Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 831



Chapter 831

#831. Just keep in mind one thing.

* * *

Again.

slowly.

Drops flow down.

along the soft jawline.

With a nape as thin as a doe.

Beyond the smooth collarbone, between the firm breastbones.

Sometimes it stops, sometimes it slides, sometimes it rolls.

The traces left by the bell stood out on the white skin, accentuating the already thick curves of the body.

But at this very moment.

It was rare for anyone to be able to admire her.

The sight of a beautiful woman, covered in blood while hanging from a chain, evoked more surprise and pity than admiration.

Even so, the great thing was that her beauty didn’t fade, but instead looked even more bewitching.

how much time had passed

for thousands of years to pass.

It was a single noise that awakened her, who seemed to be hanging there without moving.

Sigh.

“Hey are you alive?”

The door opened with a creak.

and hear a raspy voice.

A beauty with dark red curly hair who opened her eyes after her eyelashes fluttered.

Shir smiled.

“Have you ever seen such a vivid corpse?”

“If it’s a living zombie, it’s here.”

“Isn’t that too much self-deprecation? Still, the name is the body that realized the miracle of reviving a lion.”

“No matter what you call a miracle, in the end, zombies are zombies.”

“You are good at self-objectification.”

“Kyahaha! Well, if you don’t know the subject, until you find out, you’re right up until you’re beaten by the bad-tempered old man.”

“Well, that’s why I’ve heard that the baby suffered a lot when teaching you.”

He laughed briefly at Billy’s cheerful answer.

with a deeper smile.

Sir opened his mouth.

“So why are you here today?”

“My lady is in a bad mood.”

“That warlock baby is always in a bad mood.”

“That’s right, but lately, your hysteria has gotten worse.”

Billy shrugged.

He was a leisurely wanderer until he heard the news that the Seven Dragons had taken over the World Federation.

But as the day goes by.

That laid-back attitude was gone, replaced by outright irritation.

I was confident that I would be able to find out about the sword gun within a few days at the most, but no matter how much time passed, she didn’t open her mouth.

No matter how secretly they hide.

Even the World Federation Headquarters collapsed.

It is only a matter of time before the Seven Dragons find them.

No matter how long it is, it can be caught in a few months, maybe even a few days.

As a Wanderer, of course, I couldn’t help but be nervous.

“I don’t know that either. As the days go by, the warlock Aga’s torture is getting worse.”

“He makes it very easy to say that his life is at stake.”

Billy clicked his tongue.

As much as you feel nervous.

Wanderer was applying more and more severe torture to open Shir’s mouth.

Wanderer, who mastered all of the four world skills and learned black magic, was better than anyone else at harassing humans.

It just looks fine on the outside.

Sir was still suffering terribly from being covered with all sorts of curses.

Even in the midst of this, it is admirable that you can smile and relax.

But Billy knew.

That, too, is a limit.

“Unfortunately, my lady is a warlock, not an expert in torture. If this continues, sooner or later you will not be able to hold hands.”

“That’s why it was filmed by a very troubled baby.”

For experts in torture, the most important thing is not how much pain they inflict.

It is the ability to adjust the line so that the opponent never dies until the desired information is obtained.

from that point of view.

After all, I’m just a commanding player.

Wanderer’s torture, who could not be called a master of torture, had now reached a level where it would not be strange if Syrr’s life was taken away.

So it was.

The reason why Billy slightly twisted his head.

“Are you holding on even knowing that?”

“Whooping, when you live to my age, life is not such a waste.”

“What lies do you tell so shamelessly?”

“Are my words a lie?”

“Of course. Humans are not such wonderful creatures that we can give up the desire to live longer simply because we have lived a little longer than others.”

If Sir really had no attachment to life.

Either commit suicide sooner or later.

I would have told you the location of the sword gun.

Even so, there is one reason why she still endures.

Because I still wanted to live.

There was no way Wanderer would let himself live if he confessed everything and lost his usefulness.

“Then why don’t you confide in me?”

knowing that very well.

holding a grin

Billy said lightly.

“—before you really die.”

is it a warning?

Or is it intimidation?

Contrary to that light appearance.

At the end of looking at Billy, who had heavy sunken eyes in contrast to his awkward tone.

Sir smiled and asked.

“Are you really saying that for the warlock baby?”

No matter how much the Wanderers revived the Sword Masters, they were forced to follow the Wanderers because of their witchcraft.

I have no intention of helping you.

Why are you so active?

with a meaningful smile.

Sir asked again.

“Or is it for your long-cherished dream?”

“…You speak as if you know my long-cherished wish.”

“Whoops. It may be a lie that attachment to life decreases as one lives longer, but discernment and knowledge increase.”

From the Silver Age to the present.

As the legendary great witch who lived a long time ago than Limon, and as the queen of magic who ruled the empire.

Sir looked at Billy with deep sunken eyes.

“Especially when it comes to you, my child, I know very well.”

“…”

“Including what your long-cherished wish is.”

80 years ago.

Even though Billy had no grudge, he killed the Sword Spirit at any cost.

The purpose of causing a civil war to make the world, which was already chaotic in the aftermath of the World War, even more chaotic.

After a duel with Limon, he couldn’t give up until he died.

Still seeking.

Talking about Billy’s dream.

The legendary archwitch laughed.

“Just keep one thing in mind.”

“…”

“Your long-cherished wish can never be fulfilled this way and will surely fail.”

Could that be her insight as a great witch?

Or is it a prophecy as a prophet?

Hearing those words that could not be ignored either way, Billy nodded earnestly at the end of staring at Sir.

“Thanks for the advice.”

“But I won’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t you have to do something with your life as a bonus anyway?”

If successful, that’s fine.

If you fail, you just die.

Giggling, there is no need for hesitation in the life that I got as an extra job anyway.

Put your hand in Billy’s jacket.

took out a knife

And…

“In that sense, I have something to ask of you.”

“…!”

“Why don’t you tell me where the sword is?”

puffy

with the sound of flesh cracking.

While Shir is stiff.

Clutching the bloody knife, Billy looked at her with cool eyes, unlike his smirk.

“Wouldn’t it be better for you to give it out alive than to give it out dead?”

* * *

Wow.

in deep darkness.

In a space where there is only silence.

Wanderer, a beautiful woman with purple hair and clear dark circles, bit her nails with her teeth.

“Because she looks like a cursed witch…”

Maybe it was because she bit too hard.

The tip of his fingernail broke and blood gushed out.

But Wanderer didn’t stop biting his nails. On the contrary, it only gave me more strength and worked well.

Even though she was hiding in such a secluded place, she continued to listen to information from the outside.

That’s why I knew.

The fact that the organization of the World Federation is coming to an end.

The fact that the Seven Dragons are searching all over the world to find themselves in earnest.

elite of the clan.

Seven Dragons Group.

intelligence agencies of each country.

Even giant guilds in various places.

The pursuit of the Seven Dragons, which mobilized all their strength regardless of money, power, or threats, was terrifying.

Especially since the world federation has collapsed, there is no force to keep them in check.

There is one way to turn this situation around.

All you have to do is find the sword gun as soon as possible and get your hands on the sixth, Seven Arcs.

But Sir, the only one who knows the location, is holding out more tenaciously than I thought.

As a Wanderer, it was truly insane.

More than anything, it wasn’t just the pursuit of the Seven Dragons that made her nervous now.

“Ugh…”

While biting my nails.

Sensing something fishy going on, Wanderer covered his mouth.

But it was pointless.

“Cool cool cool cool! Whoa!”

Like squeezing your lungs.

at the end of a violent cough.

It’s been a long time since I had to vomit my stomach.

Wanderer, who had barely stopped gagging, groped for help.

Then, he opened the lid of the golden vial he had taken from deep inside his bosom and drank the contents.

gulp gulp.

Fortunately, the drug effect worked.

While the seizures stop, the nausea subsides, and the tearing pain subsides.

Wanderer, who was breathing heavily, swiped the back of his hand at his blood-stained lips and opened his mouth as if chewing.

“It’s like fucking sword masters…!”

she’s a commander

He was an absolute master who completed the miracle of reviving the dead by mastering the spirit world skills to the limit and adding black magic to it.

However, even for her, resurrecting the sword master was an act that was too burdensome.

Resurrecting nine people at once is more.

With the demon’s tears and Seven Arcs, plus the power of Ruler and Magician, they managed to achieve that miracle.

But the price was great.

She even used her own lifespan to create miracles beyond limits.

The result is the current state.

How many more days can I live?

It was impossible to even promise.

At the time, she believed it was worth it.

If you command 9 sword masters to kill Limon and destroy the Seven Dragons.

So if I took their Seven Arcs, I wouldn’t have to worry about their lifespan shortened at all.

But what about the result?

The World Federation collapsed.

The power of the Seven Dragons has been strengthened.

Most of the sword masters I’ve resurrected have either died, escaped, been injured, or been uncooperative.

As a Wanderer, he had no choice but to grind his teeth.

‘I wasn’t trying to bring back those things…’

But regretting doesn’t bring back the lifespan that was shortened.

with grim eyes

Wanderer murmured.

“Now that it’s like this, I have no choice but to open the damn witch’s mouth even if I kill her.”

Although the majority of Sword Masters have been lost, the energy consumed to maintain their spells has also decreased.

if only once.

He could also use the law of resuscitation.

Of course, if you do that when your lifespan has already reached its limit, your life will be really dangerous… but rather than

wasting time like this, it’s better to kill Sir and then revive him and gamble on finding out the location of the sword gun with the power of the spell.

It was when Wanderer made a decision with a grim face.

Sigh.

“You don’t have to.”

“…what do you mean?”

what atrocious thing you did.

A sloppy cowboy came through the door covered in blood.

Billy smiled at Wanderer and opened his mouth.

“That means we finally found the location of the sword gun.”


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