271. Drivers and Passengers (2)
Sierra is a good teacher.
She must be a good teacher, except for the fact that she always pushes her fearsome breasts into the back of my head.
It’s not that I don’t like this soft feeling.
I will emphasize this again.
I don’t like it.
Rather good.
What kind of men would hate you?
However, ‘always’ was the point.
As my sword and mentor, she always had to stick by my side, whether I liked it or not.
So unless I deliberately leave my sword behind, I have no choice but to watch everything I do.
It’s a blessing to have a beauty who watches over me all the time, but from the point of view of an irregular with the power of ‘status window’, it’s not like that.
What kind of power is the status window?
It is a skill like the crystallization of fantasy that makes it possible to learn a skill that other people would spend years of blood and sweat on, just by pressing a button.
I am a cheater in that sense.
Well, you could call it a scammer in another sense.
Anyway, it was quite tricky to have someone with a status window like that watching my growth every single day.
No, it’s other skills. You can grab it and move on while saying that it was originally possible.
However, it was as difficult as Sierra’s direct teaching of ‘Reverse Stream’.
Sierra Ryu Yeokcheon (逆天) is a very eccentric swordsmanship that far deviated from the common sense of swordsmanship for anyone to see.
It was to the point where I doubted whether this could be called swordsmanship.
Sierra, who created such a reversal, could be said to be a genius of swordsmanship that might come down only once in thousands of years.
He was stronger than anyone else in terms of his tenacity and understanding of the sword.
What would Sierra think if an apprentice in less than a year mastered all the best swordsmanship created by such a genius?
‘The original woman might be surprisingly talented at teaching her pupils…’
It’s not something that can be passed on with such light expressions. Of course, Sierra spit out those words this time and moved on.
So what I originally wanted to say has lost much of its meaning.
Anyway, the important thing is that I am by no means a genius.
So I slowed down on purpose.
Of course, reverse heaven was much more important than the 5th level of acupuncture. However, I thought that raising skill points quickly was not the best way.
Anyway, it will be harder to raise the level as you go, and Yeokcheon eats an absurdly large number of skill points.
It was better to prepare utility skills that are efficient compared to points in advance.
Anyway, I was slowing down the pace, and this time, Sierra suggested that I start learning the next chapter of Reversal.
Sierra decided the time was ripe, observing that she played through Chapter 3 perfectly when she defeated Ouija Han.
I reached my level just in time, and I had skill points, and I readily asked to learn.
But there is something important that we must not forget.
I asked what the penalty for Chapter 4 was before asking for learning.
Sierra replied.
‘There is no such thing.’
Of course I didn’t believe it.
‘Really. There are no restrictions, no load on the body.’
When I asked him to think about it once again to see if he had forgotten, he said, ‘You look like an ugly disciple…’ And was beaten.
After listening to the explanation of Chapter 4, I changed my mind.
Chapter 4 wasn’t the power to go against anything in particular.
I wonder if there were no restrictions or penalties.
No, if I had to look closely, it wasn’t that there wasn’t one at all, but it wasn’t like vomiting blood and lightning falling from the dry sky.
In addition, as a swordsmanship created to counter the swordsman, it was expected that the effect would be further amplified when facing a strong opponent.
It was a waste of swordsmanship to the point where the expression of catching chickens with a cow-slaying knife naturally came to mind to be used by urethra collectors, but there was no big risk, so it wasn’t bad enough to practice.
Unfortunately, this is because Chapter 4 was not a swordsmanship that could be tested alone in a remote place.
Chapter 4 was a bit special, unlike the previous ones.
Should I say it’s not a power to go against something, but a kind of buff that applies the basic skill of reverse heaven?
As I listened to Sierra’s explanation at the time, I had a hunch that the final stage was not far away.
So I sneaked out of the tent while the carriages headed for Wolguk stopped for a while and everyone was taking a break.
As I walked into the woods, I happened to find a shabby, uninhabited cabin. I went in and waited for him.
The time when I drank a glass of warm milk that I had been rationing and quenched my throat.
He walked into the cabin.
I didn’t really need a sense of humor.
I could tell just by the creaking of the wooden planks.
“Oh, there was a passenger.”
Entering the cabin, the frowning guy said that in a calm voice, and then sat down leaning back on the chair across from him.
“…Who are you?”
“Me? I am called Golden Dawn.”
Blonde blonde with tanned skin.
The name of the dirty-looking man who scratched his head was Geum-myeo.
The name is unusual.
“By the way, milk? What does milk mean? This is also a fate, so why not have a drink?”
Dawn of Gold takes out a bottle of wine from her bosom and shakes it, spilling the wine in the bottle.
I shook my head.
“I’m not good at drinking.”
“Tsk, it’s a pity. It’s no exaggeration to say that this clear and transparent water is everything in life.”
The Golden Dawn, who brought out her wine glass from somewhere, poured her drink into her glass, clicking her tongue.
Immediately he gulped down his glass.
“Keuuu… This is it, this is it. A drink before work, a drink after work.”
“Is it the former or the latter now?”
“Before work.”
The golden dawn puts her legs on her desk.
The unexpected kindness she saw at the school was gone.
The classic bad blonde tanned skin villain.
That was the present Golden Dawn.
“What are you doing this late at night?”
“If you were the same as me, you would know.”
The golden dawn she was messing with threw her eight swords from her own waist roughly on her desk and laid them out.
“This… Is a sword.”
“Ah, yes. You’re the last piece. I’ll admit it. You were special. I don’t know what you did, but the subject of the urethra isn’t eating away at Yogi. Or maybe it’s because you’ve already been devoured. It might be, though.”
The golden dawn smacked her lips.
It’s all thanks to the ghost sword technique that I can maintain my sanity without being swayed by Yogi.
Ghost swordsmanship was not a common ability, as was known even when meeting dark ghosts before, so there were some people who did not know of its existence.
“I won’t tell you which one. I think it’ll be more fun that way.”
I ate and burst into laughter.
“It doesn’t matter. I didn’t come this far to listen to you. I just need that urethra. With that, I won’t have to be swayed by these demons anymore.”
The golden dawn’s red eyes pointed to Sierra on my waist.
Once, I know what Geummyung wants. The guy seems to be in a situation where her mind goes back and forth as she uses eight bags of urethra without even sealing them.
It seems that the golden dawn is trying to offset her cannibalism by dealing with her old doma ring.
Did she explain about the old Doma ring before?
She lost her true power as a urethra and only became a colorless and odorless secret sword, so she was rather weak when it came to handling the old Doma ring.
However, she felt that it was somewhat reasonable to choose the old Doma ring if there was no ghost sword technique to put the yogi to rest.
“That makes sense.”
“Does that make sense?”
Geum Myung-yi tilted her head at my somewhat unexpected answer.
“Let’s say I think I know what you’re trying to do. I think it’s definitely a good method. You’ve got a good head around it.”
“…Thank you for the compliment, but I don’t know what you’re talking about knowing.”
“Gudoma Ring.”
“……How do you get my secret salary…”
“That… I threw it away.”
In an instant, Geum Dawn’s eyes become very sharp.
He glared at me as if he was nervous.
“I threw it away because it was useless…”
“What the hell did the blind guy read…”
Geum Dawn’s eyebrows twitch as she grinds her teeth.
“Well, I must have read it when I saw it.”
I never actually read it.
Even when he was aware that I was jokingly provoking him, there was no big reaction.
“You’re instigating my name…”
At my pun, the golden dawn jumps up from her seat and picks up her sword.
This type is easy to handle after all.
I wasn’t doing this just to see him get angry. In order to properly test Yeokcheon Chapter 4, it was necessary to draw out its active offensive.
“But how the hell did you collect so many urethra? Even if you killed the host, it wouldn’t have been so easy to take the initiative.”
“Whatever it is, you don’t need to know about it.”
I gave a bitter smile to Geum Yeo-young, who was aiming a sword at my neck.
“Well, even if you don’t want to, you’ll start blowing it.”
Chapter 4 had already been cast.
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