Episode 112
“Hmm.”
Kuberod drew a cool smile as he looked at Raon’s back as he was examining the sword.
‘The world does not stand still.’
While living as a blacksmith, I met countless uninhabited men. From the uninhabited, who is called a genius at a young age, to the absolutes who formed a family and stood at the center of the world.
Each one of them gave an unforgettable impression, but the guy in front of me was different.
‘It’s not about strength.’
That helplessness at the age of 15. It is clear that it is great, but if you search a wide continent, a few people may come out.
But the bowl they have is different.
Just like a blacksmith makes a sword by beating a blunt piece of iron, that child was sharpening his heart and holding his sword.
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Nearby is the day of the new swordsman. From afar, he had an auspicious temperament that could even achieve the sword of the mind.
‘It’s only possible after reaching the Master’s… .’
Raon’s strength is roughly expert. I don’t know how only my mind got to that level after breaking through so many walls.
“Sieghard will make the world cry once more.”
Kuberod mumbled that he wanted to see the fun world and drank again. An interesting guest came, and the cheap drinks were sweet.
woo woo.
I lowered the bottle and raised my head at the sudden vibration.
“uh?”
The red dagger on the table howled, and Raon reached out towards it.
“Come on, wait.”
Don’t touch that. I don’t know why the sword in the corner is there.
“stop!”
He screamed urgently, but the red dagger was already held tightly in Raon’s grasp.
“Damn it!”
“Aww!”
Kuberod jumped up and took Dorian, who had stood stunned, back.
“Why, why are you here? I didn’t mean to pick two. I’m really trying to pick just one… .”
“Do you see it over there?”
“uh? what is that dagger? What is that energy… .”
Dorian swallowed dry saliva. A strange red light was blooming like a haze from the dagger in Raon’s hand.
“It is a sword.”
“Yo, is it a magic sword?”
A magical sword is a bizarre and demanding sword. It was an object that contained negative emotions and tried to control the person holding the sword.
“shit.”
Kuberod bit his lip. Since the child who had not yet fully recovered his mind picked up the yogi of the sword, he almost became more easily tainted with the yogi of the sword.
“You must stop before the yogi hits your head! Coward. Pull out your sword!”
“uh… .”
Holding the hammer next to him, he urged Dorian. But the guy didn’t pull out his sword and just tilted his head.
“What are you doing! If you don’t stop now, it’ll be dangerous… .”
“No, there is no need to stop. Do you look the same as usual?”
“What? Shedding yogi like that… ok?”
Kuberod opened his mouth. It is true that it is full of yogi. Because it was blooming very vigorously.
However, the yogi only spread around the sword and could not even approach Raon.
hey hey!
The swordsman howled once more. It wasn’t a bizarre swordsman like before, it was like the scream of a dog on a leash.
“Are you okay?”
At those words, Raon, who was looking at the dagger, raised his head. Bright red eyes. Her eyes were so clear that she didn’t think she was possessed by a yogi.
“It’s nothing. But this dagger is no ordinary thing.”
“her… .”
Kuberod sighed and sat back.
“You, what are you really doing?”
* * *
-dare.
Lars’s voice sank so dry that it was creepy.
– Aiming at the possessive body of the main king in the subject of a low-grade insect.
He aroused sincere anger. The blazing blue cold air mercilessly suppressed the yogi that soared from the dagger.
hey hey!
The dagger was crushed by Rath’s cold and screamed.
– I’m going to smashed it all!
Lars pushed the cold air thinly sliced like a spear knife into the dagger. It seemed to kill the sword itself.
‘stop.’
-What?
‘Go there.’
-because! He’s trying to steal the king’s food! If it wasn’t for the main king, you would have been eaten by the dagger’s yogi!
‘I’m not your prey, and without you, this sword won’t work.’
– You’re looking at Yogi so funny. It’s true that this guy can’t even reach the tip of the king’s toes, but for humans… .
‘You couldn’t even pierce me, will something like this pierce me?’
-100 million… .
Lars’ anger stopped at once. I kept my mouth open, not knowing what to say.
‘Right? So just leave it alone.’
– Tea, it’s very painful to say. You will never die gracefully. For thousands of years, the main king chewed and ate and ate… .
“What is this dagger?”
– Listen!
Raon ignored Ras, who started talking, and approached Kuberod.
“That, that… .”
Kuberod looked at himself and the dagger alternately with absurd eyes and sighed.
“It was a failure I made. Like I said before, it’s a magic sword.”
“Sword. It definitely felt yogi.”
“It wasn’t that it spewed out, but it would have been trying to swallow your body.”
“It was bearable.”
“her… .”
He told the truth, but Kuberod let out a moan that seemed to be incomprehensible.
“A yogi is a sword imbued with yogi. Simply put, the negative emotions of humans reside in the sword. In that sword… .”
Kuberod bit his lip and continued.
“The grudge is young. A grudge that is sticky enough to be bitter.”
“Can you explain?”
“Sit down.”
Kuberod pointed to the chair in front of the table. Raon nodded and sat down on the chair.
“Hey, can I hear you?”
Dorian pulled a soft chair out of his stomach pocket and leaned back.
“There is a small town in the south called Siren. Othello was the home of good people who held the tree sacred.”
It’s a town you know It is a small town that is slightly outside the sphere of influence of the Robert family, and the people are good and there are few doubts, so it was used as an escape route.
“The white blood sects came to the village.”
“White blood… .”
Raon narrowed his eyes.
‘It must be them.’
The White Blood Church is a large religious group belonging to Oma along with Eden and the North and South Korea.
Based on the first doctrine of staining the continent with white blood, they are a group of crazy people who attack everything in the world.
“Then Siren Village… .”
“No one survived. Half died on the spot, and half was kidnapped and taken somewhere. He even cut down the tree of Othello, which is said to be the spirit of the village. All that was left was white blood.”
The place where the white blood cult took place was not red blood, but white blood soaked the earth. It was one of their spells.
“This sword is made from the fragments of the meteorite I had and the branches of Othello that were left there.
Kuberod looked at the dagger in Raon’s hand with shaky eyes.
“You mean the sword?”
“okay. Instead of a memorial to me, I tried to comfort the souls of the victims with this sword. However… .”
As if thinking about it, Kuberod grabbed his temple and frowned.
“As soon as it was completed, the white swordsman and swordsman were dyed red. Contrary to my opinion, the resentment of the villagers of Shiren was contained within that sword. It is a grudge that is too much to bear.”
“exactly.”
Leon nodded his head. As he said, the sword was imbued with a tremendous yogi. Had it not been for him, he would have been possessed by this yogi and wielded his sword.
“There was a saying that good people are scared when they get angry, but I didn’t expect it to be this much. Even the people called the strong couldn’t stand the yogi, so I had to keep it, and I don’t understand how you can hold it.”
“Well… .”
I pulled the dagger from its sheath. Not only the scabbard and swordsman, but even the blade of the sword was dyed bright red. As if to remember the grudge of that day.
Woo woo woo!
The red sword vibrated and the yogi began to spread. A more vicious and sympathetic energy than when contained in the scabbard was creeping up on the back of his hand.
Chee hee!
Raon operated the Ring of Fire. The five rings that sway the heart resonated, raising the level of existence.
Chiing!
The dagger yogi began to scream as if pushed by Lass, under his own pressure.
“her! Really.”
Kuberod’s eyes fluttered like a ship hit by blue.
‘He is like an onion.’
I thought I’ve seen this much, but when I look at it again, it shows a different side. He had not yet obtained the qualifications to be a prosecutor, and it was not thought that he was a child who had not yet reached an adulthood.
“The sword created to comfort the soul is hoping for revenge. So I can’t even use it as a memorial service. I was working on a seal, but I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”
“Did you say that about half were kidnapped earlier?”
“okay. The white blood cult usually kills half on the spot and half kidnaps them. There were only half the bodies of the original villagers there.”
Raon cried as if it was unfair, and looked down at the jaunty dagger and closed his eyes.
A childhood that I can’t even remember anymore. He himself had been kidnapped by Robert’s humans.
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Not to that extent, they were all even dead, so they must have had more grudges than they did.
woo woo.
Hearing the weeping dagger’s cries, it was as if he was scratching his chest with rough sandpaper.
“I.”
Raon opened his eyes again and looked down at the dagger.
“There is a lot of work to be done. It’s hard to help you get your revenge because there’s not enough time to accomplish it. But if you ever run into a leukemia, I will do what you want.”
The cries of the dagger began to subside.
“Will you come with me?”
The dagger’s cries ceased. He shook his sword as if thinking.
Woo woo woo!
The biggest cry ever erupted from the dagger. The yogi has flowed out, but it is not as harmful as before.
Chewy!
A sound that resonates with a spinning ring of fire. It was a clean sword.
“Huh, sword name?”
Kuberod saw the dagger and Raon that fired a cool sword and jumped back from the chair.
“I will choose this one.”
Raon smiled and put the dagger into its sheath.
“Hey, are you going to take it?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Hey, this is the first time someone dares to take a legendary weapon.”
Contrary to the word absurd, Kuberod’s expression looked cool and satisfied.
– What is it? You’re going to pick that bastard?
‘okay.’
– He’s a parasite! To put a parasite in your body that targets the real king! Are you crazy!
‘It’s a parasite… .’
Raon looked down at Las with puffy eyes.
– What! Why are you looking at the main king with such stern eyes!
‘I don’t think there is much difference between one or two parasites.’
-Ki, two parasites? parasitism… . no way! Are you talking about the king now?
‘That’s right. You were aiming for my body like this sword.’
– You’re crazy! As the lord of anger, the main king is the lord of the entire northern part of the demon realm… .
‘no. It’s a monarch, and it’s a giral. It’s true that I’m stuck after failing to aim for my body.’
– Everything, are you stuck? main king? Whoa! Raon Sieghard! There is no hole in your mouth to spit it all out! This is the first insult since the birth of the king!
‘I’m running, so don’t tell me.’
Raon left Lass running wild and turned his head to Kuberod.
“What is the name of this sword?”
“It was a sword made from the beginning as a memorial, so I didn’t name it.”
“Then can I build it?”
“Did you think of anything?”
“The father-in-law said he wanted to comfort the villagers. Requiem. I would like to call it Requiem Sword.”
“It is a requiem sword that sheds yogi. It’s odd.”
He smiled and stood up.
“Take it. Just keep what you said before.”
“of course. As long as I bear Sieghard’s name, I’ll keep bumping into Oma.”
“Wow, the sword. Getting a magic sword… .”
Dorian was chewing a cookie while wearing strange glasses, as if he had had an interesting sight.
“thank you.”
Raon wore the Requiem Sword behind his waist and bowed his head to Kuberod.
“What are you doing?”
“Yes?”
“I have to pick a sword.”
“no… .”
“I said I would give you a sword. I didn’t say I’d give you a dagger.”
“ah… .”
He seemed to be giving himself a sword.
“Are you really going to give me a sword?”
“You don’t have to support it. That’s all a craftsman wants from a swordsman.”
Kuberod handed him the sword he was looking at carefully earlier.
“I’ll go to Sieghard to see the Balkan guy later, so don’t be harsh.”
“of course. Our family cooks well. I will definitely treat you.”
“Don’t expect it.”
“I will never forget this grace. thank you.”
“What is grace?”
The two smiled warmly like the sunlight shining through the alley.
“then.”
Raon bowed his head and left the forge. As I was about to leave the alley, I heard Dorian’s voice from inside.
“I haven’t picked me yet!”