Overgeared

The blind swordsman, Cabelon—he sometimes forgot about the absence of his vision. It was because his ridiculously superior senses replaced his vision. In fact, he built a high level of transcendence and was a skilled person worthy of being Muller's self-proclaimed disciple.

'I have been properly humiliated.'

The blade was damaged the moment he hit Kraugel's sword. Five centimeters from the end, a scratch of around 6 millimeters was made. This finely broken balance was captured by Cabelon's senses. It was to the point of being uncomfortable.

Cabelon clicked his tongue and changed his grip. He slightly raised his index finger up to restore the balance of the damaged sword. At the same time, he accelerated the circulation of the sword energy which further strengthened the blade.

"You've shown ugliness. You have been wearing your sword energy all the time, so you revealed a gap."

He hadn't expected that the sword would be damaged. It was natural. It was a sword made of black iron that a craftsman of the distant past had hammered for 100 days, and was wrapped in sword energy. It was believed that it wouldn't be damaged even if it was quenched in the lava boiling in Trauka's nest.

"The world is wide. Master always said that I should live with the sense of being in a well. I should've engraved his words in my mind, not my ears."

"...Are you truly Muller's disciple?"

The other time when they met, Kraugel failed to communicate properly with Cabelon. He had been in the process of a time attack quest where time was running out and he couldn't communicate well with the opponent who suddenly attacked him. Additionally, his skills were strong. At that time, Kraugel had no choice but to fight Cabelon with the feeling of avoiding dirty poop.

However, things were different now. Kraugel had grown and there were many allies around him. Garion, the goddess of the earth; the former Red Knights; and the young knights and soldiers of the empire...

Unlike before, he wasn't alone. It was no longer a strange thing to Kraugel. There was a feeling that his deficits were naturally filled up. He felt reassured.

Cabelon was also active in conversing unlike before. He seemed to have judged that the level of the enemies was too high to stick to his attitude of silence.

"That is a silly question. If you had obtained Master's secret technique, then you would've seen that my swordsmanship is very similar to my master's."

Kraugel knew that Cabelon must've learned the Matchless Swordsmanship. However, there was too much of an ambiguous aspect to be certain he was Muller's disciple. It was because most of the Matchless Swordsmanship used by Cabelon was deformed. It was a form that hadn't evolved in a better direction, but regressed in reverse. He wondered if it would've been like this if a great genius had learned the Matchless Swordsmanship over his shoulders.

"If you are really Muller's disciple, why are you obsessed with his secret technique? The swordsmanship you've already learned firsthand will be better than one recorded in a book."

"It is a ridiculous question again. It is the duty of a disciple to get back my master's relics."

"However, I am the owner of the secret technique."

"What...? What type of sophistry is that?"

"I found something that has been buried for hundreds of years, so it is naturally mine."

"You are a great person who doesn't intend to return the money bag he picked up on the street to the owner, but is going to take care of it. It is deplorable that the Sword Saint of the present age is equivalent to a beggar. It is a fault that will discredit all swordsmen, including Master and myself."

"Isn't this thief's tongue too long?"

over the ground and a strong wind blew. It was the appearance of Huroi, a member of the 10 meritorious retainers and a propaganda officer. He had returned from a mission to the territories of the local nobles who were executed by the inspectors in order to inform people about their crimes

quite saddened when seeing your sword dancing to take away other people's things. He will say that he raised a ruthless robber, not

master is

It is either hell or

"Your continuous thoughtless remarks..."

are the thoughtless remarks? Don't the dead go to either hell

the dead? Even if you cross the

the level of abusive words. It was because the more transcendent a person was, the less

lunatic so you will naturally disgrace your dead

what he just heard. Soon after, Kraugel stepped up on his behalf because he was too shocked

"Is Muller alive?"

still here...' as if he was alive and well. However, he couldn't find any basis for survival, so he couldn't assume that Muller was alive. There was no evidence of death, but there was also no evidence that

but the No Offspring Tomb group itself searched for Muller's

course he is alive." Cabelon's answer was straightforward. He didn't bring up rumors of Muller's survival to create unnecessary confusion. Instead, he shouted like Muller was

"......"

it

want

happened as Kraugel and

might not believe it, but... in fact, the heavenly Martial God is a fake. The real martial god is called 'Chiyou'... I clearly witnessed the moment when he came to the surface to see Master. Master is so great that the true Martial God came down

"......"

along the way that death wasn't the

Grid's recent interpretation was that

world who know Chiyou's name. Who else besides me who knows Chiyou's name... I can only

name. There is no one in today's world who doesn't

are foolish words. Well, it's fine. I have to take away the secret technique and

"Let's talk about Muller."

of searching for him, so I can't provide you with any clues that can help you. I wouldn't provide it even if I had a

this subtly honest?"Huroi whispered into Kraugel's ear. It was a reaction that showed that it

hair tie and tied up his long

a good-natured

had cold eyes and a cold manner of talking. There was a willingness to continue the conversation at any cost, even

laughed and took a step back. "I'll

"Thank you."

number of novices increases from one to two...?" Cabelon's expression was stiff as he shrugged and gripped his sword. It was because the energy of

lot

that he had no intention of resisting. As expected of someone

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divinity is nothing special if it isn't utilized properly.It is just used to bring out the feeling or atmosphere.Forming divinity into divine power is a