95 – Tournament (6)
‘…… Strange.’
Why why?
It’s strange.
It was strange, but it was too strange.
That was the assessment of Seol Garam, who silently wielded the spear.
“Ugh!”
The gray hairball in front of me was strangely holding up well.
Name? I don’t know anything like that.
Do I really need to remember?
The only people he remembered correctly were Choi Si-woo and Zhuge Eun-byeol as two benefactors.
‘Simultaneous business… ‘Roughly up to the three warrior party members.’
To be honest, Seolgaram… To sum it up, I didn’t really like the three party members.
Ah, correction.
Meager magic bags are excluded.
‘… Yuen Jaun… Are you fine.’
No matter what, she definitely helped Siwoo.
But what about the warrior-loving saint?
Are those two people truly helpful to Choi Si-woo?
In fact, Seol Garam thought that it was only holding him back.
I was somewhat convinced that this was a recent incident.
‘……… ‘
A mysterious explosion sound heard during the survival test.
A monster that appeared at first glance with a creepy aura that made me cringe.
Choi Si-woo panics as he rushes over, and even the saintess faints.
‘Siwoo… I didn’t say anything because it looked difficult… ‘
It was clear that he fought hard to protect the saint.
It was the same during the dream, and it was the same this time as well.
There was hardly anyone around him who could help.
He was always busy working to solve cases on his own.
So Seol Garam made a promise.
I will sacrifice for him all the hope, warmth, and emotions of life that I was able to know because I was saved by him.
He said that he would be his sword and a pillar he could rely on.
For that, the first thing we need to do is to grow up to the point where we can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
‘… Haven’t seen you recently… Siwoo climbed too high.’
The height is so far away that it is impossible to follow.
Ordinary people would end up giving up and cheering, but Seol Garam had no intention of giving up.
Even if it’s late, if you continue to work hard, one step at a time, the day will surely come when you will be of help to him.
‘So… ‘
That’s right.
I don’t have time to be stuck here like this.
“Stop it now…” “Please fall down.”
Siwoo is waiting.
Kwakwang-! Bang!!!
Seolgaram’s spear creates fierce speed.
The spreading cold becomes her strength, and she exudes formidable monstrous power.
Kaang-!
And in this fierce onslaught.
Song Jun-ho was doing his best to withstand the blow.
Again.
I endured it again.
The sight and power of it made me irritated.
The winner has already been decided for a long time.
Everything was shouting that it was their victory.
‘… I’m sure there isn’t a single place that isn’t frozen… ‘
All of your senses will be frozen and you won’t even be able to react properly.
What on earth makes him move like this?
*
“…… “
Song Jun-ho could not breathe comfortably.
If you take in even a little air, your lungs will freeze and your insides will be completely destroyed.
‘I can’t feel my left hand…’ ‘
Only the right arm holding the [Fire horse] Is holding on due to the heat.
My left arm stopped moving a long time ago.
My eyelids were frozen and I couldn’t see.
Only the sixth sense, which has been developed to the extreme due to the crisis, is aware of it.
Anyone can see that it is a game-win situation.
But Song Jun-ho could not give up.
Because the words of a boy kept lingering in his head.
-Try your best. If we’re lucky, we’ll meet each other in the finals. –
I know it well.
I said it without much thought.
He didn’t have any big intentions.
But that insignificant word became the driving force for Song Jun-ho not to give up.
“…… Phew.”
Everything was the worst.
The swirling cold wave and the vicious spearmanship unfolding before his eyes tighten his throat.
As the temperature dropped, Seol Garam’s movements became faster and he himself became slower.
The worst situation where there is no more courage to endure.
That’s why Song Jun-ho was confident.
‘Now is the time…’ ‘
It is his last move and his turn to perform his second season.
It is time to put everything into it.
Kugugugugugu-!!!
“…… !”
As a sudden dark red pillar of light rises, Seol Garam’s feet stop.
It was a creepy aura that made my whole body shiver.
I naturally frown.
He shook his head as if that couldn’t be possible.
‘… ‘Is this much strength left?’
No, that doesn’t make sense.
[Image Realm – Absolute Zero] Does not stop at simply freezing the body.
Spirit. Soul.
Furthermore, it even freezes the magic power inside.
It was a magic world in itself that no living being could survive.
Therefore, she knew better than anyone else that the bundle of hair in front of her had no power.
So, this phenomenon is possible…
‘… With the newly summoned demon sword… ‘So you’ve saved up some extra magical power?’
It was a time of making cool-headed decisions.
A huge shock wave pushes back the swirling snowstorm with force.
He was wearing a military uniform that was stained with blood, which was just a training uniform.
His shaggy hair had suddenly become long, and his once innocent eyes had turned upward, giving him a manly appearance.
Seol Garam immediately noticed the change in him as if he had become a different person.
“… The mental world… “
It is not a form that changes or erodes the surrounding space like it does, but a form that exerts a powerful effect only on itself.
It was a rare form of imagery that only a very few people could be born with.
‘… Military uniform stained with blood, a completely different energy from before, a clunky greatsword in hand… Lastly, even the image of another person… I see.’
Is this a form of projecting a hero?
Her guess was correct.
Song Jun-ho’s Imagination – Gwangma Advent (狂魔降臨)
The ability to summon into his body the power and abilities of a man called Gwangma, whose era and dimension are unknown.
In fact, this ability was incomplete.
I couldn’t keep it up for long because it was eating away at my spirit.
After using it, I always fainted.
Literally a force full of bonds.
Originally, Song Jun-ho would not have used such unfinished technology.
‘… But… ‘
Other than this, there was no other way to pierce Seol Garam’s tongue.
That is why he chose the optimal moment without hesitation.
Choi Si-woo.
To take a step towards the high place where he is.
“”… Goes.””
Song Jun-ho’s new form disappears with two loud voices.
Screams erupt from the spectators watching as it appears as if they were transported in an instant.
But Seol Garam was not embarrassed.
Raise your gaze like lightning.
Song Jun-ho, who jumped high in the sky, was infusing blood-red magic into the [Gwangma] He was holding.
The burning dark red flames burn the great sword.
The air is shaking.
Geee-! With the sound, a wave of unusual power is compressed into the great sword.
Seeing that, Seol Garam once again felt doubtful.
‘… How?’
According to her calculations, that strike was an impossible force to realize.
No matter how much magic power is stored in the magic sword.
Even if it is strengthened by the image world.
Power that never existed before even though the person using it was a gray hairball with no body! I couldn’t make it appear.
‘… Calm down.’
Think of what Choi Si-woo showed while fighting.
He always judged the situation calmly despite changes in the enemy and set out to find the right answer.
He saw it all and thought he could do it.
Observe.
Judge.
Read the intention.
Then, I noticed that the opponent’s wounds, frozen internal injuries, were connected to each other, amplifying their power.
At this, Seol Garam realized.
What on earth did he do?
I understood it at the same time.
‘… That’s why you stubbornly held on.’
The reason why I took my time in silence to the point of being ugly.
The additional effect of the imagery system he activated is undoubtedly ‘the greater the damage received, the more powerful it is.’
For that, he was walking a tightrope so tight that it felt lame.
‘Everything is for this reversal… ‘
Seol Garam, with his eyes wide open, projected the image of a boy on his opponent.
How to take the last move without being discouraged by any indignities and suffering.
It was as if he reminded me of Choi Si-woo.
I heard that he learned sword skills from him whenever he had time, but…
“… I didn’t know they looked so similar. “It gives me goosebumps.”
“The more I hear that, the worse I feel!!!”
Song Jun-ho shouted and grabbed the [Gwangma] He was holding with all his might.
The blade is engulfed in flames.
The best move he can make right now.
“Gwangma explosion!!!”
Literally, a number that is a world away.
Seol Garam also stretched out his hand and gathered the overwhelming cold energy.
The number of Bingryongs riding on her body moves as if dancing.
The two men’s blows collide.
The shock wave spread out with a huge roar, filling the stadium and even the stands with white light.
* * *
“… “You worked hard.”
Choi Si-woo looked at Song Jun-ho as he was being transported to the emergency team and gave him a brief compliment.
It was a great game that far exceeded expectations.
I never dreamed that this guy would work so hard.
‘Have I finally given up my hesitation?’
Song Jun-ho was always unable to exert more power than he had.
Because he was always thinking and worrying about the future, and had a bad habit of saving when he should have had enough.
But now I have found my way.
I will no longer hesitate over a powerful enemy.
In other words, this means that your help ends here.
‘This ideal must be achieved through one’s own effort.’
Choi Si-woo, who smiled at his friend’s growth, looked at the girl standing silently on the stadium without much change in expression.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, she also turns her head.
“…… “
“…… “
The corner of the girl’s mouth with an icy expression rises.
She closed her eyes and smiled brightly, making an expression with her mouth that said, ‘Did I do well?’
“Oh, great.”
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The final blow.
Seol Garam did not use his [Ultimate Skill] In the end.
It’s probably something he saved and saved to show off in the fight with me.
Choi Si-woo, who had been staring blankly, turned towards the waiting room.
The most important final.
It was the moment that decided Choi Si-woo vs. Seol Garam.
*
At this point, you may be wondering.
Huh? What about Erina and Yurika?
Did you fall on the way?
You might want to, but that’s not true.
In the first place, these two people couldn’t even participate in the game from the beginning.
“Really… I wanted to get out somehow… “
Jomuljomul.
“Me too! “I wanted to change the idea that just because she’s a saint, she’s not good at fighting.”
Casting casting.
“Hmm~? It’s true that saints are unsuited for battle. I think the right answer was for Yurika not to go out. To be honest with her, rather than being in the top 10, she was fooled a long time ago. Wouldn’t she be eliminated early?”
Hesitantly.
“…… Suddenly… Oh my. What are you talking about? Erina. On the contrary, she hasn’t been able to do much recently, so maybe she was eliminated a long time ago due to her sluggish body? I heard a rumor that you gained some weight… “
Crying and tearing.
“… What?…… Her… I really… It’s ridiculous. Yurika? It seems like your personality has changed a bit since we haven’t talked to you recently? There’s also some respectful language… “Aren’t we friends?”
Procrastination.
“I thought about it carefully… Even though we have an inseparable relationship as a saint and a warrior… I think it would take a lot to become friends. “I think it’s right to take a response stance at least until the game is decided.”
Hearing Yurika’s ‘huhu~’ words, Erina, who had her veins marked on her forehead, let out an unnatural laugh.
The two people who were glaring at each other massaged the shoulders they were holding in their hands as if they would not lose.
“Yurika? Don’t overdo it even if you don’t have the strength. “Why don’t you leave everything to me?”
“Ah~niyo! I’ve been training hard recently and my physical strength has increased. “This is no problem at all.”
“Ha… I wasn’t going to say this. The warrior says he will do it, but why does a saint keep interfering? “Get out of my way!”
“Hmph! Before she was a saint, she was a precious friend. “That’s what I want to do!”
“What are friends! “Do you think I don’t know that you’re targeting my precious little brother?”
“In the first place, I don’t think you realize that you’re fulfilling all your selfish desires by calling yourself an older sister!?”
In the end, the person caught in the middle quietly raises his hand.
“Hey… “
“I called you. Siwoo? “Do you want to pamper your sister?”
“You called me… ? If your shoulders aren’t enough… “Would you like me to do your leg work for you?”
“No… “Can you please stay away?”
Choi Si-woo sighed and looked at the two people.
I could have assumed that these two were in the waiting room.
These two suddenly came in and fought among themselves.
You could also make a bet on who would give a more pleasant massage.
“… “What on earth is that little thing?”
Choi Si-woo narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people’s cute clothes with a shocked face.
