Chapter 89
Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius
Episode 89
Beatrice entered the North.
Count Skylar found out about this only after a month had passed.
He was very angry.
The North is a place you should never go to with a light heart.
A place where you never know when or where you will die.
In particular, given Beatriceâs personality, she would not have been able to find a proper team.
It is very dangerous if there is no team to take turns standing guard there.
âshit!â
He held up the staff that was displayed on one side of his office and used magic.
âWarp!â
With just one use of the
7th Circle wizardâs exclusive possession, magic equivalent to the mana of a 5th Circle wizard was unleashed in his hands to find his daughter.
âBeatrice! âWhere is Beatrice?â
As soon as he entered the northern city, he began to search the cityâs âfortressâ as if he were going from house to house.
âuh? Arenât you Count Skylar? âWhat about hereâ¦!â
âMove! âYour greeting is not important right now!â
Count Skylar, who was moving around the city like a runaway locomotive, finally reached the castle walls.
visor. Kwaaaaang!
Quieeeeek!
Hang in there! Well done!
A loud noise was heard beyond and above the castle walls.
âThisâ¦!â
His eyes widened at the familiar wave of mana.
âBeatrice!â
Using magic, he climbed up the castle wall in an instant and was immediately mesmerized by the sight he saw.
Corpses of monsters piled up in piles.
The corpses of looters were scattered among the monster corpses.
And still fighting monsters and marauders and monsters.
Among them, a prosecutor is standing alone and precariously.
Behind him, a man was barely standing while holding a cane.
âBeatrice! Beatrice, are you okay?â
That man is Beatrice.
Even though it was hidden by magic, the 7th Circle wizard could not fool his eyes.
His precious daughter was swaying as if she would collapse at any moment.
âMana depletion phenomenon.â
This is a phenomenon that occurs when you use up the mana you have to the limit.
You may feel dizzy, your whole body will feel numb, and in severe cases, you may die.
The reason the disguise was maintained even when the mana ran out was because of the use of an artifact.
Otherwise, even if the disguise came off, it would have come off long ago.
âIâm going! âOpen the door right now!â
âItâs not possible! Doesnât the Count know!â
know.
Knowing this, it becomes even more difficult.
There is no way for a wizard who can no longer use magic to survive.
âI came here because it was noisy. Lucas, was it you?â
A manâs voice was heard behind him.
âomg! âMercenary King!â
A gasping sound can be heard nearby.
Such a reaction was natural.
The man who spoke to him was none other than the Mercenary King.
âHamiltonâ¦.â
âCome to your senses. âDonât you know very well that you wonât be able to open it just because you try so hard?â
âshut up. âIf it were your family down there, I think you could talk as calmly as you do now!â
âUnfortunately I have no family.â
âYou son of a bitch! âItâs not my jobâ¦!â
I was angry at him for talking arbitrarily about having a pierced mouth.
Itâs family.
How could any father remain silent when his daughter, who could barely hurt his eyes, was dying before his eyes?
âNo matter what you say, I have to get over it.â
âHe knows he canât do that. âDo you think you can break through this shield?â
The Mercenary King pounded his fist in the air.
Tung. Pajijik.
Then a huge spark appeared and covered his hand.
It was so powerful that if he hadnât momentarily protected his hands with aura, his hands would have burned and turned into powder in an instant.
âThis is a protective shield that Count Millennium worked hard to create together with the wizards of the Magic Tower. Since you were there, you know how strong this is, right?â
âUgh.â
Count Skylar gritted his teeth.
There was nothing wrong with what the mercenary king said.
The âFortressâ shield, created by all the wizards of the central magic tower, boasted tremendous defensive power as its name suggests.
Even a sword master would have to attack for dozens of days and nights to barely break it.
The only being that can immediately dismantle this level of defense is a dragon.
All that said, the magicians of the empire often come to tour the shield.
âknow. But that doesnât mean there isnât a way. âYou just have to open the gate.â
âwhat? Even when this thing spins, it spins solidly.â
âhaha. spin? My daughter is in danger of death and who wouldnât care! So get out of the way!â
The mercenary king grabbed Count Skylar by the neck as he went down the castle wall with a disgusted look on his face.
And then he slammed it into the ground with all his might.
âWhat what⦠Barrier!â
Kwaaaaang!
The properly spread barrier and the castle wall collided, creating a loud noise.
Contrary to the loud sound, there was not even the slightest scratch on the castle wall.
It is the effect of the protective shield.
Hardness that can have no effect on any shock.
âWake. And look straight ahead.â
The Mercenary King lifted Count Skylar and made him stick his head out of the castle walls.
âWhat are you looking at?â
âLook Carefully. âDo you think he would let your daughter die when you saw him?â
ââ¦.â
The mercenary king pointed to the swordsman.
He was barely swinging his sword like a blade of grass struggling to hold on in a storm.
Even at a glance, it looks dangerous. What should I look at?
âFrom what I heard, theyâve been holding on for three months. But unlike fighting for such a long time, I donât have many wounds.â
ââ¦!â
âYou know what this means, right? Thereâs no one out there that can threaten that guy. At least if itâs not those two guys.â
His finger pointed in front of the prosecutor.
The two monsters are engaged in a battle so great that the shock is felt even here.
âEven though that woman is the ruler of the North, this is my first time seeing that monster. The good news is that they are fighting.â
ââ¦Then you see that my daughter can come back alive?â
âokay. âAt least as long as those two guys donât target you and as long as they donât give up, your daughter is safe.â
âHaaâ¦â
At the words of the Mercenary King, Count Skylar stumbled as if his body had lost all strength.
As for the mercenary king, you can believe anything he says.
Because he could be said to be the best at fighting in war.
âWait for now. âIf I canât decide, Iâll think about it later.â
ââ¦.â
Count Skylar nodded and looked down at the castle walls.
I donât know who that prosecutor is, but I think I will never forget his kindness if he saves my daughter.
***
âI held on.â
âThis is amazing.â
Count Skylar and the Mercenary King looked down at the castle wall blankly.
The prosecutor held out until the day the gates were finally opened.
âMy daughter. Taal!â
Count Skylar uses magic to quickly reach the castle gate.
The castle gate opened and he and the Mercenary King went out.
âBeatrice! are you okay? âAre you okay?â
âOh father?â
âthank god. Thank goodness. âLetâs go back quickly.â
âNow just a momentâ¦!â
Count Skylar carried Beatrice in his arms and entered the city.
Taurine and Ahar stopped fighting.
As soon as the city gates opened, they looked back at me.
âWhere! âYou are mine!â
âGive it to me. Give it to me!â
They rushed at me.
He quickly turned around and tried to run away.
But the steps did not move. In front of me, Mahol was supporting Rayna and Ellis and looking back at me.
Can he save me?
No, itâs impossible.
Those monsters will reach me faster than Mahol will reach me.
âDamn it. âHow did you survive?â
My whole body became stiff.
It was like I was a wooden doll and it didnât move as I wanted.
The hand that was wielding the sword was torn and the flesh was torn as if bitten by an animal.
I canât even swing a sword.
I donât even have the strength to do that.
âIs this the end?â
My consciousness became blurred.
The tension that had persisted until the very end suddenly lost my senses.
âGood work.â
Someone picked up my falling body.
âJust take a breakâ¦â
His face is blurry as he hugs me.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
There was a huge roar and my vision went dark.
Ssuk suk.
Something warm and wet swept across my face.
My whole body felt tired and stiff at the same time.
âHmm.â
As I was tossing and turning, someone lightly tapped my shoulder.
ââ¦.â
I opened my eyes.
I frowned for a moment at the sudden light.
âyoung master.â
And I saw Ellisâ face after taking off the bast mask.
Her face was very gaunt.
âAre you okay?â
ââ¦.â
He opened his mouth to her question.
No voice came out.
Am embarrassed. My mouth was dry and my throat was very sore.
She seemed to understand my condition and offered me lukewarm water.
Carefully cupping my chin, she let the water flow into my mouth.
âYou need to eat it slowly and slowly.â
I wanted to gulp down water right now.
But I couldnât do that because of her very worried gaze.
As I drank water following her guidance, I felt my blurry vision becoming clearer.
I think my voice will come out now.
âHow long have I been down?â
âOne week, one week.â
Her eyes wavered as she spoke.
Her voice trembled violently, as if she thought I would never wake up.
Grumble.
She smiled vaguely as my stomach pounded, breaking the mood.
âI will make porridge.â
I nodded.
My stomach was already feeling crazy.
Ellis left the room and I looked around.
Shabby walls and wide open windows.
Thick pure white blanket.
As I was raising my upper body, the door burst open with a crashing sound and several people came in.
âAre you okay?â
âAre you in any pain?â
Mahol and Reina ran ahead and clung to the bed I was lying on.
âAre you awake now?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A middle-aged man wearing a robe I had never seen before crossed his arms and glared at me.
âAre you in any pain? âWhatâs uncomfortable?â
Beatrice, after removing her disguise, came over and looked at me.
âHoo. âYour body has become quite strong.â
Some strange man picked up my clothes, looked around at them, and commented on them.
âOh, itâs annoying.â
While I couldnât really understand what was going on, I was very annoyed by the outpouring of attention from many people.
What if my body had recovered properly?
I donât like holding on to people who have just woken up and bothering them.
âWhat are you all doing! I am a patient. âEveryone, get off!â
Ellis, who had just entered the room, stiffened his face and pushed everyone to one side.
Then, he placed the tray he had brought on the table next to the bed and picked up the bowl containing the porridge.
He picks up the spoon, scoops out the porridge, and then hands it to me.
âOh, do it.â
no. Wait.
This is too sudden.
âexcuse me. âI can eat it myself.â
âOh, do it.â
âI can eat it⦠ugh!â
I raised my hand to take the spoon from her, but I flinched from the pain that sent a shiver down my spine.
âAre you okay? Are you in a lot of pain? Should I call a therapist?â
âOh no. Itâs okay.â
This is muscle pain.
Because I have done work that requires a lot of physical effort, I knew very well what the pain was like.
I was just surprised by how strong the pain was.
âWhoaâ¦â
Itâs hard to move oneâs hand properly.
But Iâm hungry.
I had no choice but to obediently accept and eat the porridge she fed me like a baby bird.