The Book Eating Magician - chapter-158
As he spoke, the aura around Baek Jongmyung burned even further. However,
Theodore didn’t move.
Unlike his opponent who was only accepting it now, Theodore had
anticipated this situation from the beginning. Catching Baek
Jongmyung’s feet with Magic Bullet… and launching a surprise attack
using Memorize… Theodore had done these things, but he had never
thought they would work.
‘Surprise attacks don’t mean much to a sword master.’
It was true that he had sparred many times with Randolph, but a sword
master was literally a grim reaper.
Their response speed was different that of from normal aura users. Just
like how one’s body would shrink back when it touched something hot or
cold, a sword master’s aura had already reached the area of spinal
reflexes. They could prevent ambushes even while in a deep sleep, and a
lightning strike would be prevented with minimal damage.
A sword master’s aura was for offense and defense.
Setting aside their Aura Ability, their combat power with pure aura was
extremely threatening. High attack power and defense, excellent mobility,
and overwhelming endurance… there were no weaknesses.
At that moment, Baek Jongmyung’s blade moved like a wave. Seeing it,
Theodore muttered unconsciously, “…Soft sword?”
“Oh, so you know it. I heard that it isn’t often used in the west, so
you have great knowledge,” Baek Jongmyung replied with an admiring
However, Theodore would’ve thought it was just a strange swordsmanship
if it wasn’t for Lee Yoonsung’s memories. With a strong and resilient
metal, the sword was capable of creating trajectories with a unique
flexibility. A master could use it to deal fatal blows from any angle.
Regrettably, Lee Yoonsung had no experience fighting against it.
“Then let’s get started,” Baek Jongmyung spoke as he rushed forward
The sword in his right hand moved like a whip several times, with the
sword’s acceleration creating afterimages. Theodore had only
experienced Randolph’s straightforward sophistication, but this was
Pit! Blood splattered out.
Even with the help of his sensory perception, Theodore got injured. Baek
Jongmyung had swung from a distance which the sword couldn’t reach
Theodore, but a line of blood was still drawn on Theodore’s cheek.
Once a whip struck, it would become as hard as a mace. Similarly, the
power of the curved sword was launched at Theodore’s face!
‘Indeed, this technique…!’ Theodore stopped breathing while
inwardly admiring it.
At a close distance, it was faster and more powerful than Magic Bullet.
The snake-like orbit was difficult to read, and it wasn’t a technique
he could cope with, even with his senses. Above all, it wasn’t a
technique which ended with one or two hits. Instead, the attacks poured
out like rain.
No, it was like a snake with hundreds of heads.
The protective magic he used as a shield was pierced like it was a piece
of cloth. Defense magic which shielded his whole body wasn’t good
against a single-point attack. However, if he reduced the defense area, a
mistake of a few millimeters would lead to a fatal injury.
‘I can’t block it. I should avoid it.’ Theodore was out of breath
as he activated, ‘Battle Song. Sonata of Speed. Vivace.’
Battle Song strengthened his overall physical abilities while the others
enhanced his mobility. His speed had temporarily increased by 50%, so he
was determined to find a breakthrough. Unsurprisingly, the light in
Theodore’s eyes soon started to see some of the orbit.
‘…This much is enough!’ Simultaneously, Theodore took a step
“Hmm?” The advance was surprising, and Baek Jongmyung looked at
Theodore with a confused expression.
The magician’s robes were filled with holes, and blood flowed from his
wounds. So, why was he advancing? It was an action beyond bold
recklessness. However, unlike his thoughts, Baek Jongmyung didn’t slow
down his momentum. He had already paid a price once for carelessness. He
wouldn’t be taken by the same thing twice.
The storm of swords swallowed Theodore.
The gravel was scraped away, and a few weeds scattered like dust.
Even a knight with full plate armor would be torn to rags by the
whirlwind, let alone Theodore who was wearing robes. It was a terrible
sight which caused the spectators to not want to see the results.
However, the two sword masters didn’t panic. Randolph was familiar with
Theodore’s skills. Meanwhile, Baek Jongmyung cried out unknowingly,
It was an evasion that even the attacker admired! Theodore and the swords
had danced gloriously at a speed which couldn’t be followed by ordinary
human eyesight. He had avoided the attack, but it wasn’t simply because
he was fast. It was because he had used Lee Yoonsung’s foot movements.
Theodore danced between the vortex of blades.
Shortly after that, Theodore’s turn finally came.
‘An eye exists in any storm.’
Unlike the violent outskirts, the center of the turbulent force was calm.
Of course, swordsmanship and a natural phenomenon couldn’t be seen in
the same context, but there were similar aspects. It was necessary to
maintain the torque at certain intervals in order to generate the
acceleration. This meant the power of the torque wouldn’t be exerted if
Theodore approached close to Baek Jongmyung.
It was certainly true in theory, but who would want to try it against a
A person insane enough to do so was right here.
‘Memorize. All Slots Open. Triple Blaze Burst. Triple Fire Strike.
Spell Fusion: Strike Flare.’
At that moment, Theodore’s fist became hot enough to melt iron.
There was a massive explosion. The fire spread quickly as Theodore
flashed over to the other side. Baek Jongmyung’s clothing was almost
destroyed, and despite defending with aura, there were shallow burns on
Without paying any attention to the pain from his wounds, Baek Jongmyung
spoke, “…Truly amazing skills, Sir Ted.”
In this limited battlefield of a vacant lot, a magician could go against
a sword master…? It was a situation where his Aura Ability was sealed,
but that wasn’t an excuse. If they competed with equal abilities, he
might’ve become a chunk of charcoal sooner. Additionally, the opponent
who had driven him to this state was in the early-20s, mid-20s at most.
Baek Jongmyung spoke to Theodore who emerged from the fire, “More than
anything else, that footwork is from a famous martial arts family. If you
don’t mind, can you tell me where you learned it?”
Theodore thought for a moment before answering, “I happened to run into
a kinsmen of the Lee Family and was taught, but he is deceased now.”
“Lee Family… that isn’t a family from Western Xia.”
Baek Jongmyung wanted to converse this more on this subject, but Theodore
refused to open his mouth. Although Baek Jongmyung was sad for a moment,
he quickly found what Theodore was lacking.
“Sir Ted is comfortable with the martial arts taught to you, but you
haven’t yet mastered it.”
“Yes, it is still immature.”
“Huh, that isn’t the right word. There are many juniors in my
hometown, but I’ve never seen someone like Ted. I once again realized
that the world is really wide.”
Baek Jongmyung squeezed the sword in his hand and released his stance
like he thought it was over.
However, Theodore wasn’t satisfied yet. He was in front of a strong man
who could refine his nerves to the limit, giving Theodore a stimulus
which wasn’t possible while sparring with Randolph. This experience
with a master was worth more than 1,000 gold.
So, Theodore made a reasonable compromise. “As Master Baek said, I
haven’t mastered this technique yet. But I do have one skill I
haven’t tried before.”
“…Uhh, that is regrettable.” As expected from a warrior, Baek
Jongmyung knew the meaning of Theodore’s words and placed strength into
the hand holding his sword again. It was a request to renew the fight.
Baek Jongmyung wouldn’t decline. No, in fact, he wanted to see more of
As expected, Baek Jongmyung nodded readily.
“Then shall we end this by competing with one last skill?”
“It is a good idea.”
The two men exchanged a promise and retreated at a reasonable interval.
‘Good, this is enough.’
It was still unusable in practice, but it was possible in a situation
like this. As it was mentioned several times, a magician was strongest
when they had secured a safe distance and time. If this were a normal
battle against a warrior, for a magician, the probability of winning
would be less than half.
However, what if the magician was Theodore Miller? The odds of the
opponent winning would fall to half, or less than half.
Theodore did one last check and closed his eyes silently. It was a
technique that couldn’t be used without concentrating.
‘Answer, door to Muspelheim.’
There was no need to open his mouth as the red tattoo on his left hand
started to move under his glove. A dimension of fire where the density of
mana was different from the normal world opened up, and the flames of
Muspelheim filled his entire left arm.
Then he moved his consciousness from his left hand to another place.
‘…This is still a little tough.’
The Blood Mark of Aquilo, the dragon who used to rule the Pirate
Archipelago, wriggled in response.
It was a beautifully moist and cool aura. The dense energy which came
from the dragon was so enormous it was like something sticky was stuck to
Theodore’s skin. His concentration was shaken by this feeling, and
Theodore grumbled before continuing to focus.
His left hand contained Muspelheim’s flames, while his right hand
contained Aquilo’s cold mana from the dragon blood. The yin energy and
yang energies, two contrasting energies, formed in his hands.
Aquilo’s cool mana and Muspelheim’s flames struggled against each
other. Even Theodore, who constantly trained his mind, couldn’t hold it
for long. In this state, even opening his mouth was grueling.
As Theodore barely managed to speak, Baek Jongmyung raised his aura.
Baek Jongmyung sensed that this power was unusual. The hairs on his body
rose whenever he felt a threat to this life. He was being warned by his
decades of training that this skill couldn’t be stopped entirely with
“Huhaha! My blood is boiling for the first time in a long time!”
The jubilation of a warrior… The power coming from Theo was enough to
threaten Baek Jongmyung. As Baek Jongmyung’s mouth formed a smile, both
of Theodore’s hands moved forward.
‘Focus, focus, focus, focus, focusssss-…’
Blood flowed from Theodore’s nose while his hands moved in a
semicircle. A year had passed after defeating Superbia, and during that
time, he had developed this method of protecting his life. This time,
instead of draining away, the power was pulled inward.
The red and blue mana tangled together, creating an attack which could
never have been seen before.
A flash burst out.
* * *
There was an earthquake, and the spectators standing in the distance
stumbled. The two children, whom Baek Jongmyung had brought, were able to
straighten their bodies, but Elsid and Marquis Piris could only regain
their balance after holding onto a nearby tree.
“W-What the hell is this…!”
With confused eyes, Elsid looked at the vacant lot covered in dust.
Despite having retreated to a considerable distance as so not to get
caught by the collision, the shock wave had spread out a few hundred
meters and made them dizzy. He was inexperienced with masters and had
never seen their skills directly.
Their bodies shivered from the struggle. Five pairs of eyes filled with
contradictory feelings of surprise, fear, admiration, and interest as
they looked at where the duo had collided. Was it perhaps in response to
their gazes…? The dust was washed away by the wind, revealing the scene
“Oh, the winner…”
As the five people watched, the two opponents faced each other with
conflicting expressions. Theodore’s exhausted body was barely standing,
while Baek Jongmyung’s sword was at Theodore’s neck.
It was a scene where the winner and loser were clearly revealed.
The swordsman Baek Jongmyung, who had beat Theodore in the last attack,
gave a long sigh and lowered his sword.
Then he declared, “This game, I have lost it.”