The Duke’s Madness - Chapter 150
The Duke’s Madness chapter 150
The moment Arthur expressed the sword, the sensation Arthur felt was exactly like this.
‘Wow, I’m dizzy.’
My heart raced, and the world spun around.
Something disgusting came up his esophagus.
Arthur could easily find out the cause.
‘Dizziness caused by lack of mana?’
It seemed that the amount of mana consumed by the Sword River, which manifested in practice and practice, was different.
‘Well, no matter how much I saved my strength, but before that, I had used sword skills a few times and had worn them all over my body.’
Because of that, he felt the lack of mana for the first time in a while, but the results revealed were satisfactory.
Moonlight emanated from the sword.
If sword sword is a thin film of light, sword sword is a mass of light.
Moonlight, incomparable to anything else, was engraved on the surface of the sword.
Arthur muttered after watching the mysterious power for a while.
‘Won’t sword swordsmanship be able to shoot like a slash?’
It seemed possible.
Unlike the geomgi that has a certain shape, the geomgang does not have a shape.
‘A mass of light. In other words, if I do well, I can make it into the shape I want.’
At that moment, a groan pierced my ears.
Arthur lifted his head and looked straight ahead.
I saw Hitran and Masius, who turned and ran away with a shocked look on their faces.
“Uh, how can you become a sword master!”
Arthur, who was watching him, brightened his eyes.
‘hmm… Is it just right?’
If you run away like that, it’s better to shoot than to swing.
Having made up his mind, Arthur spread his feet shoulder-width apart.
At the same time, the breathing changed.
Both eyes naturally turned to the front.
The angles of the two hands holding the sword changed to match the center of the body.
After wielding the sword thousands and tens of thousands of times, [Arthur Bayern]’s unique posture, which he finally found, was completed in an instant.
Among them, Arthur slowly but accurately raised the sword above his head.
The air shuddered in sync with the action.
The world also moved along.
Arthur’s eyes brightened, and he lowered the sword he had raised very comfortably.
The moonlight emanating from the sword river divided the world.
At least from Arthur’s point of view, it seemed that way.
At the same time, blood fountained from Hitran and Masius’ necks.
They let out a short scream, then hesitated and collapsed on the spot.
And never woke up again.
“… … .”
At the sight, the search police opened their mouths.
They could not hide their astonishment as they looked at the two giants of the back street who died in one blow.
Arthur retrieved the sword he had thrown in the meantime, exclaiming.
An exhilarating shudder ran through his entire body.
Arthur was able to realize in the ecstasy he had never felt before.
“You’ve grown again.”
The world of swords that I thought was the end after achieving Sword Master.
However, it wasn’t.
There was another world beyond that realm.
And now, I set foot in that world for the first time.
At that fact, Arthur couldn’t hide his excitement and smiled.
“As expected, there is no end to learning.”
* * *
The surviving search officers opened their mouths.
“What is this… .”
They couldn’t hide their shock.
That’s also the case because that mysterious swordsman who appeared suddenly killed Masius, once called Captain and now the Arcane Police Commissioner, with a single sword.
‘how? how… Didn’t the Commissioner die all at once?’
Masius is a swordsman from the 7th circle.
He is a warrior who has reached the highest level, unmatched by anyone in Arcane.
If I had to compare it, the knights on duty in the small kingdom were the ones with swordsmanship skills.
But that man was killed with a single sword.
It was also unseemly as he turned his back and ran away.
It was a time when the search police didn’t do anything about something that shouldn’t have happened according to common sense, and only opened their mouths.
Arthur opened his mouth and murmured.
“Uh… I am tired.”
“Maybe it’s because of the expression of the sword, it doesn’t take much energy. So, search cops.
Arthur smiled brightly.
“Could you stay calm and not strain each other? I will send you as comfortably as possible.”
“… … .”
At Arthur’s words, dozens of search officers belatedly shouted.
“Will you stay still, you monster!”
“Run away!!! Run towards him and run away!”
With that cry, the search police ran away in confusion.
Arthur, watching the scene, scratched his head.
“Oops. It would be useless to run away, but you’re making me lose my strength for nothing.”
With these words, Arthur was about to raise the Beast.
I felt an unfamiliar presence behind my back.
When I turned my head, a familiar dwarf raised his eyes.
“oh. Genie. When did you come?”
At Arthur’s greeting, Ginny showed a puzzled expression.
“Just now. however… .”
Ginny, who was speechless, shut her mouth.
At the end of my gaze, I saw Marcius, who was bleeding and dying.
Ginny murmured, not hiding her surprise at the sight.
‘… killed? That Masius in this short period of time?”
Could it be that I am hallucinating?
There’s no way he, a 7th-circle swordsman, could die so easily?
Then Arthur opened his mouth and said.
“It’s great, Ginny. Could you please take care of it for me?”
Ginny came to her senses and answered.
“Are you cleaning up?”
“yes. A little while ago, about 20 search officers ran away.”
“… Where are you going, Confucius?”
Arthur raised a corner of his mouth at Ginny’s question.
“I’m looking for Elder Willett.”
“I can smell old Willett over there. I’ll take you out soon, so may I ask you a favor?”
Ginny opened her mouth in surprise and closed her eyes.
“Sure. Let’s go. I will take care of the aftermath.”
“Then trust me, I’ll leave for a while.”
With these words, Arthur ran to the other side.
Ginny, who had been watching her back, turned her gaze.
As Arthur said, the signs of the search police hiding everywhere could be felt.
What a foolish move, considering that there was only one way out of this dungeon anyway.
‘Such ignorant bastards have been eating Arcane all this time… .’
Ginny, who clicked her tongue for a moment, was about to move on.
Massius, dead on the floor, was seen once more.
After looking at him for a while, Ginny murmured.
“… really dead That Masius.”
How much pain did Arcane suffer because of that man?
A man who enjoyed wealth and glory by sucking the blood of not only mercenaries but also ordinary citizens.
But that wasn’t what Ginny thought was this man’s real sin.
‘The bastard who sold Arcane to Dormund.’
If this man hadn’t opened the gates of Arcane, things might have been different.
It could have remained a land of opportunity, unoccupied by Dormund.
But that future was dumped by this man.
Ginny muttered when she remembered that fact.
“… How could such a traitor die in vain like this?”
But if you look at it differently, it might have been the most disgraceful ending for this man.
A silent death like this would be more disgraceful to such an interested seed.
Because of that, Ginny burst out laughing.
“Another legend was created.”
An intruder who entered Arcane’s dungeon alone.
Hundreds of search police and the chief of the Arcane Police Station died at the hands of the intruder.
This story, which would not happen even in a novel, seemed to be insufficient even as a legend.
‘perhaps… That’s why it might be called a legend.’
Ginny finished her thoughts and started walking again.
If this story were to remain a legend, there should have been no eyewitnesses.
As Ginny started clearing out the surviving search cops, Arthur muttered as he ran through the dark dungeon.
‘Old Willett… I wish you well.’
Seven years must be a much bigger time for him, who has already lived close to half a hundred years old.
Being middle-aged, he may have become an old man during this time.
Of course, Willet himself is an excellent fighter, so it’s unlikely he’d aged so suddenly, but he didn’t know.
‘Professor Knowles is old too… I think it’s because of the hardships, but the old man Willet must be the same, right?’
Since he was the leader of the rebels, he must have suffered much more than Professor Knowles.
Arthur shook his head as he imagined him having changed.
‘We’ll see each other soon anyway, so let’s think about what kind of greeting we’re going to give.’
How can I make old Willett like him even though he has his characteristic surprised expression?
‘It’s actually a ghost. Would you be surprised if I said this?’
Since he was secretly a timid person, he might actually believe him to be a ghost.
It was at that time when Arthur, who burst into laughter, was thinking about this and that.
Another scent came through the tip of his nose.
Arthur, who blinked for a moment, tilted his head.
“The smell of blood?”
Being inside the dungeon, it wasn’t much of a surprise to smell the blood.
Just now, rotten blood was dripping from the corpse that hadn’t even been cleaned in the dungeon.
The problem was that the smell of blood was somehow familiar.
“This… Isn’t that the smell of Old Man Willett’s blood?”
Arthur raised his eyes and increased his running speed.
At the same time, a thousand thoughts occupied my head.
Mr. Willett is a prisoner, so maybe he was tortured and bled?
Or is it because the dungeon floor is hard and the skin is torn?
Either way was a possibility.
But either way, it’s not a very good possibility.
Because of that, the moment Arthur’s expression softened slightly, the disgusting smell of burning garbage stung the tip of his nose.
Arthur, who naturally slowed down his running speed, blinked.
Arthur opened his mouth and bowed his back.
At that moment, I saw two arms abandoned like garbage in a small space less than 2 pyeong.
Arthur looked at the arm and muttered involuntarily.
Two arms lying on the floor.
There was a faint but very familiar smell.
It was the subtle scent of a very nice old gentleman.
* * *
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Now the leader of the rebels.
He opened his closed eyes, who lived a normal yet unusual life.
‘Here… Where is it?’
Willett was unable to answer the question posed.
The thoughts in my head didn’t connect like a disconnected thread.
Because of that, he tried to raise his voice, but all that came out of his mouth was the sound of thin breathing.
In that situation, someone muttered.
“You finally woke up. Willett Crestol.”
Willett’s gaze returned to the voice calling his name.
At that moment, I saw three heads that deviated from the normal human appearance.
As soon as Willet saw that figure, he knew at once who was calling his name.
“do… Lemund… ‘s dog.”
“Dogs? I haven’t been hit yet. This rebels. ”
The dog raised the soles of its bear-like paws and struck Willett.
Willett, who was hit in the chest with a straight shot, coughed up blood.
It was difficult to breathe, possibly because of broken ribs, when a dog approached and snatched Willett’s hair.
“Now say it again. Arcane’s new [Mayor] and [Governor]. A dog.”
At his words, Willett forced his eyes to close and spat out.
The dog, who was traditionally hit with a spit mixed with blood, burst into laughter.
“… Aren’t you a bastard?”
“Even in such a situation, the mouth is alive and well.”
“Pull out your tongue. Why did you cut off your arm?”
At Willett’s words, the dog’s gaze turned downward.
Traces of harsh torture were engraved on the body of an old man.
The most notable among them were the severed arms.
The dog, who burst into laughter at that appearance, murmured.
“If you cut off your tongue, you die. You should die in public. and… .”
A smile filled with meanness hung over his lips.
“For you, a swordsman, is there any torture more certain than cutting off your arms?”
The corners of Willett’s eyes trembled slightly at the dog’s provocation.
However, no further changes were seen.
The dog burst out laughing at the unwavering appearance.
‘Chew… Does this mean that you still have pride in yourself?”
That’s why I wanted to torment you more, but if you touch me more than this, Willett Crestol.
This old man, the leader of the rebels, might really die.
That was unacceptable from the dog’s point of view.
As the leader of the rebels, he represents Arcane’s [Hope].
‘Hope to escape from Dormund’s rule. That’s why I must never die gracefully.’
Arcane Citizen. Going further, even the rebels.
I have to see this person’s death clearly with my own two eyes, and that hope will be extinguished.
After thinking, the dog grabbed Willett’s hair again.
At the same time, he shouted loudly.
“Open the door-! Executing the sentence from now on!”
With that cry, the closed iron door opened and bright sunlight poured in.
Thanks to that, Willet, who barely came to his senses, raised his eyes.
While confined in the dungeon, the scenery of Arcane that he wanted to see so much was right in front of his nose.
It was time for Willet, who had opened his mouth involuntarily, straining his eyes so as not to miss even a single detail of the scene.
Dragging Willett, the dog that came out of the iron door bent down and whispered.
“Hey, Willett Crestol. Can you see it over there?”
“Those who gathered to see your execution over there. Can you see the authors?”
Willett’s gaze returned to Gyeon’s words.
As he said, a large number of people gathered in the huge plaza.
Dog pointed at them and said.
“I intend to slaughter those bastards from now on.”
“Baby, elderly woman, handicapped… without missing anything. I’m just going to order them to shoot at random.”
Willett thought with his eyes wide open at the dog’s sudden threat.
After pondering, Willett concluded that neither was the case.
There was no reason to come to this situation and threaten.
And Willett’s prediction came true.
“It’s a good cause… It was a sweeping operation to find out the rebels gathered in the plaza. Unnecessary sacrifices were made along the way… Isn’t it?”
Willett opened his mouth at the unnecessary nonsense.
“What you want… What?”
Gyeon’s eyes lit up at Willett’s words.
“okay. Admit all your faults and kneel to me.”
Willett’s eyes widened.
In the meantime, a mischievous smile crept to the corner of the dog’s lips.
“It’s about throwing away that pride that’s not the same as yours. Then don’t spare the lives of those citizens. Willett Crestol.”