The 9Th Class Swordmaster: Blade Of Truth [EN]: Chapter 32

Unlaw Port Battle (1)

30. Unlaw Port Battle (1)

“You rat bastard!!”

Curan shouted, clutching the wound on his shoulder.

Crack…….

Crack…….

The muscles from his trapezius to his shoulder made a strange sound, as if they were alive.

As they twitched, the wound caused by Agniel’s sharp blade began to heal.

No.

The wound was still there, but surprisingly, his solid muscles tightened around the skin as if to prevent the wound from opening.

Splash—!!!

Splash—!!

As if pouring water.

A fierce spray of water erupted around Curan.

Instantly, the smoke that had filled the building dissipated.

“Don’t make a fuss. The building isn’t on fire.”

Sizzle…….

Sizzle…….

“Everyone out.”

White steam rose from the floor as if the building was exhaling the heat from outside.

“Hoo… … Heuk!!”

“Kuaaak!!”

At Curan’s words, the fallen subordinates scrambled to their feet and rushed out the door.

“Tch.”

He spat out phlegm as if his throat was parched and slowly scanned his surroundings.

“Now I see your impudent face. Is it you?”

Flash-!!

Carryl’s body leaped from the floor, changing direction at a right angle in mid-air as if stepping on the air.

With the acceleration of his fall, his dagger sharply aimed at Curan.

‘He’s persistently targeting one spot.’

Right.

His neck.

He could feel the throbbing in his shoulder where he had been cut by the dagger a moment ago.

‘He’s done this more than once or twice. He knows how to kill people with a dagger. The guys who went out earlier didn’t come back; is it because of this guy?’

Curan thought while blocking Carryl’s attack.

‘What the hell is this kid?’

He never expected that a little kid who suddenly appeared would not only set fire to Unlaw Port but also attack him.

He had been the owner of the port for decades, but this was the first time he had encountered such an absurd situation.

Clang—!!!

Curan knocked Carryl’s sword away with all his might.

“…….”

The blade of the sword he was holding became a mess. He could see the blade breaking and fragments flying off each time he blocked an attack.

‘What’s with that sword?’

He threw away the sword he was holding with a touch of annoyance.

“What a ridiculous thing to happen.”

Then, he grabbed the huge greatsword that was standing next to the chair he had been sitting on.

Grrr…….

Like.

The sword howled, making a growling sound as it swept across the floor.

Woo-oong……!

Swish–!! Swish–!!

As he focused his mana, three blue streams of water swirled around the blade of the greatsword.

Its size was so enormous that it felt as if Curan was standing holding a giant pillar of water.

‘Haehwageom (Sea Vortex Sword).’

Carryl stared at the crude sword.

His overbearing swordsmanship was closer to crushing than cutting.

“Kid, I don’t know where you came from, but you’re dead. You’re going to pay dearly for what you’ve done so far.”

Curan grabbed the handle of the greatsword.

“There are guys among the nobles who have strange hobbies. The heart of a child under fifteen is worth 10 gold, the liver and lungs are 7 gold, and the arms and legs are 3 gold.”

Curan’s bitter laughter could be heard from behind Carryl.

“The eyes are 2 gold. But do you know what’s the most expensive?”

A cold air descended.

“It’s the skin of a child who hasn’t become an adult.”

“…….”

“It’s worth a whopping 20 gold. The church would go crazy if they found out. The empire’s trash, pretending to believe in God and acting all high and mighty. In my eyes, there are no dirtier bastards than those guys.”

“That’s right. I think so too.”

Carryl’s steps, which had been walking, stopped.

“And that you’re a guy who talks too much.”

“……What?”

His face contorted.

“You son of a bitch… I don’t know who you are, but you messed with the wrong person. I’ll show you exactly what kind of person I am.”

At that moment.

Carryl said to him with a calm expression.

“I know you well, Curan Majid.”

“……!!!”

His eyes shook at those words.

The little kid in front of him knows the family name that he has never told anyone until now?

Leaving him bewildered, Carryl smiled coldly.

“Lope Majid, the naval commander who was loyal to the empire but was falsely accused of being a traitor during the current emperor’s ascension process, is your father. Your mother is… just one of the common maids of the Majid family, a bastard of the Majid family.”

As Carryl’s words continued, Curan’s face distorted.

“You son of a bitch…….”

“Unfortunately, your father went mad from the shock, and the family collapsed. Then your mother was beaten to death by your father, and you turned your back on the empire, the object of your resentment, a frustrating and boring life.”

“Shut up……!!!”

Woo-oong—!!!

The water-laden greatsword fell from above Curan’s head.

Crack……!! Crack……!!!

Crack……!!

The elongated pillar of water drew a semicircle, pierced through the ceiling, split the building in half, and fell towards Carryl.

Haehwageom (海渦劍-Sword of Sea Vortex).

The Majid family’s unique swordsmanship is the same as the name of the sword.

The power to crush the enemy like a vortex raging in the sea by concentrating the mana of the water attribute.

It was something that could never be used unless the blood of the Majid family flowed through you.

‘He’s a man who taught his swordsmanship even to his illegitimate son. There’s no way such a man could be a traitor.’

Carryl thought with a calm face as he looked at the sword falling over his head.

Victim.

Or.

A sacrifice.

‘The reason why the current Emperor Tairan Stean hasn’t decided on an heir yet must be because of that.’

He wasn’t the first prince either.

In the process of fighting for the throne, many things happened that could not be understood by common sense.

It was not uncommon for loyal subjects to become traitors and treacherous subjects to become wise men.

‘Only the emperor knows the truth.’

Swish–!!

Clang–!!

Carryl lowered his waist as if he was about to touch the floor, leaping out.

‘I want to use the Aura Blade… but that guy hasn’t shown himself yet.’

Until the very end.

The last card must be hidden.

“…….”

Because there are eyes watching him from somewhere.

Kwaaaaaang……!!!!!!

The two collided.

The moment they collided.

Sharp streams of water like awls sprouted from the greatsword in all directions, aiming for Carryl’s back.

Carryl turned his body and blocked the streams of water aiming for his waist with his dagger.

Bang—!!! Bang!!!

Kwaang—!!!!

With a tremendous roar, his body couldn’t withstand the impact and spun around before being thrown out.

The attack of the water streams, like tentacles, did not end with one attack but relentlessly chased him as he landed on the floor.

Swish!! Kwagagang!!

Each time he reached out and flipped backward as if doing a somersault, the streams of water pierced the spot where he had been.

“You rat bastard!!”

Curan swung the greatsword with all his might.

Sharp sword energy covered Carryl, riding on the blade that had been cut horizontally.

“There’s nowhere to run now!!”

At that moment.

Carryl raised his dagger vertically to block his face and lifted the side of the greatsword.

Kagagagak—!!!

The weight-laden greatsword could not be deflected with a dagger.

Moreover, there was almost a three-fold difference in weight between Carryl and Curan.

It was logically impossible to counter his attack with force in a state where the difference in physique was so severe.

Kwaang……!!

Carryl’s body was thrown out.

Kwagangkang……! Bang! Kwaaang……!!

His body, unable to overcome the speed even after hitting the floor, bounced out like a ball and crashed into the wall with a loud noise, and he flew dozens of meters as the wall collapsed.

“……!!!”

Aidan and Suan, who were getting off the ship and heading to the building from the port, couldn’t help but be surprised at the sight.

Sizzle…….

The surrounding area became hazy as the smoke from the burning ship and the dust on the floor mingled together.

Unlike the horrified people, Carryl, who had been hit by the attack, had a calm expression.

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

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

9클래스 소드 마스터 : 검의 구도자
Status: Completed Author: , Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Karyl MacGovern, a Swordmaster haunted by a future he couldn't alter with steel alone, is granted a second chance. He returns to the past, not just to wield his sword, but to seize the power that once escaped his grasp: magic. Witness his journey as he strives to master both sword and sorcery, ascending to a peak of power never before imagined. This time, he will rewrite destiny.

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