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?"

from a mission to the territories of

in hell will be quite saddened when seeing your sword dancing to take away other people's things. He will say that he raised a

master is

is he in heaven? It is either hell or

"Your continuous thoughtless remarks..."

the thoughtless remarks? Don't the dead go

as the dead? Even if you cross the line, this is crossing

would withstand Huroi's provocation, which was close to the level of abusive words. It was because the more transcendent a person was, the less resistant they were to swear words. It was right to say that it was a different level of attack

lunatic so you will naturally

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

"Is Muller alive?"

the path of a Sword Saint. A little while ago, the lich Lopero also spoke the words 'Muller, that boring guy is 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 he was alive. In retrospect,

but the No Offspring Tomb group itself searched for Muller's grave, as if they were searching

Muller's survival to create unnecessary

"......"

did it

this person just want to believe he is

Kraugel and Huroi were thinking

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 to see him. There is no way that he would've died... I am

"......"

die on his own, but he wouldn't have been able to die in the end. He must've learned the truth along the way that death wasn't the end. Would he have died smoothly when he knew that

impossible. Grid's recent interpretation was that he must

it seems that you are quite surprised by my excellent information. It must be surprising since there are fewer than 10 people in the world who

wasn't surprised to hear Chiyou's name. There is no one in today's world who doesn't

technique and leave before the skeletons of the No Offspring

"Let's talk about Muller."

much to talk about. I'm also in a position of searching for him, so I can't provide you with any clues that can help you. I wouldn't

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

tie and tied up his

a good-natured

manner of talking. There was a willingness to continue

took a step

"Thank you."

the 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 the deceased, which had been filling his surroundings, disappeared without a trace in an untimely manner.

lot to

no intention of resisting.

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magic due to the magic formula is nothing more than ineffective energy, divinity is