I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life

part 81

The heart of transportation.

St. Cross Terminal.

This famous train station, known for being the largest and most magnificent, had only one train going to Central. Of course, Jien and his companions came to this place to take that Central-bound train.

“Ah, so you’re finally going to clear the 5th grade gate?”

“I’m actually taking a virtual gate.”

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Chris and Kua, looking excited.

But Isabelle’s expression was not good. It seemed like she didn’t like something, and she grabbed Jien’s sleeve.

“Why are you wearing a school uniform by yourself?”

Isabelle’s words were like this: all the students, except for Jien, were wearing casual clothes.

“That’s right. Did you not receive Ami’s message?”

Just as Kua finished speaking, his bare chest was exposed, transparent.

“Even so, I’m on a trip, so wearing a school uniform is ridiculous.”

Chris seemed to be getting a bonus, and his casual outfit was quite flashy.

Of course, what he was wearing was not comparable to Isabelle’s luxury brand.

“What’s the point? I’ve already put it on.”

“But you look good in a school uniform.”

Lucia said something that was hard to tell if it was praise or consolation. Just then, a soft sound came from the other side, and the train arrived.

Two station attendants, a man and a woman, got off the train, smiling brightly and starting to guide the passengers.

“A-class students, over here!”

“B-class students, please follow my guidance.”

It seemed that Central’s invitation had been accepted, and from the train station, a rowdy service began. Chris checked the list again.

[A-class]

Jien Isabelle Kua

[B-class]

Lucia Demona Chris

“Let’s take a look.”

Chris waved her hand.

A group and B group parted ways, and the train with 8 compartments was quite long.

“This is seat 210 for A group.”

The received seat had three chairs facing each other.

A total of 6 seats, but there was only one person sitting before.

“……Jien?”

There was a girl with a thick dark circle on her face, still holding a Hypermus with Jien.

“Madam Marceline?”

“Oh, you’re calling me by name this time? But what’s going on with Central?”

Marceline’s question was answered by Cuah, not Jien, with a bright expression.

“This is the first case of attacking the 5th-grade virtual gate, developed this time! Jien is our party leader!”

“Really? I was stuck at 4th grade, even as an active player. It’s amazing, isn’t it?”

Marceline suddenly changed her tone and Jien answered humbly.

“Not yet, I haven’t succeeded.”

“You can do it. Ah, but I’m starting to feel a bit queasy from being on the train. Ugh.”

Marceline’s complexion was not good.

And then she remembered that she had suffered a lot from portal sickness even when cleaning.

‘Is it train sickness now?’

Jien looked around with a strange feeling of unease. The train to Central had too few passengers, even for a special ticket.

“Uh, …special tea is supposed to be good for seasickness, right? Do you want to drink some?”

Isabel, who was looking at her phone, seemed interested.

“Is there a single serving?”

“Maybe?”

“I’ll have one too.”

Isabel ordered and Cuah also raised her hand late.

“Yes! I’ll have one too!”

“Who?”

Marceline asked Jeanne again.

Jeanne looked at Marceline’s appearance with a mixture of anxiety and concern.

“It’s fine.”

“What? That’s a shame. It was really delicious, wasn’t it?”

Marceline looked down, disappointed.

Kuwa sipped his drink, looking at Marceline with a curious expression.

“Marceline, you seem to be a regular Saver, but how did you get to know the party host?”

“Jeanne? Hmm, I’ll explain it simply.”

Marceline picked up her teacup, then put it back down.

“I owed my life to her. So I attended the competition, but when I said I met her, the viewers didn’t believe me!”

Marceline’s eyes flashed with the memory of her past humiliation, and she glared at Kuwa. Meanwhile, Kuwa’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Whoa! Then I also saw it?”

“You? Of course, I saw it. Ha ha, that woman really gave me a good beating. Her punch was quite sharp, wasn’t it?”

“Ah, ahahaha…”

Marceline’s teasing made Kuwa just smile awkwardly. Isabel didn’t show any expression, but she felt a sense of satisfaction at being praised for her fighting skills.

“Now my skills are unmatched, right?”

“That’s right! Ms. Isabel!”

Kuwa naturally handed his dessert to Isabel, who naturally took it and ate it.

As the training progressed, their relationship became like this.

Marceline smiled at the thought of those two being cute, but her expression quickly turned serious.

“…The reward from the vortex. You did it, right?”

Marceline’s eyes flashed with realization. Kuwa wondered what was going on, and Isabel showed no interest. And Jeanne’s response was…

“I don’t remember.”

The contract with Bluem.

That’s why Jeanne was hiding the truth, and Marceline stopped asking questions.

Kwaaa!

At that moment, a rough-looking man burst in, opening the door roughly and entering. He had an attendant with a bruised face in his hand.

“Kr, cuk!”

“Is there anyone else here? Where are they?”

The attendant trembled and pointed to Jeanne and her party. The man’s question was met with a mixture of fear and surprise. He glanced at Jeanne, then released the attendant’s hand.

“Huu! Kek! Kek!”

“Are these students? These pirates must not have any guards. I’m lucky.”

“Te, terror?”

Marcellin stood up in shock.

However, the terrorist leader who seemed to be the captain threatened her.

“You’re a 4th-grade ordinary person, so I already know. It’s better not to resist.”

Sssss!

The terrorist leader and his subordinates held up their swords, which were clearly magical tools.

“Se, saber, why?”

Unlike the shocked Kua, Isabelle had experienced this before.

“Ha… again?”

“It’s better not to do anything foolish. If you follow our instructions quietly, there will be no victims.”

The terrorist leader pointed his sword at Isabelle.

“We only need the train, so just tell us that.”

The subordinate also smiled wickedly. This train was the only one heading to Central, which was impossible to enter by air or portal. Therefore, there were only a few ways to enter Central.

However, if they could capture this train as a hostage, the terrorists could bring in weapons and artifacts that were impossible to enter Central without causing any harm.

This was unbearable for Isabelle, who had a strong sense of justice.

“Don’t laugh.”

Isabelle’s hand, which had a scowling expression, ignited a flame. The flame was about to transform into a gauntlet, but suddenly disappeared with a pop.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

Isabelle’s eyes widened in surprise.

However, she had failed to use her magic, just like Kua and Marcellin.

“…I, I too.”

“Sorry! I too…”

Isabelle finally realized the situation and nodded repeatedly.

“…What’s with this train?”

On the other hand, the terrorist leader smiled confidently, mocking his companions.

“Why? Doesn’t the train meet your taste?”

Compared to Isabelle and Marcellin, Jean was relatively calm. He just looked at the terrorist leader and Marcellin with a cold gaze and stood up.

“…”

“Hold it. There will be no further warning. If your life is precious, forget about resisting.”

The terrorist, holding a knife, had his subordinates take their positions.

But Ji-en’s aura ignored the warning and burst forth with a radiant light.

Ji-en’s symbol, the Black Sword, Black Hyeong, emitted a mana quantity comparable to that of a 4th-grade Saber. Of course, that was only a story about mana, and with experience and skills added, the same-grade Saber would not be a match.

“I’ll take care of it.”

Zzaa!

The terrorist’s attack on Ji-en.

His subordinate’s skills were only around 4th-grade.

Zzaa!

As expected, Ji-en parried the attack with his sword, pushing his opponent back.

The enemy seemed to be thinking of using a magical spell, but Ji-en was faster. He struck his sword again, and Ji-en kicked his opponent away.

And then he finished it off with a blow to the back of the head.

“Ha ha!”

The terrorist’s subordinates let out a defeated groan and collapsed neatly.

“Ah! Where are you going to attack our party leader with a sword? Good luck! Our party leader!”

Cua’s excited face cheered him on.

Isabel clenched her fist tightly and hurled insults at the terrorist’s leader.

“That guy’s head is going to get smashed!”

But Ji-en smiled after glancing at Marcellin and the terrorist, and then at Marcellin again.

“Marcellin, you’re getting flustered? But you’re still a Saver, and you’re doing a great job with your acting.”

“What…what’s going on?”

Marcellin was flustered, but the terrorist just raised an eyebrow, his expression more interesting than ever as he looked at Ji-en.

“…When did you notice?”

“I suspected at first.”

Ji-en pointed to the surrounding seats.

“Isn’t it weird to rent an entire train just for one person? But…”

Ji-en approached Marcellin slowly. Marcellin, who had been trembling with fear, pressed her body against the chair. However, Ji-en’s hand only touched the teacup.

“Marcellin, you were the one who first proposed the idea of taking a car, but you didn’t even drink a single sip. You know?”

“…Hmph.”

The terrorist sneered at Marcellin, his eyes rolling in disgust. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she avoided his gaze.

“Ah, your eyes are sharp. You’re right. We are the Sabers hired by Metis to test you.”

The terrorist’s face turned sour, mixed with annoyance.

“Are you going to use busy active agents to test students? I don’t understand the Minister’s judgment.”

Jien and the terrorist looked at each other. The tension was palpable where their gazes met.