Chapter 35
Chapter 35
Engine Room.
Momon clicked his tongue as he watched Yan’s view change constantly.
[He’s flying around, huh.]
‘Don’t talk to me when I’m busy.’
The situation in the engine room had long turned from one-on-one to one against many.
Barus, who saw Hella being pushed back relentlessly, finally intervened with his subordinates.
The revolutionaries who joined the fight fired bullets at Yan and swung their swords without sparing their bodies.
Yan dodged those attacks swiftly and looked for gaps.
And, a moment later, he saw the feet of two revolutionaries who were swinging their swords at him get tangled.
‘An opening!’
Ilsoon’s eyes flashed.
Then, he quickly pulled out a few daggers that were stuck in his thigh and stuck them in his hand.
Yan’s hand flashed and three daggers flew like rays of light.
Swoosh!
“…Cough!”
The daggers pierced the heads and necks of the two tangled revolutionaries.
With a sound of watermelons bursting, the bodies of the dying revolutionaries collapsed weakly.
Even after that, Yan reduced the number of revolutionaries whenever he found a gap.
Hella, who was watching the situation, gritted her teeth and tried to get up from her seat.
“Let go of me!”
“You can’t. Have you forgotten our goal?”
“How do you expect me to get the Imperial Teacher if I don’t deal with that bastard?!”
Hella tore off Barus’s arm that was holding her and ran forward.
She raised her mana and ran towards where Yan was slaughtering.
“Die!”
A white sword energy shot out very quickly towards Yan.
It was a swift sword that reached the extreme, worthy of a disciple of the light sword.
Whirl.
But Yan twisted his body in the air and easily dodged the white sword energy.
“Damn it! Again…!”
Hella clenched her teeth with anger.
Yan smiled as he looked at her.
No matter how fast the sword was, it was no threat to him as long as he knew where it was going.
‘But that guy is more troublesome.’
Yan’s gaze turned to Barus, who was looking at him from beside Hella.
He was constantly looking for his gaps, even though he was in a situation where he could draw his sword at any time.
He had a calm and composed face, unlike Hella, who seemed to like to run wild.
‘Then I’ll have to make him run wild.’
Yan, who dodged the white sword energy in the air, did not land on the ground.
Instead, he stuck to the wall behind him.
He looked like a spider.
And then.
Thud!
Yan’s foot pushed the wall hard.
His body flew at a fast speed towards Hella.
“You bastard!”
Hella lifted her lips as Yan suddenly abandoned his fighting style and chose close combat.
Barus, who realized something, tried to stop Hella in a hurry.
“Kill him!”
But it was too late to stop Hella, whose pride was hurt.
Yan, who was flying, stuck three daggers with his fingers at her waist.
“Hahaha! You think that’ll work?”
Hella laughed at Yan and raised her sword with white sword energy.
She was confident that she could easily block the daggers that Yan threw.
But Yan was not aiming for her.
‘First, the wall.’
Swoosh!
Crack!
The three daggers passed by Hella and Barus and stuck to the wall.
“…?”
Hella frowned slightly as Yan’s daggers stuck to a strange place.
But she didn’t question it much.
She thought he had lost his strength after fighting her and the revolutionaries.
Then Barus shouted.
“Don’t let your guard down!”
“I know!”
Hella ignored the daggers and spewed out her momentum towards Yan.
And when their bodies overlapped.
Clang!
The swords collided.
A shockwave burst out from them and messed up the inside of the engine room.
“You… lost your strength?”
Hella bared her fierce teeth.
The strength she felt from Yan’s sword was much weaker than before.
Yan smiled at her.
“No?”
Then he turned his feet vigorously and rotated his whole body.
The rotational force lifted Hella’s sword naturally.
The gap that was exposed.
Yan’s eyes flashed.
As his feet touched the ground, he rolled his feet again.
In an instant, he approached Hella and stabbed his sword at the gap.
Chang!
“Where do you think you’re going!”
But he was blocked before he could go far.
Hella quickly retrieved her sword and blocked Yan’s strike.
Was it because of the recoil?
Screech.
Yan’s body was pushed back.
Hella, who easily blocked Yan’s move, blinked her eyes.
She gathered her mana with a gleam in her eyes.
Then, the white sword energy that was already bright became even brighter.
It was so bright that it interfered with his vision.
“Die, brat.”
Hella held her sword with both hands and ran towards Yan.
Her sword began to draw beautiful trails.
It was like a dancer dancing.
“White Sword Energy – Light Dance”
Dozens of sword energies changed and shot at Yan.
Barus, who was watching from the side, swallowed his saliva.
‘I heard that Hella’s achievement had increased, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.’
Light Dance was a skill that only the outstanding ones among the disciples of the light sword could learn.
Once that unfolded, Yan’s death was a foregone conclusion.
Barus and the revolutionaries stared blankly at Hella’s light dance.
* * *
Yan looked at Hella with sunken eyes.
‘Light Dance… It’s been a while.’
It was a light dance that anyone else would have been unable to block and would have been killed, but it was a different story for Yan.
‘Is that all?’
It was disappointing from the perspective of someone who had fought directly with the light sword.
Yan’s pupils moved quickly and counted the sword strikes that burst out of Hella’s sword.
‘Thirty.’
That was what Hella’s light dance skill level was.
If she had done it properly, she could have thrown over a hundred strikes.
Yan took a breath and stretched his right foot forward.
Then he stomped on the floor.
Boom!
Shadows began to pour out of the floor with a terrifying momentum.
It was the trademark of the chief instructor, who he had seen when he escaped, ‘Black Blade’.
He was able to learn it after two years of tutoring.
Countless black blades stretched out towards the light dance’s white sword energy.
Clang. Clang.
The black blades and the white sword energy collided.
The white sword energy had a much more fierce momentum than the black blades.
But the black blades poured out endlessly and blocked the white sword energy’s path, and stopped it.
That was not all.
Each black blade contained the white sword energy’s counterattack.
A fight between extreme speed and overwhelming numbers.
The outcome was not easy to decide.
Hella, who had unleashed the light dance, could not catch Yan and could not hide her impatience.
“Why! Why won’t you die!”
As time passed, her face became more and more pale and dry.
It was because she had burned not only the mana she had accumulated, but also the life force that she should not touch.
And soon, Hella’s body became like a mummy.
The white sword energy, which had been going strong, faltered for a moment due to the lack of mana supply.
Flash!
Yan did not miss the gap that appeared for a moment.
He rushed towards Hella at an incredible speed.
And then.
Slash.
He slashed Hella’s neck like lightning.
“Hella!”
“Tsk.”
Yan clicked his tongue.
He didn’t really want to kill her.
It was annoying to leave a grudge, but he wanted to avoid making enemies with the light sword.
Yan’s eyes were cold.
‘Since it’s come to this, I can’t spare anyone.’
The mana that flowed out of the mana heart wrapped around Yan’s body.
Suddenly, a chilly air circled the inside of the engine room.
“…!”
The revolutionaries and Barus, who were staring blankly at Hella’s corpse, shivered.
“Dark Dragon Attack – Ascending Dragon”
Yan stomped on the floor before they could come to their senses.
Bang!
Spider web-like cracks appeared on the floor.
Then, Yan’s body became a dark streak and attacked the revolutionaries.
Thud, slash.
“Aaah!”
“Gu, gah.”
Barus, who saw the revolutionaries die in an instant, came to his senses in a hurry.
But.
Before he knew it, a dagger was shining sharply at his throat.
Yan looked up at Barus with cold eyes.
“…P, please spare me.”
At that, Yan checked the back of Wigor, who had a fish-eyed expression.
He turned his body in a direction that his eyes could not reach and took out a pendant from his chest and held it out to Barus.
-Tell me everything you know about this symbol.
Barus looked at the pendant’s symbol with trembling eyes.
His eyes widened.
“T… The symbol of the beginning.”
“The symbol of the beginning?”
Yan’s face brightened.
He finally got some information about the symbol.
But his joy didn’t last long.
Barus’s face turned redder and redder.
Yan’s eyes were disappointed.
“Tsk.”
He was under a curse, even though he was a disciple of the light sword.
Soon, his blood would rush to his head and burst like a watermelon.
He clicked his tongue and stabbed the dagger into Barus’s neck.
“Gah!”
Barus stared at Yan with bulging eyes.
Thud.
He soon lost focus and fell backwards.
At the same time.
Crash!
Someone broke the locked engine room door and came in.
* * *
Kyle frowned as he looked at the scene in the engine room.
It was different from what he had expected.
‘Who is that young man?’
A young man in black clothes was sitting on the corpses of the terrorists who had caused the terror.
“Hey.”
The young man raised his hand and smiled.
He didn’t seem to be talking to him.
The young man’s gaze was behind him.
Kyle turned his eyes slightly and looked at where the young man’s gaze was.
‘Wow.’
Cruel, who had been active in the third class, was reluctantly lifting his lips and raising his hand.
‘Were the young man and the third son of the Dwight family acquainted?’
The third son of the Dwight family, Cruel, was a participant of the ‘Dragon Soldier Project’.
Then.
Kyle’s eyes sparkled.
“Are you a participant of the Dragon Soldier Project?”
At his question, the young man lifted his butt off the corpse and dusted his hands as he got up.
“Yes, nice to meet you. Royal Knights, the 7th Knight.”
Kyle tilted his head at the young man, Yan’s words.
“Do you know me?”
At that, Yan pointed to the golden armor with his finger.
There was a number ‘7’ engraved on the place he pointed.
At that, Kyle smiled awkwardly.
“I forgot because I haven’t worn it for a long time.”
“You don’t usually wear it, do you?”
“His Majesty’s orders are once or twice a year at most.”
“Oh, I see.”
After finishing the small talk, Kyle brought up the main point.
“Did you take care of all these scoundrels?”
“As you can see.”
Kyle stood still and looked at the corpses of the scoundrels inside.
There were thirteen of them, and two of them were still faintly feeling the energy, which meant they were at least fifth-level experts.
Kyle recalled Lorena’s performance in the connecting corridor.
‘Even Young Master Beowulf barely managed to deal with ten sixth-level knights.’
And that was while exerting her strength that she couldn’t handle.
‘But this young man…’
His breathing was slightly rough and he had minor cuts, but there was no sign of a fatal wound.
Kyle lifted a smile on his face.
“I heard that Young Master Beowulf was the best gem in the training center, but there was a pearl hidden.”
“Thank you for looking kindly at me. Senior.”
Yan’s cheeky words made Kyle chuckle.
“Hahaha, what, senior?”
It was not condescending or mocking.
Kyle liked people with spirit, and Yan’s answer was enough to please him.
“Can’t we say that the Special Forces and the Royal Knights are the same in that they run around for the sake of the empire?”
At that, Kyle burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, so you called me senior? You’re a funny guy!”
“Thank you.”
Kyle reached out his hand to Yan.
“What’s your name?”
Yan shook Kyle’s hand and answered.
“My name is Yan.”
As the two of them made a new connection.
A sound of breath passing came from somewhere.
“Huuh, help me…”
It was the voice of Wigor, the Imperial Teacher.
Then, Yan and Kyle both came to their senses and walked towards Wigor, who was lying in the corner.
Kyle drew his sword and cut the rope that was tying Wigor’s hands.
Slash.
Without even putting mana, the rope was easily cut like paper.
With his hands free, Wigor took off the blindfold that was blocking his eyes and got up.
Beyond Kyle, a young man was smiling.
‘That’s him.’
The guy who was negotiating with him by telepathy even in a situation where every minute and second was urgent.
Not only that, but he put his finger on his lips.
‘Heh, what, keep quiet?’
He seemed to be telling him not to talk about the debt he had erased.
Wigor spat out a hollow laugh and Kyle put his hand on his back and checked his condition.
“Fortunately, there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong.”
“That’s a relief, but what about the crew over there?”
“Yes, of course.”
At the Imperial Teacher’s words, Kyle sent energy to the crew who were unconscious behind him and replenished their vitality.
Wigor watched Kyle do that and turned his head to face Yan.
He heard a telepathy in his ear.
-You can pay me back later.
“Heh, I seem to have been bitten by a terrible debtor.”
Kyle turned his head at Wigor’s words.
“What did you just say…”
“It’s nothing. I want to rest soon. Do you know how long it will take to get to the next station?”
At that, Yan answered.
“We’ll be at Beowulf Ridge in about thirty minutes…”
At that moment.
Bang! Bang!
Screech!
Rattle! Rattle!
A loud noise came from the second class side and the train started to shake violently.
Yan twisted his face and turned his head to the window.
Behind him, flames and black smoke were rising from the lower part of the train in the second and third class.
Not only that, but the passengers who were on board were also confused and ran towards the engine room.
‘I didn’t hear anything like this…!’
There was an explosion inside the train.
And this was an incident that did not happen in his previous life.
