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Chapter 726
Yuder turned his head to gaze upon Kishiar.
"Given the uncertainty of the problems this crack may cause, wouldn't it be best to deal with them as quickly as possible? I shall go and see to it."
"Will you go in person?"
Kishiar asked, tilting his head. Yuder, not quite grasping the intent behind his question, remained silent for a mont before responding.
"Yes. Naturally, I must go myself."
"We're not so hard-pressed that I need to send soone who's just returned from battle and is in disarray out again. Why not rest for a while, observe the situation, and leave the suppression to your comrades?"
"..."
Yuder's eyebrow twitched slightly.
'...Is this his way of punishing for failing to heed his warning to avoid injury?'
The situation was not disadvantageous for them, as Kishiar had pointed out. However, as long as those who had caused the crack remained standing, Yuder had no intention of standing by idly.
Though not in perfect condition, he didn't necessarily need rest. To sit and rely watch was unthinkable, especially given the situation reminiscent of a disaster from a previous life.
"I cannot predict what those Southern rchants might do next. They dared to target you, Commander, and seem to be linked to that crack above. Those two reasons alone make it imperative for not to back down. If there are no other reasons, I implore you to reconsider."
Yuder emphasized the phrase "other reasons." It was a subtle protest against receiving such a punishnt, especially having heard about the terrible events in the previous ga and now facing this strange crack.
Yet, the response he received was unexpected.
"Is that why you're worried?"
"Excuse ?"
It was a voice so low and quiet, only Yuder could hear.
Kishiar's unsmiling eyes quietly watched Yuder's face, as if trying to see through sothing hidden.
Caught off guard, Yuder opened his mouth but then hesitated. After a mont, Kishiar let out a small sigh, his face relaxing into a reluctant smile. Soon, it shifted back to his usual, carefree, and shaless expression.
"It was a joke. Of course, having my capable and beautiful assistant take charge is the best and highest course of action. I suggested a rest out of concern, but if that is your wish... Are you sure you're okay?"
One of the successful candidates looked incredulous, wondering if this was indeed sothing Duke Peletta had just said to his assistant. The others around, including other successful candidates and imperial soldiers, shared the sa expression.
However, the Cavalry mbers took it all in stride, accustod to Kishiar's manner of speaking.
Yuder, montarily caught up in the smile he had just seen, barely registered Kishiar's added nonsensical description.
'What was that?'
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his irregular heartbeat, and nodded firmly.
"I'm fine... Please entrust it to ."
It was natural for him to worry, as Yuder would have felt the sa had Kishiar tried to intervene. It wasn't strange that he montarily showed his concern.
Yuder bowed his head before Kishiar, placing a hand over his chest in the Cavalry's salute. Kishiar, returning to his usual brazen and relaxed deanor, looked towards the distant enemies and spoke.
"Those called upon now shall follow Yuder Aile to the forefront."
"Yes!"
The waiting Cavalry mbers responded vigorously. The nas Kishiar recited belonged to mbers possessing power with natural attributes, totaling five.
"Everyone is well aware of Yuder's abilities, I presu."
"Yes. We are aware!"
"From now on, you will be responsible for dealing with the key figures in this incident, aligning thoroughly with Yuder's movents. As it's a practice we often do in the Cavalry, I trust you will perform well in real combat."
Realizing what was expected of them, the mbers grinned and nodded affirmatively.
"Yes!"
"The rest, as ntioned earlier, will form a formation and start suppressing. Do not miss signals from colleagues already dispatched in the surrounding buildings. Always be vigilant and move accordingly. Rember, precise control and speed of abilities are paramount to minimize collateral damage."
"Understood!"
As Kishiar raised his hand, the Cavalry mbers moved in unison. Only the imperial army and successful candidates remained by Kishiar's side. However, no one was worried about the Commander left behind. The mbers' faces brimd with confidence, a testant to their belief in their skills and the Commander.
Yuder, without looking back at his following comrades, ran, stepping on the wind. Using the wind's power allowed for high jumps, but with lesser power, he could sprint at trendous speeds without touching the ground.
Direction control was challenging, and efficiency dropped with prolonged use, but in situations like now, where quick handling was crucial, this thod was most appropriate.
"Ah...!"
A Star of Nagran mber, thinking he had prepared quickly for the Cavalry's movent, was startled to find Yuder had reached him in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly swung his sword, but Yuder was no longer there. With a weightless grace, Yuder leaped high and struck the sword-wielding person's head with his scabbard.
"Ugh!"
'The target isn't who I aid for, but at least one is down.'
Yuder, without looking back at the one who had fallen unconscious, focused only on what lay ahead. The fallen would be collected by the following mbers of the Cavalry.
Jumping high again while sprinting on the wind, Yuder quickly discerned the positions of both enemies and allies.
Kishiar had strategically positioned mbers around the southern branch and in surrounding buildings. They replaced civilians for building protection and, from elevated or concealed positions, supported their allies with their abilities.
mbers creating barriers in every corner to prevent escape, casting blinding lights to signal enemy directions, and spreading strengthening winds, all contributed to the allies facing the enemy directly, enabling them to exert their powers far more comfortably than usual.
The Cavalry's form, a fluid encirclent of the enemy, was a product of grueling collective training. Seeing this perfect synergy in action filled Yuder, who had taught them, with imnse satisfaction.
In the midst of the tangled fray, Yuder precisely counted and located the robed figures. He longed to knock down the fools from the southern stronghold, but since they were wearing casual clothes, it was very difficult to distinguish them from those from the central stronghold.
‘There are four of them, all scattered. Did they think it’s enough if even one escapes?’
What was the use? Such tricks were aningless before Yuder.
While it was common to pursue and confront each adversary individually in such situations, Yuder Aile could, if he could see them all, choose to strike them down simultaneously.
Yuder, harnessing the wind beneath his feet, explosively propelled himself upward. Just before descending, he briefly slowed, reaching his hand toward the distant ground below. His golden eye shimred brighter as the earth beneath the four southern rchants suddenly caved in.
"…!"
They reacted quickly, as if expecting such a sudden turn, but Yuder was not alone. The Cavalry mbers following him each used their abilities to subdue the enemies, one by one.
The water manipulator flooded the ground, making it swampy to prevent escape, while the fire manipulator surrounded the area Yuder had affected with a ring of fire. Though none could manipulate earth, the air manipulator adjusted the airflow in the hole, making breathing impossible, achieving their goal with ease.
anwhile, Yuder, leisurely landing, easily shattered the blind attacks coming his way with a sword in its sheath, a gift from Kishiar, moving forward. The sturdy sheath, a weapon in itself, didn't necessitate drawing the sword.
Barehanded, with only his robust sword sheath, Yuder felt no need to exert more power. His combat sense, particularly adept in one-against-many battles, shone as always.
His relentless manner invigorated his allies and stunned his enemies.
"Madness... How can he be...!"
"Is he even human?"
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In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.
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"Why was soone like you born into this world to make so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"
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When his vision returned after everything went white, he was standing in the middle of a bustling town. Amidst the clamor, countless people were busily going about their business here and there.
He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the sa, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.
Is this... VT?
It seed like a joke. It truly felt as if he had co to another world and was touching everything.
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'Can I really walk?'
He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.
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He lifted it,
Moved it,
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So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.
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"..."
Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.
It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.
Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.
To be able to run so easily like this.
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"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I ant."
Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.
A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of as a friend?
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Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.
A shiver ran down his spine at that mont.
"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."
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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.
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