“…!”


  The moment he saw Ilya Lindsay's Aura Sword, Irene Pareira who was already surprised couldn’t help but be more shocked.

  The status of Sword Master, the dream of every swordsman?

  There was nothing like that, and he had already met Sword Masters several times, this wasn’t a big deal to him.

  What surprised him was the series of steps which Ilya used when implementing the Aura Sword… it was something he was familiar with.

  ‘When I use the slash of the man in my dreams… that is how I felt!’


  To be precise, it is similar to just before he used the slash.

  A state in which the Aura was brought out from the body and put into the blade of the sword.

  In that state, after a few more steps, a brilliant silver light appeared; unfortunately, Irene couldn’t grasp it right.

  The speed at which Ilya drew out the Aura was too fast, but it was also because of his lack of knowledge and experience with Aura.

  ‘The steel will isn’t out of control.’


  Kuvar gulped again. And he looked inside Irene a bit more.

  No, it wasn’t even necessary.

  A huge fire that could be felt by a glance was seen.

  As a result, the energy of the man who was reborn as a perfect ‘sword’ was obeying Irene’s will as if it had no intention of moving away from Irene’s hand.