Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Blessed By The Goddess (2)

She told him everything.

The Top Three had betrayed Kibie. She managed to escape by using her incarnation, met Han-bin, and found Baotolt, the Sword King. She had to find another blessed person due to the death of the Sword King. Kibie confessed everything there was to confess.

“The incidents during the night were all due to their sins.”

Kibie continued, her voice carrying her godly dignity.

“My faithful servant, I need your help.”

Leon Hart squinted his eyes.

“Hmm…”

Just by looking at his face, he didn’t seem to believe Kibie’s words at all.

Anyone could deliver such a dignified speech.

Leon Hart himself could be a lot more majestic than the black-haired woman in front of him.

Moreover, the story itself was unbelievable.

“You say the strongest three rebelled against the Goddess to extend their lifespan…”

The Thunder King, Archmage, and the Transcendental had long been praised as the heroes who saved Latna.

“You think those noble people would commit such an evil sin because they were afraid of death? You think they’d forsake all the honor they’ve accumulated?”

Leon Hart snorted.

It would’ve been more plausible if he heard the Aliens were busy trying to save Latna.

‘But I still have to check.’

He didn’t think it was possible, but since she claimed to be a Goddess, he should at least do the minimum of his duty as a servant of Darkness.

“So, any evidence?”

Since she dared accuse the Top Three as traitors who rebelled against the Goddesses, there had to be reasonable evidence.

Kibie inquired.

“Is there a measurement stone in this mansion?”

If so, she could be measured as level unknown.

It was the traditional method to prove the Goddesses’ identity.

Leon Hart shook his head.

“It has already been proven that Aliens can disguise themselves. Do you have any other evidence?”

“There is, but I can’t show it right now.”

It was only possible to showcase after opening the seal of the sacred peak Generosus and regaining the Heart of Darkness.

“When I get the Heart of Darkness, you will see the evidence you want.”

“So that’s the story, huh?”

If there was a safe, then Leon Hart had the key to opening it.

“I asked you to prove that you’re the owner of the safe, but now you’re asking me to open the safe because it has your name inside.”

Fierce Prana began to emit out of Leon Hart’s entire body.

“If you want to deceive me, lie more plausibly, you Alien!”

* * *

A massive explosion destroyed one side of the Frelsis mansion.

Boom!

Fragments of sculptures were scattered in all directions as thick smoke rose to the sky.

Four shadows sprang out of the smoke.

It was Han-bin’s party.

Simultaneously, as they landed, Ryu Han-bin made a sour face. He unsheathed his sword.

“Oh, I knew you wouldn’t believe us.”

Artis and Effir spoke.

“But we should still try talking to him.”

“We can do that later.”

Leon Hart appeared out of the smoke as well.

He walked down the air as if there was an invisible staircase, his eyes eerily directed at Kibie.

“Your conspiracy won’t work on me. You want nothing but to get the holy item and to spread chaos with it.”

He had already assumed that she was an Alien.

Kibie couldn’t blame him.

Anyone would’ve thought of her as such.

“I’m sorry, my servant. Now that we’ve done this, we have no choice but to seek your cooperation through force.”

Kibie shouted, stepping back.

“Felard!”

Ryu Han-bin stepped forward, Gigant in his hand.

He then conjured Aura out of his entire physique.

“Huh-up!”

The red Blade Aura coated the blade of Gigant.

Leon Hart cried out in amazement.

“The heir of the Sword King took the side of the Alien. Are you mad, or have you been deceived?”

Even in the midst of all that, he didn’t doubt Ryu Han-bin’s identity.

Han-bin looked like a Valtara warrior in appearance.

In any case, the successor to the Sword King would never be a pushover.

Tensioned, Leon Hart stretched his arms out to both sides.

“Activate, Uroboros’s snake!”

His black coat was torn into dozens of strips and wrapped him around.

Ryu Han-bin squinted his eyes.

‘What is that?’

[Uroboros’ coat (Artifact)

Unique ability: The garment’s threads will slither around the wearer, providing them with steel-like defense without ruining its rubber-like elasticity.

Level Requirement: Lv. 99. Number of uses: 9/10 times a day.]

At the same time, he completed a spiritual art’s seal.

-Ectoplasmic Body!

The powerful Prana amplified his physical ability to the fullest.

Even in the vast Latna continent, only Leon Hart had such a highly efficient physical skill.

“Wicked being who claimed to be Kybriel…”

After preparing himself for combat, Leon Hart clenched his fists.

“I will make you pay for your blasphemy!”

* * *

Aiming Gigant at his opponent, Ryu Han-bin glared at Leon Hart.

‘It’s my first time fighting against a lone Spiritist.’

He had a lot of combat experience against Spiritists.

But they all acted as support for the other team members.

He had never fought them in a one-on-one battle.

‘How do I fight?’

Leon Hart was surprised by Han-bin’s seemingly puzzled expression.

“Waiting for me to attack? Contrary to your appearance, you are timid.”

He charged forward.

“Then I’ll go first!”

He propelled himself off the ground and closed the distance between them in an instant.

At the same time, he rotated in the air and hit Han-bin’s head with his heel.

‘Fast!’

In a hurry, Ryu Han-bin raised his Blade Aura.

Leon Hart’s legs were exposed to the blade.

At that moment, Leon Hart reversed his position and retracted his stretched leg.

He then kicked the Blade Aura with his opposite foot.

Bam!

Due to the shockwave, the combatants took a step back at the same time.

Leon Hart coldly smiled as he landed.

“Your reaction isn’t bad.”

Holding the sword in reverse, Ryu Han-bin moved forward.

‘When did I ever fight against my opponent based on his situation?’

If he didn’t face the question head front, he wouldn’t be able to find any answers!

‘Let’s see what happens!’

With a warcry, Han-bin stretched out his sword.

He hacked his weapon down against the top of Leon’s head.

Turning around quickly and avoiding it, Leon Hart tried to connect another short-range attack.

Leon penetrated the gap and threw three consecutive strikes: front kick, sidekick, and a roundhouse kick!

“Huh! Tah! Tah!”

Instead of backing down, Han-bin moved forward.

The red Aura coating the sword’s blade enveloped the sword’s hilt as well.

Bam!

Its hilt was used to prevent all three consecutive kicks.

Knowing how to use the sword handle was one of the critical elements of swordsmanship.

He then delivered a counterattack!

“Huh!”

Ryu Han-bin pushed Leon Hart back using a series of hacks and slashes.

But he didn’t manage to land any decisive blow.

Through his swift movements, Leon Hart dodged all the attacks.

Han-bin was impressed.

‘He’s as fast as expected.’

However, Han-bin didn’t allow follow-up attacks.

Leon Hart had a severe problem.

‘His range is too short.’

The opponent was bare-handed. Han-bin was much bigger and had a giant sword. He could even use the Blade Aura to adjust his range accordingly.

Han-bin had an overwhelming advantage when it came to reach.

‘Maybe I can defeat him without difficulty.’

It only took a few seconds to prove him wrong.

Leon Hart immediately invoked a spiritual art as he moved away.

-Ectoplasmic Javelin!

Three white javelins burst through the air.

Each of them had terrific speed.

Ryu Han-bin swung his Gigant and smashed the javelins.

Boom boom!

Without missing the gap, Leon Hart dug down into a low position and threw a punch.

His punches, equipped with Prana, were powerful.

‘Huh?’

He had no room for a counterattack.

Frustrated, Han-bin blocked the attack with his sword.

“Argh!”

He was pushed back by the shock.

As he skidded to a stop, Leon Hart threw another javelin at him.

-Ectoplasmic Javelin!

That time, Ryu Han-bin didn’t block it with his weapon.

‘I can’t repeat the same mistake twice!’

Instead, he spread his left hand and threw an Aura Bullet at it.

-Aura Strike!

A javelin and a bullet collided in the air, causing a tremendous explosion.

Since his sword was free, Leon Hart didn’t attack Han-bin. Instead, he increased the distance between them.

Catching his breath, Ryu Han-bin corrected his thoughts.

‘I shouldn’t think of you as a simple boxer.’

Leon Hart wasn’t at a disadvantage in long-ranged battles.

Spiritists were normally long-ranged fighters, after all.

‘… You’re more like a Magic Swordsman.’

* * *

Leon Hart was amazed by Ryu Han-bin.

“I think you’re only in your 20s. How can you be that strong? You really are the heir of the Sword King. That’s amazing.”

He turned his admiration into a more significant rage.

“You’re doing something idiotic.”

Pointing at Kibie, he declared sternly.

“Wake up, young Valtara warrior! That wicked woman is fooling you!”

Ryu Han-bin didn’t have to make excuses.

Whatever he said, it was apparent that it wouldn’t work.

“…”

Getting angrier at the silence, Leon Hart drew out his strength.

“You’re still out of your mind!”

A white haze rose over Leon Hart’s shoulder.

His Prana was so powerful that it had even become a type of energy.

He truly deserved to be blessed.

Of all the enemies he had met so far, he had a different level of strength.

‘He’s not going to be easy…’

Han-bin clicked his tongue.

When they were planning the kidnapping, he thought the success rate would be relatively high.

Ryu Han-bin had won against the three Aliens leveled 98-99: an Aura user, a Mage, and a Spiritist.

They were a well-coordinated party with good teamwork.

‘Well, it was a pretty close fight.’

On the other hand, Leon Hart was beyond level 110.

It wasn’t that he wanted to compete against him head-on for no reason.

Even in the worst-case scenario, he thought he could run away.

But when he began fighting against him, it wasn’t as he expected.

‘He is level 112 right now!’

So far, Ryu Han-bin had been dealing against him without any problems, but it was just because Leon Hart didn’t fight seriously.

Looking at Han-bin, who kept his mouth shut, Leon Hart clicked his tongue.

“Oh, Valtara warriors don’t talk a lot, but you’re way too much, aren’t you?”

He then clenched his fists and talked aggressively.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll knock you down.”

They had done enough to get a feel for each other’s strengths.

It was time to give it his all.

Leon Hart raised his hands, took a posture, and recited a chant.

“Yessen’s anger, envelop my right…”

Flames were rising out of his right hand.

“Preleu’s breath, soothe my left…”

His left hand flashed with lightning.

“Rhamniana’s torrents and Sorondi’s erosion, support my feet.”

Fluids and rocks coiled around his legs.

“Althea and Kybriel, protect your servant!”

The power of the six Goddesses covered his entire physique with brilliant light.

Leon Hart burst into a roar, looking like a heavenly god.

“I’m coming at you with everything I’ve got!”