episode_0134

The ruined Hongseongmun was quite awkward compared to the intact Hongseongmun that we were now used to. But even so, it wasn’t a problem. That’s because the Sword Saint’s mental image was devastated.

I saw ruined mountain gates here and there.

Sanmun, which can be said to be the gateway to all schools of thought, is always maintained properly. This was because there was a popular belief that if it collapsed, the future of the sect would become cloudy.

That prose was half broken.

And, at the place where Hong Seong-moon’s disciples always guard.

There was a corpse.

I squatted down and lifted the body slightly.

hmm. It’s a face I don’t know.

– Yerin! Try this! Very sweet and delicious!

The girl with dark blue hair, who had practiced to the point where she was drenched in sweat, received the sweets in her hands and her eyes sparkled.

She really liked her sister-in-law, who would always buy her a piece of sugar and give it to her when she came back from outside.

Looking at this, I had a rough idea of what kind of mentality she had.

her past.

Hong Seong-moon’s family that Geomseong could not protect.

The past must be progressing.

And it won’t be just that.

As I was going up the stairs, I found a girl lying down. The girl with dark blue short hair was a face I recognized.

This is a girl named Hwi-ho, one of the current Hong Seong-moon’s disciples and just above Yoo Hee.

Hongryeon boasted that although she was shy, she always moved quickly.

There was a large hole in the girl’s chest, and blood and internal organs were flowing out of it.

– Master! Thanks as always!

Although she was shy, she was a girl who was helpless and happy when her teacher stroked her head. Although she was a daughter of a fairly prosperous family of righteousness, her memories of falling in love with Geomseong’s righteousness and entering Hongseongmun and becoming her disciple were unfolding as a fantasy.

I thought it would be like this.

The Demon of the Sword Saint is not just a thing of the past.

Based on that, it would be the despair of not being able to protect the people one is supposed to protect.

I climbed the stairs of Hongseongmun again. As you go up, you can see signs of destruction. Dead bodies can be seen here and there.

Every time I check them one by one, the illusion gradually appears and disappears.

and.

“…Tsk.”

For me, I couldn’t help but feel bitter.

It was because I discovered a red lotus. As if she was trying to protect the other disciples and the other people of Hongseongmun, she was left standing and dead, holding a broken greatsword.

I walked up to her and extended my hand.

– I will definitely become someone like your teacher!

He was seen holding Hongryeon’s hand and smiling as a child. Toward her like that, Sword Saint made a promise.

The first student I received.

I will raise you well.

I closed Hongryeon’s eyes and laid her body down. And then I went inside Hongseongmun again.

“…Oh my.”

I saw other people in Hongseongmun who had already collapsed.

Among them, a girl with gray hair. When I saw Sayun, I held her hand.

The moment I held your small, cold hand. I saw a girl looking up at the sky blankly.

-From now on, call me teacher.

A child who resembles his childhood. That’s why I wanted to teach a child many things.

Sayun, holding hands with Geomseong, was smiling brightly.

Geomsung thought that smile was very precious.

When the illusion disappeared, I went inside.

When I arrived in front of the castle hall, I saw a woman with dark blue hair kneeling in front of a black-haired woman who was holding a great sword and bursting into laughter.

I was able to see Geomseong.

Did he feel popular?

Geomseong slowly turned his head. Her dark eyes were empty.

It seems like there is no more hope.

It’s as if he can’t escape from this hell.

And, the moment when the black-haired woman’s great sword pierced the sword saint.

The surroundings have changed.

Unlike what I saw before, this time I was in a bleak garden inside Hongseongmun Gate that had not changed even after the renovation of Hongseongmun Gate.

And, next to me, Geomseong was sitting with a devastated expression.

She couldn’t even hide the tears flowing down her face.

Geomseong slowly pulls both legs and embraces them with his arms.

I opened my mouth as I listened to her sobbing as she squatted down and put her face in her knees.

“Are you okay?”

There was no answer. However, the slight shaking of my head made me think that I had not completely given up yet.

“Then can you try one more time?”

Geomsung raised his head. Her pretty face was covered in tears and distorted.

She looked at me blankly and then put her face back into her knees.

“I believe you know what the situation is now. If you stay like this…”

It’s chained, and it’s said that Amipa will help, but it’s only a matter of time before the Demon Swordsman breaks through it.

“I really can’t keep it. Are you okay with that?”

I flinch, my shoulders are shaking.

It will be difficult.

It will be painful.

It will be scary.

Nevertheless, Geomseong knew who he was and what he should do.

“You said you would entrust your life to me. Let’s go together.”

“…You could be in danger.”

I thought as I looked at Geomseong wiping away his tears.

There’s no one who doesn’t know what men should say in times like this.

“It’s okay. I won’t die.”

are you okay. I won’t die.

Was this the number one will of men?

In response to my answer, Geomseong looked at me blankly and then burst into laughter.

“I always think about you, but you are truly a strong person. To be so calm even in this situation…”

Geomseong thought for a moment, touched his face with his hand a few times, and stood up.

“That’s great. ruler. So what should I do?”

She answered calmly, looking a little more tired than usual.

“…You must defeat me and Simma.”

I headed to Hongseongmun’s castle hall with Geomseong. And unlike before, the people they encountered were not dead.

“Master!”

“Yerin!”

Of course, it was different from reality. Because people I didn’t know and people I knew were together as if it was natural.

After looking at them vaguely, saying hello and having a short conversation, the swordsman opened his mouth while moving.

“She defeated me and… killed them. As if I could never protect it.”

“Is that so? But this is surprising. I didn’t know that the Sword Saint would lose.”

“…Because she is also me.”

Does that mean the skills themselves are the same?

In the end, the key is your mindset and how much of a gap you can create.

When we arrived at the castle hall together, talking to Geomseong.

A black human-shaped figure was sitting on the stairs of the castle hall.

In an instant, the face changes.

Always with a carefree, calm and sleepy look.

However, Na Yerin is a swordsman with flashing red eyes that are scary enough.

“Oh my. Are you here again? This time… hehe. Is this a man you’ve never seen before?”

A voice mixed with mockery flows out, and the appearance changes again.

The black-haired woman I saw earlier. To the Great Swordsman’s residence.

After bursting into laughter, she changed into the Sword Saint’s face again, but neither I nor the Sword Saint gave any response.

“Couldn’t you have brought the teacher or your student? That person…”

Tilt your head, the black-haired woman. Sima of the Sword Saint grinned.

“No matter how you look at it, it looks weak!!”

Red energy bursts out like an explosion. When just standing there was enough to make me flinch and be pushed away, the Sword Saint also spoke while holding his great sword.

“…It will be different this time.”

“Huhuhuhu. Why don’t you give up soon? It’s easier if you give up. iced coffee. I want you to know how sweet the power of evil is. okay. If you kill everything holding you…”

My eyes sparkle. Unable to overcome the madness, his red eyes turned to this place.

“You will feel comfortable too!!”

Still, I don’t use a meteor shower from the beginning.

Well, in a fight between experts of that level, gathering energy to use it would give them a significant gap.

I will use it after suppressing it to some extent.

While I was thinking, Geomseong ran away, leaving me behind.

-bang!! bang!!

Greatswords collide with greatswords. However, despite hearing such a powerful sound, no one came.

“Hahaha!! Ahahaha!!”

A sinister energy rises from Simma’s body as she bursts into madness.

Simma and Sword Saint.

Both of them were using Hongseong Shinkong at a similar level, but Simma’s momentum itself was stronger.

In addition, he keeps changing his appearance and putting mental pressure on him, so it seems like his swordsmanship is losing ground.

If this continues, the same results will come out as before.

Still, I watched in silence.

When I saw Simma’s movements and actions, I wondered if it was possible.

I feel like I’ve seen all of those things somewhere.

This is Sayoon’s forced defeat event.

When Hongseong Shingong was unable to hold back his anger and blood after seeing a village being annihilated by the Iron Blood Legion, he went on a rampage.

The movements she showed then and Simma’s movements now were quite similar, although there was a difference in level.

And, after being blocked by Caijin and defeated by Doje, she gained enlightenment, freed herself from Simma, and became one level stronger.

“Ugh!!”

The sword that bounced off gritted its teeth. When she was about to leave again, I spoke to the Sword Saint.

“Geomseong. Do you trust me?”

“I believe it.”

There was not a single hesitation. She was adamant, so she spoke.

“Then trust me and give me a chance. I think I can create a gap at least once.”

“…It’s dangerous.”

Still, wouldn’t it be better than just sitting there and letting it go?

If you stay still, you’ll be pushed anyway.

In a fight between strong men, Geomseong knows better than me that a single gap can change the momentum and decide the winner.

Is that why? Geomseong looked at me intently and asked in a trembling voice.

“…Can you do it? It must be dangerous.”

“It’s okay.”

“…You have always kept what you said and always achieved what you set out to achieve. So… I will believe it.”

Geomseong nodded, and I stepped forward. Seeing me like that, Simma snorted in bewilderment.

“You think you can stop me?!”

I held out my right hand.

And put your left hand down.

Just like Chaejin did back then.

She didn’t even use powerful martial arts skills to deal with such great power.

Because she was just practicing Tai Chi.

Of course, mine and Chae Jin’s Tai Chi are at different levels.

There is also a difference in level between the runaway Sayun and the Geomsung’s demon.

Ridicule, contempt, and pettiness.

She swung her great sword at me as if she was swatting away a pesky worm.

Hongseong Shingong Daegeomsik. Destruction.

The weakest attack among Hongseong Shingong’s great sword techniques.

It was an attack that revealed the arrogance that Simma possessed.

“At best, you’re an ant.”

I stretched out my left hand for a powerful, simple strike containing only sword power, not strong energy.

It feels heavy. The power contained in the arms is powerful.

The Sim Demon before my eyes has the power of the Sword Saint, and has killed her countless times by stimulating her guilt and killing the strong men of Hongseongmun, putting her in despair.

So, it wasn’t wrong for her to say that I was an ant.

So, it was also natural not to use much effort to clean up such trivial things.

So I didn’t know it was possible.

Of course, even if that were the case, I might have to suffer a bit.

My left hand touched the great sword. There was no need to stop it.

All you have to do is change that powerful trend even just a little bit.

I saw.

Sayoon, who had a strong but arrogant power due to Hongseong Shingong’s evil spirit running rampant.

I saw.

Chae Jin channeled that power into Tai Chi using very little force.

I saw.

And even though I was lacking, I was learning it.

Tai Chi is a technique that can change the direction of a river with the strength of a single feather.

-Wood!!

Of course it wasn’t easy.

Even if only the direction of force was changed, the minimum qualifications were needed to change the momentum itself.

That’s why I heard my left arm twisting.

I never thought it would be like this to protect my body using Oh Geum-hee’s taboo.

I feel pain that sends shivers down my spine.

A strong pressure is poured onto the body that serves as the axis.

them.

Take it all in and let it go.

“Cough!”

As if I had suffered an internal injury, I felt something warm rising from inside and flowing from the corner of my mouth.

However, this level of injury has already been taken into account.

And I can’t do this again.

That demon isn’t stupid either, so when he attacks me again, he won’t use such a simple attack.

But just once.

All you have to do is change the direction once and create a thin gap.

He gets injured like this in order to create a gap for Sima, who has the same level of strength as the Sword Saint?

It’s a surplus business.

Also, I heard from my apprentice that any injuries sustained while using someone else’s mirror will be treated as if they did not exist when you return, so this is such a pain.

There is no reason not to be patient.

“Huh?”

A tsunami-like attack that was about to tear my body apart in one blow passed me by. As I cut through the air with my great sword, while Simma was startled with her eyes wide open, I lightly pushed her away with my right shoulder, and she stumbled slightly.

This created a gap.

The miraculous results I created.

Geomseong did not miss out.