Kkeut's Raid on the Sword Graveyard
Kim Su-jeong wore a thoughtful expression as she spoke.
"Then... next is..."
It looked like she was trying to give everyone a turn.
—I want to test if I can eat it.
Tyrbing said, smacking his lips. Honestly, I figured the odds were slim to none.
After all, laws were a higher concept than authorities or traits.
"Hmm..."
Arima Kanna puffed out her cheeks, eyeing the swords around her.
She seemed to be agonizing over which one to try pulling.
"So this is South Korea."
Yeon-woo, disciple of the Blind Gay Swordsman, looked around in wonder.
"Your first time?"
Melian sounded surprised, and Yeon-woo nodded with a gay little laugh.
That's when people came rushing from afar, shouting.
"Hey!"
Portals like this—scattered across South Korea—were the pinnacle of magitech engineering. Naturally, they required permits to install.
But the portal that the Blind Gay Swordsman, Melian, and Yeon-woo had used was, of course, illegal.
And its location? Right near the Baekya Guild's turf. Heroes from Baekya had come running in a panic.
"Thieves."
Melian chuckled and tapped her staff on the ground.
Thud—!
Purple smoke instantly filled the air in all directions.
Thud!
Everyone caught in the smoke's range collapsed unconscious.
"Let's wrap this up quick before more heroes swarm in."
With that, Melian hopped onto her staff—like a witch on a broom—and soared high, manipulating the surrounding mana.
Woooong—!!!!
"Barrier."
Purple smoke began seeping up from the sky. A barrier spell crafted personally by the 1st Grade mage Melian.
Exquisitely precise, designed to block all outside gazes—it was so advanced that no mage of her caliber or below could even detect its existence.
—Is this place regularly under a barrier?
Tyrbing suddenly voiced a question, sensing something.
"...?"
—A barrier just went up here.
As far as I recalled, there was no such setup. This was the front yard of the Baekya Guild, after all.
No way a barrier like that would be here.
Ding—!
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'Huh?'
Along with the status window alert.
Someone appeared here without a single footstep.
A swordsman in a white-and-blue dobok, eyes covered.
Ink Eye Sword Saint Baek Jin.
Or, shortened, the Blind Gay Swordsman.
"What a beautiful place. Even if I can't see it."
He said, hands clasped behind his back.
...
Kim Su-jeong looked puzzled at first. The Sword Graveyard was usually open to the public, but today—with Orbis students incoming—it had been restricted to non-heroes.
But when the sword-bearing man drew something from his bosom, her eyes widened.
A dagger of the purest white imaginable.
And from its aura...
'A 1st Grade relic.'
Kim Su-jeong quickly assessed the situation. Sure, 1st Grade relics got used on the sly inside gates.
Of course, only guildmaster-level folks could wield them.
But that was only possible due to the gate's unique properties.
To brazenly pull out a banned relic in a place like this...
Shiiiik—!!!!
Kim Su-jeong's mana arrows flew at Baek Jin.
But the man just smirked, lightly swinging his sword—the arrows bent and stabbed into the ground.
'The flow's been disrupted...'
"Calm down. I'm not here to fight."
"Just to be sure—you're no civilian, right?"
"Afraid not."
Kwaaaang!
When the 1st Grade relic Matte White stabbed the ground, the area shook like an earthquake.
And the 'law' suppressing a thousand relics vanished.
Woooong!!! Pajijik!!!!! Fwoosh!!!
The embedded relics began emitting their various auras.
"Beautiful. Even if I can't see it."
Shiiiik!!! Shiiiik!!! Shiiiik!!!!
Hundreds of mana arrows rained down on Baek Jin.
At the same time, the Orbis students all drew weapons. Swordsmanship club, so all swords.
Baek Jin burst into laughter at the sight.
"Haha, so many people, and every weapon's a sword."
Kuwoong—!!!
Baek Jin swung once, and the mana arrows veered straight back at Kim Su-jeong.
A sword honed to the extreme of softness (yu).
Practically an invincible shield of a technique.
"..."
I sensed something was off. A character nicknamed "Whitezz" by users—a walking punchline—but not one you'd laugh at early-game.
Ink Eye Sword Saint Baek Jin.
The swordsman who'd single-handedly massacred the massive Chinese sect Wudang.
His purpose here? Obviously the Sword Graveyard.
Kkeut was collecting relics worldwide, so they'd hit this place too. Problem was, not at this point in the story.
'...'
I didn't overthink it. I never assumed things would play out exactly like the game.
They'd already deviated several times.
The issue was... that barrier Tyrbing mentioned.
High chance the Purple Cloud Witch Melian was here too.
By lore, one of the world's top mages—her barrier spell would be laced with massive illusion magic, hard to detect from outside.
"Oh my, so many cute kids."
No sooner had I thought it than a woman descended from the sky on her staff.
Purple hair, witchy outfit anyone could spot a mile away, hat with a mouth and teeth.
Purple Cloud Witch Melian.
With a gesture, the embedded relics began floating into the air.
I cautiously scanned the surroundings.
Kim Su-jeong and the students looked grim. They'd instinctively felt the power gap.
Then—
Pssshhh!!!
A mana arrow streaked from afar. A massive one crackling with yellow lightning.
Kwaaaang!!!!
Dust filled the air instantly.
And it didn't stop there—someone came charging with a hand axe, face twisted in rage.
"You fucking bitches!!!!!!!!"
"Oppa!"
Kim Su-jeong's face finally lit up.
Kim Soo-han, guildmaster of Korea's powerhouse Baekya Guild.
Behind him, sub-guildmaster Kim Soo-jin with her bow.
He swung his axe wide at Melian, who was storing relics in sub-space.
Shwaaak!!!
But sadly, it was blocked by Baek Jin's sword.
Kaang—!!!!
A deafening clang echoed.
Click—.
——!
Kwaaaaaang!!!!!
Spotting the opening, I unleashed my stored iaijutsu. A pure ambush draw.
"What...!"
Baek Jin—blind as he was—sensed it and whipped his head around in shock.
"Eh...?"
Pajik—. Pajijijik!!!!!! Kwaaaang!!!!!
At the same time, the purple barrier around Melian shattered. She plummeted from the impact.
That sparked it—the students who'd been holding back surged forward, weapons ready.
"Grab those bastards!!!"
Still students, but all hero aspirants.
"Hold it—you can't take one more step forward."
Then someone—impossible to tell man or woman—blocked the students' path.
"Argh! My clothes are filthy!"
Melian, crashed on the ground, brushed off the dirt and yelled angrily.
"Seriously!"
Mages had an easy time with Domains. Unlike regular fighters who generated mana externally, mages drew it from within and shaped it.
Plus barrier spells akin to Domains.
"Wait—don't use a Domain!"
Baek Jin parried Kim Soo-han's axe effortlessly as he warned.
"Shut up!"
At that moment, thick purple mist erupted from Melian.
Melian's Domain: Dreamlike Purple Mist Realm.
Fwaaaah—!!!!
Space warped in an instant. Unlike other Domains, Melian's didn't create a pocket space.
It flooded the area with mist, dragging victims into her illusions.
Students touching the mist collapsed unconscious one after another.
Only Baek Jin and Kim Soo-han stood unfazed by it.
No—make that one more.
"Huh?"
I was fine too, even touching the mist.
Dainsleif was surprisingly still alive. Parasitic on Yi Han-su's body in a slightly different way from Tyrbing.
—...?
A massive smoke giant loomed before Dainsleif. The surroundings brimmed with purple mist, a few humans groaning as they stirred.
Dainsleif cautiously moved.
—My body... moves?
Dainsleif examined herself. A male body, not female.
Uncannily similar to Yi Han-su's form.
"You're the one who attacked earlier, right?"
A smoke giant bellowed from afar, spotting Dainsleif.
"I'll make you experience hell first."