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Episode 131

Episode 55. Cramping training (1)

When I rode the Tulka, it was only a matter of seconds until the Black Wolf.

There was no need to climb the Egon Mountains directly after parking like when riding a carriage. The speed at which Tulka jumped up the mountains was incomparable to that of humans.

Yuma stroked Tulka’s head, thinking that wherever he went, the travel time would be dramatically shortened. In addition to movement, the tul car seemed to be very helpful in combat.

“Hoo. The majesty of the headquarters castle is amazing for the mercenary group.”

Duran was the first to visit the Worg headquarters. The huge wolf head carved out of a stone mountain was impressive.

“Go in.”

Yuma was the only member of the Empire who could walk in and out of the Black Wolves like it was his own home. The gatekeepers let the party in without bothering to ask Duran’s identity.

‘I left three days ago, but I didn’t expect to come back so soon.’

The Black Wolves were quieter than a few days ago. It was because quite a few members were put into the operation to disrupt the disputed area of Helga Kingdom.

In the training ground over there, Malone and Yugire were training new mercenaries. Marlon stood with his hands behind his back and was constantly yelling at the members.

Now he looked a little like an assault commander. New tattoos on his shoulder and back stood out. Two black wolves outstretched like wings. Yuma looked at Marlon for a moment with a pleased face.

“That’s my friend Marlon.”

“hmm. Well, it looks quite usable.”

He said so, but Duran was admiring it. If it was a warrior of the level of Duran, it was possible to estimate the approximate skill of the subject just by looking at the standing figure.

Certainly, Malone felt the potential to be counted among the geniuses Duran had seen in person.

I could feel the elasticity in the muscles of my whole body that moved every time I inhaled and exhaled, and it seemed that the aura that was tightly packed inside them would be formed at any moment.

Perhaps if he was the old Duran, he would have tried to get to know Malone more closely with his eyes shining. But not anymore. He must have possessed a gift from heaven, but he was inferior to Yuma.

“My friend also saw Kriesha Ainu, the witch of the Golden Pagoda, in person at Inzvikan. Haha, it’s not inferior to wearing it as a messenger of the dragons.”

Duran could not understand why the boys of Ferrol, a fishing village at the far end of the empire, were born with more talent than the offspring of his own blood.

He also thought that it would have been a great loss to the empire if such talented people had rotted in the corner of the fishing village. In fact, Malone is displaying his talent not in the empire but in the land of Matan.

Taaaa!

Tulka was also weak in height towards the training ground. oh oh oh! It even let out a long howling sound as if it was trying to announce its appearance. It was only then that all the eyes of the Black Wolves were focused on Yuma and the others.

“uh? Ugh!”

Malone, who was holding the form against the newcomers in the middle of the day, had no choice but to break his style.

It was because Tulka jumped in succession and ran as if aiming for Marlon. Marlon hurriedly tried to evade, but hit his butt and rolled on the dirt floor.

The new recruits seemed to have been well trained, so no one laughed at them. Among the training of the stormtroopers, Marlon’s training was particularly harsh, and had a reputation among the new recruits.

“You wolf cub! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you again!”

Marlon grumbled and stood up to shake off the sand. In the meantime, the three of them got off the Tulka.

Tulka had a peculiar habit of ignoring Marlon. Marlon once had a memory of being bitten and nearly killed while trying to ride a tulka behind Hugo’s back.

Duran crossed his arms and looked down at Tulka as Marlon hurled harsh words at Tulka.

“Keugh. That wolf cub…. without giving me a ride. You left Yuma a few days ago, so why did you come back?”

“I came to see you, man.”

“friend! Long time no see!”

Jeka had been on good terms with Marlon since Inzvikan.

“oh! I heard you went to a dark room, but did Yuma take you out?”

“So it happened. In the first place, I went to Kkambang thanks to Yuma.”

“I should at least feed them tofu. Anyway, who is this old man?”

Duran’s face contorted.

Yuma and Zecca laughed at the thought of the tragedy that would soon come to Marlon.

“haha. This old man…

A golden aura began to emanate from Duran’s body. As if gravity had risen by leaps and bounds, a great sense of pressure took over the training ground.

It felt different from Hugo’s aura. However, the pressure to force the other party to obey and submit at any moment was the same.

“omg!”

“Originally, he’s a grandfather you wouldn’t dare to meet eyes with.”

Faaaaang!

The golden aura that enveloped Duran’s body exploded and spewed out in all directions. The aura stretched out and overturned the entire floor of the training ground.

It was as if God had stirred the training ground floor once with his finger. There were no members injured by the aura wave. This is because Duran adjusted the direction so that no one was hurt.

Marlon wanted to sit down, but managed to catch his spirit and remain immobile. I would rather die than see myself frightened in front of so many newcomers.

“Greetings Marlon. This is the Empire’s… no, the world’s strongest knight.

Sir Duran Jacques. You are my master.”

Marlon kept his mouth shut for a while, dumbfounded.

I finally got to see the person of my dreams with my own eyes. When they were living in the fishing village of Ferrol, Duran Jacques was nothing more than the faith of Yuma and Marlon.

“The third assault leader of the Black Wolves! It’s Marlon! It is an honor, Sir Duran!”

Originally, using honorific titles for knights of the Empire was one of the taboos of the Black Wolves. However, no one in the Worgs could criticize Marlon’s tone if he was a warrior the size of Duran.

After all, the Black Wolves are a group that worships the strongest of men among men. In that sense, Duran Jacques was a strong player of the century standing shoulder to shoulder with their leader, Hugo.

“It’s not very cheap.”

“I need to train my eyes to see Marlon.

It’s disappointing to not be able to recognize him even with that skill and a giant in front of him.

ha ha ha!”

Yuma teased Marlon. Looking at my beloved friend and respected teacher, I thought that God is fair in a strange place.

They were born with ridiculous talent for swordsmanship, but were seriously stupid.

“By the way, Lord Duran, why did you come to the Worgs?”

“To train you.”

“ancient!?”

“Call Captain Hugo. I have something to say.”

“Haha Duke Duran! Long time no see. How have you been?”

It was Zishka’s voice. As soon as she heard the news that Yuma had visited the Worgs, she jumped in one step.

“Godmother! Be careful. If you move without Hugo and make a mistake, you will be stabbed.”

“The magic bullets aren’t that stupid.”

“Lord Zishka…

Duran and Zishka relaxed for a while. The two had been embracing love and hatred for each other for a long time, but now there was no ‘hate’ left.

The party soon saw Hugo running after his wife. Hugo’s hair stood on end whenever his wife moved away from him. In the meantime, he wondered what would happen if his subordinates killed his wife.

As soon as Hugo confirmed that his wife was safe, he radiated energy and glared at Duran.

“What’s going on? Duran Jacques. I don’t think you’ll ever come here.”

Hugo said, taking Zishka in one arm.

“Well, if you ask me like that, I can’t answer because I’m afraid.”

“Master, we are in the position to ask Hugo. Take your breath away.”

“Duke Hugo Duran is my benefactor.

You didn’t come here to harm me, so don’t be so mean.”

The war of nerves between the two grandmasters came to an abrupt end thanks to Yuma and Zishka’s block.

“Hugo. I have come to ask you to borrow Marlon.”

“hey! What am I!”

“Why do you need Marlon?”

“I’m going to fight Hayes Rollman Dee in a month. With Marlon and Zecca.”

Yuma summarized the situation and plans for the future and explained to Hugo.

“Marlon. You choose.”

“I will go. I can’t do anything but Yuma’s after him.”

Hearing that, Duran chuckled.

“My child, my disciple must be reluctant to follow you. Now that I see you, you’re Hugo’s successor, right? Big haha.

Hugo! You’ve chosen a good successor. It won’t work for my pupil, though.”

“Duran Jacques. Cover up your words and do it.

This is the Black Wolves.”

“So I came here to ask for a request. Isn’t good good? Why don’t you raise these kids with me for about 3 weeks? I will teach you the essence of swordsmanship directly to your lesser pupil.”

“Duran… is he crazy?”

“Does it really have to be like that when you speak? Are you confident?”

Gooooooh… Hugo and Duran’s energy began to radiate.

It was Yuma who missed Catherine. If she had been there, I would have been able to effectively stop that old man who is now fussing around.

Why do these two fight so much every time they meet!

Yuma was irritated again. It was these two people who annoyed me the most in the whole world.

“Ahaha…. I should understand that the males are childish anyway. Hugo.

It’s true that Sir Duran spoke carelessly, but could you please do me a favor by looking at my face?”

“Yes, yes. Hugo help me Anyway, your successor chose to help Yuma, and Heize is a pretty strong guy. Your apprentice is going to be destroyed by Heize in 10 minutes.”

Tuduk. A vein stood out on Hugo’s forehead.

“Duran. You look down on Malone too much…

“My eyes are never wrong when you look down. Your successor is definitely one step below my apprentice.”

It was a problem that Hugo also had to admit. Even in Hugo’s eyes, it was true that Marlon was inferior to Yuma.

However, it was hard to keep watching the nasty empire’s Grand Master’s nose rise with momentum to pierce the sky.

“Marlon.”

“Yes Boss.”

“It is not the Worg charge captain who remains silent after being insulted like this.”

No matter how stupid Marlon was, he couldn’t understand Hugo’s meaning.

It was a story to win

immediately by unfolding the ‘wolf way’, that is, sparring with Yuma .

Marlon changed his eyes and excitedly pulled out Yurix.

“Sir Duran! I’m Marlon, the 3rd assault leader of the Worgs! I will challenge you to a duel!”

Marlon wasn’t as smart as he thought.

Hugo covered his face with the palm of his right hand. Then, using his left hand, he corrected Malone’s posture as he was extending his sword toward Duran. With the end of Urix facing Yuma.

“Ha ha ha! Heck! Ha ha ha!”

Duran bent down and laughed for a while.

Of course he didn’t know. In fact, the fact that the lesser guy who made him laugh so much was originally his adopted son.

“Yuma! Stop laughing and attack!”

Marlon waited until Yuma stopped laughing and drew his sword.

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9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9클래스 소드 마스터 : 검의 구도자, 9th Class Sword Master: Sword Seeker, Return of the Ninth-Class Swordmaster: the Seeker of the Sword
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Status: Ongoing Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
At the end of the “War of Trust,” that was fought to protect humanity against the forces of “corruption,” Karil MacGavern, a Sword Saint, faces the betrayal of his close friend and emperor, Oliven. Having ultimately killed the emperor, Karil travels back in time to set things right. Now, armed with the power he couldn’t obtain in his previous life, both a sword and magic. He stands at the crossroads of two paths, determined to change the future. [MTL]

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