The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 344

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 343

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 343

The Strong (4)

Within the expedition, only two or three people, including Tian, used daggers.

Perhaps because daggers are perceived as assassins’ weapons, they are generally not used unless it’s an emergency.

Besides, their reach is short, making them unsuitable for most swordsmanship styles.

“Ah… this is annoying. Am I really the only one who can do this kind of thing?”

“Aren’t you a rare dagger wielder! And you know the condition of the other two better than anyone.”

“Haa…”

Tian, who had been observing, sighed as if resigned and stepped forward.

Choi A-yeon drew the two daggers she had tucked into her waist belt.

As she struck a plausible pose, Tian drew only one of his daggers and said.

“You’re putting too much unnecessary force into it. Grip it lightly, more lightly.”

Tian held the dagger so loosely it seemed like it would slip out of his hand.

*I wonder if he can even cut anything like that. There’s no strength in his hand.*

“And, quickly.”

Following that, Tian abruptly lowered his body. Tian’s figure disappeared from Choi A-yeon’s sight.

As if he had teleported, Tian, who had vanished, reappeared behind Choi A-yeon.

Choi A-yeon barely blocked the dagger that was swung silently, but the power behind the strike was so immense that she was pushed to the side and rolled on the floor.

“Keuk!”

“Your reaction speed is good. But, your strength isn’t so good. If you don’t build up strength when using a dagger, you’ll be pushed back in a pinch.”

Choi A-yeon lowered her body again, assuming a defensive stance.

*If she loses focus even for a moment, Tian will disappear from her sight and attack from an unperceivable direction.*

“Now, let’s go again.”

Tian, who lowered his body, walked slowly. His gait didn’t convey any killing intent or hostility.

Therefore, Choi A-yeon unknowingly heightened her tension even more, and her vision narrowed.

And, whoosh.

Tian’s figure disappeared once again. Choi A-yeon’s gaze turned to follow him as if he moved like the wind.

However, Tian was not at the end of her gaze.

Rather, he was on the opposite side.

“It’s over.”

The tip of Tian’s dagger touched Choi A-yeon’s neck.

He stepped back, twirled the dagger in his hand, and continued.

“But it would be a little pitiful to end it without even trying to attack… I’ll give you a chance. Come at me.”

Even at Tian’s dismissive words, Choi A-yeon couldn’t refute him.

Tian was so fast that she couldn’t even react, and if he had tried to kill her, she would have died more than ten times already.

As a former soldier, it was a terribly embarrassing result.

“…Then I’ll go.”

Choi A-yeon clenched her daggers tightly and lowered her stance.

Then her body melted into the shadows.

“Oh, the new recruits have diverse abilities! Is that some kind of assassin’s secret art?”

“Is she using shadows? Interesting.”

The expedition members who were watching made comments and admired her ability.

It was an ability that went well with assassins who hide in the shadows and attack.

However, Tian, who was facing her, closed his eyes and gauged her location.

“I can see where you are.”

He narrowed his eyes and swung his dagger, colliding with the dagger that flew from the shadows.

Then he stretched out his foot and kicked Choi A-yeon’s abdomen, who popped out from the opposite direction from where the dagger flew.

“Cough!”

She rolled on the floor, coughing and unable to get up for a while.

Tian was slightly embarrassed but soon approached and extended his hand.

“Are you okay? I think I put too much force into it without realizing it. The last attack was quite sharp.”

“…I couldn’t touch you at all. Are you really a Swordmaster?”

“Well, something like that. Now that I think about it, I haven’t even asked your name yet.”

“I’m A-yeon. Nice to meet you, Tian.”

“A-yeon? That’s a unique name.”

“I came from a bit far away.”

Choi A-yeon took Tian’s hand, got up, dusted off the dirt from her body, and returned to her seat.

“You didn’t make up a separate name?”

“Well, I didn’t think it would matter much.”

“Someone *is* Light though,” Yoo Ji-woo chuckled, and Baek Woo-hyun regretted that he should have just given his name as well.

A middle-aged man shouted.

“Alright, alright! Don’t play around, next! Who’s next! It’s not over yet!”

“I’m next!”

This time, Hong Seo-hwa stepped forward with enthusiasm.

Having seen the previous battle, she drew her sword as if she was on fire.

A scarlet sword body like Yoo Seong-woo’s life. As the sword, forged with the power of the dragon, revealed its form, the expedition members watched with interested eyes.

“Ho! This time, we might see something quite interesting? Well, this time… is there anyone who wants to go out?”

“I’ll give it a try!”

The one who came out from the expedition members was a young man with red hair that seemed to be burning like Hong Seo-hwa.

The cheerful-looking young man brought out a greatsword as big as himself and shouted.

“I’m Griff! Nice to meet you!”

“I’m Ledora! Nice to meet you! Don’t hold back, go all out!”

“Ah! Is that so?! Then I’ll do my best!”

Having said that, Griff gripped the greatsword with both hands and took a long breath.

Then his sword was engulfed in flames, emitting intense heat.

Seeing that, Hong Seo-hwa smiled and also took a stance.

Following that, her whole body was engulfed in flames, emitting heat that was not inferior to Griff’s.

“Oh! Lightning and shadow, this time it’s fire! The new recruits are no joke!”

“What school is that again?! Is it the same swordsmanship as Griff?!”

“You idiot! Can’t you see properly?! The flow of the flames themselves are different!”

“If I could see something like that, I’d be a Swordmaster!”

“Then am I a Swordmaster?!”

Hong Seo-hwa and Griff’s battle proceeded roughly.

A head-on battle where neither of them backed down an inch. They constantly swung their swords and spewed flames.

So much so that the expedition members had to retreat quite a bit.

“Isn’t that the Red Dragon Flame Dance Sword?”

“What, is it real?! Where did she learn it?! There are only a few successors…”

And the expedition members showed interest in the swordsmanship that Hong Seo-hwa was using.

The Red Dragon Flame Dance Sword, which Yoo Seong-woo had taught, was a swordsmanship with very few users due to its characteristics.

For a new recruit to suddenly use such swordsmanship…

“You’re amazing!”

“You too!”

Griff and Hong Seo-hwa’s swords collided, scattering flames in all directions.

A pillar of fire was created as red flames raged between them.

In the midst of the pillar of fire, the two unleashed their full power made of flames without holding back.

Unlike the two sparring matches that ended quickly earlier, their sparring match continued for a long time.

Because it was a ridiculously ignorant sparring match that didn’t back down.

And just when the gallery was starting to get bored, their sparring match ended.

Neither of them was exhausted enough to stand up properly.

They barely held their swords and knelt on the floor, panting.

Then they fainted at the same time.

“Keuheok…”

“Gurgle…”

“Oh my, it’s just a sparring match, but they both used too much energy.”

The middle-aged man chuckled, grabbed the two by the scruff of their necks, lightly lifted them up, roughly threw them into a nearby tent, and returned.

“Alright, so there are two people left? Who wants to go first?”

“Unnie [term for older sister or female friend], you go first!”

Veronica pushed Yoo Ji-woo out. Perhaps she wanted to go last; she even urged her to go out quickly.

Having no choice, Yoo Ji-woo sighed and stepped forward.

“Miss, you don’t seem like a swordswoman. Are you perhaps a magic swordsman?”

“How did you know?”

“It seems like your swordsmanship and mana manipulation are different from a swordswoman. Hmm, a magic swordsman.”

The man seemed to be contemplating for a moment, then clapped his hands as if he had a good idea and said.

“Leo! Why don’t you give it a try?”

The middle-aged man turned his head and called out to one person from among the expedition members.

The blonde-haired young man was munching on jerky when he pointed at himself with his finger, asking if he was being called.

“Yes, you! You! You’ve been saying you wanted to become a magic swordsman since before! Maybe you can learn some tips this time!”

“That, that unnie looks a bit scary…”

“How long are you going to keep holding back like that? You do well when you do it.”

“Keueung…”

The woman called Leonia stepped forward with an unwilling face.

Then she drew the sword from her waist and bowed her head.

“Leonia Serre. Please take care of me in the sparring match, unnie.”

“…Jane. Nice to meet you.”

“Alright! Then start!”

With the man’s declaration, Yoo Ji-woo immediately took a stance and raised her mana.

Her mana surged like a raging wave, then created a calm surface.

“Hoo…”

The Banmyeong [name of sword] in Yoo Ji-woo’s hand reacts to the mana and emits its sword cry.

Woowoong─ At the same time as the sword trembled, dozens of types of magic circles floated behind her, drawing the shape of the moon.

The magic circle of the full moon.

The calm surface of mana.

Some of the expedition members recognized the form of that swordsmanship.

“…Sea Moon Sword.”

“It’s really the Sea Moon Sword.”

“There was another guy who passed that on?”

And it wasn’t just the Sea Moon Sword.

What they were seeing now was the Sea Moon Sword combined with magic, the Sea Moon Sword unfolded by a magic swordsman.

“You look strong, so I’ll go all out from the beginning. That’s what I learned from oppa [term for older brother or male friend].”

Yoo Ji-woo takes her foot off the surface of mana.

At the same time, the magic circles activate and pour out colorful magic.

Leonia widened her eyes as she watched the magic pouring towards her.

*She’s a magician with considerable skill.*

And, her swordsmanship is also considerable.

The tip of the sword falling in a graceful curve is beautiful.

The approaching sword as if drawing the moon with a sword.

Leonia stared at the sight and gripped her sword tightly.

“Then I’ll go all out too…!”

Light dwells in the sword she holds.

The young light is a brilliant golden color.

The sword that is lifted up from below to match Yoo Ji-woo’s falling sword.

Yoo Ji-woo saw the sword being swung from below in an instant and changed the trajectory of the magic.

She couldn’t drop that back down with her own strength, so she mobilized all her magic.

Magic and Yoo Ji-woo’s sword.

And Leonia’s sword collided at one point, causing a huge explosion.

A more massive explosion than the whirlpool of fire that Hong Seo-hwa and Griff had created engulfs the two.

A clash of intense power that cannot be seen as just a sparring match.

Yoo Ji-woo reflexively unfolded the Sea Moon Sword.

The Sea Moon Sword is a swordsmanship focused on gentleness and weight.

The essence of the Sea Moon Sword is to receive and counterattack the opponent’s attack.

However, Leonia did not allow Yoo Ji-woo’s counterattack.

She is a swordswoman on the verge of becoming a Swordmaster at a young age.

She can only use it for a short time, though.

Golden light dwelled in Leonia’s sword once again.

And the next moment, a straight line of purple that fell from the sky erased the two’s attacks.

“That’s enough! If you do more, the camp will fly away!”

What fell from the sky was Veronica, lightly holding the Jamyungyun Sword [name of sword] in one hand.

Taller than the current Veronica, with a body and face with more scars.

She calmed Yoo Ji-woo and Leonia, who were excited by the battle, and sent them back, looking at the middle-aged man and said.

“Ajusshi [term for middle-aged man]! You have to do it moderately! What is all this?! It’s a mess!”

“Hehe, I don’t know anything.”

“I’m telling the captain?!”

“Anyway, Yoo Seong-woo will be watching from somewhere! Haha! More than that, next, next! The last one!”

The man’s gaze is directed at the current Veronica.

‘Ollett’.

And she pointed at Veronica with her finger as if it was natural and said.

“You’re Veronica, right? My sparring partner is you!”

“This little thing…”