Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 1079

#Side Story 48. The Dragon’s Bride Fighting for Love (10)

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To put it clearly.

She was not unmanned.

I only learned and trained martial arts because I needed to, but I was never particularly interested in martial arts.

However, the person who taught her martial arts was the strongest sword master, and she fought many fierce battles with him.

Thanks to that, her insight was quite high.

In most cases, it is easy to predict victory or defeat.

Gulp.

Nevertheless, at this moment.

I swallowed my dry saliva automatically.

Yuna-kyung was nervous.

Because I couldn’t even guess who would win.

It was something that could not be helped.

Even Li Qingyu, who had come up with his own reasoning up until now, remained silent during this match.

Joan of Arc, patron saint of the Sword Tower.

Charlotte, the strongest expert of the Seven Dragon Club.

The fight between the two was a difficult problem that even she, who had absorbed the martial arts of the reincarnated monarch, could not dare to predict.

Even other princesses, of course.

Even Dali Suri, who had a sullen expression on his face from the pointless defeat, came out of the waiting room and observed in person for this game.

[Li Qingyu has something to say.]

[…Are you saying this now?]

[I am saying this now.]

That’s why.

Before the match starts.

When Ainsha sent a text message to my smartphone.

The reason why Li Qingyu was able to calmly accept it as if it had come, rather than being surprised.

[Are you thinking of giving up?]

[Yes. I’m quitting now.]

[Honestly, it’s unexpected. Ainsha, I thought you would continue.]

[I’m not a fool. Even if you can’t see the future, you can distinguish between when to step back and when to move forward.]

[You’re really wise.]

I nodded and agreed for a moment at the bold decision of someone who achieved victory by defeating even my older sister.

Li Qingyu eventually accepted Ainsha’s waiver.

That was just the beginning.

To Rose and Maia.

Even while Li Qingyu was smiling bitterly as he responded appropriately to each text message he received.

The two women on the off-stage were exuding a heavy and calm air as they waited for preparations for the match to end.

“Honestly, it’s unexpected.”

“What did you mean?”

“No matter how much you taught me, I never thought that one of you would become my junior.”

“Don’t be mistaken. “I am only his companion, not his disciple.”

Grinning.

Looking at Joan of Arc with a gentle smile.

Charlotte said with a cynicism as cold as ice.

“Unlike you.”

“…What do you mean by that?”

“Do you want to know what it means?”

Charlotte snorted.

She was pitied because she was a student.

Even though we were enemies, we became partners.

It seems as if it is not clear which of the two is the bride who was truly loved by him.

“That’s such a sad thing to say.”

And looking at her like that, Joan of Arc smiled.

Gentle.

Gentle.

Gently.

“In the sense that a person who is a bride in name and appearance ignores the mercy of the teacher who accepted even the descendants of the dirty dragon blood.”

Before it was blackened.

In the parallel world, she is the guardian saint of the Sword Tower, who together with Limon beheaded the seven princesses and uprooted the Seven Dragons.

Looking at the lover with an infinitely merciful smile, as if he would show mercy to the parasite that clung to his teacher and lover.

Charlotte smiled coldly.

“You’re not wrong.”

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“….”

That moment.

Her smile disappeared.

Of course, it was just a moment.

It was something that happened in a moment that even the Absolute had difficulty recognizing, and then was erased again.

However, Charlotte, who was recognized even for that moment, had a cold sneer on her face, and looking at her like that, Joan of Arc smiled even more gently.

When the two women exchanged smiles and cool air.

“The inspection has been completed.”

“Thank you, junior Asha.”

quietly.

Two necklaces sticking out.

Are there any problems with the restored barrier and the band’s necklace?

After completing the final confirmation as a judge, Anastasia calmly asked Joan of Arc, who smiled, and Charlotte, who proudly wore a necklace around her neck.

“Then may we begin?”

There was no need for an answer.

Because the actions of Joan of Arc and Charlotte, each holding a sword and a rifle, showed their will more clearly than a hundred words.

Just like that…

…the final match of the World’s Best Bride Tournament between the two Sword Masters has begun.

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Theater of Dog & Queen

Comedy

Still, I pursue perfection.

Still I Pursue Perfection?

Taaang!

The moment a gunshot rang out.

The fluttering things are petals.

The storm of flower petals swirling like a snowstorm filling the wide non-stage is a barrier.

A veil of absolute defense that blocks all attacks, forged with the will to protect the country, the world, and the lover.

But surprisingly.

The veil is pierced.

Fast, strong and accurate.

The bullet penetrates the faint gap between the storm of countless flower petals and bounces off only after hitting the blade that was swinging like a dance.

Kaang!

This is proof that even the sharpest bullets could not penetrate absolute defense in the end.

However, the will contained in that bullet ‘perfectly’ hit the center of the sword.

The impact of the bullet, whose speed, timing, and angle are so exquisitely matched, makes even the sword master’s hands go numb.

Kang Kaga River!

One shot.

One shot.

Another shot.

The more you can block bullets.

The sword shakes louder.

Even my thin body is pushed out.

The moment when the sword, which was originally supposed to be perfect, was twisted and even the sword’s will to provide absolute defense was about to collapse due to the imbalance of the footing and posture.

?Poetry of Heaven and Hell Flowers

Poesie von Himmel und Hölle

Defensive Counter

Flower Poetry

Gedicht über Blumen?

Gaaaaaaang!

The bullet that ricocheted, forcing the result of piercing the blade before it pierced even the cause and effect, hit Charlotte on the shoulder.

Although she may not have been pierced thanks to the hard scales, it was a moment of great shock that caused her to stop.

Joan of Arc immediately rushed at Charlotte and swung her sword.

And then a brawl begins.

Bababababababaat!

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-dang!

The sword and rifle intersect, twist the head to avoid the blade, and catch a bullet fired in front of the nose with the hilt of the sword.

High-speed close combat with hundreds of attacks and defenses taking place in just one second.

The air is torn apart by the aftermath alone.

Amidst the roar and the storm.

The moment when the gently swung sword collided with the sharply extended rifle.

?Muae Moogung Hwail

???? Flower 1

Flower’s Blade

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Theater of Dog & Queen

Opera

Hear the song of discord?

Kwaaang

!!!

Hundreds and thousands of flower petals poured out like a storm centered on Joan of Arc, swirling like blades.

A bullet fired from a rifle that swings like a windmill twists the trajectory of the petal and causes it to return to Joan of Arc.

As a result, the two women, each with their arms and sides cut by the messy swirling flower petals, were thrown to opposite sides.

Seeing them running towards each other again as if they had been pushed away for some time.

Anastasia briefly expressed her admiration.

‘A sword that cuts through perfection and imperfection…. This is truly amazing.’

Cuts out imperfections.

Thus, everything unfolds perfectly, including attack, defense, and evasion.

Cutting out perfection.

In this way, the opponent’s movements, which should have been perfect, become imperfect and the imperfections are destroyed.

Compared to that of other sword masters, the sword sword looks extremely plain and simple.

But she could tell.

The fear of that sword.

For a sword master who can already use a perfect sword to become even more perfect, it means that if there is even the slightest chance of victory, he will definitely be able to do so.

Conversely, the fact that even the same sword master’s sword can be made imperfect means that it can create the possibility of defeat for anyone.

It was an even more amazing sword sword for Charlotte, who arrogantly believed in her own strength and abilities even without having to use it.

As soon as I realized the sword skill, just handling it so perfectly showed its greatness.

‘Of course, the surprising thing is the same for the Great Master….’

A space of reality that stops the flow of cause-and-effect contradictions.

Joan of Arc’s swordsmanship, which cuts freely and even links with each other as needed, is deceptive.

As the guardian saint of the Sword Tower, she went through countless battles to the death and was able to achieve this level by continuously training herself even after surviving alone in a destroyed world.

To be honest, no sword master other than Limon and Sword Demon would dare stand up to her.

‘…I’m in trouble.’

That was why.

What she found perplexing.

As the fight between the two is seriously heating up, I have to intervene as a referee.

This is because the majesty of the two was so fearsome that even she, a sword master, could not stop them.

If this continues, I wonder if even the talisman of greatness will become meaningless.

Quang!

It seems like they are trying to make a decision.

After withdrawing after a fierce battle.

The two women gained momentum.

In Joan of Arc’s sword, which was raised straight up, seven blades were mixed into one.

Before we knew it, the sword and dragon psionics were fused together from Charlotte’s rifle wearing spirit armor.

In the aftermath alone, the space and time of the ‘room of time and mind’ they were in began to shake as if it would collapse.

The moment when Anastasia decided that she couldn’t go any further and made up her mind and pulled out her sword.

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“…?!”

The off-stage splits apart.

The momentum the two had been building was completely lost.

Joan of Arc and Charlotte, as well as those who were watching the game with bated breath, froze in shock at the sudden situation.

The white-haired man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the off-stage opened his mouth softly.

“It seems like they both forgot that this is a competition.”

“…ah.”

I flinch.

Because he was so absorbed in the fight, he seemed to remember that it was now a fight, not a life-or-death issue.

Limón sighed as he looked at Joan of Arc, who showed signs of agitation, and Charlotte, who trembled slightly.

“Yes, swordsmen can get excited when they fight with swords.”

Shake your head slightly.

Blocking Joan of Arc’s apology.

Limon slowly turned his head.

“But princess, isn’t it a bit wrong to make others fight and then open a gambling table?”

“…!”

A black-haired girl sitting in a wheelchair.

Li Qingyu flinched when he heard those words.

This is because he realized that he had been exposed for opening a gambling table and collecting a small amount of the space usage rights as a commission depending on the outcome of the match.

“Swordsmith, that is….”

“Honestly, I had no intention of getting involved. “From the beginning, I thought this happened because of me and that it was a problem that you all had to sort out among yourself.”

“….”

“But I guess I was thinking wrong.”

It is the bride’s job to take care of the housework, but the groom must resolve any disputes between the brides.

So, I said I need to take care of things from now on.

Limon took a step forward.

“In that sense, we all need to get some punishment.”

“…yes?”

Ugh.

For a moment, I blinked at those unexpected words.

Li Qingyu immediately took a deep breath.

A statue that stood tall in front of the mansion.

A sweet scent exploded from Limon, who placed one hand on a piece of star power that could be said to be the core of this room of time and heart.

As if reacting to that scent, time and space began to distort in a strange way, even more so than when Charlotte and Joan of Arc were fighting.

And the body began to heat up with the resonance of dragon psionics.

Because it gave me an intuition about what ‘punishment’ Limon is talking about.

“If the problem was that you didn’t have enough time with me, I will make sure you don’t feel lacking in the future.”

“that…!”

Parging!

Unfortunately.

He didn’t listen to any objections.

Just by lightly snapping his fingers, he moved all of his brides around the off-stage into one space.

A mansion built right in the middle of the ‘Room of Time and Mind’.

Among them, it was in the center…

a spacious and luxurious bedroom.

There were no exceptions.

Before we knew it, the amulet was broken and Charlotte and Joan of Arc returned to normal.

The princesses, including Li Qingyu, secretly participated in the gambling game, risking their own victory.

Anastasia, who was watching the referee, Yuna-kyung, who was accidentally dragged in while watching, and Suri-do, who was running.

And….

“Eh? Dear son-in-law. “Am I… too?”

Even the Fairy Queen, who had been sitting in the stands, ended up falling on her butt on a soft bed.

Now, instead of the off-stage, Catherine has prepared with plenty of desire for the 12 brides who are perplexed on a bed as big as the off-stage.

Limon said calmly.

“I’m sorry to your mother-in-law, but I am jointly responsible.”

“…!”

After seeing him say that since she is his bride, she should receive both rewards and punishments.

The Fairy Queen stiffened.

The energy of Yin-Yang Happiness radiating from Limon.

And before I knew it, a fierce glow appeared in platinum-colored eyes with vertically split pupils.

Above all, a body and mind that are already perfectly accustomed to the lover they love.

It made her and his brides swallow their saliva without even realizing it.

He climbed onto the bed full of brides who had stiffened like herbivores facing a wild beast, hugged the waist of the closest bride and kissed her.

While the aides were frightened by the familiar energy that made them lose consciousness just by being nearby, their faces turned red and they hurriedly escaped…. A

hot wind.

The mansion was swept.

…for 24 hours externally.

……

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and so the next day.

The ‘Room of Time and Mind’, which was forced to operate for 24 hours in a row by the power of the stars and powerful dragon psionics, eventually broke down.

But fortunately.

Or indeed unfortunately.

No one regretted it.

In any case, from that day on, the brides of Limon had to take recuperation for at least a few days and at most a week.

Just like that….

When the repairs were completed, everyone was able to freely enter and exit the Room of the Heart while Limon stayed there for one hour a day, without any restrictions on order or number of people.

In the Chilryonghoe, the Geomryong Branch (????) was held regularly.

…His brides got along a little better.