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    “… … .”

    I inadvertently clenched my teeth as if they were going to break.

    Although it was partly because conversions were blocked, that was not the main reason.

    That one.

    It was because of the sword made of light that bloomed on the sword of the swordsman.

    ‘… ‘Geomgang.’

    It was definitely a sword lecture.

    The same one I use.

    No, strictly speaking, there may be minor differences.

    However, in terms of essentials, there will not be much difference.

    It is a sword created with energy and intention that only warriors who have reached the level of enlightenment, and especially those with extreme enlightenment, can create. It is a sword that can cut through anything.

    Geom lecture.

    The swordsman was using it.

    I had a thought, just in case.

    Geomgang may not be my exclusive domain.

    It is said that among the other warriors of the Ten Swords, there may be someone who knows how to use the Sword Gang.

    But it really was there.

    Someone like that.

    If I had just confirmed it under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have felt so frustrated.

    However, in this situation.

    In a situation where I was cornered, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment as my chance at conversion was blocked by that sword.

    The fact that he could use the Sword Gang was tantamount to a death sentence, erasing even the slightest glimmer of hope I had.

    “… That’s amazing. It’s really amazing.”

    However, regardless of me, the swordsman was also showing a different reaction from what he had shown so far.

    The facial expressions he had shown so far were varied, but all of them were fake.

    Surprise, sadness, laughter, everything.

    However, what appeared on the swordsman’s face now was pure emotion.

    Pure astonishment.

    For the first time since seeing me, the old man was looking at me with shaking eyes.

    “Just reaching the level of intention at that age would have turned the continent upside down, but to think that he has already reached the ‘sword of intention’… … .”

    His eyes turned to the sword in my hand.

    “The reason I got there is that even if I search the continent, I wonder if there are more people except me and Sword Saint… You’ve only reached that age?”

    The swordsman shook his head.

    “… Hehehe.”

    A dejected laugh escaped his mouth.

    And, when he raised his head again.

    There was no expression on that face.

    Kuung─

    And at the same time, a heavy energy pressed down on my son-in-law.

    A strong and heavy energy emanated from the swordsman, to the point where I thought something was really pressing down on my body.

    “… … .”

    Not even dry saliva comes out.

    You become hesitant to even exhale.

    In such heaviness.

    The swordsman drew his sword.

    It was clearly a slow movement.

    It seems like even an ordinary person, not a warrior who has reached the peak, can see and avoid it.

    However.

    I couldn’t even react properly to that slow sword.

    I just barely raised my sword and held it forward.

    and.

    bang!

    With a heavy drink, the next moment I was flying in the air.

    ‘what… !’

    It was a blow.

    It was just a blow.

    There was no time to let go of the shock and no time to do anything.

    I was in a situation where I was flying in the air.

    The arm that blocked the swordsmith’s sword was complaining of pain as if it were torn, and the sword was making a pitiful sound as if it would break at any moment.

    furthermore.

    The aftermath didn’t end there.

    Even though it is flying through the air at great speed, it does not hit anything.

    Even though it is in the mountains and not on a flat land.

    Quickly scan your surroundings.

    Then the surrounding scene came into view.

    The sight of everything split in half.

    Trees, stones, rocks.

    It was all cut out.

    Even though the sword did not touch it directly.

    “I never thought even this would react.”

    My thoughts were broken by a voice coming from a short distance away.

    “But, that doesn’t stop there.”

    The Death God recited so coldly.

    and.

    The sword flashed once again.

    ***

    Sigh─

    The sword swung from the swordsmith’s hand once again.

    A short silence surrounded the son-in-law.

    Although it was originally a quiet place, small noises are bound to exist in any space.

    In particular, places like the mountains are full of sounds that humans cannot easily detect or naturally let go.

    The sound of birds chirping, the rustling of grass blades, the sound of branches shaking in the wind, and the sounds of insects.

    However, at this moment.

    No sound was heard.

    Absolute silence fell in the mountains.

    As if the sword strike from a moment ago had even cut down the sound in the mountains.

    How long did that silence last?

    ─────!

    As if the silence just moments before had been a lie, a burst of laughter broke out that shook the son-in-law.

    At the same time, everything around the swordsman is being cut down.

    A rocky cliff a long way away collapsed.

    Coogung─

    Numerous rocks and stones collapsed, raising thick dust.

    The swordsman quietly looked at the scene with sunken eyes.

    As time passed and the dust that had risen in abundance settled, the remains of the collapsed cliff finally came into view.

    The cliff, which had been shattered to pieces, was now a pile of rocks and stones, with their original shape all over the place, making it difficult to even guess how many pieces there were.

    It was only after some time had passed that the inorganic and at the same time desolate scene began to change.

    A pile of stones shook.

    Toad-duk─

    Eventually it collapsed.

    And there, a figure appeared.

    Inyoung, whose entire body is covered in blood, is barely holding on to a single sword.

    “Amazing.”

    The old man, the swordsman, who was quietly watching the scene, spoke.

    “I never thought I would get through that and survive.”

    The content of the words themselves was admiration for Inyoung and Wade.

    However, the swordsman’s expression as he said those words was extremely stiff.

    And when I got to his eyes, I felt the illusion that they were burning, contrary to his calm tone.

    What was contained in those eyes seemed to be more than just speculation.

    “But, you know now, right? That you have no chance of winning.”

    Calmly, the swordsman threw his horse-shaped blade at Wade.

    “Stop giving up. You will die here.”

    Like a person reciting a confirmed future.

    In a feminine tone.

    “You won’t be able to show off that brilliant talent, and you will die here lonely.”

    Evenly, the blade continues.

    “If nothing had happened, the talent that would have rewritten the history of the continent would not have been recognized by the world, would not have achieved any feat, and would have disappeared here.”

    “Come on,” the old man added.

    “How do you feel? I feel like dying without being able to bloom.”

    Contrary to his calm tone, his eyes were filled with somber emotions.

    “Are you sad? Are you desperate? Are you angry?”

    Although it seemed to take the form of a question, it was difficult to see it as a complete question.

    “Aren’t you curious about what will happen to the people around you who are left behind and how they will react?”

    Because he seemed like someone who wanted that to happen.

    May Wade be sad, may he be angry.

    May you be afraid of death and despair of this dark reality.

    Because he seemed like a person who wanted and desired.

    However.

    “… … .”

    Wade didn’t say anything.

    However, he was just staring at the swordsman with his entire body drenched in blood and his arms hanging limply.

    The swordsman’s eyebrows were slightly distorted.

    “… Looks like you haven’t given up yet.”

    I can’t believe I haven’t given up yet.

    It was a somewhat inappropriate thing to say to someone who looked like a complete mess no matter where you looked.

    “… … .”

    As the saying goes, Wade’s eyes had not yet broken down.

    My whole body was a mess, and I felt like I wouldn’t be surprised if I fainted right away.

    The look in his eyes showed that he had not given up yet.

    “… Well, the spirit of not giving up until the end can be called the spirit of a warrior.”

    The swordsman made a remark that seemed to praise Wade’s spirit, but the youthful look in his eyes was different.

    He had a look in his eyes that seemed to displease the fact that Wade did not give up and did not despair.

    “But it’s meaningless.”

    The old man shook his head.

    “Obviously, no one can match your talent, and your level can never be reached at that age, it’s a ridiculous level. But you have a fatal flaw.”

    A dagger disguised as advice flowed from the swordsman’s mouth.

    “Due to the lack of absolute time and training, their magical power and physical abilities are considerably lower than those of martial artists in the same realm. That’s why you can’t even maintain the ‘Sword of Intention’ for long. Moreover, the condition is not perfect.”

    After speaking, the swordsman stretched out his finger.

    Toward the sword Wade is holding.

    Sure enough, the sword that had been emitting a dazzling light from Wade’s sword just a moment ago had disappeared.

    “You know this well as you are a warrior who can handle the Sword of Intention. What happens when a weapon with the Sword of Intention collides with a weapon without it?”

    Geomgang has a formidable spirit, as if it can cut down all things in the world.

    If it weren’t for a sword with the same steel, even a sword made of the legendary metal wouldn’t be able to last long.

    “So, just give up. There is no chance for you to win.”

    Geomgong suggested.

    Subtle and calm.

    Give up quickly and get comfortable.

    That’s the way for you.

    but.

    “… … .”

    Wade still didn’t say anything.

    He just looked at the swordsman with eyes that did not extinguish his fighting spirit.

    “… If that’s what you mean, there’s nothing we can do.”

    Now with a distorted face, the swordsman shook his head.

    “I’ll just stop breathing.”

    The swordsman let out a soft sigh and swung his sword again.

    That strange sword that put Wade in such a miserable state.

    Huh ─

    Slowly, the sword was swung.

    The distance between the two was far, but it was as if there was no need to worry about such things.

    like that.

    Once again, a slash that would cut down all things was born from the tip of his sword.

    At the same time, Wade’s body, which had been motionless all this time, moved.

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