Chapter 109 Opening Act (7) (1/2)

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Blood poured out of Shanon’s mouth.

No matter how skilled you were, you were still going to die if your neck was ripped apart.

And everyone was scared of death.

However.

‘He’s…laughing?’

His lips were quivering because he had lost all his strength, but he was definitely smiling at Yeon-woo.

“I’m glad….my subordinates…can live…!”

Relief flooded his eyes.

Yeon-woo felt a heaviness when looking at Shanon and couldn’t help but ask.

“Are you not afraid of dying?”

“Of course…not. I did everything I….could to stay…alive.”

“Then why?”

“Suddenly…I became embarrassed…while I was watching the…Martial King…I’m…still….a leader after all.”

Yeon-woo’s eyes widened, he realized why he was feeling so heavy.

Shanon didn’t know how much longer he would live, but he still wanted to take care of his subordinates. From the beginning, he didn’t care about his life.

No, rather, he used to care, but he still changed his mind to save his subordinates.

Now, he might’ve been embarrassed of his past self for doing anything to survive.

It was so different from his brother’s situation, who was killed by his friends who would stop at nothing for their own lives. If only there was someone like Shanon back in Jeong-woo’s life.

Shanon made a satisfied expression and he fell to his knees. Blood created1 a lake around him.

Yeon-woo looked at himself in the blood and stepped back.

Suddenly, he felt tired. But worse than that, a pain spread all over his body. His overloaded Cores and empty Magic Circuit caused him the pain.

The pain was this intense because it was passed down from the Draconic species Magic Circuit.

“Oraboni.”

Edora ran over and supported him. She let out the breath she’d been holding while watching him fight all those battles.

Phante followed thinking, ‘A monster has become an even bigger monster.’

Beating a semi ranker was that meaningful.

Also, Phante knew. That Yeon-woo hid his most important card.

The black sword from Section G he had seen back in the tutorial, and all the other artifacts that he had earned weren’t used.

But he still managed to beat a semi ranker.

“You’ve worked hard. It was fun to watch. Seems like you can fight better than you look.”

Yeon-woo caught the bottle the Martial King threw at him and drank from it.

The pain gradually disappeared and his magic power slowly regenerated. It was a potion.

Yeon-woo had a lot of questions to ask once he was feeling better.

“What are focal points?”

Yeon-woo had definitely stabbed the flaws, but they had disappeared, and appeared somewhere else.

Because of that, he had suffered because he had no way to know what was real or not.

“A fake.”

“No, it was a lot different than faking a motion.”

“No. It’s of the same notion. The only difference is whether it’s a possibility or reality,”

“…..?”

The Martial King thought of how he should explain.

“It’s nice to explain this way. When this guy’s sword almost touched you, the sword had many ‘possibilities.’ Whether it be used for offense or defense. And of those, it could lead to a greater amount of possibilities. Right?”

Yoen-woo nodded his head.

“So when picking from those many possibilities, how do you pick? Do you have a standard?”

“Whatever suits the situation….”

“That’s right, suting the situation. But focal points add one or more possibilities to the mix.”

Yeon-woo could somewhat understand .

“….A trap.”

“You can see it like that. If you get trapped, you can cancel it and choose another possibility. Focal points are the power to choose possibilities.

“….Possibilities.”

Yeon-woo quietly mumbled.

It was similar to Foresight. But Foresight predicted the moves of the enemy using many different calculations, while focal points were a method to pick out of many possibilities the one that fit that situation.

“That’s….possible?”

“He did it, right?”

“…..”

“That was a joke. Actually, it’s not that easy. Everytime you swing your sword, you have to see the different possibilities. If you do it wrong, your brain might even get knotted up.”

The Martial King grinned.

“But if you can successfully do it, there’s no better fighting method than this. But it’s only for players who have trained their mana to the extreme. And focal points actually aren’t that perfect either. And once you’re at a certain level and your sixth sense improves, it gets easier to tell.”

That’s why Shanon had asked. Yeon-woo’s fighting skills were on the level of someone who should be able to discern between focal points, but he couldn’t.

However, with this Yeon-woo find two things he could improve on.

Focal point and sixth sense.

But both had to be attained through extreme training.

‘I guess the only thing I can do is training and more training.’