The Book Eating Magician - chapter-133
There was a large shock wave. If the destructive power from the two
swords had been pushed to one-side, the audience sitting in that
direction would be crushed like a frog hit by a stone. The the body of
the lightning-fast swordsman, Randolph, bounced back.
This was evidence that the Black Knight had the advantage in power.
‘No, it can’t be helped.’
Theodore watched the duel with sober eyes. It was different if it were a
low ranked undead, however, the Black Knight that Randolph was facing now
was a senior undead, the death knight.
The body had several times the physical ability of a living person, and
it didn’t feel any pain. In a simple struggle of strength, it could
compete against a cyclops. It was also possible for the Black Knight to
destroy a wall with his bare hands.
Randolph realized this as well after directly experiencing it with his
Confronting the opponent in a competition of strength was pure suicide.
Randolph had to accept that his opponent had the advantage in power.
In the first place, dual swordsmanship wasn’t a technique designed to
compete with strength. The advantages of having two swords was the
ability to use multiple combinations of sword techniques freely.
Randolph took a deep breath and his appearance distorted.
No, Randolph hadn’t disappeared. It just meant that the speed of
Randolph’s movements surpassed the eyesight of the audience. The speed
of acceleration was so extreme that it made Theodore’s eyes hurt!
The aura overflowing from Randolph’s blades drew blue lines in the air,
like comet trails. Then Randolph’s swords once again turned into
lightning bolts which smashed the Black Knight from all sides.
As sparks flew, Randolph’s falchions scratched the Black Knight’s arm
and peeled off the surface of the Black Knight’s shoulder like it was
Randolph attacked again. His next stab scratched the edge of the Black
Knight’s kneecap. Even the solid armour couldn’t endure the sharp
aura, causing metal fragments to burst out. However, it didn’t end with
just one or two. 10 times, 20 times, 100 times, 1000 times…
The Black Knight was tough too. He swung his sword around him and endured
Randolph’s encirclement. One hit of his would kill Randolph. Randolph
was a swordsman who only focused on speed. His body danced gloriously
like it was on the edge of a reaper’s scythe. A single mistake would
send Randolph to hell.
“It is really amazing…!”
The audience let out low sounds of admiration. They had expected it to be
a casual entertainment, a one-sided slaughter, but the fight surpassed
their imagination. Confrontations between swordsmen were usually dry.
Iron and iron would collide steadily with one another until one side
found a crack in the other’s defense. It was rare to see a proper fight
between aura users.
No, rather than rare, it was more accurate to say it couldn’t be done.
‘Fools. If I hadn’t been here, don’t you know that you would’ve
died five times over already?’ Theodore sighed as he looked around
while fending off the shock waves.
He could tell because he had encountered master level people many times.
Right now, both existences in front of him were almost at the level of a
master. Neither was a complete master, but they were still dangerous to
Shock waves continued to occur as the high-density auras collided with
each other. They were strong enough to turn rocks to dust. This wasn’t
a phenomenon which the weak could watch. Theo wanted to release the
protective shield and just focus on watching the duel bid, but a
catastrophe would happen if he did that.
In such circumstances, Theodore was forced to endure patiently.
“Hah, such a great ability…! Employer, where did you find that
On the other hand, Gibra was stunned by the abilities of the shabby
mercenary. He’d thought his employer had just hired someone who was his
acquaintance, but the mercenary was actually on par with the Black Knight!
Gibra was a powerhouse in Sipoto, but he could never win against the
Black Knight or Randolph. The even more shocking thing was that he had
failed to identify Randolph, despite seeing such a powerful figure.
Theodore answered in an evasive manner, “I won’t tell you.”
“Just keep watching.”
Theodore turned away from Gibra’s bitter expression and continued
watching the duel. A death knight was something only high-level
necromancers could create with black magic. Randolph’s expression was
grim as he faced the disadvantageous odds.
Like a lie, the flow of the match headed in Randolph’s favor.
Therefore, it wasn’t difficult for Theodore to see that… ‘He
isn’t at the master level yet. If Randolph had awakened Aura Ability,
this fight would already be over.’
Aura Ability was a miracle exclusive to sword masters which could even
transcend magic. Somebody could cut through space, another could control
gravity, and somebody else could remove one’s spirit. If there were
1,000 sword masters, there were 1,000 types of abilities. A person would
be judged as a sword master based on whether they awakened this ability
If Randolph was a complete sword master, this fight wouldn’t have
dragged out for so long. The Black Knight would’ve lost his head and
collapsed onto the floor 10 minutes ago. However, the death knight
wasn’t in optimum condition either.
‘If I didn’t see it, then I might be eager to run out and
interfere… but I don’t think this bastard will be a help to Isaac.’
Theodore laughed as he looked at the Black Knight.
The Orcus Company would become the target of the entire continent if it
were known they were mixed up with black magic. It was why three of the
death knight’s advantages were sealed: the undead’s immortal
resistance; the white aura which symbolized death; and the black magic
which was naturally added to senior undead.
Now, with such a huge penalty, Randolph’s incomplete power was enough
to win the battle!
“…Please, Captain Randolph.”
Randolph had the advantage, but it would be best to win this duel in the
cleanest way possible.
This way, Theodore could obtain Charlotte’s Necklace and block the
Orcus Company. Theodore, who didn’t like his burden being carried by
another person, formed a fist as responsibility and impatience
10 minutes after that, the winner of the duel bid was decided.
* * *
Randolph’s tactic was extremely simple. He moved continuously at a
super fast speed, accumulating a small amount of damage, while his
constant attacks weren’t fatal enough to cause death. However, if he
focused on attacking and defending himself as his two swords and the
Black Knight’s greatsword clashed, he wouldn’t be able catch the
massive greatsword with his falchions.
Meanwhile, the Black Knight’s plate mail had turned into a rag.
However, when asked if the offensive was effective against the Black
“Stupid, you are the one wearing yourself out,” Isaac muttered with a
smile as he read Randolph’s intent.
Unlike a human, the Black Knight didn’t have the concept of fatigue.
No, the accumulated damage was of no use because the Black Knight
didn’t bleed. The only places where the regenerative power was
restrained were the parts which couldn’t be hidden, like the arms and
legs. However, the skeletal muscle covered in armour could always
So, it wasn’t unreasonable that Isaac would have a ridiculing
expression on his face.
However, Isaac’s relaxed face distorted when he noticed an unexpected
Once again, Randolph’s swords struck, and the Black Knight’s
breastplate broke off in big pieces. It was effective. The plate mail had
been struck continuously and reached its limit. Of course, the Black
Knight’s flesh was fine, but that wasn’t the problem.
“N-No. This can’t continue…!” Isaac turned pale as he noticed the
situation one step late.
Obviously, the death knight was an undead. The body with white skin like
a corpse lay underneath the armour, and anybody could recognize the
colour. What if Randolph’s sword stripped off all the armour? No, what
if the helm broke? Rumours that the Orcus Company was associated with a
warlock would spread everywhere.
It was a situation which he needed to stop no matter what.
[God of Death, knight who serves Thanatos!] Isaac hurriedly sent a
message to the Black Knight. He wanted to entrust it with autonomous
action as much as possible, but the death knight couldn’t be revealed
to the public.
[Kill him as soon as possible!]
Randolph was a swordsman who had no talent except for running away, so
Isaac believed the death knight could cut him down without difficulty if
all his power was used.
However, Isaac overlooked one thing. The tactics of a death knight, a
first-rate swordsman when he had been alive, weren’t something a
warlock should be meddling in. If the death knight’s ego was still
intact, he would’ve snarled at the foolish command.
Unfortunately, the death knight was an undead who followed commands, and
Isaac was a warlock giving the command. According to the command, the
Black Knight raised his greatsword above his head. The pressure of the
sword, which had been defending intently, suddenly reversed its
direction. The air became heavier as pressure was emitted from the death
knight’s head and shoulders. The pressure became a few times more
terrible than before.
“…Indeed, just a tin can.” Randolph laughed at the foolish judgment.
Kakiing. Randolph’s arms moved at an eerie rate and chopped out.
This was a skill which couldn’t be used if the Black Knight had
continued the defense from a while ago. Randolph took advantage of the
mistake that Isaac, not the Black Knight, had committed. The perfect
defense was disrupted, creating a fatal gap.
Any swordsman would accept that gap pleasantly.
It was the name of the pair of swords Randolph had obtained from the
elder lich’s dungeon, which had originally belonged to his ancestor,
Adolf of the Clovis family. Randolph now reproduced the technique which
had been lost in the void for two centuries.
He used Thunder Stroke, in other words, triple lightning strikes. The
first one was a straight thrust.
Randolph’s left sword turned into a lightning strike. It was aimed at
the fatal points like the brain and heart, even if the fatal points were
blurred for a death knight.
The Black Knight responded by reflexively lowering the greatsword, but he
was a beat too late. The falchion had arrived before the claymore and
The second strike was a diagonal split.
Since ancient times, the most powerful technique had been a diagonal
slash. The drawback was that it was a simple trajectory, and there was a
big gap after it was completed. So, it was hard to use unless you were
sure that you could hit the target.
The blue lightning strikes aimed in succession at the Black Knight’s
Even so, the Black Knight blocked the strikes. The greatsword in his
right hand blocked the left sword, while his left hand blocked the sword
aiming at his neck.
Of course, the price of doing that was disastrous. The death knight’s
index finger was cut off, and Randolph’s blade went right into the
death knight’s wrist, tearing it from the forearm. After shattering the
arm with aura, the falchion smashed against the Black Knight’s elbow.
Randolph grinned at the horrific defense and said, “There is still one
It was a possible technique for a dual wield swordsman. Blocking the
enemy’s weapon with one sword while striking at the weak point with the
other… A third attack didn’t exist in normal swordsmanship.
The third strike was a horizontal slash.
With rapid acceleration from a stopped state, the left sword, which had
stopped after finishing its role of blocking the greatsword, suddenly
moved. The big sword, which had been thrown far out, had yet to return.
This meant there was no way for the Black Knight, who lost his right arm,
to stop the incoming attack.
Indeed, without any resistance, Randolph’s aura blades bit into the
defenseless sides of the Black Knight, cutting from both ends!
Randolph’s blow, which couldn’t be blocked or avoided, eventually
split the body of the Black Knight into two pieces.