Dragonslayer’s Class Regression 260

Chapter 260

“Ah, you k-know about me?”

Listening carefully to Luther’s startled response, not only did he stutter, but his word order was strange.

‘Judging by his Dorta Republic accent, he doesn’t seem to be from the Central Continent.’

Zeke smiled brightly at Luther Gemben and said.

“Of course, I do. Weren’t we scheduled to train together on your special sword techniques? I should’ve introduced myself sooner, I sincerely apologize for that.”

As he finished speaking, Zeke grabbed Luther’s hand.

‘Huh?’

But when Zeke grabbed Luther Gemben’s hand, he felt a strange sensation for a moment.

Luther Gemben hastily pulled his hand away and said.

“S-sorry! I-I sweat a lot. My hands—always! I just w-wanted to congratulate you. That’s all… I-I’ll be going now…”

Luther Gemben glanced around nervously before quickly disappearing into the crowd.

Zeke recalled again the strange sensation he felt when he held Luther Gemben’s hand.

‘That feeling was definitely… magical power?’

Knights use aura, and mages use magical power.

As far as Zeke knew, Luther Gemben was a knight, not a mage.

So it was impossible for magical power to be felt from him.

‘Could I have been mistaken?’

Unlike his seemingly naive exterior, he seemed to be hiding some extraordinary secret.

While shaking hands warmly with others, Zeke continued making various conjectures about Luther Gemben.

* * *

As soon as the banquet ended and the next day came, Zeke set out to find Luther Gemben.

In the process, Zeke learned that Luther Gemben had become an official Draker knight through special appointment.

While Zeke also received his official knighthood through special appointment, he was originally a direct bloodline awakener who was born a Draker person.

But Luther Gemben had no connection to the Drakers and no previous record of achievements as a knight.

When he looked into how such a Luther became a Draker knight using his Senior Knight authority, surprisingly, he was appointed by direct authority of the family head.

He even had an exception clause stating that his knighthood would be maintained even if he didn’t carry out Draker duties.

It was an incredible benefit that ordinary Draker knights couldn’t even imagine.

After confirming this, Zeke had one question.

‘Since Luther Gemben never learned dragon slaying techniques to begin with, isn’t it impossible to pass on the special technique?’

Special techniques refer to the secret arts that were refined from the applied forms containing the insights of historical Draker family knights.

The Draker family, continuing for a thousand years, has various dragon-slaying technique applications that have been refined over a long time. And the special techniques that Senior Knights created based on those applications were called special inherited techniques.

Senior Knights pass these special techniques on to later generations, and those developed applications are passed on to the next generation again.

Some found the reason why the Draker family stood tall as the master of Midland in these special techniques.

So it was natural for Zeke to have doubts. Originally, because they shared the same root of dragon-slaying techniques, it was possible to receive secret arts after becoming a Senior Knight, but Luther Gemben was completely outside this scope.

There was no way Arthur Draker, the family head, wouldn’t know this fact, so it was incomprehensible why he put him on the list of special technique inheritors.

‘Luther Gemben, I’m becoming more and more curious about your true identity.’

Luther Gemben lived alone in a mansion located in the outskirts of Autumnfel.

After receiving the address, Zeke rode Bucephalus to where Luther was living.

Following the address, he saw a single house sitting alone in a quiet area of the outskirts.

As if not caring much about security, there was a barely-there fence with an open gate.

Zeke left Bucephalus in front of the mansion and went inside.

It was an ordinary two-story house too small to be called a mansion.

‘As an official Draker knight, he could have afforded a much better house, is he just frugal?’

When he extended his senses, there was no one inside the house. While looking around the area, Zeke felt movement behind the house and went to check.

Surprisingly, there was a small vegetable garden behind the house, and Luther was farming.

‘A Draker knight doing farming?’

The only farming Zeke had done was growing soma at the Soma farm when he was taken to the Southern Continent in his previous life.

Luther was focused on pulling weeds from the garden and catching pests.

“Phew.”

He straightened his back, got up, and wiped his sweat.

Only then did Luther notice Zeke standing beside him, staring.

“AH! S-Sir Zeke! Y-You startled me!”

Luther was startled, speaking in awkward common language.

Zeke addressed him in Dortan.

“If you’re more comfortable with Dortan, we can speak in that language.”

Luther was surprised when Zeke spoke Dortan.

“You can speak Dortan?”

“Just a little bit.”

But as Zeke listened to Luther’s Dortan, he noticed something strange again.

‘His Dortan is awkward too?’

After hesitating briefly, he asked Luther.

“Sir Luther. I apologize, but may I ask where you’re from?”

At Zeke’s words, Luther became flustered, hesitated, then finally opened his mouth.

“Actually, I’m from the Eastern Continent.”

“The Eastern Continent…”

When Zeke spoke in ancient Eastern language this time, Luther was so surprised his eyes nearly popped out.

“Goodness! Where did you learn that language?”

He had learned it from an Ishtar Highlander in his previous life, but he couldn’t tell the truth.

Zeke tried to gloss over it and continue the conversation, but unfortunately, Luther didn’t know ancient Eastern language.

The two decided to converse in Dortan, which was relatively comfortable for both of them.

They sat in chairs placed near the vegetable garden.

“Sigh, I’ve been learning common language for years but it’s too difficult.”

“People say it’s like that at first because of the different word order. But Dortan seems to have similar word order to Eastern language.”

“Yes, there are many similar words too, so it was somewhat easier to learn.”

Luther looked a bit more comfortable, perhaps because he was speaking in familiar Dortan after so long.

Zeke asked Luther.

“Sir Luther, actually before coming here, I looked into your records.”

Even hearing that Zeke had viewed his records, Luther wasn’t flustered or displeased, but rather nodded.

“As a pureblood awakener, Sir Zeke must have had questions about my records.”

“Pardon my rudeness, but I wondered how your name got on the special technique inheritor list.”

Zeke asked Luther directly about what he was curious about without beating around the bush.

Luther nodded and opened his mouth.

“Actually… I was puzzled too. That the family head selected me as a candidate to inherit Sir Zeke’s special technique.”

“What do you mean?”

“As you know, I don’t qualify as a special technique inheritance candidate. I learned dragon-slaying techniques after coming here but can only do basic forms, and can merely imitate the advanced forms that official knights learn.”

He paused briefly before slowly speaking.

“I also kept wondering after hearing I became the inheritor of Sir Zeke’s special technique, but after meeting you yesterday, I realized the reason.”

“What is that reason?”

Luther slowly rose from his seat. Then he stretched his hand toward Zeke.

WOONG!

Magical power emanated from Luther’s body.

A poker lying on the ground was automatically drawn to Luther’s hand as he raised his magical power.

Zeke was startled for a moment and tried to step back.

But something even more surprising happened.

A clear aura blade rose from the poker held in Luther’s hand.

‘That’s?’

Amazingly, Luther could use both magical power and aura simultaneously.

After gathering his energy, he said to Zeke.

“Like Sir Zeke, I too am an Irregular.”

Zeke, who had been momentarily stunned by Luther’s words, suddenly came to his senses.

‘So the Mage Slayer’s identity wasn’t a Black Knight but an Irregular!’

A being who could use both magical power and aura together, which shouldn’t exist by common sense.

An anomalous existence that caused great upheaval whenever they appeared throughout the long history of the Central Continent.

Luther Gemben was none other than a ‘Magic Swordsman’.

Zeke remembered when Duke had mistaken him for an Irregular while passing on the Wind Storm technique.

He recalled how both Duke and the family head had implied it would be better not to mention this externally, since the Central Continent’s reaction to Irregulars wasn’t very good.

‘I thought Arthur Draker rejected Irregulars but maybe that’s not entirely true. Well, he even had an illegitimate child with a vampire maid, so perhaps he’s actually free of such prejudices.’

Understanding Luther Gemben’s background made everything make sense.

The reason they bound him as an official Draker knight with benefits despite not being a Draker was because he was a rare Magic Swordsman.

While people avoided Irregulars considering them cursed beings, their abilities were undeniably superior beyond comparison to ordinary people.

Since they were beings that defied common sense, they showed strength that went beyond common sense accordingly.

Arthur Draker seemed to have recognized Luther Gemben’s potential and drawn him into the family.

Luther Gemben looked at Zeke and said.

“As you’ve seen, I’m a magic swordsman. Because I can use both magic and sword, irregular attacks are possible.”

He raised mana in one hand and aura in the other.

“When I shook hands with you yesterday, I felt that you had a different power than aura in your body and realized that you were an irregular like me.”

As a healer class, Zeke couldn’t create a lower dantian, so he trained his sword with mana by opening his middle dantian.

Now that he had become a Black Knight, he could freely use aura as well, but considering the skills he possessed, it wasn’t much different from using magic.

Zeke asked Luther.

“Is Sir Luther’s special technique a skill that uses both magic and sword?”

Luther shook his head at those words.

“Although I’m called a magic swordsman, I too can only handle mana, not use high-level magic. If I need to use magic during battle, using artifacts engraved with attack magic would be more efficient.”

Zeke nodded at Luther’s words.

Assuming a Blue Knight holds a sword engraved with Fireball magic, he can surely use both aura blade and Fireball.

But they don’t necessarily do that.

Because if you have enough aura to use Fireball, swinging the sword would generate more power instead.

In many ways, using both sword and magic together was an inefficient method.

After all, it could be simply resolved by mixing knights and mages to form a unit.

“Please wait a moment.”

Luther looked around and went to the warehouse to bring back an old sword.

It was an Eastern Empire style sword with a curved blade, not a Central Continent style sword.

He drew the sword and took his stance.

“The reason magic swordsmen are threatening isn’t because they can use both sword and magic. It’s because they can handle two different powers , aura and mana simultaneously.”

He raised his aura and swung the sword. Threatening sword strikes continued in succession.

At the same time, Luther raised mana with his other hand.

WOONG WOONG WOONG!

Zeke felt the surrounding mana waves change momentarily due to Luther’s mana.

‘This is?’

Zeke noticed what had a similar effect to this.

“It looks similar to the mana interference effect of pureblood awakeners?”

Luther withdrew his sword and nodded.

“That’s right. I heard that Draker’s pureblood awakeners have the power to interfere with mana flow. However, they can’t freely control that power like I can.”

Draker’s pureblood awakeners control the mana interference phenomenon with gloves.

But this phenomenon itself was impossible to control.

Unless you blocked the ability itself by wearing gloves made of dragon leather, the effect would spread in all directions.

Therefore, it affected both enemy and ally forces.

This was why Draker’s pureblood awakeners didn’t carelessly take off their gloves even in daily life.

Zeke realized how Luther was able to kill hundreds of high-level mages in his previous life.

‘It was possible because he was a magic swordsman who could control mana flow.’

Zeke recalled Luther’s movements he just saw and muttered.

“Controlling mana flow…”

Unlike regular pureblood awakeners, Zeke had the mana reflection skill.

If he could learn how to properly utilize this skill in battle, it seemed it could be useful in fights against the Abyss.

Zeke immediately took off the gloves he was wearing.

“W-wait! If you take them off now, all the mana lamps will burn out…”

But nothing happened even after taking off the gloves.

As Luther blinked in surprise, Zeke raised his palm toward one of the mana lamps.

Then he demonstratively activated his mana reflection skill.

CRACKLE!

The mana lamp that Zeke’s palm pointed at burst with sparks.

Seeing the delayed mana interference effect, Luther asked in surprise.

“Can Sir Zeke control the mana interference ability?”

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