The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality

8

“A collaboration offer?”

Habell heard about Scarlet’s offer from Dante.

Word must have spread that he had climbed the 2nd Tier cliff.

‘Oh, this is a pretty good situation.’

The response is better than expected.

It’s a good situation to have Van Pellin’s name known in any way.

Judging from the fact that they even made an offer, it seems that they’re interested.

All that’s left is to turn that interest into fame.

“I can’t accept it.”

Then, all of a sudden, Dante got angry.

Why is he suddenly like this?

“All this is Mr. Havel’s work. It’s absurd to say that I did it.”

That was it.

It was like Dante, who was inflexible.

“I’ll tell them to correct it right away.”

“I don’t really care?”

While Dante was getting heated up, he calmly cleaned his ears with a cotton swab.

“Just you do it.”

“Yes? But!”

“But if, that’s the right thing to do to save Banpelion.”

I’ve done it once, representing the family in my name.

This time, I planned to start by making Dante’s name known.

Just by looking at the fact that Banpelion’s name was mentioned together, I knew the answer.

“So I’m not going to correct it. Got it?”

“That’s…”

Dante couldn’t agree with Havel’s words.

But he couldn’t bring himself to say no to him.

So he hesitated without giving a proper answer.

His face was pale, as if he really hated taking credit for others.

Oh my, he’s such a righteous guy.

I guess I’ll have to talk to him a little more.

“Dante, it’s been a long time since I cared about things like fame.”

Havel, who was tired of being famous as a Black Swordsman.

Now, a title like Super Rookie was rather embarrassing.

It’s like an adult interfering in a fight between children.

It’s useless because it’s so pathetic.

“Fame and nicknames don’t represent your skills. They’re just words that describe someone.”

Even those with countless fame and nicknames died countless times in the Demon Realm.

Their fame and nicknames were worthless in the face of their death.

In the end, it is a world where only the strong survive.

‘And even me.’

If it wasn’t for the regression and immortality, I would have been a corpse in the Demon Realm.

In the end, all that mattered in the face of adversity was a bit of luck and skill.

“What’s important is knowing who you are. But you’re carrying Banpelion on your back.”

Dante’s shoulders flinched.

Havel smiled gently.

It was because he remembered when he used to teach the Knights Templar guys a long time ago.

“So making a name for yourself is the same as saving Banpelion. Do you understand now?”

“…Yes.”

In the end, Dante accepted Havel’s words.

I liked the way his blue eyes sparkled brightly.

“But don’t get too drunk on fame.”

If you become obsessed with fame and realize how meaningless it is, you’ll easily collapse.

It’s advice from a senior in life.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Dante pondered Habel’s words.

‘Wow, he’s a tough one.’

Habel suddenly wondered.

‘Well, I was the former head of Vandelion, so I guess that’s to be expected.’

Dante’s loyalty to Vandelion was strange.

Especially to the fallen Vandelion.

‘Surely there’s no benefit?’

The current Vandelion is truly a crumbling family.

‘In my eyes, Dante still looks like a kid with a long way to go.’

In the eyes of others, he’s a fine knight.

And a pretty good one at that.

In Habel’s eyes, Dante’s potential was quite high.

To begin with, being number one in knight school is no easy feat.

“Dante, why have you been following Vandelion all this time?”

So he decided to ask him himself.

He wondered where all this loyalty came from.

“What reason do I follow Vandelion?”

“I understand if it was in the past, but Vandelion has fallen.”

Habel felt sorry about that.

“There’s no reason for you to stay in such a Vandelion.”

Even those who pledged their loyalty are now just skeletons.

Of course, the legacy of loyalty has long since been broken.

Dante was silent for a moment.

Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the entrance to the third floor.

“About 100 years ago, my ancestor received a favor from Vandelion that he had to repay for the rest of his life.”

“A favor?”

“My ancestor was a war orphan who lost his parents in the Unification War at the time.”

As soon as he heard the words Unification War, Habel recalled that time.

The era before the Unified Empire of Arahan.

It was an era when wars broke out in each country almost every other day.

Even Habel, who was crazy, ended up taking up the sword.

“At that time, the enemy suddenly attacked the village, and my ancestor was taken prisoner.”

A war orphan taken prisoner.

Of course, there was no one anywhere to save them.

Just waiting for death.

“At that time, a man broke through the enemy knights and entered the prison camp.”

The knight defeated all the enemy’s knights on his own, even with his injured body.

And then, he guarded them until the prisoners were released.

And at the end, he collapsed.

I heard that he was already at his physical limit when he arrived at the POW camp.

He was none other than the renowned Black Sword.

“That’s when my ancestor, who had been living a meaningless life as a war orphan, found his purpose in life.”

He wanted to become a knight of Van Pelline one day and become someone like Black Sword.

The boy who followed his dream only achieved it after Black Sword and the Knights of the Dawn had left for the Demon Realm.

But he protected Van Pelline, who was on the decline, to carry on their dream.

“That’s how my conservatism has continued since my ancestor’s time.”

Dante’s eyes lit up as if he was reminiscing about his father, who had told him the story.

“We conservatives are here today to repay our ancestors’ dreams and Van Pelline’s favor.”

Because they wouldn’t have been born if it weren’t for Van Pelline.

Repaying the favor that allowed them to be born into this world.

It was the belief that Dante had always held onto.

“So I’m going to rebuild Van Pelline.”

So that he could proudly tell Black Sword that he had repaid the favor one day.

Havel, who was looking at Dante, let out a hollow laugh.

Havel didn’t remember the POW camp incident that Dante had mentioned very well.

It was something that had happened a long time ago.

The story could have been a little distorted.

However, one thing.

At least he knew that the things he had done weren’t completely meaningless.

‘What a shame.’

He had missed out on seeing a great knight because he had gone to the Demon Realm.

But the descendants of that knight were now here.

“Havel, you…”

Dante, who was about to ask Havel a question, stopped talking.

Havel was helping Van Pelline even more diligently than he was.

But for some reason, he felt like he shouldn’t ask him why.

If he knew the truth, Havel seemed like he would suddenly disappear.

Havel was a man who felt like he was here and not here at the same time.

A strange man.

“…Nevermind.”

“I see. Then let’s go.”

Havel turned towards the 3rd Order.

Dante followed after Havel.

For some reason, he felt like he shouldn’t let him out of his sight.

* * *

As soon as they entered the 3rd Order, the smell of rain hit them first.

Thud, thud, thud!

Havbel felt the raindrops flowing down his forehead.

And soon, the raindrops began to turn into a downpour.

Shwaa!

‘It’s pouring hard.’

The floor was instantly flooded with rainwater, reaching up to his ankles.

Kwang!

A loud thunderclap roared through the rain.

The worst trial location for tower climbers.

This was the 3rd stage, the Lightning Zone.

The biggest problem in the Lightning Zone was the rainwater.

This rainwater possessed a strange power.

If it touched your body and was absorbed into your skin, it would flow into your body.

And when the rainwater accumulates past a certain point, it will gain a will of its own and try to control the human.

Like a parasite.

That’s why climbers had to protect their bodies with an aura at all times when passing through the Lightning Zone.

Otherwise, their bodies would be taken over by the rainwater.

“Still, there’s nothing much except for the rain.”

However, Havbel was walking calmly in the rain.

He was at a level where he could just enjoy the rain.

“The rain is so heavy that it hurts.”

Dante, on the other hand, followed Havbel while maintaining his aura as efficiently as possible.

‘I wouldn’t have been able to pass this place if I hadn’t trained with Havbel.’

Dante realized the importance of Havbel’s training once again.

“It’s raining so hard.”

Havbel sensed something in his words.

At that moment, a monster appeared through the rain.

It was none other than a human.

Skin as pale as a ghost.

A human whose body was swollen as if it had fallen into water was there.

However, it was a monster.

In the words of a human who had been exposed to the rain and was wandering around here…

A rain human.

Their bodies were like water balloons filled with rainwater.

If they were attacked, they would explode and scatter rainwater around them.

So it was usually better to avoid them.

But Havbel looked at the rain man without much interest.

He just thought it was terribly ugly.

“Goo-wooooooo!”

At that moment, a stream of water shot out of its mouth and struck Havel.

It was strong enough to pierce through a human body with ease.

However, Havel raised his hand and deflected the stream of water.

Swish!

The deflected stream of water struck the rain instead of humans.

With that, half of the rain man’s head and upper body were blown away.

But the rain humans didn’t die.

After all, their bodies were moved by rainwater.

“Havel!”

In the meantime, Dante called out to Havel urgently.

Because the rain humans kept appearing.

Boom!

As if on cue, a clap of thunder illuminated their ghastly forms.

“This is strange. There shouldn’t be this much rain for humans.”

Indeed, even to Havel, the number of rain humans seemed excessive.

He had heard that they usually moved in groups of four or five.

But the number he sensed now seemed to be close to a thousand.

‘No, it’s not even that.’

Havel frowned.

Because the rain humans kept increasing in number.

As if they were following an order from the Tower.

‘Could it be the influence of the letters that appeared last time?’

It seemed that the Tower was not happy with him climbing it.

“Dante, let’s break through.”

“Yes!”

Havel charged into the rain humans, and Dante followed behind him.

With each swing of their swords, rain humans fell.

But they kept swarming endlessly.

Before they knew it, Havel and Dante were surrounded by rain humans.

Front, back, and sides.

Everywhere they looked, there were only rain humans.

Whoosh!

Their vision was limited by the pouring rain.

Crackle!

The thunder seemed like it would strike them any moment now.

For an ordinary person, it would be a situation where their spirit would break.

‘There are too many.’

Even Dante, with his strong willpower, felt uneasy.

But have wielded his sword without batting an eye.

He simply kept moving forward, as he always did.

Seeing that, Dante adjusted his feelings.

As long as it has, it doesn’t collapse, there is no way to break through.

Dante had experienced it himself.

The strong man Havel said to never break.

Kwaang, Kwabang!

The moment the time passed when he couldn’t tell how much he had swung his sword.

Suddenly, the rain humans started to show strange symptoms between the lightning.

The rain human that was rushing from behind suddenly left the line.

For a moment, it seemed like he was running away.

But soon, Dante sensed a bad feeling.

“Havel-ssi!”

“I know.”

Havel had also noticed it.

The rain humans were gathering in one place.

“Beuk, Eck.”

They were pouring rain from every hole.

The rain that was poured out like that began to take on a form.

As if it were absorbing the rain one by one.

The form grew bigger and bigger.

Creepy!

A chill that warned of danger rose on Dante’s arm.

That’s dangerous.

I had to stop it right away.

“Dante.”

But Havel’s eyes sparkled instead.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a guy who’s a bit useful.

“The day I first arrived, I just said that I was someone with the same name.”

Dante looked back at him with a look of disbelief.

In the meantime, I saw a glimpse of Havel’s power.

Thanks to that, I could feel that his strength was extraordinary.

That remark doesn’t sound like a joke.

“Could it be, are you really the Black Saint….”

“A person cannot live that long.”

Havel cut off Dante’s words abruptly.

“It’s just that.”

Thinking it was for the sake of the family, Havel continued.

“I’m just someone who knows the real Banpellion’s swordsmanship.”

I have been watching Dante’s swordsmanship all along.

However, it seems that Banpellion’s swordsmanship was lost.

Dante, the knight of Banpellion, couldn’t use the swordsmanship.

Habel’s words were full of contradictions.

However, Dante felt that he shouldn’t wake up from this contradiction.

So Dante suppressed the questions that came to his mouth.

“…Are you talking about Banpelion’s swordsmanship?”

Instead, he asked what Habel was trying to say now.

Dante learned the Dawn Swordsmanship from his father.

However, his father also said that this swordsmanship was only part of the real swordsmanship.

Is Habel saying that he knows the real swordsmanship of Banpelion?

How on earth?

However, another emotion came before the question.

If Habel really knows the real Dawn Swordsmanship.

He realized what he was trying to show him now.

“Dawn is the light that brightens the darkness first.”

At that moment, a pure white light began to rise from Habel’s sword.

Under the dark clouds.

Dante looked at the light that pierced through the darkness and shade transparently as if he had possessed.

Boom!

At that moment, a thunderbolt fell on the paranormal phenomenon.

Lightning flashed through the torrential rain.

And it was a signal flare announcing the completion of the anomaly.

A giant snake made of thousands of rainwater humans opened its eyes.

No, Dante knew that figure.

Imugi, a spirit that failed to become a dragon.

The rainwater Imuga, with lightning swirling inside its body, was like a disaster.

However, Habel calmly raised his sword in front of it.

“A sword that becomes the brightest light when darkness falls.”

“Geeek!”

At that moment, the Imuga roared at Habel.

The building-sized Imuga ran, crushing the rainwater humans.

Its enormity was far beyond human common sense.

It was a sight that would normally make people lose their fighting spirit.

However, Habel calmly raised his sword.

Even in the storm, his sword shone brightly.

“If you aim to be a knight of Banpelion, engrave it firmly in those two eyes.”

The moment the rainwater reached Habel’s nose.

“This is.”

Habel’s sword dropped.

“The real sword of Banpelion.”

The light that started from the sword covered the area.

—-!

His voice was swallowed up as well.

As the light subsided and Dante slowly opened his eyes,

He was met with an astonishing sight.

Nothing was there.

No rain puppets, no rain humans, not even the dark clouds.

Where the dark clouds had disappeared, sunlight streamed down.

Above the endless green moss field, a blue sky could be seen.

The light of dawn had swallowed the night and revealed the bare face of the 3rd Layer for the first time.

Dante looked at Habell with trembling eyes.

Dawn Swordsmanship.

Habell called the swordsmanship by that name.

“Congratulations on seeing the cleanest dawn.”

It was the second coming of the Black Sword.