Five Time Regressor Walks the King’s Path - Chapter 24
Chapter 24
The eyes of the children continued to stare at the woman who was previously the heir to the House of Havelia. Some even drew their swords.
However, Chen Havelia raised his hand to stop them. A silver sword then formed in that raised hand, and everyone remained standing in their positions.
“Cynthia.”
“Yes, Father.”
Cynthia’s voice flowed out from the helmet.
Hearing that voice, for the first time in a long time, Chen Havelia’s always-hardened face had a smile.
“You’ve reached the level of Grand Sword Master.”
All of his children gasped at his words.
Just twenty-one years old.
Everyone was shocked she reached the level of Grand Sword Master at the age of twenty-one.
Overwhelming talent.
Cynthia, who possessed even more talent than Chen Havelia, colored the children’s eyes with envy.
For them, people who lived and died by the sword, their desire for talent in the way of the sword was more intense than anyone else.
“I’m just getting started.”
“No, you’re excellent. But only if it was the product of the House of Havelia.”
Chen’s eyes were filled with anger.
The anger flowing from him, who turned sixty-one years old this year and stood at the peak of Grand Sword Master, made even his children in the back lose their breath.
At that moment, a heart sword was made in Cynthia’s hand.
Unlike Chen’s silver heart sword, Cynthia’s was as pitch black as darkness.
Chen looked at the sword and spoke.
“Even though you were born to our family, I didn’t feel good since you had dark properties instead of light. In the end, this happened.”
And with his final word, Chen’s sword moved.
In an instant, the sword aimed straight for Cynthia’s neck.
His sword could even overwhelm Ivlgeria, and none of his children could surpass him. Everyone thought Cynthia’s head would fall.
Except for the one who was not a child of Havelia.
Clang!
A violent sound rang out.
With a single blow, the ground cracked and the air fluctuated, but Cynthia certainly blocked Chen’s sword.
Chen’s eyes opened faintly and Cynthia smiled slyly inside her helmet.
“Father, your sword is very rusty.”
Chen’s eyebrows furrowed at Cynthia’s laughter and soon the two swords continued to collide.
The children watched the confrontation between the two without taking their eyes off it.
The overwhelming swordsmanship of the two fascinated all of Havelia’s children.
Clank!
The atmosphere fluctuated once again.
There was a frosty wind.
The two people in the distant realm of Grand Sword Master clashed endlessly with their swords.
But slowly…
Little by little…
Cynthia was losing her ground.
Even if they were both Grand Sword Masters, Cynthia was a newbie and Chen stood at the peak.
There was a huge wall between the two.
Clang.
Cynthia’s sword broke and her posture faltered.
However, despite seeing Cynthia like this, Chen wielded his sword. She also made a new heart sword to confront him.
Again, there was a long period of attacks.
As time went by, Cynthia had more scars, and cold sweat ran down her face.
But her eyes were not dead.
Chen also knew it, so he didn’t stop his sword.
At that moment, a drop of blood flew from Chen’s cheek.
Cynthia’s sword reached Chen.
However, the sacrifice was too great for the achievement. Cynthia had already lost an arm and suffered numerous minor injuries.
She was barely enduring the blood flowing from her neck with her willpower. She looked like she would collapse at any moment.
“Cynthia.”
Chen’s lips parted.
He was smiling helplessly.
“I believed that only you could succeed me.”
After that, Chen’s sword moved.
“I believed so, too. But Father, I had a glimpse of a superior level. A level I would never see in your arms.”
And Cynthia’s sword was broken.
“I hope Father will also escape the ghost of Ivlgeria…This is my last wish as your daughter.”
Cynthia’s head dropped.
As a dungeon monster, Cynthia was once again killed. This time, by her father’s sword.
Catching Cynthia’s falling body, Chen closed his eyes.
As if remembering Cynthia from the past.
“Father!”
At that moment, Lesoa’s voice called.
When Chen opened his eyes, he saw a new staircase had appeared, going down.
Dungeons get stronger as one travels further down.
Chen’s expression slowly began to twist knowing this fact.
The meaning of these stairs meant…
“Does it mean there’s someone stronger than Cynthia?”
The man who brought Cynthia here is below.
The stairs seemed to be saying so.
Cynthia’s last words came to Chen’s mind.
“Escape the ghost of Ivlgeria.”
That meant…
“All of you, leave.”
Chen’s voice, with a somewhat low tone, rang out in the dungeon. He left his children behind and began to walk down the stairs alone.
When he took the last step, there was a man sitting on the throne.
And next to that man was Cynthia, who he had just killed.
Chen was sure.
Cynthia would be revived forever until that man died.
Both their hearts were pounding at the same time.
It had been a while since he’d met such a strong man.
Now he could understand Cynthia’s words.
The ghost of Ivlgeria was nothing in front of him.
Ha Chun-Sung, who was leaning against the throne and crossing his legs, had a sly smile.
“You’re here.”
The final boss spoke.
* * *
This was how I felt when I saw Chen Havelia.
He was above Ivlgeria when it came to the sword alone.
But he couldn’t win because of Ivlgeria’s magic.
His standard was only that.
“Is it you?”
Threatening words came out of Chen’s mouth.
Without replying I took out the Heavenly Start Sword and approached Chen.
Chen’s hand produced a heart sword.
Unlike Cynthia, it was a sword with a silver light.
Therefore, I followed him and put aura onto the Heavenly Star Sword.
Chen’s eyes turned sharp as I did so.
He recognized and responded to my situation.
“…What family are you from?”
“The Ha House.”
“House Ha? I’ve never heard of it.”
“It’s famous on Earth.”
Then my sword struck Chen.
The sword drew an arc, and in the instant it reached Chen’s neck, he disappeared while leaving behind a blurred afterimage.
Havelia Style Secret Technique—
Declaration of Spirit.
At that moment, a secret that Cynthia had not used unfolded.
Breathing out, I immediately swung my sword back. The sound of swords colliding echoed soon after.
He wasn’t the highest level of Grand Sword Master for nothing.
His sword skills seemed superior to mine. Chen used his secret technique while swinging his heart sword, and it’d been a long time since I’d met a good opponent.
However, Chen’s sword was getting weaker as he clashed with mine.
This was the problem with heart swords.
No matter how good your swordsmanship was, if there was a difference in aura, then it was inevitable that the weaker one would eventually lose.
The aura became stronger in my sword for just an instant, and Chen’s sword collapsed.
Chen, who opened his eyes wide at the sudden change, murmured to himself.
“Sword Emperor, is it that level?”
Chen stepped away with his back foot as he admired for a brief moment.
Soon, a sword was once more in his grasp, and Chen pointed at me with the hilt of a bladeless sword.
“Oho. So that’s how you’re going to be.”
A light wind ran through the invisible blade of the sword.
A transparent blade.
Havelia Style Secret Technique—
Glorious Sword.
The end of the secrets.
It seemed to be a sword technique that could be used when one had reached the highest level of the heart sword.
That’s why he stuck to the heart sword.
The sword that reflected all light was so transparent.
Clang!
However, the sound of it hitting my sword wasn’t unusual.
The length of the sword was not constant and the way it was held was different.
Because of the transparent blade, the length of the sword was newly recognized whenever the sword was hit.
He was strong.
Definitely worthy enough to be called the strongest in swordsmanship.
Ping.
Blood dripped from my cheeks.
I grinned at the burning pain I hadn’t felt in a long time.
Fine.
I had lost in swordsmanship.
If so,
‘Aura also involves skill.’
An overwhelming amount of aura poured out from my body.
Chen’s eyes shook and my sword chased him without missing that moment.
The tide turned in an instant.
Ivlgeria was an overwhelming wizard.
However, his sword skills were poor.
Chen, by comparison, was weaker than Ivlgeria.
However, his sword skills were excellent.
I thought it would have been a more interesting fight if Chen’s aura was at the level of Ivlgeria, and stretched out my sword in a straight line.
First Form—
Electro Epilepsy.
Crack.
Lightning shot up.
The blade that shot through the Glorious Sword penetrated Chen’s chest.
For a moment, the surroundings became silent.
Then came the sound of muscles intertwining from Chen’s chest.
‘Crazy bastard.’
The obsession with victory and the madness of wanting to fight me a little more.
The two were visible in Chen’s eyes.
He had forced himself to heal the wound suffered by infusing aura into his muscles.
Chen’s Glorious Sword was formed again and swung at me.
The momentum grew stronger.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sound of the sword strikes reverberated endlessly.
Chen’s sword had become stronger, but my spirit had also become stronger.
Try to win if you can.
So we clashed swords for a long time.
The wind calmed down.
Only the sound of the two of us receiving each other’s swords could be heard.
Blood splashed.
My body started to be scarred.
But most of it was Chen’s blood.
He had always been the best in the world.
He was stronger than anyone else until he was defeated by Ivlgeria.
“Not yet… Not yet.”
So his strength grew slowly.
Ironically, after he met and lost to Ivlgeria, he grew to another level.
“I can grow stronger. There is a higher level.”
Unable to overcome the flame of Ivlgeria, he exiled his daughter, the next head of the family, but wielded his sword without ever stopping.
That’s why he was strong.
“I… I!”
The swordsmanship he had honed for decades was really strong.
Excluding the first regression, I spent fifteen years on the frontlines, where life and death intersected. In order to reach me…
He still had a ways to go.
Flop.
Chen’s knee touched the floor.
His whole body was covered in blood and electricity was crackling over the wounds. He was a mess.
I slowly raised my sword.
Chen was still trying to stand back up.
But his body didn’t seem to listen.
His eyes shook with regret.
“How does it feel to meet with death like your daughter?”
“That’s too bad. I wanted to be just a little stronger.”
“That’s how your daughter felt. She would have held such feelings when she died at the hands of Ivlgeria.”
Chen’s eyes slowly opened.
His eyes turned to Cynthia.
“Cynthia.”
Calling her name, Chen laughed helplessly.
“I’m sorry.”
He closed his eyes, having spoken his final words.
“Ha Chun-Sung.”
A voice came from behind me.
When I turned my head belatedly, having not noticed their existence, a silver-haired man stood there.
Looking at the same hair color as Chen, I thought he was Chen’s child. However, my eyes slowly began to grow bigger as I looked at him.
“Elder Brother?”
There was Ha Il-Sung.
The first son of the Ha House was there.
