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Chapter 28: Revelation (1)
“Lady Chelsea!”
As Damien Haksen stepped out, Rebecca rushed forward and supported Chelsea Goldpixie.
“Re…Rebecca… Did you see? What did that guy do to ?”
“Ye…yes your majesty, I…I saw.”
“I…I’ll definitely kill him. And make him regret what he did to …”
Chelsea murmured, trembling in anger, with irritation in her eyes.
“Mustang Fury!”
Chelsea Goldpixie stood up abruptly and shouted. In response, a middle-aged man ca running through the door leading to the adjacent room.
“Yes…yes! Mustang Fury reporting, I ca as soon as I heard you call!”
He seed to be a middle-aged, with a noticeably thick belly.
“What’s going on? Why didn’t the enchantnt work on him !”
“I, I don’t know. Occasionally, there are people with strong immunity to dark mana. Perhaps he was one of them…”
“You incompetent fool!”
Chelsea threw a teacup that was on the table towards Mustang Fury. The cup hit Mustang Fury’s forehead squarely.
“That guy… can’t be left alive. I’ll definitely kill him. So he’ll regret spouting those words to today!”
Chelsea Goldpixie’s eyes glead fiercely.
“Guillau Blackwing? Where is he?”
“He…he’s at the tavern. He said he needs to relieve his stress because of what happened today…”
“He’s enjoying at the tavern the day before the duel?”
Chelsea Goldpixie’s gaze beca sharp.
Mustang Fury sweated profusely, nervously reading Chelsea’s mood.
“Bring him to right now! I won’t let him go unpunished!”
“My l…lady, please calm down! I…I’ll bring him here right away and make him explain!”
Upon hearing this, Chelsea forcibly suppressed her anger.
“…Tell , can Guillau Blackwing really defeat Damien Haksen?”
“Y-Yes! Who is Guillau Blackwing? He is our masterpiece! I have never seen a knight with a more excellent affinity for dark mana than him.”
“Such a person suffered humiliation from Damien Haksen during the day?”
“That was an unexpected situation…If he was using a weapon, the outco would be completely different.”
Mustang Fury spoke confidently.
“My lady, please endure a little longer! We, the Yulan, will place the Duchy in your hands!”
With Mustang Fury’s assurance, Chelsea spoke with a venomous expression.
“Make sure to keep your word. Otherwise, you might be the first to die.”
Mustang Fury’s face turned pale.
***
“Indeed, a dark mage was hiding in the vicinity.”
On the restaurant’s roof, Damien was crouching down, eavesdropping on the conversation between Chelsea and the dark mage.
After leaving the restaurant, Damien had imdiately jumped onto the roof. Using his mana, he enhanced his hearing and listened intently to the conversation inside.
“It’s not just a simple alliance. Chelsea Goldpixie is controlling the dark mage as if He was a pawn.”
That’s what the conversation seed to imply. However, Damien felt sothing uneasy about it.
‘Those dark mage bastards don’t submit to anyone like that..’
The dark mages Damien knew were venomous, with poison instead of blood running through their veins. They wouldn’t yield to anyone so easily.
Above all, the organization to which the dark magicians belonged was the issue.
‘Mustang Fury, that man, he ntioned sothing about Yulan.’
Yulan.
It was a group that Akitora, the dark mage who had cast a curse on Haksen Territory after receiving a mission from the Black Serpent gang belonged to.
Yulan was a dangerous group of dark mages, dangerous enough for the Church to actively track and pursue them.
Would dark mages from such a place obey a novice like Chelsea Goldpixie?
‘What on earth are they aiming for?’
Suddenly, a certain conversation from Damien’s mory popped up.
“Do you know what dark mages desire most desperately? It’s settling in one place.”
It was sothing Dorugo, in his past life, had said to Damien. Strictly speaking, it couldn’t be called a conversation, as Damien wasn’t in a situation to speak at that ti. Moreover, Dorugo believed Damien had completely lost his mind.
In essence, it was just Dorugo ranting.
“The life of a dark magician can be summarized as a wanderer. You have to hide from people’s gaze and escape from the Church’s pursuit. Eventually, everyone earnestly desires it— a place to settle.”
It explained why dark mages, particularly, sought to infiltrate society.
‘They are trying to use Chelsea Goldpixie to dominate the Duchy.’
No dark mage lives for long if they are caught by the Church, there has been no case of a dark mage returning alive after being persecuted by the Church.
Hence, Yulan would likely be seeking a powerful shield to protect themselves.
So, it seed that Chelsea Goldpixie was the chosen one. There was no doubt that they planned to use her to gain control over the Duchy.
‘These vermin are causing trouble beyond their scope.’
The behavior of Yulan, aiming to dominate the Duchy using Chelsea, seed to overlap with the actions of Dorugo, who had treated Damien as a slave in a past life.
‘I’ll thoroughly crush that plan.’
Damien’s eyes glowed ominously.
Damien quietly returned to the guest room.
Upon reaching the guest room, Damien first infused the bracelet with the dark mana he had stored within his body.
‘The more I see it, the more useful it becos.’
The bracelet, obtained by killing Yulan’s lieutenant Agito, had the ability to store and conceal any energy.
Thanks to it, Damien could hide the absorbed dark magic seamlessly.
‘I wish I could just discard dark magic from my life.’
Damien hated both dark mages and dark magic itself. He wanted to erase them completely from this world.
Yet, the reason for collecting dark magic was to be prepared for any unexpected events.
‘You never know what might happen in life.’
Damien, who had been thriving as a rcenary, saw his life fall apart after encountering the Archlich Dorugo.
To prevent such unforeseen situations, he stored dark mana.
After storing all the dark mana in the bracelet, Damien drew out the Thousand-Mile Sword.
[Changing the na of the sword Cheonligum to the Thousand Mile Sword]
‘Rather than going to the Duke and explaining, it’s better to show it to him directly.’
Damien’s plan was simple.
He intended to destroy the dark magic entrenched in Guillau Blackwing’s body.
When dark magic is destroyed, the released dark mana will expose the existence of the use of dark magic by Guillau Blackwing to the world.
‘Fortunately, the Resonant Sword Art is suitable for such tasks.’
[TL/N- The resonance Sword art is the na of the technique used by the Sword Musician]
Damien lightly flicked the edge of the Thousand-Mile Sword with his finger.
Buzz.
Just a slight impact made the sword vibrate fiercely.
After infusing magic into the Thousand-Mile Sword, Damien flicked the sword again.
Buzz.
The vibration beca even stronger. Simultaneously, a nearby window shattered.
“It’s not going to be easy, indeed.”
Damien frowned in dissatisfaction.
Originally, Damien had intended to break a chair, not a window. However, due to not properly controlling the vibrations, the window ended up breaking.
“How did the Sword Musician control this?”
The Sword musician possessed not only sword skills but also a talent for sound. He was naturally gifted with a strong musical sense and perfect pitch.
Damien, however, lacked the sa musical sense as the Sword musician Therefore, while he understood the techniques and principles, he couldn’t use them proficiently.
‘I’ll need so practice if I intend to use it in the duel tomorrow.’
Damien spent the night practicing with the Thousand-Mile Sword.
And just like that the sun rose and the day of the duel ca.
The people in the palace gathered at the training ground on ti. They were there to witness the duel that was happening today.
Among them were the nurous knights of the Duchy, and there were also knights participating in the duel as representatives against the Marquis.
“Who do you think will win, Sir Pavel?”
One of the candidate knights asked Pavel, a knight with a sturdy build and short height, about his opinion.
“If we only consider reputation, Guillau Blackwing is likely to win.”
Although he was a knight from a distant land, Guillau Blackwing’s reputation was so remarkable that it had reached the Apple kingdom too.
“Then, do you think we’ll finally be free from the clutches of that demon?”
The candidate knight asked, trembling.
In recent days, the duel knights had been subjected to beatings disguised as training by Damien Haksen. Resisting only resulted in brutal retaliation, and attempting to escape led to being chased down.
What particularly tornted the duel knights was Damien Haksen’s bizarre striking technique. No matter how hard Damien Haksen struck, the knights wouldn’t sustain any visible injuries.
Therefore, the duel knights couldn’t even complain to their superiors.
“If Guillau Blackwing wins, it might be possible.”
With such a significant collision, the losing side would likely leave the Duke’s service.
If Damien Haksen loses, the duel knights may finally be liberated from those dreadful days…
“But sohow, I don’t think that person will lose…”
Pavel Vermound thought of Damien Haksen.
With his eerie swordsmanship, seemingly lost emotions, and finally, brutal tactics, he was a fearso individual, enough to send shivers down the spine just by imagining.
“Well, even so, it’s natural for Guillau Blackwing to win, isn’t it?”
It was when a fellow knight chuckled and spoke that a man entered the training ground, shouting with incredible vigor.
“Huuaaah!”
He was incredibly tall and had a muscular build, especially his long and thick arms that resembled wooden logs.
“That man is Guillau Blackwing…”
Pavel Vermound stared at him with a curious expression.
It was evident at a glance. Even if they were at the sa level, Guillau Blackwing was much stronger.
“Damien Haksen! Co up here! Today is the day I’ll crush you!”
Guillau Blackwing, who had climbed onto the training ground, shouted loudly.
Pavel Vermound couldn’t help but frown at his behavior, which reminded more of a gladiator than a knight.
Although skilled, he was an individual without any refinent or dignity.
“Sir, he’s here.”
At that mont, a knight shook Pavel Vermound’s arm and pointed sowhere.
Damien Haksen had just revealed himself on the training ground.
“So, you ddn’t run away? Huh!”
Guillau Blackwing, who spotted Damien Haksen, laughed fiercely.
In contrast, Damien Haksen yawned, looking quite relaxed.
“Oh, I didn’t get much sleep last night. My shoulders are stiff.”
Damien Haksen massaged one shoulder while tilting his head from side to side.
There was no trace of determination or tension. Guillau Blackwing scoffed at his attitude.
“He’s really asking for death.”
A fierce energy started emanating from Guillau Blackwing. Faced with this rough energy, Pavel Vermound swallowed nervously.
Guillau Blackwing seed even stronger than he had thought.
Guillau Blackwing stared at Damien Haksen as if he was about to charge at him any mont.
However, the actual combat did not begin.
“It seems I’m a bit late.”
The reason was the arrival of the Duke on the training ground.
“Damien, did you sleep well last night?”
“I was practising for the duel so I couldn’t sleep properly.”
“Oh well. I don’t know what you were so engrossed in, but don’t forget about sleep. Sleep is the best dicine, they say.”
After warmly greeting Damien, the Duke approached Guillau Blackwing.
“Guillau Blackwing.”
“…Yes, Your Grace.”
Guillau Blackwing responded while giving a sidelong glance at Karl Heimlich standing beside the Duke.
“I hope you gracefully accept the outco.”
The Duke’s tone suggested that the result was already determined, causing Guillau Blackwing’s face to turn grim.
“Yes, I will do so.”
However, with Karl Heimlich present, he couldn’t explode in temper.
“Well then, no need to drag it out. Let the duel begin.”
The Duke’s declaration echoed.
As soon as the duel began, Guillau Blackwing rushed into the training ground.
He held two axes in one hand each, and the axes were adorned with sharp blades.
“Damien Haksen!”
Unable to contain his passion, Guillau Blackwing shouted loudly. In response, Damien Haksen frowned.
“Noisy brat.”
Despite the discomfort, Damien Haksen instinctively analyzed Guillau Blackwing.
/Muscles in both arms are equally developed. It ans he is ambidextrous.
Even when using dual weapons, the technique can differ based on whether one is right-handed or left-handed. Guillau Blackwing was ambidextrous, indicating a flawless technique.
“The depth varies with each step. It ans he is not proficient in manipulating mana.”
Inability to control magic consistently results in differences in the force applied to the ground, creating variations in depth with each step.
/I should stop analyzing here./
At best, he was a fake knight who elevated his status with dark magic. Damien found no value in further analysis.
“Not dodging? Are you planning to block head-on?”
Guillau Blackwing, who approached closely, raised his axes.
“There have been more than a few fools who tried to block head-on and ended up dead!”
Power surged into Guillau Blackwing’s forearm, and the two axes fell towards Damien.
Damien blocked the axes with his Thousand-Mile Sword. Upon collision, the Thousand-Mile Sword vibrated ominously.
A low hum reverberated as shockwaves emanated from Damien, shattering the ground around him.
The shockwaves reached Guillau Blackwing, sending him flying. Guillau Blackwing sorsaulted through the air before landing on the ground.
“What, what did you just do…?”
Guillau Blackwing stared at Damien in bewildernt, and others were equally astonished.
“What…what is happening right now?”
“I…I don’t understand either.”
“There was a sound, and suddenly Guillau Blackwing went flying?”
No one had seen such a defensive technique before, leading to confusion.
“…That.”
Only one person, Karl Heimlich, recognized the technique Damien used.
The Duke turned to Karl Heimlich and asked him,
“Do you know about the technique Damien Haksen used?”
“A few years ago, a knight employed by the Duke used a similar technique.”
Karl Heimlich looked at Damien with amazent.
“It was a highly unusual technique, and the mory stuck with . I never expected Damien Haksen to be capable of using it.”
After a mont of recollection, Karl Heimlich spoke to the Duke.
“If my mory serves right… You might witness sothing even more interesting.”
“Where did you learn such a strange technique?”
Guillau Blackwing got up and rushed towards Damien.
Damien ran his fingers along the blade of the Thousand-Mile Sword.
As the blade gradually vibrated, the vibrations intensified with each passing mont.
When the vibration peaked, Damien flicked the blade with his fingers.
Instantly, a shock wave hit Guillau Blackwing’s abdon.
“Oof!”
Guillau Blackwing stopped, letting out a scream. Once again, he looked at Damien with confusion.
“This guy… keeps doing weird things…”
Damien flicked the blade once again.
This ti, Guillau Blackwing’s face contorted as if being struck by an invisible club.
“Ugh!”
Damien flicked the blade again, and this ti, the impact hit Guillau Blackwing’s side.
“Argh!”
Guillau Blackwing swung his axes wildly with both hands. However, the axes hit nothing.
“What, what is that? Could it be that Damien is using magic?”
“But Damien is a knight, isn’t he?”
The guests were perplexed by this bizarre sight.
“This guy! Can’t he just fight properly?”
Guillau Blackwing, enraged, swung his hand axe. A red aura was emitted, flying towards Damien.
Woooom.
At that mont, Damien’s resonating sword changed. What was solid before beca sharp.
As the sharp resonance echoed, the aura sent by Guillau Blackwing was split in half. The aura lost its center and dispersed.
“…What?”
In an unimaginable turn of events, Guillau Blackwing froze in confusion.
Seizing the opportunity, Damien resonated his sword again.
At that mont, Guillau Blackwing urgently slamd the ground and leaped. The training ground floor seed to be sliced like a blade had passed through it.
“You…you lunatic!”
Guillau Blackwing, bewildered, rushed towards Damien. Damien glanced at the approaching Guillau Blackwing.
‘I should stop playing around.’
To test the capabilities of Guillau’s techniques, Damien had toyed with Guillau Blackwing for a mont.
Now it was ti to reveal the truth to the people.
‘The terrifying aspect of the Resonance Sword Art is not in its ability to handle large-scale battles but in its capacity to inflict internal injuries to the opponent through sword resonance.’
The Resonance Sword Art uses sword resonance as its principal energy.
Originally, this technique could not inflict internal injuries.
However, reaching the peak of the Resonance Sword Art allowed the Sword Musician to influence the opponent’s internal body.
‘However it didn’t work against masters.’
Masters had bodies trained to the extre, coupled with incredibly precise manipulation of mana.
That’s why inflicting internal injuries to them through the Resonance Sword Art was almost impossible.
‘But it is undoubtedly still useful.’
Damien flicked the Thousand-Mile Sword. The resonance of the sword began to echo softly.
He held the vibrating Thousand-Mile Sword with both hands. After raising it high into the sky, he swung it forcefully towards the ground.
A trendous sound enveloped the conference room to the point where the people shook their heads from the reverberation.
Guillau Blackwing’s body shook violently in the massive wave, causing him to freeze in his place.
“You…you…”
Guillau Blackwing’s face gradually turned pale.
“Ugh…!”
Guillau Blackwing spewed sothing from his mouth.
It wasn’t blood. Rather, it was a much darker and sticky substance.
“Why…why is Guillau acting like that?”
“Sothing seems off.”
The substance Guillau expelled touched the ground. In that mont, it transford into gas, spreading in all directions.
A pitch-black mist filled the conference room. The faces of the people who witnessed it stiffened.
“This…this couldn’t be…”
“In this world, there is only one type of mana that is black in color.”
“It’s… Dark Magic!”
The guests scread in horror.
[Translator – Kie]
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