The Second Salvation Myth of a Retired Returning Hero

26. Warrior

Doyoon went up to the arena.

Beneath the pitch was still cluttered with the aftermath of the Sophie match. They chattered, intoxicated by the sight of a boss monster killer named Sophie growing up and the huge profits that would come from having her taken by their guild.

Only Eloah and Heineken were looking at Doyoon with meaningful eyes.

Doyoon didn’t particularly try to set the mood. Do-yoon was not interested in raising his ransom.

‘Elloa’s guild would be the best.’

He was already inclined toward the world tree.

No matter how good the conditions were in other places, it was thought that the place with the old relationship, Eloa, would be the most ideal place for growth.

The important thing is not money, but whether you are provided with the ideal environment and convenience for growth. That was it.

Doyoon moved his head and looked at Eloa. Eloa, who met his eyes, flinched.

Doyoon burst into laughter.

‘You’ve grown so much.’

No, should I say that even after 100 years, only that has grown?

The 11-year-old chick had become a real wife and daughter in her early twenties. Even in the midst of that, her hair still had the fresh, downy feel of a young girl.

Eloa felt his mind go blank.

‘why…’

He was smiling at himself. There was an inexplicable sympathy in his eyes.

It was the same as the way the guild members, who were like family, looked at him in the distant past.

A warm gaze that sees himself as a kid to protect, not as a reliable guild master. Especially, it was the eyes that reminded me of him.

Doyun withdrew his gaze, and Eloah swallowed a sigh in regret.

‘Why… why do you keep coming from that cadet…’

Even though she was confused by the feelings she was feeling, she hoped that his gaze would cross more. I wanted to feel more of the warmth and tickle that I felt for the first time in 100 years.

Eloa kept falling in love with him.

Doyoon looked at Eloa for a moment and felt many emotions in her eyes. Confusion, longing, joy, gladness. Even after 100 years, they were still honest in their emotions, transparent eyes. It clearly reflected Eloa’s state of mind.

Thanks to this, Do-yoon was convinced that it would be nice to reveal his identity to her.

‘The contract is only possible when the cradle ends…’

For now, let’s just send a signal in moderation. For Eloa to come back to herself.

‘Which technique would be good?’

A skill that stood out visually enough to be clearly imprinted in the memory of 11-year-old Elroa, who even the sword master at the time did not know. Even so, it had to be a skill that could be called Enoch’s signature.

‘okay. Eloa really liked that skill.’

Doyoon recalled Eloa’s favorite skill, which she used to laugh at, saying it was cool.

It wasn’t just Eloah. Those who witnessed the hero’s performance never left out this skill when describing his swordsmanship.

In fact, it was more like an application of local acceleration control rather than a skill, but to those who didn’t know much about swords, it looked like an extremely beautiful swordsmanship.

‘Your name… what was it?’

It was the minstrels, not Enoch, who gave the technique its name.

The technique was simple. It was simply using local acceleration control while swinging the sword to give the sword instant acceleration. It was a technique that mixed the tricks of the quick sword and the illusion sword.

The sword, which accelerated during its orbit, seemed to disappear momentarily, leaving only a golden afterimage caused by Enoch’s golden sword. Because of that, it gave the viewer the illusion that Enoch’s sword was turning into light.

Bards who witnessed this simple technique described it as if it were a hero’s special move, and called it a golden fluorescent sword.

Although Doyoon was unable to pull out the golden sword, the momentary acceleration of the swinging sword was a splendid skill in itself. As bards describe it, it is a subtle and beautiful movement, like a dance.

Seriously, after Enoch’s death, a game called ‘Sword Dance’ was born after Enoch’s ever-changing sword dance.

‘It should have been passed on through word of mouth and writing… but no one has seen it with their own eyes like the Hecleos style or the Busker style, so it’s okay.’

Elroa was the only person who saw the golden fluorescent sword with her own eyes. This technique will be most appropriate.

“Whoa…”

The swordsmanship instructor who came up to the arena took a deep breath out of tension.

The instructor, who had been peeking at Do-yoon’s training, had no choice but to admit it. Do-yoon was a master who was ahead of him in all aspects except output. so…

‘Without passing the breath over there, I rush straight through and rush into the output.’

He looked at Doyoon and tensed his legs and shoulders.

The martial arts instructor cleared his throat as he watched the two of them come up the arena.

“Hmm, hmm.”

This time, the martial arts instructor stood as the judge. It was because of the feeling of wanting to see the proud disciple’s performance right in front of his eyes.

Even though they didn’t teach me anything, they said that they use swords instead of fists. He used to feel proud when he saw Doyoon.

The inspection team’s interest in the game was minimal. After all, the Boss Monster Killer has already been released, and it’s a yard where you can see the skills of the second-in-command. I guess it means you’ve seen everything.

Some were not even looking at the stadium. Only the instructors who knew the details of the story could only hold back their laughter while watching such scenes.

In such a cluttered atmosphere, Doyoon and the instructor stood face to face.

“To the position of both players.”

The instructor fired the sword in advance and took the top position in favor of the attack.

“Ready.”

Doyoon lightly put his hand on the handle.

and.

“start!”

With the instructor’s rush and Doyoon’s foot sword.

Caang-!

The game is over.

“…!”

Combustion instructors and martial arts instructors. And the inspection team. Everyone just raised their eyes wide as if they would tear them apart.

Clink.

The sword instructor’s shattered sword fell to the floor.

In the quiet air, where no one opened their mouths, only the trembling sound of Doyoon’s straightened sword and the trace of the thin tip of the sword with a faint golden afterimage remained.

Doyoon quietly drew his sword. Then, he rubbed the still-crying sword body on the back of his arm to soothe the sword’s trembling.

clap.

Until Doyoon’s sword hid itself in the scabbard, no one said a word.

He bowed his head and greeted the instructor.

Like that, the 6th game of the friendly match between the cadets and instructors ended with one accord.

It was a victory for the cadets.

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“Hey, you can’t do this! The inspection ends with this…”

“Wait a minute! Let me talk to that cadet for a second!”

“Are you a boss monster killer? Just answer this! That cadet is a boss monster killer!”

“I can’t tell you the personal information of the cadet…”

“That’s right my friend! Our instructor said that, a guy who uses a sword! That’s my friend!”

In an instant, the stadium turned into a mayhem. The instructors had to do everything in their power to stop the inspection team.

Among them, the resistance of the earthling apostle who followed Heineken as an attendant was particularly fierce.

“This fuck…! I’m coming to see you for a while! Wait a minute! Hey, hey! Sorry! I didn’t do that on purpose…! Oh, let go of this…! Hey kids! I know who I am!”

He was shouting at Do-yoon with his face contemplating, wondering what he was so sorry for. If left alone, he would run to Doyoon and even kneel down.

However, Doyoon couldn’t even remember his face. It was just like a thief running around with his feet going numb.

Seeing this, Heineken frowned.

“This shit, embarrassing people…!”

He grabbed the rioting subordinate by the scruff of the neck and threw him to the floor.

“Oops!”

“Stay still, man! It’s still complicated in my head…”

Heineken touched his throbbing brow and organized his thoughts.

‘That bastard, I’m sure he just…’

I couldn’t understand the situation at all. That cadet’s outstanding skills and that he was a boss monster killer were secondary. What I don’t understand more…

“Ha… shit…”

He shook his head, brushing away his twisted thoughts. And then he walked briskly.

Do-yoon, the main character of the uproar, left behind work to the instructors and quietly disappeared somewhere. While the instructors were happy that he surprised the inspection team, they resented him for creating such a mess.

The swordsmanship instructor stood blankly on top of the arena, holding a broken sword.

‘What the hell…’

I could clearly see his foot sword. and reacted However, when the sword body was half revealed, the sword disappeared.

The afterimage of the gleaming sword came into my eyes only after the crushing shock was transmitted to my grip.

And the game is over. The sword in his hand became lighter, and the severed sword body spun around and fell to the arena floor.

‘Did the sword… accelerate in orbit? how?’

It felt like being possessed by a ghost.

What if the hit point of that sword attack was not my sword, but the neck?

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Just thinking about it sent chills down my spine. Perhaps, even at the moment of death, he may not have been aware of death.

‘What the hell is that…’

Are you saying there are all deadly, sharp swords?

He stood there for a while, stunned.

Meanwhile, calculations were running tight in the heads of the inspection team.

The cadet beat the instructor. This was literally unprecedented.

Hwang Bo-jun, who was said to have been the son of the supreme ruler called Cheonma in the Moorim dimension. And Salamander, who was dealing with a mysterious spiritual creature called the fire spirit.

They too were monsters and geniuses. However, neither of them was strong enough to beat the instructor upon entering the cradle.

However, a cadet who has just arrived and is not ripe for the blessing of the system wins the instructor? Literally, it was something I couldn’t even dream of.

So it is a friendly match. Because in the first place, there was no meaning in winning or losing, it was just a game for show.

Also, that’s why the inspection team was crazy about Sophie. Even Heineken nodded, recalling for a moment that she was a boss monster killer. Even though the instructor put circumstances in his hands, he showed excellent performance against the instructor, even for a short time.

However, a cadet named Han Do-yoon defeated the instructor. And that too, overwhelmingly.

The inspection team, who had seen the real boss monster killer’s majesty, became very hot. It was a very different reaction from when I saw Sophie’s skills.

They wanted to share a word with Doyoon somehow. I wanted to somehow appeal to him with the strengths of their guild and the splendid recruiting conditions… No, I wanted to bring them and offer them.

In the minds of the inspection team, Sophie had long been forgotten. Ah, that’s a real boss monster killer. they thought

“It’s the next schedule break anyway! I want you to meet me just once, please!”

“who are you! How to schedule a cradle…”

“Bird, cadet! It’s ‘Black Cat’! This is the guild, ‘Black Cat’! Please remember!”

“’Amaterasu’! A rookie guild that appeared like a comet in Skeletonia! It’s ‘Amaterasu’!

“’Gold Ship’! ‘Gold Ship’!”

“Hey, you can’t do this! Other cadets are in class, so be quiet…”

“’Pacific Rim’!!!”

In an instant, everyone started repeating their guild name. Even though Doyoon had already disappeared somewhere.

The inspection team was in a frenzy trying to break through the instructors like protesters. And in the confusion, only Eloah stood blankly far behind them.

She continued to look at the spot where Doyoon had disappeared with her possessed eyes.

‘Obviously… obviously…’

I saw it clearly. It was definitely that skill.

A sword that looked the coolest in the world 100 years ago. The sword that was the most direct trigger for my decision to become a swordsman.

That sword, which she showed off indifferently yet subtly when she clattered and liked it in the front yard of the guild house.

‘Golden Fluorescent Sword…’

A sword that could only be used by the person whom he deeply missed.

There was no golden sword skill, but it was definitely that skill.

And, Eloah saw clearly. The sword that was left in the air, that quickly disappeared like an afterimage of fireflies, that was shiny like a golden thread. The thin thread left by the tip of the sword.

It is a phenomenon in which a small amount of mana flows into the sword and strengthens it. It was like a premonition of the sword.

This was a trace that made the inspection team even more inflamed, giving a glimpse of Do-yoon’s outstanding skills, but it came to Eloah differently.

‘The color of mana…’

Doyun’s own mana color. It was a brilliant golden color, like his.

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Do-yoon finished the game right away without showing any more skills than necessary. After all, his intention was not to raise the ransom, but to signal to Eloa.

However, his carelessness led to a performance in which he beat the instructor with a single knife, and because of that, Do-yoon’s ransom was skyrocketing, but anyway, it was no longer his business.

it’s over now Rather, Doyoon focused on resolving something else that had been bothering him from earlier.

‘I think that’s right…’

In agony, Doyoon walked on a remote promenade outside the building.

Close to the outer wall of the building, shady and narrow road. So, in general, it was a place no one would visit.

Doyoon scratched the fabric with his fingers, with his arm hanging over the handle of his waist dance.

Someone approached from the other side. He was the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Billen, who followed Heineken.

But Doyoon didn’t pay attention to him. So did the finance minister.

A narrow, shady road. They passed each other’s shoulders.

“…”

“…”

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It made no sound.

Even though the finance minister’s black dagger and Doyoon’s sword collided, there was not the slightest sound. There was not even the sound of the blade cutting through the air.

Only the sound of Doyoon’s sword being fired was drowned out by the sound of the wind and birdsong.

It was a heterogeneous phenomenon.

“Tsk.”

Doyoon clicked his tongue as he saw the dagger he had blocked, which was swung towards his neck.

His grip was torn in one blow. It was the same even though I predicted it in advance and strengthened my hand with local acceleration control.

It’s a much stronger opponent than I thought, and it’s an opponent that I can never beat as of now.

Do-yoon opened her eyes narrowly and glared at the finance minister.

“As expected… huh?”

Doyoon opened his axe eye and looked closely at his eyes.

“…A demon?”

He did not show an expression on his face. It was the basic knowledge as an assassin, not giving hints to the interrogator.

I wasn’t surprised. He is the current leader of the assassination unit under the direct control of the Demon King’s Army. Now that the position of ‘him’ among the corps commanders was vacant, he was in fact the strongest assassin in the Demon King’s Army.

Showing unexpected skills in the match, blocking the sword, and recognizing that he was a demon were all unexpected.

In the end, it was just a target to die on the spot.

Assassinate the target no matter what variables occur. It’s what I’ve been doing so far.

He finished the calculation of the repulsive force he felt from the sword. This cadet is really strong. Considering that he was a cadet, his combat power was outside the standard. It was indeed a boss monster killer.

In addition, he is in a weakened state due to Skeletonia’s ‘Holy Stone’. As long as the surprise attack failed, even the strong point of assassination was neutralized.

‘It’s difficult.’

It seems to take over 20 seconds to kill. It was enough time for the strong people around to hear the sound and come.

‘Even if it’s a little overbearing, I’ll reduce it to 10 seconds.’

He tensed his wrist and slowly scratched Doyoon’s sword with the jet-black dagger. Curiously, there was no friction whatsoever.

The black dagger that absorbed all the light and took away even the sense of perspective seemed to be swallowing up even the sound.

Doyoon’s sword was gradually pushed back.

He watched Doyoon’s eyes curiously, not feeling the slightest embarrassment.

Then, all of a sudden, I shuddered with a sense of deja vu.

‘…what?’

The nape of the back stood up terribly. As a veteran assassin with more than 100 years of experience, he was shouting something fiercely.

“hey.”

Doyoon opened his mouth.

“Are you a demon?”

Doyoon’s eyes turned golden.

The Secretary of the Treasury couldn’t help but narrow his eyes when he saw it. An intense sense of danger rang through his head.

‘These eyes…’

The fear of death etched deep in the bones. It forcibly brought up memories from 100 years ago.

The moment of destruction of the assassination unit under the direct control of the Demon King’s army.

The moment when ‘he’, who was the strongest among the corps commanders, was defeated.

The moment the intense golden light illuminated the shadows.

At that moment, the clear eyes were clearly engraved in his mind.

It was terrifyingly similar to it.

‘how…’

It is rationally nonsensical. But he’s an assassin. He trusted his trained intuition more than his reason.

in front of your own eyes. The sword was driven into the heart of the Demon King.

‘Loose Volnik…!’

A warrior stood.