Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 112

Episode 112

Quaang!

“Cuck!”

As always, Rian’s body rolled backwards miserably.

The existence that killed Lian, ‘Possibility’ looked at him with a smirk and said,

“Look, is it still impossible?”

“Fuck you.”

Spitting out blood, Lian struggled to get up.

His body was now in full wounds.

Of course, even if you say it’s a wreck, it’s not a reality, it’s a mental world, so if you go back to reality, you’ll be fine.

Whatever.

‘It’s filthy strong, really.’

I barely managed to get one effective hit.

Eventually it was there.

As for his opponent, this ‘future possibility’ was really shockingly strong.

If you want to reach it, it’s far away again.

The gap is not going to be easily narrowed.

furthermore.

“Anyway, you’re filthy stubborn. Well, it’s true that I was a bit stubborn when I was younger.”

“What an illusion…Besides

, this fantasy guy says different things and does different things every time we meet.

like a living human being.

At first, I repeated only the lines and movements that were set like fantasy. But somehow, as time passed, something changed….

“Stand up. I don’t know if I can do more.”

“What an illusion…It’s ridiculous.”

“Okay. It’s an incredibly sophisticated fantasy, so don’t you think it’s giving you advice and a response that’s right for you?”

This is it.

He scans himself as if he were looking at a junior who is lacking in some way, accurately detects the situation and raises him up.

No excuses either.

cool and thorough.

It’s about figuring out his limits and pushing him to the point where he can.

picked up the sword again.

‘I don’t really see anything. What’s all this?’

It still doesn’t look like a gap, but it’s a little better than the first time.

At the time, I didn’t even know that there were no gaps.

‘Aim for the blind spot.’

He quickly swept through his opponent while holding his sword.

There is no gap in sight, but the process of preparing a way out is meaningful.

First of all, you have to jump.

Rather than hesitate to find an invisible gap, it is better to rush at it.

In an instant, he kicked the ground.

Until then, the opponent just leisurely chews the grass in his mouth.

There was no sign of raising the dangling sword.

He closed the distance in an instant and wrapped his aura as much as possible.

A brief sense of exhilaration swept through his body and flowed slowly around him.

Mülière training method.

The true value of this training method is that the power that can be used is not limited to Aura.

There are limits to the gyeongjie, but.

In addition to the aura, it is possible to accept and use other auras.

Divine power, for example.

Of course, Rian was not aware that what he was using was clearly divine power.

just instinct.

That proves both Rian’s genius and at the same time proves that he’s still immature.

‘It will be different this time.’

He pulled the hand holding the sword behind his waist and swung it as it was.

While using the aura excessively to the point of overdoing it, I increased my speed as much as possible and aimed at the side.

The damaged muscles are immediately restored by the divine power spread throughout the body.

And that helped him to unleash his power one step up.

Expert superlative.

Normally, with this level of power, it should be able to finish off quite a few opponents in one blow.

but.

“It is fast. You have definitely grown.”

Even in front of that blow, the opponent didn’t panic at all.

I smile as if my past is funny.

“But are you just going fast?”

“…uh?”

Quaang!

For an instant, I felt a crushing pain in my lower back.

“Keugh!”

Before I could even judge what had happened, it was thrown out.

‘how?’

I thought to myself for a moment.

Opponent blocked his blow. Yes, that is my assumption.

Of course, I was preparing for the next one…

‘When was it right?’

There was no sign of an attack.

Didn’t you see?

He had good senses and eyes, but he couldn’t even sense it at all.

how the hell

“Did you think you didn’t see it?”

“…!”

“You sick. It’s not that I didn’t see it.”

Possibility let out a laugh as he patted his head.

“I didn’t see it. You are ignoring what you are writing and what you can reach.”

“What is that…Possibilities laughed at Lian, who was rolling on the ground awkwardly

.

“Who was Mulière?”

“A famous swordsman as a master…”

“No no no. It’s just a story from the history of being sold at street stalls.”

he chuckled.

I don’t know why, but Lian’s smile was disgusting.

“Mullière, King of All Diseases.”

“…what?”

“therefore.”

The laugh got thicker.

“The existence of Mullière was just one of the masks used by the ‘King of All Diseases’ as a swordsman.”

It’s called Persona.

A mask suited to the role used by actors in a masquerade.

Possibility told Ryan.

“The training method offers you a path to all diseases, but you don’t intend to follow it and only hold your sword.”

“what…sound?”

“Oh, you sick bastard. Isn’t it time to understand this?”

Possibility told him, shaking his head.

“You bastard, you say that you are ignoring even the source of the training method because you have been eaten by the ego of ‘swordsman’.”

i.e. it’s not that you can’t.

“You could have done it before, but you were ‘not’ doing it.”

* * *

It’s been two years since I came back.

A year and a half has passed since I returned to Draculion from the capital.

“hmm.”

I nodded my head in satisfaction as I looked at the grass and trees that filled the surroundings.

It hasn’t been a long time, but a lot has changed.

It’s not like high-rise buildings have been built or strong walls have been built….

Anyway.

“It’s become quite worth living.”

In other words, it became a land that could be inhabited by ‘at least’.

Objectively, it was still not very attractive, but for something that was made in less than two years, it was still quite worth seeing.

“It’s all thanks to the warrior.”

Receiving my words, Chepes bowed his head respectfully.

After finally returning a week ago, he returned to Draculion with about 30 demon hunters.

“If it wasn’t for the hero, it would have been left in ruins forever. But thanks…“

I did the obvious thing.”

I responded with a smile at his words.

Originally, he was also treating him with respect, but he refused when he returned.

As an ‘acting lord’, it is not right to listen to the real lord with respect.

“By the way, Sir Chepes. Is it worth doing as an acting lord?”

“There are still many things to do, but…”

Chepesch told me with a wry smile.

“You don’t have to worry too much. First of all, as the heir of the family, he has the proper knowledge of manor management and has enough support.”

“Hmm.”

“I’m thinking of making this place an outpost for demon hunters. There are only a few left, but all of them have been twisted by demons and have become stronger.”

I looked down.

The demon hunters brought by Chepes were concentrating on training while confronting each other.

entire…I did get twisted.

There were those who seemed to have met a few times before returning, and there were also those who had never met before.

“There are also people who have been cursed by werewolves or cursed by demonic eyes. Besides that…Aren’t there hardships that aren’t welcomed?”

“know. That’s why I asked you to call those people in the first place.”

I dragged Chepes and went downstairs.

At that moment, the eyes of the hunters, who were concentrating on their own training, were focused.

“Aren’t you the leader and lord?”

Among them, Werewolf-cursed hunter Ansbach greeted us with a gloomy voice.

Of course, that dark expression wasn’t enough. Most demon hunters did.

“Do you still have nightmares?”

“…It can’t be erased, can it?”

Ansbach grabbed his face as he said that.

The hand he was holding trembled.

“Because of those damn demons, I took my family with my own hands…”

“I guess so.”

I raised my hand to stop Ansbach from speaking before digging further.

Just as Chepes was associated with the devil and the family was completely ruined.

All of the demon hunters here also have a tragedy related to demons in their arms.

The majority were insane, but only those who weren’t insane remained and roamed the world claiming to be hunters.

Then the woman in the back asked.

“…Hero, if you are here, can you crush the demons?”

“You have to practice first. The most important thing is that you keep yourselves together and not be swayed by hatred.”

I am not saying that hating someone is unconditionally wrong.

Their hatred of demons is very justified.

It’s okay for them to antagonize demons.

‘I have to prevent a disaster where the devil blinds me and slaughters innocent people.’

Among the hunters, there were those who crossed the line because they were eaten by hatred.

Fortunately, I had a way.

“Lord Cepes, what did I say?”

“Ah, I am getting ready. Of course, personally…”

Tzepes frowned.

“…I am still uncomfortable.”

what would it be

No wonder.

What I asked Chepesch about was the recycling of ‘a certain grave’.

In a way, it is also the source of all evil from which Draculion’s tragedy began.

“The kindness of Nephthys, the guardian of that place, is not strange even if it is cruel, but it is still up to you.”

“…I know. That her ability can help heal mental wounds.”

The illusion of Nephthys is very kind. It’s not an exaggeration to say that the fantasy as an ordeal has already come to an end at the point I’ve already passed through.

I can still write

The tomb is still intact, and Nephthys’ ego is intact.

But anyway, Nephthys’ karma won’t be easily resolved.

“To be honest, it’s hard to look good. Of course I know my father crossed the line first…”

“I know. Still, I believe that if you are strong, you will be able to overcome it.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

Chepeshu bowed his head to me.

But on the contrary, it would be cruel for me to ask Chepesch for such a favor.

Of course, that’s about Chepes.

After all, he has already overcome a lot. It doesn’t matter if there is no help from me.

But here with demon hunters, things are different.

I looked around and told them.

“To suppress your hatred, I plan to try a remedy.”

“If there is a cure…”

“It’s a simple fantasy. it’s sweet too no…Perhaps more cruel than anything else.”

Each of the demon hunters gathered here has something in common.

Losing a precious person in the devil’s trick.

In one way or another, part of the psyche is broken by it.

I remembered a conversation I had with Nephthys a few days ago.

-I can do it now.

She nodded at me in a firm voice.

-Leave it to me. I won’t fail this time.

Nephthys spoke to me in an earnest voice, probably because she was quite desperate during the neglected time.

Ask for a chance to undo some of your mistakes.

I didn’t feel bad either.

If she could fix that ‘selfish kindness’, her powers could definitely be put to good use.

“Anyway, let’s go and see.”

“All right.”

The demon hunters headed for the tomb under Chepesch’s guidance with expressions of confusion.

* * *

The rest will be taken care of by Chepesch and Nephthys somehow.

So now today….

“hey.”

I turned my head at the sudden voice.

It was Ryan.

Yes, he was a guy….

“no…“

I said it because it was absurd.

“What the hell did you do again, so it ended up like that.”

A guy walking with a limp on crutches, as if he had been lynched somewhere.

I have no idea what the hell happened.

Then, as if he had made a big decision, he suddenly threw down his crutches.

“Look carefully.”

He put his injured leg forward.

“A great first step for me to reach the next level.”

Saying that in a solemn voice, he stepped forward with bandaged legs.

and.

Kwajik.

“Fuck it!”

His legs broke and he fell to the ground.

Tears flowed from my eyes, as if I felt sorry for my miserable state….

It was both funny and pitiful.

“Uhhhh Sivaaaal!”

“No, it’s the next stage.”

what is this

Great mage who transcends by regression