Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 137
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At least three or more herbivores were overlaid and engraved. I saw it a few times, but I could never forget it. It was the swordsmanship of the Savior, the founder of Nebula Clarzie..
‘Why is this here??’
Ronan's eyes swung. It was impossible. He looked like a savior who crashed into a fireball with a fatal wound. I was still remembering.
It's ridiculous. The intoned Ronan began to examine the blackness more closely. Soon his midriff narrowed..
‘···It's rough..’
The sword itself was consistent with that of the Savior, but the impression revealed was clear It was different. Do you have to say that the appearance is the same and the implication is that the intention is different. I couldn't believe it was done by the same person..
‘It's not easy to swing with this flesh..’
Types of cutlery vary. The Savior he saw was clearly a sword-wielding author in good faith. Wielding a sword only to save or protect something.
I don't feel the flesh in the sword that they made. I'd rather not know if I felt sorry for Ben's act. It was a very rare case, so it remained in my memory clearly.
But the blackness carved on the ice was the opposite. I don't want to kill my opponent in every line. It was blooming. Jaifa's sword was the most similar, but it wasn't this much..
The suspect quickly narrowed. In the first place, there were only two people who knew how to reproduce this swordsmanship. Ronan twisted his lips. White hair and glow-colored eyes that look like themselves are in front of your eyes like a reverie I knew..
‘···That's him..’
This was the sword of the Loeb who betrayed the savior. Ronan raised his hand and touched his neck. The cool blade cut the neck bone and the texture was still clear.
I couldn't tell what it was. The swordplay he copied was supposed to seem like a provocation to the Savior.. I couldn't tell with what intent this sword was carved, but one was I was sure..
‘I didn't cut it on purpose..’
The sword was only narrow in width, and it was dug very deep. If you had only eaten your heart, the ice column would be scattered and the witch would be thrown into pieces. I could have pulled it off..
‘What do you want?.’
Additional questions were staring up at him. But it wasn't the main thing right now. Ronan was about to lift the knife again. The body was so intense that it came from behind my back.
“...What is it??”
It seemed to grab the fluff of his neck at once. Ronan slowly turned his head. There was only Sycerman darkness in the empty hallways.
He was not the only one who felt the energy. There was a loud noise from the people..
“Ba, what was it??”
“Damn it, it's not the bad man's been released.?”
Some even dropped the items they were carrying. Asel and Erzebet were looking at the gate, white and tired. Gumbo Mana was tied to Erzebet's right hand.. Tense, she laid her voice low.
“···Dear Asher. I felt it..”
“Ugh, ugh..”
Asel replied in a trembling voice. His gaze, too, lingered on the other side of the corridor. Then the sound of the gate opening from a distance rang out. Kugugung * * * The interrogator, who turned over the bird's-beak mask, rushed to the door.
“Hab * * * Ka, Karaka! Huck, this is Itargand·!”
In an instant, the interrogator, who reached the front of the group, said, with a shudder. Karaka nodded as if he were interesting.
“Cor, you came sooner than expected. Do you have a companion?”
“You came alone.···Huck, you said you didn't need help.···.”
“Thank god..”
Karaka nodded. He looked round at the people and said, " Oh, my god.".
“Gentlemen, I think we need to be prepared to have an example. Flowing fire Itargand is on his way..”
“Is Itargand? That, was that today?”
Erzebet's eyes circled. The face of the crowd hardened at once. Ronan shook his head..
“Who is Itargand? This is a mess.?”
“Navardoje's clan. You were sent from Adren to finish this event. This is surprising, I'm sure, to see you today. I thought you were here..”
“I've been hibernating for a long time. By the way, if you're a clan of Navardoje, you're a dragon.···.”
A huge boat that I saw on the pier grazed my head. Some guy with the guts is on a ship that's going to the Emperor's flagship. I wanted to, but I thought that Itar was riding a dragon..
‘A dragon you've never heard of in your previous life..’
Ronan touched his chin with an unfamiliar name. And then Schlieffen had a seedling deal between the Emperor and Navardoze. I thought I had a story. The noise of the people was growing again. There was a deafening noise from the other side of the corridor with the gate.
-KWAAAAANG!
Everyone in the seat turned their heads at the same time. Yawn, break your tongue, Ronan spits out a yell..
“Damn it. What is it??”
A bright light was permeating. The heavy door was creaking wide open. The interrogator, who ran to the far corner, cried out in dismay.
“This, Mr. Itargand.!”
One of the young men was looking at this side with his hand in his pocket. He was a handsome man with a neutral feeling. The platinum blonde was down to her shoulders..
His physique was normal, but his attire was very colorful. The epaulette uniform top is made using whole lion leather The coat was covered. The wind blowing from the ice pole flutters his coat without his arms. There were.
Even in the cold, where the ice elementals would spread their swearing, the young man was unwell.. Ronan instinctively noticed that he was Itargand. Where can you learn the momentum that overwhelms the left with presence It wasn't..
‘He's still young..’
However, Itargand's atty was smouldering. I can't be sure because I haven't seen it properly, but I still have horns. I thought it didn't work out..
Of course, it's a Red Dragon, so you don't have to say strong, but Navardoje This winter, either the witch debacle or the emperor is ridiculous It seemed clear. Itargand, who glanced at Juteka, spat out a word as if it were a disgrace.
“I would have asked you to vacate your seat..”
Ronan narrowed his midriff in a space-ringing voice. The dry voice has an arrogant and high-pressure attitude peculiar to dragons It was so buried. The interrogator replied in a trembling voice.
“Well, it's coming sooner than you expected.···Give me a little time, and I'll be there soon. I'll clean it up.!”
“It's been. Get out of the way..”
Itargand pulled his hand from his pocket. He bent his index finger slightly upward as he glanced at the crowd. Boo-woong! The bodies of those who hesitated surfaced in the air..
“Mo, the body···!”
“This is another doggystyle.?”
Ronan frowned. An invisible hand was clutching itself.
However, it was not as gentle as Asel's Invisible hand. The power control was insensitive, like a child clutching a frog.. Those held complained of pain.
“ahhhhhhhhh!”
“Oh, it hurts.···!”
The dogs included Asel and Erzebet. Ronan's face crumpled sharply.
“This ratty lizard..”
Ronan turned the knife around to break his bondage. At the same time, he shot a black gun at two people..
Standing! Two small black dogs cut off the telekinesis that was binding them. Ronan leapt high. He caught the falling Assel and Erzebet's waist with both arms around him.
“Hjak?!”
“Mr. Ronan.···!”
The two men's eyes grew larger. It was the moment Ronan landed on the floor. Itargand pushed his index finger aside as if passing a bookshelf. Kudantang! People who flew into a corner of the corridor with no fear of being swept away..
“Oh, oh, oh, oh.!”
“Me, get out of the way.!”
The people, overlaid like compost piles, laid each other down, crushed, and crushed.. Unlucky, people with skin on the floor threw up desperate screams.
“hmmmmmmmmmm. Swarm, take it off.!”
Or not, there was no change in Itargand's face.. He took a step, confirming that the witch's surroundings were clean. It was a car that took exactly five steps..
“Hey..”
Something blocked his front. Itargand looked up slowly. Ronan, glancing at him, growled low.
“If you're a dragon, you can't fuck yourself.?”
“···What are you??”
“I don't know, I apologize to them right now..”
Ronan raised his thumb and pointed to Assel and Erzebet. Acel was so surprised that his legs were loosened, and he shook. Erzebet, lifting those who fell with telekinesis, with both hands I shut my mouth..
“By the way, Lord Ronan···!”
“Huh?.”
Karaka laughed. The people who were scuffling and raising their bodies were still frozen. Itargand, still looking up at Ronan, opened his mouth..
“Do you know who you're talking to??”
“Well. Hetzling, who cares only about pretense?”
“You can make it ashy with just a breath..”
The possibility of realization was a duress. Ronan spat on the floor as if to reply. Tet! There were very pale wrinkles in Itargand's midriff, which had been drying all the time.
“You guys.···.”
Life began to bloom over Itargand's shoulders. Ronan did not back down. I didn't think I was going to lose. The atmosphere on the left is the worst, and the concept is renewed in real time. There were.
“Huh, you both calm down..”
It's not unusual for either of them to fire or pull the hilt. The situation was. Then Karaka crossed between the two. He seemed to make a man a good laugh.
“Interrogator Karaka. Mr. Itargand, I will apologize instead.···”
“Do you want to die??”
Itargand frowned. Kwazik! At the same time, Karaka sat down on one knee and hesitated. An invisible force was crushing him. Ronan reflexively tried to draw his sword, but Karaka raised his hand and gave him I restrained him..
“Karaka.”
“···Please relieve anger···.”
Karaka said sparsely. A voice seemed to squeeze between his gaping lips.
“Mother of Fire···Navardoje'S···command * * * Should not be kept···.”
“···Hyping.”
Itargand, flinching for a moment, kicked his tongue. The crushing force was gone. Karaka, who was still hesitant, coughed fiercely.
“Huh Billions·**! Curk!”
“Damn it, it's fine.?”
Ronan came running. Itargand, again expressionless, passed the two. Ronan, who encouraged Karaka, twisted his lips.
“I'm sorry. Because of me.”
“Don't say that. It was very cool..”
Karaka laughed. Fortunately, there did not seem to be any major injuries. He looked at Ronan and said, as he fixed his flowing mask.
“I'm sincere. I'm not going to see a human serving an apple against a dragon.···.”
Ronan replied by smiling coolly. He did not add that it was worth trying. That ironless dragon was listening to me..
The most urgent thing now was to drag the witch out of the ice. Itargand, stopping in front of the ice column, opened his mouth..
“Take care of the body and cull it..”
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