9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 185

Episode 185

Vaporization. The Misadventures of Slave Trader Lung Doge (1)

I even thought about staying one more day to recover first. However, it seemed appropriate to visit the original destination, the light of Azif, before time was delayed further.

On the way to leave, Yuma and Calsis climbed the cliff that Natalie fell on once.

There were no traces of Natalie’s fall on the small, narrow cliff.

“The sea wind is so strong here that there are hardly any footprints left. It would be better to go to the information dealer as soon as possible.”

Calsis’s house was located in a corner of this outskirts village. He decided to stay with Yuma only until the road came out.

Kanshu and Puntu followed the two and returned halfway through the forest. That seemed to be the limit of Kanshu’s radius of action.

While walking, Yuma noticed that Calsis’s house was built in a more secluded and secret place than he thought.

“Before you leave, I want to ask you one thing, Khalsis. Do you need my strength or my power to restore the honor of the Aether royal family?”

“Powerless. As you may know, overwhelming power sometimes makes more justifications than anything else. The Aether royal family does not want to regain power. You want to get your honor back.”

“Are there not many warriors like me in the East? Even if Silma is a small country, if it was a royal family, there would have been many strong warriors and lines.”

“Not many. Even if I search all over the world, it is hard to find a warrior like you. Even if there is, there are only those who are not interested in the circumstances of the royal family of Ether. Everyone is busy watching Rugal.”

“What about Theron Silvers?”

If it was Theron, he would have expressed that Juan was his adversary in his prime, so he might have had as much inaction as Heize by now.

“That person doesn’t even want to talk. A man who has betrayed his honor.”

Juan said he was the embodiment of love for his country and love for porcelain.

Yuma decided not to think about it any further and offered to shake Calcis’ hand.

“I will definitely come back.”

“I will wait, Yuma Drake. I hope my comrades are safe.”

Calsis didn’t look away until Yuma’s back disappeared.

He resented his helplessness for telling the story of the fate of the Aether royal family to a stranger who had been shipwrecked and washed up on a nearby beach.

* * * Until the light of Azif, Yuma ran without asking for a horse and went. It was because there was no money to buy a horse.

In addition, his running speed, which reached the beginning of a superman, was faster than that of most horses.

Somehow, it reminded me of the incident of killing Mero right after returning and then running to the capital.

‘The situation was worse then than now.’

At that time, Yuma was a boy who had just joined the ranks of sword masters, was a commoner, and had nothing but an ordinary sword he had received from Haka. The sword was still kept at the top of Puang.

Much better now. He has become incomparably stronger than before, and he also possesses a world-class sword and armor.

It is unknown whether they are alive or dead, but they are missing, but there are colleagues…

‘Damn mother nature, the waves of the damned, the beggar-like Tears of Lee Se-ron!’

Thinking of his colleagues, Yuma was resentful of nature. I never wanted to pray or offer offerings to Iseron, the god of water and dance.

Yuma was able to reach Azif’s light before the day was completely over.

While I was running, I hoped to encounter bandits or thieves, but the scavengers on this side were lucky and didn’t find Yuma.

If Yuma had found them and approached them clumsily and threatened them, they would have been beaten up and their money stolen.

money. That was the reason Yuma wanted to face the bandits.

In the end, Yuma came to the largest trading port in the East without a single penny.

Even after running all day, her clothes had become quite tattered, so the soldiers guarding the gate carelessly glanced up and down at Yuma.

“what? Are you unmanned?”

A soldier asked Yuma.

“Bamol, practicing safely. I came because I have someone to meet in the light of Azif.”

“You want me to let you in after doing that mess? Besides, judging by the accent, he’s a western bastard. Samurai asceticism freezes to death

Yuma in his days as a commoner has often suffered from being treated badly by the gatekeepers.

It was the same when he first visited the Puang Merchant and the Black Wolf, when he visited the mansions of great nobles, and when he returned to the imperial capital after killing Sekron.

However, since becoming a baron, he had never faced such an unfunny situation. The gatekeepers always bowed their heads toward Yuma.

Yuma took a step toward the gatekeeper, realizing that he was standing in the east, not the west.

“Long dogge. I’m here to meet him

Please let me in.”

“You said you came to see Daein Lung? hey kid How does Daein Rong know a western bastard like you?”

It was the name I heard from Calsis.

Information and slave trader Lung Doge. Although he couldn’t introduce Yuma directly to him, Calsis told him that all unusual events that occurred in Azif’s light were transmitted through Lung’s ears.

Certainly, the name Lung seemed to have caught on in this area.

“You speak carelessly. If you beat up that bastard a little later, will your snout be a little calmer?”

Yuma said with her eyes tightened. At the overwhelming gaze, the gatekeepers slowly changed their attitude.

It was because, unlike her sloppy outfit, looking at her nervously, she felt the unusual energy from Yuma.

The word warrior training didn’t come like bullshit anymore. The hand I took a peek at was full of calluses, so I had no choice but to call it that of a truly strong soldier.

“…I wonder what kind of relationship you have with Daein Lung.”

“Well, let’s just say that Loong is going to be my feet wiper soon.

Open the door.”

“Ha ha, great man. We are the gatekeepers. Do you have any other means to prove that you are acquainted with Daein Lung?”

It was stricter than I thought. There was no such means. So Yuma decided to scream.

“Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Rung Doggeeeh!”

It was a voice full of energy.

Not only the gatekeepers, but also the other guards waiting, collapsed into their seats at the intimidating aura.

“De de de go in!”

Yuma passed the gate while catching the eyes of the soldiers who hurriedly stood up.

Yuma’s tremendous voice spread coolly even inside the gate, and everyone in the nearby streets looked at Yuma.

However, no one carelessly chewed on Yuma. This is because even if he is not a warrior, he can immediately recognize how extraordinary the aura that Yuma just revealed is.

chatter.

The street, which had been quiet for a while at Yuma’s cry, soon became noisy again.

Azif’s light. The largest trade port in the East.

Yuma looked around the street. Countless merchants could be seen roaming the streets, each accompanied by an escort. It was full of vitality as it was a city where countless trade ships came and went.

“Hmm.”

Yuma trudged toward the city center. Although it was a city I had never seen before, I should have moved to the side where most people moved.

On the way, Yuma roughly washed her face and feet in a small fountain by the roadside.

growl

I had already eaten the eggs and bread that Calsis gave me a long time ago. Hunger drove. Considering Yuma’s usual amount of food, what he had eaten so far was not enough.

Even Yuma, at the moment he was about to split the waves, temporarily squeezed out all his strength and launched an Aura Blade raid comparable to a decisive battle. The sudden swing of the blow in an unprepared state resulted in a severe decrease in physical strength.

The old maid, Izuan, also fed Yuma nothing but sweets while lying at Calsis’s house.

Remember how Yuma and Durandel ate the day after destroying the Jacques mansion?

Yuma decided to eat a proper meal.

As it is a trading port where merchants come and go without rest, there are restaurants everywhere.

Yuma entered the one that looked the best among them.

“Come on, fifty…

The clerk inspected Yuma’s appearance before saying hello. However, he couldn’t tell Yuma to leave as he sat down in an empty seat and unwrapped the sheath on the table.

Yuma started ordering without even looking at the menu.

“Steamed tortoise filled with golden mushrooms, whole grilled giant snapper, and ice whale sashimi. Wine from Shallah. If not, any well-aged beet liqueur. It’s not a restaurant where you can’t order this much, right?”

what is this human You look like a beggar, but what is your order so luxurious? The clerk was taken aback and looked at Yuma’s whereabouts again.

The things that jumped out of Yuma’s mouth were the dishes that only big men who fart with money could order in this trading port.

“That guest. All of the dishes you mentioned can be prepared…

but I think you’ll have to pay in advance.”

“Put it in Lung’s name. He will pay.”

When Lung’s name popped out, the clerk, who became confused, ran to the owner. Soon after, the owner ran out in a hurry and rubbed his hands while looking at Yuma.

“Guest Rung Daein and maybe some…

“Rung seems to have succeeded. Everywhere I go, I ask what kind of relationship I have with Lung, and I’m starting to get annoyed…. Can’t I cook quickly? Shall we go to another restaurant?”

“Oh no! that big man

If it’s not rude, can I open up to you in person?”

“Bamol.”

“Ep!”

The host waved his hand and ran to the kitchen. Appetizers were served in less than 3 minutes, and as soon as I finished it, ice whale sashimi came out.

Yuma savored a meal that seemed like a meal in a long time and chewed the dishes that were constantly coming out. I only ordered it as a health food, so I felt like my limbs were getting stronger little by little.

Even so, it was still a bit insufficient to return to the full state of the body.

‘Dragon blood group or one bite and kill the army.’

No other health food in the world could be better than Dragon Blood Dan. When I thought of the Dragon Blood Clan, I naturally thought of Natalie.

The first dragon blood Yuma swallowed after she was born was chewed up and spit out by Natalie after catching Selobe.

A strong sense of purpose arose to find her and her companions even if it meant burning the entire east.

Controlling her dizziness, Yuma chewed on the steamed stone turtle.

The chef’s skills weren’t too bad.

The customers around them whispered among themselves and glanced at Yuma. Yuma didn’t care about the gaze and waited for Lung or his helper to come.

Yuma’s theory was that a big player should be made to come, not visit him.

If the game was played like this, it wouldn’t be strange if Lung’s grandfather came to visit instead of Lung.

jump!

Sure enough, before Yuma had finished eating, several tough men burst through the door and entered the dining room.