Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Serhithran (3)

Thanks to Artis’ quick judgment, Ryu Han-bin managed to set his goal immediately.

Staring at the Mage with brown hair flying away, he launched himself by pushing himself off the ground.

“Taah!”

The road below him was crushed, followed by sonic booms.

Han-bin’s giant body shot up like an artillery shell and caught up with Maxwell in an instant.

“For God’s sake!”

Frustrated, Maxwell concentrated on his staff.

He cast a barrage of spells at Ryu Han-bin.

“Explosion! Electronic shock! Fireball! Thunder Blast!”

The problem was that, considering the urgency of the situation, all spells he cast were just at the intermediate level.

“Huh!”

With a great cheer, Han-bin just blocked all the magic with his body.

Even before the awakening of his Aura, he could already endure that much with his muscles.

That level of magic wouldn’t slow him down!

Boom!

Ryu Han-bin swung his arms nonstop as he continued to burst through the heavy explosions.

-Aura Strike!

Red Aura Bullets rained down like a meteor.

There was a magnificent explosion in front of Maxwell.

Crushed debris was rampant, and the city was shaking.

“Argh!”

Maxwell rolled back in the storm.

And he turned deadly pale.

“Awaken, power of the deepest lake! Thurman Orgarus!”

He could barely complete the chant.

Water currents rose through the cracks and formed the shape of a huge monster.

It was the Spirit of Water, Orgarus.

Argh!

Maxwell’s eyes flashed when he saw the crying spirit.

‘It’s a success!’

That was an extremely high-tiered summoning skill available only to level 83 Mages. Using it once depleted all of his Mana and caused him to feel sick for at least three days.

Of course, it wouldn’t be able to kill that monster, but at least it could give him plenty of time to run away!

“Go, Orgarus!”

In issuing an order, Maxwell was ready to run away again.

But something caught his eye.

Staring at Orgarus, Ryu Han-bin grabbed the black greatsword.

He laid the sword horizontally and then coated it with red Aura!

-Crosscut!

With the illusion of the world tearing apart, he cut the massive spirit was in two with a single slash.

He stared at Maxwell with fierce eyes.

Bam!

Boiling water scattered in all directions as red air flowed.

Along with the thick steam, the large body of Orgarus faded and fogged away.

Maxwell was shocked.

“In one shot?”

Orgarus’s existence ended without doing anything.

The Valtara warrior was a monster beyond his imagination.

Holding the sword in his hand, Han-bin laughed.

‘That’s right. I don’t have to worry about the life and death of summoned monsters.’

To the eyes of other Earthlings, it would seem that he had brutally smashed Ruslan while playing with him all the time.

But in fact, it was the result of his hard work to capture Ruslan.

‘I didn’t think he would die against 4 Aura Bullets.’

Anyway, it simply blocked the opponent’s last move.

Han-bin aimed his Blade Aura at Maxwell’s Adam’s apple.

“Is there any way left out of this?”

Maxwell had cold sweat running down his cheeks.

He couldn’t think of any.

“… I surrender.”

If he surrendered, he would end up being dragged to an interrogator who would torture him to death.

‘But it’s better than dying right now.’

He sighed and raised both hands.

“Argh!”

He then began to vomit blood.

‘What is it?’

Surprised, Han-bin became nervous.

Maxwell shook his limbs and began bleeding from his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears.

“Hey, you damn Thunder King…”

He ground his teeth with bloodshot eyes and shouted curses.

At the same time, he got scared.

“I knew he wouldn’t let me go that easily…”

After a while, Maxwell tilted his head.

At the same time, his body began to melt into the air and disappear.

That was right.

He, too, had died.

Han-bin’s expression was distorted.

Han-bin had seen a similar sight before.

When he first met Artis, the Cobolt, who was about to disclose information about the Great Earth, died that way.

Of course, the body didn’t disappear.

“… What kind of forbidden spell was that?”

* * *

Artis struck his stick on the ground with a flourish of magic.

“Roar up and hold my opponent! Chains of Crallo!”

As Effir raced, she skillfully overlapped her double swords.

-Magic Swordsmanship: Storm Dragon’s Roar!

Blue vines wriggled and flew towards Grace’s limbs.

A gale shook the atmosphere.

It wasn’t possible to fly away.

“Oh. Shit!”

With foul language, Grace aimed her right hand behind her.

“Althea’s radiance, protect me…”

Even Aliens, whose skills were acquired through the Guideline, had to chant before casting a spell.

It was a skill used by Latna’s law to the fullest extent.

The Guideline gave her the information of the chant, not a skill activation.

“… and create an invincible wall!”

The chanted spell stopped the attack of Artis and Effir.

Both were only in Level 60s, and there was a gap in the attack.

In the meantime, Grace tried to fly up again.

“It’s no use.”

Kibie thrust her long spear continuously.

Her brown Aura turned into dozens of spears and poured down like heavy rain.

They had such impeccable timing.

Inevitably, Grace defended herself against the attack with her spell shield.

Boom boom!

She did a good job at blocking it, but she was left stranded.

Artis and Effir stood at her sides, and Kibie blocked her from behind, surrounding her.

Pointing at her with her spear, Kibie exclaimed with great force.

“There’s no way out! Surrender gently!”

Nervous, Grace sweated.

‘What can I do?’

Spiritists were good at defense, assistance, and healing.

Their damage output was relatively low compared to Warriors and Mages of the same level.

Each of them had a lower level than her, but each of them was hard to break down, so she couldn’t think of any countermeasures.

‘And even if I surrender, I will be tortured to death…’

Grace was agonizing.

She could see a scene that neatly blew her troubles away.

From far away, the Valtara warrior was charging towards her with his greatsword.

‘Has Maxwell been defeated?’

At that moment, she lost her will to fight.

‘This is my end.’

With a sigh, Grace stretched her hands up.

She was about to tell her intention to surrender when she was stopped.

Nearing her, Ryu Han-bin glared at Grace with a fierce expression.

“Do you think we will accept your surrender, Alien?”

Grace could feel the fierce spirit of Han-bin.

Surprised, Grace looked up again.

‘You’re not going to accept my surrender?’

It seemed so.

“Your evil deeds can’t be forgiven!”

With the form of a demon fresh from hell, he continued his violent cry by twirling his copper muscles.

“Try as hard as you can, evil Alien! Hahahaha!

‘Oh, my God! Is he a Valtara warrior?

The Valtara warrior’s savagery was well-known throughout Latna.

They could do that easily.

Grace abandoned her last hope.

Whether she would be dead or alive, she had no choice but to fight!

“Huh! You thought I would die that easily.”

On the other hand, Artis, Effir, and Kibie were confused.

‘Huh?

‘What’s wrong with Han-bin?’

‘Why did he do such a stupid thing?’

Grace formed an ectoplasm spear and threw it at Ryu Han-bin.

Of course, it didn’t work at all.

“Damn!”

Blade Aura danced and destroyed all the spears.

Han-bin then reached Grace’s position like a wild boar and stretched out his wicked grasp.

His thick fingers clasped strongly at her delicate neck.

“Argh! Argh…”

Grace, who was caught by the neck and hung in the air, struggled.

Her complexion grew blue.

Her consciousness blurred out.

‘I am going to die like this…’

Eventually, her head fell flat.

But her body did not disappear.

She just fainted.

Only then did Ryu Han-bin put her down with a sigh of relief.

“Oh, I was scared that she would surrender.”

Artis approached and asked.

“What the hell are you doing, man?”

“These guys, there’s some weird spell on them. When they tried to surrender, it seemed to activate the spell.”

Han-bin briefly explained the situation.

Kibie nodded convincingly.

“Is that why you knocked her out on purpose? Well done.”

After laying down the fainted Grace, Han-bin smiled brightly.

“We’ve captured an Earthling alive. I’ve kept failing on that part.”

Their peaceful talks were stopped momentarily.

They could hear city guards crowding in the distance.

Grace fainted, causing her spell to dissolve.

Well, in such chaos, everyone who was going to run had already run away.

And those who ran away would have called the City Guards in a hurry.

Effir clicked his tongue.

“It’s a mess. Of course.”

Han-bin looked back at Artis.

“What are we going to do about this?”

“Leave it to me. I’ll take care of it.”

Artis shrugged his shoulders.

He was the wisest among Han-bin’s group.

“I can’t believe I, a Dragon, know more about human situations than any of you. It’s funny.”

* * *

The City Guards’ interrogation was over as Artis had boasted.

-We are Hunters. As usual, we were staying at an inn after hitting a Dungeon, but Aliens attacked us. That is the result of the battle.

– Do you have any evidence that those guys are Aliens?

-Their bodies have disappeared. These are the costumes they left behind.

– Are there any other witnesses who saw the bodies disappear? Could it be that you killed ordinary Hunters and hid the bodies?

– We are partners of the Althean Church. He also helped the Atransas family. Why would we do such a thing?

Currently, Ryu Han-bin and Artis were white-ranked partners of the Althean Church.

Due to the activities they had accumulated, their credits rose as well.

“Oh, were you those people that handled the Atransas case? I’m sorry I didn’t know.”

His attitude changed when they revealed their identity.

He didn’t ask any more questions.

The captain of the City Guard politely continued his conversation with Artis.

“I was suspicious of Serhithran’s Hunters because of their frequent disappearance these days. Aliens did it, huh.”

Unfortunately, he couldn’t get compensation for clearing Aliens.

“We have to capture Aliens alive so we can get compensation.”

Artis replied, “We know.”

“They’re not easy enough to capture. We’re sorry.”

“The problem is the damage compensation for the broken inn…”

Originally, both sides would be held responsible if they fought in the city and damaged property.

It was the custom of Latna.

It didn’t matter whether the party was wrong or right.

He couldn’t ask Han-bin’s party to compensate for the damage…

‘That Valtara warrior is so scary!’

Artis readily nodded to the panicked captain.

“We’ll pay for the damage. We’ll take their belongings instead. That’s alright, isn’t it?”

“It’s supposed to be confiscated as evidence, but… Let’s do that!”

Regrettably, the city guards left the inn.

Ryu Han-bin, who was watching the situation, laughed.

“Government officials are the same here and on Earth.”

The after-treatment was done neatly.

Looking back at the party, Artis eyed the alley.

“Let’s find a new accommodation.”

Grace, the party’s captive, was hidden in that alleyway.

“There’s a lot of questions to ask.”