Ending Maker

The Sword Masters working for the Chancellor had one thing in common.

It was the fact that they were not from the usual noble families.

Caesar was a combat slave.

After many fierce battles in the arena, he understood swordsmanship and became a Sword Master so he was better at understanding the strength of an enemy than Sir Jay, a mercenary.

So did Matrina.

She was not a combat slave like Caesar, but she was born and raised in the wild lands.

Therefore, her ferocity nurtured by the logic of ‘the weak fall prey to the strong’ in that place made her sharper and keener than anyone else.

‘Strong.’

The three Sword Masters of the empire noticed this fact even before Jude seriously unleashed his power.

And that thought soon came true.

Kwaaaang!

An explosion of power.

They could only express it as that.

A sudden amplification.

His energy seemed to have soared nearly 10 times in an instant.

But that wasn’t the only problem.

If it was just a quick burst of power, there was no reason to think that it was an explosion.

‘Crazy?!’

It was tremendous.

Even if it was tremendous, it was too much tremendous.

Half of his face was covered by a mask, but the three could tell.

He was young.

He was younger than them.

But it was unbelievable that he had this much power.

If one only compared the amount of aura or energy he had, he had far exceeded the level of ordinary Sword Masters.

Yes, he was on the level of Grand Masters, the so-called Sword Saints!

“Watch out!”

Matrina exclaimed.

Because Jude had kicked the ground when Sir Jay and Caesar were momentarily paralyzed from thinking of his explosion of power.

Sword Masters were superhumans.

Their cognitive abilities were beyond that of a human, and their reflexes were like that of light.

The moment they recognized the enemy’s attack, their bodies moved before their brains could give a command.

Jude kicking the ground.

They saw it.

They automatically read and analyzed Jude’s movements even before he kicked the ground.

His shoulder movement.

His waist movement.

That was why they could predict how Jude would charge.

So when Matrina shouted, Sir Jay was not surprised and flustered. Because his body had already moved in response to the sequence.

Towards the front. He would block the enemy’s movement with an attack rather than avoiding or defending from it.

Thus, Sir Jay swung his sword.

Or to be exact, when he was swinging his sword.

Right after the rushing Jude was reflected in Sir Jay’s eyes.

At that time, Sir Jay had a thought. So he was confused.

‘What the f*ck?’

He couldn’t even blink at that moment.

But Sir Jay was a superhuman.

A Sword Master’s thinking speed was different from that of ordinary humans.

And that was why he was so confused.

‘What?’

Jude was bare-handed.

His arms that were covered by a black aura would not be able to block a Sword Master’s sword.

Sir Jay also used his aura.

The sword covered with his aura and the arm wrapped with aura would collide.

The result would be obvious.

The arm would be cut.

It would not be just a cut as it would be completely severed!

Sir Jay’s sword drew a sharp trajectory.

And Jude jumped into that trajectory.

In Sir Jay’s eyes, it was nothing but an act of suicide.

Sir Jay’s brain which worked according to reason had thought that the arm would be cut by the sword.

But at the same time, Sir Jay’s intuition shouted.

It completely screamed.

‘No! That won’t happen!’

Bang!

The sword and Jude’s arm met.

It collided, but Jude’s arm blocked the sword. Something that was impossible.

What Sir Jay felt through his sword at the moment of impact was not a human arm.

A blade.

The aura-covered arm was an Aura Blade too!

‘How?!’

The sword slipped at that time.

No, Jude’s arm moved along with the sword.

It slid over Sir Jay’s sword gently and quickly, pushing it away at the same time. After letting Sir Jay’s sword slip away so naturally, he approached Sir Jay’s arm and swung his sword-like hand.

Shwaaaak!

Only once.

A surprise attack that worked only once when facing an enemy who did not know Jude.

The absurdity of blocking a sword with bare hands had always been useful.

“Aaaah!”

Sir Jay’s chest was slashed.

But that was it.

Sir Jay flung his body backwards as Jude’s sword-like hand slashed his chest. The sword he swung was pushed back, but he still did it.

Crack!

It wasn’t the sound of his skin splitting.

Instead of a fountain of blood, fragments of light appeared.

It was the light barrier that Sir Jay always wore around his chest. The magic tool was disposable and extremely expensive, but it was cheap when compared to one’s life.

“UOOOO!”

Matrina charged. When Sir Jay stepped back, Caesar also sprinted towards Jude’s back.

The thought of a hunt came to Matrina.

Caesar remembered the time when he fought an enemy stronger than himself.

So they had to destroy the enemy with a pincer attack.

Their enemy was not something they could fight alone and win against.

Baaang!

Lightning struck at that time.

Hyper-Fast Thunderbolt.

Jude disappeared.

They couldn’t sense him.

Even with the superhuman senses of a Sword Master, they missed Jude’s movement in that instant.

The overwhelming aura.

It wasn’t only that.

Matrina was the first to notice it.

‘Monster!’

Their physical abilities were different.

She noticed the difference unlike other Sword Masters who did not notice a difference because they had all reached the limits of a human.

The physical abilities of the monster in front of her was clearly stronger.

Baaang!

Caesar received Jude’s attack.

Even Caesar himself did not know how he did it. Only after he reflexively blocked did he become aware of Jude’s strength.

‘Monster?!’

‘As expected of a Sword Master!’

Caesar and Jude thought at the same time.

Jude’s aura and physical abilities were greater than the three Sword Masters in front of him, but he still couldn’t defeat them easily.

Because they too were superhuman and not alone.

“Haa!”

Matrina attacked for the first time. Sir Jay didn’t immediately swing his sword, but he did his part by exposing his movements.

Because it was impossible to ignore the presence of a Sword Master.

Claclaclaclaclang!

Metal sounds thunderously sounded in succession. No one would think that those were the sounds of a human arm and sword colliding, but it was true.

“Push!”

It was three to one.

They were obviously faster than their enemy, but that did not mean they were three or four times faster.

1.5 times at most.

There would definitely be a huge gap if it was a one-to-one confrontation where the speed was 1.5 times faster.

But it was three to one.

When one side swung their one sword, the other side had three swords swinging at once.

Almost at the same time!

Swoooosh!s

There was a gale.

Jude was no longer in the middle of the three. He became a black gale and escaped the siege of the Sword Masters.

But it was at that moment.

“The carriage!”

One of the Imperial Knights shouted.

Because the green telekinetic force that looked like a giant’s hand had lifted the carriage again.

“Stop it!”

Matrina shouted before running to Jude.

Caesar turned around while Sir Jay swung his sword at Jude.

As the carriage soared, Caesar kicked the ground.

Slaaaash!

Sir Jay’s sword reached Jude who swung his sword-like hand to block it, and right after that, Matrina’s woldo struck in succession, aiming for that gap in time.

From top to bottom.

Like lightning strikes.

But it was within reason.

Jude had already calculated it.

So Jude was able to avoid those lightning strikes.

With his black gale, he avoided the woldo by half a step, and Matrina sensed that her attacks had missed so she turned her ankle to change the trajectory of her woldo again. But with Jude’s Hyper-Fast Thunderbolt, he distanced himself from Matrina and looked at Caesar.

A sword attack.

Right before it was swung. A deep blue aura rose from Caesar’s gigantic sword.

Jude reached out to Caesar.

It was far away, but he didn’t care.

He stretched out his hand.

And pulled!

Swoooosh!

A black dragon rose from Jude’s fingertips.

It wasn’t just one. Many black dragons rose and encircled Caesar as if they were tentacles. And the dragons pulled him afterwards!

“EEEEH?!”

Caesar screamed in surprise.

Moreover, he wasn’t simply grabbed.

The moment he was pulled back, black lightning sparked from the entire bodies of the black dragons.

Craaaackle!

Lightning. An electric shock.

It stunned him!

He couldn’t move.

His movement was stopped even if it was only a second or less.

And one second was enough to decide the life of a Sword Master in a fight!

“NO!”

Matrina recklessly rushed.

So she paid the price.

The trajectory of the woldo was swung so directly that Jude accurately read it and avoided the woldo with minimal movement. He then rushed to Matrina like the wind and put his palm on her hard abdominal muscles.

Power of the Sun.

A blow from point-blank range.

Boom!

The power of the black sun exploded.

Matrina covered her front with her powerful aura, but the immense force sent her flying. At the time the attack struck her, she had protected her abdomen with her aura to prevent her body from exploding, but she was unable to cope with the shock.

It was only a short moment, but she almost lost consciousness in that single blow.

But Jude did not stop there.

He stretched out his hand again.

He tried to bring back Matrina who had been blown away.

‘Grab her.’

The black dragon.

It wasn’t just an embodiment of his energy now.

Jude who could not open the seventh door then followed what the rotten waters who reached the max level often did.

Dig into.

He dug into and deeply studied things. As a result, he acquired powers that he normally couldn’t obtain.

Jude was able to control the number and size of the black dragons.

It was even possible to control them freely as though they were really an extension of his limbs.

Seeing Jude’s tentacles – no, black dragons, Valencia frowned and said that it was disgusting, but Jude actually liked this ability.

Crackle!

Consecutive electrocution.

Having been caught by the black dragons, Matrina’s body drooped and Jude turned his head. Instead of dealing the last hit, he saw Sir Jay rushing towards him.

“UOOOOOH!”

Sir Jay was clearly a mercenary.

And mercenaries were usually unable to learn proper swordsmanship.

But Sir Jay was no ordinary mercenary.

He was a descendant of a fallen noble family, and the fact that his family fell meant that there was a time when it prospered.

Sir Jay had learned the exclusive swordsmanship of his family.

Caesar and Matrina could not even compare to his understanding of the sword.

‘Not all Sword Masters are the same.’

Matrina’s swordsmanship was rough.

Her sword didn’t aim at humans. Her sword was aimed at the huge monsters that lived in the wild lands, so her movements were too big and had no technique, so she was unable to read her opponent’s technique.

Caesar’s swordsmanship was wild.

In the arena where death and killing prevailed, his sword specialized in killing was what turned him into a Sword Master.

But it relied on a momentary explosive force.

His sword had no depth in it.

Sir Jay himself was different.

Since he was a pure human, his physical abilities were inferior to the previous two, but his swordsmanship was superior.

‘I’ll show you my swordsmanship. The sword of Karniak!’

Sir Jay was a veteran swordsman.

He was a sword genius.

His swordsmanship that he had honed for nearly thirty years was said to be just below the Grand Masters.

‘Principles subdue monsters. The difference in physical abilities can be overshadowed by techniques!’

His judgment was correct.

His idea was not wrong.

In fact, Sir Jay had the experience of subduing Caesar and Matrina with his swordsmanship technique.

But he had one miscalculation.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

His sword was blocked.

All his attacks were stopped.

His sword was read.

Despite his reach being longer, he was losing.

Why?

What was the reason?

He figured out the answer.

So he was shocked.

‘Crazy?!’

His swordsmanship was good.

Despite the young man being clearly younger, his swordsmanship was comparable to Sir Jay himself.

With the young man’s superior physical abilities, it was natural for Sir Jay to be on the losing side.

‘How?! What the hell!’

At this point, Sir Jay knew who his opponent was.

Jude Bayer.

The new Sword Master of the kingdom.

There were too many exaggerated rumors about him, so Sir Jay ignored it.

He was a fake genius close to a propaganda that was put forward by the kingdom to fill the empty position in the Ten Great Swordmasters.

‘No way! That’s ridiculous!’

Jude Bayer’s originally a weakling.

He’s a rookie who has not properly learned the sword for two years.

But this man is equal to me?

Is that possible?

That can’t be.

Impossible.

Although there are means to artificially strengthen or increase your physical abilities or aura, that doesn’t apply to swordsmanship.

More than 10 years.

If I consider his age, it will take him a little more than 10 years to learn the sword even if he cheated in learning it.

I didn’t need that much time.

Because I’m a genius.

Becoming a Sword Master is the proof.

But how?

Why!

“Because of Cheonmujiche.”

Jude said.

He spoke in the midst of their battle.

He gave an answer after reading the emotions reflected in Sir Jay’s eyes.

If you’re a genius, I have Cheonmujiche.

Because it’s the incarnation of martial arts from the heavens!

Twelve Snowflake Sword Art.

The Seventh Snow Flower.

Snowflake Orchid.

Extreme Yin energy poured into Jude’s sword-like hands. As white snowflakes covered everything around him, he pushed Sir Jay.

Cheonmujiche (Heavenly Martial Body).

The incarnation of martial arts.

It wouldn’t be named like that if that didn’t make him skilled at everything he did with his body.

If a genius could accomplish a task in one month that an ordinary person would take ten years, Jude’s Cheonmujiche reduced that month to a week.

And Jude had a master.

He wasn’t referring to Landius and Kamael.

A thousand years ago, she was the continent’s strongest and called the Sword Goddess.

Elf Sword Valencia.

Her guidance and Cheonmujiche worked in harmony, so Jude was not a typical Sword Master.

Bababababababang!

“AAAAAAH!”

Sir Jay’s scream resounded at the end of the sword attack. His left arm soared into the air, and Matrina and Caesar who were released from being stunned attacked Jude again.

They completely ignored the carriage that had already disappeared into the sky.

Because they had to save Sir Jay.

For the two of them, Sir Jay was not just a bad-tempered mercenary.

For Caesar and Matrina, he was like their life saver.

Thus, they attacked.

They would stop him.

They would destroy him with their perfect teamwork!

Roooooar!

The roar of the two beastkins echoed in the sky. Due to the fierce and relentless onslaught, Jude chose to defend instead of coveting Sir Jay’s life, and Sir Jay demonstrated his skill as a Sword Master. He endured the pain by clenching his teeth and stopped the bleeding of his severed left arm with his aura at the same time. He wielded the sword in his right hand and tried to help Caesar and Matrina.

A three-man team.

Moreover, now that he knew that his opponent was Jude, it couldn’t compare to the previous one.

Jude held his breath.

He perceived and calculated.

After predicting the swords of the three people, he made his move.

He pushed away Caesar’s sword. He evaded Sir Jay’s sword. He turned around before Matrina’s sword moved. He sent a back kick towards her abdomen.

Baaaang!

Matrina couldn’t even scream at the fast kick. She flew backwards like a puppet whose strings broke, and Jude kicked the ground again. He soared to the air with Hyper-Fast Thunderbolt!

Booom!

Jude soared high into the sky.

Caesar and Sir Jay hurriedly followed Jude by raising their heads, and Matrina grabbed her stomach and struggled in lifting her head up.

What? What is he trying to do?

Is he going to plunge down from the sky?

They were wrong.

It was not that.

Unlike the three who were only focused on Jude, Jude looked around.

The carriage carrying the Imperial Family had disappeared.

Lucas and his group who were fighting the Imperial Knights had long since retreated.

So Jude himself should retreat.

In a place where he didn’t know when reinforcements would come, facing three Sword Masters at the same time was like walking on a tightrope, so he chose to leave.

But how?

Should he kick the air like Landius?

It was a cool method, but it was not enough.

That kind of escape wouldn’t work for Sword Masters.

So he prepared a move.

“Jude!”

Cordelia spread her white wings in the sky and welcomed Jude with her wide open arms.

She hugged Jude as hard as she could, and complained that he was heavy as she faced him.

[Let’s hurry up.]

Cordelia nodded at Melissa’s words. She said with a big smile at the Sword Masters and the Chancellor’s troops who were looking at her with bewildered faces.

“Goodbye, everyone! Jude and I will be leaving in search of happiness!”

What?

Huh?

What is she talking about?

After she said those nonsensical words, Cordelia raised the Rogue Master’s treasure, the Moon Crystal, with her hand.

And she bade them farewell again.

The moonlight shone down the sky and the two people blurred and disappeared in it.

“N-NOOO!”

Sir Jay and Caesar fired their sword auras, but it was too late.

Their Aura Blade cut through the night sky in vain.

And dozens of meters away.

Jude and Cordelia landed on the other side of the hill and changed positions.

Jude carried Cordelia in his arms while she hugged his neck and whispered.

“F*ck bang.”

And an explosion occurred.

Explosions echoed throughout the hill. When Cordelia had used the Moon Crystal, she had also dropped bombs from her waist, and that caused a chain explosion.

Sword Masters wouldn’t be taken out from just that, but it would be possible to delay them for a while.

It took time for the Imperial Family and Lucas’ group to escape.

“Shall we go then?”

“Yes, let’s go.”

[Don’t talk and just go.]

[I’ll get mad if you kiss here.]

At Melissa and Valencia’s remarks, Jude and Cordelia had bitter smiles before Jude kicked the ground.

He turned into a black gale and ran across the hill.