Chapter 181 – The Blind Man
Meanwhile, the person confronting Glaceon was an old swordsman. At first glance, he was a clumsy old man who seemed to have no strength to walk. However, Glaceon, who had accumulated many years of practical experience, was able to understand. It means that the old man in front of him is not an ordinary person.
The old man was approaching me, thumping me in front of me with a sword wielding a cane.
“Looks like the one in front of me must be a swordsman like me. Judging by the smell of blood, it looks like he killed quite a few people, but seeing his heart rate speed up in front of this old man… he must not be an ally. Besides, that stride And footsteps… Must be female… Age is in the early to mid 20’s… If this old man’s prediction is correct, he must be of mixed blood, either an elf or a vampire. Is this old man right?”
The old man was blind.
“You’re pretty accurate reasoning. Why don’t you try to find something else with that skill?”
Glaceon drew her sword, and the direction the tip of the sword was facing was the old man’s head. Nevertheless, the old man smiled and replied.
“Didn’t you already know that in the world, sins against the blade cannot be erased with that kind of thing? Glaceon, daughter of the House of Winterheart.”
“… How to get to my name?”
“That swordsmanship must have belonged to the Winterheart family… And since you’re the only half-blood in that age group, it’s no wonder…”
Glaceon started to get nervous. A huge tiger began to appear behind the old man, who had judged it to be only a few steps away.
“May I ask why such a powerful man is collaborating with an evil like the Black Round Table to bring a sword to the world?”
“You’re saying something stupid. If you want to rise to a higher position as a swordsman, it’s better to cut down the majority of the world than to cut through the few evils.
The old man was a man crazy about swords. He was a man who devoted his eyes, past, present, and future to a single sword. There was nothing special about him that bothered him. If he had to pick one thing that made him different from others, there would be only one.
“All that is required of a swordsman is the endless wildness. After cutting the bales, you want to cut down the trees, and after you have cut the trees, you want to cut down the rocks, and after you have cut the rocks, then people, then people, then the army, then the army. Isn’t it a swordsman’s instinct to want to cut the earth, then the sky, and then the sun?”
“You are completely mad.”
“Bulgwangbulgeup(不狂不及), there is also a state that can only be reached by being crazy. Do you think going crazy about something is so wrong?”
Glaceon was about to feel fear now. There was an old man in front of her who threw away everything except the sword and didn’t regret it.
“What a swordsman should hope for is neither wealth, nor honor, nor justice, nor revenge, but the transcendence of the realm. Compared to that, aren’t all other things less than garbage? A sword for protection? A sword for justice? To complete the mission. A sword for the sake of revenge? A sword for revenge? It’s all just nonsense from stagnant scum who have locked themselves in that purpose. A sword has no purpose. Only the instinct to reach a higher level should be left behind!”
Glaceon sighed and pulled out her twin swords. Those two swords were clearly different in quality from the shabby sword wielded by the old man. One was a demonic sword that killed countless demons and monsters and absorbed their souls, and the other was a sword of severe cold bestowed by the supreme god. In comparison, except for the fact that the old man’s black blade was well-forged, it was old and unattractive.
“This isn’t a fair match in terms of the quality of the sword. If so, would you like to borrow one? Or should I pick up a normal sword?”
“Don’t talk like rubbish. Moreover, preparing a great sword is also a swordsman’s skill. Taming a great sword is also a swordsman’s skill, but ignoring it is the same as saying that you will not fight with all your might.”
He was different from the other Black Round Tables. He wanted a confrontation with a purely strong man. Moreover, for a man whose only goal was to rise to a higher level, justice was worse than dog food.
“There were too many of these words. What should come and go between prosecutors is not about good and evil…”
Glaceon blocked the old man’s sword attack. It was a truly accurate, swift, and fierce blow. It’s a shame because he blocked it with two swords, otherwise the match would have ended in an even match.
“The sound of each other’s sword cutting the wind!”
So the two backed away and straightened their posture. However, Glaceon started introducing herself as if she thought it was right to reveal each other’s names before the confrontation.
“The daughter of the Winterheart family, and the fiancée of Werner Alton… Glaceon Winterheart, please teach me a lesson.”
The old man also responded in the same way because he was not a person who did not know how to look cool.
“Percival of the Black Round Table, a humble swordsman called the Phantom Sword… Biryeong, I beg you to make a meaningful confrontation.”
A shabby swordsman of unknown origin and a warrior from the north whose lineage was even brilliant collided. Numerous sword attacks, without even the slightest gap, aimed at each other’s necks and rushed at each other. Countless defenses, counters, and invisible tricks began a dialogue between swords.
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Airi and Camellia walked in the forest and started looking for their companions before the Spirit King. It was clear that the forest was not a safe zone, just by looking at the black round table soldiers walking around. Besides, it was something that might come out of the forest.
“I need to go and meet Master soon.”
“Yes, Werner, since he was a child, he was a terrible guinea pig. At least he must be wandering somewhere.”
In fact, Camellia was no exception, and Zeke’s entire party was a terrible cutlass. Maybe that’s why in the old days, it took more than a week to go to the next village.
“What kind of person was Master when he was young?”
“What can I say… He behaves like a cute child… but he didn’t have any qualms about taking a human’s life. Picking fish or animal heads was such a gross thing. Thanks to that, the troublesome grooming role was always our role. ?”
“It was like that when I lived with you. Maybe that’s why it’s always my role to pick fish or chicken heads…”
At that moment, a sense of incongruity passed through the two minds. A strange sense of incongruity, wondering if he might have been deceived.
“Well, I depended on your mother, Mediah, a lot. Your mother taught Werner a lot of things, and she always took care of things behind the scenes.”
“mother…”
“Well, I was closest to your mother… but I was also close, got a last name from Squa, once told Melissa that she was a rotten old woman and turned into a bear, followed Zeke like an older brother, learned manners from Ricardo. , I also robbed the thieves’ warehouse with Melchior, and the Heavenly Demon old man…”
As they talked about the old days and accelerated their way, both Camellia and Airi realized something was strange.
“… Airi, speaking of the forest ahead of here… It’s unnatural… isn’t it obviously strange?”
“Yes, unless you’re blind, you’ll notice right away.”
The plants around Airi and Camellia were all withered and dead. In particular, not a single blade of grass was left where the footprints were. Airi thought to herself of the culprit who killed Werner in her previous life.
‘No, there’s no way they’d be here… There’s no way they’d be here…’
The enemy who first brought her despair, the enemy with whom Werner had to risk her life to become friends, couldn’t have been there.
“This smell…”
Camellia seemed to smell something strange. However, he soon denied that possibility. It was too much nonsense for her to think about.
“No, that can’t be the case. Besides, looking at the footprints I stepped on barefoot, not shoes, it must be a demon in the form of a monkey.”
“If that’s the case, it’s going to be a big deal. Apparently, there’s no sign of a battle, but if it’s a monster that’s at a level where plants around it can cool off or die just by moving.”
“Hmm… Yes, I guess we have no choice but to proceed cautiously. And if the children encounter the monster, it’s over, so we might need to speed up a little more.”
“Yes, I think that’s good too.”
Who was really blind? Who was truly blind among those who, despite being blind, properly grasped the level and skill of the enemy in front of them and attacked them, and those who opened their eyes to rush to hell, unaware that the answer they denied so much was the right answer?