the Blood Monk and Yi Rown, but.

Thud!

The two were fighting as if they were not affected by such things.

Yi Rown kicked off the floor.

The Blood Monk tried to chase him, but.

“Too late.”

Yi Rown had already rotated once and struck the Blood Monk’s shoulder with his heel.

Crack!

The marble floor cracked.

Thud!

The Blood Monk’s leg was stuck in the floor.

The Blood Monk grabbed Yi Rown’s ankle and clenched it.

A grip that could crush even steel.

Yi Rown, as if not feeling any pain, used the grabbed foot as an axis and rotated again.

Thud!

He slammed his shin into the Blood Monk’s right cheek.

Bang!

The Blood Monk bounced back and rolled.

Yi Rown stood on the floor again and looked at him.

Throb.

Still, he felt pain, as if there was damage from the previous attack.

Diamond Body.

Unbreakable.

Yi Rown knew the Blood Monk’s secret.

-The Blood Demon Divine Art is the power to observe the inside of the body.

-The Heavenly Demon Divine Art is the power to observe the outside of the body.

And the Blood Monk.

“You’ve learned quite well.”

He had trained his body to the limit with the power of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

Step.

Yi Rown approached the fallen Blood Monk.

“But it’s not enough for me.”

At that moment, when he raised his fist, which he had not used until now.

Whoosh!

The Blood Monk’s two eyes, which he had raised, were flickering red.

And that was the signal.

“Stop there.”

“Stop it!”

Two people intervened.

Yi Rown.

‘I found it.’

He was able to achieve one of his desired goals.