Seven Legendary Sword

Register

Zerlan wanted to know the location of Viarena Kingdom was like, this might be quite risky, but in order to dispel the curiosity in the heart everything had to be done.

2 days after walking from Amila's house, he finally arrived at a town. There people looked crowded with quite luxurious clothes.

"What will I do?" Zerlan tried to find a place where he could find a source of information.

“Come on, everyone! Everyone! Everyone!"

From a distance Zerlan saw people gathered around a man, without much thinking Zerlan immediately approached the crowd of people.

The skinny man with his booming voice made everyone notice him.

“Now that it has been opened for anyone who wants to take part in the competition in the royal coliseum, whoever wins the match will get 300 gold coins. Of course with that much money you can live without any more shortcomings, anyone who wants to join can just go to the town square to take part in the competition!”

Everyone became curious as to what kind of people who would participate in the battle , Zerlan pensively while holding his chin.

“Hmm… if I enter this competition will I win?”

The heat on Zerlan's back felt again, he began to glance back. “Huh… you seem want to join this competition don't you? Fine, I'll comply with your wish!"

When he arrived at the town square, many people were queuing up to register, from that queue he could wait until nightfall.

Zerlan felt it would be boring to wait, he turned his body.

"Ouch…."

Zerlan accidentally bumps into someone wearing a mask.

"Uh? Sorry I did not mean it!"

"It's alright!" The person left from there as if in a hurry.

Zerlan was a little surprised and curious about who this person was.

The person glanced back slightly with a sharp gaze, slowly eyes narrowed.

***

Zerlan decided to eat at a tavern not too far from the town square, after he thought that entering the competition might be risky. He might die if followed that sword wish.

“Huh… do I really have to take part in this competition? I don't want to be involved in it as much as possible, but this sword…” Cearuleus continued to give a warm feeling to Zerlan's back. “Seems like it's true that this sword wants to defeat everyone has great abilities!”

Dusk is almost over, the queue that was long is now no longer visible. Zerlan fell asleep on the table where he ate.

"Sir, Sir, Sir!"

Zerlan was surprised to hear the high frequency voice, when he raised his head there was already the owner of the tavern.

"What's wrong?" Zerlan asked who was still sleepy.

"Sir, we want to close!"

"Close?" Zerlan's eyes widened when he realized that it was almost dark around him. "Damn!" Without much further ado, Zerlan quickly ran towards the registration area.

"Today there are also many who signed up!"

"Yes!"

The two people who served as people who took care of the registration had almost closed the place.

"Wait!"

The two of them turned to the source of the sound, they found a young man with shabby clothes standing.

"What's the matter? Can't you see that the registration is past the time limit!" said the man a little harshly.

"I see, I don't think it's a chance for me to be able to show my sword skills in this competition!"

"Yeah, it's too late. You better go and register next time!”

Zerlan started turning his body and then walked away.

That man's partner looked at the hilt of the sword that was on Zerlan's back.

"Wait!"

"Huh?"

Zerlan looked back.

"What are you doing? We're done doing our job!”

“I saw that he was no ordinary person! What if he follows this wiill make Master Nirobi more pleased?”

The man was silent, surprised at his partner's words. "That is true!"

They then gave Zerlan a serious look.

“We'll let you register here! Fill all your data in this paper!”

Zerlan was given a piece of paper, he quickly filled in each of his data and then he returned the paper to the two people.

“Alright, two days from now you're back here! Get ready, here the participants have quite a terrible power!”

Zerlan's eyes narrowed, for some reason he wanted to hit the man's face.

"Why are you talking like that?"

“Yes, even though he looks strong, that doesn't mean we have to keep encouraging! I want to see that brat is still able to enter this competition or not!”

“That's right, he'd be terrified if he realized his opponent here has abilities that exceed what he had in mind!”

Zerlan's hands clenched in anger, it was quite annoying to hear that two men's words.

“Tch….”

From the top of the building she was watching Zerlan from a distance.

Zerlan did not have the money to rent an inn, he was forced to go into the forest to rest.

On that quiet night he continued to stare at the fire, everything that happened today passed quite quickly.

Krsk…

A strange sound was heard, Zerlan quickly put into a standby position. The voice was getting closer, in a few moments later several people appeared.

"Who are you all?"

“Finally I was able to find you!” From the darkness emerged a man walking slowly, his face revealing a grinning smile that spread a feeling of unease.

"This person…." Zerlan understood that man was no ordinary person.

“Looks like you've had enough fun with that sword!” Torento spread an aura of intimidation from his body.

Zerlan was a little tensed, but he knew that this might be good practice for a competitive battle.

Toreto pointed his sword at Zerlan while saying, “Attack!”

His men quickly approached Arzlan, they surrounded the young man with big smiles. One by one they began to advance and give slashes, Zerlan swiftly fought back.

The movements used by Zerlan are so agile even that killing 6 people in less than 5 minutes.

"What is this? So he had completely fused with that sword! Damn, I better have to do something so he won't be able to resist!” Torento performs super fast moves to attack Zerlan.

Zerlan turned with a face full of shock, Torento was now in front of him. The sword in the man's hand flew rapidly.

Things!!!

However, Zerlan managed to provide a counter flinching Torento at that.

“Idiot, don't you know that I am the greatest slasher of one the other aides?”

“Don't know, I never cared about that! Whoever you are, I must fight until the last drop of blood!”

“Humph… you seem like a true knight, you're just a weak creature so don't be so arrogant!” Torento stepped forward with a grin on his face.

___To Be Continued__