Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 234
234. Black Man(2)
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“Yeah * * * Off, where's Navardoje·?”
The black man said. My tongue was curly because I was drinking too much. Ronan opened his mouth, lightly gripping the hilt.
“What do you say??”
“Shichimi· * * Knows how much you have the power of her. Big * * * At first I thought it was an imprint, but I looked closely at the embers at all You got it moved..”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. He was advertising that he was just related to Navardoje..
He looked around hurriedly as he tried to answer something. Fortunately, the shop was noisy, so there was no voice..
‘What, you bastard.?’
Just one could overheard their conversation. The owner, who was rubbing the cup without speaking, suddenly found a cupboard with ingredients I started rummaging. He looked at the cupboard for a while, and he laughed in perplexity.
“Oh, my god, the radian cheese fell. I'll go out and buy it for a minute..”
“It's just inspiration. I'm gonna drink more of that..”
“It's the best place to go, so I can't help it. I'll be here in a minute. I'll put a bottle here, so you're free to follow me..”
There were no birds to dry. The owner placed a bottle of brandy on the bar table and left the store. Ronan crushed his lower lip..
‘Damn it..’
It was clear that he was going to listen to the conversation and report it. Maybe to let Navardoje know that someone has appeared.. Ronan, who was in a hurry, said to the black man: "I'm not going to be here.".
“I think you drank too much, but I don't know what you're talking about. I'm in a hurry..”
“Don't sit down. There's still so much alcohol left..”
“There's a rush. The liquor is moderately sweet.···.”
【I'm not going to say it twice. Sit down..】
The man's voice changed. A sense of oppression, like wildfire, crushed his shoulders. Ronan's midriff crumpled..
“Let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see..”
Shrig! Reflexively drawing his sword, Ronan pointed it at the man's neck. The culprits were perceptibly fast. The tip of La Mancha stops at a gap between his neck and a sheet of paper. Stood. The man tapped the blade with his index finger..
“That's a good sword..”
“Where does the guy with his hair grow like a sissy keep weighing it. Let's try it.?”
Ronan growled. The second thing that looked strong was that I didn't want to make a fuss, so I ignored it. I didn't mean to put up with it if it kept coming out like this. The man, who had been talking for a while, opened his mouth..
“He's funny, too. No, you pointed a knife at me. And then the fight will be immortal.···.”
“I'm not kidding. Just one more intimidating Joe. You or I'll die..”
“Chuckling· * * I feel good now, so forgive me for my rudeness. Sit down..”
The black man pointed to a chair with the tip of his chin. The leaden Ronan sat back in his seat. I thought about it, and I thought it would be okay to hang out a little bit..
‘I think he's crazy. Let's pry some information..’
Ronan's head rolled quickly. I had to act rationally. Anyway, it's a bunch of people who are catching up with the owner right now, and looking for Navardoje. When I saw her, there seemed to be something wrong with her..
Navardose was also closely influenced by Adren. Maybe some useful information will come out. Ronan, determined to do so, picked up a glass and followed the brandy. And he slipped in the direction of the man..
“Yeah. Let's talk somewhere..”
“You have to come out like that..”
The black man received a glass. I kept thinking, when I saw it at Aurora Scal, the atmosphere was It was quite different. If you drink alcohol, you're the type of person who changes. A man with a sip of brandy shed admiration.
“···This is fine. It's the best thing I've ever eaten here..”
“That worked out. When did you come to Adren??”
“I came with you. The boat was cozy, so it was fine..”
“What's wrong??”
Ronan frowned. The man, completely emptying the glass, wiped his mouth. He tells me that he hid in the Red fan and stowaway Gave.
“Goddamn it, when did you hide??”
“Well· * * Anyway, I'm grateful to you. I can't get into Adren because I have a problem. Off.”
“He's a weird guy. This one..”
I didn't get a sense of what he was doing, so I was off-limits.. It seemed to me that I could go into the main story. Ronan, filling the glass, spoke.
“Navardoje, Navardoje···Why do you keep looking for that married woman? If you're banned from entering, you're not going to be the Dragon King..”
“I don't know who the Dragon King is now. I'm not interested. It's a motley dragon that doesn't have anything to see..”
“Then why?”
“To kill. There's something else..”
The man spat insipid. In the red film that came for a moment, the surrounding sounds were loud. Ronan's mouth opened slowly..
“Kill him? Navardose?”
“What are you asking twice? Literally to kill. Because it's the biggest stumbling block to my goal..”
“···Do you seriously think that's possible? I've seen Navardoje myself.?”
I couldn't stop laughing because I was poisoned by alcohol. What is this bastard saying now??
Ronan could be sure. The drunkenness in front of my eyes seemed strong, but never to Navardoje. It was not unparalleled. She was something out of specification, like Cain or Abel.. The black man shook his head..
“I haven't yet, but I've killed one of those clan members. His name was Gargarens..”
“Gargarens?”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. It was clearly a name in memory. The Red Dragon I saw when I traveled through the memory of the Savior Cain. One of Navardoje's blood relatives, he sliced his horn at the Savior and fled It was an ugly dragon..
“Yeah. I killed him because he walked through the city. The guy with no horns was fighting..”
“···No sanctions came in.?”
“Hyped. There would have been sanctions. If anyone had come to lay the ground, they would have killed it on the spot..”
The black man emptied the glass. Why did Navardoje, who valued the clan, not Impose sanctions Unknown. Maybe it was busy at Dreemoor, or something happened..
‘He's bigger than I thought..’
But it was amazing to catch Gargarens. Even if you cut your horns and became Mojiri, red was red.. Of course, the story was different in the case of Navardoje..
“I think it's a little bit of strength. But you can't beat Navardoje. I'm seriously saying that one of her boobs is more cell than you..”
“I don't know until I see it stuck.···Off, for me, the weapon of the hoard is the weapon of the hoard. There you are..”
“Weapons of spleen?”
“Yeah. You must have seen it..”
Ronan says that he is talking about the weapon he made in Aurora Scala I noticed. It was just a window with a pillar..
I don't know where I hid that big thing, but I didn't see it now. The appearance of the two Poison dragons, who were disastrously killed, grazed their eyes.
“You killed Drahabier and Landohydel with that hoard of weapons??”
“Dra * * * What? I don't remember every single name of the things I catch..”
“It's too much. There were two green dragons..”
“···Alas, yes. I've been experimenting with performance since I walked through the city. It's not bad..”
The black man clattered. It was this bastard who killed the Poison Dragon Rich man. I was a little worried when I heard it.
The thickness of the scales of Drahabier and Navardose is incomparably different I'll do it, but once I get through the Dragon's scales and body at once, I'll get through the dragon's scales and body at once. It was a discarded weapon. Ronan asked.
“So why the hell are you trying to kill Navardoje? What's the plan??”
“I will destroy the Balon Empire..”
“···Well.?”
“That is exactly what puts all who enjoy the land in a fireball It's my goal. It took a long time. Navardose is the most powerful ally of the empire, so I want to put it away and start it first. It's gonna be..”
Ronan said nothing. His head seemed to have been hit by a siege. An arrogant attitude that treats Navardoje as a mere obstacle Even if I hit the second, the goal itself was too much..
“Why suddenly the empire comes out···?”
“It's a personal grudge·and one thing I've been worried about since. I was there.···.”
The man took a bottle of brandy. Every time the neck was chuckled, the contents disappeared at a rapid pace. The man who emptied the bottle in exactly five sips opened his mouth.
“Puha···Where did that black come from?.”
“Sword? This one.?”
Ronan lifted La Mancha. The man placed the bottle roughly on the table. Clang! The bottle that didn't win the power shattered and the glass splashed. He was not arousing.
“Yeah,···Look here..”
“I don't like the spirit..”
【Shut up and give it to me. I have something to confirm..】
For a moment the man's eyes grew harsh. A living thing over a black coat covered the tavern. It was not compared to when I overheard Ronan sitting in his seat..
“Curk···!”
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.!”
Three or four guests who did not win the overbearing feeling fainted, biting the foam. The whole tavern was in chaos. Ronan's face hardened savagely..
“What are you gonna do with me now??”
【I won't say it twice. Bring the sword down here..】
Ronan grasped the hilt, but the man was stubborn. Because of the flow of life, the bones of the whole body were going to go away..
‘Why are you fucking all of a sudden? Cut one?’
Ronan was in full distress. Suddenly, guests began to rise all over the taverns. They could also see the flesh sprouting over the man's shoulder.
“Hey, you're kidding me..”
“You broke all the alcohol. If you're going to fight, you're going to go out and fight, what are you doing??”
People who looked like they were wearing fists came around. It was noticeable that one large and colorful imprint was engraved. The black man snarled low as he glanced at them.
【Don't get involved, the dregs of the dragon. You want to die..】
Ronan scowled. Now the man's attitude is different from what he saw at Aurora Skal It was disappearing. The guests, who had been bungling for a moment, laughed.
“Now, the dregs of the Motley Dragon? Did you dare to call my master Labientera a Motley dragon??”
“Let's see. You're crossing the line. Chuck looks like an outsider. Where's the hangout??”
“Get it! Let's beat him up.!”
In the end, this division came out. One or two angry guests rushed in. People rushing from all directions except the front are water buffalo It looked like a swarm. The black man, still looking at them, opened his mouth..
【If you want to die, you have to do that..】
“Oh, this is crazy..”
For a moment, the black man's hands blurred and disappeared. Ronan uttered a yell and pulled the hilt. Kaaaang -! A sharp metallic sound rang out. The eyes of the man who was running in front of him grew as if they would pop out..
“Huh, huh.!”
La Mancha and the black man's hands were standing in front of his nose.. His white, pale hands held the blade like a shark in the door of his prey.
Whisk. The man hesitated in his seat. The pee came from between the loosened legs. If this young man had not stopped him, he would surely have died. The blade, which contains the color of the polar light, digs thinly into the palm of a man There were.
‘Hard···!’
Ronan twisted his lips. It wasn't this much when I fought Schlieffen's Mithril Longsword.. A black man staring at La Mancha opened his mouth.
【It's a holy sword, too. I've never forgotten a single moment..】
“···What the hell are you doing??”
Ronan told Touro that he was stuck. I didn't say it was a holy sword, but it was the first time I had been caught. I was looking up one or two in intense wonder, but now I'm looking at it. I couldn't afford to pay attention to that place..
‘Damn it, it's not easy..’
Ronan shook it. The blade caught by the man is as if it had been crushed in a rock somewhere. Did.
It seemed difficult to avoid a fight. As Ronan clutched the hilt, the sword was crimson. Choak! At the same time he pulled his arm, Pivora bounced. A black man, moaning briefly, stepped back..
【Big···!】
“I warned you. You or I die..”
Ronan growled. Drops of blood were dripping from the black man's hands. A long stab was crossing his palm.
【It hurts my skin. Too···!】
The black man's mouth rose. I didn't see a painful feeling, even though it was a bitter wound..
The guests who rushed were as firm as statues in their places. A deep-breathing Ronan was preparing for the next attack. The girl's voice rang in her head..
[Run..]
“···Lin?”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. It was the voice of the unmistakable Holy Sword Lin. It was the first time since I previously broke colic in Aurora Scala.
[You're not the opponent you can beat right now. Come on..]
Lin's tone felt somewhat urgent. He had been here for a long time and suddenly I couldn't see why he was doing this. He's so dangerous.?
‘Wait a minute..’
The name of a certain being struck Ronan's head. The information that had been given so far was rigid. Strange strength, Black Coat, Hatred of the Empire.
“You···Don't do it.···.”
【Not continue. Navardoje's whereabouts will be asked again after he has pulled his limbs..】
I only knew the black man's identity. The enemy, shining under his hair, was smouldering with hate. It was the car Ronan was trying to say. Kwang! Suddenly, the ceiling of the tavern broke, and a huge dragon's hand popped out. The frozen guests screamed.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Well, what is it??!”
“De, Dragon?!”
His hands, covered with blue scales, were huge enough to hold a bull. The tension that remained tight broke for a moment. His grasp, flying like the wind, gripped the black man's body.
【I found it.!】
【Curk···!】
The man shook his teeth. The huge hand slipped out of his grip. The body of the grand Blue Dragon was visible through the hole through which it had been drilled.
“Shival, what happened??”
Ronan, distracted, ran out of the tavern. Bang! At the same time as he kicked the door, dozens of soldiers, three dragons, cheese The owner, who had gone out to buy it, appeared. Ronan and the owner, whose eyes were on him, shouted, " Oh, my god!".
“Young man, are you okay??!”
“This is what the hell is going on.?”
“Alas, I hurried as much as I could, but I'm glad you're safe. I didn't know he was going to come into our store..”
The owner sighed with relief. When I turn my head, a blue dragon of similar size to Drahabier is black I could see him clutching the man. The man, gripped in his blue grasp, was biting his teeth..
【Let go···la···!】
【It's no use resisting. Abandon hope.】
Blue Dragon said boldly. In detail, not only the grasp, but three or four geometric enchantments He was shackling the man's body. It seemed to be the magic of the redemption series. Then the White Dragon, which was behind the soldiers, walked forward.
【You came in shamelessly. If you're going to sneak in, you should have hidden the traces properly. Your arrogance was wrong..】
“Examiner?”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. The white dragon's voice matched the old man in charge of the examiner.. The nervous soldiers were pointing at the man with their spears. Vanartier, returning to the scene, exclaimed towards the black man.
【Maryon Orse, I arrest you on the spot for smuggling and killing sentries.!】
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