The Amber Sword

Chapter 74 – King of the Underworld (25)

Brendel’s head immediately snapped back, but his reaction to his grandfather’s longsword was slow. It was an unerring thrust imbued with a technique similar to Power Break, no, a technique that was superior to it. It felt as if the blade’s sharpness had already reached his heart before it even reached him.

Brendel’s heart palpitated. Blood rushed to his head, and he faintly put in the idea to swing his blade upwards to try and divert the attack as much as possible, while his body sunk a little to evade the sword’s path. But the fatal thrust seemed to follow his heart like a magic spell.

It was too late. Brendel felt the metallic feedback from his sword, yet Torbus’s sword was not deterred in the slightest in its path. Cold steel reached pricked his skin and broke through.

[I…… failed? But I haven’t succeeded in the things that I needed to do yet—]

Brendel’s cry of lament echoed in his mind. The amount of effort that he put in for months and had risked his life repeatedly to save the kingdom was all for naught. Frustration assailed his heart and he could not help but tear up.

Pain flared through his flesh as his opponent’s blade continued to reach for his heart. It was all over. Brendel’s thoughts could not help but think back on the people he had encountered in this world.

A second passed.

Brendel easily understood the first term.

Was he possessed by a spirit? Or ghost? Or soul?

It usually indicated some kind of debuff, and gamers understood that warning well enough.

The second term was familiar as well. This term was typically reserved for wizards in the game where large ritual spells were cast. Many people to ‘gain’ that spell through the main caster. It was the same thing when he used Medissa’s techniques just a few minutes ago.

He suddenly became curious about the description in his Stats Window and opened it. He once again froze in shock.

He still held his old titles: Commoner, Militia, Mercenary, Elementalist, Scholar. There were skills as well attached to the various professions as well.

But there were three new professions.

– Swordsman
– Sword Saint
– Knight of the Seal.

[The first two professions are easy to understand. The former is a basic profession for a player, while the Sword Saint is a popular Advanced profession. I have never seen the third profession before, but the thing that surprised me the most…… Is the number of techniques and swordsmanships shared.]

There were ten-odd swordsmanships that were added to his stats window. Brendel certainly knew these them, but he did not expect this strange woman to be so skilled. There were less than twenty people in this era with her strength in the entire continent.

“Are you a Wind Elf?” He asked, thinking that she came from the distant past.

“Shhh,” the woman said, and Brendel felt an enjoyable sensation on his lips, as though she had placed a finger there, “the noble me shall answer your questions later. Pay attention, your enemies are about to approach.”

Brendel glanced at his surroundings. His four enemies had once again surrounded him.

“Here, let me help you out—” The woman said.

But Brendel refused immediately.

“No.” The youth flatly denied her.

“Hmm?” The female Elf was surprised.

“This is my duel.”

The system had restored his body and mind to be similar to his former body in the game. Once he had these skills, he was confident that he would not be any weaker than anyone here. Even if he was back in the War of the Holy Saints, he would still be considered one of the strong.

“Boy!” Kodan yelled out again.

He knew what had happened when he saw Brendel shouting earlier. His Guardian Spirit had also done the same thing of merging together with him when he was young, and the amount of information transmitted to him nearly incapacitated him because of the pain. His Guardian Spirit had to unmerge with him in order to keep him conscious, and he assumed that Brendel went through the same thing.

And in the past, he had to deal with his danger with an incomplete understanding of the techniques that was forced into his mind.

“Knowing the techniques is different from executing them! Perhaps I can give you some pointers on using the techniques given to you! Tell me, do you recognize any of the swordsmanships?”

But he would never be to guess that Brendel was already capable of using the techniques available, and that he had even surpassed the techniques that were given by the system. In addition to that, the system handled the information overload and he was completely unaffected by the merging.