The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 14

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – Episode 14

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace 14

The City That Never Sleeps

-This can’t be happening… No, it can’t be, it can’t be….

The deepest part of the Black Fortress.

Sitting on the throne of the Black Fortress’s underground grand hall, a place no one had ever reached, was a dilapidated skeleton.

Hanging on the emaciated bones was an old robe, and in its hand was a wooden staff that looked like it would break at any moment.

However, the one thing that didn’t fit with that shabby appearance was the dazzling crown perched on the skeleton’s head.

Made of pure gold and studded with all sorts of jewels, it was the ultimate luxury item.

The teeth of the skull wearing the crown, which clearly signified it as the master of the Black Fortress, chattered.

-What is that thing? Where did it come from, trying to ruin my great work?

The skull wearing the crown had all its nerves focused on the Black Fortress’s lobby.

Who was in the Black Fortress’s lobby?

There was a sword-wielding demon.

The wondrous feat of slicing through all sorts of undead with a single sword showed no sign of stopping, continuing until all the low-level undead within the Black Fortress were exhausted.

-Kill that one who is trying to interfere with my great work. Buy time. The time to fulfill my wish is fast approaching.

The skull commanded.

Then, the entire Black Fortress stirred, and countless undead began to head towards the lobby, towards the meteor shower of blades.

Feeling the countless spirits heading to the lobby as he commanded, the skull once again chattered its teeth and muttered.

-I will stain the human world with death. For my wish.

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“Shit… How many of them are there?”

The sheer number was enough to make him curse.

No matter how many he knocked down, they just kept coming.

It wasn’t like the ones he had already cut down were getting back up, but the endless tide of death pouring in from both corridors of the lobby and from the upper floors was enough to make him sick of it.

“Damn it, if I just had a holy sword, it would be so much easier.”

And what was even more sickening was that the real heavy hitters hadn’t even shown their faces yet.

Where were the high-ranking undead like vampires? It was like they were just endlessly providing fodder; wasn’t this a paradise for dogs [referring to the abundance of bones]?

Yoosungwoo cut down a few more of the charging skeletons and decided to force his way through.

It didn’t seem like anything would come of just staying here forever.

He had cut down enough that the number of annoyingly clinging bastards had decreased.

As soon as Yoosungwoo finished his assessment, he kicked off the ground.

Using the skulls of skeletons and draugr [undead creatures from Norse mythology] as stepping stones, he leaped up to the second floor and sprinted down the hallway.

A few undead stood in his way, but they couldn’t stop him with just a handful of numbers.

Shukakakakak-! With that sound, the heads of the undead floated into the air, and at the same time, Yoosungwoo, who had passed them, constantly scanned his surroundings.

‘Based on what I saw in the lobby, stronger guys came down from the second floor.’

The internal structure of the Black Fortress was like a maze.

But even mazes have their own characteristics, so he judged that there must be a boss room somewhere on the second floor and came up to the second floor.

“Kill him!”

“Suck that guy’s blood!”

“Suck it all up!”

And as if to confirm his prediction, vampires spouting vulgar words showed themselves for the first time.

Pale faces with sharp fangs sticking out sharply up and down.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and their clothes were no better than rags.

The sight of them rushing in, filled only with anger and murderous intent, was not the beautiful vampires seen in the media, but grotesquely twisted ones.

Vampires belonging to the slave class among vampires.

However, just because they were vampires, it didn’t mean that Yoosungwoo’s attitude would change.

To him, skeletons, zombies, and vampires were all just undead.

If they weren’t high-ranking vampires, they wouldn’t have ‘Authority’ either.

Quickly grasping that, he glared sharply and swung his sword horizontally.

The vampire’s head fell to the floor with a thud.

A thick red mist was created by the blood fountain spewed out by the vampires, but Yoosungwoo continued to advance relentlessly.

Dozens of times.

Only after fighting a number of battles befitting the name of the deepest part of a 3rd class Abyss was he able to enter the grand hall, his whole body soaked in blood.

As a veteran of dungeons, he could have entered the grand hall earlier, but he deliberately circled around the grand hall, dealing with the undead.

It was because of his cautious nature, wanting to eliminate dangerous elements in advance.

Stepping inside the grand hall revealed a different landscape from the outside.

The shabby chandelier was now splendid, and colorful carpets were laid everywhere.

All sorts of luxury goods, such as jewels and ornaments, were scattered all around.

Yoosungwoo, who scanned the interior of the grand hall, frowned and looked at the one sitting on the dazzling throne above the grand hall’s staircase.

The one who possessed a powerful aura as if he were the master of this Black Fortress seemed to have a complete ego, unlike the vampires he had met so far.

And those lined up next to that vampire also looked down at Yoosungwoo, dressed in neat clothes as if to prove that they were not of the slave class.

Yoosungwoo, who was looking at them, tilted his head slightly.

‘Something’s strange.’

He remembered the internal structure of the maze he had run through so far.

Both in terms of the maze structure and the atmosphere.

It seemed like the guy in front of him should have the heart, the core, of the Abyss, but for some reason, he couldn’t feel the powerful aura of the core.

Of course, it wasn’t that the vampire in front of him was weak.

He seemed to have enough power to rule over other vampires.

Still, he wasn’t exuding as much energy as the Snow White Serpent or the Mountain King he had seen in other Abyss.

“So that’s why they couldn’t find the core and had to retreat.”

The information he had received also included a record of reaching the grand hall of the Black Fortress.

They tried to defeat the vampires they encountered there and retrieve the core, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Yoosungwoo was in the same situation.

“Then, as expected…”

He fiddled with the key he had put in his pocket.

The feel of the old metal felt with his fingertips.

The secret key that would lead him somewhere.

Open, Gate of Dimension….

“A mere insect has taken vulgar steps. Is that filthy foot stepping into my grand hall?”

The vampire sitting on the throne said.

However, Yoosungwoo didn’t understand the language, so he couldn’t understand what he was saying.

He was sure he was saying something, so he snorted and raised his middle finger, a definite gesture.

Would it work on aliens too?

“Draw all of that guy’s blood alive and let’s have a toast! Bring him!”

“The performance is certain.”

The middle finger worked really well.

Whether they knew the meaning or not, the vampires standing near the throne went crazy and rushed at him, clearly understanding that he was mocking them.

Yoosungwoo looked at them rushing towards him and drew his sword.

“Hoo….”

As if taking a stance to draw his sword.

The bloody energy surged violently on his sword, which he had drawn to his waist.

And when the vampires came within striking distance.

The condensed energy spread out at once.

The energy flowing from him, even though he hadn’t drawn his sword, stopped countless vampires in their tracks.

Soon, Yoosungwoo’s drawn sword swept through the grand hall.

The slash that instantly divided the top and bottom in two severed the heads of the approaching vampires.

His sword, which had reached the level of Swordmaster, was not a simple sword strike.

It was close to a kind of divine skill.

The vampires who were approaching died with greedy faces, still gaping, without even knowing that their necks had been cut off.

A slash that they couldn’t avoid even if they knew it was coming.

As the bodies of the vampires standing on the front line rolled to the floor, the vampires who followed behind were horrified and stepped back.

“What are you doing! Can’t you hear my words!”

“H-However!”

“Don’t be afraid! I will lend you my authority!”

“What the hell are these bastards talking about…”

As Yoosungwoo took a step closer, the vampire sitting on the throne raised his hand and scattered blood.

Then, the vampires’ eyes turned bloodshot, and they screamed, spraying blood mist.

“Authority of blood, huh.”

Yoosungwoo muttered, looking at the vampires who were turning hideous.

Among the monsters he had faced when he was in another world, there were, of course, vampires.

It was safe to say that he had faced all the monsters that were synonymous with fantasy at least once.

Of course, that was before he had earned the reputation of Swordmaster, so he was doing all sorts of things to capture them.

‘It reminds me of the old days.’

He collected information and thoroughly investigated to capture the vampires.

Among the higher vampires, only a few can wield ‘Authority.’

Even among them, the ranks can be divided, and the ‘Authority of Blood’ can be divided into ‘True Ancestor Class’ and ‘Ancestor Class.’

‘True Ancestor Class’ is the first bloodline of vampires.

‘True Ancestors,’ who have undiluted blood that has lived since ancient times, are considered the first generation, and their authority is believed to be able to control all vampires and is also called the ‘Master of Blood.’

Below that, ‘Ancestor Class,’ which is about the 2nd or 3rd generation, is not as good as the True Ancestor Class, but exerts great power through the authority to control blood to some extent.

“Ancestor class….”

The guy in front of him was an ancestor class.

He exercised the authority of the type that heated the blood of the vampires under his command and improved their abilities.

‘That’s not all, is it.’

Frenzying the vampires under him was a basic part of his authority.

“Hoo.”

Yoosungwoo, who took a short breath, scanned his surroundings.

Vampires approaching and thick blood mist.

The bastards hid in the blood mist that had begun to block their vision and rushed in.

However, hiding in the blood mist didn’t mean they could hide their presence.

Rather, their madness and murderous intent became even stronger due to the frenzy.

But it wasn’t much of a handicap for Yoosungwoo, who could grasp their movements in detail even with the slightest sign.

“Get out of here, you small fries.”

He takes a stance to draw his sword again.

If he swung his sword without looking, matching the sound of the bastards approaching, the heads of the vampires would fall to the floor along with the sound of cutting through the air.

It was truly an invisible, instantaneous flash of swordsmanship.

The blood mist was also cut and scattered by the sword he wielded.

Who would have imagined that a formless mist would be cut and shattered by a sword?

If someone had seen Yoosungwoo’s appearance, they would have been shocked.

After clearing up the vampires who had gone berserk along with the blood mist, he shook off the blood droplets that had formed on his sword and muttered.

“Now, how should I cook that bastard….”

After cutting them down, the number of vampires left was only one.

The ancestor-class vampire, still sitting on the throne, glared at Yoosungwoo, holding the armrest of the throne so tightly that it was about to break.

“T-That bastard, my, my slaves! I’ll suck all that blood alive!”

“It would be nice if we could communicate….”

But he knew very well that it couldn’t be.

Then all that’s left is a conversation with the body.