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The swords of the two clashed violently. They were so filled with hatred for each other that neither could retreat an inch.

Kaaaaang!

Of course, there was no way Harold could handle the power of Jiselle, who had opened up the third stage. The moment their blades met, Harold's sword was thrown backwards.

"what!"

I thought I knew by now that Jiselle was strong, but experiencing her power firsthand felt completely different.

Even though I drained all my life force, what a gap!

Before Harold could even straighten his stance, Giselle swung her sword again.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

Giselle's superiority was not limited to strength. The trajectory of her sword was so dazzling that Harold could not even see it.

It was an absurd level that I could never reach at this age.

Harold swallowed his shock and swung his sword. But no matter what he did, the sword would not reach Giselle. He was only too eager to block it.

'This guy's talent is at this level!'

Jiselle was a huge wall. The more I fought him, the more I felt his true worth. It felt like I was fighting a very experienced warrior.

Harold eventually lost his will to fight in the face of that overwhelming gap. And Giselle did not miss that brief moment of opportunity.

Chomp!

"Ugh!"

Harold barely managed to avoid the blow, but it cut his chest long. He gritted his teeth and took a few more steps back.

'That guy… … Is that guy really the Northern First Swordsman?'

The Duke's family considered Giselle to be on the same level as Jurgen, the Northern First Swordsman. However, even after receiving this information, Harold judged that he had been highly regarded for not only his military power but also his commanding ability and his ability to manage his territory.

But how can he show such strength even when he is so tired and wounded! How strong must he be to still be able to fight like this?

Even though he had seen it with his own eyes and experienced it firsthand, Harold could not believe it. The fact that Giselle was superior to him in every way only added to his sense of defeat.

"I can't admit it!"

Before Harold could even swing his sword in a savage manner, Giselle's sword flew straight at him.

Kwarrrrung!

He simply swung his sword, and it seemed as if space was torn apart and the sky was screaming. Harold had no confidence in stopping it.

The moment he saw the red eyes of the demon approaching him with his hair fluttering, Harold felt an overwhelming fear.

Paralyzed by fear, all he could do was instinctively raise one arm.

Kwajik!

"Kwaaah!"

Harold's left arm was cut off at the elbow. He screamed in pain, bleeding profusely.

Seeing that, Jiselle stabilized her core and lowered the opening stage by one level. Since she had already cut off the arm in one breath, there was no need to forcefully maintain stage 3 any longer.

"Don't think about dying nicely, Harold."

"Keuhuu …

Harold could only groan, holding onto his severed arm.

Now, the dignity of a high lord was no longer visible in him. His always neat appearance was disheveled and bloody saliva flowed from his mouth.

No matter how much he learned the mana training method and swordsmanship of a prestigious family, Harold was not originally interested in swordsmanship. Rather, he devoted more time to managing his territory and politics.

Thanks to his natural talent and his privileged environment, he was able to rise to the level of a high-ranking knight, but that was all.

Even if he burned his life force, it was not enough to deal with Jiselle who had released the third stage of power.

"Khuhhhhhhhh… … ."

At some point, the groans turned into self-deprecating laughter.

"How… how could you have such knowledge and power at that age… … ."

How did the guy who was called the Northern Scoundrel become such a monster?

How on earth did he miss this information?

Everything was questionable and everything was regret.

"Kuuuuuu… … Even though I burned my life force, are you saying that it won't reach you to that extent?"

Vitality is the basis of strength that ages even if used even a little and never recovers. That is why it should not be used unless it is a serious emergency or a life-or-death crisis. Even if it is used, it should be used only for a short time and stopped.

Harold was prepared to give up his life and kill Giselle, destroying even the core. However, even with his overwhelming power, he was unable to touch even one of Giselle's trucks.

despair.

A great despair overcame him, as he was unable to kill his opponent despite having given up everything he had.

I lost everything, and I was destined to die without even being able to repay that grudge.

"Kukukukuk… … ."

He couldn't bear it. The humiliation, shame, and shattered self-esteem continued to torment him.

Harold, who had shrugged his shoulders several times, raised his head and looked at Giselle. His eyes were dark and sunken.

Jiselle looked at Harold and said.

"I dreamed every day of killing you and the Duke of Delphine. Today, one of my dreams came true."

"Kuuuuu… … I thought you were just dreaming."

Harold continued in a broken voice.

"Yeah, if I'm going to lose everything anyway… … I guess I can use that… … ."

"what?"

"Giselle… … You have never seen such power. It is a pity that I cannot feel my own will in killing you… … but it is better than dying defeated by you. Look carefully. The final power I have hidden away."

Gggggggg… … .

Suddenly, Harold's body began to swell more than usual. His muscles grew massively and his tendons bulged as if they were about to burst.

The storm of mana spread out powerfully. Blood burst out from various parts of Harold's body as he could not withstand the force.

Jiselle wiggled her eyebrows at the sight.

'This is… … .'

"Kuaaaah!"

The light of reason disappeared from Harold's eyes. He became a blood-sucking monster.

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Kuuuuung!

All the mana Harold had accumulated throughout his life burst out of his body, burning with his vitality.

It was similar to the mana training method used by the knights of Giselle and Fenris. The difference was that the person using it lost his mind.

"Kuaaaah!"

Harold let out a roar once more and swung his sword, causing a tremendous gale to rage.

Kwaaang!

The force was enough to push even Giselle back for a moment.

'Look at this?'

As Harold approached again, Giselle responded with a cool smile.

Boom!

The battle that followed was different from before. Rather, Harold began to overwhelm Giselle.

Harold, whose strength and speed had increased dramatically, moved without caring if he was injured.

It was a truly mad beast.

Kaang!

Jiselle grumbled as she blocked Harold's sword.

"Have you given up on dying as a human, Harold?"

"Kuaaaah!"

Harold just screamed without giving a proper answer.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

Even as she fought him, Giselle felt a strange sense of discomfort.

'I've seen this power before.'

I know Harold's mana training method well, having captured and obtained Desmond in my previous life. That training method never had this kind of effect.

Even if you are prepared to die, you cannot exert this much force. The mana training method of a prestigious family never uses such a method.

But now Harold seemed to be unleashing his original power several times over.

Just like Giselle herself.

'It's similar to that time.'

Even in past lives, there were some who exploded with life force like this, drawing out strength beyond their own limits.

At that time, my own martial arts skills were so high that I didn't care whether my opponent exploded with life force or not. It wasn't like such mana cultivation methods were completely absent from the continent.

However, it was strange that Harold, the noblest of nobles, was using this kind of mana training method. He may have learned this by being killed with a single sword cut in his previous life.

'It's like… … .'

It's strangely similar to the nonsensical mana training method Vanessa learned in her previous life. She learned it and went crazy.

Come to think of it, some of the guys who attacked me were like that too.

'Go crazy… or turn into a monster. Could it be that everyone was learning a similar mana cultivation method to this guy?'

Since each fighter used mana in a slightly different way, I just thought they fought by exploding their potential. Since I also used a mana training method with a similar nature, I never thought about it seriously.

It wasn't a problem that needed to be worried about, since they were all easily killed as soon as they attacked.

But it was doubtful that even a high-ranking noble like Harold could wield such power.

Jiselle thought back to the guys she had fought in her past life. Those who exploded with power like Harold had one characteristic.

'If you use this power, you will definitely die.'

Those who have mastered the improved Mana training method can increase the time limit if they practice consistently. Even if you explode with power, there is no problem if you stop at the right time.

However, those who were enemies in their past lives were never able to stop using this power. The power would literally run wild until they died.

A lump of side effects that pursue only extreme power and discard stability in one's own mana cultivation method.

The guys that Giselle had seen in her past life were similar to the Harold she has now.

"Kuaaaah!"

Harold was no longer human. He was a monster with only the instinct to kill everything in sight.

Booooooo!

Kwaaang!

Jiselle's body, which had been blocking Harold's powerfully swinging sword, was gradually pushed back.

The power grew stronger and stronger. The power emanating from the sword alone was enough to turn the ground upside down. It seemed as if Harold himself was unable to control his own power.

Jiselle gritted her teeth and smiled, then opened the third stage core again.

"Okay, let's see it through to the end."

Dddddddddd!

Kwaaang!

The swords, wrapped in the power of intense mana, collided. Unlike before, Giselle held on without being pushed back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time the two swords clashed, a wave of mana would burst out, striking the surrounding area and scattering fragments.

Desmond's remaining staff and guards, who had been standing a little way away, retreated further away.

If you get caught up in that storm of power, your body will be torn to pieces in an instant.

Boom!

Giselle kicked the ground as she deflected Harold's sword once again.

At that moment, he disappeared from his spot, then appeared behind Harold in an instant and swung his sword.

Choaaaak!

Boooow!

Harold immediately turned around and swung his sword. Giselle quickly ducked her head to dodge and stepped back.

'also....'

It's not about enduring the pain. There's not even a moment of hesitation or a slight muscle twitch. It's about a total loss of sensation, a body that doesn't respond.

The wounds there are also very shallow, because the entire body is covered with swollen mana.

Kwaaang!

As Giselle dodged Harold's attack that followed, only the innocent ground was destroyed. Giselle immediately stomped hard on the ground with one foot.

Boom!

Harold's body shook from the shockwave and he lost his balance for a moment. Giselle took advantage of the gap and swung her sword again.

Chomp!

Even though the neck was cut, only a few lines were left on the outer skin. Even though the core was opened to the third stage, it was still able to withstand that force, showing incredible defensive power.

"Kuaaaah!"

Boohoo!

Harold swung his sword again, and this time, Giselle easily dodged it.

Although his strength had grown stronger than before, Harold's swordsmanship had actually regressed. He had lost his sense of reason and was merely swinging his sword instinctively.

'Something's a little different.'

There were guys like this in my past life too, but their level varied.

There certainly were people who were crazy but still displayed their full abilities. Vanessa was crazy, but she was still able to cast the magic of the 7th circle.

There were some people whose bodies turned into monsters but whose minds were intact.

Compared to them, Harold seemed a little lacking.

"Kuaaaah!"

When his attacks failed, Harold let out a roar of rage. His reasoning skills had truly deteriorated to the level of an animal.

"Phew… … ."

There is no end to fighting like this. Jiselle's eyes became heavy.

I was going to meet guys like this in the future anyway. There was no need to think about it or fret about it now.

Knock knock.

Because even his own body was now beyond its limits and was being destroyed.

Gooooooo!

Jiselle circulated her mana even faster. Her core heated up rapidly. Every nerve sounded a warning that she was in danger.

Kwaaaaang!

Jiselle did not dodge Harold's attacks but faced them head on.

Ugh.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and swung his sword ceaselessly. It may seem reckless at first, but he had no intention of missing an opportunity just because it was dangerous.

There are still many enemies. There are enemies even more powerful than Harold waiting for you.

When you meet an opponent you can give your all to like you do now, you have to grow even more.

Thud!

'Just a little more.'

There is a limit to how much your body can grow if you only practice normally. There is nothing more effective for growth than life-threatening practice.

Dduk dduk!

The bones and flesh had long been twisted and torn. If I continue to fight, it would not be training, but rather a path to ruining my body.

but....

Dduk dduk!

A new ability gained by eating Blood Python's poison.

He tried to recover his body by squeezing out the remaining mana. At such times, he could overcome the limitations of his body.

Cheeeeeeek!

The blood that soaked her entire body suddenly turned into red smoke and enveloped Giselle.

'more!'

Kwaaaaang!

At some point, Harold began to feel overwhelmed by Giselle's power.

Jiselle swung her sword mercilessly, her red eyes emitting streams of light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Kuaaaah!"

Harold let out a roar. Each time their swords clashed, a tremendous shock struck through his body.

His eyes were filled with confusion as he turned into a monster and lost his wits.

Kwaaang!

Harold was unable to withstand the sudden strong force and dropped his sword.

Jiselle continued to cut into Harold's body without stopping.

Boom!

He tightened his grip on the sword again, his cold grip tightening. His body was so strong that it wouldn't cut him properly. It felt like he was being hit with a blunt weapon.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Kuaaaah!"

Harold tried to resist by swinging his free hand wildly, but Giselle continued to strike him, swinging her sword like a blunt weapon at incredible speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The powerful mana that Jiselle unleashed relentlessly shocked Harold's body. At some point, Harold was unable to attack properly and was only pushed back.

The fierce wave of mana turned Harold's body upside down like a storm. It collided with Harold's exploding mana, creating an even greater impact.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Harold was beaten so hard that it was refreshing to watch. Every time his body shook, the mana that had surrounded him began to disperse and disappear.

Knock knock.

Even Giselle's bones were twisted and cracked, and even began to break. But he endured the pain with superhuman patience and spoke.

"It's the end."

thud!

Giselle stomped hard on the ground and struck Harold's head hard with her sword as if she were swinging a club.

Kwaaaaang!

Suddenly, Harold, who had been shocked to the point of shaking his bones, heard a human voice, not a monster's roar, from his mouth.

"What… … is this… … ."

Reason was returning to his eyes.