The Max Level Hero Strikes Back!

Episode 23

“You can’t solve the situation by luck this time. You’ll be torn right away since you hardly feel the mana. I don’t know why you’re normal, but go run away.”

“It doesn’t look like he is going to stop.”

“I will stop him!”

She was someone who didn’t easily show her emotions. The position of the princess would have changed her in that way. However, now, she was showing excessive obsession. It seemed that vampires were her deadly enemy. I pulled her shoulder as she was trying hard to activate mana with a bitter smile inside. It was a little revenge for interfering in the situation.

“What?!”

I gently poked the back of her neck with my index and middle finger.

“Ouch!!”

The moment she looked back at me with a shocked expression, I poked her collarbone accurately and quickly one more time.

“Huh?!”

Her body thusly collapsed like a broken doll.

“What…what is this?!”

She looked puzzled, trying to understand the situation that happened to her body. I felt so guilty looking at her eyes, asking for an explanation in which I didn’t turn away without a word.

“I am not sure why you have such a grudge against vampires, but it’s my job, so don’t get in the way of my work.”

Her eyes were wide open in astonishment with my dire warning.

“What, what are you…?”

I left her behind.

I closed my fists, and stretched out with my left hand measuring the distance. Then, I took a short breath as I pulled my left foot back.

“Ugghh! Ughghhhh!!”

Baltian, who was passionately breathing the bloody mist, ran into me with the speed of a bullet. The bloody mist was the best circumstance to him. He proved to be faster and more powerful after inhaling a lot of mist. Dark qi was working within him, and he was immune to magic. He was a type of undead monster who had considerable resistance except for one thing.

“Ughhh!”

He was more furious and violent toward me than when attacking the others. Even if he lost his consciousness, he still had the instinct of deep hatred against me. As he struck down his big fist with great force, I hit his wrist to the side with my left hand to measure the distance. It was such tremendous power. Yet, I had the muscle strength that I had trained since I learned swordsmanship for the first time. I knew exactly what his weakness was. I could easily get rid of his force just by twisting his balance off a little.

Should I destroy him in the same way?

[Cheonmagong Thousand Bloody Horse Detonation]

As the black destructive magical spirit began to overflow, I penetrated his heart without hesitation with my fingers and thrust my palm as I rotated.

Pop!!!

A black silhouette, extending from my hand to his heart, swallowed him with a huge vibration and disappeared, leaving a huge mark on the wall behind him.

* * *

The blonde girl was watching the whole thing in astonishment. It all felt like a giant demon destroying a small being. The strange and terrifying feeling made her tremble.

“..What is that?”

She, barely holding herself against the huge vibration, had gone silent as she watched Baltian, a monster boasting a huge body, collapse in vain. It was obvious that Baltian was far stronger than before. Nevertheless, he didn’t attack carefully. I just punched a hole in his body just by pushing his palm with a little force.

It was unbelievable to see him exploding instantly, who had reached the highest level of expert swords. She didn’t even feel a single drop of mana in his body. Was it possible to do that as a human? Was it realistically possible for a human without a handful of mana to blow up a monster with a black and white current? She couldn’t believe what she had seen.

“Phew.”

I walked towards her, brushing my hands off in relief and ignoring Baltian’s black blood. It might have been my violence a while ago, or it may be because of the unexpected power I showed, but she looked a little scared of me. As I walked silently and towards her, she was stepping backward without realizing it.

Tttt!

“Ah!”

Her feet were twisted because of her sudden movement, and she screamed cutely as she fell to the ground. She looked up at me with a frightened expression, losing her usual imperturbable attitude. Meanwhile, I stayed quiet, thinking about something and smiling at her as she stared at my black hair. Her cold attitude from a while ago had now disappeared.

“Oh, I’m feeling a little better now.”

“Yeah?”

“Let me borrow your sword.”

She tilted her head at my sudden words. The only sword she had was that huge, half-broken sword. Although people said, she was the master of the divine sword Calderas…

She didn’t quite master the sword.

“This is already broken…”

“Not that one.”

I pointed to her chest with a smile. It was a little brooch on her outfit.

“This.”

Rip!!

Her eyes opened wider as I tore off the brooch without her permission. She couldn’t just seem to understand the situation.

“A boss needs a special tool, so let’s borrow your strength. Divine swordmaster.”

Thousand Nightmaster Surt had been promoted as a hero thanks to his life of making numerous weapons, including swords that would save the world. He had given this name to one of the masterpieces of his life: Calderas. It meant white guardian in an ancient spirit world.

He could create a master’s sword from the same material as others; even old swords turned into master swords with his hand. This was a magical blacksmith with the blessing of the spirit. He was well known throughout the continent for his ability to smelt a sword by controlling mana.

There were two masterpieces in his life, and the other ten swords remained somewhere in the continent as national treasures. All of them were great magic swords, but Calderas was exceptionally superior among them. He made Calderas for his best friend, Haris, by sacrificing his life to give it ego.

What was the ego? It was self-esteem. A sword usually emitted power on its own with an ego. Honestly, if I just listened, I had no choice but to feel great, but I knew the truth, and I knew what kind of guy he was.

What kind of guy was he?

-Hey! Who do you think you are holding me? Put me down!!

Wouldn’t you be able to tell just by listening to this crackling and whining from the sword?

‘Noisy.’

Of course, I had heard of his notorious temper from his master.

-What, what?!

‘Please cooperate with me. If you come out uncooperatively, your master will also die.’

The sword vibrated lightly as if he was startled at my words.

“A sword with a vibration function. As I heard, he’s a real pervert.”

If Surt heard what I said, as the sword maker, he would try to beat me to death right away, whether I was once his student or not. Of course, he was in the corridor so that he wouldn’t hear me. What did it matter if anyone swore when the king didn’t listen?

-Hey!! How dare are you treating me like this?!

The voice of the screaming sword was inaudible to anyone else.

“This…hey…”

She was no longer keeping her mind clear without the power of the divine sword. It seemed like she was at her limit. It would be difficult to even stay awake. Her talent was excellent, but she faced a difficult opponent.

Whoo…

As I concentrated on the energy and lowered the hand holding the brooch, an intense white light burst. The sword was made by compressing an Orichalcum ingot that had been cast for a thousand years. That was why it was a divine sword. As I calmly focused my energy in, a huge storm surrounded my body, and soon the light of the sword turned into a huge giant sword.

The length was approximately 120 cm, and the width of the sword was over 10 cm. Considering the current owner, the sword was as tall as Princess Ileana, who was only around 150cm tall, and it ended up being pure white. It had a surprisingly smooth surface and a dangerously sharp blade. I could feel the warm divine power radiating so intensely that my head was ringing. Was it obvious because the only magic blacksmith on this continent forged this sword? I lifted the sword silently and swept the surface with my fingertips.

“It’s superior.”

Did people say opportunity made a thief? When one saw good things, isn’t it natural to want them? However, I got rid of the thought immediately. It wasn’t mine in the first place, and it was a sword that didn’t match my personality that much.

-I haven’t been awoken by the contractor yet, but uh…how did you raise my power?!

I swung the sword cutting through the air, ignoring the screaming Calderas, and…

Boom!!

A great wave of power wrapped around me and slowly scattered. Baltian, the monster wandering around in the red mist, just burst out in a bloody blast under my Thousand Bloody Horse Detonation.

It wasn’t that there wasn’t an enemy. Baltian, a monster who lost his mind, must have not led the situation. It was the high-ranking vampire who infected him that led to this situation. I silently pulled my hand, holding the grip, pointing the tip of the sword in the air. Then I put the tip of the sword down and sliced it upwards.