#932. It’s amazing
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After learning that monsters are flocking to Brazil.
Limon immediately headed for Quetzalcoatl, leaving the repairs to the running eagle and the five princesses.
Of course, Charlotte and Maia Sir are there.
It was hard to imagine that Seven Arcs would be taken away no matter how many monsters swarmed.
However, the Constellations cannot be vigilant.
What other tricks might have been hidden?
As hard as it was to predict, there was a possibility that even the girls could be in danger.
It’s all the more because it takes time to go to Brazil right away as space is twisted and it’s difficult to move long distances.
So it was.
Repeat short-distance spatial movement.
After moving to Egypt.
There, such as boarding an airplane equipped with a nuclear fusion engine that is still being researched.
Even risking their engine to explode along the way, crossing the Atlantic Ocean to Brazil as quickly as possible.
The ominous feeling felt throughout the journey.
And the momentum that I felt from the middle.
It gave me a glimpse of what was going on here and what I would face when I arrived.
“…”
But at this moment.
It’s colorless that I flew hard.
Upon arriving at his destination, Limon did not say anything.
no i couldn’t
Sao Paulo.
It was the busiest in Brazil.
Now, the scenery of the city, which has been swept away by all sorts of disasters and fires, is almost in ruins, except for the downtown area.
And the sight of a silver-haired woman standing quietly with a sword in the middle of it made him fall silent.
Was it because he could feel his disquiet?
Even Maia overcame the crisis.
Even Charlotte, who was aiming a gun from behind.
Cirdo came down on a broomstick.
In the middle of silence, not being able to say a word, let alone intervene.
The moment Limon finally opened his mouth.
Pop!
[Ah, the team leader is also true! No matter how urgent you are, what if you jump alone? I’m dying because I can’t even move to space…!]
A blue bird that appeared beyond space.
Yuna-kyung grumbled and widened her eyes.
It was because he had finally found a silver-haired woman across from Limon while suddenly crossing space on a flying plane.
[Ah, swordsman sister! Did you finally wake up?]
“…”
[Whew, that’s good. The team leader was so worried that Geomhoo unnie might have gone wrong.]
“….”
[Anyway, if you knew it would be like this, you flew hard for no reason. When the fusion engine almost exploded, it really felt like my heart was racing…]
“You’re an idiot.”
[Why rich sister?]
“Close your beak.”
[…]
I forgot.
After closing and opening your eyes.
Yuna-kyung quietly looked around.
Limon has a heavy expression even after seeing the awakened sword.
And even the two princesses and Sir who look at themselves with faces as if they have never seen such a careless blue bird.
In that bizarre atmosphere, with Yuna-kyung belatedly closing her beak.
Limon quietly opened his mouth.
“What did Grandma leave behind?”
“I went through all that hard work, but isn’t it a bit too much for me to start looking for things without a word of courtesy, no matter how much I am a slave?”
“If it’s a compliment or a reward, I’ll give it to you later.”
“Hehe, don’t forget those words.”
Shir put his hand between his voluptuous breastbones while laughing.
And I took out a small book from there and threw it away.
The moment when Limon snatched the book and ripped out three pages from it.
purring
Smoke spewed out, and three objects appeared.
old-fashioned sword.
A platinum-colored carving knife.
Even a violin black as night.
Among the three treasures sealed by magic, Limon put the black violin into his shadow.
And after putting the sword on the waist.
Finally, while holding the carving knife, he looked forward.
“Everybody please do the rest.”
“…”
“Because I’m enough here by myself.”
“…Hello, are you okay?”
Limon didn’t bother to answer.
He just nodded quietly.
calm and calm.
That’s why Charlotte snorted lightly when she saw Limon’s confidence and determination revealed.
“Huh, what a cheeky groom.”
What I don’t like is the obvious words.
However, Charlotte did not force herself to stay and left.
It wasn’t just because there were still monsters left, someone had to deal with them.
It was because I knew why Limon asked for this.
Even Yuna-kyung, who was watching her, was dragged by Maia by the scruff of her neck.
Left alone, Shir took out a pipe and lit it, laughing.
“Look at the old man. To be honest, I feel like I worked 100 years more in just one day.”
Limon nodded calmly this time as well.
Of course, you could tell just by looking at the traces left in the city that Sir is one of the most unreasonable people today.
There was no reason to kick her out, as she was nothing more than a spectator.
So feel more at ease.
Limon opened his mouth.
“Asha.”
Is it because he feels that he is a strong enemy by instinct?
After waking up, the silver-haired woman kept quiet as if it was a lie that had caused all kinds of disasters.
I wanted to save it so much.
I’ve been waiting for you to wake up
Looking at Anastasia, who could not be purely happy even though she was alive and moving.
Quiet continues.
“There were many things I wanted to tell you when you woke up, but unfortunately I can’t do that right now.”
Ugh.
Let’s grab the carving knife.
A blade of light that extends out.
A Photon Blade, a legacy of Plato the Unspeaker.
In addition, the great witch Shire cast a spell and aimed at the Seven Arcs, which gained the power to break the spell.
“So come.”
“…”
The distant past.
As Empress of the Russian Khanate.
Like when he struggled desperately with her, who wanted to be his bride but stood up to him because of that.
The moment when Anastasia, who had been silent against Limon’s sword, finally swung her sword slowly, unlike her heavy heart.
a silent fight.
– It started.
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‘…that’s amazing.’
live a long life
Sir has seen many things.
Among them, of course, there were many battles.
There are literally all sorts of battles, from the duel of magic knights to the fight of the gods that will go down in history.
However, even by her standards, the fight between Limon and Anatsaya was truly miraculous.
Seruk.
slow.
just quietly.
Two moving swords.
No sound, no urgency, no momentum.
The two men and women who just keep their place in silence are so calm that they seem to have stopped.
It changes nonetheless.
Even while blinking.
Even while looking straight ahead.
No matter how much you concentrate, the angles and postures of the swords change their positions before you know it, as if a scene from a movie was cut out.
It is truly the pinnacle of Jung-Jung-Dong.
It was a battle between sword masters who realized the essence of swordsmanship, where motion was suppressed by stopping and speed was surpassed by slowness.
square.
And, of course, it was Limon who was pushed back in that fight.
No matter how much he was, it was reckless to deal with the swordsman only with the pure reason of the dull sword.
But the clothes are cut.
Even if the skin is cracked and blood flows.
Limon did not change his swordsmanship.
Even though he was aware of his own disadvantage, he continued to stand firm to the point of being foolish, only confronting the reason of the dull sword.
so look at it
I think in verse.
‘How could such a quiet fight be so turbulent?’
If you don’t know… No, unless you’re a sword master, you might not understand.
However, Sir, who had lived a long time as an immortal, could feel it vaguely even if he could not understand it.
every time you swing your sword.
Limon’s thoughts and intentions.
It wasn’t just to block the sword attack, and it wasn’t even more to attack her.
Instead, it contains emotions.
Don’t worry about the soft sword.
Sorry for the slightly slow motion.
Joy in a bigger and faster stride.
The bitterness of having to fight for meaningless movements.
It was.
Right now at this moment.
Limon was not fighting with the sword, but was conversing through the means of the sword.
As a method of conveying a different will for each second of swordsmanship and the principle of swordsmanship.
It’s such a knife-like job.
It was a conversation that was only possible because they were sword masters who could understand each other better with a single stroke than a hundred words.
A disciple who has no choice but to fight silently with a master who speaks with a sword against a disciple who has barely reunited.
It was truly sad
and heartbreaking.
But…
‘I’m a baby who doesn’t even know shame.’
still not stopping.
I want to convey my meaning more clearly.
Deliberately containing only the sword of the blunt sword.
The sword, made of pure sincerity, is so honest that it makes even the viewer feel ashamed.
It’s like when you see someone reading a love letter in the square in broad daylight, you want to close your eyes.
But even so, Sir couldn’t turn his eyes away, as is rare for those who block their ears in the end.
Go with a sword that is so slow and sober, but with a variety of emotions without any lies.
It stimulated something tickling that she thought she had already lost a long time ago, and made her look at their swords as if possessed.
So it was.
from any moment.
The reason why Sir wasn’t surprised when he saw the sword after the sword gradually shake.
Even the viewer himself is like this.
There was no way he couldn’t feel anything because he was the person involved.
As a sword master, it is all the more vivid in that you can feel all the thoughts, wills, and emotions contained in it.
Runaway?
liquor?
something like that
It didn’t matter at all.
They are sword masters.
Even if they could bind that freedom, they were absolutes of the sword who were not subject to any restrictions when it came to wielding their own sword.
Thus, the moment when Anastasia’s shaking, which had gradually grown, finally reached its peak.
Squeak.
-naturally.
her gaps revealed.
As if it was given on purpose.
A loophole you can dig into.
But Limon didn’t dig in.
Even though he knew that he could break the spell just by inserting a carving knife into her in that gap.
Instead, I just moved on.
Slower than the blunt sword he wielded.
He did not bother to block or avoid the sword after the sword that had not stopped even if it was disturbed.
Instead, he quietly stretches out his hand.
Hold on.
“Asha.”
standing tall
A sword held in the hand.
Possible because I borrowed the swordsmith’s sword.
Even so, he didn’t care even as drops of blood dripped from his palms from the blade that cut through the fabric.
Limon quietly opened his mouth.
“Will you forgive me for accepting your marriage proposal belatedly?”
like that.
hardened woman.
He was a disciple raised by himself.
In the end, he stretched out his hand toward the face of the bride he had made his own, and removed the bandages covering her eyes.
Looking straight at her silver eyes, wide open even in the midst of being eroded by the power of the stars and blurry.
Limon gently lowered his head.
And…
Tzeup.
“…!”
overlapping lips.
A woman who lost even the sword she was holding while shaking her body due to the flow of mighty dragon psionic that permeated at the same time.
And seeing the man wrapping his arm around her waist.
Sir thought involuntarily.
I didn’t know that the baby, who was like that, would be such a great dog.
