I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 100, The Way of the Sword Soul

At the end of November in the 5017th year of the Holy Empire Calendar, a grand welcome ceremony was being held in the city of Chemnitz in the Principality of Raven.

Welcome two international friends, close friends of the Holy Empire, Light Elf Whitney-Sapentus-Silverhand and Dwarf Fogg-Cold Iron.

The nobles and bureaucrats gathered together to toast and celebrate, and the residents also came out to witness the elegance of the legendary Silver Hand family and the Cold Iron clan, one of the six dwarf clans.

The grand banquet scene immediately became a stage for people to communicate. They each held their wine glasses, and what they exchanged was all about the current major policies of the Holy Empire, the direction of national policies, foreign relations, and the important positions they would play.

This is the Ravenman. Since this principality is the relative of the Black Eagle royal family and the land of dragon prosperity, the freedom of speech is relatively larger. Compared with the werewolves, they are also more confident and more tolerant to the outside world. Likes to travel and is not as xenophobic as the werewolf.

Correspondingly, the Raven people especially like to debate. In this duchy, from the nobles to the common people, everyone likes to express and argue their own opinions, ranging from common conventions agreed between villages to the governance policy of the entire duchy. Big plan, the Raven people will argue about everything they encounter, and the two sides are often arguing red-faced and out of breath. This kind of thing happens every day in the Principality. Bragging and bullying are Raven's characteristics, and they have to taste it.

Both Whitney and Fogg had standard business smiles on their faces. They seemed to be politely chatting with their hosts and spoke highly of Raven Duchy. Seeing that the atmosphere of the banquet was hot, the two protagonists of the banquet secretly hid stand up.

Finding a lounge, Whitney opened the door and cursed as soon as it was locked, and the light elves lay on the sofa with their backs stretched across their backs, without any high elf etiquette that people imagined: "These raven people are really sick. I like to fight, and I must give my position and attitude, am I sick? What does the life and death of these people have to do with me? Why should I laugh at the poverty of the werewolves with them?"

"Pretending to be aggressive is what human beings just need, and following the trend is one of the least costly." Fogg stood in front of the wine cabinet, looking at the wine in the glass cabinet, although they were all ordinary beer and fruit wine for entertaining guests However, the dwarf shamelessly took out all the wine in the wine cabinet and put it into his own Karsus' magic box.

"It's true that the werewolf is very poor, but is the raven man rich? The minimum daily salary of our light elves is equivalent to 15 copper coins. How much is the raven man, 3 copper coins? Then laugh at the evil werewolf who only has 2 copper coins?" Hui said. Ni's face was filled with irritability and contempt: "What's the use of spending money to buy my approval?"

"Don't some people just want to hear us say 'Happy New Year'?" Fogg had a straight face, and the dwarf scratched his chin: "But you are right, there is less money and more things here, and they like to constantly force We stand in line, this place is not suitable for staying for too long, we can prepare to run early."

"So, isn't this going farther and farther away? Did money really buy me, Whitney's respect?" The light elf said boredly: "It's just for the sake of money. If I don't give money, I will definitely run away." Road, I will run away later if you give me the money... Then shall we go to the Stag Principality?"

"The stag is a good place. In various senses... do we need to notify Sid?" Fogg pondered for a while and then said: "Also... maybe we should... remind him?"

"Remind me? Remind him not to lose the entire forest because of a single tree?" Whitney stomped his feet on the ground, leaning lazily on the sofa with his head in his hands: "I think, since it's free love, you should support it." , since we have feelings for each other and experience of life and death, why can't we be together?"

"That's the royal family, the royal family of the empire!" Fogg was not as cynical as Whitney, and the dwarf said in a deep voice: "How does the royal family deal with this kind of people? Didn't the history lessons of the Silver Hand family teach you? They are destined There will be no results, even... I think it is better to warn Sid."

"Then you warn me." Whitney is still indifferent: "Anyway, I don't think Sid is not worthy of this Highness. I support them to fall in love freely! Freedom or death!"

"I don't have that worldly desire." Fogg said in a muffled voice, "That's a bad woman. Even if she talks about her feelings, her logic will not change."

"Perhaps, we don't want to stay in Raven for too long." The light elf changed the topic: "I also want to prepare for penance, and I feel that the breakthrough is very close."

Holding the dragon head giant sword, Huini gently stroked the dragon pattern on its surface, as gentle as caressing a lover.

Wait a little longer, Grandpa.

I will prove it to you, to the Light Elves, and to the world.

No warrior is not as good as a wizard!

...... I am the dividing line between give me liberty or give me death......

In front of Schönbrunn Palace, the bell of fate rings.

The shock wave composed of ring after ring of sound waves runs through the entire Julian Mountains, shaking the alpine grassland.

In the center of the Holy Empire, under the direct control of Black Eagle, it is a peaceful and rich village, in a luxuriously decorated noble sanatorium.

A middle-aged man in a black robe, slightly thinner, with cloudy eyes and gray temples, had just finished taking a bath, and was sitting in a rocking chair in front of the fireplace in a thick sweater to keep warm. Dead air.

He has been recuperating in this sanatorium for more than ten or twenty years, but no one dares to underestimate this loveless guy, because he is the former Supreme Mentor of the Imperial Assassin Court, the Great Venerable of Destiny Rank "Hidden Ghost" Sha gram.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

Shaq hadn't been out of the nursing home for nearly five years. He planned to close his eyes slowly and take a nap in the afternoon, but at this moment the grand clock in the bedroom made a piercing sound.

"Cecilia? Joseph?" Shaq's eyes narrowed slightly, the muscles on the sunken cheeks of the middle-aged man trembled, and finally they gradually relaxed.

"It seems that she has made a new discovery, so I'd better go."

Turning on the switch on the fireplace, a slender emerald green thin blade was taken out of the wooden box covered with heavy seals, the middle-aged man flung his black robe and left the room.

The capital of Rezlan, Helvetia, next to the Bear Garden, a tall and mighty man with a sword and an ax hanging from his waist, with brown and lush hair like a lion but no beard, was feeding the bears. The feeding method of putting his hand directly into the bear's mouth really made the surrounding tourists feel ashamed, worried that the two-meter-high brown bear would accidentally swallow the hunk's hand together.

Facts have proved that everyone thought too much. The brown bear did bite the hunk man's hand. Amid the exclamation of everyone, the extremely strong brown bear covered its mouth and backed away again and again, and it seemed that it had bitten its teeth.

"Huh~huh~" the hunk smiled recklessly, and raised his head with his hands on his hips: "Wahhahaha~ My meat is not something that can be eaten by any creature! If you want to eat my meat, you are 2000 years too early!"

"Boom~boom~boom~" When the macho was still laughing, he caught the faint sound of a bell in his hearing.

"Cecilia?" The macho's face changed slightly, he threw away the feed in his hand and flew a dozen meters away, turned on his horse and left.

The two members of the Hell Expedition in the past heard the bell, and Sid, who was training in Schönbrunn Palace, also heard the bell of fate, which was a sound that crossed the gap between dimensions and reality.

"Concentrate!" The justice wrapped in the scabbard slammed on Sid's back, and the voice of the high priest rang in Sid's ears. She stood beside Sid, like A stern mentor: "Don't make me remind you a second time!"

"Yes!" Sid stood in the wide training ground, he straightened his waist, and stood on the spot.

"To feel, to feel every breath in the air, to feel the soul of the sword." The mature and beautiful high priest with the face of an angel and the figure of a devil stepped past Sid, her unique soft voice like spring water revealed a stern voice : "You already have the experience of soul stepping into a special field, this is not difficult for you."

Sweat had already soaked Sid's whole body, completely covering his silver-white hair on his forehead. Except for a pair of big underpants, Sid was not wearing any clothes. He stood barefoot on the training ground On the cold wooden floor, there was only a wooden sword in his hand.

The white-haired boy spent the past few days in the special training of the great priest Cecilia.

As the Supreme Holy See, Cecilia personally "washed" Sid once, and the high priest used his own power to wash away all Sid's expertise and re-memorize it.

The two specialties of the Falcon's Eye and the Mark of Abomination were erased and fused by Cecilia, and transformed into the Holy See's exclusive specialty "Eye of Judgment", which is equivalent to reserving a specialization slot for Siddor.

The specialty of Eye of the Storm was completely washed away. Cecilia customized a stronger specialty "Unyielding Purification" for Sid. Unyielding Purification can remove almost all negative effects on the body at once and in the next few seconds Completely immune to most negative states, this is stronger and more functional and flexible than the previous Eye of the Storm.

The saved third specialty position, Cecilia gave Sid a holy seat exclusive speciality "Way of Sword and Soul", which can make Sid add a powerful soul burning damage every three attacks, this This attack can ignore any armor and damage the opponent from the soul level.

The first hero-level specialty is also tailor-made for Sid under the crown of the great priest. It is called "Shadow of Judgment". In the state of sword soul, each blow will bring damage at the soul level and return to the body within a certain period of time.

That is to use one mind and two tasks in a short period of time, forming an absolute advantage of two against one in battle.

Sid is exercising this specialty at this time, and it is very difficult to master.

If you want to let the sword soul leave the body, you must have no distractions, keep your body, soul, and will in the most concentrated state, and at the same time ensure the stability and balance of the three, otherwise the fragile soul will either gradually get lost or gradually dissipate when it leaves the body , only by raising the three to their peak state at the same time can they stay awake and attack.

It was too difficult. When Sid tried Shadow of Judgment for the first time, a demented expression appeared on his face in just two seconds, and saliva, snot, and tears flowed down his face uncontrollably. He felt as if he had fallen Into the dark abyss, sinking continuously amidst the ridicule of many indescribable horrors.

At the critical moment, Cecilia knocked Sid's head from behind with the Justice to wake him up.

Come again!

Over and over again, Sid continued to condense his sword soul and then released it through his body. After several hours of continuous practice, with his amazing physical fitness and powerful soul power, he felt the exhaustion of the bone.

So hard!

But Cecilia is a cold instructor and a ruthless mentor. She did nothing but eat all day, and practiced with Sid. The maid pushed a cart full of various medicines, and the injured Drink medicine when you are tired, drink medicine when you are tired, and drink medicine when you are weak.

"Our time is very tight, and my time is also very precious. I don't have that much time for you to rest." Cecilia's voice was extremely cold, and she looked at Sid's completely swollen back of the head due to a lot of beatings, lacking even a little bit. A little sympathy, even Sid felt that she was a little gloating: "Only these few days, you have to fully grasp before we leave."

"Understood, Your Majesty!" Sid knew very well how precious and elusive this opportunity was, and he could only feel gratitude in his heart. Hearing Cecilia's reprimand, Sid responded loudly.

"Call me mentor."

"Yes, mentor!"

In this way, for several days in a row, Sid spent in penance. The more than ten hours of training every day made him tired and fell asleep as soon as he returned to the guest room at night.

Seeing him being trained like this, Celeste felt envious and distressed at the same time. When the two of them shared the bed at night, she always held him in her arms so that Sid could feel her warmth and have a good rest.

And the training is doubled every day. On the sixth day, Sid was asked to take off all his clothes and only wear a pair of shorts for training. Cecilia personally applied a special grease on his body—Naga The oil of the holy spirit of the sacred beast of the clan, the holy unicorn, the user's senses will be amplified to the maximum after the oil is applied all over the body, and a drop of dust in the training ground will be captured by Sid's hearing, sight, and smell.

This method is very risky, and mortals are easily driven crazy by the huge amount of information nearby, but Cecilia seems to have special confidence in Sid, and this method will allow him to comprehend the mystery of the way of sword soul faster.

As always, Cecilia stood behind Sid during the training, and every time his sword spirit was a little unstable, the justice with the scabbard always hit him on the back of the head on time.

Will I be fooled by this woman?Sid, who had been knocked more than three hundred times, complained in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sid couldn't help laughing again.

I don't know how many people have no chance to let the great priest smash it. If you can get this kind of opportunity, just be happy.

He is more serious.

By the afternoon of the sixth day, when the complete sword soul came out through the body and cut off the four planks thrown by Kunnyak in the air, Sid was already covered with scars all over his body, and his body was covered with scars everywhere due to intensive training. It was a crack, and the skin on the body surface covered with the oil of the holy spirit was full of shocking frostbite. The lips were dry and cracked, dripping a drop or two of bright red liquid from time to time, and the arms, back, calves, and thighs all suffered from strains and spasms of varying degrees due to fatigue. .

"Pa-ta~" The broken board fell to the ground, and Cecilia's satisfied voice sounded from the back of Sid's head.

"Very good, very good, Sid, six days, you only took six days to master the shadow of judgment." The high priest walked in front of Sid, and she stretched out her hands to hold Sid's face.

Although she couldn't see her eyes, there was still a bright smile on her beautiful face: "It's really you."

Sid panted, unable to speak to his mentor, but squeezed a hideous smile at her.

"The Shadow of Judgment has been successfully mastered, and you have already started to get rid of the gift of relief and the waterfall's last breath." Cecilia didn't seem to be particularly surprised by Sid's progress. The corner of the priest's mouth was always hooked in front of Sid : "What should I teach you next? Should I teach you the flashback of fallen leaves or teach you the magic sword?"

At this moment, a maid walked in from the outside: "Your Majesty, King Rezlan and Immortal Fighting Emperor Joseph XI have arrived."

Through the glass floor-to-ceiling windows of the training ground, Sid also saw a brown-haired man in a golden robe standing outside. He waved at Cecilia, his eyes full of admiration.

"Okay~ let's take a break, Sid, I'm going to meet an old friend." Cecilia looked relaxed, she held the just with one hand and stepped forward with a pair of long legs: "Remember to call your Royal Highness, we will have dinner together."

"Yes." King of Rezlan, this is the first time Sid has seen him.

So there is a king in Rezland?

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(End of this chapter)