Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 272

#272. Thank you.

It was not enough to be frightened.

The monstrous lord, huge as a mountain, could be seen everywhere in São Paulo to anyone with eyes.

Among them, of course, Li Qing-yu, who was watching videos taken by various drones in the floating garden of Quetzalcoatl headquarters, was included.

“Looks like this, it looks like they’re going to crush the whole city.”

It seems really unexpected.

Li Qingyu tilted his head slightly as he watched the giant moving in the distance.

Zixuan, who was next to him, also couldn’t hide his confused expression.

“It looks like most of the plans we prepared will have to be scrapped.”

“It should be.”

Li Qingyu sighed.

Just like when I caught Louise, I made several plans to gnaw away the power of the Forest Guild bit by bit.

Most of it was useless once Gula had completely overturned the chess board.

Did you notice and commit it?

Or is it an intuitive judgment?

Either way, it was an act worthy of a monster lord with developed instinctive senses in that it was unexpected.

“Because I didn’t know that I couldn’t hold out for half a day, let alone half a day, and self-destruct.”

…However, the problem was that it went in the opposite direction.

“I never imagined that the author would do something so stupid… How did you expect the princess?”

“It wasn’t exactly predictable. I was just thinking of making it inevitable.”

The plan was to annihilate and corner his guildmates in order to make Gula go on a rampage.

Li Qingyu murmured softly as he saw Gula, who had jumped onto the ground on his own before he could properly plan it.

“Anyway, thanks to the monster lord’s voluntary cooperation, we finally have all the ‘conditions’.”

There were many ways to stop Gula and beat the Forest Guild.

If I had made up my mind, this war would have ended long ago.

Even so, there is one reason why she was wasting her time catching small fish.

Because it needed a cause.

?Even if you kill the monster lord, it’s an excuse to prevent other teenage guilds or the Liberation Brigade from taking action using that as an excuse later.

‘I never thought I’d get an opportunity this soon… I have to thank Maia for this.’

Deeply grateful for the unexpected opportunity created thanks to Maia’s disappearance in Gula’s trap.

Li Qingyu picked up the wooden king, which was originally made in the form of a six-headed monster.

“It is time to end the war game.”

“What do you mean…?”

“yes.”

widely.

Li Qingyu placed the King of Trees in the middle of the city.

And as if there was nothing more to see, he turned around and continued with a cold smile.

“Now we must start hunting.”

* * *

“If others don’t, you will know.”

“What do you mean?”

I slowly raise my head.

Put limon in gloomy green eyes.

Her bluish-white lips curled up in a twisted smile, whether it was mockery or cynicism.

Maia continued quietly.

“How imperfect our seven princesses are.”

If the members of the Seven Dragons had heard of it, it would have foamed at the mouth.

To them, the princess is the incarnation of a dragon.

It was because he was the closest to perfection, learning and handling the essence of psionics, which no master could master, as if breathing from the moment he woke up from the egg.

But there was no objection from Limon.

It seems so natural.

I just quietly opened my mouth.

“That half-dragon’s blood.”

“exactly. As you said, the essence of the ancestors we inherited is only half.”

It was natural.

If they had been able to inherit the dragon’s blood, they wouldn’t have been called ‘princesses’.

“Because we inherited at least half of the true blood of the progenitor, we are born with power and talent that transcends humans, but that is why we are inherently unstable.”

slowly.

Place one hand on your chest.

Feeling the mighty psionic power that pulsates along with the heart, which is difficult for a mere human body to handle.

“Like this body.”

Maia laughed.

Even poisonous snakes and poisonous insects, which are mere insignificant creatures, rarely die from their own poison.

Even though he is a descendant of a dragon, his own body, which cannot even handle its own poison, is proof of its imperfection.

“It’s the same with the other princesses.”

It’s just that Green Dragon Princess’s instability is evident because of the toxicity.

Compared to the seven dragons, their descendants, the seven princesses, all had some twist.

The problem stemmed from the imbalance caused by psionics that were too powerful for their bodies.

“Princess White Dragon has lost the wisdom of Ji Baekryong, the wisest of the original seven ancestors.”

A princess whose life is short-lived as she gradually loses her emotions because she cannot control her foresight.

“Princess Blue Dragon is intoxicated with a sense of justice and mercy and does not see reality.”

A princess who does not know the distance between the ideal and reality and does not break her stubbornness.

“Black Dragon Princess? She has no conscience and is disloyal.”

A princess who reads and manipulates minds, so she never trusts others and does not wish to be trusted.

“Even the most perfect of us, the Golden Dragon Princess, cannot control her greed and arrogance, and the Red Dragon Princess only knows how to live as a tyrant.”

A princess who knows how to break anything but doesn’t know how to save anything.

“I don’t even need to talk about the lunatic, Silver Dragon Princess.”

Maia, who cynically talked about other princesses, also frowned and refrained from evaluating the Silver Dragon Princess.

In a sense, it was she who showed the imperfections of the seven princesses better than herself.

The seven princesses of the Seven Dragons.

A descendant of the dragon who inherited the noblest lineage.

However, if you look at them as individuals, not bloodlines, they have been such unstable and precarious beings for generations.

If it weren’t for the instincts carved into their bodies, a few essences would have been cut off long ago.

“I believed that completing dragon psionics would solve our imperfections.”

Even if you don’t have a twin sister as an aide, it’s just a way to earn time.

One day, when she dies and a new princess is born, a new entourage will be appointed and, like Carra, a victim of her own poison.

Maybe the victim will be two sisters in the future.

Maia, who couldn’t stand it, tried to find the answer by using herself as a research material.

“It was a stupid idea.”

The results were disastrous.

Such as cutting flesh and regurgitating psionics.

Despite doing everything she could to harm her health, she gained only two things.

One is that it was impossible to complete dragon psionics with one’s own power, which was only half blood.

And another one…

“It was useless if we couldn’t find the ‘eighth dragon psionic’ after all.”

…that they need the ‘eighth dragon psionic’ to solve their problems.

I didn’t know it might have been an obvious ending.

If dragon psionics could be completed by other means, the Seven Dragons would not have searched so much for the eighth for nearly a thousand years.

“Once I realized that, I turned my research toward artificially creating an eighth dragon psionic. But…”

“There was no result.

“It was another fool.”

The eighth dragon psionic is the long-cherished wish of the Seven Dragons.

If it had been possible to complete it by just one princess cutting down her lifespan and researching it, the holder would have been born long ago.

Without realizing such an obvious fact…

No, she continued her research while ignoring it.

It was unavoidable.

She is the Green Dragon Princess.

It was because she was the princess of the most tenacious and tenacious clan in the Seven Dragons, who had to see the end of a job once started.

“In the end, I just wasted the lifespan I received from Carra in vain.”

Common sense that everyone in the Seven Dragons knew from hundreds of years ago.

He said that he had wasted half his life and most of his remaining life just to check it.

After losing and failing all her life, the woman who became more pessimistic and cynical than anyone else twisted her lips.

“How is it, isn’t that a funny story?”

How can this not be a comedy when a man with the best reputation and a researcher committed such a stupid thing?

Seeing Maia talking mockingly, Limon scratched his cheek.

“It’s not particularly funny.”

“I guess that is unexpected. I thought you’d have a big laugh if you were the one who slashed our Seven Dragons with excitement for the past hundreds of years.”

“Then you’re laughing at Master’s efforts, aren’t you?”

“It is something to be laughed at.”

“No, it is not.”

Limon shook his head.

Others may laugh at you.

People in the world usually ignore people who fail to get any results from reckless challenges and just ruin their bodies.

But he didn’t.

no i couldn’t

“It is deserving of being laughed at by someone who has never even tried to laugh at someone who struggles to the limit against an unreasonable fate.”

Limon said quietly.

Then, looking at her with calm, sunken eyes, he added another word.

“At least I learned that from my master.”

“…Are you mocking me?”

“I was just being honest about my impressions.”

“…”

I don’t know if anyone else knows, but to tell myself, the princess of the Seven Dragons, the teachings of the Sword Emperor.

If it’s sarcastic, it’s mockery at its best.

However, Limon’s eyes looking at him were so deep and calm that Maia realized it unconsciously.

this is comfort

Not as a slave, but as a person.

Not to the green dragon princess, but to a woman named Maia.

It is more honest and caring words without pretense to express one’s impressions plainly without any rhetoric.

Of course, even if that was the case, those words already meant nothing at the point where the opponent was Limon, the enemy of the Seven Dragons and the enemy of the clan.

…no it shouldn’t have been.

However, the moment Maia saw his calm eyes, she realized it all over again.

The distant Bronze Age.

Against the mighty seven dragons.

Those who turned the whole world into enemies.

One of the three sword masters who changed the fate of the world after struggling to the limit, not caring even if everyone laughed at the impossibility.

That it was the man in front of her.

A fact I already knew.

A past to be resentful of.

However, I feel the opposite.

Although his efforts may have been in vain, they were by no means meaningless.

In fact, the recognition of those who challenged the impossible and achieved it naturally permeates deeply and naturally into a heart full of all sorts of scars.

As much as it feels like the blood that has been cold for a long time is warm again.

…This is an illusion.

Instinct awakened as his body weakened by the swinging bridge effect on the opponent who saved him from danger.

It’s a temporary shake created by adding the two and oversecreting certain hormones.

As a member of the council and a researcher, Maia made a cold-hearted decision.

Even so, the illusion is hot.

The whispers of instinct are too strong.

Involuntarily open your mouth

“Limon Asfelder, are you still my slave?”

“Sure.”

“…then that’s fine.”

what is good

Maia stood up, laughing at herself for saying something she didn’t understand.

“If you still move…”

Even in the midst of this, he holds out one hand to stop him trying to support him like a slave, and moves his hand as it is.

As I have already done several times.

But slower than ever.

Squeak.

Unbutton your shirt.

Get your arms out of the loose sleeves.

The only piece of clothing that covered her body slipped under her feet.

“Limon.”

For the first time, not a swordsman.

Calling him by that name as a man.

Maia slightly raised her head.

And with the naked body exposed without a single thread on it.

He opened his blue-white lips, holding him in green eyes that were deeper and gloomy than a swamp but more beautiful than jewels.

“Hold me.”