Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 135

139.

I had no intention of beheading them.

If I provoked the guards protecting the lord, I didn’t know what kind of disadvantages I would immediately face.

Se-un merely wanted to correct the attitude of the guards who looked down on him.

“Why? Don’t you have anything else to say?”

“S, save me…….”

“Daring to point a sword at us! Do you know that this is a grave crime equivalent to pointing a sword at the lord!”

“Then, wouldn’t what you guys did earlier be no different from the lord directly insulting me?”

“Th, that’s!”

No matter how much the guards tried to exude a sense of intimidation, they were just delicate flowers who had only trained in swordsmanship or sparring in the inner castle.

Even before the regression, Se-un, who had climbed to the upper floors of the Tower and experienced all sorts of hardships, was far superior to them.

Not only in terms of imposing presence, but even in verbal arguments.

As the confrontation continued with the sword pointed at the guard’s neck, the surrounding guards rushed over.

They pointed spears engraved with the sandstorm pattern symbolizing Scarbe and surrounded Se-un.

The guard, who had been pushed back by Se-un just a moment ago, wore a triumphant expression as if nothing had happened as soon as the numbers increased.

“Oh my, why is everyone doing this? Still, he’s a guest invited by the lord, so please be quiet…….”

“Shut up! Are you also tainted by outsiders because you’ve been guarding the outer castle?”

“That’s not it!”

The soldier who had guided Se-un was flustered by the worsening atmosphere and tried to stop them, but he was only ignored.

Even so, he seemed more worried about Se-un than being ignored himself, and he didn’t back down, trying to calm the guards.

“It’s okay.”

“But…….”

Se-un held out his palm to stop the soldier.

It wasn’t a problem that could be solved by him stopping it.

They probably wanted Se-un to lower his tail on his own. If that didn’t happen, they would have created this situation even if he hadn’t stepped forward first.

If that was going to be the case anyway, it was better to come on strong.

“Put down your weapons immediately! If you do, I’ll spare your lives and send you away.”

“We’ll report to the lord ourselves, so leave the city immediately with those dirty bastards!”

“As outsiders, you should be honored just to have set foot in the inner castle!”

The guard’s words grew bolder as if he had gained confidence from the increased numbers.

However, Se-un was not at all intimidated by the various threats.

“What if I don’t put down my weapons?”

“You’ve been warned enough! Stab him!”

“Stab him!”

Ten spears surrounding Se-un flew in at once.

An attack with no blind spots.

Even if he jumped up, sharp spears would be lurking beneath his feet by the time he fell back down.

At that moment, a red wolf roared around Se-un.

-The fourth form of the Blood Wolf Sword Art, Blood Wolf Roar, is enhanced through internal energy.

Kwaaaang!

“Ugh!”

“What is this!”

Dozens of sword energies swirled around him.

Durendal was swung fiercely, cutting down all the approaching spear shafts.

The weapons used by the guards here were of good quality, enough to be recognized in Scarbe.

Such weapons ended their lives as weapons without even a single resistance in front of Durendal.

“D, don’t panic! There’s only one enemy!”

“Draw your swords!”

The guards threw the neatly cut spear shafts to the ground and drew curved swords from their waists.

They were clearly flustered by the overwhelming attack that unfolded right before their eyes, but even though they were delicate flowers, they were still elite troops guarding the lord.

They quickly adopted a formation suitable for swords.

However, by that time, Se-un had already escaped from their encirclement.

“What, where did he go…….”

“Behind you!”

“What?”

Swish!

Se-un, who had already gone behind the guard, quickly swung his sword.

The afterimage of the sword, swung in succession as if to completely butcher the body, filled the guard’s vision.

The guard, who sensed death in that instant, recalled a rapidly passing panorama of his life and knelt down.

Thud, clang!

The equipment the guard was wearing was completely stripped off and fell to the floor in a pathetic state.

“D, did I survive?”

What happened?

The guard, who had escaped from the panorama of his life, looked around and saw that the seams between the armor he was wearing were perfectly cut.

As soon as he saw that, the guard couldn’t help but be shocked.

The armor he was wearing was armor given only to elite soldiers, and the seams were very small and sturdy.

He had perfectly cut out the seams of such armor without even an inch of error. Not even a small scratch was visible around the seams.

A truly perfect swordsmanship.

However, this was just the beginning.

“Catch him!”

“What are you all doing!”

“Crazy, behind you! Behind you!”

“Ugh!”

Se-un moved through the guards, neutralizing them one by one.

The application of Kilkegaard-style stealth [referring to a fighting style focused on exploiting openings and weaknesses] and various martial arts.

No one could keep up with Se-un’s movements.

“I caught him!”

In the midst of all this, one soldier grabbed Se-un’s sword.

It wasn’t that he had caught up with the sword’s path.

One of the guards, realizing that Se-un was thoroughly targeting the gaps in the armor to disarm them, had taken a tactic of giving up flesh and cutting bone [a strategy of sacrificing a small part to gain a larger advantage].

The soldier’s face, who had successfully grabbed the sword thanks to the gauntlet, brightened considerably. He thought that no matter how quick the attack was, it would be over if he just grabbed the sword.

However, he soon felt the heat flowing in through the gauntlet.

Wondering what it was, he lowered his head and saw Durendal, emitting heat as hot as the sun, coming into view.

“Could it be!”

-The power of ‘Dark Flare’ is enhanced according to the mysteries of the Black Tower.

Boom!

A small explosion occurred from Durendal.

Se-un deliberately lowered the power so that the guard would not die in one blow.

Even so, the guard had to fly to the opposite pillar, leaving black soot on his armor, and lose consciousness.

The guards who had been trying to catch Se-un somehow had a faint fear in their eyes the moment they saw that attack.

“M, magic!”

“That rumor was true? He uses magic even though he uses that level of swordsmanship?”

“Crazy, he’s a monster. That’s…….”

Mediocre fear is unnecessary.

Se-un shone the stigma on the back of his right hand to give them the fear they deserved for ignoring him.

-The Satyr’s Stigma reacts to the legend of the Blood Wolf.

-The first ability of the stigma, ‘Fear,’ awakens.

“Ugh, uh…….”

“This is impossible…….”

The guards dropped their weapons from their hands.

Some knelt down, while others turned their backs and ran away.

Even the nobles, who were watching the scene with interest from afar, wearing colorful silk clothes, slumped to the floor and trembled.

No one showed any will to fight anymore.

At that moment, Se-un, sensing someone approaching from behind, quickly turned around and swung his sword.

Clang!

The swords collided strongly, and a sharp metallic sound was heard.

Looking at his face, it was the man who had been leaning against the entrance from the beginning, watching him.

The power struggle continued for a while.

He had pushed him with strength that far surpassed the level of the 10th floor due to the Authority of Gluttony, but he was stronger than expected.

He seemed flustered, judging by the shaking of his pupils, but he was somehow enduring Se-un’s strength.

Just as he was about to 본격적으로 운용하려던 찰나 [Just as he was about to operate in earnest].

“Stop it.”

Ting-

The man tilted his sword and deflected Se-un’s sword.

He could have continued the attack right away, but Se-un also returned his sword, watching him retrieve his sword.

“I apologize for my subordinates’ rudeness on their behalf.”

“Captain!”

Captain, huh.

As expected, his prediction that this man was the leader of these guards was correct.

One of the guards who had come to his senses shouted urgently, but the expression of the man called the captain became even more distorted.

“I will personally punish those who dropped their swords or turned their backs later.”

“……!”

“I will guide you from here on.”

The guards couldn’t say anything in response to the word punishment.

It was because, even when looking around right now, there were many who had stopped running away with their backs turned at the appearance of the captain, or who were still unable to get up from their seats because their legs were shaking.

As he entered the palace, splendor that couldn’t be compared to anything before came into view.

The red carpet laid on the floor and the colorful lights filling the ceiling.

Perhaps it was the lord’s taste, but various kinds of murals were engraved on the walls.

“At least in my lifetime, you will be the first outsider to set foot in the Sand Palace.”

Scarbe was famous as a shelter that was particularly hostile to players.

They basically treated them like barbarians, and they also ripped them off in various ways when trading.

The most representative example of this was public contribution exchange [a system where players contribute to the shelter and receive rewards or currency].

In Scarbe, transactions were possible with public contribution just like in other shelters, but most people here used Scarbe’s currency instead of public contribution.

Therefore, they received more than 1.5 times the average price of public contribution from people who offered public contribution.

The reason Se-un decided to receive Scarbe’s currency as compensation for the investigation was also because of that.

“My subordinates probably reacted that way because of their prejudices. I don’t expect forgiveness, but I will properly apologize for ignoring the strong.”

According to his words, it meant that his subordinates had done it arbitrarily because of their prejudices.

However, that couldn’t be the case.

His own captain was standing right behind them, so there was no way his subordinates would have acted recklessly on their own.

He didn’t like the way he was talking, but since the man called the captain bowed his head and apologized, he couldn’t find fault with him anymore.

Above all, if he caused any more trouble than this, it was clear that there would be problems with the reward that would be coming in soon.

“This is the place.”

As they passed through the splendid 복도 일직선으로 [corridor in a straight line], a door as huge as the entrance of the Sand Palace was visible at the end.

This made it the third door.

Moreover, looking at the guards stationed in front of it, he could see how much the lord cared about his own safety.

As he was about to enter the door, two guards blocked his way.

Se-un frowned, wondering if they were trying to pick a fight even though the man called the captain was there, but they were politely offering a red cushion.

“Please store your weapons here before entering.”

Well, it was a room to face the lord.

If he was so concerned about safety, he wouldn’t allow an outsider to enter with weapons, no matter how much he had accomplished.

He understood, but Se-un hesitated, not wanting to entrust Durendal, when the captain shook his head and pushed the cushion away.

“It’s okay.”

“No one except the captain can bring weapons. Don’t you know that?”

“I will prove it by putting my name as captain on the line. I will tell the lord that as well.”

“……I understand.”

The guard reluctantly retrieved the cushion and returned to his seat.

When Se-un looked at him with a questioning look, he explained the reason in an indifferent tone.

“Anyway, if you make up your mind to cause a commotion, it’s not like I can stop you even without a sword.”

It seemed that he had grasped his combat power by watching Se-un fight the guards.