The blue blade aura whirls and covers Kirint’s entire sword light. Breaking the momentum, Russ immediately delivered a follow-up blow.
“Bloodwind Slash!”
The combination of stabbing and slashing becomes a storm of blades.
“Sword of the Storm!”
A storm of blades radiated the light of Auror and surrounded Kirint on all sides in confusion. The three-stage linkage boasted by Lord Werl, the Auror user of the Teikan Kingdom, was perfectly displayed in Russ’ hands.
“This is pretty good!”
The power of this technique was unusual. It was a proper auror skill that was activated faithfully to the basics. Kirint quickly went on the defensive as well.
“The Curtain of Nesting!”
The silver-blue aura was completely released and weaved horizontally and vertically in the air. Just like spinning a cloth with weft and warp threads, the auror was carefully divided to create a tent.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
A storm of blades accompanied by an explosion was blocked by the Auror curtain.
A normal auror shield would have been pierced, but the veil of overlap strengthens the structure by overlapping all auras, giving it several times greater strength and elasticity. It’s the same way that an arrow can easily pierce a thick leather vest, but cannot pierce several layers of silk.
Russ’ eyes lit up as he threw the soft sword of the storm.
‘Hoo? Was there a defense method like that?’
However, it is a natural law that when the wind blows on the sails, they are pushed back, and although they defended themselves, Kirint continued to retreat and was pushed back.
Russ, who was out of the defensive position, smiled faintly. Not only did I win the game, but I also gained a new skill!
It was then.
“this… … Is this how you do it?”
After catching his breath, Kirint raised his sword and struck.
“Gale of Stings!”
The silver-blue Blade Aura flies in a whirlwind!
Russ was horrified. He was a perfect flurry of stabs, even in his own eyes.
“And it was like this? “Bloodwind’s cut!”
The stabbing and cutting were linked, and a typhoon arose and struck Russ.
“Sword of the Storm!”
Surprisingly, Kirint has now perfectly replicated Lord Werl’s secret technique that Russ showed only once, and struck it backwards. It would be a complete shame to see someone else do something he did on a fake day.
In his panic, Russ unconsciously used his sword and sprayed blade aura into the air.
“The Curtain of Nesting!”
Because he was in a hurry, he inadvertently defended himself the way Kirint did. As if he were a genius, Russ copied the technique that required detailed Auror operation after seeing it just once and recreated it in the air. This time, Russ became a sailboat caught in the wind and was pushed back.
Russ, who had barely managed to maintain his balance, looked at Kirinth in surprise.
“How can you just take a look and see my skills…” … .”
What’s funny is that Kirint was saying the same thing with the same expression.
“How can you just take a look and see my skills…” … .”
Both were so embarrassed that the battle stopped for a moment. Meanwhile, Tahan Fortress and the Vastalon Empire are still in the midst of battle. Amid the noisy walls of the battlefield, the two looked at each other in confusion.
Kirint groaned and muttered.
“It’s not like he was just a similar genius… … .”
Russ also groaned and said.
“… … “Is this because they are of the same class?”
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Born into the Empire’s prestigious sword family, the Lateban family, Kirint had no teacher since childhood. Possessing genius talent, he could imitate any sword technique he saw and reproduce any technique.
Thanks to this, young Kirint did not practice swordsmanship too hard. If he was nagging me too much, he would only show up at the gym occasionally and spend his free time doing something else.
Still, he was strong. His talent alone is such that no one from the prestigious swordsman Lateban family can compete with him.
Kirint, whose talent was recognized, was allowed to join the Imperial Knights at the unusually young age of 20. And as soon as he entered his 30s, he had the good fortune of becoming an Auror right away. He was so gifted that he was able to become an Auror user without even training very hard.
As such, Kirint was an extremely arrogant young man when he first became an Auror user.
His outstanding talent was applied not only to swordsmanship but also to auror skills.
As long as the Auror was allowed, he could use most of the Auror skills as soon as he saw them. Even experienced Auror users within the Empire quietly avoided him. Regardless of winning or losing, no one likes an opponent who can steal their skills.
There was no one in the world who could stop him. It was a time when he boasted that the only thing he had was time, and that as he got older and the number of Aurors increased, he would automatically become the strongest warrior on the continent.
Then he met.
The sword master Vanatel, who had been living in seclusion for a while and was the most famous swordsman on the continent.
At the time, Vanatel was cutting off contact with the world because he was practicing a new technology, the Apocalypse Stinger, for a rematch with his arch-enemy Gerard. So Kirint, who had joined the team for several years, had never met him.
Even though he was Kirintra, he had never imagined himself being compared to the sword saint Vanatel. To begin with, Vanatel was a legendary sword saint who had been famous even before he was born.
But he didn’t respect Vanatel either. He was considered a senior warrior who was born first and became stronger first.
Vanatel did not look kindly on Kirint.
He was a member of the Vastalon Empire who thoroughly loved his country and praised Sayre. He would mercilessly kill junior Auror users from other countries, regardless of whether they were seen or not, but when it came to junior warriors from the Empire, he would pay attention to them as if he were their teacher. Since he was the type of warrior who could not have disciples, he would have had a particularly strong tendency to do so.
To Banatel, Kirinth’s laziness was something he could not tolerate.
One day, Banatel called him.
-Let’s stick together, Kirint. I want to see your skills.
There was no way he could be Banatel’s opponent in the first place. So Kirinth politely declined. In his mind, he was complaining, ‘Is this damn old man senile? Why are he trying to persecute his pale young junior?’
However, Banatel placed a condition.
-Attempt with all your might. I will only use the amount of Aurors that you can use.
Kirint laughed inwardly.
It is no secret that Vanatel is a legendary sword saint and a legendary swordsman at the same time. Isn’t it only because of that tremendous Auror that he is respected as a Sword Master and a being that transcends humans?
If the amount of Auror is the same, he will not be able to defeat any Auror user. Even with his low level of Auror status, there was no way he could be a match for Kirint, who had defeated the Empire’s strongmen from time to time.
Since there was also a young striker, Kirint held his sword with confidence.
He freely displayed his splendid and free-spirited swordsmanship. He perfectly used the secret techniques of each Auror user in the empire that he had learned so far.
… … Beaten to death.
Vanatel did not persecute the Kirints with his overabundance of auras. He really only used the same amount of Aurors as Kirint.
His unpredictable swordsmanship, which had reached the pinnacle of intangibility, could not pierce the simply ignorant imperial sword of Vanatel. Even with simple swordsmanship, if you are faster, stronger, and more accurate than your opponent, you can block any attack. No matter how many different feints you mix into your attack, it is meaningless if the opponent’s reaction is fast enough to handle all of the feint movements.
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On the other hand, Kirinth could not avoid Vanatel’s attack.
It was a well-known trajectory and a well-known attack, but if I blocked it, it would collapse without blocking it, and my body was too slow to try to avoid it. Until now, Kirint had predicted all attacks and avoided them first, but if they mercilessly bombarded the enemy with sword attacks, there was no way to avoid them.
Basic skills.
Basic skills.
This was so different. Vanatel left a cold word to Kirint, who was lying around like a rag.
-No matter how fancy you throw the egg, it will break if it hits a rock, baby.
Only then did Kirint realize his problem.
Although he has defeated many opponents with his overflowing talent, he is actually very poor in aspects such as stamina, speed, and strength.
The other knights who lost to him, those who had trained their basic skills, would have been able to have a good fight with Vanatel. Unlike him, they did not neglect their daily practice.
Vanatel scolded Kirint, who was feeling helpless, mercilessly.
-Even if you just live like that, you will be strong. I think I’ll be able to maintain the level of a famous Auror user. But is that your goal? Are you saying that you would be satisfied with where you are even though you can look up to a higher place?
He left, leaving behind a cold but at the same time warm word.
-The Vastalon Empire must always be the strongest. I want to see the status of the Sword Saint remain in the empire even after my death.
I came to my senses. From then on, she worked like crazy on brushing up on the basics.
Kirint already had excessive natural talent. Now, the most powerful weapon called effort has been added to it. Although it was only about two years, Kirint quickly caught up with the older, more experienced Imperial Auror users.
But Kirinth was not satisfied.
Unlike before, my goal of becoming a swordsman was too high.
You cannot obtain the title of Sword Saint if you are relatively stronger than other warriors. That is a title that can only be held by an absolutely powerful person who completely overwhelms the continent’s warriors.
And seeing Kirinth like that, the warriors of the continent cautiously called him the next generation sword saint. There was no one who could compete with him just because of his talent. Who would dare to compete with him if he worked harder than anyone else?
The Vastalon Empire is the strongest on the continent.
Therefore, the strongest swordsman in the empire must be the strongest swordsman on the continent.
The title of the strongest swordsman on the continent, the Sword Saint, belongs to the Vashtalon Empire!
Kirint had run so far with this faith alone.
But now, another next-generation swordsman candidate was blocking his path.
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Rushing over the castle wall, Russ swung his sword in the air.
“Banwol Cham! “Janwol!”
Following the sword’s trajectory, a crescent-shaped blade aura condenses and condenses in the air. Russ struck a blow at his Auror, who was hovering in the air.
“Awesome moonlight!”
Dozens of moonlight pour down like rain. Kirint folded her arms to her chest and drew out her Aurors.
“Raven Shield!”
Silver-blue wings bloomed layer after layer, blocking his path and blocking out the bright moonlight.
It may be a bit awkward to be named Raven or Raven for its silver-blue wings, but this is the secret weapon of Sir Croatl, a free auror user originally from Vasily, and was originally given that name because of its spread gray wings.
Now, as soon as Kirint saw the Raven Shield used by Russ, he copied it and made it his own.
“Hey, that bastard is using someone else’s skills!”
Russ gritted his teeth as his intact Auror skills were stolen in front of his eyes. It was slowly going beyond the level of a red-and-white dumpster, and it felt like a fence had its own house robbed.
Kirint chuckled and continued his technique.
“Banwol Cham, Janwol! “Awesome moonlight!”
The same attack went to Russ. This time, Russ came to the defense with a smile of regret.
“Mirage!”
Russ’s body became blurred and a burst of moonlight slid and warped around his form. It was Mirage, an Aura Guard skill that Kirint used just now, which gives smooth properties to Auras and distorts the trajectory of the opponent’s Blade Auras with repulsion.
Well, anyway, that technique, Mirage, originally belonged to Sir Morais, an Auror user of the Teikan Kingdom. Since we shared the sword before and stole it back then, Kirint doesn’t really feel bad about it being stolen. (In the case of Russ, who was upset, she had a tendency to do so because she was young.)
Kirint scoffed mockingly.
“You imitate like a monkey.”
Russ was shocked and scolded me.
“Isn’t that what you would say, Senior Monkey?”
The two fought like that, each copying each other’s techniques. After exchanging attacks and defense to some extent, each other’s skills gradually deteriorated.
Even while mixing swords, neither side used the Auror skills of the Vashtalon Empire or the Auror skills of Antares’ other races at all. We are currently facing an enemy, and if we carelessly expose our ally’s technology to the opponent, the original owner may end up in a disadvantageous situation later.
Kirint sarcastically swung his sword.
“Technology is slowly becoming repetitive?”
Russ also responded with a sneer.
“Does it seem like you’re just repeating the same techniques from before?”
Since they are both from the same group, their styles are similar, so it is not easy to end up in a showdown. As they predicted each other’s movements at the same time and responded in the same way, it became like a gamble or a sword dance where the moves were pre-planned.
But Kirint was not in such a hurry. Anyway, the reason we fought like this so far was simply because we wanted to find out the talent of our opponent, Cyrus.
