Chapter 123
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Volume 3 + Chapter 123: Out of Control
Inside Laurel Institute at night.
Biden wasn’t asleep.
He was poring over ancient magical tomes, studying the arcane secrets within age-old incantations.
“Gild the lily, add feet to the serpent, honeyed words, rare treasures…”
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!
An urgent alarm suddenly blared, startling him so badly he fell off his chair.
Thankfully no one was around to witness this embarrassing moment.
“What’s going on in the middle of the night?!”
Biden scrambled up, grumbling as he looked toward the alarm’s source.
This was an emergency alert—something had happened in Laurel City.
He hastily threw on his magic robe and rushed out, where security personnel were already frantically gathering.
“Teacher Biden! Something terrible has happened!”
“What is it?” Biden demanded. “Has Laurel City encountered danger again? Like last time with the mutated monsters? Why are you standing around? Evacuate the civilians!”
“N-no… it’s even worse than that…!”
“Worse?!”
“Yes, Teacher Biden! Streets in Laurel City have been forcibly sealed off!”
Biden frowned. “Who dares do this? Laurel Institute never authorized such an order!”
“By Rhine Kingdom swordsmens! Most likely under the Sword Saint’s command—this is his doing!”
“The Human Sword Saint…? Why would he do this?” Biden was baffled.
“The Sword Saint has surrounded one of our teachers and is engaged in combat! He’s even trying to forcibly take away one of our students without permission! The entire street is blockaded by Rhine Kingdoms swordsmens—we can’t get close. They’re using force to drive away anyone who approaches…”
“This is outrageous! They’re treating us with utter contempt! Even the Human Sword Saint can’t act this recklessly!”
Biden’s mustache quivered with rage as he summoned his staff.
“Gather all security personnel immediately! Drive those bastards out!! No one takes our students while I’m around—this student is under my protection!”
“Yes, Teacher Biden!”
……
Outside the Schubert family’s leased manor in Laurel City.
CLANG!!
The crowd gaped at the unbelievable scene.
The first clash between Sword Saint and his student.
After their blades met, the Sword Saint was forced back a step by the shockwave, while Hill stood firm.
Even those ignorant of swordsmanship could see Hill held the advantage.
But before anyone could react, Hill twisted her blade and pressed the attack.
CLANG CLANG CLANG!
Sword flashes erupted like stormy waves, unleashing an overwhelming assault that drove the Sword Saint back.
Though he blocked with his own blade, he kept retreating under the onslaught.
The final strike landed squarely on his armor, sending him stumbling several meters away.
“How…? The Sword Saint is losing?”
“Am I dreaming?”
“Is the Sword Saint holding back?”
The Sword Saint knew the truth all too well—if anything, he was struggling just to defend against Hill’s techniques.
Natural talent created insurmountable gaps between people.
In the past, this gap had suffocated him with despair. No matter how hard he trained, he could never reach the heights geniuses scaled effortlessly.
Hill was that rare genius—even a candidate for Holy Sword Wielder.
The old him could never have faced her in battle.
But he wasn’t that man anymore.
After surviving Rhine Alchemy’s experiments, he gained superhuman abilities.
Through the Rhine cabinet, he obtained this armor and the holy sword Balmung, becoming the Human Sword Saint.
His current power surpassed human limits.
Technique existed to bridge power gaps.
But when power reached overwhelming levels, technique became meaningless!
Even a Holy Sword candidate couldn’t rival his enhanced strength!
“Impressive. Truly impressive, Hill. Your growth fills your teacher with pride.”
The Sword Saint’s artificially enhanced heart pumped at incredible speeds, circulating upper-species energy through his body.
“But challenging me is still beyond you.”
“You…?”
Hill frowned.
The Sword Saint had subtly changed.
She could sense his power surging dramatically—an entirely different level from before, exuding palpable pressure.
Even bystanders fell silent, sweating nervously as they instinctively retreated.
Like herbivores recognizing the king of beasts.
“Let me show you true… POWER!”
The Sword Saint raised his blade and unleashed a devastating slash.
Both speed and force had increased astonishingly.
Hill tracked the attack and raised her sword to meet it.
SWISH!
Their blades collided again.
But this time, Hill wasn’t the one gaining ground.
“You exceeded my expectations, Hill. No wonder you qualified as a Holy Sword candidate,” the Sword Saint remarked.
“……”
“Yet you merely have the qualification—while I am the true Holy Sword Wielder.”
He pressed the assault.
Hill clearly felt the pressure. She couldn’t comprehend what was happening—how he’d suddenly gained such cheat-like power.
But she refused to yield.
Their battle grew fiercer, with the Sword Saint gradually seizing control of the tempo.
Amid the flurry of sword flashes, she could only grit her teeth and defend, searching for openings.
Then—something unexpected happened.
“Urk…?!”
The Sword Saint suddenly froze. His sword clattered to the ground as his head slumped forward, strange noises escaping his helmet.
“Huff… ngh… ugh…”
“What’s wrong?”
Hill was perplexed.
This abrupt weapon drop was tantamount to surrender.
One moment they’d been locked in fierce combat—the next he discarded his blade?
“ROOOOAAAAARRRR!!”
The Sword Saint’s head snapped up as he howled like a malfunctioning machine. Then—before everyone’s horrified eyes—he committed an unspeakable act.
