Chapter 40: Sensitive Divano ~ Ask for a Monthly Pass~)
Devano was nearly fifty years old and had fought thousands of battles in his life.
Before you get the title of 'Sword Master', you will lose and win in battles.
After obtaining the title of 'Sword Master', he won every battle.
Every battle is a whetstone, sharpening Divano's state of mind as sharp as the edge of a sword, and also causing his body to undergo slight strange changes.
All kinds of abilities that are not ordinary people appeared in him.
When ordinary people looked at him, their eyes were filled with respect and fear.
When he looks at ordinary people, he feels proud and disdainful.
That kind of mentality is like looking at ants.
Because he thinks this is right.
Because that's how the man who broke into the 'Temple' thirty years ago looked at him.
At that time, Divano, who was about to turn 20, was already well-known in the 'Temple'. His outstanding talent and perseverance made him favored by everyone.
There are even rumors that he will be regarded as the next generation of the Holy Son.
Although it was a rumor, he was looking forward to it.
It was just the appearance of that man that broke everything.
It was during the 'seance' ceremony that the pope, twelve archbishops, and forty-eight district bishops gathered together to prepare for the coming of God.
Then, the man who was supposed to be captured by the knights and burned to death appeared just like that.
Step up from the foot of the sacred mountain of the ‘Temple’ in an upright manner.
One level and one punch.
One punch kills a thousand.
No one can stop the opponent, not even Divano.
In fact, when Divano saw the little giant-like figure, he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword.
He just stared blankly at the other party rushing into the hall.
Just watching the other party smile dismissively in front of the 'coming god', and punch out.
The pope, the bishop, and the diocesan bishop stood in front of the fist.
But the next moment, including the ‘descended gods’, all the beings standing in front of that fist were shattered into pieces!
Only the dazzling light remains!
All that's left is the mushroom cloud rising into the sky!
When Divano opened his eyes again, the sacred mountain that originally 'connected heaven and earth' had disappeared, along with the most elite knights of the 'Temple', the fanatics.
Divano clearly remembered the...disappointment on the tall man's face when he walked out of the pit.
That was the look on his face when he thought he was facing a strong enemy, but ended up disappointed.
Then, disdain appeared on the other party's face again.
From beginning to end, Divano remembered that expression.
The expression of a strong person!
He imprinted it deep in his soul.
Over the next two decades, Devano continued to hone his skills.
But every time he fought, he couldn't help but think of this tall man. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, his courage was completely lost, and his heart was completely broken.
Until I have the ‘Holy Sword’!
The 'Holy Sword' that gives him courage!
Let him return to the top again!
Make him invincible!
"Ahhh!"
The screams in his mouth continued, but Divano didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and touched the box containing the 'Holy Sword'. He didn't open it completely, but just put his hand in.
In an instant, the panic disappeared.
Divano regained his composure.
He is no longer twenty years old!
He is now the ‘Sword Master’ Divano!
Facing the opponent's punch, facing the opponent's punch... I'm afraid I still can't take it!
Devano couldn't deceive himself.
His heart and his sword would not allow him to do this.
He considers himself no match for the other party.
In other words, he doesn't think there is anyone in this world who can be his opponent.
That is a monster that should not exist in the human world!
"fortunately!"
"This is all an illusion created by magic!"
Devano thought this way.
Then, his eyes looked at the photo on the ground.
"Creating the thing I fear the most, this must be the key to the technique. As long as I cut it, everything will return to normal!"
Thinking silently, Divano took a deep breath.
Clang!
He slowly drew out his standard long sword.
Then, a sword thrust out.
A sword that has been tempered thousands of times should have hit with one blow.
However, such a sword deflected when it was thrust out.
Moreover, it has shifted a lot.
It was obvious that he was stabbing at the photo on the floor, but Divano was stabbing at the wall instead.
The tip of the sword went straight into the wall, and Divano was stunned.
He looked down at the photo that was close at hand, and drew his sword back as if he was electrocuted. Then, trembling, he had to put his hand into the sword box again, and touched the 'Holy Sword' to gain courage.
After a full two seconds, Divano returned to normal.
call!
He exhaled heavily and looked at the photos on the ground with a solemn expression.
“It’s really not that simple!”
"Even if your image is retained in an ordinary photo, it will become extraordinary. It can deflect my sword!"
"But, only this time!"
Devano once again stood with his sword in hand.
He used his breathing to adjust the muscles in his body, and his will began to attach to the sword.
Buzz!
The blade trembled.
An invisible, sharp sword energy took Divano as the center of the circle and split in all directions.
Stab, sting!
On the hard floor and walls, marks appeared like marks after being slashed by a long sword, and the furniture was shattered immediately.
But that photo didn't exist.
It was picked up by a hand wearing black gloves and put into his arms very solemnly.
Divano was stunned.
He frowned and glanced at the man wearing a hood, cloak and mask in front of him.
The mask was very strange. It was white overall, with deep-set black eyes and a raised bridge of the nose. It looked like a slightly abstract face of a night owl.
Night owl?
Night Owl Court!
In an instant, Divano came back to his senses.
"really!"
"This is all your fault!"
"Night Owl Court!"
After Divano sneered, his voice was suddenly filled with an unprecedented anger, and he roared: "You heretics, how dare you use such despicable means to insult me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Divano's eyes suddenly became sharp.
It was like two long swords piercing Jason's eyes.
Jason felt his eyes hurt, and tears couldn't help overflowing, blurring his vision.
This is the body's instinctive reaction.
The same reaction goes to Jason's sensitivity to combat.
bi!
The pictures and words recited silently are completed at the same time with six on the left hand and seven on the right hand.
【Flash Technique】!
glare!
Violent, dazzling bright light was released from Jason's eyes.
"Ahhh!"
After a successful blow, Divano, who swung his sword to stab him, let out a scream and retreated, covering his eyes.
But the attack did not stop. The straight sword turned into a downward slash, the blade trembled, the air was cut, and the rapidly filling air turned into a sharp sword energy and slashed Jason directly.
But a cone of flame is faster.
boom!
The flames collided with the cone-shaped flames, and with a roar of sword energy, all the flames disappeared without a trace, leaving only scorching heat mixed with sharp air currents swirling in the room.
The walls and floors were already scarred.
After holding on for less than a second, it began to collapse.
Boom!
Dust and smoke filled the gravel.
The figures of Jason and Devano were completely obscured.
However, Divano didn't care.
He even closed his eyes that were dazzled by the [Flash Technique].
He is the ‘Sword Master’!
Everything you can see even without your eyes!
Let his heart guide the sword in his hand to find the existence of the enemy!
"The sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul!"
While chanting softly, Divano raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward.
He sensed danger ahead!
Then……
It's empty!
The sword sank into the floor in front of him.
No?!
Divano was startled.
His heart will not lead you wrong!
The enemy that exuded danger just now is indeed here!
above!
The voice of danger came again from the bottom of his heart, almost instinctively, Divano raised his hand to lift the sword in his hand.
The sword failed again.
Next is the left!
And the right side!
Divano didn't hesitate, slashing left and right while turning like a dragon.
Jason, who had already left quietly when the dust and smoke enveloped him, stood outside the smoke and frowned slightly as he looked at Divano, who was wielding a sword in front of him.
The opponent's sword was faster than the sword, and soon the long sword in his hand danced into a ball of silver light. A whirlwind composed of sword energy appeared around the opponent. The smoke and dust were involved in such a whirlwind of sword energy, and quickly
Disappeared.
However, Divano did not stop.
He continued to chop with sword after sword.
It seemed like he was fighting an invisible enemy.
And that enemy is extremely powerful!
Jason could already see sweat starting to form on Devano's forehead.
"What's going on?"
Jason was puzzled by the other party's behavior, which seemed to be in chaos.
However, this did not prevent Jason from raising his hand and throwing a fireball towards the opponent.
Buzz!
The blade of the sword trembled, Divano turned around and split Jason's fireball in two with a sword, but he did not stop, his body turned with the trend, and the long sword in his hand stabbed behind him again.
There was something more dangerous in his mind.
Snap!
With a crisp sound, the tip of the sword shattered a piece of wood mixed in the concrete.
Then, the long sword kept stirring the wood chips, until the wood chips reached a level that was invisible to the naked eye, before Divano stabbed the sword to the side again.
His heart told him that there was danger there.
But there was still a fragment of furniture there.
A piece of furniture originally used by Arras's grandfather.
To the naked eye, it looks very old.
Especially after it was broken, it was even more unbearable.
But at this moment, in order to ensure that he was not affected by the spell and the flash, Divano closed his eyes completely and followed his own mind to draw the sword.
He can't see this.
He only draws his sword against danger.
It's fine under normal circumstances.
But at this moment, the fighting gym filled with the aura of Grandfather Arras has become Divano's "narrow escape", and his mind is always aware of danger.
His sword is getting faster and faster.
His physical strength began to decline rapidly.
His breathing began to become rapid.
Jason didn't know this, but he definitely didn't mind if the enemy was weaker.
So, one fireball after another.
Finally, after losing his physical strength, Divano failed to react in time and was hit by a fireball and fell to the ground.
The power of explosives directly blew Divano over.
The 'Sword Master' fell to the ground covered in charred black.
But, there is no death.
He got up again.
He knew it was the most critical moment.
Therefore, he opened the box containing the 'Holy Sword' without hesitation.
He picked up the 'Holy Sword' in the box.
Clang!
Drawing his sword out of its sheath, he shouted loudly
