Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Serhithran (5)

Kibie sighed.

“You didn’t prepare it for a day or two…”

Grace was storing what she saw and heard as information from the past.

However, Kibie, who read it with the eyes of a third party, was able to find out that Grace had not noticed it.

First and foremost, the trio didn’t build Akhtarun simply to enslave Earthlings as miners to dig up Spirit Stones.

“It’s also a laboratory to study the power of the Omphalos.”

He understood how he could use the power of the Demon to that level.

They didn’t prepare their plan in a hurry as their deaths came ever closer.

“Maybe it’s something they’ve been working on for decades.”

The evidence was that Akhtarun’s seal system hadn’t been broken for so long.

When Grace was captured, her level was 61.

She had been trapped in Akhtarun for nearly a decade. She hunted monsters down until she reached her current level of 85.

‘In other words, there could be Earthlings who have been trapped for a longer period and are likely to have higher levels.’

Thirty-three years ago, Great Earth, aiming for Preleu, had an average level of 70, and there were also some who were around level 100.

When the strongest four came forward, they easily defeated Great Earth.

But the times had changed.

Grace wasn’t that strong compared to the other Earthlings of Akhtarun.

She was average in level at best.

Even though she was a level 85 Spiritist, she was nowhere near the top.

So, how much did Great Earth grow while they were locked up?

Level 100? 110? 120?

‘No, isn’t it that bad? The highest level of monsters in Akhtarun is about 90, so their level must have slowed down after level 100.’

Even so, the average level itself was sure to be tremendously high.

They had been locked up for decades. They should have leveled up a lot.

No matter how strong the Top Three were, there was no way that they could create a fault line that wouldn’t break even with hundreds of Earthlings of the highest level rampaging around.

‘There’s something else.’

He must’ve used the power of the Demon.

If it were a talent belonging to Latna, Kibie would’ve known.

‘And that’s how he controls the spirit of these people.’

The Top Three didn’t just release hundreds of Earthlings.

A strong restriction was placed on them to prevent information from leaking out under any circumstances.

‘She just recognizes it to be a skill of the Thunder King, but…’

It was the result of a combination of three of the most powerful beings in Latna.

There was no other way to explain how Kibie could feel Force, Mana, Prana all at the same time.

With a sigh, Kibie took her hand off Grace’s head.

“I’ve found out everything I can.”

She had dug up all the information she needed. There was nothing left to see in her mind.

Kibie looked back at Han-bin with a stern look.

“This Earthling, can I kill her?”

Since Ryu Han-bin caught her, she couldn’t ignore his intention.

“That’s the right way to do things, but…”

Han-bin had a sour look on his face.

“It’s immoral to kill someone who can’t fight back. Am I too soft?”

Kibie’s expression relaxed.

She would have been disappointed if Han-bin had told her to kill Grace without hesitation.

“It means you’re still sane. You’re not soft.”

However, there was no real way to keep her alive.

If they kept her under control and woke her up, she would be considered in a ‘state of surrender.’ The spell in her would be activated.

Nevertheless, they couldn’t let go of the serial killer who had committed all kinds of evil things.

“There’s no way to release mental control.”

Grace’s mental control wasn’t just made with Latna’s magic spell or spiritual art.

There was a third power associated with the Demon Omphalos.

Kibie, who was in a state of incarnation, had no means to remove it.

Kibie’s eyes became serious.

“This woman has already killed a lot of Latnains. Countless people have been killed for her pleasure.”

But at the same time, she was just a victim who had been caught and brainwashed by the Demon.

“So I’m going to kill this woman without pain. I think that’s the punishment and mercy she deserves.”

Kibie asked Han-bin calmly.

“What do you think, Han-bin?”

Ryu Han-bin closed his eyes for a moment and organized his thoughts.

After a while, he reached a conclusion.

“I don’t want to kill people recklessly. I’m also afraid of becoming like other Earthlings.”

Artis and Effir frowned.

‘Are you telling me not to kill her?’

The current situation was not easy to deal with. It could cost them their party’s lives.

However, Han-bin continued with a firm voice.

“But it’s sinful to save a man recklessly sometimes.”

* * *

Grace died painlessly.

She lost her breath in her sleep, and her body soon disappeared, leaving behind her clothes.

Effir put away Grace’s belongings as she raised a question.

“What do we do now? We were originally planning to stay in Serhithran for another three days.”

Artis spoke firmly.

“We need to get out of this city right now.”

It was dangerous to stay in Serhithran since Kibie’s position had been discovered.

They didn’t know when the other Earthlings would attack them.

And the worst-case scenario was…

“There’s a high possibility that those three will move towards us directly. This is that important to them.”

They normally didn’t come forward themselves.

They had a lot of power, and there were many things for them to care about.

But catching Kibie should be their top priority.

He wasn’t kidding. It wasn’t weird for all three to cooperate all at once.

“Then we’re going straight for the Sword King? But Artis and I are still lacking in levels.”

Ryu Han-bin gave his opinion.

“Let’s get out of the city first and level up on the way. There must be dungeons in other parts of the country. We can hunt native monsters as a last result.”

In any case, they had to disappear immediately.

Han-bin and his party left the inn swiftly.

The inn owner was surprised to hear that they would leave the room again late at night, but they made a good fuss as if something urgent had come up.

At the same time, Han-bin also gave the owner a fake location to fool possible pursuers.

“What? You’re going?”

“Yes, something happened in Basterds.”

“It’s three days from here to Basterds. You’ve got a long journey ahead of you. Would you like some food to carry?”

“We’ve already prepared it. Thank you for your consideration.”

Afterward, they hurried to the gate.

After paying, they got out of the castle and found their wagon.

They kept the wagon moving nonstop under the moonlight.

Only then did Kibie sigh with relief.

“That should be far enough to avoid trackers.”

Artis and Effir begged to differ.

“We need to be prepared for attacks at all times.”

“There are other Aliens who are after Kibie.”

Kibie had to meet Baotolt as soon as possible without being seen.

Once she met the Sword King, she would be safe.

‘Is he the only one I can trust until then?’

Kibie sat next to Han-bin and looked at him, who was grooming his greatsword.

“I don’t like being in the protected princess position, but I can’t help it.”

She smiled as she gave the reliable Han-bin a once-over.

“Precious one-way ticket to Earth, keep your eye on it.”

“Of course. I’ll make sure you get back to your Goddess form so you can send me home.”

If she didn’t regain her divinity, she wouldn’t be able to fulfill Han-bin’s wish.

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you with everything but my life.”

Kibie smiled.

“That’s more trustworthy than a life-sacrificing statement.”

* * *

At Tasmaral, the capital of Lune.

A group of deputies lined up at Queen Genovia’s palace, ‘Leppelta de Krad.’

When their turn came, they stepped forward and handed over the plan.

The blonde black beauty sitting on the throne nodded her head to confirm the plan.

“This year’s Sinkers budget, Your Majesty.”

“That’s not bad. I approve it.”

At first glance, it was just a regular meeting, but there was something different from the usual.

The Genovia on the throne wasn’t real.

It was a three-dimensional magic image made of light.

She was working from a distance, projecting only her image.

But her vassals didn’t find it very strange.

‘She must be busy with something else.’

Genovia, who was also the most powerful Wizard of Latna, met her vassals only through holograms amid her magic research.

The Queen was working.

Her illusion suddenly looked into the air and made a strange expression.

“Huh?”

“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”

One of her vassals asked her out of curiosity.

But Genovia did not answer.

With a faint smile, she immediately disregarded the formalities.

“I’ll stop here for today. I will leave the rest to you. You can report it to me later.”

At the same time, her image disappeared from the throne.

That was also a common occurrence.

The vassals naturally bowed down toward the already empty throne.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

* * *

It was a pitch-black space covered with darkness everywhere.

A huge island could be seen floating in it.

On top of it stood a temple made of obsidian, with all kinds of flowers in full bloom.

It was a strange space where objects revealed their outlines and colors even though there was no light.

It had been the sanctuary of Kybriel, the Goddess of Darkness.

Genovia opened her eyes at the Holy Land temple.

She looked around.

A man was meditating with his eyes closed a few distances away from her.

He was a middle-aged blond man with strong features.

‘Is Garhan still at work?’

As if on cue, Garhan opened his eyes.

He looked at Genovia.

“Did you sense it?”

“Yes, I found Kybriel. She’s at Serhithran.”

Garhan let out a pleasant smile.

“That was faster than I thought. It was great we spread Aliens all over the continent.”

“But I still haven’t found out the shape or identity of the incarnation. Can we track her with them?”

“The Aliens fought against Kybriel died. There should be clues left in Serhithran.”

“Okay, I’ll inform Hollien.”

Genovia drew a circle in the air.

A video of light came to existence, showing a beautiful Nymph in colorful silk pajamas.

The beautiful nymph fixed her smooth hair away from her face.

“Hey, if it’s not urgent, why don’t you stop contacting me in the middle of the night? We’re right next to him.”

Garhan laughed.

The video showed an elegant royal bedroom. A handsome Nymph was asleep on the bed.

It was Hollien’s husband, Fairy King Loflan Strauss Allendia.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your bedtime. But this is urgent.”

Hollien’s expression hardened.

“… Did you find her?”

Genovia and Garhan spoke one after another.

“I detected Kibriel’s incarnation in Serhithran.”

“But we can’t get out of this sanctuary…”

“I need you to handle it.”

Hollien, in the video, clicked her tongue, looking at the two as if she felt sorry for them.

“It’s hard for short-lived humans to suffer. Okay, I’ll handle it.”

* * *

“…?”

Loflan opened his eyes blankly.

It was because he heard his wife muttering in her sleep.

“What’s the matter, my Queen?”

Hollien smiled and approached him.

“I just woke up for a moment, my beloved Majesty.”

With a lovely smile, she left a gentle kiss on Loflan’s cheek.

“Get some more sleep.”

The Fairy King fell asleep again.

After fixing the covers, Hollien left the bedroom.

She sat in the drawing-room, clicked her fingers slightly, and mumbled.

“I’m sorry to call you when you’re asleep.”

After a while, a woman with brown hair entered the drawing-room fully armed.

“Did you call me, my Queen?”

“Yes, Leslie.”

Hollien flicked a small emblem towards her.

“I know it’s late, but I need you to run some errands.”

It was the emblem of the Great Earth.

Leslie asked, quickly catching it.

“Where shall I go?”

Hollien replied, pointing beyond the night sky outside the window where the crescent moon appeared.

“Upper Draconium.”