One Day Before the Raid

Eurius gathered the people and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

He spread it on the table.

It was the information that Wallace had obtained from the nobles by pouring blood-like money.

“This is the information about the location and the power of the other nobles, including Duke Arsen.”

“We have already confirmed it from our side of the Hyunwoljeon.”

Jegal Hwayoung added to Eurius’s words with a tense expression. Seeing his expression, Eurius smiled and praised him.

‘He’s worried about not getting the information beforehand.’

“This time, your contribution was great, Jegal family. Thank you for always working hard, especially with the information from the Magyo.”

“It’s an overrated evaluation. It’s all thanks to you, my lord, for giving us the clues.”

Jegal Hwayoung finally sighed with relief and put his hand on his chest.

‘Thank goodness you forgave us for missing their suspicious movements twice…’

In fact, as Eurius said, their contribution was quite big this time, but it was a shameless thing to be reported by the side that had obtained the information first.

She also bowed her head to Eurius with a grateful expression.

Zzzt!

‘Huh?’

Eurius suddenly felt a slightly prickly gaze on his face. His eyes turned to where there was a slightly sullen face.

[Beatrice Dios]

Current state: anxious, jealous

He was puzzled at first, but soon nodded inwardly as if he understood.

‘I haven’t paid attention to her lately. She didn’t have much opportunity to make a solo contribution, either with breaking the wall or anything else.’

In fact, she and Cains didn’t have much to do in this meeting. They were pure warriors, so it was natural.

Cains had improved his skills noticeably lately, but Beatrice wasn’t like that.

‘But breaking the wall is something that even that gentleman Jegal Unhyun doesn’t know well, so it’s not something that can be solved right away… I’ll have to give her a chance to make a contribution later.’

Having made his decision, Eurius sent her a warm look as if to reassure her.

“…”

But Beatrice’s sullen face didn’t ease up, but rather became more complicated.

‘Why is she acting like that? Should I ask her later while sparring?’

“…”

Then there was a sound that broke the awkward silence in the room.

“Hmm? But if the enemies are only this powerful, is it worth gathering all of us?”

Nuada, who was usually quiet because he was only lending his strength, opened his mouth for once.

“…!?”

The eyes of the room were focused on him as he suddenly spoke.

Nuada’s gaze was directed at Eurius.

“You promised me before that you would give me a good opponent.”

“Of course I didn’t forget that promise.”

Eurius felt grateful to him for breaking this awkward atmosphere and winked at Jegal Hwayoung.

“I’ll explain it to you instead of my lord, Baekho Hobup.”

“What is his hobup… Anyway, tell me.”

Nuada grumbled and waited for an answer.

The reason he questioned was because there was no mention of the power of the Magyo or Duke Patrick, the superhuman of the noble side, on the list of enemy forces on the desk.

“First of all, according to what we confirmed, there was no sign of the Magyo’s power in the enemy’s base, including magic. There are some personal knights of the nobles, but you don’t need to step in for that.”

“Then what?”

Jegal Hwayoung asserted in a firm tone.

“But we are confident that there is a Magyo’s power in this base with more than enough probability.”

“Hmm?”

Nuada made a doubtful expression. What does it mean to be sure when they haven’t even found the enemy?

***

After following the plan and jumping into the back door of the enemy’s base, Nuada was quite nervous.

‘She was right.’

He felt at least as much momentum from the man standing in front of him as Jegal Unhyun who had defeated him.

Sura Mazon snapped his fingers as he looked at Nuada for a moment.

“I’ll give you three seconds as a senior. Come at me first.”

“…”

Nuada was angry for a moment, but he was calmly assessing the situation inside.

‘He seems to be careless. I have to take this opportunity.’

Nuada pulled back his fist and took a stance. That movement alone caused a small whirlwind in the room.

Keeing!

His fist stretched out at a light-like speed and made a sonic boom. The fist that narrowed down several meters of space in an instant was aiming for Sura Mazon’s head.

Kwarung!

A loud noise shook the whole room.

The stone walls of the building were broken or shaved off by the aftermath.The dust flew around and it was hard to see in front of his nose.

A calm voice rang out in the room.

“One!”

Nuada didn’t even pretend to hear. He didn’t expect to finish him with one blow.

He didn’t withdraw his fist that was blocked by Sura Mazon’s palm, but bent his arm.

Nuada’s elbow aimed for Sura Mazon’s chest with a terrible speed.

‘Where have I seen this technique?’

Sura Mazon was rarely impressed, but he blocked that attack with his other hand.

“Two!”

‘This is the end.’

Nuada’s eyes shone with killing intent.

He had thought of this combo since he said he would give him three seconds.

He didn’t back down after two attacks, but prepared for the third one.

“This technique is!”

Sura Mazon exclaimed. He tried to pull back his body, but it was too late.

Kwaaa!

A strong suction force occurred from Nuada’s body and sucked him in.

His two hands were blocked by the elbow and fist. His target was this third attack.

He couldn’t back away and his posture collapsed temporarily.

Nuada’s shoulder hit him hard.

Kwaaaang!

Sura Mazon’s body flew into the air and hit the wall.

The technique that Nuada used was a combo from Baekho Mumun’s Saengsabak.

The punch, elbow, and shoulder strike flowed like water.

If the opponent didn’t know beforehand, he had to take it without moving.

“…”

But even though he hit him squarely, Nuada’s expression twisted.

‘Damn it… There’s no feeling!’

As he said, Sura Mazon who was hit by the shoulder flew back, but he looked fine as he twisted his body in the air.

Tuk!

He kicked the wall and landed lightly on the floor.

His clothes were torn a little where he was hit, but he looked fine.

He had pulled his body out at the moment of impact and minimized the shock.

‘What should I do…’

Nuada felt his momentum die down as he failed to inflict any serious injury on his opponent, who had given him three chances already.

But Suramazon seemed to have a different idea.

He walked back to Nuada with a curious expression and opened his mouth.

“Where did you learn this technique?”

“What do you care?”

Nuada retorted, but Suramazon nodded.

“Well, I guess you won’t answer me. But I never expected to see the White Tiger Clan’s technique on this continent.”

“You bastard…”

Suramazon seemed to forget that they were in a fight and shook his head in thought for a while. Nuada felt a surge of anger at his dismissive attitude.

As Suramazon charged at him again, he raised both hands as if he had no choice.

“If you won’t tell me, I’ll have to drag you to our headquarters after half-killing you. You’re a lucky one.”

His eyes glowed eerily again.

***

Eurius quickly shouted after he beheaded Owner, who was disguised as the Duke Arsen.

“Everyone, retreat!”

Whoosh!

As the knights swiftly carried the captured nobles outside, the room was engulfed in a fierce fire, just like at Heavengard.

‘Did the Duke Arsen really have enough energy to lead this conspiracy at this point?’

Eurius had been suspicious ever since he heard from Wallace that Arsen was the mastermind behind the nobles’ protest.

‘He should be dying soon, right?’

He couldn’t have misremembered the news of a duke’s death, even if it was from his previous life.

And why would an old man who was coughing up blood and had only a few days left to live have any ambition for power?

When he saw Arsen coming down the stairs for the last time, Eurius realized that there was no need for conversation.

‘He’s a tough one. I didn’t expect him to be disguised as a high-ranking noble.’

[???]

Occupation: Merchant, Archbishop (Heimdall Sect)

Strength: C+ Agility: C+ Intelligence: S Willpower: A Dark Power: SS

Disposition: Greed, Fanaticism

[Traits]???

After checking his stats and cutting off his head without hesitation, Eurius examined the remains carefully.

Clunk!

A mask fell from the charred corpse and turned to dust as soon as it touched the floor.

“Tsk! How many of these masks are there? You all, get out of here!”

“Are you going alone?”

The knights looked at him with worried eyes, but Eurius felt that they were more of a hindrance than a help.

‘That guy seems to specialize in mass destruction with fire. I can’t afford to worry about the knights while fighting him.’

Eurius left an order and flew to the top floor of the castle.

He sprinted up the stairs at a fast speed and felt something strange.

‘No one is blocking me?’

He thought there would be at least some minions, but there was no resistance at all.

Soon, he reached the top floor without any trouble.

Bang!

He broke down the door and entered the room, only to change his expression to astonishment.

“…!?”

The room was full of corpses that were shriveled like mummies. Eurius couldn’t help but click his tongue as he checked their outfits.

‘As Jegal Seiga said, they must have used some evil means. Not only ordinary people, but even their allies were not spared?’

As he thought, the room was filled with various corpses, such as those wearing black hoods that he had seen before from the sect, and those who looked like normal citizens.

And in the center of the room, there was a golden cup that was now so blackened that it emitted a dark glow.

Ding!

[You have found the artifact ‘Shadow Grail’.]

[Status of the Grail: Charge rate 80%]

[Destroy the Grail. Your achievement will increase.]

Eurius didn’t hesitate and drew his sword to strike it down in one blow.

Crack!

The golden cup itself was not very sturdy, as it shattered in an instant under Eurius’s attack, just like when he destroyed the altar in the desert.

“Hmm?”

But even after he destroyed the cup, he didn’t get the quest completion message he was waiting for. Instead, he heard a familiar voice from the fragments of the grail.

“I wish you had waited a little longer until the power was fully charged, but I can’t help it. Since Sura left his seat, I’ll make do with you.”

Roar!

The fragments vibrated and sent black waves in all directions.

Eurius quickly raised his sword to defend himself, but the waves were not an attack.

They brushed past his body and gathered in the air, forming a human shape.

“Huh?”

Eurius widened his eyes slightly as he looked at the black figure.

Eurius von Scharnos

Strength: S Agility: S Dark Power: SS+

***

Boom!

The knights who heard the explosion from the back of the castle looked down from the lower floor with anxious eyes.

“Is His Highness alright?”

“He’s that kind of person, let’s trust him and wait…”

Slash!

“…!?”

The knight who was answering fell down with a dumbfounded expression, pierced by an invisible blade.

“Who is it?”

“What the hell is this?”

The one who appeared out of nowhere and swung his sword was a monster covered in dark shadows.

The knights were startled and took a defensive stance.

“Back off!”

The captain Heinz stepped forward.

But he also felt a cold touch on his neck and quickly blocked it with his sword.

Clang!

Heinz grunted in doubt as he fought against the monster.

‘What kind of monster is this?’

But he didn’t have time to think, as the monster started to swing his sword more fiercely, pushing Heinz back.

“Are you alright?”

Shing!

A piercing light flew in and stabbed the monster’s neck.

It was Beatrie, who had rushed over after hearing the sound.

Shriek!

But the monster didn’t seem to be affected by the wound on his neck, and turned his body to swing his sword at her.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

She and the monster clashed their swords more than ten times in an instant. But Beatrie’s expressionless face gradually turned serious.

She groaned and looked at the monster in front of her.

“Your Highness?”