Possessing Nothing

I'm done with the long haul. After getting off the fairy horse, Lee looked around.

This is the plains near Nerod. This is the place where Lee Sung-min was chased by the sword while returning to Haras after killing Amzon.

[Why did you leave her at the end?]

“It's dangerous.”

[Is it because of the sword?]

Heju laughs and asks. I didn't need an answer.

I knew Lee Sung-min's heart well anyway. It is a threat to the winning sword of the flying sword, ignoring a vague distance.

Considering him, he tried to go to Wudang because even if the sword line was hostile, there was a buyer to stop him.

But now there are no shareholders.

There is no way to stop it if the sword strikes and wins.

That's why I left Scarlet behind. When the sword was aiming this way, he was not confident that he would keep Scarlet safe, not himself.

Even now, Lee Sung-min was wary of winning by sharpening his senses.

‘This street is within the range of the sword line. ’

I know this plains well because I've been chased for a long time. So I'm vigilant...... But even after a while, the sword won't come. Did the sword line not notice? However, no matter how brilliant the sword is, it is still human.

It's never too close to Wudang. It may be impossible to detect something this far away, even with a sword line.

[I'll hear your grumbling later.]

‘Maybe so. ’

I recall Scarlet's eyes widening in shock at the end.

What I said about feeling sorry for you.

Even when you are insensitive to the sadness of losing others, you are broken. Lee Sung-min swallowed his breath.

[You've been broken for a long time.]

Heju said with a smile.

[Pretending to be sane...... but your mind is really strange. And, your mind is very unstable. Maybe it's the extraterrestrials.]

"Is it?"

[You'd better be conscious. That I'm not fine. You have to have that minimum awareness.]

‘I don't want to, but I'm still aware of it thanks to you. ’

[It's all for your own good.]

Are you worried I'm gonna go crazy? ’

[Worried.Didn 't you make a promise? When you lose your mind and you lose control of yourself, this old man will stand up and stop you. I hope that day doesn't come.]

“So am I. ”

Lee Hyeong-min muttered, pulling out the spear from the subspace pocket. Of course, Lee Sung-min wished that day would never come.

If that's the case, you'll be completely separated from Heju, who's been talking for a long time. I didn't want that...... to happen.

[Why, 'cause you're about to cry?]

“Shut up.”

After saying a few words, Lee Sung-min squeezed out a spear and looked at the mountain in the distance.

I was supposed to go with Wudang. Recalling what the tetrarchist said, Lee Sung-min opened his eyes.

I didn't reduce my boundaries. My senses are sharpened so that I don't miss even the slightest risk.

However, even as the distance continued to decline, there were no threats to the blade. Have you noticed yet? With nothing like this, I was even more concerned that I only came here so smoothly.

The shaman was in sight thanks to the restless running. Lee stopped walking.

Can I go up like this?

[You can't not go up there.]

Even so, Lee Sung-min started climbing the mountain. It was rough, but it was not much different for Lee Sung-min to run the plains.

Although it was the first time that Wudang himself came, Wudang was known for many things, even though he had never been to the famous Moorish Moonpara himself. Hazard detection, shaman's swordsmanship, authenticity, etc.

The shrine of Wudang's former leader, Swordsman, is the highest peak of this mountain, behind the shaman's buildings after a long time.

Even for the same pagan shamans, the peaks where the sword dwells are forbidden and sanctuary. Infiltrating him head-on is a challenge for shamans.

Fighting Wudang was not what Lee meant for him. But you can't make an appointment and go to meet him with respect.

I came all the way up here, but I was worried about going straight to the peak with the sword line.

What would a poacher do?

[Don't compare.]

When I think about it naturally, Heju shoots me.

[You're a buyer and a buyer. Your master is dead, and you have inherited his power. However, it is funny to want you to be a man like the tetrarch.]

Why is that funny? ’

[Because you're you.]

Once again, Heju empowered the words.

[It's the wrong clothes. Your predisposition was so different from that of the tetrarch. You are useless, thoughtful and troubled. It has enough power, but it lacks confidence. Well, I don't think that's up to us. You must be...... strong enough to be handed to a skilled artisan. Most of the people you turned against were stronger than you.]

Bad luck. Hungry grumbles.

[Nevertheless, stop comparing yourself to the proprietor.]

‘I just want to look like her. ’

[You don't want to be like me. What would a poacher have done? You're comparing yourself with such frivolous ideas. Such idiotic ideas eventually create self-interest. You're worse than a broker.]

Though I thought it was true, such words of carelessness were themselves the violence of the incoming language. Lee Sung-min cleared his throat and accepted the blunder.

Eventually, he had to go back up again. I don't know what he would do, but what he would do. I had to climb.

I did not cross the swamp. The wide open senses clearly detected the presence of shaman masters standing guard near the bay harbor.

The mountain tax was rough, and if you want to go the wrong way, there are many roads but not the road. The highest peak was easy to find.

Lee Seong-min stopped.

The sun had already set a long time ago, and the moon was high. He did not look at the shaman's light from afar. Lee Seong-min stared into the darkness.

[There's something.]

Lee Sung-min nodded slightly because of the idle murmur.

I didn't pull out the spear. I didn't have to pull it out, but I didn't think I needed to show hostility first.

Lee Seong-min stood tall and stared into the darkness. After a little silence, someone walks out from behind the tree.

He was a young man in blue robes. He puts a long wooden sword around his waist, but he doesn't touch it.

As Lee Sung-min showed no hostility, he also walked forward with both hands raised.

“Who are you?”

Answering Lee Sung-min's question, the young man lowered his hand.

“It's called the clarification. ”

It was a name I heard in a distant memory. Shaolin geography, open hunger, shaman's clarity.

These three are the best reviews. Lee Sung-min's eyes opened slightly.

After staring at Lee Sung-min's face for a short time, he turned around.

“Come, Master is waiting for you. ”

Qingming is a former student of the sword. He must be about the same age as geography or spirituality... … but the prayers he felt in his life were not comparable to those of them.

It's transcendent.

Lee Sung-min was amazed at the achievement of his life.

With the exception of the supreme expat and the Black Dragon Strait, I thought that the only true master in the jungle was the sword.

I never thought that the life in the veil would be the master of transcendence because I didn't go outside the shaman.

[But there's nothing strange about it.]

It was just like Heju mumbled. He also broke through the transcendental wall with the magnetism of the W. Hoenn, who had an uncanny talent.

Lee Sung-min also went through the trials of the black heart, the mesh, and Denir.

If the sword line were to become a disciple, then Qingming would be a genius.

Moreover, the swordsman, the best shaman, taught shaman as an immediate disciple.

Talent is sufficient and the environment is excessively equipped. It is not unreasonable to be transcendent if you follow your efforts and luck there.

"Ridiculous."

Following the life expectancy, Lee Sung-min was unable to think that way. It was because the dead miners came to their senses that they couldn't reach the transcendence.

Quality, Environment, Effort…… and Luck. What was lacking for the miners?

“You're not asking me anything. ”

That's what the young man who was walking earlier asks. Lee Sung-min replied, following the life expectancy.

“The sword is waiting for you, what else should I ask? ”

“Do you trust your master? ”

“I don't think a Great Swordsman sent a disciple to push me into a trap. ”

He said that and burst out a low smile.

“The star sign of the nobleman. I had never left Wudang, but I heard it many times. ”

“It's quite famous. I've heard of you. I heard it's the best shaman's review index. ”

He said that, but he did not laugh positively or deny it.

“We have a lot of guests here. ”

“Who are you?”

“The geography of Shaolin and the Sworddragon of the Southern Palace. The Wizard Guild Master and the Golden Horse Tower Master. ”

Abel and Lloyd were there. However, Lee looked surprised that Geography and Sworddragons were here.

“…… Is there anyone else? ”

The end is four? Lee Sung-min recalled the Saxony. The excrement that was separated from the company. She wrote in her letter before she left, that she would go to Wudang.

After a long time, it was enough time for the Saxony to come to Wudang.

“Nothing.”

The life expectancy has answered. It should have been enough time. Did he stop in Shaolin and go somewhere else?

Lee Sung-min was curious, but didn't ask anymore.

The walk of life stops. A small conduit sits at the tip of the cliff.

“The teacher is inside. ”

Qingming turned around and bowed his head to Lee Sung-min. Seong-min greeted me and then approached the conduit.

I feel popular inside. Lee Sung-min was a little nervous and held his hands in cold sweat.

Just in case, watch where you're going. It shouldn't be too difficult to escape from the sword as long as you can ride a fairy horse freely.

“Were you satisfied?”

When the conduit opens. That's what I heard inside.

Yuck.

Open and close the door. Lee took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“What do you mean? ”

“A thousand. ”

It was a laughless voice. Lee Sung-min flinched at the name called by the sword.

There are no rumors of a struggle in the north. But the blade line seemed to know what had happened to the tetrarch.

“…… Did you know? ”

“One of his hobbies is seeing the stars in the sky. ”

The blade draws and laughs.

“I saw a big star do it a week ago. It's a knack for fist fighting, but sometimes it gets beaten up pretty good. …… two thousand. Are you satisfied?”

“…… Yes. ”

“That's good. Different company, different ideas, but the old man didn't hate him very much. You have to admit, anyone who's that far gone has to admit it. ”

Lee Sung-min walked towards the light of the waving candle. With the candle in front of him, the sword is sitting with its back turned.

“A thousand. Why are you dead? ”

“... in the battle with the godless. ”

“Was the godless stronger than a thousand? ”

“No, I'm not.”

Lee said without hesitation.

“Then why is a thousand dead? ”

“…… months later. ”

“Was she that strong? ”

“… it was a strange fight. The teacher was clearly stronger than the combination of lunar months and godlessness. But……. ”

“I see.”

The sword that sits on your back grins.

“A thousand should have died there. ”

The expression of Lee Sung-min was stiff.

It was hard to press the emotional fluctuation. But the opponent is a sword. The Pokémon is not a target for seizures because it is unpleasant.

The sword line slowly rises up.

“Why are you here? ”

“The teacher wanted to go to Wudang. ”

“You came here on behalf of your master? Isn't that arrogant? Surprisingly, you were... better than you were when you escaped from the old man's sword. That doesn't mean I can avoid the old man's sword. ”

“I was willing to run. ”

“Do you want to try?”

“I have no intention of doing so. ”

I laughed loudly at Sungmin's answer.

The blade turns. Unlike the atheists and quadriplegics who were maintaining their young appearance, the sword line was the image of an old man suitable for calling himself Nobu.

“Baby.”

I smiled at the creased face of the sword.

“Do you know what the old man is thinking? ”

“…… I don't know. ”

“Don't cut yourself, I'm thinking. ”

There was no sword in the blade.

However, Lee Sung-min felt that the tip of the sword was targeting him. There is no room for commotion. Only unilateral (Qi), with no sign of anything, was targeting Lee.

“The old man is a shaman. ”

The blade opened its mouth.

“There's no pointless killing. But…… just like I said at the time. Whether killing you is pointless or not. The old man isn't sure yet. ”

“Because of the crimes I committed? ”

“More fundamental. ”

The sword lines run across your head.

“What do you think of the old man? ”

It was a sudden question.

“No. Let me ask you more clearly. Baby, do you think the old man will kill you? ”

“…… is this an important question? ”

“That's an important question. Your answer will change the behavior of the old man. ”

“I don't think I'll kill you. ”

“Because you want to live? ”

“I have a lot of work to do. ”

“You want to live, after all. ”

“Is it weird to want that? ”

Lee Sung-min's question made me smile.

“Yes. Then I have no choice. ”

That's what the blade said. Then all the talks that were aiming for Lee Sung-min disappeared.

“Come and sit down. ”

The sword line sitting on the table gestured to Lee Sung-min.

“Let's talk. ”

I didn't feel any hostility from the sword saying that.