Overpowered Sword

Overpowered Sword Chapter 46

Level up with swords (46)

Adventurer Karen.

I know that personal information well from the information I received from the guild.

Age unknown, race: half-elf (estimated), A-rank rogue adventurer. It is presumed that the flexibility and senses that surpass common sense are abilities derived from the elven blood that flows through its body.

His specialty as an adventurer is mid-range combat using stealth tracking daggers and ropes. In particular, when it comes to throwing techniques, there is no one even within A rank who can compete with him.

The period of activity is about 7 years.

He is a veteran who has solved a whopping 132 requests so far without a single failure. It was an experience worthy of a personal recommendation from the Blaine branch’s guild master, Bernard.

‘but.’

Leon knew the identity hidden behind it.

One of the three major villains of the slums.

She was the city’s strongest assassin, the ‘Guardian’, whose identity not even the ‘Fang’ and the ‘Golden Pig’ could find out.

‘If it were a head-to-head fight, the bishop would definitely be stronger, but if he fights without any consideration of means…’

Even if he is Cesare, he cannot guarantee a sure victory.

Karen ’s combat ability and ‘Shadow’ attribute Auror skill were so fearsome. A throwing technique that uses daggers to attack faster than sound, and a movement technique that instantly transcends the individual battle space using shadow clones.

He had the skill to cut off the opponent’s line even if there was only a gap as small as a stitch.

“Oh, did you come here too suddenly? “If I’m not in a state to talk about it, I can come back later…”

When he fell silent as he had a lot to think about, Karen wiggled her fingers and said with a shy expression.

Could that appearance really be camouflage?

Leon’s eyes couldn’t see through it at all.

“it’s okay. “It’s not a story worth dragging on for long.”

I can guess her business.

Dual identity as a and an A-rank adventurer. He said he would turn a blind eye during the subjugation war, but that promise was merely a verbal contract that could be broken at any time. Karen needs to be a little more specific in her answer.

You could tell just by looking at him that he went to the recovery room as soon as he woke up. You must have been anxious in many ways over the past three days.

“Bishop.”

Leon cautiously opened his mouth.

Cesare was a trustworthy man, but I couldn’t talk about Karen in front of him. Although it was less infamous than the Fang or the Golden Pig, the Guardian was also clearly a villain.

A hitman.

Due to the nature of the profession, there were many people who were unknown and believed to have died at the hands of the ‘Kwanjigi’.

“I’m sorry, but…”

That was then.

“no it’s okay.”

Karen, who cared more about his attention than anyone else, stopped him. Also, before Leon’s face was colored with suspicion,

he said, “Anyway, that person found out everything.”

I dropped an unexpected bomb.

Knight of Seongcheolsae.

Karen spoke with a slightly embarrassed expression in the face of a being feared by all the evildoers in the world. It wouldn’t be strange if he was kicked out without even looking back when he was discovered.

When Leon looked back with a confused look on his face, Cesare nodded with a faint smile.

“Thanks to my Auror. Since your ‘sun’ and my ‘moon’ have the power to resonate, they are sensitive to interference with that connection. And two people with rare attributes like ‘shadow’ got together by chance? “Wouldn’t that be weirder?”

“…It was when I jumped through space.”

Cesare blinked his eyes once as if he were affirming those words. Leon, seeing him still smiling, became curious.

“Bishop, why don’t you reprimand me?”

Cesare answered.

“Why should I reprimand you?”

“Because you knew who she was, but you hid it.”

“Is it a great cause to reveal that fact to the world? Is protecting the opportunity to do the right thing a cause?”

“That’s…”

Leon hesitated, at a loss for words. If he had revealed Karen’s identity, it is highly likely that Conrad and Cesare would have distrusted her, even if it did not know Khan. The reason he concealed his dual identity for several years was because it was easy for his true intentions to be suspected.

In that case, Karen, who is quick-witted, would have noticed the scent soon, and the rush team may have collapsed due to internal conflict.

Cesare soon put an end to the agony.

“And Miss Karen didn’t run away until the very end. They fought alongside us, shedding blood. “Even though her dedication could not absolve her of the sins she committed, it was an act worthy of trusting her character as a colleague.”

There is no such thing as camaraderie among assassins.

Assassins did not hesitate to run away when the situation became unfavorable and did not turn their backs on anyone. Suspicious of both enemies and allies, he always leaves room to attack others.

The assassin was such a creature. Those whose blood flows cold like reptiles, closer to venomous snakes than to humans.

‘ah.’

Only then did Leon’s eyes widen.

It wasn’t Karen.

At the moment of crisis when humanity was at its lowest point, she trusted him instead of turning away. Some people may evaluate the choice as the result of weighing things, but assassins do not weigh things.

Don’t fight even if you can beat an opponent 9 out of 10 times. We hide and wait until a situation is created where we can succeed 100 times in 100 attempts. If Karen’s true nature was a cold-blooded assassin, that choice was impossible.

“…okay.”

As a soft smile spread across Leon’s lips, Cesare smiled as if he understood.

Only Karen, who was watching the exchange, was going crazy.

“Why are you smiling like that? You probably didn’t secretly schedule an execution date or something, right? huh?”

Even the sight of people stamping their feet is new. Maybe that childish personality wasn’t Karen’s true nature?

The two looked at each other for a moment and laughed, then changed their mood.

It was a topic that could not be avoided forever.

said Cesare.

“Miss Karen.”

“yes.”

Karen answered the call like a gentle sheep.

“First, tell me your story. Why did you become an assassin and why did you secretly act as an adventurer?”

“Is that where it all starts?…”

Her complexion darkened at what Cesare said.

But the question was never withdrawn.

This was because in order to decide what to do with Karen, it was necessary to know the life she had gone through.

Eventually, Karen, who looked at the two people back and forth, opened her mouth.

“It won’t be such a fun story.”

She opened up and opened up about her past.

The story of how “Gwanjigi” was born was a story that took place more than a few decades ago.

* * *

The ecosystem inside a slum is both complex and simple. Only by possessing some form of power could one protect one’s life and save one’s own dignity.

Whether it is wealth, violence, or power.

For those who did not possess anything, the law of the fittest was nothing more than a merciless guillotine.

“Who do you think are the most humble people among them?”

Karen spoke without waiting for a reply.

“I’m an orphan.”

Children who have no money for food, clothing, and shelter, no parents to protect them, and no one ever wonders why they disappear. The lowest class in the slum, both in name and reality, were orphans, several levels below the physically disfigured vagabonds.

If you look pretty, you will be taken to the entertainment district, and if you become famous for your punches, you will soon become a gangster.

These are people who are at the bottom of their lives and cannot escape in any way.

“I thought I would go to the entertainment district too. “There were quite a few people who came to catch us, and half-elves make more money than ordinary humans.”

But Karen was saved by someone at that time. Those who tried to catch her all turned into corpses in an instant.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t done in good faith.

From beginning to end, there was nothing but malice in that salvation.

“They said it was a fairly common occurrence. Taking orphans who don’t really care if they die and training them to become assassins. “Do you think that if we raise just one person out of a hundred properly, we will get our money’s worth?”

Even the person who captured her probably didn’t expect it.

Dark elf mixed race.

Thanks to her lineage that she did not know about, Karen realizes her genius and rises to an executive position in the organization in just 15 years. It was at that point that Blaine began to gain notoriety.

Of course, the organization was happy.

It was like picking up a gem from a gutter. How awesome would it be? As Karen’s hands became faster and sharper, the organization became stronger and her position rose until she had only the boss over her head.

“It wasn’t a big deal.”

Karen said that with a sour expression.

“Maybe because I wasn’t on active duty, I had less sensitivity, and I guess they didn’t think I would suddenly attack them. “It was over in 7 seconds.”

I became an unwanted assassin.

He committed unwanted murders repeatedly.

By accumulating and refining that resentment over several decades, he finally succeeded in cutting out the heart of the boss at the top of the organization. It was the moment when an orphan from a back alley succeeded in reaching the top.

However, Karen no longer had the will to live as an assassin.

So, she purged all the corrupt upper-level members of the organization and freed the assassins who were in the same situation as her.

“I thought it would attract attention if I organized it all at once, so I dispersed it slowly. My work as a ‘gwanjigi’ became less frequent. “Now that I can’t live normally, I thought I’d try becoming an adventurer.”

Karen’s identity laundering was quite elaborate.

If this incident hadn’t happened, no one would have known. By laying the groundwork over several years and faithfully completing more than a hundred requests, he even earned the favor of the Adventurer’s Guild.

Even if it was a mediocre rank, if it was an A-rank adventurer, it was a status that no one could carelessly suspect.

“Well, in the end, it got revealed like this.”

She shrugged her shoulders and laughed self-deprecatingly.

“Since you have done your part, you won’t be executed, right? I don’t even think I can run away from the Holy Church. Still, I don’t like prison, so I’d like to ask for something like hard labor…”

It was a weak sound for a top-class assassin, but the Holy Church is a place that not even the greatest master can touch. In addition to being able to travel across the entire continent regardless of diplomatic procedures, there is the Holy Iron Chain Knights who engage in slaughter battles with monsters and foreign magicians every day.

Moreover, Karen had seen the power of Cesare and Leon during this subjugation battle, so she was even more scared than before.

“Brother.”

Cesare thought for a moment and then looked away.

Leon turned around at the call, but soon realized the intention and widened his eyes.

‘You’re going to leave it to my discretion?’

It was also an ambiguous situation.

It was wrong for Karen to live as an assassin, but there was also an unavoidable part of that mistake. The desire to destroy evil and live a new life did not seem fake.

Even a warrior may not have the right to dare to discuss forgiveness, but there seemed to be no need to point a sword at someone who regretted their mistakes.

“Karen.”

Leon barely raised his upper body and looked at her.

“I will give you two options. “Which one you choose is up to you, and whichever you choose, I promise to respect that choice.”

“huh? What are you talking about? “Can you decide that?”

“yes.”

He accepted the question in a confident voice and explained the two options as mentioned earlier.

And Karen chose.

There really wasn’t even a second of hesitation in that decision.

* * *

After the day he met Karen, Leon was able to wake up after lying in the recovery room for four more days.

The recovery period lasted a full week.

I felt like I was testing my own body to see how powerful the ‘Seven Star Sword’ was when properly wielded. It is a reaction that could have resulted in death or insanity if one had taken even half a step further. A sword allowed only to those with natural talent.

It may be the price of reaching that level through expedient means.

“I’m sorry I called you like this right after I woke up.”

“it’s okay. “In fact, I feel sorry for making you wait for a week.”

Leon shook hands with him and sat down across from him. He was still a big man who radiated intimidation.

Blaine’s guildmaster Bernard.

The giant with impressive metal prosthetics grinned.

“Now then, let’s start the story.”