Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius

Episode 202:

I swung an unknown person.

It was a mysterious feeling.

I could see the movement of the arrows that I was trying to avoid.

The Aurors were usually good at moving according to my will.

But now it was more than that.

I felt like an Auror was supporting me.

Aura pours out indiscriminately.

He filled the cotton with aura and swung it around, as if pouring water mercilessly from a huge bowl.

Despite this, the aurors showed no signs of fading.

As much space is used, new Aurors fill in the empty space.

Yes, it felt like using water from a river.

A huge river that can never be made to reveal its bottom by humans alone.

The river was also connected to the sea.

You can never know the end.

That was my physical condition.

Instead of running out of auras, my body was filled with more auras than I had before.

Originally, my current state was very dangerous.

Originally, knights used the Danjeon with an aura.

In order to increase or replenish aura, it is necessary to draw mana from outside and refine it into aura.

Otherwise, a conflict will occur between the auror in the Danjeon and the mana coming from outside.

If you make a mistake, the power cord may be destroyed and you may end up in trouble.

‘I feel like I can do anything.’

I was dazzled by that mysterious sensation.

To begin with, I don’t store a lot of aura.

Maybe that’s why I’ve already used up all the aurors I had.

Rather, perhaps that is why there was no conflict with aurors coming from outside.

As a result, the energy vein became wider.

The Aurors changed my body so that my body could accept more Auras.

Bang kwaaang!

Shoots arrows.

It was no longer difficult to block arrows.

On the contrary, I was able to do it very lightly.

So it was fascinating.

It was amazing that he was able to show such changes just by playing Ahar.

Things I couldn’t use because my body couldn’t support them are now able to be used to some extent.

Of course, there were some things I couldn’t use.

Not the current Ahar that I am playing, but the future Ahar that made even the masters tremble with fear.

I’m not a master and there’s no way I could use them all.

Still, I have definitely become stronger.

There was something I could use.

For example, something like this.

Whoa!

I saw an arrow coming.

Concentrate the aura on your hand. And I catch the arrow flying towards my heart.

Then he turns his body and throws it straight at the piercer.

Originally, the explosion should have occurred at the moment I grabbed the arrow.

But what didn’t happen was that the aura I used suppressed the power of the arrow.

The explosion was prevented by forcibly suppressing it.

This was by no means easy.

Because this technique made it impossible to fight him, who was already very strong.

Quad deuk.

Finger bones break.

Cells are burning.

It is a side effect of being forced to use a technique that my body cannot perform.

Fortunately, my body was overflowing with vitality, and these wounds regenerate quickly.

Kwaaaaang!

The arrow flying towards her hits a tree and causes an explosion.

The piercer above stumbles.

I left that figure behind and shot down the arrows one by one.

As time passes, we become more and more assimilated into Ahar.

It’s still okay.

I can endure it. Before, even coming this far made me feel nauseous and confused about who I was.

But it’s different now.

I know who I am, where I am, and why I am fighting.

Suffice.

‘little bit more!’

I see a line. That line that is just barely out of reach.

I think I can reach that line with a little more effort.

Just a little more, just a little more…! That was when I thought.

-…I hate you.

A voice was heard.

A child’s voice.

-I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

It was a voice filled with extreme hatred.

Where does this sound come from?

I turned my head.

“…!”

The light disappeared and darkness enveloped me.

It’s all black.

Everything except my body is surrounded by black.

A voice full of hatred and murder comes from the darkness, where you cannot see an inch ahead.

-Why are all humans like that?

-hate. I hate you guys.

-I will kill everyone.

It was the first time I felt hatred.

The hatred was so great that it was surprising that such hatred could even exist.

As I was listening, my whole body felt tingly.

‘What on earth?’

Whose voice is it?

Ahar? no. Although they look alike, their current voice is much younger than that.

A soft, gentle voice that hasn’t even changed.

The voice was so clear that it was hard to understand why he harbored such hatred.

-People who have abandoned their responsibilities.

-People who were just watching.

-Humans who ignored our voices.

-I hate you guys. I hate it.

The location of the voice could not be pinpointed.

It came from all directions.

As if dozens of speakers were connected and played in all directions.

From the front, from the top, from the back, from the side, from the bottom.

The voice was heard from places within sight and beyond.

‘This… is dangerous.’

I felt it was dangerous to be here.

Cold sweat flows.

Look around. I wonder if there is no way out.

does not exist. To begin with, there was no way I could find the exit when I couldn’t see an inch in front of me.

I heard an unknown person. If there was no exit, it was enough to create one.

‘uh…?’

However, the unknown person who should have been holding it was not visible.

Empty hands.

My hands were empty, holding nothing.

My heart felt tight.

‘Reems!’

Raise your voice and call Reems.

But he was nowhere to be seen.

No, no matter how much I screamed and shouted, my voice did not come out.

I couldn’t hear it.

There was no sound, not even the sweat running down my cheek or my chin falling to the ground.

Even the sound of walking.

The sound of collars rubbing together.

I couldn’t hear anything.

frustrated.

-I will kill you.

The voice came closer.

Dangerous. Dangerous. Dangerous. Dangerous.

That was all I could think of.

I had a strong feeling that I would die if I didn’t get out of here.

I felt like I would disappear from existence.

Could it be because of the acting?

That’s what I thought for a moment.

That was the only reason I was in a place like this.

Because I was wielding cotton just a moment ago.

The only reason I became like this was because I played Ahar.

I had never experienced anything like this before acting.

Quit acting.

But how did you quit?

In the first place, I wasn’t playing him as I am now.

My current self is Raymond Millennium.

uh? Am I really Raymond Millennium?

I am Seonghyuk Lee.

Unknown actor.

The poor guy who was always ignored.

no. I am Raymond Millennium.

Confusing.

I am Lee Sung-hyuk, but at the same time, I am also Raymond Millennium.

Worries and worries that I didn’t have before.

Why do I have to give my head a headache now because of something like this?

Why didn’t I think of this until now?

-You think so too, right?

A child whispers into my confused ear.

A voice asks if you are thinking the same thing as me.

I raise my bowed head.

There was a child.

A child so small that it does not even reach my chest.

It looks like it would have been pretty popular if it had grown up that way.

-Are you the same as me?

But the child’s behavior was not like that at all.

The clothes I was wearing were torn.

It was torn enough to barely cover the important parts.

There were serious wounds on his arms, legs, shoulders, neck, and face that seemed to require immediate treatment, starting from minor wounds.

The child’s body was covered in blood.

This is impossible without being covered in blood.

The child looks at me.

Staring at me with eyes as black as the abyss.

As I look into those eyes, I feel like my mind is being sucked out.

-Die with me….

Kwajangchang!

The world is broken.

Cracks begin to appear in the dark space, and light leaks in.

-no!

The child screams.

Run away to avoid the light that breaks through the darkness.

The child looks at me.

With eyes full of hate.

-You’re trying to kill me again!

-You’re trying to take what’s mine again! I won’t leave you alone!

-I’ll kill everyone!

A bloody voice.

There was also an adult’s voice mixed in the voice.

A voice I’ve heard before.

‘Aha…’

The darkness was completely broken.

-human!

Something comes in front.

The sight before my eyes becomes brighter. Riems was in front.

For some reason, his small body was covered in blood.

There were small wounds all over the body.

-Come to your senses!

Reems blocks my path.

It spreads its cute front paws to both sides and stops me.

I felt my body moving.

muscle movement.

He was brandishing cotton.

And the unknown person approached Riems’ neck.

I bit my lip.

Rims looks at me pitifully.

He could have stopped it with magic, but he didn’t use magic at all and just surrendered himself.

stop your arms I tried to stop.

It doesn’t stop.

It dulls the sharpness of ignorance.

However, the blade dulls at a slow rate.

If this continues, my head will be cut.

move your hands

The hand that is not holding the cotton.

I see Rims closing his eyes. In a situation where you could die.

Reems stays still no matter what I do.

Let’s go!

A terrible pain came over me.

Blood drips.

-human?

Reems looks at me blankly due to the fishy smell of blood.

I managed to get off the mask that stopped.

sick.

Half of the name was dug into his palm.

Anonymous was chosen.

My hands recovered… It didn’t work.

What happened while I was unconscious caused all the life force in my body to disappear.

His physical condition was so bad that even his aura disappeared and he even lost his ability to regenerate.

Is it because I lost too much blood?

My vision becomes blurry.

dizzy.

-Are you feeling human?

Reems flies to me.

And he poured all the recovery magic he could on me.

He must have been in pain, but he didn’t care at all and was busy healing my wounds.

My palms are itchy.

-Is the human okay?

Riems asks.

I looked at Rims with that question.

I have tears in my eyes.

I raised the corners of my mouth.

“It’s not okay.”

My vision darkened.

***

Running away.

The children run away. I shed tears and occasionally look back.

‘Do not look back!’

Adults’ voices are heard.

A voice telling me to run away. A voice telling you never to look back.

scary. it’s tough.

I was out of breath and wanted to lie down on the ground and rest even now.

‘Run away! You must live!’

But I couldn’t stop.

Adults urge. I need to run away.

It’s the first time I’ve seen them so anxious.

There was the same fear in their voices that I felt.

Still, they moved to protect us.

Wow!

A scream was heard.

Kieeeeek!

A roar is heard. Very close. scary.

Suddenly there was no one around me.

There were no adults, no friends… no one.

I became alone.

***

“Are you conscious?”

The elder’s face was visible.

A face full of worry.

I closed my eyes again. I felt dizzy.