Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Master of The Sacred Item(1)

“It’s over.”

Saltus was convinced Han-bin’s group had died.

They got hit by the Breath of the Ancient Dragon directly.

The human body could never endure that much power.

There was no point in enduring it in the first place.

After the explosion, huge amounts of snow and rocks covered them and completely buried them.

Even the Dragons themselves couldn’t have survived under tens of thousands of tons of rocks.

“I don’t think we need to check their vitals anymore.”

Besides, it didn’t matter if they were dead or alive.

They had already achieved their goal anyway.

After delivering the ‘incarnation of Darkness’ to Hollien, the Top Three would become gods and goddesses, and they would get remarkable rewards.

‘Maybe this time we’ll gain our freedom.’

Expecting inwardly, Saltus bowed to Almara.

“Thank you for your hard work, Almara.”

The big silver Dragon moved her long neck and grumbled.

“I’m the only one who worked on this. Are you playing around, Saltus?”

The Green Dragon smiled.

“You finished it before I could do anything, didn’t you?”

At that moment, the Aliens, who had escaped, approached the two Dragons.

Frowning as much as they could, they looked quite angry.

Looking up at the Silver Dragon, Akwashi and Mahathir burst into anger.

“What did you just do?”

“Isn’t that different from your promise?”

Almara wondered.

“Promise?”

‘Are you angry because I killed them all at once?’

Indeed, they might be angry because she made a fuss without consulting them beforehand.

However, they were all in level 100, which meant they were quite strong.

It wouldn’t have been very intimidating to them.

“Isn’t everyone okay? What’s the problem?”

The Aliens pointed their fingers at the other side of Snow Mountain and shouted.

“They were our prey!”

“You’ve killed our share!”

“And our dessert was gone because of you!”

At first, she wondered what they meant by dessert.

But she soon understood.

They were furious because they couldn’t kill the Valtara warrior and Leon Hart.

They had fought for the sake of getting the pleasure reward, but Almara ended the entire battle. She even buried Leon Hard.

“This is unfortunate, Dragon.”

Pit murmured with raging eyes.

“We’re about to finish cooking our food and was about to put it in our mouth. Do you think it’s proper to turn the table upside-down? I’m sure we deserve a decent reward.”

The other Aliens slowly began to surround her.

“And we’ll still get pleasure rewards even if our prey isn’t a Latnain, will we?”

“The exact terms used by the Guideline are natives of Latna.”

“I’m sure it considers the Fairy race and the Dragons as natives.”

“Come to think of it. We won’t infringe the taboo.”

“I can’t touch Gabe, but she’s not part of the restriction.”

Instead of crying about the pleasure reward they lost, they’d rather just hunt Almara.

Surprised, the Silver Dragon laughed in vain.

“You crazy things…”

Of course, they were never weak.

If Almara was alone, she couldn’t guarantee her victory.

However, there was another Ancient Dragon with her, the Green Dragon Saltus.

“You’re blinded by desire!”

Almara also became furious.

At that very moment, Saltus quickly stepped in.

“I’ll allow you to kill today.”

“Huh?”

Pit tilted his head.

Saltus continued.

“I’ll give you a day to do what you want, so run around and enjoy yourselves.”

No matter how many Dragons there were, those Aliens were never easy opponents.

If they could avoid a fight, it was best to avoid it.

“Although they won’t be in the same level as your lost prey, you’ll be able to kill a lot of Latnains. What do you think?”

“Whew, do you allow the murder of Latnains?”

“Even if I’m not Gabe, I can fully allow this with my authority.”

Showing the mark of the Great Earth, Saltus nodded calmly.

The murderous spirit of the angry Aliens subsided.

They reached an agreement.

“Not bad.”

The Aliens headed excitedly to the other side of the basin.

Almara clicked her tongue at the people who were going down the peak as fast as they could.

“You bloodthirsty bastards.”

Saltus smiled bitterly.

They weren’t able to criticize the Aliens, as they were the ones that allowed the innocent Latnains to be killed.

But if they cared about that, they wouldn’t even be called Dragon, an evil race.

Relaxing his nerves, Saltus turned around.

“We’re also going down the mountain, Almara.”

Not even Dragons could fly in the sky due to the influence of Kybriel’s seal.

Folding their wings, the two Dragons began to shuffle down the Generosus.

* * *

Ryu Han-bin groaned as he opened his eyes.

“Uh…”

His view was blurry. He could feel pain all over his body.

‘What happened?’

He tried to recall the events that transpired.

However, he couldn’t remember anything.

They were all buried in huge snow and rocks as they felt a sharp sense of falling while enduring the Breath of the Ancient Dragon. That was all.

Waking up, he observed the situation around him.

The place where he fell was a large stone chamber.

Some of the stone walls, which seemed to be quite old, had collapsed and buried in rocks.

Since a pillar of light about one meter stood in the middle of the stone chamber, he could check around him.

He felt Prana. The light seemed to be made of spiritual art.

‘Where am I?’

At that time, a young voice called to Ryu Han-bin.

“Are you coming to your senses?”

A blond young man leaned against a stone wall a little farther away, looking at Han-bin with an indifferent face.

Han-bin, who was about to nod his head casually, was surprised.

‘Leon Hart?’

He had no restraints.

He was no longer bound by chains that sealed his Prana.

It meant Leon Hart had completely regained his ability.

Surprised, Ryu Han-bin raised himself.

However, he stumbled down to one knee.

“Ugh…”

“It’s hard to get up right now. I only did some rough first aid on you.”

Shaking his hand, Leon Hart said calmly.

Ryu Han-bin frowned.

“… You’ve unlocked the chains, haven’t you?”

“I can now use Prana to some extent thanks to that.”

Only then did Han-bin remember that he had broken some of the chains restricting Leon Hart.

Due to Almara’s Breath, he couldn’t remove all the chains. But he was sure Leon Hart was able to remove the rest of the chains by himself since he regained enough strength to be in the same league as a level 40 Spiritist.

Pointing at one corner of the stone chamber, Leon Hart continued.

“Thanks to that, I was able to save you in time.”

Kibie and Artis were lying down calmly, though they were unconscious.

Both of them didn’t look too injured.

Since Leon Hart had healed them, they seemed to be out of danger.

He was grateful, but Han-bin doubted it.

‘I’m sure we’re his enemies.’

Leon Hart laughed at Ryu Han-bin, who was on guard.

“You don’t have to be so vigilant. There’s an ongoing truce for the time being.”

Han-bin could felt no hatred in his tone.

He guessed the reason.

Han-bin asked, glancing at Kibie, who wasn’t awake.

“Do you believe her now?”

Leon Hart nodded gently.

“First of all, I acknowledge that it is quite credible. The Transcendental’s henchmen were controlling high-level Aliens.”

“Credible… It sounds like you still haven’t fully acknowledged her?”

“Because it’s that important of an issue.”

Han-bin clicked his tongue.

‘Are you saying that even in such a situation, you still doubt her?’

“Well, you’re very careful.”

“If you’re in my position, you’ll have to learn discretion, whether you like it or not.”

“I mean, you are pig-headed.”

“Everyone who’s in my position is bound to be pig-headed.”

Han-bin said a nasty thing, but Leon Hart joked around in reply.

At least there was no hostility.

Leon Hart stood up.

“The truce isn’t a lie. Wouldn’t it be suicide for us to fight amongst ourselves in this situation?”

He then looked around and continued.

“For now, getting out of here should be our priority.”

Unlike Ryu Han-bin, Leon Hart remembered the moment when he had been buried.

He remembered the moment when he had been buried under tens of meters of massive snow and land.

Leon Hart murmured, shaking his body.

“You managed to survive. You are so lucky.”

Saltus guaranteed the death of Han-bin’s group not because he was stupid.

If there were no such space under the basin, they would never have survived if they hadn’t rolled down through it.

“So where are we?”

“Where are we?”

Leon Hart replied as if he was asking back why Han-bin asked about something so obvious.

“It’s the seal of the sacred Heart of Darkness. You came up here to target this place in the first place, and you’re asking it?”

* * *

After a while, Kibie and Artis woke up.

Like Han-bin, both were surprised to see Leon Hart, who was already free when they woke up.

“Oh!”

“The chains!”

“Both of you, calm down. There’s a truce for now.”

To calm the two, Ryu Han-bin explained the whole story.

Only then did Kibie and Artis feel relieved.

Looking around, Artis shook his head.

“You managed to survive this.”

“The problem is that they took Effir.”

Kibie frowned at Han-bin’s words.

It was fortunate that she wasn’t caught, but she didn’t know why at all.

“Why Effir?”

Leon Hart stepped into the conversation carelessly.

“At least it’s clear that their goal was the girl. I can tell by their movement.”

He was the man who had remained neutral as he watched from afar.

Thanks to that, he could maintain a relatively objective view.

“According to your explanation, they know her as the incarnation of darkness, right?”

Kibie became even more puzzled.

“… So why?”

There were six Aliens, and their Guideline would have revealed Kibie’s identity, so how could they get the wrong idea?

Leon Hart asked back in bewilderment.

“Are you asking me that?”

Leon Hart wouldn’t know the reason.

Anyway, they had to save her.

If it were revealed that she was not the incarnation of Darkness, there would be no reason to keep her alive.

“The problem is getting out of here…”

Looking around the stone chamber, Artis was at a loss.

All the escape routes had been blocked.

There was no separate exit.

“But if we mess up the ground while trying to make an exit, we will be buried here alive…”

At that moment, Kibie picked up her long spear.

And she blew a Blade Aura against a pile of broken dirt!

“Taah!”

Boom!

The stone chamber vibrated with the explosion.

Out of shock, the others made a fuss.

“Gasp!”

“Hey, be careful!”

“If you do something wrong, you’ll destroy the chamber!”

It didn’t collapse, however.

Instead, a hole in the piles of dirt appeared across the hall.

That collapsed pile of soil was the earliest exit.

Han-bin looked back at Kibie and asked.

“Did you know that was an exit?”

“Of course, I made this place. Why won’t I know that?”

With a tantrum, Kibie moved out of the hallway.

“Follow me, everybody.”