#591. Good thing.
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Sword Master.
achieve immortality
A superman who has reached the absolute stage.
So, the Age of Heroes in the past.
Becoming a sword master was an honor everyone dreamed of.
From the descendents of the Queen Dowager, to prodigies rumored to be runaway slave geniuses, to old people who have only a few days left to live.
I want absolute power.
Or hope for eternal life.
Or let’s see the tip of the sword.
Many of them set off for the East.
Of course, there were few people who could endure the long journey at a time when even the means of transportation were mediocre.
When ten people leave, four die, three go missing, and two give up and return.
Moreover, the hardships do not end even after reaching the sword tower.
Rather, that’s when it started.
Only a handful of geniuses can set foot in the Sword Tower, where equipment from all over the world gathers.
Those who have been proud of their talents all their lives must do their best not to fall behind among the countless geniuses.
Talent to learn by watching?
common.
Experience of creating swordsmanship yourself?
common.
The will and effort that never breaks?
common.
Like the solitude that if you collect poisonous insects in a jar, the strongest insects end up eating each other and harboring terrible poison.
After fierce competition, most of them were weeded out or left in despair.
In the end, only a handful of people can bring out their talents to the limit… but even they despair is the final challenge.
Sword tower lord Limon Aspelder.
He spares no teaching.
I am used to teaching others.
Nevertheless, those who have learned swordsmanship from him cannot but feel despair.
because you will find out
Even if a genius who will change history wields a sword until he dies of old age, the sword master is farther away from him than close.
supreme
chaste
implicit.
that it is a heavenly existence.
That’s why those who obtained the swordsmanship are miraculous in their existence and take deep pride in that fact.
It was the same.
“Congratulations. This is the second time you have your name engraved on the sword tower.”
“It’s all thanks to Master.”
“If everything was really thanks to me, the Sword Tower would be teeming with sword masters by now.”
“But without the Master’s teachings, I wouldn’t have become a Sword Master.”
“Gongchisa, that’s enough… Are you going to go back now?”
“I have a family waiting for me.”
“I don’t think that’s what a guy who wielded a sword would say about his family in a place like this.”
“…”
“What happened? I know the situation in your country.”
“Thank you for your understanding.”
“There is no need to be grateful. The reason I built the Sword Tower was to convey the teachings to the end, not to treat students like servants.”
After realizing the sword’s will.
He is also a sword master.
Now, before being a teacher and a disciple, you have an equal relationship.
Even if you respect yourself, you don’t have to follow it, you just have to decide how to live your life from now on.
The teacher, whom he had no choice but to respect more because he did not want anything in return even after giving many teachings, suddenly said.
“Just keep that in mind before you go.”
“I will be taught.”
“If you think that your life will be filled with peace and happiness just because you became a sword master, you are mistaken.”
“…Are you talking like the ambassador?”
“I’m not just talking about sword painting.”
The Sword Emperor who faced the seven dragons.
A sword demon that became mankind’s nightmare.
The sword king who waged war all his life.
Even the sword that was bound by past karma.
Referring to the sword masters of the past who suffered greater hardships because they possessed absolute power or headed for their own destruction.
Master warned.
“You never know what you will go through in your long life ahead.”
“….”
“But remember, whenever you cross the line, I will come to you.”
“Do not worry.”
Before becoming the master of the sword tower.
As a protector of mankind.
Silently accepting his teacher’s warning, he responded immediately without hesitation.
After all, the day when you point a spear at your master won’t come.
Because…
“I am…”
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The man in the black cloak who took a nap with his back leaning against a tree.
Blade Demon Vlad opened his eyes.
‘…Was it a dream?’
Even a sword master should eat when hungry and sleep when sleepy.
It was the same even now when he was resurrected.
It was not so strange to dream while lightly napping like now.
Even so, the reason I felt unfamiliar was simple.
It was like that even before he died.
even hundreds of years from now.
Now, the day to hear warm advice and advice from the teacher I respect will never come again.
However, I already know that it is useless to hold on to things that cannot be undone.
Vlad calmed down quietly.
and waking him up.
I paid attention to the signs approaching from afar.
‘You came earlier than expected.’
It sounds like you’re pretty upset.
Though thinking in his heart, Vlad wasn’t particularly prepared to face the opponent.
I just waited for the opponent to come, just as I leaned against the tree with my arms crossed.
So after a while.
A rustling sound is heard.
Someone appeared from beyond the bush.
jerk jerk.
In the lead are twelve knights who cover most of their bodies in metal armor.
What follows is a group of clergymen clad in clerical uniforms that make even the armor look comfortable.
I’ve been through the jungle so far.
Their appearance, with no wrinkles on their clothes, is so unrealistic that it is confusing whether this place is a jungle or a cathedral.
“I came here in such a hurry, but it seems I was late.”
“You are not late. We just arrived too early.”
The pinnacle of such unreality.
Looking at a woman in a fancy robe smiling in the middle of the crowd.
Vlad said quietly.
“I’ve seen you before, but I’m not going to formally say hello. I am Vlad Chepes. I am Lee, the duke of the Principality of Wallachia and holding the title of Sword Demon.”
Respectfully as a nobleman.
However, a vague greeting.
Despite his clearly downgrading attitude, she didn’t frown once.
Rather, as if it was an honor to greet you first, I just greeted you face to face with my last name.
“It’s nice to be able to formally greet you like this. I am Joanna Although he is lacking in body, he is in charge of the Pope of Rome at the time.”
“…the Pope of Rome.”
“Why is that?”
“I remember that the ambassador said he wanted to talk with you at least once.”
“Is that what Joan of Arc said?”
I guess I’d like to know why.
Johanna nodded and put on a sad expression.
“That’s something I don’t want too. I deliberately asked the Command Lord, but he flatly refused.”
“Understand. She’s not in a good mood lately.”
Of course, even if the planting was good, Wanderer would not have allowed Joan of Arc and Johanna to meet.
Joan of Arc is a devout believer. It was natural
for her
to block the two of them from meeting just because she might become more difficult to deal with if she became close with Johanna.
Knowing that fact, Vlad no longer mentioned Joan of Arc and turned around.
“Anyway, it’s unexpected. I didn’t know you would accompany me.”
“I can’t just watch without doing what I asked for.”
“That’s the attitude of a great leader.”
“It is an overestimation.”
Seeing her expressing her gratitude with utmost respect, Vlad thought.
She is a very unique woman.
The monarch is the absolute ruler of this era.
In fact, looking at Wanderer and other monarchs, he naturally had the confidence that he was the strongest.
In that sense, Johanna, who knew that it was modesty, was a bit of an alien monarch.
‘No, it’s not surprising.’
Vlad suddenly shook his head.
There were many sword masters who knew humility.
Of course, that was largely because I learned from seeing a monstrous teacher, even by the standards of a sword master named Limon Aspelda.
Johanna suddenly asked Vlad, who was lost in thought.
“By the way, where are the others?”
Two sword masters have decided to help Cheonnyeonhwa in her search.
Since I decided to join them locally to avoid the prying eyes of the Green Dragon Clan, I thought I would be able to meet them both here.
Why are you alone?
Looking at the puzzled Johanna, Vlad spoke after a short silence.
“…I’ll bring it to you, so wait a minute.”
“Ah, I see you’re nearby?”
“He must be in bed by now.”
“If you are eating, there is no need to interrupt. I’ll just wait for you to come back.”
“So you’re going to bring it.”
“yes?”
Leaving Johanna with a puzzled look on her face.
Vlad turned around.
If left alone, we wouldn’t be able to meet after dinner or even after a few days.
There was no need to tell her such an intimate story.
Weeding through the bushes.
across the swamp.
A little far from being close.
However, Vlad, who had been chasing the presence felt in the street right in front of the sword master, stopped walking in front of a roaring bonfire.
At the end of watching the jaguar roasted whole over the bonfire while being pierced by branches.
he jumped up
“I’m sorry to interrupt you during your meal, but it’s time to leave.”
on the branches.
Leaning your back against a tree.
With one foot on the vine.
Biting off well-roasted Jaguar legs.
An Indian girl wearing a feather hat, revealing her brown skin through a thin leather garment.
Vlad quietly summoned the sword master he had deliberately brought in to search for the Millennium Flower.
“Sister Sword Spirit.”
The running repairman didn’t show any reaction, he
just slowly moved his mouth after looking at Vlad with his eyes wide open.
enemy.
He chewed a large piece of meat with his teeth, ripped it apart, and then chewed it up and swallowed it in one gulp.
She showed a very wild meal scene, and continued to eat meat without saying anything after that.
whether it’s time or not
He is going to eat, so if he wants to go, he seems to be telling him to go alone.
To put it mildly, My Pace.
To put it bluntly, Vlad was neither disappointed nor angry when he saw the repairman running with a clear expression of dissatisfaction.
After all, it wasn’t for a day or two that she showed an uncooperative side.
So instead of questioning his young sister-in-law, Vlad raised a hand.
“Sister obediently follow me.”
That moment.
Stop eating meat.
Looking at the back of his hand with the black tattoo he received from Wanderer, he gave it to the running eagle growling like a beast.
Vlad said quietly.
“I also don’t want to force the sister-in-law on things like this.”
with both eyes open.
It’s been a while since I’ve been staring at Vlad.
The running repairman, who threw the meat he had bitten off, pulled out two daggers from a tree branch.
Then, after staring at him fiercely, he put the dagger into the scabbard on his back and jumped down.
It’s like you don’t even want to see it.
Vlad sighed as she saw her empty seat as she left alone in the direction of Johanna.
It was obvious that it would be difficult to get voluntary cooperation from the running repairman in the future.
But I can’t help it.
Her cooperation is essential to finding the millennial flower.
There was no other human in the world who could guide this Amazon better than she.
‘I’m glad there won’t be any problems though.’
As long as you infiltrate the Amazon without being noticed by the green dragon clan, there won’t be a fight going on here.
It would be fine if the running repairs were properly regulated.
muttering in my heart
Vlad followed her.
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[Mmm.]
“Why is that?”
[Suddenly, my ears itchy, I feel like someone is talking about me.]
“Someone must have wanted to eat chicken.”
[I am the blue bird of dreams and hopes? I am not a fried chicken!]
