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Chapter 733: The Great Legacy (2)
Level 3 training.
The number of gun barrels increased from four to eight, and death was possible before one could even press the give-up button.
Of course, it must have been possible to die during training at the previous levels as well.
‘But I suppose it meant they simply didn’t care. Not about someone weak enough to die during Level 2 training.’
Only now had a warning message finally appeared.
As could be inferred from Level 3’s name, ‘Selection,’ it seemed that this was the stage from which one would finally begin earning the recognition of the anomalous vessel Keniscita.
And that would also mean earning the recognition of Dorta Muio, the swordmaster who had been Keniscita’s first owner.
“I have to pass this.”
When Yeongwoo muttered while staring at the gun barrels blinking red, Obstruction of Official Duties crooked its index finger.
× What?
“I’m saying I probably have to pass this before I can receive Chairman Dorta’s legacy.”
× How do you know that?
“Pure intuition.”
The remaining time had already fallen below one second, so any further discussion was meaningless.
Beeeeeeep!
A sharp signal rang out, and all eight gun barrels simultaneously raised their heads.
× Even so, eight is…….
The anti-government handgun, which had never shown fear even among the thousands of villains in the Black Zone, spoke in a noticeably tense voice.
That was because no one knew what would happen to the attached handgun if its host, Jeong Yeongwoo, died.
Even for a gun that indiscriminately fired upon people who were not public officials, unpredictability could only be frightening.
Whirrr.
Next, each of the gun barrels looked in a different direction before projecting a system message into the air.
「Training begins.」
Then, without the slightest hesitation, every gun barrel spat fire.
Pipipipiping!
“Ugh……!”
A full eight energy rounds.
Seeing them directly with his own eyes, their intimidating force far exceeded his expectations.
‘Still, fortunately, the projectile speed itself is similar to Level 2.’
Wasn’t it said that even if one were dragged into a tiger’s den, one could survive as long as one kept one’s wits?
Yeongwoo focused his eyes sharply and gripped Bastard tightly.
Soon, the eight energy rounds that had been bouncing chaotically off the ceiling, floor, and walls came flying towards him with a vicious sound.
Shaaaaaat!
“From above?!”
The presence directly above his head was ever so slightly closer than the others, so Yeongwoo swung Bastard in that direction.
Astonishingly, the round that had been flying in from that exact direction touched the blade and vanished.
Tspat!
“…I knew it!”
However, were there not still seven rounds remaining?
While the first round vanished, the other seven rushed him almost simultaneously, leaving Yeongwoo with no choice but to—
“Kraaaagh!”
—twist his body desperately while struggling to knock away even one more.
Of course, the holographic guide was displaying their trajectories, but with so many rounds moving at such high speed, it was meaningless.
× You crazy bastard!
Obstruction of Official Duties let out a near scream upon seeing five or six rounds flying in completely unimpeded.
And then.
Kwash!
Three energy rounds lodged themselves in Yeongwoo’s waist, leg, and shoulder, while the other three, which he narrowly avoided, struck the floor and walls before ricocheting back up.
Out of the eight rounds that had been fired, he had blocked only two.
× Why the hell are you doing even worse than before? You blocked three last time, at least.
“Is then the same as now? This is far more chaotic than before!”
Meanwhile, the three rounds whose trajectories had changed were already returning, so Yeongwoo readjusted his grip on Bastard with an arm streaming blood.
“Damn it. Of all places, they hit my shoulder and leg.”
Although Yeongwoo possessed excellent regenerative abilities, there was no possibility of his wounds healing during the brief interval before the rounds returned.
Consequently, with evasive manoeuvres difficult and one arm no longer functioning properly, his response could hardly be impressive.
In the end, two of the three rounds once again buried themselves in his body.
Kwaaaaaat!
“Krgh!”
As Yeongwoo let out an unsightly groan, Obstruction of Official Duties pointed its index finger at the gun barrels surrounding them and spoke.
× Does this really count as training? It feels closer to endurance training than swordsmanship training.
“Considering I took more of them with my body than I blocked, you’re not exactly wrong.”
The one tremendous stroke of fortune was that, when struck by energy rounds, there was no need to extract the bullets from his body.
Perhaps the training device had been designed with even such issues in mind.
“Anyway… all the bullets are gone now, so doesn’t that mean I passed Level 3?”
When Yeongwoo shamelessly spoke while collapsing onto the floor with his body drenched in blood, a signal genuinely sounded to indicate that he had passed the training.
Beeeeeeep!
× Seriously? They’re counting that as passing?
Obstruction of Official Duties waved its hand in disbelief, and Yeongwoo wiped the sweat from his forehead while watching his ruptured flesh slowly regenerate.
“Still, it’s better than dying. And what just happened… might have been called Level 3, but it was only ‘Selection.’”
He probably would not be able to pass the next stage.
Thus, even if it wounded his pride, he would have to choose to give up this time.
“Ah, so merely achieving Selection isn’t enough to receive the legacy.”
When Yeongwoo muttered while looking around the vessel’s interior, where nothing in particular was happening, Obstruction of Official Duties pointed its index finger at the eight gun barrels.
× Haven’t you already received it, in a way? Regardless, you’re the owner of this insane training ground now.
“That’s true.”
At that, Yeongwoo blinked and looked at the gun barrels in question.
Although the training’s difficulty was absurd, if he repeatedly attempted it while remaining within the limits of survival, would his skills not gradually improve?
Moreover, by coincidence, he possessed numerous pieces of regenerative equipment, so he would likely be able to make far more attempts than an ordinary trainee.
After all, an injury as minor as being shot in the leg could mostly recover within ten or so minutes.
However.
‘Just how many levels are there? If Level 3 is only Selection, that means there must still be a long way to go.’
The four gun barrels from before had suddenly doubled to eight upon reaching Level 3.
That meant there could be any number of sudden increases in difficulty at the later levels as well.
Hissssss!
Just then, some kind of steam erupted from the floor of the vessel, and a new system message appeared.
「A secret manual will be unlocked.」
“What?”
A secret manual.
For Yeongwoo, those words could only make every hair on his body stand on end.
Given the context, there was an extremely high probability that the ‘secret manual’ referred to a martial arts manual.
‘Was that really what Selection meant?’
While Yeongwoo’s eyes widened, a small pedestal rose from the floor that had been concealed by the steam.
Clunk!
And atop that pedestal was—
“…No way.”
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What Yeongwoo saw was a small stone tablet.
For some reason, it gave him the feeling that it would crumble into stone dust the moment he touched it.
And that must have been the martial arts manual.
The legacy Dorta Muio, the swordmaster, had left aboard his cherished vessel was none other than a sword art.
“C-Can I… touch it?”
As Yeongwoo cautiously extended a hand towards the stone tablet in a thoroughly nervous voice, a holographic tooltip appeared in front of the pedestal like a partition.
Paat!
「Blazeflow」 - Mythical Sword Art
【Ember】
【First Sword Strike】
【Incomplete Martial Art】
【Ember】
|One day, you will be able to move like a blaze.
【First Sword Strike】
|Contains the fundamental movements of Blazeflow.
【Incomplete Martial Art】
|Only a portion of the martial art functions, and its status is not intact.
“Blazeflow……? What does that mean?”
When Yeongwoo read the name of the sword art written on the tooltip, Obstruction of Official Duties astonishingly interpreted it for him.
× It means ‘like a blaze.’ You’re even more ignorant than I am, and I was only just born.
“Ah, like a blaze.”
Yeongwoo nodded.
It did not matter even if he could not interpret something as trivial as its name.
“Fuck… it’s a mythical sword art.”
Yeongwoo’s voice faintly trembled without him realising it.
Was the manual of the sword art that the Great One, Dorta Muio, had most likely used himself not sitting directly before his eyes?
Sshk.
Then, when Yeongwoo reached through the holographic tooltip, the system delivered one final warning.
「The secret manual will be absorbed upon acquisition, and transmission will be impossible until its incomplete state has been resolved.」
In other words, if the person who acquired it failed to reach the ultimate essence of Blazeflow, the sword art would disappear into obscurity exactly as it was.
It was effectively a martial art that only a single being in the entire universe could perform.
‘Then again, this secret manual was passed down to me because Dorta Muio died. Along with this monstrous vessel.’
It was a rather frightening warning, but was there truly any need to think about it further?
“I am now Keniscita’s owner. And since I achieved ‘Selection,’ I am also the rightful successor to Blazeflow.”
After saying this to the secret manual, Yeongwoo immediately thrust his arm forward and made contact.
Tap.
Just as his earlier intuition had suggested, the stone-tablet-shaped secret manual crumbled apart and turned into stone dust.
Swaat……!
The only part that differed from his expectations was that even the stone dust, which seemed about to scatter through the air, soon vanished without a trace.
Then, along with a light that carried the impression of flames, a single line of text appeared in Yeongwoo’s vision.
『You have acquired the incomplete Blazeflow.』
“Incomplete Blazeflow…….”
The very first thing Yeongwoo checked after seeing this message was none other than the Mythical Codex.
【Incomplete Martial Art】
|Only a portion of the martial art functions, and its status is not intact.
That was because he wondered whether the words stating that its status was not intact meant it would not be recognised as ‘mythical.’
Yet, in reality.
[Mythical Codex]
〔6〕
“Huh?”
The Mythical Codex’s collection count had changed to ‘6,’ reflecting the newly acquired martial art, Blazeflow.
“What the hell? It counts as a complete myth. Then what status is supposedly not intact?”
While Yeongwoo tilted his head, the pedestal that had stored the secret manual disappeared beneath the floor.
Then, the troublesome training give-up button appeared once again.
「Level 4 - Ember」
“……!”
It was an ominous title.
Moreover, the message that appeared afterward also carried numerous warnings.
「From this point onward, the rounds will no longer dissipate naturally. They will pursue the trainee indefinitely until blocked by a blade.」
Then, devices resembling air conditioners protruded slightly from the walls on either side of the vessel.
「Beginning at Level 4, winds that are difficult to withstand will intermittently assail the trainee. Those who are prepared will be able to use them to ignite a great blaze, but some will allow even their embers to be extinguished.」
“Crazy… Is it something like that gale on Pahalufe?”
Whether it should be called fortunate or unfortunate, Yeongwoo had experienced something similar before.
「Level 4 training will begin in five seconds. Would you like to continue?」
At last, the give-up button on the floor began to flash alongside the final message, so Yeongwoo stepped on it without hesitation.
Kwaang!
“Ah, I briefly forgot. It’s time to pay taxes now, isn’t it?”
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