Reborn Soul Master: The Rogue's Counterattack

In the early morning when everyone has fallen asleep.

With a whoosh, Cardin carefully slipped out of the hotel.

"It looks like everyone is doing well." After the battle, he talked for a long time with Blanche and Alves.

They talked about a variety of topics, starting from how each other was doing to the stories of their classmates and seniors in the college.

If you accumulate over three years, one day is far from enough.

In the early morning, Blanche was the first to leave the hotel because she couldn't resist her sleepiness, and Alves also couldn't resist his sleepiness and fell asleep.

In this way, Cardan finally had some time alone, and he began to walk along the city wall with a satisfied expression.

"You can tell at a glance that everyone has grown a lot. I really want to know what it will be like in actual combat." Alves and Blanche are both different from three years ago.

Their appearance has changed, and their magical aura is purer and richer than three years ago. Although I haven't seen them actually fight, I can roughly imagine their strength.

"Cardan?" After walking for a while, a familiar voice came.

"Lord Gilbert?" The voice came from the city wall, and the owner of the voice was Gilbert, one of the guardians.

"Greetings to the great guardian of the kingdom, Guardian Gilbert..."

"Okay. No need to be so polite." Cardin was about to greet him respectfully, but Gilbert interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Ah, yes. Why did you come out without sleeping?"

"Just thinking about something for a while. Can I come up?" After Gilbert signaled, Cardin immediately climbed up the city wall via the stairs.

"Are you worried about something?" Cardin asked, and Gilbert thought about it for a moment before nodding slowly.

"I don't think we can give the enemy any more time."

"Is it because there are more powerful enemies?" Gilbert nodded and sighed at this question.

"The demons grow very fast. Even ordinary people, once they become demons, will become so powerful that ordinary soldiers cannot fight against them."

"From what I know, it takes at least three years for an ordinary person to become a demon due to the magic stone."

"How do you know this..."

"I heard it from the vampires."

"It's your little servant. Don't be fooled by his young appearance, he may be older than me. Haha." Gilbert chuckled, then nodded and continued.

"So, starting this year, I feel that the number of demons has increased dramatically." When the war started three years ago, the demons hiding in various parts of the kingdom revealed their true colors.

Despite great human sacrifice and death, many demons were killed during the three years of fighting.

However, for some reason, the number of demons did not seem to decrease.

On the contrary, with each war, the number of demons seemed to increase several times, which was contradictory.

"If this continues, we won't even be able to put up a proper fight and will lose the kingdom to the demons."

The number of powerful demons is increasing, while the number of human forces to stop the demons is decreasing.

Although the graduates and instructors of the Hero Academy have achieved certain successes in growth and fame, they also have their limitations.

They didn't have enough time to grow up to be able to fight against the highest level demons. Although three years have passed, they can only fight against high-level demons at best.

"This war must be ended before the power of the demons becomes immeasurable..."

"The problem is, there aren't many people who can fight against the highest level demons."

"Yes. The leaders of the kingdom's five great knight orders also have limitations when fighting against the highest-level demons." Cardin nodded in agreement.

Now, wasn't Chick, the leader of the Colinforth Knights, also easily defeated by Seriban, who became the highest-level demon?

"To fight against the highest level demons, you need at least 8 stars, close to 7 stars. There are not many people like that in our kingdom now."

The war must be ended before it is too late, Gilbert said, frowning.

"Yes."

"So." Gilbert paused for a moment, then stared closely at Cardin.

Cardin's eyes widened as he waited for the next words, without asking any questions.

"You. Have you ever considered accepting my training?"

"Ok?"

"I heard from Belid. You've hit a wall."

"Ah, yes."

"I thought I might be able to help, so I offered this. We need more people to get stronger, and I want to help."

Hearing Gilbert's proposal, Cardin looked at him blankly.

"I'm not asking you to become my formal disciple. I have never trained a necromancer." I just want to help him break through the bottleneck.

Gilbert said, smiling kindly.

"Your friends will also grow up quickly with my help. Well, they are magicians, so they grow even faster."

"I don't know how you can help." Cardin asked cautiously, and Gilbert's smile seemed a little serious.

"Can it be said to be a way to break through the bottleneck?"

A week after the defensive fighting on the Western Front.

"What are you doing?"

"Yeah. It's been a week..." The soldiers outside the city wall were mumbling and talking. They were not the only ones.

"Cardan, are you okay?"

"This is the first time I've seen Lord Gilbert pressuring us like this." Alvis and Blanche also looked outside the city wall with worried expressions.

“This is the first time I’ve seen this kind of training method.”

"Yeah. It looks like Cardin is being tortured." Chris and Belid, who were instructors at the Hero Academy, also looked at the situation outside the city wall with curiosity.

Boom! Boom! Explosions of all sizes occurred outside the city wall, and Cardin was trying to avoid the continuous explosions.

"Is it that difficult to simply train to block or dodge attacks?" Gilbert, the instigator of the explosions, crossed his arms leisurely and spoke to Cardin.

"call!"

Cardan didn't even have time to answer. Countless magic flew towards Cardan.

Thinking that he might actually lose his life, Cardin didn't even have time to think about whether he should answer, and could only move desperately.

"What kind of training is this?"

"How will it help?" He didn't even have time to think about these questions.

If you slacken your concentration for even a moment, you could be immediately surrounded by threatening magic.

"It seems that you have adapted to it. I will speed up."

Whoosh! Gilbert snapped his fingers, and the crystal ball on the other side of the city wall began to emit magic at an extremely fast speed.

"Avoid or block at all costs."

Boom! Boom! As the magic was fired quickly, Cardin had to move even more busily.

He used his bone shield to block attacks or jumped to dodge them.

"The Road of the Dead." When the situation was truly dire, he hid his body in the world of the dead and barely managed to save his life.

"Huh..." Cardin, who entered the world of the dead, fell to the ground exhausted.

"This training has been repeated for a week." There was no reason to refuse Gilbert's suggestion to help him break through the bottleneck.

This was actually a pleasing proposal. But starting from the second day after accepting the proposal, Cardin was pushed to the limit every day.

Gilbert seemed to have forgotten the word "mercy" and led the training, which would not end until Cardin's magic power was exhausted and he could no longer use necromancy.

Fortunately, on the other side of the wall that serves as the battlefield, there are countless soul entities.

Without them, Cardin might have collapsed in the hotel right now, unable to move his body.

"I'm about to die. But I decided not to use it during training..." Of course, when physical strength and magic power are exhausted, the soul entity is not absorbed every time.

He believed that the depletion and recovery of physical strength and magic power was itself a form of training, so he tried to stay away from spiritual entities.

Once every two or three days. Only when he really felt that he was about to die would he decide to absorb the soul entity to persist, and this determination still continued.

This is a promise made to himself, not to anyone else. Cardin, who had been defeated by the bottleneck of 8 stars for 3 years, would not easily break the promise.

"It's about time to go back. If you stay here, your physical strength will recover, but your magic power will be lost madly."

After his strength was restored to a certain extent, Cardan left the world of the dead and moved to the western defense line.

Whoosh! As soon as we returned to the real world, magic poured in from all directions.

Boom! Cardin hurriedly activated his magic power and built a bone wall.

"Teleport." He used the ring he was wearing to teleport to the back.

"It's much better than the first day. Although my physical strength has decreased, my reaction ability and ability to judge the situation have also improved." Gilbert smiled with satisfaction and snapped his fingers again.

Swoosh! Then, magic of level 6 and above begins to be fired from the crystal ball.

"Wait!" He can still try to block or dodge 5-star magic because he can block it with a bone wall or bone shield.

But it was different from the 6-star magic. Just like when shells started flying on the battlefield?

Even if you manage to dodge or block, you will still be hit by the impact. If you don't defend or dodge perfectly, the damage will pour down as a result of the accumulated magic.

No matter how much of a great wizard and guardian Gilbert was, how could he fire such threatening magic so constantly?

Cardin gritted his teeth and reached out towards the incoming magic.

Boom! He tried to use defensive magic and immediately started attacking from a distance, but.

"Ok?"

Whoosh! Flames suddenly ignited under his feet. Boom! There was a huge explosion as if he had stepped on a landmine.

Fortunately, he created a bone shield in time and used flash to dodge the body and save his life.

Whoosh! He expected the flash to move to a position, and a huge ice arrow shot towards Cardan. Cardan gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand again to try to use magic.

"Oh, that's bad." A thick bone wall should have formed, but nothing happened. I just felt that the magic core was completely empty.

Swoosh! At that moment, the sound of snapping fingers was heard again, and at the same time, the magic fired at Cardin disappeared instantly.

It's like nothing happened.

"That's all for today." Gilbert nodded with satisfaction and walked towards Cardin.

"You've worked hard today. Have a good rest and see you tomorrow."

"Um, Lord Gilbert." Cardin sat on the ground and asked Gilbert.

"How long will the training last?" He wouldn't say that he would continue this stupid training until he reached 8 stars, right?

Cardin waited for Gilbert's answer with expectant and worried eyes.

"Until when..." Gilbert paused before answering, then looked somewhere.

Gilbert slowly raised his hand and pointed his finger somewhere.

"In that distant city of Radames. This training will continue until you can reclaim it for yourself."

"Ok?"

"Of course, it has to be more than 8 stars. Of course, if you want to retake Radames yourself, it's not enough to just reach 8 stars..."