How the Villain Lives

41. Who does?

Sung-hoon was disappointed, and Arben revealed joy. He was too much to cope with, but Pragarah helped him escape the crisis by moving on his own.

'That sword...' '

A fresh-grade sword that moves and defends itself even when the user is unconscious. The more I saw, the more Tom was upset. Of course, Rune Blade was the most familiar and suitable for his abilities, but he was more confident if he could get Pragarach.

'In that sense!'

"Everything has its rightful owner! That black thing is too bad for you!"

"Slasher!"

"Hmph."

Khh!

Compared to Arben, who even uses his skills to counterattack, Sung-hoon slammed the rune blade around his strength like a whip, so he offset the attack.

'Why are you so obsessed with my sword.., I think that's enough.'

I can see even if I just saw the workshop. A Shin Sword that saved Arven from death. Even if you carry the life of a bee, it would be no exaggeration. Moreover, it can be overwhelming not only in defense, but also in attack. It would be so natural to covet this sword as one of the inspectors.

Arben, who was furious and jumped once, but with a slight head chill while he was being screened several times, began to maintain his current situation as defensively as possible.

I don't know about swordsmanship or talent, but once on the specs, there is no need to compare them. That is why we need to aim for the best opportunity to last a little longer. On the other hand, Sung-hoon was nervous in his own way.

"The second thing I've seen so far. Of course, the first one is you, needless to say."

Given that the assessment of himself was made in perfect colored glasses, Arben could say that the next step in Mirina's sword was a frightening test. Now, of course, this side of the spectrum stands at an advantage and looks like it's coming out of relatively old age, but sometimes a sharp counterattack that pops out makes the chest cool.

'Basically, I think I have to fight Mirina. One thing to watch out for is the ability to go beyond the shadows and naturally apply magic in the middle of battle like my spell. I'm going step by step.'

Time was on his side anyway, so there was nothing urgent. You can win by pressuring the opponent one by one without being impatient. The first one was the majesty. I swung my sword towards Arben, who was noticeably slower, but I pulled them all out with a strange bluff that seemed to evoke Mirina.

Of course, it's pretty crude compared to a real mirage, and it doesn't completely offset the shock, but it stumbles. Naturally, it was not Sung-hoon who would miss that opportunity.

A fist that extends the shortest distance at the fastest speed without any skill. However, Arben, who was falling back, seeped and disappeared as if he were drowning in his shadow. I was embarrassed to see this strange phenomenon, but I already remember seeing it once, not the first time I saw it. When I threw the dagger out of my arms without looking back, I heard a rush to the ground.

'I'm not talented. So the only way I can win over talented people is to hide me as much as possible and get a sense of the other person. Arben, you've already shown me too much.'

"It's not cool. Do you have the heart to do it right?"

Kaaaaaaah!

"Or are you just a hobbyist? Then it doesn't make any sense."

"……."

Whatever Sung-hoon said, Arben kept his mouth shut and only silently attacked with sharp eyes. And Arben said with a slight smile.

"Strong. Definitely strong."

"Do you think this situation will change if I compliment you?"

"It's not a compliment. Admitted.Ghost, you must be...! Strong!"

Having reduced most of the impact through Pragarach, Arben began to move his sword cautiously, unlike many centuries ago. And the attacks that were unfolding towards Arben began to stop. So far, it is only urgent to see and stop, but now it is time to read the flow of the Holy Spirit and start moving ahead.

"But... I mean! Something's wrong with your black!"

"... all of a sudden I'm talking very nonsense. Are you trying to shake my mind? How about this?!"

Kaga River!

Glamour of the sword that makes your eyes happy just by watching!

Even if I had to pay a thousand gold to see this battle now, I wouldn't be afraid if I were a skilled prosecutor. To be precise, the sword that was unfolding was different from the ordinary one.

It's like dancing in a variety of ways, sometimes violent, light, glossy and surprising. Depending on the situation, it shows drastic changes that are not possible, and it drives the enemy away by simply saving the sword as well as the interplay and the elasticity of the body. I have no choice but to look that great.

But those who go far beyond that, and are called the geniuses who reign over the criminals, will notice something strange.

'There is no depth. To put it bluntly, should we call it austerity?'

That's what Arben felt.

Mirina reminded me of the wall. Such a wall that is so big and so tall that there is no place to step anywhere and no scratches whatsoever. However, such walls were not felt by ghosts. Obviously it looks high. It looks huge.

However, it felt like it was not as rigid as Miriam's, but as if it was made up of tangled branches and twigs. Such a kind of looseness that can be destroyed by force even if you can climb enough and not go up. If I had fought without going through a fight with Mirina, I might have been frightened.

'Don't shrink. Believe what I feel and have no doubt about my movements. I have enough...'

"Strong!"

What the fuck!

It was a surprise. Arben, who had been pushed for centuries, was sharing the same screening as Sung-hoon. Given the difference in specs, it was surprising, but as Mirina evolved her talent for craftsmanship, the same response is possible now.

Seong-hoon was surprised by Seong-hoon.

'You're not a normal person.'

His sword is infinitely strong for the weak and infinitely weak for the strong. Of course, he also created a talent called the Vaginal Thread, which unites so-called 'visible movements' that can only be recognized by real powers in case they are confronted with them. However, Sung-hoon, who had used the hidden vault, was forced to smile bitterly.

"I bet you're not a normal guy. No matter what happens, I'll have to take that sword and risk my life here."

Whatever the loophole, the opponent must be cautious and cautious. In the case of Myri, even this awkward move or gap is overestimated as an action to distract the opponent and retreat on its own. However, Arben is not.

'If you don't recognize the meaning of these moves, you can't fight like this. Meaning so, I have no choice but to say that this one has noticed my true self.'

Of course, not everyone can. Once there is no myriad, there must be a great deal of experience, even if it is a battle of equal talent. It should also not be too serious or stage cannon. I'm going to end up in the same illusion as Mirina. In that sense, Arben was an exquisite figure.

'It's like he was made to catch me.'

Similar fighting styles and abilities. It has quite a head and considerable combat power.

"Ghost. I'll tell you in advance when I get a chance to see you again. I thought about what you said to me last time."

"What did I say then? I'm the type who doesn't remember anything meaningless."

"I don't care if I don't remember. You saw me then. I judged him a hypocrite."

An arrow of wind begins to fly as Arben, who tilts his sword and stops it from piercing with his sword, bounces his finger. He disappeared from nearby without having to defend himself against the magic resistance of Holy Hun. But at least I managed to push myself a little bit.

"I've been thinking a lot since then. What I believed was real good and what I believed was evil."

"Have you come for late puberty?"

"Maybe. There is one conclusion I have come to. I have been and will continue to be, doing what I think is right. That's my answer."

There is no absolute good or evil in anything, and according to its position, it is difficult to turn around. No, how do we distinguish between good and evil in the first place? You think it's in your own best interest to make people happy? There is no answer. In the first place, there is no one who can do absolute good but perhaps God.

'But clearly, good and evil can be distinguished. The rules that have been built up so far, the notion of society, human conscience, instincts, whatever they say, whatever they become. At least it is something anyone can do to distinguish between right and wrong. Then you can trust it and follow it.'

From the outside, nothing may have changed so far. Internally, however, it has clearly changed. You can say that it is more mature.

"Ghost. At first I thought I was an enemy I couldn't cross you. But now I know."

Once the balance was broken, Sung-hoon slowly began to push as his clothes were wet in the crotch. I wanted to flinch with the Vaginal Chamber for a while, but soon he came in relentlessly to check only to the extent that he would not get hurt, so he was slowly pushed through the years.

"There is no such thing as a wall that cannot be crossed. No matter how rough I look, if I walk one step at a time, I can finally cross. And I love you..."

Same situation as before. Only two roles have changed. He who is beaten by the Holy Hun, and Arben who swings.

"Skip."

The sword swings. It's too late to stop it. Pragarah has the effect of unconditionally cutting items below the Unique, so it was 99% certain to cut the body like this. Arben's mind was slightly relieved, convinced that he would not be able to survive unless he could use even professional tanker skills. And as soon as the sword touched, the sacrifice was again staggered.

Khh!

Pragarach's movement stops with clear metals. Arben, who quickly confirmed the identity of blocking his sword, was forced to mutter foolishly, feeling a sense of embarrassment that did not suit the situation.

"... a book?"

"Have you been hit with a book?"

I'm out!

An unexpected attack that unfolded in an unexpected situation could not be prevented by Arven. No, I was so concerned only with the sword in my right hand in the first place, and so far I've become accustomed to the weapon called the sword, that sudden blunt force, and an attack with an ultodanto object called a book, crushed Arven's jaw as it is.

"Hahaha!"

"Oh, that's a lot to say. What kind of boy cartoonist are you? What are you ashamed of yourself for saying that? Didn't you just say that?"

Of course not, but in the first place, it is not the position of the Holy Hun or the Ghost to say such things.

"That's a lot to say."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The tongue didn't bite, but if the shock was strong, a few teeth fell off the top. Sung-hoon, who looked at Arben as his front teeth fell and became a ridiculous molar, said in a real way.

"What we're doing right now isn't fighting for each other's lives? But he's talking like he's good at something."

I didn't mean to confuse the other person through conversations like I did, but I thought seriously about throwing a few words on my own, and as I struggled, 'I think so!' Do you think it's natural to say that?

"Ugh!"

"Speak up straight. By the way, I don't think we should fight with moderation. So let's get serious."

"Argh!"

Soulburn skill activated.

A blue flame began to bloom throughout the body. A double-edged sword that inflicts powerful pain instead of drastically increasing all stats! Certainly against Arben, who rushes into a different movement than just now, Sung-hoon uses the book to stop the sword frontally.

'I thought you were trying to hide your skills.'

When you listen to the book, you can see that the Melee Combat Strength of Seong Hoon decreases slightly. A weapon called a book, you might call it a weapon in the first place, but it was good to see that there was little gain from using the malformed weapon. There are no handles in the neat rich and the size is vague. Apart from the idea of destroying the common sense of swinging a book, purely in terms of combat power, it is of course weakening rather than just using a sword.

However, the story is different if viewed as an overall comprehensive combat force rather than a close combat.

Bloop!

At the same time, numerous fire, wind, arrows of ice and spheres began to appear around the Holy Hun as the pages of the book opened themselves magically. At first glance, that number seemed to be more than twice that of Arben.

"You'd better be careful."

Seeing countless explosions, Sung-hoon focused his consciousness on the right hand holding the rune blade.

Mixed Sword activates.

Vaporizes. Increases Strength.

All I had in my hand was a sack of swords, but I felt heavy as if I had hung a thousand stones. It is not the heaviness of feeling distressed. Rather delightful weight. And Sung-hoon wielded his sword with all his might.

Qaaaaaah!

"It might end in an instant."