Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 10 Episode 17+

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The two stood in the way between the blood and the good.

In front of the bloodseers.

The law of the Shaolin.

“Stop it.”

A young knight stood in front of Lee Rowoon.

The article was obviously nowhere to be seen.

“Ugh… .”

A blood monk who roars like a beast as if he has lost his mind.

His red eyes exuded a deeper sense of murder.

Beep-!

Let’s hear somewhere close to ultrasonic sound that normal people can never hear.

“Wow!”

The bloodseung groaned and twisted his body.

“Stop… ! Do it.”

Continued with Beopsan’s voice, the bloodstain’s eyes gradually began to return to their original state.

Lee Rowoon looked at the knight in front of him with that scene behind him.

-Wow, the entertainment seems to be enough.

The duke’s bewildered voice continued to be heard.

-The duel will end here.

A peacock that ends like a declaration.

The party hall was drenched in silence.

The power shown by the blood monks, that dazzles the eyes.

The buzzing atmosphere is also not easily subsided.

“Sorry for daring to get in the way.”

The duke’s orders are absolute.

The party leader seemed to be trying to find the original atmosphere.

Looking at the article in front of him, he rolled up his lips.

A young knight who was nowhere to be seen.

And it was none other than this young knight who stood in his way at the crucial moment.

The other nobles didn’t seem to notice.

I don’t have a good eye for it.

‘It’s magic.’

Breaking awareness, that was also a fairly high-grade magic.

The magic circle that suppresses the entire party hall is actually a way to hide this perception-destroying magic.

And that’s to hide this article.

Everything is for one person.

There is nothing more special than that.

If there is something special like that… .

‘The Peacock.’

This is the Crimson Duke.

Also, he may not be able to feel it, but Yi Rowoon’s ring was spinning and resonating.

The knight in front of you, no, the real Crimson Duke will think of it as a mere aftermath of battle.

“It looked like I couldn’t see it.”

Beopsan bows his head as he stands next to the stable blood monk.

“The uninhabited are those who die and can’t live in the spirit of victory. It seems that he is excited to meet his opponent after a long time.”

Beopsan said while still leaving the red-eyed bloodstain behind.

“I apologize.”

-It’s ok. It was a great sight, so thank you for Eun’s hard work.

Beopsan was so perfect that even if he became Einhart’s aristocrat immediately, he would not lack.

It was time for the knight to disappear again.

Lee Rowoon quietly closed her eyes.

The plans I had in my head.

And what will happen.

-You have to prepare one thing and make several plans.

The teachings of the body.

– But.

Remembering memories.

-It can’t always go as planned. An important moment, the right decision… .

Sword King Master said:

-Building your empire.

I erase all the plans I made.

Things that will happen after that are set aside.

Lee Rowoon opened her eyes.

The hall is being organized.

“Whoever wants it.”

No one heard Lee Rowoon’s low-pitched voice.

Except for the bloodstain.

It was a mysterious experience even for a blood monk.

It feels like the world, all that has been erased, and only the two of them exist.

It feels like the world is immersed in darkness, and the only light that comes out of it is good.

The blood monk speaks to Yi Rowoon with a nervous look.

“You have learned well.”

Unlike the blood demons she had faced before, the blood monks truly learned the Master’s teachings.

It could be said that at least in the case of the Celestial Demon Gods, it showed quite a bit of achievement.

“What you have learned is under me.”

Lee Ron says:

The expression on Lee Rowoon’s face was contempt and contempt.

“You have a knack for distorting the perfect.”

“What do you mean?”

The blood-seed fell into this mysterious situation.

It was a feeling similar to the realization that the blood monk felt when he crossed the wall in the past.

“It must have been Master’s teaching to accept the perfect thing as it is and make it mine.”

Lee Rowoon gradually came closer to the blood monk.

The bloodseung remained still and listened only to Yi Rowoon’s voice.

“But you have turned it into the idea of ​​finding and developing a way to control it.”

At some point, he’s behind the brethren.

“That is your defeat and the reason you will never be able to overcome me.”

Lee Rowoon’s face came close to the face of the Blood Seungkwan.

“I will release you.”

“Feel free to run.”

A world that was only filled with darkness has begun to fill with light.

That light is not the bright and warm light of the sun.

A dark bloody light, like the setting sun.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

The bloodseer shouted with his eyes completely red.

That’s the world of blood.

In real life.

The blood monk slashed Beopsan’s head and rushed towards the knight.

The blood monk rushed towards the knight, and his hand grabbed the knight’s head and slammed it against the wall.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Of course, I hear screams.

I heard the bewilderment of the knights.

-Keep it down!

Until the duke’s orders.

Everything was perfect.

Indeed, the word Einheart was just like a painting.

The reaction seemed to be ruthless, but the response was certain.

The knights with their swords stood guarding the nobles.

The suppressed mana was barely moved and the Auror blade spewed out.

“Creep.”

The blood monk became a beast and was looking for the next opponent.

It wasn’t human.

Monster.

One monster.

The blood monk who rushed to the knight crushed another knight.

Sword attacks with Auror blades poured towards him.

Blue flames burned the Auror Blade.

The sword swordsman who lost the Auror blade could not scratch the body of the blood monk.

Another one is crushed.

Another one.

This time, he grabbed his head in the bloodseung’s big hands and crushed it like a potato.

“Creaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

The monster was moving towards the next opponent as if he was still hungry.

A place to commemorate the armistice between Eun and Einhart and to celebrate the birth of a new noble.

That place.

“Kill!”

It has become a slaughterhouse full of blood and flesh.

“… What is this… !”

Fille, who hastily approached me, stood up as if protecting Yi-woon and said:

“What the hell is going on!”

Fille has spent a lot of time with Lee Roon so far.

And what I found out.

-Incomprehensible and unknown.

Besides it, there was a benefit, and the cause was also a benefit.

“The Knights of Batella, help the evacuation!”

Fille clenched her sword as she looked at the bloodseers.

Her sword was trembling slightly.

“This energy… .”

Explosive and destructive force.

A distant murderous intent and fear that makes you tremble just by meeting them.

And it was dark.

And this.

It’s similar to Lee Rowoon’s.

But it wasn’t the same.

If Yi-Woon’s is an expensive, well-purified, purified water bottle, that is muddy water.

“I thought about it.”

In the meantime, Lee Rowoon, standing next to Filet, said.

“Since I came back, all the plates were already set.”

Eun-do and Einheart had already been arguing and feuding with each other, and in the meantime, a new force was invading, and a certain level was formed.

Lee Rowan also intervened in that gap, regaining blood ties and subjugating some of the old and five generations, but the trend did not change much.

The appearance of guardian dragons.

The Dukes of Einhart.

-Gehenna.

Everything has been so far apart that I can’t use my hands after Lee Rowoon’s return.

No in the first place.

“It must have been before I met the masters.”

“Aww!”

Lee Rowoon spoke in a relaxed, languid voice, as if she was walking in a world completely different from the field of this father-in-law.

“I could force it to change, but it was too late… .”

Speak like a teacher.

“It’s annoying.”

He said it in his own tone.

“Then I’ll have to redo the board.”

“That’s what I’m going to do from now on.”

“Peace of Silver and Einhart. From there.”

A place to commemorate the armistice.

A place to celebrate the birth of a new noble.

This is the starting point.

“Peace doesn’t help me.”

I was thinking of breaking the truce.

Fille backed away from Yi Woon’s side.

I thought that the man in front of me was different from the one I knew.

‘This is… Maybe it’s her real face.’

Farly!

What I felt about this man was more than the fear of a bloodlord.

Even though it was not emitting any energy, the fear of its very existence hardened Filet’s whole body.

Lee Rowoon passed by as if he was not interested in such a filet.

“Let’s see your skills.”

He said looking at the young knight who had been hung on the wall.

A young knight who became like a toy half-shattered at the hands of a blood monk.

He slowly pulled himself out of the wall and stood up straight.

Small embers.

That was also the beginning.

The young knight’s body was covered in flames, but it was extinguished and only his hair was burning.

The young knight seemed to have a red tail.

No, the Crimson Duke stood there.

“Getting nasty.”

The tone has changed.

Your eyes changed.

What is there.

“It’s been a while. To inflict such an embarrassment.”

It was absolute.

He walked out slowly, reaching out his hand.

Fire fluttered in his hand, and a sword sprang up.

It was a beautiful and destructive figure itself.

The Duke of Crimson also stretched out a hand.

A sword was born there too.

A sword that is blue and cold as ice.

And the peacock.

At some point, it disappeared and appeared behind the Blood Monk.

The moment when the crossed swords aimed at the neck of the bloodseer.

The beast who lost its sanity quickly crossed both hands, feeling threatened with life.

Xja and Xja meet.

The world resonates.

“Is this the power of ‘he’?”

Blood and Duke.

Lee Rowoon looked away once more.

There were Beopsan and Shaolin, who were bewildered and did not know what to do.

Beopsan, who had been beaten by a blood monk and grabbed one of his broken arms, just kept his eyes wide open as if he could not understand the situation.

‘You must choose.’

What he would think and how he would act next was drawn to his eyes.

Now he was at a crossroads of choice.

About the treatment of blood monks, and choices regarding his treatment.

I was thinking of helping you with that.