{ Formation 2 }
“brother. But what the hell was the sword doing in the room? I had been doing this for over two days, so I thought I was dead.”
It was the two people who arranged their names for each other so that we could call them Hohyeongho.
Yang Yang-gwang, shivering and handing out coffee.
At his words, Yuhan-wol remembered the image of Yang-gwang Yang, who met his eyes immediately after waking up the divine power.
“ah… Was that what it was then?”
He was referring to Yang Yang-gwang’s reaction, which was startled as he approached him.
When Yang Yang-gwang smiled shyly, Yuhan-wol also laughed.
“I was surprised. I had to put my finger on my nose to see if I could breathe, but suddenly my eyes opened.”
Yuhan-wol, who chuckled for a moment, took a sip of coffee, then lowered the cup again and grabbed it with both hands.
‘Well.’
He felt the need to give some answers.
What Yang Yang-kwang is asking now is what he was doing while sitting in the room on the surface, but in the end, what he really wants to know is about himself.
It was right that he should know something about himself as he was on a boat.
‘It would be better to tell in advance.’
Hasn’t Yang Yang-gwang, too, been the first to answer his questions?
Besides, it was not a situation to hide himself now.
Rather, when we need to actively share information to work together.
Yuhan Wol opened his mouth.
“First of all, I shrugged off a little. Experiment… It was right after I came out, so my mind and body can play separately. Also, I needed to accurately check my current level and abilities before moving in earnest.”
That’s a good thing.
Yang Gwang nodded as if he understood.
At his explanation, which was kinder than expected, Yang Gwang raised a direct question with a lighter heart.
“Then, were there any results?”
So, how much power do you have now?
Yuhan Wol nodded his head at that question and said.
“okay. It wasn’t up to the level I wanted, but to some extent I got what I wanted. Even if it’s not that great… It is incomparable to what it was before.”
“… !”
Although his explanation was not accurate, Yang Gwang could clearly understand one thing from his words.
It was that his abilities had risen to a level that could not be compared with before.
What does ‘I’ mean?
In Yang Gwang’s mind, Yuhan Wol immediately organized the three people at the facility.
Its appearance alone was not enough to be called a monster, but isn’t that what it means to be much stronger than that?
‘How strong did you get?’
Just imagining that level makes it feel like electricity is flowing through your body.
Yang Gwang swallowed his saliva and asked.
“If you were to express it in numbers, how much would it be? The first time I woke up counted as 1.”
“Well.”
In response to that question, Yuhan Wol paused for a moment.
This question of his went to understanding.
There must be a difference in the level of strength that each other understands, so you might have thought that it would be better to understand them numerically.
However, it was not even appropriate, fundamentally, strength was an ambiguous problem that was difficult to explain with any absolute, unified standard.
After thinking for a moment, he looks at Yang Gwang and says:
“It would be best to see it in person. Is this expensive?”
“yes? no.”
With those words, Yuhan Wol drank the rest of the coffee at once, lowered the coffee cup, and swung his hand.
Then the thrown coffee cup flew up to the high ceiling above the living room.
Yang Gwang-gwang’s gaze also went up to the top following the coffee cup.
and,
‘?’
In a fleeting moment, Yang Yang-gwang vaguely felt something.
A coffee cup in the air fell into pieces like a split apple.
His eyes widened wildly.
And in those eyes that grew bigger, a shining sword that naturally caught the pieces that fell down came into it.
At that unbelievable sight, Yang Yang-gwang turned his gaze to follow the hand holding the sword.
Of course, he and I are the only ones here.
The seemingly unrealistic scene urged him to check the facts once again.
As if nothing happened, Yuhan Wol’s calm eyes were staring at him.
“uh… .”
Yang Yang-gwang pointed his finger at the shining sword in place of his mouth, which he couldn’t speak well.
“Uh, this is… ”
“okay. This is my ability.”
At those words, he turned his gaze to look at the pieces of coffee cups neatly laid out on the black face.
Yang Yang-gwang asks again with a bewildered expression.
“Is this a sword that should be surprised by the sword? Or should I be surprised by my brother’s skill?”
It was the shiny sword that immediately caught his eye, but he seemed to know that wasn’t all.
Just cutting out a coffee cup floating in the air is a great thing.
But how is it possible to cut a rotating and moving cup as straight as if measured with a protractor and ruler?
It is an accuracy that seems impossible even if you fix it on the floor and try to cut it.
Anyway… It was as if several sword strikes were unfolding in an instant.
Then Yuhan Wol smiled again and said.
“both. This is Sword Ki (劍气, Auror Sword). To be precise, it’s made with divine power, so it’s a holy sword.”
“Swordsmanship, divine power… .”
It was around the time when Yang Yang-gwang opened his mouth like that and expressed his surprise.
bubbly
As if there was a fire, the fragments of the glass on the sword turned into ashes.
The sword that shone with him disappeared, and ashes landed on the table as if to prove that his existence was not a lie.
‘… Does the cup turn to ashes?’
The coffee cup is porcelain.
So it’s ceramic.
Ceramic is a material resistant to ultra-high heat and is used in spacecraft and jet engines.
In the first place, pottery is made with fire.
But that coffee cup turned to ashes.
That, too, happened in an instant.
Truly unbelievable.
“Ah, this is… ”
Yuhan-wol was trying to speak slowly.
However, his voice was interrupted by Yang Yang-gwang’s excited shouting.
“Kyaa, this is the ‘real baegi’. Somehow, the S-class is different no matter what… ”
As he raised the pitch with a strange story he couldn’t understand, Yuhan-wol blushed and waved his hand.
Then Yang Gwang, who had been alone for a while, asked again.
“What the hell kind of game did you play in there?”
To his words, Yuhan-wol answered with an awkward smile.
“It was a reality game newly developed by NMA called ＜Os of Revenge＞. The setting is medieval fantasy, and I chose a priest.”
“Ah, fantasy… . priest. But why Sword Master… ?”
“I rode the Paladin Tech. A priest with a sword. As a priest, I went to the Grand Sword Master for the first time.”
Yuhan-wol’s calm tone went straight into his ears and made Yang-gwang’s brain resonate.
‘Grand Sword Master’.
Even in mass-produced fantasy, an existence that seems reluctant to appear for fear of destroying the balance!
“If it’s a Grand Sword Master… In terms of martial arts, it’s like swordsmanship, isn’t it?”
“What… right?”
“Woohyooing for me~”
Yang Gwang giggled and got up and did a shoulder dance.
It looked pretty funny.
After all, Yuhan-wol, who claims to be a being that only appears in a fantasy game, actually shows his surreal power.
I thought it might be exciting depending on the person.
weeing weing
At that moment, a vibration sounded between the two of them.
The eyes of the two people who recognized the signal met.
Yuhan Wol asked Yang Gwang, who was quickly checking the contents.
“Did you get a call?”
“yes. I got a reply. Are you coming to Incheon? More specific locations will be announced later… The time is 6pm. There is still some leeway. Shall we prepare something to go out?”
“okay? Is there anything special to prepare? Let’s go ahead and take it easy.”
“Okay, then.”
Yuhan-wol remembered the image of a white man.
He already knew enough that he wasn’t tough.
If his intentions are impure, to answer his call would be to walk himself into the lion’s mouth.
However… Even after taking such a risk, Yuhan Wol had to fully understand the situation.
In order to do that, we have to acquire the information the white man has.
‘Well.’
Yuhan-wol stood for a moment and looked around once.
The reason I keep checking whether the present is real is probably because these situations somehow feel like a game.
And in the still landscape, Yang Yang-gwang was caught walking into the room.
For some reason, it feels like his back has become lighter.
‘Maybe it really goes into the limbs. Besides, with a single hump.’
Hiel Yeoroham, who has always been alone.
For him, the pressure from the responsibility to protect someone was never light.
‘Did I say Yang Do-gwang? My friend must be afraid of this… .’
However, there was something to be learned from his cheerful attitude.
Yuhan-wol thought as he accepted his heart that was getting heavier.
* * *
‘ ‘ .’
Yang Yang-gwang, who entered the room, hurriedly packed his equipment and burst into laughter.
When I was in school, things I had only seen in novels were happening in reality.
The secret of the world’s top company, are you now a sword master in biological experiments?
It even had its own role to play.
The main character of the sword master and the genius hacker who helps him, Yang Gwang Yang.
‘no? Grand Sword Master. 👑.’
Yang Gwang-gwang burst into a pleasant laugh once again.
The fact that he was in a story that looked like something out of a novel made him laugh endlessly.
It’s like being caught in a rabbit hole in Wonderland where once you get sucked in, you can’t stop.
He, who was tied to BH, also seemed to have fallen into an unreal world when he came to his senses.
The cool sense of reality that death is imminent and the superpowers Yuhan-wol just showed him wandered around in his mind.
A tingling sensation from the toes.
Then he suddenly thought.
‘What does it feel like to be a modern person again after waking up from a dream that spanned decades for six months?’
Yang Yang-gwang hesitated for a moment, as he did not dare to gauge Yuhan-wol’s feelings.
How would his giggling and smiling attitude really look to him?
Yang Gwang-gwang, who had stopped moving for a while, started packing again as if he didn’t care.
After all, what has passed is a thing of the past.
What happened after I met the white man right away was more important.