Chapter 237
Chapter 237
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 237
Chapter Title: 53. Unbreakable Sword and Spear (4)
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"Gyeongbuk First Spear...?"
"There's a First Spear title too?"
"No way. Titles are fixed."
The First Swords of the Southern Union whispered among themselves.
It was the first time they'd heard of a First Spear title, and more importantly, there was nothing floating above the guy's head.
Of course, that didn't mean they could interrogate the man who'd come to rescue them.
Ulsan First Sword Kim Chaena, who prided herself as a master of the spear, felt the same in this situation.
"So... you're from Gyeongbuk?"
When she asked cautiously, the self-proclaimed Gyeongbuk First Spear, Kang Yechan, grinned.
"Yes. Direct disciple of Gumi's Greatest Swordsman Jeong Yeongu."
"Ah... I see."
Chaena gave an awkward smile.
She'd responded because he'd boasted so proudly about his master, but it was a name she'd never heard before.
'And Gumi... isn't that a pretty small city?'
An unknown spear-wielder who'd taken some no-name Gumi Greatest Swordsman as his master—nothing impressive about that.
"......"
Chaena eyed the hulking high schooler with suspicion.
His build suggested he'd completed physical reinforcement with Karma, but the lack of any title kept nagging at her.
'He seemed to have some skill earlier.'
He'd killed a Japanese sword master in one strike, so he couldn't be a total amateur.
Even if it was pure luck.
But there were still nearly thirty Japanese swordsmen here, especially.
『Yamaguchi Sword Emperor』
The Yamaguchi Sword Emperor, who'd already cut down two Union First Swords.
'I'm grateful he risked his life to come, but... can he really do this? Win this fight?'
No matter how high his stats, a true no-name without a title could never beat a Sword Emperor-level master.
No-names couldn't access regional swordsmanship combat guides.
Ssss...
Dozens of sword masters surrounding them gripped their weapons, leaking killing intent. Chaena asked desperately, grasping at straws.
"Any others coming?"
"No, just me. Not many people left in Gyeongbuk."
"......"
Chaena's face twisted unpleasantly.
"Th-then what about your master, that Gumi Greatest Swordsman?"
"No idea if he's not here. Maybe still in Seoul, or..."
Dead.
Chaena recalled what the spearman had said when he first appeared.
The man he was looking for was either Seoul First Sword by now, or dead.
'Then he's dead. Never heard of a Gumi Greatest Swordsman, let alone Seoul.'
Darkness loomed ahead.
Meanwhile, the Yamaguchi Sword Emperor sneered, pointing his blade at Yechan.
"You lot are pathetic. Busan First Sword hiding behind a kid."
He meant Busan First Sword Kang Gyowon, who had the strongest presence here.
"This fucking bastard."
Gyowon snarled and lunged forward, but didn't reach him.
Yechan had grabbed his shoulder after just a few steps.
Kwaak!
"Stay put, mister."
"Urk!"
The immense grip strength on his shoulder.
Gyowon, who'd had no expectations for the self-proclaimed 'Gyeongbuk First Spear' like Chaena, was stunned.
'What the... this high school punk... why's he so strong?'
It wasn't that the kid had talked him down.
He'd been forcibly stopped by overwhelming power.
The Yamaguchi Sword Emperor, watching this, charged with a swing.
"Fucking weaklings. I'll take you both!"
Tat!
As expected of the one who'd beheaded Gi jeong and Donggu First Swords in one stroke, his momentum was ferocious.
And above all.
『Territorial Sovereign: Republic of Korea』
|Assets of the Republic of Korea have been plundered! Intruder's location revealed from now. Track and punish.
The red blade-shaped Territorial Sovereign mark flickering above his head grated on the nerves.
Especially for 19-year-old Kang Yechan, with the strongest anti-Japanese sentiment.
"I, Gyeongbuk First Spear Kang Yechan! Today, I judge your crimes here!"
Hwoat!
As Yechan raised his spear into combat stance, the charging Sword Emperor let out a momentary scoff.
But only for a moment.
Hwaaaak!
Jet-black demonic energy erupted from Yechan's body, his hair surging like flames, silencing any laughter in the room.
"Wh-what's that?"
"He... transformed?"
The Southern Union recoiled at their 'ally' turned black flame demon.
The Japanese swordsmen, meanwhile.
"Monster...?"
"M-mo-monster!"
They called Yechan a monster and staggered back.
But even amid this, vanguard leader Yamaguchi Sword Emperor stood out.
"Don't be fooled by looks! He's human in the end!"
True to a vanguard, he thrust his blade at Yechan, now fully blackened.
Shweeeeek!
The blade that had effortlessly shredded top Southern First Swords now targeted the no-name spearman.
'Pretty fast, huh?'
Yechan swiftly ducked, sweeping the spear shaft low to high.
Hwoak!
The Sword Emperor's body, stabbing straight in, caught on the shaft and lifted into the air.
"Th...!"
Unlike his expectation of blade clash and strength contest, Yechan used his reach to launch him skyward.
Like a stag beetle.
Hwatt!
Airborne momentarily, the Sword Emperor hurriedly tried to right himself in panic.
But.
Shwit!
Yechan thrust instantly.
Puk!
By the time the spear tip moved, it was already embedded in the Emperor's chest.
Puaat...!
Blood sprayed from the blade protruding through his back, dotting the surrounding swordsmen's foreheads.
Pit-pit!
Then.
"Huh...?"
"Uh."
Already shrunken from the spearman's bizarre form, their fighting spirit shrank to pea-size.
Losing their leader in one blow turned the Japanese army into enemies.
And on top of that.
"Take my spear, you Japs...!"
Emboldened by slaying the Emperor instantly, Yechan went berserk.
Hwooooaaak!
He charged the remaining swordsmen, Sword Emperor's corpse impaled on his shaft.
"Th-the Sword Emperor...!"
"You bastard! Insolent!"
A massive provocation to honor-sensitive Japanese.
But the problem was.
Kwaaak!
The spearman's prowess while desecrating the dead was insanely high.
Over a dozen swordsmen rushed to retrieve the body, but all became corpses before five exchanges.
Now left in Cheongsapo.
'Down to half already. This... we can win!'
Gyowon saw the Japanese swordsmen noticeably thinned, regripped his sword.
Honestly, the monster spearman could sweep the rest alone, but instinct said not to let him.
Enemy or not... casually desecrating the dead wasn't sane.
If he handled the fight alone, who knew what he'd demand after.
"L-let's fight too! It's our turf, right?"
Gyowon bravely raised his sword and shouted. Yechan, still hunting with the Emperor impaled, glanced back.
And warned in bandit-like tone.
"Don't get in the way and hurt yourselves. Stay put. If bored, prep the life fee."
"L-life fee? What're you talking about?"
Gyowon asked incredulously. Yechan's flame-wreathed fearsome face hardened coldly.
"Without me, Busan would've fallen, right? So pay up."
"Wh-where's that rule? We're both Korean...!"
Gyowon's nationalist protest.
Yechan pointed skyward.
"Even if it was my master, same deal. I'm just following teachings. If unfair, beat me or find my master."
"Who the hell is that master anyway...!"
* * *
Same time, Yongin outskirts.
"Huh? What."
Yeongu, heading to Busan, startled by Territorial Sovereign mark, halted Neugeug.
-Kkueeek!
The mark in his vision had vanished.
"Mark gone?"
Yeongu looked back, but golden goblin and Popu Tenta couldn't help.
"Dead?"
Yeongu reasoned himself.
"How many alarms earlier? Two, I think."
Gijang and Donggu. Two, as he recalled.
"So a strong Japanese was there, but someone killed him."
No further activations meant no more Korean deaths.
'No comms, so frustrating. If Busan's fine, head back to Seoul.'
Busan mattered, but mutants spawn Seoul-wide at 1 PM.
'Hmm.'
Now around 10 AM.
Three hours to spawn. Full sprint to Busan might not allow return in time.
Neugeug's sprint wasn't infinite.
'Busan seems holding or winning, so ignore for now?'
But Japan as foe felt wrong.
What if ignoring Busan lets them seize south, push north.
'...Can't let that.'
So what?
Swiik.
Yeongu naturally looked skyward.
Not Dogo ad-related, just personal.
But sincere prayer might yield solution from Advertisers.
'Feels whiny, making impossible possible.'
But arms already spread skyward.
Ready to pronounce 'Dogo' transcendentally if needed.
As cosmic arms brand Dogo risked becoming errand service.
Paaaht!
Signal from sky first.
"Oh?"
A streak of light, tiny token shot to Yeongu's chest.
"What's this?"
Grabbing unknown token, tooltip appeared.
「Zargal One-Way Token」 - Unique Single Ticket
【Board Geephi Express.】
|Fee: 13,000,000 Karma
"......!"
Yeongu instantly got it.
Dogo couldn't directly intervene image-wise, so indirect help.
'If you wanna go Busan, use personal funds, not company.'
And the price.
'One-way 13 mil.'
Not round-trip, just once on Geephi Express: 13 million Karma.
* Available Karma: 23,538,500
Yeongu had 23 mil.
'Crazy. Ride this, left with 10 mil.'
But to save Busan citizens from Japanese blades... money mattered little.
Pat!
Yeongu thrust token skyward, shouting.
"This cash! Can I pay on Busan arrival? I'll make it quick!"