Chapter 198: I was still alive

I was a little relieved by the Segeria’s words.

Myong Myong’s bright smiling face passed through my head.

“You are on the verge of life and death.”

“You don’t have to tell me it twice……”

Even so, I was still alive.

I just wanted to be optimistic about it.

There was something more urgent than that.

I was unconscious when I passed through the 17th floor to the 26th floor, which would be very troubling in the future.

I had to cultivate myself while I was going through the 17th to 26th floors to handle future challenges.

But now that I had lost the chance because of the poisoning, my capabilities has fallen short of the level required to handle challenges.

The biggest problems were the enemies beyond the 30th floor.

I didn’t have enough physical strength, mana and other attack skills, so I needed the light sword technique to kill them.

Of course I could use light sword now.

But my body would explode instead.

I had to build up a body that could withstand the light sword’s heat.

The schedule of my plan had already been so tight, but now my time had all flown away so the plan collapsed.

I need to find alternatives.

The first one was to find a new way that could defeat the enemies on the 30th floor.

If I could find a safer technique, which was not dangerous like light sword, I could pass the 30th floor.

However, I had no idea where to start.

If I had met Great Mother on the 19th floor or JuJi on the 13th floor, I might have found some new clues through a face-to-face meeting with them, but that was not arranged successfully in the end.

The second one, to abandon the conquest method I was using now.

As KiriKiri said, I would actively avoid fighting and flee for survival.

Flattering, hiding and escaping, I would be able to survive this way.

However, I was already determined not to use this method.

I didn’t want to change what I had decided.

The last thing that I had to consider was how to improve my light sword.

I couldn’t use the light sword because it was too dangerous, so all I could do was to eliminate or alleviate its drawback.

Of course, it wouldn’t be easy to make the light sword safer while maintaining its power, but I had a feeling that it was possible.

The third form of the light sword was quite unusual.

It did not consist of a single action, like stabbing or cutting.

The basis of the light sword is the displaying offensive and defensive capabilities. This swordsmanship would manifest as the light sword.

A light sword that would explode constantly, killing all enemies around me.

But what if there were someone who could bear the light and heat？

The founder of the light sword also thought about this question and his answer was to lengthen the fight while using the light sword.

No matter how much heat and light the enemy could bear, he would eventually falter.

So he held onto the light sword and burned everything.

He suggested to lengthen the fight until the enemy couldn’t withstand it anymore.

That is the third form of the light sword.

In fact, this was impossible.

From my perspective, who is an actual user of the light sword, it is absurd to take continuous action while keeping that state.

But it was the information from the knight and he said that it was the only piece of information available.

It was possible that the information from the knight was distorted, but I succeeded in restoring all of the swordsmanship that he told me.

I was sure that most of the information was accurate.

Let’s assume knight’s information as right.

This was definitely the key point of the third form.

Users of the light sword could avoid its heat.

To fend off attacks from enemies in the inferno where the light sword was created, you should not be affected by the inferno itself.

Suppose the user isn’t be hurt during the continuous use of the light sword.

If I could skillfully use the light sword, I could avoid self-damage.

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With that alone, the enemies beyond the 30th floor will no longer be a threat.

In addition, the output of the light sword would be enhanced, too.

I had enough mana, skill, and understanding of the light sword to use it effectively.

The only thing was that my body couldn’t bear it, so I must adjust the output

While I was deep in thought, Seregia was looking at me silently.

“Would you like to go outside? The banquet is in progress. If you’d like to go out, I’ll take you there. However I think you should consider your body’s condition…….”

Said Seregia. It seemed that she wouldn’t go out no matter what happened.

I also didn’t want to waste time on banquet.

I told Seregia my worry.

Seregia had a fairly good insight into the theoretical part of swordsmanship and she had some novel ideas that I didn’t have from time to time.

“Yes, it’s hard to believe that it is possible. It’s like a magic rather than swordsmanship.”

She was right.

Just as peak of different martial arts would be similar to each other, swordsmanship would be like magic if it exceeded a certain level.

“According to your explanation, it seems that you have a dangerous and primitive sword without hilt. And now you’re looking for a way to make a hilt.”

She understood quickly as I expected.

A primitive sword with no hilt.

Therefore I needed a safe hilt.

The space protected by hilt of the light sword was a safe zone built around the user.

The problem was a safe zone (hilt) that could bear the dangerous power of the light sword couldn’t be made by humans.

It was apparent that no matter how much mana I put the safe zone would break right away.

“Then maybe you need a safe zone like a typhoon’s eye, which is unaffected by the storm of power.”

Typhoon’s eye.

It was not a brand-new idea, but the image came out in my mind looked plausible.

If I spun the power of the light sword, would the center of that power be a safe zone?

Different from the typhoon, the light sword could target enemies.

I asked Seregia for a piece of paper and a pen.

I thought it would be better if I could draw my thoughts on the paper rather than just think about it.

I carefully marked the direction of the power of the light sword on the paper.

It looked as if I had drawn a magnetic field.

“I think it works.”

In order to make the light sword shoot straight and to burst the aura, it needed pressure from both sides.

Both sides would rotated in opposing directions.

The idea would be much more tangible if you thought about the two circles running on the baseball pitching machine.

How about increasing the output by adding another circle to the back of the two circles and at the same time creating a safe zone in the center of them.

But the problem was that the direction of the two circles was the opposite to each other.

I continued to think about it while I was drawing on the paper.

Seregia, who was next to me, took an interest in what I was drawing. She grabbed another piece of paper and started adding her own ideas following what I had drawn.

When the bright day passed and the dark night came, the floor of the room was full of papers that had been used up.

What’s more.

“I feel this will work.”

“I agree with you. Let’s give it a try.”

Seragia was urging me beside.

“Please hurry up.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

“I’m looking forward to seeing it.”

Seregia’s mood is understandable.

Because I was in the same mood as her.