Episode #93. Even if you saw it, you should forget it.
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Yam blade.
The core skill of this swordsmanship, invented long ago by the first Sword Master Sword Master and perfected by the last Sword Master Limon, lies in discernment.
Pupil reaction.
level of muscle development.
unconscious habits, etc.
The swordsmanship that began by seeing, analyzing, and destroying everything was the yam dragon killing sword.
The fact that Limon was able to predict the movements of the beasts so far had a big impact.
‘It shouldn’t be interpreted as swordsmanship.’
But at this moment.
Limon had completely ruled out the logic of the yam dragon blade in his head.
Giing.
Instead, a complex melody fills the void.
The sound of Lee Ching-yu and Youin Yuna-kyung banging on rubbish mixed with the deep black violin performance creates noise rather than music.
Irregular sound waves with each rhythm intertwined and mixing everything into a mess.
In the chaos that reminded him of the song Eugene sang at the restaurant, Limon slightly twisted the bow of the violin, which was moving wildly with the power of the curse.
Giing.
‘Don’t think, feel.’
“…?”
“…!”
Maybe it’s because I was surprised by the intense tone that didn’t sound like a violin at all.
The rhythm of Li Qingyu and Youin, who stopped their hands, stopped, but it was only for a moment.
As if stimulated by Yuna-gyeong, who has been through it once before, she knocks on clutter again to make sounds.
And in line with their sound, Limon gradually changed the melody of the violin.
By tying together the sounds of playing separately, it transforms noise into harmony and connects them to music.
The disjointed sounds gradually come together.
Loud noise turns into performance.
It’s a wonder.
Miracles like turning lead into gold, melting sand to make jewelry, and making flowers bloom from a rotten old tree.
‘Just as there is rhythm to any sound, there are rules to results no matter how irregular they may seem.’
However, Limon took the result for granted.
Noise is heard as noise, not because there are no rules, but because there are no rules.
The mere sound of rain or the roar of engines can become part of an orchestra, if only slightly helped to reveal the rules.
One problem.
It is only to find the one note that will create harmony in the changing and rampaging sound at every moment.
It’s a daunting challenge, like finding needles scattered in the desert.
Even the fact that you have to do that process thousands of times puts it in the realm of impossibility.
But it does.
Imagination rather than reasoning.
Prediction rather than prediction.
Like a bow and arrow that shoots a bird from 10 miles away even when it is blind, it relies only on instinct and intuition to find a melody that turns noise into music.
Limon came to mind in the realm of the sixth sense, beyond the super senses that cannot be reached by logic.
[Then it’s like knowing how many spoons there are. You can make predictions by inferring the criminal’s habits, personality, and property status.]
The advice I heard from Li Qingyu.
Even a sword master couldn’t do it.
Even she said it as a joke.
But is it really impossible?
Rather than concocting mixed and irregular noises into a single melody?
Limon decided to try it out.
‘Three breasts. Among them, only one person actually plans and leads.’
A face I’ve never seen before.
However, the traces read from the corpse he killed using the trick of the slaughter knife revealed a lot to Limon about the other person.
‘A sociopath rather than a psychopath. He thinks of murder itself as work, but he enjoys calculating the consequences and reactions of murder.’
‘That’s why he’s a self-promoting criminal who enjoys fighting head-to-head with enemies or pursuers, aiming for a target with as large an aftermath as possible.’
This is what Limon was able to figure out.
And it was the basis for predicting the next target of the pleural effusion.
But at this moment.
Limon changed his point of view.
‘What if he tries to randomly pick a target so that his mind can’t be read?’
‘I’ll probably use a tool.’
‘A tool that can be easily obtained and conveniently possessed and used.’
‘If you can perfectly predict where the tool will be used, with what power, and in what way…’
That’s an absurd assumption.
Rather, predicting lottery numbers would be more realistic.
Nevertheless, Limon dared to challenge.
Leaving the realm of logic that considers probabilities and possibilities, leaving everything to the intuition that creates a melody and spreads.
Gee ying.
right at that moment.
Limon’s playing changed.
One of the deepest sleeping techniques in the dark violin.
He was more famous as a composer than as a performer.
A legend who wrote the greatest compositions while everyone said he was finished as a musician.
The playing method he left behind in the dark violin resonated with Limon’s will to challenge the impossible, creating a new melody.
“This is…”
The noise fades.
Rhythm is gradually organized.
But I don’t care.
He is just trying to protect his playing against the deep black violin that is about to be played arbitrarily.
Limon, who had never been challenged as an absolute being for the past hundreds of years, was challenging as a novice at this moment.
To overcome the curse of the violin.
to cross one’s own limits.
Giing.
It forcibly shakes off the magnificent tone of the deep-black violin and scatters sharp melodies.
Hold the performance that you want to sound clean and shake it to put the sound of one person in it.
it’s a win.
An atrocity in which a kid who has barely been learning an instrument for less than a year competes with a master who left a mark in music history.
But the more the reckless challenge continues.
Disordered tones are tidied up.
The colors contained become vivid.
Gee ying.
The moment when a person’s image was completely captured in the melody of the violin that reached its climax.
Limon felt it.
Among the countless clutter on the floor, the one that sounded the closest to the taste of the man he had captured was the two dice.
And saw.
The man throws two dice on a neatly arranged table.
The rolling dice stopped.
Enter the number that came out.
The fantasy of deciding the order to attack next from the list of affiliates of the Black Dragon clan written down in advance.
The moment Limon, who watched all the numbers written in order next to the affiliates, saw a cold sneer on the man’s lips.
Giing –
the flamboyant melody breaks.
Reality swallowed the fantasy.
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“…Whoa.”
Taking the violin off his shoulder, Limon wiped the sweat dripping down his cheek.
He, who has the stamina to play all day and not break a drop of sweat, becomes like a rat soaked in the rain after playing for just over 10 minutes.
Originally, it was impossible.
But Limon didn’t find it strange.
The performance he had just played was something that required a high level of concentration.
‘Huh, I think it was easier when I fought the demon.’
Shaking my head excitedly for a while.
Limon, who carefully put the deep-black violin into the box as if it were a weapon, suddenly opened his mouth.
“Paper and pen.”
“…”
“Ask for paper and a pen.”
“…Here it is.”
It was as if I was in for a big shock.
Youin, who had been frozen in place, politely held out his notebook and pen only after Limon spoke twice.
As soon as Limon received the notebook, he jotted down something
and returned it to Youin, saying in a languid voice.
“Tell the dumbass. This is the list of affiliates that will be attacked next.”
If it’s out of the blue, then it’s out of the blue.
However, Youin did not doubt or doubt what Limon said.
He just looked at Limon with an indescribable expression and pursed his lips as if to ask something.
“I’ll wash up and go to sleep, so don’t call me.”
“Okay then, rest in peace.”
[Eh? Team leader, wait…!]
However, Youin was not given a chance to ask a question.
Before he could ask anything, Limon grabbed only Yuna-kyung, who had been hardened with his beak wide open, and left his place.
It’s been a long time since I looked at the back with complicated eyes.
Youin turned his gaze to the side only after Limon had completely disappeared.
To look back at the girl who was keeping her seat as she had seen Limon with a smile on her face.
“Princess, that was just…”
“Forget it.”
As if waiting, what returned was a calm voice.
Youin momentarily doubted his own ears at the prompt answer that did not allow the question itself to be asked.
“…Are you saying forget it?”
“Youin, it doesn’t matter what you just saw or felt. The only thing that matters is that the Swordsman informed us of the next target for the beasts.”
The only thing to remember is the important things.
Other than that, I don’t have to remember.
So pretend you didn’t see it.
Pretend you didn’t feel it even if you felt it.
just forget it
“is not it?”
Looking at Li Qingyu, who spoke with cold eyes, unlike the still smiling face, Youin understood.
that this is not a question
And the answer he would give was predetermined from the beginning.
“If that is the will of the princess.”
As a clan loyal to the princess and the general manager of Leviathan, who is in charge of all secrets, Yo-in gave the right answer.
You seem satisfied with the answer.
Li Qingyu nodded lightly and turned around.
“I’m really lucky to have such a loyal and trustworthy loyalist like Youin.”
If things leaked out today, Youin would no longer be his loyalist.
Li Qingyu leaves with a hint of warning.
Left alone like that, Yoin slowly turned his head and looked at the place where Limon was playing a moment ago with a hard face.
He’s an old-timer.
He was someone who had experienced the power of a swordsman, so unlike young people these days, he never looked down on Limon.
But at this moment.
Youin doubted whether it was a huge mistake to think that he knew Limon well.
What he felt from Limon playing the violin was just as shocking.
‘I don’t know.’
Is it a mere coincidence?
Or was it Limon’s intention?
Was it possible to do it in the past?
Are you able to handle it freely?
Among them, there was nothing that Yo-in could know.
However, if even one of the many allegations is true, the Seven Dragons would have nothing to say even if they were treated as complete idiots.
It meant that he didn’t even know the least bit about the enemy he’d been fighting for hundreds of years.
One exception.
‘Did the princess know?’
Li Qingyu, despite the family’s opposition, went ahead with the engagement with Limon.
Not everyone understood her choice, and it was the same with Youin, who was loyal to Li Qingyu.
‘If you knew…’
But now?
I could understand that choice.
That’s why I decided to keep my mouth shut today.
‘Princess, what kind of monster are you going to marry?’
Youin couldn’t help but shake his head excitedly as he lamented over the state of mind of the princess he respected, who couldn’t understand her true intentions.
