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Chapter 555: The Aesthetics of the Circle (6)
His mouth watered.
Now Yeongwoo saw the opponent less as a participant and more like some kind of item box.
âHeh heh⊠soon that weapon will become part of my Sword Mountain.â
Because they were still quite far apart, the hulking knight walked toward somewhere without even noticing someone watching him.
âBy the way, doesnât that guy have a partner? He looks alone no matter how you look at it.â
If heâd already taken care of his partner long ago and was wandering like that, it would be a big problem.
Maybe to over-fulfill the dungeonâs objective you have to get everyone inside the dungeon out alive.
But if that hulking fellow has already killed someone, then wouldnât over-fulfillment be impossible?
âLetâs go take a look first.â
Yeongwoo stepped toward the hulking knight as he said this, and Lady Kanaph pulled Aratubank even closer.
âThat one feels completely different from the ones we met earlier.
Even Lady Kanaph, who knew nothing about the harsh worlds outside the universe, had basic instincts.
She could at least tell that the machine-human and the lizardman who left earlier were rookies compared to Jeong Yeongwoo.
But this opponent, at least from Lady Kanaphâs view, looked hard to beat.
The atmosphere exuded by the hulking knight was heavy.
Still, Yeongwoo walked forward without hesitation.
âHeâs stronger, so of course he feels different.â
âHow strong? Stronger than you?
âWell⊠weâll mix in some swagger to find out.â
ââŠWhat?
At Yeongwooâs uncertain answer, Lady Kanaphâs expression froze.
âIsnât that a problem?
âWhat do you mean?â
âIf heâs stronger than you⊠your life could be in danger.
âDonât forget your duty. Your duty is to protect me until I meet my older brother!
âI havenât been paid yet, so what duty are you talking about? Lady, protecting you is optional for me.â
âWhat?
Lady Kanaphâs eyes widened fiercely, but there was nothing she could actually do.
Kwakâ!
Thus Yeongwoo, carrying Lady Kanaph on his back, drew closer to the unknown giant, and eventually the opponent turned to look at Yeongwoo.
ââŠ.
The knight standing there looked up at the intruder; he was a hulking man with a height of four meters.
âHeâs so big heâd have to be folded into the escape device to fit, wouldnât he?â
He wore crude copper-colored armor over his whole body, and his face was wrapped with something like bandages, but up close that too seemed made of metal.
âA helmet? Doesnât quite look like one.â
The only part of his face not completely covered by the metal bands was his left eye. Likewise, each of the four arms the early-noticed Yeongwoo had were tightly wrapped with metal bands.
âWhat is this guy?â
As Lady Kanaph warned, Yeongwoo felt an ominous aura from the opponent and stopped at a safe distance.
Although heâd said protecting the lady was optional, he would still prefer to leave her alive if possible.
âItâs⊠cold.
âThatâs because the ladyâs scared.â
Even Yeongwooâs breath puffed from his mouth as he spoke.
It was true that the temperature near the hulking man was extremely low, as Lady Kanaph had noted.
At last the opponent spoke first.
âWho are you people?
An apparently one-armed swordsman who looked like an arm had stopped growing, and behind him dangled some kind of frog-lady.
To a stranger their combination would naturally seem bizarre.
Yeongwoo pointed Bastard at the opponentâs arm.
âIâll help you get out of here. Just cooperate a little.â
The hulking man tilted his head.
âCooperate?
Amazingly, he was still speaking politely.
So Yeongwoo carefully examined the opponentâs arms.
Of the four arms attached to him, only the one holding the blue greatsword was a prosthetic; the others appeared to be original.
The two legs were the same.
âLooks like you have some unused arms. How about giving one up for public good?â
Yeongwoo joked, but the hulking man glanced around.
âIs it only you lot here?
âHey, youâre not seriously thinking of fighting us, are you? Itâs two against one.â
Yeongwoo warned in jest, but the hulking man did not smile.
âI didnât expect to leave here without a duel.
âWhaââ
With his consistently serious manner and the odd word choice of âduel,â Yeongwoo grew curious about the manâs background.
âAre you not here to make money? What are you?â
He shoved Bastard into the air to point at his own back and asked.
The hulking man planted his azure greatsword into the ground and introduced himself.
âI am Alden, third son of the Miras. I came here to pay respects to my familyâs legacy.
Hearing this, Yeongwoo blinked in blank astonishment.
ââŠWhat is he saying? So heâs the third son of some family?â
Unexpectedly, someone added an explanatory comment from where Lady Kanaph had been trembling on Yeongwooâs back.
âMiras? You mean that Miras from the âFamilyâs Journeyâ?
Lady Kanaph stuck her head out and spoke.
âYou know him?â
Yeongwoo asked.
âI donât know the man. I just studied the Miras family.
âStudied?â
âFor nobility, learning about the great houses of the galaxy is basic education.
âGalaxyâ, it refers to dozens of galactic clusters.
In other words, Aldenâs house belonged to a distinguished family among the galactic clusters.
âWow⊠so heâs some scion of a space noble house?â
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Yeongwoo looked at Alden Miras in disbelief.
âWhatâs the Familyâs Journey?â
Lady Kanaph, who had only read about it in books, rattled off the facts sheâd memorized.
âEach scion of the Miras is given a family weapon and must go on a harsh journey with it. They must complete the four-year journey to be named heir to the legacy. It seems this dungeon was one of those trials.
So he was a scion of a space great house taking a trial to claim the family heirloom. Yeongwoo turned to glance at the blue greatsword Alden held.
Feeling Yeongwooâs insolent stare, Alden pulled the greatsword back out of the ground.
Kkwaat!
But he did not speak with Yeongwoo.
Insteadâ
âAre you a noble? If I may, may I ask your name?
He spoke to Lady Kanaph with a newly gentle voice.
Lady Kanaph elegantly spread her arm behind Yeongwoo and replied.
âI am Kanaph Izori. The sister of Duke Dalqui Izori, and the jewel of the Izori house.
âAh⊠Iâve heard of the Izori. It is an honor to meet you.
Alden, surprisingly well-read, recognized the name and spoke accordingly.
Yeongwoo, who had no dignified background or fine knowledge to interject, muttered under his breath.
ââŠThese bastards.â
He looked at the timer in the sky and gripped Bastard.
âNow is not the time for idle socializing. There are still mountains of arms to find.â
With that, Alden at last turned his gaze to Yeongwoo and asked Lady Kanaph aloud.
âWho is this?
âHeâs the person Iâm indebted toâno, the one Iâm temporarily under the protection of. Heâs the head of a humble family, apparently.
âHead of a household?
Like Lady Kanaph at first, Alden looked him over with disbelief.
âAre you in trouble?
âNot that much⊠I just want to get back to my older brother as soon as possible.
With that, at least in Kanaphâs eyes Yeongwoo had kept his honor.
But the scion of the space noble house intuitively sensed that Yeongwoo was a rogue.
He reached out one of his four arms and said,
âGive the jewel of Izori to me, head of the nameless house. My journey will end soon, and I will bring peace to the Izori house.
Yeongwoo responded with a grim face.
âYou unbalanced bratâwhat did you say? No name?â
He then swung Bastard in midair and formed the Renaissance cannon emblem.
Swaaaat!
âLook closely. This is the emblem of Renaissance, the terror of the universe.â
âRenaissanceâŠ?
Of course Alden had never seen the name in any noble roster and tilted his head.
One thing that did raise a flag wasâ
âIt resembles the Destroyer Kingâs emblem.
The Renaissance family crest resembled the wedge mark used by the destroyer Dogo.
Then he noticed something else.
âWait a moment.
The armor he had dismissed as rags bore the mark of âVesedel.â
Vesedel was a long-fallen royal house, rare to encounter in the universe, so he hadnât recognized the insignia at first.
âHa. You do know the chairmanâs reputation after all.â
Amid all this, Yeongwoo licked the blade of Bastard with his tongue and let poisonous blood drip.
Cha-aat!
The toxic substance traveled down his throat and sped up his bodily regeneration.
Thudâ the stump of his heavy-looking left arm began to thin and sprout into a fine tentacle-like shape.
The left arm heâd earlier cut while freeing two participants was gradually regaining its original form.
âYou⊠what are you?
Alden Miras staggered back in surprise for the first time.
Lady Kanaphâs eyes opened wide and her mouth gaped.
âIf you think you canât win, run!
âLady IzoriâŠ? What do you mean by that?
âTh- this manâŠ!
Before Lady Kanaph could expose the plans of this rude man, Yeongwoo stepped forward and said first.
âUnfortunately, it looks like I am the final gate of your journey. This is also the fate written in the dossier. Accept it.â
âWhat? Iâve never heard someone so insolent in my life.
Yeongwoo dashed forward with a bolt-step.
Kwaaaat!
âNow youâve heard it! Give me your unbalanced arms and legs and your family sword!â
ââŠ!
This was a line any professional robber could spit out; to Alden, born into a great house, it sounded like a horrifying curse.
Coupled with the impossible mobility of the bolt-stepâ
âAaghâŠ!
Before Alden could regain his stance, Yeongwoo had arrived at his jaw, and thenâ
Swaaaat!
Yeongwooâs Bastard cleaved through the space at incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye he severed one of Aldenâs arms.
âNo!
Lady Kanaph screamed.
The Miras family emblem consisted of four short vertical lines, representing the familyâs four arms.
Having reduced a scion of such a house to three arms was a monstrous humiliation.
âUghhhh! You bastard!
Consumed with overwhelming shame, Alden Miras lost his composure.
Yeongwoo straightened Bastard and laughed.
âYou wonât forget now! Who I am!â
Then Alden swung his greatsword viciously and shouted.
âRenaissanceâŠ! Today your head will fall!
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