72 – Revolutionary Corps-2
“What’s wrong all of a sudden?”
Six seemed to be thinking deeply about something.
“Why so suddenly?”
“When you were young… no.”
He knows very well how to piss people off.
“Tell me the end, what were you trying to say?”
“Have you ever heard of number 17?”
You know, isn’t that the name I had when I was little?
I could sense that Six was asking the question with great care.
Unless it’s #17, as Six thought, it’s impossible to answer this question properly, and you won’t get any additional information.
‘how will we do it?’
It was a question that was presumed to some extent, so I was able to keep my expression.
The fact that his name was Six, his spearmanship that was almost similar to the spearmanship he had learned, and even his reaction upon hearing my name, were all rough predictions, so I was not taken aback.
‘It’s better not to reveal…’
“That’s right, are you number 17?”
“What are you talking about?”
He struggled to keep his voice from becoming tinged with embarrassment.
“Are you still not able to fix your childhood habits? If you want to act, you have to do it properly. Someone asked a question, but you don’t make an expression to remember it and still keep that expression?”
“This is my habit. I don’t have to show my feelings out there.”
“That habit is the number 17 I know. How long has it been since this?”
Six tapped me on the shoulder. His hands were full of resentment.
“Hasn’t the facility been really messed up since you and No. 1 disappeared? They’ve been looking for a long time to see if some crazy guy broke in and why he took just the two of you. In the end, it turned out that No. 1 was the culprit, though.”
“How have you guys been? Why is the facility like this?”
“It was scrapped after the ruler took over the city in earnest. It’s a place that only eats money and is useless for nothing.”
“I guess I managed to leave a test subject like you?”
At my words, Six shook his head.
“Of course I tried to kill them all, because it was classified information.”
weird. I must have heard that a younger sister is conducting an artificial arousal experiment in another city,
‘Isn’t this here?’
“Looks like you’ve survived.”
“If it weren’t for Lee Soo-ah, everyone would have died. A few people barely survived because she showed off her abilities to the fullest and caught the attention of the ruler.”
“… Really? How is Lee Soo-ah doing now?”
“Perhaps he died? Since he’s a high-ranking spiritual Awakener, even if he’s completely hidden away, he’ll definitely die once he’s caught the ruler’s eyes.”
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No, he’s mingling with the crowd over there and watching us?
“When was that time?”
“It’s been a little over 10 years. I think it’s been 13 years?”
Doesn’t this kid have a facial recognition disorder? That’s enough to recognize Lee Soo-ah’s face…
“You and Lee Soo-ah were pretty close, right?”
“Yes it was.”
“It’s unfortunate…”
The atmosphere became somber.
“Still, I hope he’s not alive.”
“uh?”
“If he’s alive, there’s a very good chance he’s the head of the fanatics right now. He’s a far cry from being a friend, but I don’t want to fight the man who saved us.”
That’s an accurate guess.
“Isn’t that why we have to fight? It’s a revolutionary group for that.”
“Of course I have to fight, I just don’t want to, life in the world doesn’t go the way I want.”
Perhaps Six is assuming the possibility that Lee Soo-ah is still alive.
It’s just that it’s not a high probability, so I’m not trying to deny it.
“They’ve all gone back, now I’ll guide you on what to do.”
“For your reference, the other kids who came with me aren’t very smart compared to you.”
“It’s good to have high-level personnel, but they’re so good that I don’t know where to deploy them, and training won’t be very meaningful.”
Six held his chin as if struggling.
-Tiririling!!
Then a small bell rang throughout the facility.
“I think the swordsman came.”
“Sword Saint?”
“Our S-class Awakener’s nickname, because he handles the sword amazingly well.”
As if his words were true, the door to Room A-3 opened shortly thereafter.
It was a woman with striking black hair. The eyes were inside the wall, but the eyes themselves were so blue that it felt like life was flowing through them, but the eyes were reticent and quiet, so I didn’t get the impression that they were afraid.
“Are you here?”
The woman called the Sword Saint silently nodded.
“You’re a bit reticent.”
But isn’t this a big deal? Even Ha-yeon and Lee Soo-ah couldn’t hide their momentum against an S-class Awakener at this close range…
As expected, Geomseong looked at Ha-yeon and Lee Soo-ah with a bewildered expression.
“These are newcomers, non-Awakened, but quite outstanding.”
Does Six have any thoughts after seeing that expression? He introduced us very cheerfully.
I swallowed one bite out of nervousness, but fortunately Geomseong didn’t seem to have any intention of revealing the identities of Ha-yeon and Su-ah.
‘But why are you staring at me so ferociously?’
The eyes of the swordsman were fixed on me, not on Hayeon or Sua.
I wondered if he was looking at Six nearby, but it was clear that he was looking at me from the angle or from his emotions.
‘No, what did I do wrong?’
Did I do anything to displease her in this brief moment?
“Sword Saint-sama? Did something unpleasant happen?”
At Six’s one word, the swordsman briefly turned his head left and right.
Then he looked at me and pointed at my dagger with the sword hanging from his waist.
‘Can’t I just say it? What do you want?’
“Looks like the Sword Master is trying to teach you something?”
“Did you just see it for the first time?”
“I couldn’t figure out your skills at once because I lacked skills, but Sword Master must have figured out your skills,”
Looking back, the sword personality was nodding his head.
‘Is he quiet?’
“S-class awakened people and non-awakened people… isn’t the difference in weight class too big?”
“It’s okay. Sword Saint-nim can match your physical abilities almost the same as you, so he probably won’t even use magic.”
Should I do it then?
I held the dagger and looked at the sword castle.
‘That can’t be the case, his alias is the Sword Master,’
Even with these thoughts, I was conceited.
Until now, on the premise that mana was not used, there was only one person I had defeated until now, the Heavenly Demon.
I was under the delusion that even if I couldn’t win, a good match would be possible.
It took less than 10 seconds for me to be defeated by the Sword Saint.
Because I couldn’t even put my sword together properly, I fell in an instant and the sword was pointed at my neck.
It was clear how it was lost.
My unnecessarily high body vision read all of her movements, and I thought of an appropriate response and responded.
I thought it was a good enough cop, but she was in a much higher place than me.
It wasn’t even fast.
It wasn’t even strong.
It was just that his skills were superior to mine.
The blow I calculated desperately was neutralized with a few twists of the sword, and I blocked it using the most appropriate method for each and every response I took.
A feeling of defeat that I hadn’t felt in a long time covered my entire body.
He grabbed the dagger again and marked 1 with his index finger.
She just nodded without speaking.
‘request.’
This time, the Sword Saint charged at me first.
There was no extraneousness in each gait, each movement of the sword.
Every step of hers was quick while still being able to switch to a sword-wielding stance at any moment.
She swung her sword as soon as I came into range.
It seems like a simple swing, but I’ve seen countless changes in that sword.
If I simply lifted the dagger to block it, the sword would quickly change and pierce my throat.
Knowing that, I brought the dagger to her sword blade.
I was able to read her ever-changing sword path, and at last, her sword and my dagger were able to engage.
I couldn’t be relieved that I had blocked her sword attack just this much. As soon as swords clashed, her sword naturally flowed and was preparing for the next attack.
With his right hand holding the dagger hit the other persona, he extended his left hand and punched her chin.
Although it was easily dodged, I was able to break her stance a little, and she was able to safely shed her sword.
-You’re weird.
A certain doctor came through in my head.
It was a very peculiar feeling. It was different from the feeling of hearing a language. It was like shooting her doctor into my brain.
-Does your bastard even have two minds?
feel good
Without saying a word, I swung the dagger at her.
As she grabbed my arm and tried to carry me, I reversed it and pinned her to the ground.
In the meantime, I tried to block the sword that was aiming at my neck again, but I was holding her with one hand, so my strength was a bit lacking.
In the end, I put down the dagger as the point of the sword was again aimed at the neck.
‘My calculations are wrong…’
When I let her go and put some distance, she was looking at me with a different, approving expression.