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Chapter : 37
“The 1st Knight Order—secure the left side of the harbor! The 2nd—take the right! The 4th—deal with the ones that have entered the city!”
The knights moved in perfect coordination.
Kaisa’s 3rd Knight Order was still out at sea.
Rayban glanced briefly toward the ocean.
They must have encountered the Bardanos as well.
Are they… still alive?
Rayban clenched his jaw tightly.
He raised Keister’s sword high into the air.
A blue light spread across the blade.
It was said that in the past, Keister’s knights used the aura within this sword as a guiding lantern—
their only light while fighting monsters in pitch-black darkness.
He could only hope—
that the sword would lend its strength to him as well.
Even if he was nothing more than a half-qualified heir.
“For the glory of Keister!”
Rayban shouted first.
“For the glory of Keister!”
The knights roared in unison.
For a moment—
their voices drowned out even the cries of the Bardanos.
The battle raged on.
Kaisa’s ship finally docked.
With a thunderous crash—
the harbor of Cyern had become a scene of chaos.
Three massive whale-like monsters—Bardanos—were destroying the docks.
Each swing of their enormous tails reduced buildings to rubble.
The screams of civilians never ceased.
The knights of Keister fought desperately to hold them back.
Several Bardanos had already fallen to the knights led by Rayban—
but there were still too many remaining.
“Run! Everyone evacuate!”
The Cyern navy fired cannons with all their might.
But the shots couldn’t pierce the monsters’ thick hides—
only enraging them further.
“Damn it, why are monsters like these this far inland?!”
This had never happened before.
His father, his grandfather—
and generations before them—
had protected this land.
That long history now seemed on the verge of collapse.
The screams clawed at Rayban’s mind.
Even with a sword in hand—
he felt powerless.
Everything seemed insignificant before the overwhelming size of the Bardanos.
Even after defeating a few—
the knights looked completely exhausted.
For a fleeting moment—
he thought this might be the end of Keister’s thousand-year legacy.
And then—
someone leapt from the deck.
Silver hair streamed in the wind.
It was Kaisa.
“Kaisa!”
Someone shouted.
Rayban’s gaze followed the pointing hand.
It was true.
Kaisa had jumped from the ship, landing in the harbor, already charging forward with his sword.
His movements were fluid and sharp—
and golden flames ignited around him.
His body rose into the air.
A Bardanos noticed him and opened its massive jaws to swallow him whole.
Kaisa twisted his body midair and evaded.
At the same time—
his sword flashed like lightning.
BOOM!
Something unbelievable happened.
With a single strike—
Kaisa cut down a Bardanos.
“W-what… was that?”
The navy stared in shock.
A monster that cannon fire couldn’t even scratch—
had been slain in one blow.
And yet—
Kaisa’s expression remained cold and unreadable.
The second Bardanos swung its tail.
Kaisa leapt high, dodging effortlessly.
He twisted midair and landed on the creature’s back.
With one clean motion—
he severed its head.
Then—
he threw his sword like a spear toward the next charging Bardanos.
The blade pierced straight into its open mouth—
and exploded.
The ordinary sword couldn’t withstand the aura.
At that moment—
someone threw another sword.
“Take it!”
It was Rayban.
He had thrown his own blade.
Kaisa caught it midair.
Golden energy erupted from Keister’s treasured sword.
At that same time—
Milena, watching from a second-floor window of the mansion, let out a breath of relief.
“I’m so glad he’s safe.”
She already knew—
Kaisa had revealed his true identity.
Even from afar, his movements surpassed human limits.
A man glowing with golden light—
there could only be one in the world.
Kaisa.
Milena leaned against the balcony railing as the salty sea wind brushed against her.
Now that the entire empire would know he was a Swordmaster—
everything would change.
A storm centered around Kaisa—
was about to begin.
A shadow of worry crossed Milena’s face.
Kaisa, striking like lightning—
looked like a god.
Bella, too, could not sleep.
She stood by the balcony window, staring outside.
The horrifying screams reached her ears.
“What… is that…?”
It was pure chaos.
Smoke was rising from the harbor.
She could tell they were monsters—
but she had never imagined seeing them this close.
Having lived in the capital all her life—
monsters had only ever existed in rumors and stories.
Then—
a golden flash split the sky.
“!”
Bella froze.
It was sword energy.
Like lightning striking from heaven—
a golden line carved through the air.
It looked like divine punishment.
BOOM!
With a massive crash—
a Bardanos fell.
In a single blow.
“Sword… Master?”
The words slipped from her lips.
There hadn’t been a Swordmaster in Cyern for a hundred years.
And now—
right there in the harbor—
one had appeared like a legend come to life.
Another golden flash.
This time, she saw it clearly.
A man floated in the air, light swirling around him.
His silver hair flowed even in the darkness.
Golden sword energy coiled around the Bardanos like a dragon.
“…Kaisa.”
Even from this distance—
she knew.
It was him.
What he was showing wasn’t just battle.
It was art.
Another flash—
perhaps the last.
The final Bardanos was consumed by golden light—
and vanished.
Silence followed.
Bella gripped the window frame just to stay standing.
Her heart pounded wildly.
A burning heat surged within her.
She wanted to see—
the owner of that golden blade.
She wanted to have him.
Truly.
Kaisa returned the borrowed sword to Rayban.
The blade trembled slightly after experiencing a true battle for the first time in a while.
Rayban stared at Kaisa in a daze.
There were many things he wanted to say—
and many things he needed to hear.
But as he looked at Kaisa’s pale, exhausted face—
he couldn’t speak.
After all—
he had single-handedly protected everyone in that hell.
What Kaisa had shown today—
was nothing short of a miracle.
“…Kaisa.”
He could only say his name.
Kaisa’s cold, indifferent gaze turned toward him.
“Why. Orders.”
If you have something to say, say it.
If there’s something to do—
I’ll do it.
Rayban let out a small, incredulous laugh.
Even in a situation like this—
Kaisa was still the same.
That indifferent expression.
That calm composure.
As if even this hell—
was nothing unusual to him.
Rayban shook his head.
Kaisa shrugged.
Then pointed toward the direction of his home.
Asking—
if he could leave now.
The corpses of the Bardanos hadn’t even been dealt with yet.
The harbor still bore the scars of disaster.
And yet—
Rayban couldn’t stop the man who had handled everything alone.
He stepped aside.
Kaisa walked past him.
A faint metallic scent of blood mixed with a subtle trace of soap lingered in the air.
Rayban stared at his back, as if entranced.
The emergence of a Swordmaster in Cyern—
after one hundred years.
This news—
would spread like wildfire.
After all—
the appearance of a miracle—
was something everyone had long been waiting for.
