Chapter 135
death (2)
Take Kang Hyuk’s sword.
Use Lee Yoo-ra’s secret skill.
I am strong when I use someone else’s.
But, that’s all.
I am the one who robs others of their efforts and talents.
Because they are greedy predators.
* * *
The sword and the sword cross.
Sparks flew in all directions from the place where the smelted iron balls collided.
It shattered right in front of my face, right in front of my nose, on the back of Lee Yoo-ra’s arm.
The touch of it, which contained a red color, was stinging just by looking at it.
Lee Yoo-ra asks me.
Both of her eyes were shining.
I’m not talking about magic power.
vitality.
If you are alive, you must have everything.
It was full of it.
Uncomfortable.
Why?
It is clear that all living things are alive and have their own energy.
I felt uncomfortable looking at Lee Yoo-ra’s eyes.
It’s not emotional.
Because I’ve had this feeling before.
It was a physiological repulsion based on memory.
I don’t remember. I’m sure I know the cause of the displeasure I feel from her, but the back of my head feels tight as if one part of my head is blocked.
Lee Yoo-ra tells me
“Geumtaeyang, what are you swinging your sword for?”
she asks me
“How much weight does your sword carry?”
ah… … .
“How many names have you engraved on your chest?”
The sword bounced off the sword soars high into the sky.
I found Lee Yoo-ra’s sword aiming at my face.
I hurriedly threw my head back to avoid her attack.
Her blade passed right in front of me, and my face was instantly reflected in the smooth silver paint.
Oh, I guess I know a little bit.
The wind that parted on the day of Tao pressed against my face.
Using the lower half of the body, the body is fully leaned back and lifted up.
He kicked her chin with his toe.
I felt something heavy on my toes and straightened my posture.
Lee Yu-ra hesitated as she held her hand under her chin within sight.
Lee Yoo-ra’s right hand.
To be precise, she focused on the sword in her hand.
I can see the dark lumps clinging to the sword.
They were attached to Lee Yu-ra’s sword and reached out to the ground and pulled them out.
I looked at Lee Yoo-ra’s face again.
I could tell by looking at her sad expression.
Ah, I want to crush that handsome face.
What I didn’t like was Lee Yoo-ra’s expression.
I know her story too.
Well—there were heartbreaking things like this and that within the family.
I can’t lose because of that.
this kind of thing.
I don’t like it.
My thoughts have been this deep ever since I was young.
I live in a different world from you.
Playing drums and drums by himself… … .
I didn’t like that expression.
If the culprits you think are those lumps.
let me take it away
Because it is my nature to covet other people’s things.
Twisted the direction of the sword.
At the same time, the corners of the mouth are twisted.
“… … What are you curious about so much?”
Perhaps she didn’t like the answer that came out of my mouth, which had been silent for a long time, I could see her beautiful arms frowning.
“Is your Tao that heavy and handsome?”
There was a lull for a while, so I spat on the floor.
He lifted the Yeriel in his hand and waved it at her.
“Well, it must be obvious. It’s uncomfortable because I use a strange sword. Truly unmanned means not relying on equipment.”
“… … Even knowing that, do you intend to keep appearing in front of me like that?”
A smirk escaped from the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t force your opinion on others.”
Lee Yoo-ra flinched for a moment.
“If you want to do that, prove it.”
I fix Yeriel.
“That you were right. Prove that my ways are wrong and you are right. If you can’t… … .”
“… … .”
In the field of vision, Yeriel’s white blade shimmers.
A blade soaring diagonally blocked my left vision.
“… … Don’t make that face in front of me again.”
He glared at her with only half of his remaining eyes.
“… … A young bastard.”
Unmanned is the law without words.
Her sword, infinitely heavy, hit the top of my head.
* * *
Innocent has no words.
Half right, half wrong.
This is because their conversations are carried out through their bodies.
When they open their mouths during battle, they make sounds such as mean and cowardly, so they convey their martial arts with meaning.
There was a lot of emotion in her fiercely swaying Tao.
Even though I said it because I didn’t like it, the weight contained there was never something to be taken lightly.
but.
unfortunately for her
This final is not a ‘first’ for me.
I remembered her sword aiming at my neck.
Even then she said the same thing.
I didn’t feel right at the time.
If Yura, who was confined within a rectangular screen at most, said that, there was no way it would reach me completely.
She didn’t pay attention to the way she wielded the sword for her own purpose – not to be defeated.
Because I was busy scanning her face that filled the still screen.
-Geumtaeyang, what are you swinging your sword for?
While playing the game, I quietly talked to myself.
“Is there a reason why you’re swinging to proceed?”
That was all.
Then she moves herself and asks me again.
threw a tantrum at me
It can’t be a really nasty troublesome lady.
No matter how active a woman is, she’s too attached to her.
Inside the screen, she was weightless.
Even if another scene is placed on top of the scene, the previous scene is already hidden from view by the new one.
To express it in terms of weight, at most one piece of paper for one scene is enough.
It has no weight.
Since the weight of the horse is light, the answer must also be as light as paper that flutters when the wind blows.
However, not now.
[I will ask again.]
The attack is meek. I urge you to answer quietly.
[Where is your sword pointing?]
Her Tao crossing over my head is heavy.
It’s heavy, and blocking is overpowering.
That’s why my answer also becomes heavy.
‘I’m heading towards the names engraved on your chest.’
At the same time as the answer, he pushes away the sword and seizes the power.
Seeing my fist, Yura covered her stomach with her left arm to protect it and fell back.
I ran towards her without stopping.
‘If the things engraved on your chest are the essence of despair, I will covet them as if it were natural.’
blow.
clogged
Does not matter.
It wasn’t Lee Yu-ra that I was aiming for, it was a by-product of the emotions attached to her Tao.
I could see a lump coming off.
It was the size of a child’s fist and seemed confused when it saw me and Lee Yoo-ra, who had similar energy.
Soon after, it ran towards me and clung to my shoulder.
‘That’s greedy…’ … .’
The next attack comes.
I learned from watching other people’s venom.
It would be no different from the number of hearts put on the tip of the sword.
‘That’s me.’
A sheet of paper blows in the wind.
Even if ten sheets are overlapped, it is no different.
No matter how many chapters are gathered, the fundamentals do not change.
‘Honestly, it doesn’t matter what kind of past you have.’
However.
Become a hundred chapters.
When it becomes a thousand chapters.
You can feel the weight.
‘Did you ask why I wield a sword?’
As a bundle, it soon became heavier than the child’s heart clinging to her Tao.
If what adds to her Tao is her heart and name.
What supports my sword are thousands and tens of thousands of sheets of paper – scenes.
‘I swing my sword to get something new.’
one per blow.
The lump clinging to her falls off.
I could see the teeth of the sword that defended my attack were bruised.
Every time the sword is swung, paper flies after it.
In the screen, it is a scene where Lee Yu-ra wields a sword.
The more I wielded the sword, the more my sword resembled hers, and as time passed, the slanted weight gradually began to become parallel.
‘Did you ask how much weight my sword weighed?’
In the middle of a game, he recalled a scene from the past that would have been dismissed as a boring scene.
Adding the current weight to the scene that came to mind, I extracted the impression she must have felt.
eat one heart
Contrary to the impression that seemed to be chewy, it is wet and dripping as it touches the front teeth.
It is the taste of seasoning with a savory taste.
The degree of hitting my head has changed from ‘infinitely heavy’ to ‘heavy’.
The attack continued, saying that it was the reason why I did not feel my change.
then eat the heart
It melted the moment it touched your mouth, and the expression of drinking rather than chewing and swallowing was more appropriate.
They are the tears of a child that soaked the pillow overnight.
It was the same salty taste as the previous one, but it tasted like licking salt.
It was the kind of thing that made the facial muscles frown.
The sword that cut through my waist has changed from ‘heavy’ to ‘heavy’.
Lee Yoo-ra’s expression, feeling strange, hardened little by little… … .
swallow one heart
It has a fishy smell mixed with iron. It’s the familiar smell of blood.
spit out one impression
It was the most heartfelt.
‘Things that are heavy’ soon become ‘things that require effort.’
… … Soon, by the time the heart to be extracted from Lee Yu-ra disappeared, this sword overpowered her sword.
‘At least I have as much as you have.’
A look of astonishment flashed across Lee Yoo-ra’s calm face.
“A name engraved on my chest?”
He leaned close to her and whispered in her ear.
“Sorry, I haven’t had it yet.”
My heart is so petty that it’s not enough to put my heart into it.
A fluttering scene unfolded ‘charrreuk’.
Those that drew the next and the next eventually became ‘one side of the video’.
[In the video, Lee Yu-ra lowers her posture.]
My posture also lowered.
Because of this, he hurriedly lowered his posture.
You can see her center of gravity lowering.
[Contract the muscles of the whole body.]
With this, I became the bow to shoot the sword, and I hung the bowstring.
I already made a protest, but I was in a hurry because I couldn’t do it properly, which is why I started hastily.
After taking a deep breath, Lee Yoo-ra in the video opened her mouth.
[If you can shoot a single ball accurately.]
As if pulling a taut string, I pulled back my right arm that was holding the handle of the sword.
The whitish white color that had been burning along the sword body began to gather at the tip of the sword.
I could see Lee Yu-ra biting her lower lip hard enough to bleed.
[It is enough to become a god of war.]
The blazing white soon began to take on a ‘form’.
It’s not perfect yet, but I’ve definitely seen a straight straight line.
I put my left hand on the imperfect thing.
ride
Light grayish white smoke sizzled.
As if resisting the crackling sound, he pressed the tip of his sword even harder.
My left palm feels sore and torn.
At a glance, I could see the sword master standing up in the audience in the distance.
A look of astonishment crossed his face.
He was taken aback for a moment by the gazes around him, then sat down again.
If there is a difference from the life saver he always used, it must be the weight of the sword.
This moment when I was able to fully put my emotions into the sword.
I understood the end of life perfectly.
When I understood, I laughed out loud.
Thinking so, I fired the sword-emotion-.
The white flash that flew like a beam of light collided with Lee Yu-ra’s sword.
A brilliant whitish color engulfed the arena.