Chapter 183, Chapter
59. Legend of the Spirited Sword (6)
It wasn’t just because of their legendary insolence that the Ming Dynasty were able to challenge the gods.
The magic civilization they built 5,000 years ago had a corner that was superior even compared to the current generation.
“We didn’t have the concept of wizards like other races hehe. Instead, all those who can handle magic became blacksmiths like me.”
Jin suppressed shock as Boras spoke triumphantly.
‘Memory transfer magic…!’
I had known for a long time that such a device had been installed in the Heister family’s lore ground. However, that was a unique magic only the Hester family had achieved, and it was not universally accepted.
It might be memory erasure, but transmission is an area that even the experts in magic studies have not studied in the first place.
“What is it? Did you put some magic on the molars of the O2 brothers?”
“it is a secret!”
“I don’t know what it is, but you received a true gift. The Otoo brothers are blacksmiths who have a reputation for being the most outstanding in the history of the Myeongwang family. In the past, all the brothers used to line up to receive goods from Brother Otouwang.”
“It’s all just a story before our time stopped, but it’s okay.”
Boras, whose job was only a blacksmith, was also an excellent warrior who was not lacking in the position of the King of the Myeongwang clan.
“Thank you, I will put it to good use.”
“If there is something going, there must be something coming, right? I gave you the teeth, so you have to give me the second achievement.”
Why are they so obsessed with achievements?
I doubted that, but I just nodded my head. I don’t know what my next achievement will be.
* * *
On January 20, 1797, a month has passed since Jin arrived at Lafra Rosa.
In the meantime, he was trained by Garmund Boras. He practiced soul cutting with Garmund and learned how to use his body more effectively from Boras.
How to lighten the body, how to control the strength, how to exert superpower beyond the limit, and so on. The martial art of the Myeongwang clan taught by Boras was a wild yet mysterious realm.
“I thought I would never be able to throw away my preconceived notions because it seemed like I had lived a life of winning and winning every time, but I never thought I would learn this well.”
“You taught me well, Boras.”
“Heh, it’s not like that. All the martial arts of the Myungwang clan are based on the temperament in which auras accumulate in the heart. A method of strengthening and lightening by sending the aura of the heart to various parts of the body. It is your talent that you quickly copied.”
The Myungwang family is born with a jewel heart that contains an aura, but Jin, a human, is not.
Even so, the triangular aura on Jin’s chest was shining like a jewel heart. A heart was formed on the chest to reproduce the manifestation of the Aura of the Myeongwang family.
It was never easy.
Any warrior who has reached the state can form a ‘room’ similar to the heart of the Myeongwang family jewel on the chest with an aura.
But having the room act like a real jewel heart was another matter. No matter how skilled a fighter was, it was impossible to follow in just one month. Even if it’s not a month, but 10 years, it will be the same.
‘If it wasn’t for the memory of the Myungwangsword given to me by my new molars, it would have been difficult to say I was.’
The fact that Jin learned how to operate the Myeongwang family aura in a short period of time was largely thanks to the memory imprinted on Boras’s molars.
Of course, even taking all that fact into account, Boras highly valued Jin’s talent.
“It’s more fun than teaching Temar hehe. In the afternoon, the King of Death brothers will come. And he will teach you the Spirit Sword Type 2.”
“hmm? Did you say that the brothers of the King of Death will come from this afternoon? Why didn’t I hear?”
“It was decided early in the morning, so you probably didn’t hear it, Brother Paltuwang. I asked for it myself. Originally, I was going to call her after I finished overcoming the spirit-sucking sword, but seeing Jin do it, it wouldn’t hurt to meet him early.”
At those words, Garmund smiled.
“Do you think I don’t know who Brother Otoo is? Do you want to eat Jin’s achievements as soon as possible?”
Boras sighed and unpacked the bundle. During lunchtime, the three of them sat side by side and ate traditional sweets from the Myeongwang family.
The snack, called ‘Cockto’, had no taste. However, like the canteen Valeria gave in the Great Desert, it had the effect of quickly restoring energy.
“Can I pack this when I go back later?”
“If Brother Tushin allows it.”
Well well.
After eating all the cocktails, I was practicing Soul Slashing for a couple of hours when the King of Death appeared at the training ground.
King Satu was a woman with a huge greatsword on her back.
‘It’s a person who didn’t show any emotion at all in the Battle of Gods.’
Garmund was an easy-to-bake type, and Boras had a crush on Jin in the first place. Thanks to that, I was able to get closer without difficulty, but it wouldn’t be possible to do that with all fighting kings.
“This is Gene Runkandel.”
Even though Jin approached first and greeted him, King Satu only nodded slightly and did not reveal his name.
‘Do you hate me? I can’t read the expression.’
Just as he was about to say hello again, Boras clapped his hands as if remembering something he had forgotten.
“ah! That’s right, Brother Death can’t speak.”
You must have a speech impediment.
I was trying to understand that, but Garmund added a word.
“I am practicing proverbs. It’s been quite a while, since it’s been going on since before Lapla Rosa’s time stopped…”
The King of Death nodded quietly.
‘A motto training? Why would you do that?’
I’ve heard stories that the saints of Bankela say aphorisms when they do penance. However, it was the first time I had seen a martial artist practice proverbs.
‘Rather than that, if I don’t talk, how are you going to tell me about the 2nd set of Spirited Swords?’
While many questions soared, King Satu pulled out his great sword.
Then Jin carved letters on the floor of the training hall at a speed that was too fast for Jin to follow with his eyes.
-Rinpa
That was the name of the King of Death.
“Nice to meet you, Linpa.”
“Uh, by the way, the King of Death brothers. Isn’t this a continental language?”
Rinpa wrote her name in Continental, not Myeongwang. Garmund and Boras’ eyes widened as if this fact was very surprising.
“Hahaha, I’ve been confined to my room lately, so I can’t believe I studied the continental language for the second successor… 100k!”
visor!
It was the great sword that interrupted Garmund’s words. Lynpa had stabbed him once to tell him to shut up.
A fierce and heavy attack for a warning. The body of Garmund, who managed to get rid of the greatsword, floated to the surface. Just as another attack was about to follow, Boras blocked her path.
“Are you really going to cut Brother Garmund in half?”
Nod.
“Looking at the face of this successor, bear with it. It’s not a matter of a day or two for the Garmund brothers’ snouts to be straight.”
Nod.
Garmund let out a sigh as Lynfa slapped the lead sword. The part where you can see the superiority of combat power at a glance was also the part where you can see the dignity of the blacksmith Boras.
Hana Jin had no choice but to be ridiculous.
‘Is it really that embarrassing to have studied a few letters of the continental language for me? If you mess with me, I’ll kill you too.’
Fortunately, Jin has already experienced these ‘crazy’ people outside several times.
In Jin’s eyes, the person most similar to Rinfa was Yona.
‘I’ll have to treat you like Jonah. That might be the most effective.’
* * *
The Death Fighting King Rinpa had many similarities in personality, enough to be called ‘Yona who can’t speak’.
It wasn’t all that good. Rinfa is not the real Jonah.
Therefore, there was not that much affection between Jin and Linfa, and Linpa seemed to regard Jin as a rather attractive toy.
Just like when Jin first found Samil.
Rinfa bullied Jin from time to time.
Or just suddenly show the Spirit Sword 2 once and then go into silence again.
When Jin was performing a soul slash, he watched for a while and then struck Jin with his greatsword. It seemed to say no.
“Big!”
If he hadn’t awakened his mind, his head would have already fallen on that great sword five times.
Every time he blocked the greatsword, Jin had to feel his whole body breaking, but Rinfa smiled with his eyes shining as if he was satisfied.
I don’t know if I’m satisfied with my own blow or if Jin’s blocking is good.
Jin never asked. Why do you do this to me, what do you want, why do you keep attacking me…
‘You shouldn’t pay attention to people like Yona until she can’t overcome her curiosity and approaches you first.’
Garmund and Boras were just as amazing as Jin. It was because he remembered how confused Temar had been for two days when he met Rinfa.
It wasn’t until ten days after Linfa’s arrival that Jin’s judgment saw the light of day.
Khazik! Khazik! Hiss!
For the first time since the first day, Rinfa had written on the floor.
-Why don’t you ask for the name of Spirit Sword Type 2? I’ve already shown you several times.
shit.
As soon as I saw the text, I smiled.
‘That’s right!’
Jin erased his smile and met Rinfa’s eyes.
“It was because I wasn’t curious.”
-why?
“Rather than that… can you call this the practice of maxims?”
Rinfa’s eyes widened.
“I think a maxim is not just about not talking. It must be meaningful to forbid communication with others.”
“I think Jin got it right?”
“Is that what I heard?”
Garmund and Boras turned their heads and looked at Rinfa.
With a blank face, as if she had forgotten what to say, she just pondered Jin’s question for a while.
It was time to nail the wedge.
“You said why didn’t you ask me what the name of the Spirited Sword Type 2 was? I don’t want to learn anything from a sham. So I wasn’t curious. If you want to teach me, show me something great. Just like Garmund and Boras did.”
“oh.”
“Ah…”
Garmund and Boras sighed.
They never dreamed that Jin would drive Rinfa in this way. Even Tatsushin only said to Rinpa, ‘What’s wrong with the King of Death brothers?’
The moment Jin turns around and tries to practice Soul Slash again.
“Something… no.”
Rinfa opened her mouth.
It was half a million years ago. For 50,000 years, the time of the Myungwang clan did not fully pass, so it was the first time in 20 years for Rinpa to open her mouth.
Garmund and Boras couldn’t help but make a fuss.
“Tongue brother. Practicing maxims…!”
“Brother Linfa! are you okay!?”
Then, the two of them clung to Rinfa and rolled their eyes, but she only said this while fixing her eyes on Jin.
“It shows something great…”
Fools are right
Jin swallowed a laugh and nodded. It seemed that Death Fighting King Rinpa’s training could be finished within a few days.
