138 – What is a sword
“…A sword?”
“No, you say you’re holding a sword here?”
Just like them, I raised my sword, and their faces shot up with doubt and rage.
In Greece, where people usually think of a spear and a shield when they think of weapons, a sword was a secondary weapon or a sub-weapon mainly used by pirates and mercenaries.
They also made up their minds in their own way and got up and hit the backwaters, but since I also raised my sword, they must have assumed that I insulted their resolve.
“A sword…?”
But only one person.
Their commander, Jason, who had barely regained his senses, hardened his face when he saw the sword in my hand.
Perhaps judging by his shrewd brain and military strategy, the spearmanship I use is still somewhat calculated. It must be because it was the first time I’d seen him with a sword.
However, Jason’s face showed a little more relief than when I raised the spear, so I sighed.
“Ehh… Mojiri.”
In my own way, in order to pay tribute to their spirit and romance, I took out one of the best magic arts in the history of the Demonic Cult.
These cultural differences are here again!
“The King of All Byeongji. It refers to a weapon in my hometown.”
Then what weapon are you referring to?
As I lightly wielded the sword in my hand and asked, fifty pairs of eyes rolled around asking what he was talking about.
“By the way, the guy who speaks first. There are no bonuses.”
“Maybe. Are you talking about the sword?”
“Actaion Correct Answer.”
Please come to the principal’s office to receive your award later.
“Anyway, stop using the shovel. Why is the sword, not any other weapon, the king of all diseases? Could it have been called the best of weapons?”
In terms of reach, it is naturally pushed back by the spear, and of course, the shield that can be worn is also smaller than the spear, so it is weak against long-range sniping and magic.
A sword that was nothing more than a secondary weapon was revered as a weapon among weapons in other worlds.
“That’s because all of its strengths and weaknesses make it superior to other weapons.”
“What?”
Question and answer dance.
Why did the sword become the king of all diseases, and why did the sects of Seonbuldo practice swordsmanship?
It was time to teach these ancient heroes a solid lesson.
“It’s the beginning of class. Stay alert.”
“Huh?”
Jason, who was about ten paces away, let out a scream as the black sword landed on his head in the blink of an eye.
-Cheong!
A black sword falling like a guillotine and an iron sword that form a cross to block it.
-Hey hey hey!
Two pieces of metal collided, and a shrieking scream resounded in all directions.
“Quaaa”
With the momentum of the black sword that seemed to rip him in half at any moment, Jason grabbed the handle and the blade of the sword and mobilized all his strength to stop it.
Unfortunately, this was nothing but a light swing.
Even with one hand hidden behind my back, I was holding it down with one hand.
‘Huh, have things like this come to resemble me?’
Its appearance was exactly the same as the trough sword horse that taught me in the sword forest in the lower reaches of Samdocheon in the past.
“First, the sword is dangerous.”
“What, what, what…?”
If it’s obvious, it’s an obvious fact.
Unlike a spear with an extremely long reach or a bow that can be sniped from a distance, it semi-forcefully engages in close combat.
It is the sword that accompanies the danger of life and death in the blink of an eye, even with a single breath.
– KANG!
“Keugh?!”
As I deflected my sword and pushed forward, Jason, who lost his balance in an instant, was pushed back.
Unfortunately, if I stabbed it straight in, or if I broke the sword and cut it, Jason would not have left a will and would have become an infamous guest.
Perhaps he recognized that fact, Jason’s face was white with fear of death.
“How is it, arrogance?”
The sword is dangerous.
However, it is a weapon that makes you look back and reflect on yourself, and it is also a teacher that urges you to constantly train and become stronger.
“If I did this, I would die. If I did this, I would live. The only philosophical weapon that makes you think and whip yourself is the sword.”
The trough sword horse said.
A sword that allows only those who make the right choice among the arrogant thoughts that bloom on the blade, where life and death go back and forth with one blade.
I wonder if there is any martial art more beautiful and philosophical than this sword.
Of course, in the central plains, spears were classified as military weapons, so training spearmen or practicing spears even if they were not military or official was against the law of the country, and instead, swords were popular in Murim.
If you had attacked the heyday of the Moorim League with only one sword, butchered half of them, and mentioned it in front of the swordsman who came out leisurely…
I must have been a headless corpse, not the Heavenly Demon.
“That, I see…”
As if slowly calming down, Jason nodded his head with a pale complexion.
I pushed Jason and entered the depths of the fifty men.
Even though Jason is close to a strategist, his inaction is also quite high, just like the golden generation.
“Huh? Go, gongeoeoeok!”
“Huh? Ugh!”
“Athena! Look down!”
“Long live Zeus!!”
“Father Ares! Give me strength!”
Those who had been staring at me and Jason blankly came to their senses and charged.
“Now, second. The sword is free.”
A long spear has a long range, but its movement is naturally limited due to its length.
Of course, there were monsters that could even create a storm by successfully connecting and weaving even those limited movements.
Usually, in a team match, if defense is not premised, the length, which was an advantage, is rather deprived of the sum or blocked, putting one-sidedly in danger.
“However, swords are different.”
Blocking, spilling, cutting, stabbing, blocking again.
Even if you pull yourself out while stepping on the steps, the sword that rotates simultaneously accompanies both air and defense.
Dot the back of the spur in the air. The head was tilted to avoid the attack, and the exciting sword dance continued as the formation was broken by mixing the fist.
-Chae Ae-Aeng!
With the final sound of crying, the fiftieth’s death squad finally collapsed.
“Keep it off… What is this for real!?”
“Kyaul! Wrist out! Are you sure you were leaving?”
“Ahahahahaha… Huh!? Uh, when?”
Guys withdrew with puzzled expressions as to whether they were attacked or blocked.
The encirclement, which had reached a radius of 3 steps in an instant, collapsed in an instant, and the guys who grabbed their arms with my exquisite power control dropped their swords and retreated.
However, a loud voice immediately rushed in to fill the vacancy of such guys.
“Ho?”
Right overhead.
“hahahaha! We have too!”
“Die! You freak!”
The winged twins holding twin swords in each hand and falling like missiles.
Even in this Forest of Heroes, where all kinds of madmen roam, it was the Sons of the Wind who ran the tower.
“Oh, that’s a bit novel.”
Although I’ve seen Salmak’s waterspouts spread their silk threads in the air and imitate levitation, or glide while spurring through the air with a dagger or a zeun bell.
It was always amazing to see guys moving freely in the air like that.
“Finally, the third. The sword is fast.”
-Chack!
Aiming at the falling twin swordsmen, I too kicked off the ground and flew straight ahead.
“What?”
“Hey, what should I do!?”
“What should I do? Just run!”
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I can’t believe you didn’t know I’d come forward like this.
The twins were frightened, but by the time they decided to break through, the black sword had already spewed fire.
-Tumbling!
Under the blue sky watched over by the gods, the cool sound of drums rang out.
I flew past the twins and flew high into the sky, and the warriors flapping their wings were pinned to the ground.
– Kung!
“Because I hit it with the sword. I will not die.”
Head, back of head, back, chest, arms, legs, hands, wrists, buttocks, thighs, instep, ankles.
A total of 12 sword attacks.
The moment I and them crossed, the blade of the black sword I wielded carefully beat the twins of the storm.
“Kwaooooo… Lord, I’m dying…”
“Uh, mother? Why are you here…?”
“You crazy bastard. Is your mother on her home island?”
Lastly, the twins who were buried head first in the ground.
In the end, the 50 members of the death squad also knelt in front of me.
“No, look. When we say we kneel, it means we just surrendered!”
“Huh? Didn’t you surrender?”
Then shall we continue?
I raised my sword again with a wide smile.
“… Lost, lost.”
Jason shook his head with a face as if he had seen some kind of Texas killer, and fell to the ground.
My face, roughly wiped off with the hem of my clothes, was still a mess of dried blood, sweat, saliva and tears, and both my arms were swollen from the sword facing me.
Perhaps it was because he poured out his insides coolly, his eyes looked much more relaxed.
“Wow… The real Hercules and you are just real crazy people. Even holding a sword and honing such martial arts? Does that make sense?!”
Jason stretched out on the ground as if he was tired.
I approached with a sneaky smile and looked down at his face.
“Do you want to know?”
“…What?”
“I will teach you.”
Jason’s eyes widened as if he had heard it correctly.
At the same time, fifty or so eyes shot at me like arrows, and my smile grew even thicker.
Indeed, there are all kinds of winds, and the talent I want and the situation I want flow quickly.
It seemed that the triplets, whom we hadn’t even seen yet, were taking good care of the youngest.