61 – 7.5 Huildam-Faverde.
Time passes differently depending on who you are with.
The time I spent alone didn’t pass at all. Maybe the world has stopped, Faberde often thought.
“But I finally made it.”
He managed to revive his vague memories and build graves for his colleagues.
After that, the tomb became Faberde’s only friend. She never gave her answer, but she decided to think so.
“Are you all well? I’m fine, so don’t worry.”
“……”
“When I came to my senses, I found myself lying in a place like this. How about there?”
“……”
“hehehe. Are you meeting the guys you really want to meet? I’m not interested in that kind of thing..”
“……”
He touched the scar on her face and forced her mouth up.
Even though he knew he wouldn’t hear her answer, Faber De couldn’t stop her from talking.
Because she was afraid.
Because the moment she stops talking, you will realize the reality.
57 Years have passed.
No, I’m not sure exactly how much time has passed. I can only guess by looking at the hatches drawn on the tree.
Faber De never stopped visiting her colleagues for even a single day. Because she had nothing to do.
For her first ten years, she was terribly lonely.
She felt like she would rather die. She doesn’t like being alone. Because it’s lonely alone.
No matter how strong she was, she couldn’t kill someone who was already dead.
Even in front of the graves of her colleagues, whom she visited every time, she no longer felt any emotion.
She was surprised at that fact.
“……That can’t be possible.”
I vowed to remember her for the rest of my life. Because they were people who died unjustly because of him.
She must never forget her comrades, even though the country has abandoned them. Because I promised that.
“Everyone died because of me. Let’s run away. If only I had said that one word..!! But now you’re going to conveniently forget everything? Me?”
Her fear of being left alone turned into her terrible loneliness, and her terrible loneliness turned into her disgust with herself.
Faverde smiled bitterly at the mirror.
“Ah, hehehehe…”
Here is the ugly man who drove her precious companions to death.
To protect her humble justice.
“I am truly disgusted with you.”
They are all blaming themselves.
The more Faber De thought about it, the more difficult it felt for her to breathe.
Faber De suffered from her guilt to the point that she forgot that her colleagues could not possibly blame her.
She was extremely resentful of her body, which could not die no matter how much she committed suicide.
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That day she walked aimlessly to find a new place to commit suicide.
That day she met Dyers. She couldn’t forget that day as much as she did.
Christina too.
.
The more I taught, the more I liked Dyers.
Although he is not a genius who knows ten things if you tell him one thing, he tries to master one thing perfectly.
That tenacity has never faded compared to her school days in Pa Verde.
Dyers probably doesn’t know.
How difficult it was to keep the corners of his mouth from turning up every time I saw him practicing.
She was a genius.
As the daughter of a noble family, she was loved by the sword from her birth. That’s why she couldn’t understand Beomjae or Dunjae.
Faverde’s nickname, Hell Instructor, comes from such a gap in talent.
Why on earth can’t I swing my sword like this?
How can you fight with such an ineffective attitude?
Why? Why?
Most of the trainees were hurt by Faberde’s words and actions and ran away.
She pretended not to
But she also wasn’t very happy with her nickname ‘Hell Instructor’.
“Is that all he can do? Trainee A has no talent.”
At first, I thought Dyers would be no different from them.
“Yes. I can only do this much right now.”
“Huh..?”
It was different.
“But tomorrow your posture will be better. When it turns to sand, your lower body will feel more stable. And after a week, that scarecrow will be broken.”
“Is this just a bluff? It’s impossible for a beginner to destroy this scarecrow in a week. You can beat it all week.”
“Yes. If it takes just that much damage, it will be destroyed. That’s how I calculated it too.”
“…Hmph. Let’s try it.”
Despite being pointed out about his weak talent, Dyers was never intimidated or angry. He just repeats the training of lifting the sword and striking it down.
Although Faber De liked that kind of appearance for some reason, he did not like her.
“You really did it.”
In the end, everything came true as he said.
You can see the smashed scarecrow and the fallen Dyers at the same time.
Diers, who achieved his goal without fail, smiled brighter than ever. At best, he only smiled slightly, but he approached Pa Verde differently.
“Phew… Ugh.. Ugh.. Haa.. Faberde.. Are you here?”
“Why on earth would you do something like that?”
I was curious.
What makes this man act like this?
Dyers, who was on the verge of fainting, barely managed to exhale and answered.
As soon as she finished speaking, it was natural for her big eyes to get even bigger.
“…Because I want to look good to you, hahahaha.”
“……What?”
“Cool..”
“…..What nonsense.”
Dyers, who had used up all his strength, fainted.
By all means, towards her knees.
Faverde was extremely embarrassed.
What was embarrassing for her was that she didn’t know what she was embarrassed about.
For some reason, looking at the trainee’s face makes me feel warm.
What is it? Why are you doing this?
This is something she has never experienced in her life.
It is clear that Trainee A used some kind of trick.
When I gently touched his chest, he was already upset.
Forcing herself to ignore her heart, which had begun to pump of its own accord, Faber De glared at her own student.
“Cool…”
“…Whew.”
As she sleeps peacefully, her eyes naturally lose strength. Faberde felt something very unfair.
I’m not sure because she wasn’t interested in men during her lifetime, but Trainee A’s appearance matched Pa Verde’s tastes perfectly. She just didn’t realize it.
“….Okay.”
She gently smoothed Dyers’ hair.
Her face looked like that of the husband’s brother, but inside she was a man like a solid wall.
Even the instructor himself cannot tell the depth of how strong the wall is.
“It was cool. Howlan Dyers.”
Faberde felt that she had done well to come to this world for the first time. She
Is it because she met Dyers?
.
Time passes differently depending on who you are with.
After he came, the time that did not last long passed by faster than the rain of the monsoon season.
Dyers has grown noticeably. So much so that he no longer needs himself.
From around that time, Faberde began to be jealous of his student.
He was just a soul who died miserably, but he was a living person with a bright future ahead of him.
“What does trainee A want to do when he gets out of here?”
“Suddenly? Well… I should meet the woman I love and live happily. There are about five of them…”
She was somehow jealous of Dyers, who would leave her one day, and could not bear it.
“Can’t we do more?”
“What are you going to do when you’re this weak?”
“Trainee A is by far the worst student I have ever taught.”
“If I’d known you weren’t this talented, I wouldn’t have taught you.”
I shouldn’t have done that.
As the days passed, Faberde’s harsh words grew stronger. No matter how hard Dyers tried, she just scolded him with an expression of dissatisfaction.
“I’m sorry. I should have done better.”
Nevertheless, Dyers always smiled. Every time Faber De saw that smile, her heart seemed to be touched. So she pushed him even further.
Even after hearing her harsh words, he still acted as if it was natural to take care of her. Finely folded laundry, simple yet simple meals.
As time went on, Faberde’s jealousy grew bigger and bigger.
“Dyers, I…”
I finally realized it now that he was gone.
He wasn’t jealous of Dyers’ growing strength.
He was not jealous because he was a living person different from himself and was guaranteed a bright future.
“I guess I wanted you to stay by my side…”
I was hoping Dyers wouldn’t leave.
I was anxious. I’m afraid he will leave me.
I was afraid. Dyers said he was afraid he would smile at a woman other than himself.
It was scary.
I am afraid that Dyers will suddenly disappear one day.
Nevertheless, he could not admit it because of his petty pride.
Even without Trainee A, he thought that he had lived well from the beginning and that he had endured well.
The anxiety I felt while watching Dyers growing up was not jealousy or anything like that.
He wielded a sword better than anyone else, but he didn’t know how to express his feelings, so he got angry at him.
Trainee A was hurt by Dyers. That fact makes his heart hurt as if it had been stabbed by an awl.
A few weeks after Dyers disappeared, Faberde cooked and ate curry.
I worked hard to make it according to the recipe he left behind. Her table was also wiped clean.
“Now. Dyers, eat it first. Ah.”
She held out her spoon towards her statue. The statue was also left behind by Dyers.
When there was no response from her, he smiled bitterly, as if she was used to it. Soon Faber De took a bite of her curry.
I couldn’t feel any taste.
It’s not just that it’s tasteless, there’s no such thing as ‘taste’ at all.
“Now that I think about it… Since when did I start to taste food?”
After being confined for 57 years, the taste of food has long been lost.
Joy, sadness, pain, loneliness.
We just pay tribute at the graves of our comrades every day.
Since when did I feel joy?
Since when did I feel joy?
Since when, since when.
“hehehe…Heuhuh…”
It’s strange. Today must have been a sunny day, but I can’t see what’s ahead, as if it’s raining.
As the water droplets fall to the ground, I finally realize the identity of my anxiety.
Dyers was my world.
Everything had meaning because of him.
Then the world without him has no meaning to me.
So, I felt so anxious every time I saw him growing up.
And now for me.
There’s nothing left.
Faverde impulsively put the sword in his hand. Even though his blood was dripping, he felt no pain.
Because he was already dead.
Faverde impulsively threw the statue.
If we couldn’t meet, I would rather forget.
Her hand was shaking as she threw the statue.
She trembled like a cat caught in the rain by Faber De, who had never been defeated by an army of thousands.
Only a statue.
“I… What have I done… Uh…?”
An old piece of paper came out between the broken statues.
It must have been left behind by Dyers.
-It wouldn’t be a bad idea to go here once.
Faverde always gave him a little bit of free time.
It is said that there was a place Dyers always went to at that time.
She ran without even breathing. She ran and ran like crazy.
What is the last thing he left behind?
No matter what, it will be better than now.
Finally arrived.
Vast green grass fields and huge towering stones.
It doesn’t seem to be anything special, so why did I write about this place?
Feeling puzzled, Faberde walked in the opposite direction.
It didn’t take long for her to realize why.
His traces were left intact on the huge stone.
A prosecutor speaks with his sword.
It was definitely taught that way.
Faber De could not close her eyes. She couldn’t close her eyes. He didn’t want to close his eyes.
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His traces left on the stone.
My
Master.
Snow 膚花容.
She was she.
It was her portrait.
Faverde holding a sword and taking a ready stance.
He put so much effort into it that even his hair seems to be alive and breathing.
Dyers drew a picture of his teacher with a sword.
I read the text ‘My teacher’, but I couldn’t read the text below it.
Could it be the language of the countries in the east?
Her eyes that had lost focus began to fill up again.
“Dyers.”
I thought there was nothing left now.
No.
The sculptures, paintings, and memories with Dyers remain.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them and looked at her again from above.
It was like she was looking at herself in a mirror.
Faber De no longer hated herself.
It felt rather beautiful.
Because her own student, Dyers, made it so.
She didn’t want to hesitate any longer.
Faberde posed her according to her own portrait painted on her rock.
She burst out laughing.
It was a refreshing smile that was no longer fishy.
“If the world prevents me from meeting you…”
“All you have to do is destroy the world.”
“All I had to do was destroy it.”
With a single strike of the sword, the earth splits and the mountain collapses.
Even though he had not trained in swordsmanship for a long time, not a single sword became dull. That’s the captain, Rosten’s hero Faverde.
“Wait.”
If you even have an impure relationship with the opposite s*x, you will be tied up and locked in a room.
For the rest of your life, look only at yourself. Because that is the duty of a disciple.
“I’ll go see you soon.”
Staring at a world that is nothing short of hateful, with sage-blue eyes.
Thinking of the person I miss, I close my eyes again and focus on the sword.
I am determined to destroy everything that stands in the way of meeting my disciple.
She raised her sword again.
[Faver Dery-Rampant Dance].
Everything around is shattered to pieces. Still, it fell short of destroying the world.
She lifted the sword again.