The Possessor Has No Desire To Be a Protagonist

067. Unbreakable (2)

“Are you feeling better?”

My whole body ached, but the voice opened my eyes. As I hurriedly raised my upper body, the pain followed.

My eyes were suddenly furrowed. Soon I realized that I was bedridden.

“Ugh… , Master?”

“Yes, I am your master. What are you so surprised about?”

The master sitting next to me was as elegant and neat as I remembered.

“Master, obviously… .”

My body was as cold as ice. Naturally, I thought Master was dead.

“Ah, I almost died. Are you really okay? I heard you broke your limbs.”

I tried to move my limbs. A groan escaped from the excruciating pain. It seems that the bones are attached somehow, but it must not have fully recovered yet.

“It seems fine. He is stronger than he looks.”

“… … ”

“By the way, why did you call out to the master and cry out loud? Do you think I would have died?”

I remembered hugging Master and crying. My face seemed to heat up to my ears.

Didn’t Master lose consciousness?

A lot of questions were floating around in my head unorganized.

Looking at Master’s expression, it was surprising to see that she didn’t look sad at all.

As expected, Master is a grown-up and manages his emotions well.

“By the way, he cried in an inexhaustible manner. A guy.”

“Yeah… ! Since Master drank poison… .”

“Yes, thanks to you, I woke up after wandering between death and near death.”

After hearing the story, Master and I were rescued by the dispatched guards. The guards who saw the earth shaking and magical energy gushing out from the Devil’s Nest were immediately put into the Devil’s Nest.

Really, it must have been that mana surged through the primeval forest.

“Still, I knew the heart of the disciple who cared for me.”

Master put her chin hand on my head.

“Rest. I will take care of everything related to Aen.”

Master handed me a bowl of medicine that had been placed on the table. I accepted the treat and looked Master’s eyes.

“What are you doing? The teacher made the decoction himself, so is it something you don’t want to drink?”

“It is not.”

“Then, go ahead and listen.”

“thank you. Master.”

As soon as I finished speaking, I drank the medicine. The brown liquid passed, leaving a thick bitter taste at the root of the tongue. Soon the fatigue set in again.

“Hold your breath. Ethan. I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

Master’s voice seemed to be coming from afar. Drowsiness poured out as if he had taken sleeping pills. Are there sleeping pills in the medicine? ?

“I have to meet the head of state tomorrow, so get some rest.”

The last time I saw Master was smiling warmly.

* * *

midnight.

Sylvia looked out the window from her room.

All the servants were asleep, so the castle was extremely quiet. I conveyed everything I wanted to say to Ethan well.

Although the body did not fully recover from the poison, there was no major problem in moving.

Because she had such good stamina and quick recovery.

The moonlight, revealed through the clouds, crossed the room once.

Her long silver hair was loosely tied back. I held the Claymore in my hand with a calm and cool feeling.

‘Ethan… , You poor disciple. What the hell are you… .’

Sylvia remembered what she had seen. In her dim consciousness, she saw Ethan summoning the Black Knight.

‘Why are you chanting… .’

My teeth were grinding.

He could have cut Ethan right on the spot without asking. But I wanted to be sure.

Grabbing the cold handle calmed my mind.

Ever since I was young, when I held a sword, I always felt calm. Sylvia turned around and headed for the castle’s arena.

Battlefield at Lynchester Castle.

A knight in black armor stood there.

Sreureung-

A claymore with a silver blade came out of its scabbard.

If an undead is discovered within the territory, it is executed on the spot. That was the Lynchester class rule.

“As for what your relationship is with the student, I will ask you after cutting off your limbs.”

A pleasant smile appeared on Sylvia’s lips. It was always fun before the battle.

“My name is Rien Estar. He was once a knight who protected the empire.”

“… Lien Estar? Isn’t Rien the knight who protected the empire? Why is such a dead person hiding in the shadow of Ethan?”

What was my disciple doing?

Sylvia, swallowing those words behind her, glared at her opponent with blue eyes.

“I have sworn allegiance to my lord, Ethan.”

“You swore allegiance to Lord Edan? funny. What does the oath of the dead mean?”

Return the dead to their original place.

With that single conviction, Sylvia grabbed the sword. Although he wasn’t in good shape yet, it wasn’t difficult to wield the sword.

Sylvia and Rien stood facing each other.

Claymore was facing Rien. She had no intention of avoiding this battle.

Rien’s red eyes met Sylvia. The two gazes were exchanged without an inch of distraction.

“Knight of Lynchester, step back. I do not conduct battles that my lord has not commanded.”

“Even dead, a warrior proves his worth through battle. Raise your arms.”

I didn’t want to take the conversation further than that. He didn’t know what sweet words to whisper to confuse himself.

‘Conversation beyond this will only add to the confusion.’

Sylvia’s heart was beating and her breathing was quickening.

In any case, Rien was revived with Gamigin’s ruby. A light demonic energy permeated his body.

‘Destroy the demon.’

As a result, the instinct that had been dormant in the lineage was awakening in response to the demonic energy. Behind Sylvia, blue magic gushed out like a living organism.

Sylvia kicked the ground. The distance shortened in an instant.

Halberd collided with Claymore.

A tingling sensation followed along with a sharp metallic sound.

The red magic power and the blue magic formed themselves as if they were going to eat each other.

Quagga gaga… !

As Silvia entered this place, all signs were reduced with Silence magic.

Even if they did their best, there was a low probability that the people in the castle would hear the sound of this place.

Cagan!

Rien swung the halberd and pushed the sword away. Sylvia stepped back once.

Closing the distance again, Sylvia grabbed the sword with both hands.

Linchester swordsmanship 4th, sword dance.

Green magic burst out and wrapped around Claymore. As if dancing, Sylvia’s movements were light.

It is hard to believe that he was poisoned during the day.

A short battle ensued. The opponent reacted calmly as if he knew the technique to use.

A chain of sparks erupted from the collision of metals.

widely-

Sylvia stepped lightly on the ground and rotated her body. The sword loaded with rotational power drove the opponent by drawing a semicircle in succession.

“Wield your weapon properly. You dead!”

Claymore brushed Rien’s armor.

The armor that touched the blade opened with a snap.

Again, the blade of the sword crossed the air. A silver sword was created.

As soon as Sylvia followed Rien, she turned her body. The sword stabbed from bottom to top.

The blade of the sword touched the halberd’s spearhead, exchanging battles. Neither was pushed back by force.

“Without my lord’s orders, I will only protect my own body.”

Sylvia grinned at this.

Isn’t that what makes you look like a villain?

If the opponent came out like this, even if I won, it wasn’t a win.

baak-

Sylvia’s kick pushed Rien away.

Chasing after the distant enemy, Sylvia kicked the ground. The sword was swung.

distance was sufficient.

It cuts down before it gets into position yet. She aimed for Rien’s left arm. The blue blade cut through the armor.

Evil- Tuk.

His left arm fell helplessly to the floor.

However, the knight stood there without a single cry of pain or even an inch of distraction.

Sylvia slowly turned around and looked at Rien.

Clearly, the opponent was strong. However, I did not show my skills properly. The silver sword fell to the floor.

“Fight. dead man It means holding the right weapon.”

“… It is your victory.”

“Victory? Did you say victory? How dare you mock me!”

That remark rekindled Sylvia’s fighting spirit. Words I couldn’t bear to spit out lingered around my lips.

The opponent did not speak for a long time.

Even if he slaps his neck, the other person won’t say anything.

With that thought in mind, Sylvia drew her sword.

“good night. Knight… . Ask your lord for this sin.”

Sylvia turned around and went outside. He was always an enigmatic disciple. What else are you doing while reviving the dead?

Sylvia went outside and tried to return the claymore to the scabbard.

stop.

Only then did Sylvia discover the crack that ate the blade. The cracks were small, but it was unknown what would happen if the battle continued.

If the blade had to break at the critical moment… .

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Just imagining it was terrifying. Even if he won, he did not win.

If the opponent had tried their best from the start, the sword could have been broken.

* * *

Early moning.

Ethan hurriedly opened his eyes at Sylvia’s call. Sylvia sat down in her chair and cast her gaze toward Ethan. It was the same spot where she was yesterday.

“… Ethan.”

Ethan didn’t know when she had been here.

Instinctively he sensed the seriousness of the situation. It had been a long time since I had seen Master so angry.

“Yes! Master. For some reason… .”

As soon as Ethan got up, Silva kicked in. It was a kick that was not considerate of the patient.

bang!

Ethan reflexively grabbed his sword and crossed his arms to block the kick. However, it rolled across the floor with a clattering sound.

Sylvia’s feet pressed heavily on Ethan.

It was difficult to breathe. As if the silver blade had been waiting for it, it passed through Edan’s neck and stuck to the floor. The spine felt chilly.

It was obviously a severe punishment for a disciple who was not in good health.

“Speak only the truth. Ethan. What have you done?”

Sylvia’s silver hair touched Ethan’s cheek as she bowed. It was so close that you could even breathe.

“What is the Black Knight?”

“… Master.”

“Speak. I am very angry right now Are you f*cking with the devil? Your master is asking you if he did witchcraft.”

Ethan looked up at his trembling blue eyes. There was a faint sadness in his eyes. It felt as if tears would flow down my cheeks at any moment.

“no.”

“Then what is it? Did you sign a contract with Ma to save me? Even if you saved me, it doesn’t change that you stuck with the devil. Do you really want to die at my hands?”

Knock! Sylvia lightly grabbed Ethan by the scruff of the neck and threw Ethan into the wall. Ethan twisted in the air, stepped on the wall, and corrected his posture.

In that state, he could kick the wall and pull out his sword. It was amazing. However, Sylvia hid her surprise.

“Your… . What is that growth rate?”

Sylvia spat out a sentence as if chewing it. Sylvia’s back was filled with mana.

‘Clumsy lies don’t work.’

It was something that Ethan knew as well, having gone through it many times. Sylvia was quick to notice the other person’s feelings like a ghost.

Sylvia held the sword as if she would jump in at any moment.

If he hadn’t been a disciple, he would have already cut off a limb and started the interrogation.

“I will tell you all. Please calm down for now.”

“Throw the sword you are holding at me. Because I want to kill you right now.”

It’s not like it’s not, Sylvia felt like her blood was about to spurt from the sense of betrayal.

The sword Edan was holding trembled slightly. It was a sword that had not yet exposed its blade.

“That won’t work.”

“Can not be done? Do you dare to disobey your master’s orders?”

“It is not disobedience. It’s just because Master taught me never to let go of the sword at any moment.”

Sylvia’s fine eyebrows narrowed. However, as if having fun, a line formed at the corner of his mouth.

Even when you sleep, sleep with a black bosom. It was Sylvia who had said that.

“You’re good at making funny excuses for cheating on your teacher.”

“Master… .”

“I can’t understand how you grew up without being attached to a horse.”

Ethan slowly knelt on the spot.

“If I tell a lie, Master, please cut me down with your own hands. But first, I want you to listen to me first.”

Black eyes with unwavering faith. Facing this, the murderous spirit surrounding Sylvia gradually softened.

“Speak in that state. what happened so far Tell me in detail what you have been doing.”

Edan confessed what happened on Arbis Island.

Even the fact that he fell for the devil’s trick and confronted the black knight, and after two battles with him, he saved the black knight with jewels.

Why did they have no choice but to save Rien? However, in the end, Ethan could not reveal the secret of Arthur and himself.

“… Is that why you learned necromancy?”

“That’s right.”

“… … ”

Silence fell heavily. Sylvia’s longsword returned to its scabbard.

“I will suspend your sin of using demonic magic.”

“… … thank you Thank you for forgiving me.”

“It is not forgiveness. you stupid bastard I will cut you off whenever you fall into evil.”

Ethan couldn’t bear to raise his head properly. In any case, deceiving Master was his own sin.

Because Sylvia was a member of the Lynchester family before being Ethan’s teacher.

“If I get stained with hemp, please do so.”

“I don’t even think about my heart to cut you. You don’t lose a word.”

Sylvia bent her knees and put her hand on the pupil’s head. It was an act of tempering his anger.

“Ethan, summon that black knight somewhere. I need to see if what you say is true.”

At those words, Ethan stood up and stretched out his hand into the air.

With a cold gaze, the master watched Ethan. If he did anything stupid, he was ready to slash.

“Respond to the call.”

Following that command, Rien emerged from Edan’s shadow. Lien was on one knee.

“Lord! All of this is my negligence and mistake.”

The left arm, which had been cut off yesterday, was still intact. As if it never fell in the first place.

“Did you say Rien? Report to your lord what happened yesterday.”

Sylvia’s blue eyes glared at the two. Ethan heard what happened yesterday from Rien.

While Ethan was asleep, the two battled. Then his arm fell off, but he recovered.

Ethan listened to Rien’s words in silence.

“It’s all my fault. Lord. Please punish me.”

After hesitating for a long time, Ethan parted his lips. Soon, he obtained a promise from Lien that he would never move alone again.

Eventually, Ethan was able to ask what he was really curious about.

“But are your arms okay?”

“It is fine.”

Compared to the Death Knight, Chaos Knight’s body’s resilience was outstanding. Attaching the limbs was not difficult. Sylvia looked at the two and scratched the back of her head.

Somehow, it felt like an extra stupid disciple had been added.

“Wash up and get ready for breakfast. Poor disciple.”

At those words, Ethan quickly stood up. Sylvia glanced around and asked softly.

“… Are you in a lot of pain?”

“it’s okay. I just apologize for causing concern.”

“… My heart broke, not knowing if I should cut you.”

I dared not say anything in response to that. Ethan lowered his head and followed Sylvia.

“Ethan, follow me. The head of the house is looking for you.”