The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

30 – Sword Saint – 2

Rachel was lying helplessly on the floor, staring blankly at the sky.

The sky with a round blood-red moon was extremely red. The sky was also bathed in red moonlight and turned as bright as blood. A nonsensical thought occurred to me: “This is what the sky in the Demon World is like.”

“What brought you here? Was it arrogance? Was it overconfidence? Was it an honor? Was it a duty?”

A murmur without even a hint of pitch came into Rachel’s ears.

Her neck turned with difficulty. The surrounding area, which was so rugged that the horizon could not be seen, was clearly visible up to the place where the sky and the ground met, and the entire area was full of pits and valleys of unknown depth.

It was all an aftermath of the fight between Rachel and the Demon King.

“You weak human being.”

“Ugh, extreme…… !”

The devil stepped on Rachel’s right arm. Rachel gritted her teeth and held back a scream. However, the Demon King did not stop at simply stepping on it, but even pressed down with great force.

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“Aaaaah!”

Her whole finger was crushed with the sound of her bones breaking. A scream came out of Rachel’s mouth.

The sensation of her fingernails breaking, her skin tearing, blood and flesh flowing from the torn skin, and her bones being crushed to pieces was not a very pleasant feeling, to say the least.

“It’s meaningless.”

“Okay…… !”

Next, her palmar bone was stepped on and broken.

“Weak.”

“Aaaaah!”

My wrist bone was broken. Trampled and crushed flesh spread out on both sides of the Demon King’s shoes.

“You insignificant creature.”

“Kwaaaaak!”

The devil was trampling on Rachel’s right arm, which was already broken to pieces, so that not even his own form remained. Rachel’s right arm was crushed, step by step, meticulously, starting from the tips of her fingers.

It was an absolutely terrible pain. Rachel continued to scream. Then, when half of her upper forearm was crushed, she barely came to her senses and opened her mouth.

“Lord, if you want to kill me, kill me…” … !”

“Don’t you know the subject?”

“Ugh, ahhh…” … !”

The devil did not listen at all to Rachel’s words that it would be better to kill him. Her leather boots crushed her right arm more thoroughly, and it was only when her shoulder was flattened beneath it that she took her feet.

Her entire right arm was a mess. The bones had no shape left, as if they had been crushed in a press, and the skin and flesh were pressed flat to the floor.

Rachel turned her head. I was afraid to look at this face any longer. Moans filled with fear and pain continued to flow from between her lips.

“Huh, huh…” ….”

“Did you really think that your life was worth taking for yourself when you couldn’t even touch Yeo’s collar? “She is not worth four years of life, she is not worth one swing of her arm.”

It was just as he said. While Rachel’s entire body was covered in soot and scars, except for her right arm, which was crushed after being trampled, the Demon King did not even have a trace of soot on her white coat.

The devil was so strong. After he transcended his realm, he wanted to beat up his past self, who thought he could beat anyone.

It was something that was completely outside the standard, and was not something that could be determined with human power. It was something beyond that. Rachel, who realized that fact, let out a laugh.

How on earth could the war with demons last for hundreds of years? Why on earth haven’t humans gone extinct yet?

If this being had come forward in person, humanity would have been exterminated a long time ago without even a single human being left behind.

“I can see fear in your eyes. “Are you curious as to why you are still alive?”

As if he had the skill to read minds, the Demon King caught Rachel’s surprise.

“The reason is that you humans are so insignificant compared to Yeo’s power.”

“… ….”

“I don’t want a world full of ruins. She doesn’t want a world where only demons remain. She raises all humans as her slaves, generation after generation, and wants them to become livestock for the demon race forever.”

It was an ambition expressed calmly, but it also proved that he was confident.

The Demon King’s voice rang out clearly with undeniable power, and cheers bordering on screams erupted from the Demon King’s army, which was lined up endlessly beyond the horizon.

Rachel suddenly felt like plugging her ears. Compared to the endless waves of legions, the human army felt so weak.

“But there is no future for those who have no power in it. All demons will be tested, and only those who have proven their valor and strength will be able to enjoy human blood, flesh, and bones.”

This time, cheers erupted. Except for the undead, all the demonic forces were shouting at the world to leave, as if trying to show off their power.

There was no reason not to cheer. It was a declaration very fitting for a demon race that was all about strength and force.

“That’s why I’m sending those instead. “Lest our weak ones fall and be eliminated by your spear and sword, and your world will not be shattered and disappear by your power.”

“… ….”

“It is also the same thing that keeps you alive.”

“… ….”

“You live and bring hope to humanity. Let us worship you as a false idol, praise you, and give you the courage to win the fight against us. “The longer you live, the more brilliant your vain hopes become.”

Rachel’s face turned pale as she realized the devil’s intention. Even though they openly said that they would raise the morale of the humans by sending the Sword Saint alive, the demon army only got excited and pounded their chests.

If the morale of the humans goes up, they can fight more intensely. It was exactly what they wanted.

“2Nd Corps Commander.”

“Yes…… Demon King…….”

The Elder Lich, who was riding a carriage driven by four bone dragons, appeared before the Demon King as soon as he was called. The desiccated, twisted corpse knelt before him and bowed his head.

“Kill a tenth of your legions here. A million undead will soon become his exploits.”

“I will follow…” ….”

Even when ordered to kill a tenth of his legion, the Elder Lich obeyed without the slightest question. At the Elder Lich’s gesture, the undead army began biting each other and killing those who had been their comrades just moments ago.

As she watched the mountain of corpses being created, Rachel trembled, consumed by fear and helplessness. The Demon King looked down at Rachel expressionlessly.

“Are you shaking?”

“… ….”

“Or are you scared?”

“… ….”

“Smile because it will be a happy day for you. “Isn’t this the day when a legend is born who single-handedly took on an army of a million corpses and returned them all to dust?”

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“… ….”

“From now on, all humans will cling to you. The soldiers on the front lines will chant your name like a spell, and every child will fall asleep listening to your legend every night and dream of becoming you. Just by your appearance, thousands of armies will cheer and tens of thousands of people will be confident of victory. “Why is this not a happy day?”

“…… You.”

Rachel, who was trembling and listening to the devil, opened her mouth with difficulty. Her nose smelled bloody, and her mouth tasted like fishy metal.

“What on earth are you?”

“What did you mean?”

The Demon King tried to form words by pressing his lips a few times, but frowned once as if that was impossible, and his face instantly returned to its original expressionless face.

“Her name is Elisier.”

Pink eyes glowed.

“He is the devil.”

‘…… The strength is really very strong.’

I took a moment to catch my breath, using her eternity as support. Just watching him fight made me wonder how he could have been traumatized by a sword.

Out of the three, I was the only one who could even stand. Brünnhilde was struck on the forehead with a teaspoon and then stretched out to her godson, while Arya sat on the floor panting as she had lost all her strength.

I was just out of breath for a moment.

Since she had eyes to see, she didn’t fight with all her might from the beginning. I only did it to a level worthy of a senior position at Bellium Academy.

“How could you have become weaker than before, Leona? “Did you just hang out with her because she had a new friend?”

Geomseong was standing still in her place, calmly twirling the teaspoon. She was not even 1cm away from where she first started sparring.

I thought I could understand why people didn’t suspect anything even though it had been more than 10 years since the right arm and the true sword were sealed.

Well, how can you doubt a person who can block the combined attack of three top prospects from Bellium Academy’s first year, with a teaspoon the size of his little finger? If you doubt it, you are crazy.

‘How strong is the Demon King?’

And once again, my doubts about the Demon King became deeper.

Doesn’t this mean that the devil was the one who struck down the enemy so overwhelmingly that it caused trauma, even though a person of his caliber attacked with all his might with a real sword during his prime?

‘…… This means that Brunhild will also become stronger than the Sword Saint in the future.’

Eventually, even the demon king falls by the hand of the hero. I glanced at Brunhild. She had finally woken up and was composing herself while rubbing her forehead.

Geomseong was seen smiling and kissing the red spot. On the surface, the situation didn’t really seem like a problem, but it felt strange, perhaps because I had heard the explanation that it was Lily Ropan ‘for now’.

“I see why Jake said he had nothing more to teach. In particular, did you say Aria?”

“Hehe…… Hehe…… Yes, yes…….”

“That’s my skill you used last time, right?”

“…… Yes.”

Aria cowered as if she thought Geomseong would be angry, but she did the opposite. She stroked Aria’s head as if her swordsmanship was great.

“It’s amazing. How did she come up with the idea of copying Chosik, even if it was only crudely, after seeing it once? People who see it for the first time don’t even know what they hit. “It’s really amazing.”

“Wow, that’s too much praise.”

“It is definitely not an over-praise. All three are great kids to teach. Leona, where did you pick out such great kids and make them your friends? Is it because he is a hero after all?”

Geomseong, who had been praising the three of us for a while, suddenly looked at Priscilla sitting in her seat. Priscilla flinched her body.

“The name is…” … Was it Priscilla?”

“…… Yes.”

“I know you care about your boyfriend, but please stop glaring at me like I’m going to kill you every time I attack him. “It’s a sight that will continue to be seen in the future, so if it happens every time, the child’s spirit won’t be able to withstand it.”

“…… Sorry.”

Priscilla lowered her head. Ever since she heard that the Sword Saint had been invited to be her special teacher, Priscilla had been feeling restless.

It was the exact opposite of before. In the past, she was anxious about not being able to twist the plot of the original story, but recently, she feels like she hates deviating from her own knowledge even more.

I’m not sure what kind of change in her state of mind occurred during that time, but it was clear that something had changed in her.

“And, is there your boyfriend?”

“… ….”

Geomseong grinned mischievously and approached me. And, her playful smile grew fainter as the distance narrowed.

The swordsman who came right in front of me whispered with a slightly uneasy look on his face.

“You know that technique you used…? … Ugh.”

But Geomseong could not even finish his sentence and frowned and slightly bowed his waist. The arm that was discreetly tucked into his wide sleeve was massaging his right arm.

It was a phantom pain that appeared every time the trauma was feedback.