The 9Th Class Swordmaster: Blade Of Truth [EN]: Chapter 224

172. Departure

“Pashio Han.”

“……Yes?”

“Please forgive my rudeness until now. And thank you for your consideration.”

Kahlil said quietly.

The sight of Kahlil standing as the master of the magic city and sitting in the lord’s seat would seem strange to others.

“……How can I know that Alun Zavius is still alive?”

But that wasn’t important now.

Pashio Han asked Kahlil in a trembling voice.

It was because of the anxiety that he might be here right now.

You could find out by using detection magic, but it was impossible to do such a rude thing to the great primordial wizard.

“As you know, the end of the Council of Seven wasn’t very pretty. As a result, Alun of Betrayal remained in history, and the remaining six were buried here in Azor, created by your ancestor, Celine Han.”

Nod-

Pashio bowed his head at Kahlil’s words.

“Even if you try to uncover the past and reveal the truth, it may be too late now and its value has faded.”

“The truth is…… about the death of Alun Zavius?”

“Of course. He met an unfair death. The truth we are trying to uncover from the past is also the same. But Alun said he would not try to make his descendants pay the price for that truth.”

“…….”

“You won’t be able to easily understand the situation because you don’t know the inside story of his death. Everyone on the continent praises Gustav, the hero of the Six, and Alun of Betrayal didn’t even leave a tomb and remained in the Gray Chapel.”

Kahlil laughed lowly.

“Past grudges must be resolved in the past. Alun, the great pioneer, has no intention of harming his descendants.”

“Thank you for your consideration…….”

Pashio bowed his head once again at his words.

“The blood flowing through your body instinctively knows that Alun is real, so despite the opposition of other wizards, you followed our words.”

“…….”

“And that fear may be a fear of the false truth that remains.”

Kahlil looked at Pashio.

Now he and he were both the same 6th class.

But the aura was completely different.

Even if it wasn’t just because of Alun, Pashio could tell just by looking at Kahlil that he wasn’t the same as he was a few days ago.

“But unlike Alun’s consideration, I believe that the truth about the Council of Seven must be revealed. And I will soon proclaim it directly to Azor with my own hands.”

His voice echoed one by one throughout the lord’s hall.

“As your blood tells you, it’s best not to have unnecessary thoughts. Also, if you follow us, we will solve the worries you have.”

The moment had come for Azor to make a decision between the Empire and Tatur.

With Kahlil in front of him, he couldn’t say that he had the Empire in mind.

Kahlil didn’t force an answer because he didn’t think Pashio Han’s decision was very important in the first place.

‘After all, Azor is just a place to secretly grow the wizards of the Ulkas Guild.’

Of course,

It would be even better if Azor did not lend its strength to the Empire thanks to Alun Zavius and maintained neutrality.

“Then…….”

Pashio carefully bent his back and left the lord’s hall.

Saaaaaa……!!

[Who said I wouldn’t make Celine Han’s descendants pay the price of betrayal?]

As soon as he left, an eerie voice was heard along with black smoke.

[She’s the woman who tried to kill me. She’s a traitor who deserves to be torn to pieces.]

“He didn’t betray either. His only sin is that he inherited her bloodline.”

[Huh……. Thanks to that, he became an excessive 6th class. Besides, thanks to the attribute stone that flowed in from the Magic Mountain because of you, his magic power is almost close to 7th class.]

Alun said with a displeased expression.

[You can tell just by looking at the flow of magic power. He didn’t do anything himself. He was just born to be like that naturally.]

“A grand wizard from birth? What an enviable life.”

[I don’t think you’re the one to say that.]

“I’ve put in more effort than anyone else.”

Kahlil chuckled at his words.

“Me, talent? No way……. My training is simple. I train twice as much as others, and then I train twice as much against myself who has trained that much.”

[It sounds even more annoying, doesn’t it? That’s why I’m saying this. You have so much talent and you even work hard.]

Alun snorted at his words.

[You surpassed the Sword Master with only swordsmanship in a situation where you had no magic power. It’s not that I don’t recognize your efforts. But there is definitely a limit that you can only reach with effort.]

Magic and swordsmanship.

It was cold, but the influence of talent on both of these was enormous.

There were always geniuses, and the ten people who currently have their names on the list, including the five Sword Masters, the four Archmages, and the last secret master, Simon Coden, were worthy of being called geniuses.

[…….]

But every time Alun saw Kahlil, he thought that the standards for that genius should now change.

When he looked at him, those great powerhouses called the top 10 of the continent looked ordinary.

It was a foolish excuse to say that he was better than others simply because he had lived one more life.

[Setting yourself as the goal. Isn’t that a truly arrogant thing to say? Well, I knew that greed, so this result came out.]

Alun said, as if he was even more dumbfounded by the way he answered without a care.

“Don’t worry. I’ll let you build your tower in Azor.”

[Who said I needed such a facade? There’s no need to build my tower. What’s the point of leaving a corpse that will rot and turn to ashes anyway?]

Kahlil looked at Alun as if he was surprised by Alun’s answer.

[Unless it’s to smash the towers of those six guys.]

Kahlil chuckled with an expression that said, “That’s right,” as he watched him shake his hand as if he was annoyed and get up.

[What are you going to do now? There are many things to do. You have to take care of the affairs of the principality, but the handling of the Demon Nest, which was the reason you came here in the first place, is also important.]

“As well as meeting the Platinum Dragon.”

Kahlil shrugged.

“After all, the Demon Nest is related to Wooden Cloud. Finding the people behind them in the principality can be the same thing.”

[So, you’ve decided to go to the principality.]

“For now. In fact, the Demon Nest is a problem that arises after the Holy War, so it’s not urgent right now. But the civil war in the principality must be concluded before that.”

Even if he had ten bodies, it wouldn’t be enough.

Sometimes he wished he had an alter ego to handle things at the same time.

But that was proof that his power was expanding. The reason why he entrusted this Eastern country trip to Aidan was also because of that.

‘Israfel is the same. It was a really good decision to have him learn the magic of invitation. There’s no one as suitable for investigating the Demon Nest as him.’

A throne cannot be obtained simply by being strong.

Using the right people in the right place.

That was the virtue of a king.

‘More than anything else, it’s a shame that the magic engineering of the principality is disappearing. If we can use golems, they will be a great help in the upcoming Holy War.’

What he had to gain from the principality was not just golems. Their air force, the Wyvern Corps, and the Steel Fleet, as well as the unprecedented golem whose blueprints have been passed down since the Magic Age but does not exist.

The revival of Ascalon.

Now that he knew from Camma’s report that there was a gnome named Calipson in the principality, he found another possibility.

‘If I can get heptagonal stones from the Magic Mountain, I have to have the gnomes cut them.’

Dwarves were good at handling steel, but gnomes were better at handling special gems like attribute stones.

Of course,

The design of Ascalon, which failed even in the Magic Age, was certainly very difficult to succeed, but if Kahlil were to obtain the principality, he might be able to achieve that slim possibility that he could not achieve in his previous life.

‘Not only the gnomes and dwarves, but also the heart material, the heptagonal stone, and the principality’s magic engineer, Wingel Hart…….’

All of these conditions were scattered in his previous life and did not shine.

The Gnome Kingdom was destroyed, the dwarves lived out their lives with Tatur, and the Kadifum Magic Mountain was not developed with the destruction of the Istrian Three Kingdoms.

Was that all?

Wingel Hart, who is currently under the power of the principality’s First Duke, Tully, tragically lost his life in the Empire’s attack in his previous life.

‘But this life is different.’

He will put all these gears under his control.

Kahlil had no doubt that they would be the driving force to revive the legend of Ascalon.

Squeeze-

He clenched his fist as if making a promise.

‘Finally, if I can find the puppetry left by the puppeteer, who is a colleague of Kaiye Essir…….’

Kahlil was already feeling happy.

It was because the principality, which was in chaos due to the civil war, looked like another treasure trove to him.

“First, I have to go back to Tatur. After reaching 6th class, I was able to access some of the knowledge vault.”

[So you’re going to open the box that Nar Di Maugh hid.]

“That’s right. It took a really long time. I got it when I met you, but anyway, I’ll open it with you. Laminu said that there’s a clue inside that can help me find the Queen of the Tides…….”

[Do you think that’s all there is to it?]

“……?”

[I don’t think that’s the end of it.]

“Why?”

Kahlil widened his eyes as if he was puzzled by Alun’s unexpected words.

[The power of the Spirit King is certainly enough to be a variable……. In order for a spirit to exert physical force in the human world, it ultimately needs a contractor. But can the Spirit King be a threat to the dragon now that we can’t even see high-level spirits, let alone mid-level spiritists?]

“Hmm…….”

[Even if Etheral’s seal is broken, it’s useless because there’s no one who can use him. Of course, there’s a variable called you right now……. But originally, you can’t exist in history, can you?]

That made sense.

Certainly, there was no one who could handle spirits in his previous life.

‘Besides Etheral, there’s something else hidden in the box, huh…….’

Kahlil frowned slightly and said to Alun.

“Do you have any idea?”

[Well, I don’t know about that box either. But if it’s really related to the Queen of the Tides, it’s likely to be something from the Mythological Age.]

“If it’s from the Mythological Age…….”

Kahlil’s eyes flashed as he repeated his last words.

[Yes. It’s just speculation, but if the ‘something’ in the box is something from the Mythological Age that even the Platinum Dragon is burdened by……. No matter how many times I think about it, that’s all it can be.]

Alun pointed to the Ice Claw on Kahlil’s waist and said.

[A mythical weapon used by a real Blader, not this imitation I made.]

“……!!!”

A thrill ran through his body.

[Well, maybe that’s it?]

Compared to Alun’s nonchalant appearance, the words that came out of his mouth were so shocking that he couldn’t help but be shocked.

“This…….”

Kahlil raised the corners of his lips.

It was the most anticipated thing ahead of his trip to the principality.

“Mikhail.”

Creak-

“Did you call me?”

Mikhail, who had been waiting in the hallway, rushed to Kahlil’s call as if he had been waiting and knelt in front of him.

“Prepare to leave right now.”

“I understand.”

Mikhail bowed and answered.

Kahlil looked at his hurrying back and stood up from his seat, folding his fingers one by one as if making a list, and said quietly.

“I’ll take it all.”