9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 480

Episode 480

Episode 154. The end and now there is no new world. The new dimension, which could have been the only resting place for colored beings, has completely disappeared. Without a single life going there.

Risol’s punctured body, which had lost both arms, was gradually blurring. As Yuma, who had been supporting the new world, disappeared, the second coming of Hwa began to accelerate.

“Haha… In the end, this is the ending.”

Risol said to herself as she looked at her body, which was slowly becoming transparent.

What could be the problem? The thought passed by, but now it was meaningless. What did he really miss in the last 120,000 time retrogrades?

I was born in a dream and had a mission.

Even when he didn’t know that he was just a dream, and when he realized that he was nothing more than a dream, his mission to maintain the world remained unchanged.

Just as no existence is just ‘born in the world’ is not wrong.

Even if it was only Haider’s dream, it was hard to see that the great wizard Rizol, who had lived for the greater good, was nothing but hypocrisy.

However, his biggest fault was that he existed for too long.

In the beginning, Risol followed the existing order of the world, but at some point he made his own order. The time to die has passed and the time to disappear has been missed.

In other words, the opportunity to live like a human or to be a human was thrown away. He is not a transcendental figure who manipulates the world with a veil as he does now.

The arrogance that only he himself can be the fundamental savior and the unbearably long and repeated time have worn out his mission.

That was why Rizol, corrupt, met a miserable end.

“Me and you. What is it?”

After experiencing 120,000 twisted lives, Rizol was finally asking God like a normal human. What am I and what are you?

But, as always, God does not give humans an answer.

Rizol silently sobbed as she watched her body gradually lose its color.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to answer.

Yuma wanted to say something to Rizol, who was crying with her head bowed in front of her.

However, the memories of being human were fading too quickly.

It was to the point of blurring who the Rizol had been fighting so far was.

The memory disappears as much as it has become the world itself. It was because Yuma was more affected by the Void.

As the void erased the world, Yuma felt his own presence open up.

Right now, more than 80% of the royalties had been consumed by the void. That meant that 80% of Yuma had disappeared.

It was for this reason that Yuma felt pain as soon as he became a god. both gods and humans. There is nothing more painful than not being able to feel that you exist.

“The dream is over.”

Rizol’s body became transparent like glass. Even the void that had grown like a tumor on his body had become transparent.

As it covered the world, the void became more and more transparent. One by one the holes of emptiness in the world disappeared.

while he completely disappears. Yuma was looking outside.

I mean the scene where the people who fell while fighting the ogres are dying.

not exactly.

What Yuma was looking at was not ‘Bakal’, but now her own ‘inside’

. Fighting and extinction were all happening inside him.

The aftermath of the storm was still continuing in the polar region where the last storm unfolded. The golden aura was sweeping the poles, leading to hundreds of whirlwinds.

There was not a single ogre alive in it.

Duran and Hugo also met their deaths, and their traces can only be found in fragments of the Star Buster and Kaiten, which were shattered to pieces.

The six ogres weren’t all dealt with by the grandmasters.

They killed three, and the others were swept away by the void and perished.

In the moment that Yuma’s gaze reached that direction.

Waves of gentle emptiness passed over the landscape. The traces of the fierce final fight between the two grandmasters were completely erased like salt dissolved in water.

‘sad.’

Yuma didn’t know why he was overcome with sadness when he saw that scene.

Is it because so many humans are crying? All the humans close to the place where the storm had cleared were bursting into tears. He was tearing his chest and banging his head on the ground.

There were thousands of people.

It seemed as if infinitely fragile and weak fireflies were gathered. In this world engulfed in emptiness, only human tears sparkled.

Even without paying attention, their voices reached Yuma.

‘Marlon Assault Captain! Wake up, wake up..!

‘Come on, Cheryl, Sir Randall!’

‘If you go that way, Igor will die!

stop!’

‘please please.’

‘Your Majesty Lady. Go to the ship. Come on…

‘How do you mean how?’

‘Avoid the white lizard!’

These were the voices of those who had been human Yuma’s companions and those who had come to fight the final battle with him.

The Spirit King’s ship arrived at the end of Duran’s Storm. The sea route was also eaten up by the void, so it was impossible to arrive in time.

Those who had not yet perished were carrying their bodies on a ship precariously floating between the glaciers. There were less than 15 surviving Balaur, and even that number was rapidly declining.

The dragons were pushing humans through the gaps in the void, bringing humans onto the ship, but everyone now knew that it was only a postponement of extinction.

It was clear that the end had come.

Allied forces are defeated. Although the word “defeat” cannot explain this hopeless situation.

As predicted by most transcendental beings who knew even a little about the vanished Mahatrisa and Hwa. And while coming to the pole, in fact, as many human beings intuitively felt.

In the first place, there was no way to stop Hwa’s overwhelming power of void. Even if Haider regained his name and joined forces with Yuma, it would have been the same.

The living beings of the world were rapidly losing meaning.

Even in the midst of confusion, someone shouted that it was not the end yet, telling them to come to their senses and move. It did not stem from a desire for survival or vain expectations that there was still hope.

Because that’s the only thing I can say.

It was because that was the only word to honor those who died fighting until the end. It was for the same reason that the dragons moved humans to the Spirit King’s ship.

‘Why are you so… sad?

Yuma looked down at them carefully and thought again.

Why are they crying and why am I so sad when the world is becoming so clean?

The end was not a sad thing for Yuma, who had become a god. It was rather a welcome thing, and it was not even a matter of judging whether it was right or wrong.

It was because it just flowed in an orderly way.

Because of this, he couldn’t understand why he was drowning in sadness.

And one voice that sounds exceptionally close.

Yuma.’

There were many people who sought God with the apocalypse at hand. Most distinctly audible was the low voice of the dying woman.

It was Natalie. A sharp fragment of the ogre’s hammer pierced her abdomen. Zecca, who was carrying her and Maria, was caught in the void and disappeared.

‘I miss Yuma.’

can we meet again

Natalie’s gossip couldn’t get out of her mouth. However, Yuma could hear and the moment he tried to answer something.

Void energy enveloped Natalie.

For a moment, I felt as if I had become a human and reached out to her. The answer that I couldn’t answer before disappeared into the darkness after hovering in the air.

ah.

how much sadness The pain is also gone.

Finally, when all that Yuma had enjoyed as a human was gone, Hwa appeared for a while in a dark form.

[Why don’t you disappear?]

Yuma didn’t answer.

Hwa, who had been staring at Yuma for a while, unable to understand why, soon prepared to destroy herself.

[I guess that can’t be the case.]

With those last words, even the void that erased the world disappeared from Yuma.

Yuma was left alone as a god in a colorless world where nothing existed. for a very long time after that.

* * * An instant seemed like infinity.

Even God couldn’t tell how much time had passed. And it was only one question that bothered Shin for that long time.

Who is the owner of the name Yuma?

Even though this world has all disappeared, and there is no more sadness, pain, or anything left for you. For some reason, the memory of seeing humans crying did not disappear.

A few voices and a few faces that didn’t give any inspiration didn’t disappear. They were all calling the name Yuma over and over again.

God’s memory of that name was all that was left of this colorless world.

I want to be comfortable now.

The memory that remained like a stain on this clean world kept God from sleeping. It was a great misfortune for Shin to not be able to end his lonely days because he could not sleep.

‘That was my name.’

Yuma.

When he casually pronounced the name, a flash of light arose in the world.

It was a light I hadn’t seen in a long time.

There was nothing to reflect the light, and it went out in an instant.

Shin couldn’t take his eyes off the spot where the light had disappeared.

In fact, he had even forgotten that there was light in the world.

‘And there are those who call me by my name affectionately. They now…

remain inside me.

Nothing was completely destroyed. Everyone is just hidden in the new world of Yuma.

Or they just migrated into that world.

Ultimate extinction could not be achieved unless Yuma, who kept the world’s memories, disappeared.

Because of this, Hwa disappeared alone, and even so. For him, it was as if the whole world had disappeared.

That’s all because it destroyed itself. Even that, as long as Yuma is there, is more like a long sleep without a promise, not extinction.

Let’s bring light to the world a few more times. one by one. Like fireflies flying over the dark river.

Memories of being human were coming back. However, just as humans cannot accurately understand all of the beast’s actions, God could not fully recall the human Yuma’s memories.

But that was enough.

For this colorless world to regain its colored light.

————————————— Episode 481 Complete Episode 155. Return to Sword Master Return everything that has disappeared to its original place.

God decided to return the world like that. It was not a return as a time reversal, but a return as it should have been.

‘How and where should I start?’

In the empty world, the light of God could hardly find a place to stay.

In this way, time that would be regarded as eons by human standards has passed layer upon layer. Only then did God end his troubles, and a planned change was beginning in the world.

A seed sprouted.

It was the seed of the fruit he swallowed while he was a human. Shin looked at the seed sprouting and thought to himself.

‘Break.’

Sustaining the world was possible even without trees.

Because of the tree’s existence, the history of greed and emptiness did not have to repeat itself.

Maintenance and support belonged to the lives that would live outside the gods, not the trees. God decided not to intervene with it because of the tree.

Trees scattered with fine particles flowed somewhere along with the light.

Now the particles of the tree will permeate the earth unknown even to the gods. It has become a secret from the beginning that no one can find.

May God’s eyelids close and open once.

Suddenly, the world was filled with what could be called life.

The five dragons swimming in the clear sky were the first. As soon as the dragon began to flap its wings, wind began to blow in a world where there was only light and earth.

God’s loneliness rode the wind and roamed the world. At that time, Shin was slowly forgetting his memories of being a human.

Because that memory is the fuel that makes the world.

Every time one more brilliant color colors the world. The sense of loss of God deepened.

These people who existed only as memories, loved by God in their human days. Their faces were gradually blurring.

And when the blurred memories were completely over, night came for the first time in the world.

The shining starlight soaked the god’s forehead. The stars were God’s longing for the forgotten, and God finally realized that his role was over.

Under the light of the star that decorated the end of creation.

Many people were singing songs.

* * * Headquarters of the Rose Society in the Northern Snowfields of Kyle Kingdom.

Catherine Jacques, the owner of the Red Roses, couldn’t take her eyes off a boy who had just challenged and defeated her father.

“I lost, King of Knights.”

Knight King Duran Zak.

The old knight, who was regarded as the world’s strongest knight along with the ogre slayer, after retiring, took himself as a eater in the dark district run by his daughter.

“Looks like it’s a real thing, as this uncle rumored. I wasted 30 minutes against my uncle at 17.”

Fuck!

Duran slapped Randel in the back of the head.

“I’m thinking deeply right now, so keep your mouth shut. And are you on vacation again?”

“ah! Why are you hitting me when I should be able to say it?”

“I’m just sitting here on vacation, why not bother with Cheryl.”

“You know my wife is busy. What is your concern anyway?”

“Whether to adopt him as an adopted son or as a disciple. And if you adopt them, what will you explain to Guinness?”

“I’m not even thinking about the person who will eat the rice cake, but I’m excited about the person who will give it to me.”

Duran smiled and looked at the boy.

“Son, do you have a father? If not, I adopted you. “Oh my God, Uncle. Are you a kingdom person? That guy is Yuma. Why are you talking like you don’t know?”

“Your brother, your father really doesn’t know who Jae is. After King Asuka stepped down, he only trained here, saying he would fight Archduke Hugo.”

“Yuma? Is that the name of this favorite guy? Even the name sticks to my mouth somehow. Great.”

“Everyone knows about the Yuma Malone brothers, from the demons to the dragons. Uncle doesn’t know anymore. Take an interest in the world and buy it.”

“Was he that famous?”

“The brothers started to make a name for themselves as nomadic swordsmen about two years ago, and Marlon succeeded Archduke Hugo and took his place in the Worgs. This guy has no affiliation yet.”

“You don’t belong to Ho-oh? Nice story.”

Seeing the two of them talking freely with him in front of him, Yuma felt like he was about to burst into laughter.

The King of Knights, Duran, and the Twin Swordsman, Randel, had heard the story and knew it. So I came to challenge and was defeated. It was the first defeat in my second year as a wandering swordsman.

‘I fought and lost, but why am I in such a good mood and I’m glad to see these people? It’s a strange feeling. As if they were people I had known for a long time.’

Yuma thought as he wiped the blood from his mouth.

This is not the first time he has felt this way. Strangely enough, there are people who feel good just by looking at them. People who are good enough to make my heart ache.’

It was the same with the members of the Puang merchant family, the members of the Roze royal family, and the same when I saw Balinan of Povianga and Jeka of the Rolmandee family.

Is that all? Members of the dragon tribe, including Rakir Dragon Lord Mahatrisha, the head of the demon tribe, Princess Sebra of the Principality of Ether, her husband, Princess Lhasa of Igor Kantra, Adeline Woods, Gisa Mars, and so on.

All those who had an unknown attraction became friends with Yuma. And now, a strong intuition that even the people in front of him would become friends wrapped around Yuma.

While Yuma was thinking. The three Zachs continued to talk about whether to adopt Yuma as an adopted child or as a disciple.

“No both!”

Suddenly Catherine jumped up and shouted.

“huh? Daughter, why are you screaming all of a sudden? How are you both?”

“That’s… Anyway, it can’t be either way. I don’t know why, but I just can’t.

Take me as a disciple.”

Duran showed his teeth and looked at Yuma.

“Did you hear? My daughter cannot fall in love with you at first sight and become your brother.

It seems that your destiny is to become my disciple.”

“After that, go out. right now.”

As such, the three of them climbed over the fence and headed for a tavern named Morning Light.

There, Duran handed over Ascalon to Yuma and performed the master and apprentice ceremony.

* * * Then two more years passed. Yuma is now nineteen, and it is revealed that Yuma is the other ruler of the En Puang Merchants.

Newspapers from around the world were all about Yuma.

Not to mention the story that he had a great influence on the world economy from the age of 16 and became a disciple of Duran at the age of 17.

From the fact that La Kir, the head of the terrifying demon tribe, has Yuma as his lord, to the rumors that he mocks Hella Rose, Chancellor of Kyle Kingdom, every night.

Everything about Yuma was written in the newsletter.

“Little master, the quiet wandering swordsman life is over now. Rumors spread that he was the hidden powerhouse of the upper class. God, look at what is written here. Because of the little master, the love triangle between Marlon and Maria Ariel is being highlighted?”

“okay? Is there anything that says you and Belkan’s daughter are in love?”

“Everybody already knows that. Even so, there is a line written on the grounds that I am an aide to the little master.”

“By the way, that little owner of Cog is the title. In this day and age, it’s kind of…

“That’s right. But strangely, if you don’t call me that, I don’t feel comfortable. And there is even a story that the little master succeeded Archduke Hugo and Queen Zishka?”

“Everyone is incredibly knowledgeable.

Or that someone from the Black Wolves had blown it. Is it Kagor?”

jump!

Puang went to Yuma’s room with a pale face. Standing next to him was Cindy Rose, a white butterfly. She was a member of the royal family, but she was working as a secretary for the Puang Merchants.

“Oh my God. Mr. Yuma. I’m done. I’m done! Everyone is making a fuss and pointing fingers at me, saying that I am the fake owner of the guild.”

“Pouang-nim, no one is pointing fingers at Pouang-nim as a fake master. Don’t exaggerate.”

“Miss Cindy, how can you say it so nonchalantly…

“If you want to have dinner with me later, take care of your backlog. I was taken over by Yuma-sama earlier.

I finished the radish.”

“Oh Cindy. I’m sorry, but you just had more work to do. I need to block the newsletter informants from approaching Master. Someone could die and leave.”

“under! I beg your pardon? Get me to work again! Then, one day, you may be caught on a special lease for the kingdom, Yuma-sama. The crime must be exploitation of royalty.”

“But you are the most reliable. Think of it as saving people’s lives. You know Master’s personality.”

shaking.

Cindy pursed her lips and nodded. Poin, who came to complain, had no choice but to leave the office after soothing Cindy for a while.

And Yuma giggled with Cog as he flipped through the newsletter.

There were quite a few exaggerated or misrepresented stories, but the overwhelming majority of the sentences were favorable to Yuma.

It was natural.

Many of Yuma’s anecdotes, which were already widely known even during his days as a wandering swordsman, are mostly filled with heroic narratives.

Like subjugating Marong in conjunction with dragons, single-handedly defeating a vicious slave trader, or killing maniacs of the highest level.

“I hope you will be happy, little master.

Except for a few misrepresentations, the newsletter is very praiseworthy.”

“Yes, this is a happy life.”

“Even so, the little master always seems lonely for some reason. Ah, my eyes are about to become red for no reason.”

“The main book. Who is lonely?

There are so many people around.

let’s go have a drink Call Zecca and Marlon too.”

“What about Bali?”

“He’s still drinking…

“Hyung! I want to go too!”

Yuma was startled and turned around. For some time now, Val Renann was hanging from the window of the mansion.

“Did you crazy use your flying magic in the middle of the capital again?”

“No, Tulka asked and threw it.”

“Ah yes… that’s why it looks like blood is flowing from the back like that.”

“What is it? it’s bleeding I need to stop by Cheryl.”

“Here is a little boy who thinks the chief medical officer of the kingdom is a local healer.”

“I learned that by watching my brother. Then see you later at Mahatrisha-sama’s tavern!”

thud.

It was the sound of Ballinan falling into the garden. Yuma shook his head, then smiled.

Zecca and Malone didn’t need to be called separately.

When they arrived at Mahatrisha’s tavern, ‘Into the New World’, the two were already drinking. Already, more than 50 empty wine bottles were scattered under the table between the two of them.

“Hey, who is this? Aren’t you the black man of the Puang Merchant and the next strongest in the world?”

“Oh, I don’t know if this lowly lame association dares to drink with Yuma-sama. Since he is busy with construction, he didn’t show his face once to make us empty 50 bottles, right?”

“Yes yes. I am that bad Yuma. Give me a glass.”

Mahatrisa sent a new drink to Yuma’s table with magical energy in a gesture. It was a precious drink made by dragons themselves.

[Hey, I saw the newsletter too. There are a lot of interesting things.

As a congratulation, I won’t charge a special price for this bottle.]

“Enjoy your meal Lord. Um…

but something seems to be intentional about the gift. Is that what I think is right?”

[Haha, you’re quick-witted. Before you go today, remove the trauma that those two put on you and go.]

When Yuma turned his head sharply, the two cleared their throats.

“In the world, are the guys who put credit on the tavern run by the Dragonlord really my brothers and friends?

Do you guys have a lot of money?”

“Not as good as you.”

[I was really contemplating whether to hold Marlon’s Hwaan and Jecca’s Civeline as collateral.]

The four of them sat down and started drinking, and after a while, Ballinan arrived and the atmosphere quickly became noisy. Later, Mahatrisha also joined after closing the tavern.

I have so many memories with them. It was so much fun to talk about the same memories over and over again.

As the number of empty wine bottles reached two hundred, Yuma was thinking about what Corg had said before coming here.

Saying that you’re happy, but somehow you seem lonely.

Not only Cog, but all of Yuma’s relatives had said that to him at least once. It seems lonely, it seems empty, it seems like something is missing.

‘Doesn’t everyone in the world feel that way to some extent?’

Rather, it will be more difficult to find someone who does not feel that way.

A person who seems to have everything in the world, and a person who shines exceptionally and is always followed by many people.

Everyone was carrying a little bit of their own depression and loneliness.

So was Yuma.

Earlier, I asked Cog back who was the only one who was lonely, but he was actually right.

In the midst of her heart overflowing happiness, a handful of loneliness for unknown reasons was always coloring Yuma’s heart.

Sometimes, lying on the upper roof and looking at the stars, I felt an unbearable sense of loss. Even so, I couldn’t stop looking at the stars on empty days.

Facing the stars, it seemed as if a singing voice could be heard from somewhere.

Yuma thought that strange solitude was a kind of homework.

It is a homework that those who were born as humans will have to live with for the rest of their lives.

“What are you thinking?”

“I wonder how much the credit cost will be and how I will use it as an excuse to roll you guys.”

“It’s the devil, the devil.”

The night was passing.

Ballinan was the first to hit his head on the table, and Zecca and Marlon fell at the same time.

In the feast of empty bottles, where counting became meaningless now, Yuma and Mahatricya were the only ones who were still stretching their backs.

[Hey. It’s a form that doesn’t take. All your friends have collapsed.]

“Yes. I’m not particularly drunk today.”

Mahatrisha smiled and stroked Yuma’s hair.

[It’s been a lot of hard work.]

“Road, who always takes credit for them, is having a harder time.”

Standing up, Yuma shrugged as he looked at his relatives who were snoring.

“I’ll just have to go in. Thanks to you, I enjoyed drinking today, Mr. Lord.”

Mahatrisha stared at Yuma and nodded.

[We are.] As we

escaped the world we met again, the cold dawn air brushed our skin.

Under the faint moonlight, the stretch of the road was empty. No one had come out yet, and I decided to call Tulka and go back.

The stars that have not yet fallen to the ground send themselves somewhere