Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 71
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Ophelia put her hand to Ronan's cheek. Then Mana gathered into her palms and cast a cool light.
“Cheeks···?!”
Sita's eyes swung. Ophelia lifted her hand. Ronan frowned as he touched his face. The bend felt under the palm was different from the usual.
“Damn, the spirit feels weird. That's right.?”
“Yeah * * * Perfect. It's magic with catalysts. If you leave the site, I'll walk you back..”
“Piyaung···.”
When I saw Sita in a hurry, it seemed to work properly. Ronan and Sita left Phileon scared of dawn. We had to move our feet quickly to get there on time.
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It was a night when the crescent moon was smiling..
A mist of water was blooming over a swamp covered with fallen leaves. The white, dried trees were beckoning under the moonlight.
The land that can be trodden and passed through is short, making up about 30% of the swampy land It was covered with dense grass. The place of appointment to trade the essence of blood is bulging in the middle of it It was welling up.
It was a certain kofun that is now forgotten in people's memories. Two sturdy men block the stone door that serves as the entrance. Stood.
The man with the mustache scratched his head and said.
“Who did you say he was coming today? It's almost too late..”
“Stupid, did you forget that? It's Jarodine Stonesong..”
“Oh, I remembered. You said you were a wizard.?”
“Not an ordinary wizard. In the past, he was a big man who competed with the squadron Sword..”
The curly-haired man sighed. It was a shame to work with such a scruffy guy..
Why did the masters give these motley men the honor of being in power? I'm gonna do it. He opened his mouth with his gaze fixed on the front.
“The owners are looking forward to this deal, so get your mind up.. Scrolls have it right.?”
“Yeah, how many times are you asking? Don't worry too much. No matter how much he's a flying, creeping wizard, he's a human being.···”
“Shhh! There he comes..”
Curly stretched his fingers and pointed forward. There was a light from afar and it was getting close..
Soon a man with a torch walked out of the darkness. I'm wearing a long robe that covers my head to toe, so I can see my face. Could not. The gatekeepers, drawing knives, approached him..
“Jarrodine Stonesong * * * Are you right?”
“Yeah..”
Mustache frowned. It was a terrible voice reminiscent of a strangled crow. Curly hair, who took out Jarodin's portrait, said in a stern tone: "I don't know what you're going to do.".
“Please take the hood off because you need to identify it..”
“I do..”
The man in the identity Doe gently flipped the hood. A tacky, lean face appeared.
Overly deep blue eyes, the beauty of the past Thick and clear eyebrows that are kept a little bit. The curly hair that contrasted the portrait and his face put the knife inside.
“Confirmed. Top Meiji Jarodin Stonesong.”
“Yeah, thank you..”
“Let's go in. Dear people are waiting.”
Curly led him to the mounds. Jarodin's mustache, which glanced at Jarodin's color, said sarcastically:.
“It's too dry. I thought it was a monster..”
“Shut up. Don't be rude to your guests..”
“It doesn't matter, open the door..”
“Alas, Neb!”
The gatekeepers opened the stone door. From the other side of the exposed passage, a cool wind came from the hook. The smell of blood poking through his nose narrowed Jarodin's midriff. Curly pointed inside the mounds and said.
“Keep walking along the big road. Please note that the interior is complex.”
“I think it's bigger than I thought.···I have a little dark night eyes.- can't you guide me? - No, no, no, no, no.?”
“That's what we have to do. Sorry..”
Curly bowed politely. You can help either of them, but maybe you can protect the entrance. In addition to this, he had a separate mission. Jarodin touched his chin and asked.
“Then I can't help it. You don't have any outside guards other than you.?”
“Yes? Uh· * * Yes, but.”
“Well done. I'll give you a gift..”
Jarodin, rummaging through the inside pocket, pulled out one of the scrolls.. At best, it was a very small scroll with only a finger.
Jarodin cast the scroll without the gatekeeper questioning him. Shuuk! A translucent cube enveloped the three. The noise from the outside disappeared in a moment.
“This is * * * silent···”
It was the car where curly hair was trying to say something. There was something in Jarodin's robe..
His world, with the texture of the wind scratching his neck and passing through it Tilted. Tuk. The curly-haired gatekeeper's head fell to the floor. The yawning mustache's eyes grew as if they were popping out..
“hmmmmmmmmmmm. This, what is this···!”
“It's dead right away. Were you human??”
I thought it was a terminal vampire, but it just seemed like it was in power. Jarodin, leaping straight forward, swung his arms. Standing. Sikerman blade figure arc and red line on the neck of the mustache at the same time It looks like it..
“Curk···!”
“You must have drunk a little more blood..”
He instinctively noticed that his head had fallen off his body. The regenerative power gained by selling souls to vampires prevents instant death. There was. Mustache crushed his parietal with his right hand and put it in his pocket I took the scroll I had left out with my left hand..
“Uaaaaak!”
“A fuck, it's a surprise..”
The mustache was groggy and tried to unseal the scroll. Jarodin calmly struck. Standing! His arms soared into the air at the same time as his head, which had been cut off at a distance. Jarodin breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the body being destroyed.
‘You did a good job of putting a silent spell on it..’
It almost happened from the beginning. What he used was an ultra-small silent previously presented to Schlieffen Scroll was.
Then I saw a scroll shuffling in a pool of blood.. His mustache was desperately trying to rip off the seal. Jarodin, exactly, Ronan, polymorphic as Jarodin, looked up..
‘What is this??’
I could not guess the use. Ronan picked up the scroll. The string of the bundle was broken and stamped on the scroll Magic was cast. Shuaak! The wall of Mana, which rose slowly, blocked the stone gate. Ronan laughed..
“···It's been a lot of hard work..”
Maybe I was going to block the entrance so Jarodin wouldn't run away. Seemed to be. It was prepared against Jarodin, so it looked solid.. They can't even get through..
Ronan, in his mind, searched the sleeves of his curly hair. Not surprisingly, the same scroll was hidden. Ronan, taking the scroll, said, lifting the robe.
“Sita. Put it away..”
“Cheeks..”
Sita pulled her face out of her robe. That was one of the reasons he came wearing a robe that didn't fit.
Sita spread her wings, checking the blood streaks that were popping up all over the place. The blood that remained in the body of the corpse, as well as a grain of sand in the robe It was absorbed by Sita's body as a drop of blood without leaving any traces of blood.
After a few seconds, the scene was clean. Ronan laughed with satisfaction as he saw the withered bodies like mummies.
“Good job. You won't get caught up in this..”
It was a measure to avoid attracting the attention of vampires. The smell of blood is already coming from inside me. It seemed unlikely, but there was nothing bad to be careful about. After work, Sita lurked inside the robe again. Ronan took his steps along the aisle..
‘He's in good condition..’
The passage led underground. Elaborate masonry stood out. It's a swamp, so there's water and mud everywhere, but there's a trail of water. The same thing did not look. Ronan said that the architectural style applied to this tomb is the temple of Sarante and I noticed it was similar..
‘It's a coincidence·.’
The interior was quite complex. It was a tomb with a structure that seemed to have been buried in the ground as it was in the building.
Ronan walked only along a large aisle, as the curly-haired gatekeeper said. The deeper I went, the darker the smell of blood. Soon, the field of view will expand, and the space reminiscent of a banquet hall is in front of your eyes It unfolded..
“Came. I'm really here. That's Jarrodine Stonesong..”
“It's been a long time since you traded with a human being..”
“Too dry. I can't get three glasses of blood..”
In the middle of the banquet hall is a long stone table that looks 10 meters long There was. Twenty young men and women sat around the table. They were the owners of one beautiful appearance..
‘A lot of them are here..’
It's not that hard to notice that they're all vampires. Did. Forty red eyes were staring at Ronan. Ronan narrowed his midriff with a sticky gaze that seemed to lick.
“Uh ... Uh ... Uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh···.”
“Stay still. You've got a guest..”
On the table, three men and a woman were lying bound. There were two women and one man, all with blood from the nape and wrists. It was spilling out excitedly..
Ronan thought it was nice to have a sack on their heads. If you look at the face that appeals to you, it may be difficult to maintain the opposite sex There was. Then the vampire who was sitting in the front seat raised his body..
“It's an honor to meet you. Jarrodine Stonesong. Zweiß von Arnstapel, the head of the Bloody Hook..”
Tsubai was a blonde young man. It was a raucous name for the mosquito club captain down. He pointed to the people on the table and said.
“It took longer than I thought, so I heard the meal first. Do you want to be with me now??”
The buttered, soft voice was impressive. Ronan did not respond. Looking at the faces of the vampires, he kicked his tongue like a nasty one.
“It's just a deal, but you brought in too much..”
“Please understand. There are a lot of people who want to see you..”
“You can see that this is the power that's gathered.?”
“Yes. It's actually power..”
“The quintessence of adenocarcinoma is?”
“Of course, I brought it. As soon as you finish the transaction, we will extract and process the processing.”
“Good. What do you want??”
“Be our Authority.”
For a moment, the red film wound up. It was as Ophelia expected. Ronan replied gravely: "No, no, no, no, no, no.".
“···You're making an unspeakable sound..”
“It doesn't sound like it's going to be right away. I'll give you a 10-year moratorium. Once you make a blood pledge, and when the time comes, you come to us. will be.”
“Are you asking me to be a slave to your vampires?.”
“I know you came to us because you were so desperate. The fact that mortals seek the essence of blood in the blood· * * Nine in ten Isn't it to save someone you care about??”
Ronan's face hardened for a moment. Tsubai, who captured it without missing it, smiled a heinous smile.
“Haha, I think I'm right..”
“Shut up..”
“Well· * * If this deal is destroyed, the quintessence of blood is hard to get anywhere It's going to be. We could barely find it after a while of searching for it..”
Tsubai politely replied. If you put it off with the conversation you had with Ophelia, it's likely that it's true. It was big. Ronan twisted his lips.
“What happens if I refuse??”
“I'm sorry. You probably won't be able to get back safely..”
“Well.?”
Perfect! Tsubai bounced his finger. At the same time, twenty vampires raised their bodies in unison. They approached without a sound, and surrounded Ronan as if he were surrounded..
“This is what you're doing.?”
“Don't be stupid. You will feel that Mana is being disturbed. Even if you're a wizard of your level, there are treasures everywhere that you can never ignore are arranged.”
I didn't notice it at all. When I heard it for sure, there was a suspicious aura in every corner of the banquet hall. I felt coming out. Tsubai laughed, revealing his fangs.
“Even if you use magic to escape, there is irreparable damage You'll see. The circle may collapse and you'll never use magic again..”
“You were preparing it in advance..”
“It is your misfortune to be blinded by desperation. Jarrodine Stonesong, as a wizard like you, respects you when you make suggestions You better accept it..”
I felt the life stirring. The vampires were running at the moment, and they were getting their eyes full of momentum.. I thought I would have been able to do it, but I would have prepared it properly. I didn't know. Ronan, sinking, shook his head..
“···I accept the offer..”
“It's an excellent choice. Then I'll proceed with the bloody oath..”
Tsubai pulled a red sheet of paper from his inner pocket. Made of goat's leather, most used for magical vows It was parchment. Ronan, sighing, was trying to squeeze blood from his little finger..
“Wait a minute· * * Before that, I need to see the essence of the blood. Who's the bowl??”
“You'll find out when you finish your pledge anyway..”
“Vampires. Keep in mind that this side is making concessions..”
Ronan looked at Tsubai without speaking. The young head of the Bloody Hook knows that it's not bravado There was. With a thin sigh, Tsubai put his right hand on his chest.
“After· * * Okay. I'll show you specifically..”
As he lifts his palm, the Mana mass of scarlet is jeopardized It came out. It was a look that matched what Ophelia said. Ronan nodded..
“You're a bowl. You seem to care as a leader.?”
“Yes.”
“Then it's all right. It took me a long time..”
“Yes.?
Ronan, who had a separate robe, pulled the hilt. The sword, which flew at an unrecognizable speed, was pulled over Tsubai's limb. Standing! Four limbs fell off his body almost simultaneously.
“Uh···?”
“If it was the real Jarodin, he could have been hit..”
Tsubai's eyes swung. It was a moment when the vampires around him were trying to shout something. Ronan spun straight wide and swung his sword. Choaak! Five heads rose into the air.
“Cur-A-word-A-word-a-word -!”
“Tsu, Tsu-bai!”
A belated scream burst out with a fountain of blood. Ronan stepped on his headless body and jumped up. The vampires, who hurriedly turned their bodies, swung their nails and blades. Ronan had already escaped the siege. He's a vampire who moves like he's alive with his head cut off. I looked at my body and sighed.
“Fucking mosquito chicks.···.”
Ronan's move was not that of a wizard. In his hand was a black, translucent knife. The vampires cried out in consternation at the sudden catastrophe.
“Ka, Knife···?!”
“Damn it, you said you were a wizard. What happened?!”
“Refurbished! Keep your mind up, refurbished.!”
“Assholes, this unfortunate thing happens because you're blind to preconceptions. That's it..”
At that time, Ronan, blocking the entrance to the banquet hall, threw his robe off.. Sita, who was hanging on his back all the time, spread her wings and flew away.
“Cheek.!”
“I didn't think Jarodin would have wielded a knife.?"
“Me, that's it.···!”
The vampires ' faces paled as they saw Ronan's waist dance. Dozens of silver terminals were hanging along his revolution. Ronan opened his mouth, ripping off the scroll he had taken from the gatekeeper's body.
“Well···Don't think anyone will survive..”
The scroll unfolded. The Mana barrier rose and blocked the entrance to the banquet hall. Ronan, clutching the hilt, ran toward the vampires..
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