45. Oracle (2)
The light has come again.
The sun rising from the other side.
Immediately after what happened, this time, there was no notification window showing achievement rewards or anything else in front of Yuma’s eyes.
There was an expected reason.
Because I had already received the achievement as a black dragon stronger than Ades, the king of the giants, there seemed to be a high probability that I would not meet the achievement requirements.
‘In the end, if I want to achieve further stat growth, I have to use Dragon Heart.’
A dragon heart obtained from the cave of Rubelt’s territory, which served as a dragon rare in [Elcam—Acreeon].
‘It is a matter to think about after resolving the succession to the throne first.’
Because I had to secure the necessary auxiliary materials to take Dragon Heart. And those were things that did not exist in this Middle Earth.
After clearing her mind, Yuma put on a black coat and went outside.
The Byakuya clan has been busy since morning.
Crash… Crack… Grumble!
Yuma looked at the giant Ades, burning in a thick fire.
Hook!
Phew!
Poobuk!
The warriors of the Byakuya clan were stabbing Ades’ body with swords that were filled with white sword energy flames.
If the perpetrator of the act was not the Byakuya clan, or if the target was not Ades, this is a scene that could have seemed quite cruel.
But what they were doing now felt very noble.
Because it was a liquidation of the karma that had been weighing down the clan for over 400 years.
The giant who seemed like he would never disappear from this land was slowly disappearing, engulfed in white flames.
Even if we tried to use by-products such as leather, we could not. This is because the flesh was slowly rotting away, as was typical of the giants who had lost their divine power.
In this land of midnight sun, the clans who could not bear to see the giant Ades decaying naturally are burning Ades with their own hands.
It was an act of rest that marked the end of one’s karma and a new beginning for the clan.
The warriors stabbed their swords one at a time.
The last warrior of the Byakuya clan standing holding a sword was Bell.
White flames bloomed from Bell’s sword.
The sound of destruction rang out.
The wizards further amplified the firepower of the red flames burning beneath the giant.
Finish past karma.
The White Night clan looked at the giant disappearing, swept away by the red flame.
Yuma also watched the scene from a distance until the end.
Sereung─!
Sreung!
The White Night Clan warriors raised their swords vertically.
“The Byakuya clan walks a new path!”
Luke’s cry rang through the land of midnight sun.
The ceremony of liberation has come to an end.
***
Yuma looked at her Belle who came up next to her.
Her Belle’s pink eyes stared intently at her Yuma.
“Musin(武神).”
Bell spoke quietly.
“I heard it was called that, until now.”
Yuma nodded her head.
It was a very cringy title no matter when I heard it.
“…It deserves to be called that. Yesterday’s counterattack—it was truly a high-level technique that could only be called martial arts. It returned the opponent’s attack as it was. How on earth can such a close-to-ultimate martial arts technique be realized?”
Although Yuma didn’t show any change in expression on the outside, she was very impressed on the inside.
This is because there has never been a single person who has understood the principle of So perfectly.
‘Indeed.’
[Lv.125] Bell
Innate characteristics: genius, unity of body and sword, body of heaven and earth.
Those extremely unreasonable characteristics were not forms.
Bell continued speaking slowly.
“And it’s not just about returning the opponent’s attack in its entirety… It’s sending out even more powerful energy on top of the original attack. It’s so sophisticated and powerful that it gives you goosebumps… Right?”
On the principle of . In addition, he noticed that the moment of counterattack, the attack power was increased by 10 times.
Yuma nodded slowly.
“That’s right.”
Because Bell himself had a strong mistaken belief that the method of strengthening attack power was sword technique.
Yuma promised himself that the next time someone asks him, he will answer like that.
Belle looked at Yuma with her pink eyes.
“What on earth did you do? Huh?”
Their eyes were filled with curiosity and reverence.
Yuma shook her head this time.
Is there any way to explain the principle?
“You can’t do it.”
“…Are you saying I won’t be able to do it even if you explain it to me?”
“Yes.”
Bell narrowed his eyebrows.
She sounded like a very firm sentence.
─It is not a sword path that a warrior of your caliber can unfold.
This is what I heard.
But Bell could not deny those words as of now.
No matter how he swings his sword. Cut it down. Even if you stab me.
The man in front of Ades, the king of the giants who could not even land a single fatal blow, was killed with a single blow.
The black light of Ades struck down in an instant like a death sentence.
And the divine power that reverses it without any thought.
When I think of that moment, I still get goosebumps all over my body.
And the peaceful face that looked at the sky with such inaction.
‘Beyond that level of sword….’
To achieve that level of power.
How many enemies have you killed? The unit of that life might be a thousand. He might as well have been the only one.
I thought I now understood to some extent what martial arts was. However, he said he was confident in Yuma’s strength that he showed yesterday. It felt like everything I had built up as knowledge had been distorted.
Belle slowly opened her pretty lips.
“I’ll call you master from now on. That’s how I know, master.”
“Call it whatever you like.”
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Yuma said that and walked slowly. She was going to bring the luggage she had prepared at her place.
Bell stared intently at Yuma’s back as he walked away.
‘I will reach it.’
Even if it takes several years.
Even if it takes several decades. No, even if we can’t reach it forever. I wanted to go as far as I could.
Get as close to that martial god as possible.
The genius of the sword given by heaven made that promise while looking at Yuma.
***
Yuma gathered all her belongings and stared at Luke who appeared in front of her.
I noticed that his face looked much better than when I first met him yesterday.
The karma of the clan that was carried on one’s shoulders.
Now that the karma has been liquidated, a person can change overnight.
“All members of the Byakuya clan will become your sword, Yuma.”
Cheoeok-
Luke took out a sword, looked at her Yuma, and politely raised it with both her hands.
It was a sword in a leaden sheath.
“This is just a gift as a benefactor.”
Yuma accepted her sword.
Sereung…
When the sword was slightly drawn, a clear ringing sound echoed through the space.
“It’s a sword called Requiem.”
Requiem.
The blade was reminiscent of midwinter frost.
It was a famous sword on the same level as Axion, which I have been using a lot recently. A famous sword with good durability was always welcome.
“Thank you.”
Yuma put [Requiem] Into her subspace pocket.
“Are you leaving today?”
“Yes.”
The succession to the throne is at stake.
Nothing good would come of dragging it on. Because I collected all the keys to the oracle. Now all that remains is to bring him in front of Princess Brigitte and see the results.
“I will arrive at the imperial court of the Astes Empire in about a week. I will make sure to contact Bell when that time comes.”
Luke nodded his head sharply.
“Thank you. Well, I think my daughter will adapt well wherever she goes. I’m not worried.”
Yuma also had the same thought.
Belle is so bright that she cannot see that she has been trapped in a confined space called the Byakuya clan for 20 years.
That is the solidarity of the Byakuya clan. This may have been possible because their trust in each other was strong.
Yuma opened her mouth again.
“On the way up, let’s inform the superiors of Paineton about the existence of the clan. Some of those who were closest to Kamet, the Conqueror, may have received word about the Byakuya clan.”
Do not mess with the Byakuya clan.
Yuma was planning to say that.
“Don’t worry.”
A faint spirit flowed from Luke’s body. Now that Yuma was her superior, she seemed to be tempering her temperament.
“Those who touch the midnight sun will only see its horror.”
Definitely, they were beings who could show such confidence.
Just overshadowed by the incredibly talented head of the family, Luke, and his daughter Belle.
Among the 60 fully prepared warriors of the midnight sun who went to the front, there were almost none below the level of Sword Expert.
A whopping 10 people were master level, so that was all said and done.
Thump thump thump─
The sound of heavy footsteps reached Yuma’s ears.
In no time, about 60 warriors lined up behind the head of the family, Luke, were kneeling on their right knees. He took a posture of loyalty, holding his sword at his side.
Luke was also the one who adopted that posture.
“Mushin Yuma, from now on you are the master of this sword called the Byakuya Clan.”
After Luke finished speaking, all the warriors spoke.
“I swear allegiance, my lord.”
A heavy ringing sounded in Yuma’s ears.
A group of armed forces capable of destroying a small kingdom.
That was the Byakuya clan.
And then the Byakuya clan came under Yuma’s command.
Yuma slowly opened her mouth.
“Enjoy this world until you get sick of it. Call me when you need it.”
“Chung─!!”
Yuma quickly left the scene of the loyalty oath.
‘It’s cringeworthy.’
Because it was so dirty.
I had breakfast.
Because it was a face they would not see for a while, members of the clan flocked to Belle.
“Bell, take good care of Yuma.”
“It is not possible to go from low to high.”
“You need to lose your temper… Okay?”
“Take care of Yuma! Sis!”
Everyone, regardless of gender or age, talked about Yuma rather than worrying about themselves.
“Ugh! I’ll do it clumsily!”
Beyond Belle’s irritated cries, an old woman’s voice flowed calmly. It was the voice of Dilike, the elder of the Midnight Sun clan.
“I heard. The reason the God of War came to this land was to take you away.”
Dilike’s unique benevolent voice rang in the ears of everyone in the clan.
“In many ways, you are a blessing to our clan, Bell. You have protected countless children of our clan with your sword skills.”
The girl sitting quietly next to Dilike raised her hand.
“…Yes, you saved me. You are like a blessing.”
I was usually an introverted child who didn’t talk much.
At the moment of farewell, she stepped forward without realizing it. To express my gratitude to Belle.
Bell smiled brightly.
“…Thank you, Dilike.”
And then he approached the girl.
“Yohena.”
I stroked Yohena’s blue hair.
Dilike raised his right hand. Then, with the back of her hand down, she politely pointed to the bell.
Everyone in the clan of about 120 people raised their right hands and pointed at the bell like Dilike.
“May the blessings of frost always be with our precious Belle.”
Starting with Dilike’s words.
All the clan members chanted those words.
“May the blessings of frost always be with our precious Belle.”
Belle bowed her head as she was sent off with courtesy from her family.
“I’ll be back. Everyone.”
Then Belle raised her body and slowly walked forward.
Yuma, Clone, and Hestia were there.
“Did you say goodbye properly?”
Bell responded to Yuma’s words.
“Yes, we will meet again soon.”
“Yes.”
Even though I say that, it seems like the lingering feelings haven’t gone away yet.
Yuma walked forward.
Clone and Hestia followed suit.
“It’s a good tribe.”
Clone nodded in the affirmative at Hestia’s words.
“I guess so.”
Bell stopped for a moment, waved loudly to the children of the clan who continued to wave their hands at him, and then ran towards Yuma and the others.
“Come with me, master!”
One more member was added to the group.
