Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom

The speculations of red and orange intertwined in a mess.

The Knights of Amaranth, who regained their sanity after escaping from the Troll Warchief’s peers, had no choice but to fall back in the aftermath of Ren’s fight with the Warchief even as they cut down the trolls.

A blow with the intent to kill each other without fail.

Every time the huge curved sword and the first spirit collided, something that made my heart thump burrowed deep into my heart.

“The conditions of the trolls have definitely become strange.”

“You’re trying to get away from Lord Ren.”

As Ren’s momentum grew stronger, the trolls withdrew, perhaps reluctant to approach him.

A few of them fled into the woods and disappeared, showing the fear on their faces.

‘It’s an overreaction. What on earth is Lord Ren so afraid of?’

Arthur didn’t understand.

Doesn’t it look like the members of the troll warchief getting hit by the piercing?

However, it was the first time I heard that humans could spray peers, and if it was sprayed, it should affect the members, but the knights didn’t feel anything.

“Kill them all in this gap!”

“They can’t react properly! Aim for the vitals and kill them at once! Don’t lose your strength!”

The knights had already lost all their stamina from fighting the trolls and running nonstop to this place.

My muscles were already screaming, and if I stopped cutting even for a second, I felt like I would collapse.

thud!!

Arthur constantly turned his head as he cut down the trolls.

I tried to capture the battle between Warchief and Ren as much as possible.

‘Unusual.’

Clearly, Ren’s swordsmanship was so clever and so great that it was difficult to gauge its level, but every single movement was visible.

At first glance, the movement was simple and leisurely enough to feel like a lower-ranking knight rather than a master, or perhaps the highest-ranking knight.

‘Rather, it’s more relaxed… … .’

It is more difficult because it is not fast and leisurely.

For Arthur, who always thought that faster and stronger was the way to move forward, a shudder shuddered as if a flash of light passed through his head.

‘Yeah, I guess.’

The experiences and reflections on them that came flooding into my head were organized one by one and began to settle into a clear image.

“Captain! what now-”

“Shh. You seem to have realized something.”

After checking Arthur’s condition, the members surrounded him and escorted him.

Fortunately, the trolls did not show any will to fight.

Still extremely tense and alert, the standing knights watched Ren and the Warchief fight blankly as the trolls did not attack.

bang! bang! bang! bang!!

Their sentiments were not very different from Arthur’s.

The only difference is that Arthur got enlightenment from it and they didn’t.

“How can you reach that level at that age?”

“Ha, I never thought I’d be so leaning on someone who’s only been in the North for a month.”

“I agree with you, rather respect it.”

“When I first saw him, I thought that a young guy who didn’t know how to be cool was cocky… … , Now it turns out that I was a stupid idiot.”

Ren’s will was evident in each sword strike.

The strong will to kill the warchief and save his comrades seemed to overwhelm even the troll warchief.

Kwaaang!!

The chohon carrying the energy collides with the curved sword and vibrates.

“Kreur… … .”

A troll warchief with glowing red eyes full of murderous intent.

There were several blows that other guys should have been knocked out of, but the person in front of them withstood them all.

On the contrary, the will of humans was too dangerous for trolls to the extent that there were even moments of overwhelming them.

He was a man who had to be killed no matter what.

“Crw, wow, wow!!”

The troll warchief opened his huge mouth wide, knocking Ren out of position with a huge swing of his curved sword.

Intense speculation that surges in an instant.

Ren’s highly sensitive senses recognize it and inform him of the danger.

‘I can’t avoid this… … !’

After a brief moment of judgment, Ren raised his spirits.

Havenberg Swordsmanship

– Fifth Season

– Flowering

At the same time as Ren’s sword was thrust forward with energy.

aaa!!

A powerful shockwave pours from the troll warchief’s mouth.

“Keugh!”

The Phantom Sword, which had been splendidly flying through the air like a flower blooming and scattering energy, tried to withstand it by scattering shock waves, but Ren’s body flew all the way to the hard tree due to the shock that penetrated it soon! and bumped into

“Sir Ren!”

“sh*t! Should we step in too?”

“Didn’t you just see? How do you stop that ruthless attack? If all of us were there, we would have been swept away and killed?”

A few knights tried to protect Ren, but soon stopped.

I didn’t have to go out. Because Ren stood up from his seat, groaning in pain.

Ren endured the rush of pain and let out a blank laugh when he realized the troll warchief’s attack a moment ago.

“Ha, was this possible with speculation?”

It was clearly his speculation that soared intensely and became tangible.

Even general ki (氣) was used in real battle, but he thought he couldn’t do that, and he was just pathetic.

Knock-

There is not much time to even contemplate the previous fight.

The troll warchief, realizing that Ren wasn’t feeling well, was already rushing in.

thud!

Ren, who rolled on the ground to avoid his curved sword, fired an evil spirit at his leg with his first shot.

‘done.’

A snake demon completely wrapped around his legs.

Sensing this, the warchief hardened his expression, limped, and stamped his own leg with his staff.

Then, the evil spirit that clung to his body was sucked into the staff.

‘Tsk, I’ll have to be careful when dealing with shamans from now on.’

The goblin shaman used to do that. Shamans use the power of the soul… … .

I didn’t really feel it until then, but I can understand it when I face it myself.

That they are the experts at handling souls.

“Kra la la rock!!”

The troll warchief, who had a tired expression on his face as if he was really persistent, rushed in quickly and stabbed Ren with the staff in his left hand as he slashed his curved sword.

Destructive power to the point where you can hear the sound of the air being torn apart.

Overwhelming power that can only be dealt with with great strength.

Ren pushed his staff aside, dug in, and raised his sword.

Chew!!

The orange spirit pierced the warchief’s shield of red spirit, and the gray energy of the first spirit split the thick skin.

Before the last wound on his chest had fully healed, another new wound appeared.

“Kaaa!!”

Ren thought he had a chance to win, but his judgment was too hasty.

Throwing down his staff and curved sword, the warchief grabbed Ren’s left shoulder with his right hand and struck him with his left fist.

Kwaaang!!

Fortunately, he raised his arm to prevent it from getting hit in the head, but Ren lost his first spirit and rolled several times on the ground, falling out for a long time.

“Keugh… … .”

This time it really felt like some of my ribs were broken.

The right arm that blocked the fist did not move well, and the left shoulder that was caught was cracked, and even the slightest movement caused a tingling pain.

“Sir Ren!”

“sh*t! We have to go and stop it.”

“Get out of the way, I’ll stop you, so take cover.”

At that time, Arthur, who had fully realized his realization, kicked off the ground and ran.

Arthur’s sword, which passed between the members in an instant, rushed toward the warchief, who was running toward Ren.

bang!

The warchief’s right hand, stained with blood, grabbed Arthur’s sword as it was.

“Kuk!”

Looking at the glowing red eyes, Arthur flinched involuntarily.

‘As the level rises, it only feels more terrible.’

Look at the speculation of that viciously shimmering bastard.

Previously, I couldn’t see it properly, but as I reached the level of a high-ranking knight, I could feel it more and more clearly.

Whoo-!

The troll warchief, who had thrown Arthur into the air with a sword, ran to Ren as if he had no interest.

Other Amaranth members joined in.

Swords dug in from all sides.

As if he wasn’t afraid of the sword in front of him, the warchief grabbed the arms of the two knights and crashed them into each other while being cut by the sword.

“Heuk!”

“Kaak!”

The two knights collapsed with a painful groan from the shock.

A knight thrusting his sword from behind stabbed the warchief in the side.

After that, I tried to pull out the sword again, but the sword did not budge.

The warchief, who made it impossible for him to pull out his sword by moving his muscles, let out a fishy laugh at the knight and grabbed his neck.

“Big… … .”

Afterwards, he took out the sword stuck in his side and inserted it into the side of the knight just like himself.

“Kuaaa!!”

Amidst the agony of going mad, the blue-tinged sword rushed towards the warchief with the sound of urgent footsteps.

Arthur, who had been thrown, ran back and cut off the skin of the warchief’s right arm.

The warchief’s right arm, half tattered to the extent that his bones were visible. Arthur dealt with the warchief while his colleagues hurriedly picked up the member who had fallen to the floor.

‘her… … , to recover so quickly?’

The warchief’s wounds from the knights and his own sword were healing fast enough to be seen.

His tattered wrists were almost invisible, and the small wounds inflicted by the knights had already healed.

Arthur felt helpless for a moment.

‘How on earth did Sir Ren wound that monster?’

The two scars on his chest that Ren had created were still there.

The wounds supposed to have been cut last time have healed a little, but the wounds are still deeply seated, and the wounds made just a moment ago are still bleeding as if they are not recovering.

“Damn it, retreat for now! Everyone injured-.”

“no!”

Ren, who was resting against a tree, objected to Arthur’s decision.

Ren gets up from his seat while gritting his teeth.

My whole body was twitching, but I forced myself to stand up at the thought that if it were not now, the odds of catching the troll warchief were getting slimmer.

“If it’s not now, there’s no chance of catching him.”

“But it’s impossible to catch him in his current state!”

The more I reached the edge, the more I knew.

That the troll warchief is really a monster. And to catch such a monster, Ren must be needed.

‘If we lose Sir Ren here, there really is no future in the North.’

Arthur thought Ren was stubborn for nothing.

“No, we still have one more last move left.”

“yes? what is that… .”

Another Northern powerhouse caught in the senses of Arthur, who was spitting out questions.

The reinforcements that had been forgotten for a while arrived here just in time.

“The trolls are running away, so I did something, but it doesn’t make sense.”

A short gray-haired middle-aged man who calmly fell from a tree.

Stefan Ibenschutz.

The northern commander came as a reinforcement.

“father!”

“Father, say Commander.”

The troll warchief seemed to be wary of Stefan, but he let out a low cry and did not readily attack.

Meanwhile, Ren approached Stefan.

“It’s impossible to kill him unless you slit his throat or burst his heart.”

“Then what should I do?”

“I will kill you. Commander, I want you to create an opportunity.”

The wounds on the warchief’s body were healing rapidly in real time.

However, in contrast to that, the two long sword scars left on the chest.

The wound could not be healed at all.

‘It’s a wound made by Ren. But how did you do it?’

It was as if some power left in the wound was suppressing the troll warchief’s resilience.

Stefan knew Ren’s condition was serious, but as he had said, if not now, the troll warchief would return with great disaster, and agreed with him.

“I will make it. Take the opportunity to intervene.”

“All right.”

Stefan ran.

The warchief was attacked by a fierce and courageous sword spirit like that of the warriors of the north.

‘Is that the northern commander’s swordsmanship?’

Ren let out a low exclamation in deep admiration. But there is a faint sadness in it.

‘Have I only seen the swordsmanship of people who are so great?’

Even Stefan’s swordsmanship, which reached the rank of a senior knight, felt somewhat regrettable.

bang! bang! bang!

A snowstorm broke out in all directions.

The wind from their clash created thick dust and icy shards like frost that bound the troll warchief.

Blue cold air gathered in Stefan’s sword. A spiral of cold air surged up from the bottom of the warchief as it spun and plunged into the ground.

‘now!’

Stefan shouted inwardly. When I looked away, Ren was already charging in half a beat ahead.

The orange speculation burned roaringly as if burning the last remaining life.

Ren’s final sword cut horizontally at the warchief, who was overcome with cold and unable to properly control his body.

Awesome!!

A huge, vicious head fell to the floor. The huge body, which seemed like it would never collapse, fell forward and spilled blood.

coo!!

Dust and blizzards scattered how heavy it was.

At the same time, a message floated through Ren’s blurred vision.

[You have cleared Subquest – Kill the Troll Warchief.]

[Receive 「Reward – Agility +2, Sense +2, Energy +1」.]

‘Finally, I’m also an advanced article… … .’

The flame that sustained him faded after the last mission.

Ren’s memory was also cut off at that moment.