Sword Whisperer

The situation did not make sense. Why is he lying down, why is Lopo looking at him? Certainly they were just..... until just now.

Half the complexion is sheer. The situation slowly began to emerge until I lost my mind. I cut and slashed again. His instincts moved him when he lost his health, when he lost his mind.

Every time he swings a knife, he pulls it out once, and every time he crosses a crisis of death, half his consciousness heads higher. I always wondered if the wall that was blocking him was finally showing beyond. He was getting bigger and bigger, and his knife was also getting sharper and sharper…….

But in the end, half fell.

It was Lopo's sword.

It was natural. Lopo was a strong opponent who wanted to win even if he faced him individually. In the first place, he and his other vampires cling together, and it was strange that half of them had survived that long.

"….. You lost. I'll take care of it."

"Yeah. Lost."

"Why are you alive?"

Van looks at Lopo. Lopo looks down at Van without saying a word. Van tries to raise his body, then frowns and leans back again. One of my bones snapped and snapped. I wanted to know if there was a place in my body. Lopo replied quietly.

"I had no reason to kill him. ”

"…… I have a lot of your blood on my sword."

"It was the blood I wanted to bury. ”

It was rarely understandable. Instead of staring at Van, Lopo stares at the eating clouds rushing out of the window. He murmurs in an indescribable voice. The foolishness accumulated over hundreds of years was in that voice.

”It's strange. When I was convinced that I would die equally, no one would ever think the same thing over. But after eternal life, we all dreamed of the end to come. ’ ’

".... Are you sure this is what you wanted? ’ ’

"Thank you.”

Lopo smiled quietly. His body still has quite a clear trace of combat, but with that in mind, he has a strangely calm atmosphere. Lopo spoke quietly.

"What do you think we would have lived for in a place like this?"

"I don't know..... Did you dream of revenge?"

"Vengeance, revenge. Yeah, I've been thinking about that. But I don't know who to avenge."

"Eroc.... didn't you make them here?"

"That was mercy."

Lopo looks at the eating cloud with a bitter expression. It was raining. The rainwater that leaked in between the half-broken windows flowed through the walls, creating a small creek on one side. The rain was so intense that my ears were itchy, but the rain made me feel strangely more silent than no sound.

"She has not always been loved by nobles. I had to. She was born a commoner, but she had the power of nobility. Very much, that power could have given the nobility power to other ordinary people. And when he had eternal life, the nobility's revolt against him reached the pole…… the king said. Let him who does not die die forever. ”

"..... Eroc got what he did?"

"He begged the king. Please, just save my life. If you look at me, tell me not to let them go. The king replied.

Will you curse them if you let them? Will you make eternal life a punishment, not a blessing? Are you ready to embrace a life that awaits the end of eternity, where the eyes and ears of men will never touch? '"

The answer is in front of Van's eyes now. Looking at a man who had worn out and worn out many years before he could shed blood and could not shed tears, Van could not answer.

Who's the villain in this story?

I'm still wondering if that means he's still a child. But even though his mind was young, he also had a good corner. Van is looking for the villain, just because he wants the world to suffer. No one was a definite villain, but it was never pleasant to see everyone clumsily or severely suffering.

"What he cursed, what he cursed, meant that both of you really thought of each other. ”

The power of the Spirit depends on relationships. The person of Balagoth was compelled to become king in a moment when his status was incomparable.

This curse was the child their love gave birth to. Cursed child.

"When we first got stuck in this castle, we tried to do what we could in our own way. I had a castle, I worked the ground. Even though I could not feel the sweetness of anything other than blood, sometimes the forest was so hated that I could not help but..... I wanted to protect her. Yeah, about a hundred years. ”

"People are tired. I'm crazy. I don't think I can. I might as well be out of my mind already. No, it must be crazy. Many people tried to leave the forest. Some succeeded, some failed. None of them tried to remove the curse by killing Eroc. To end with his death, knowing that this curse had already been with us for too long."

"All I could wait for was death. Sometimes those who had wandered through the forest of Eustein asked him for our strength. We gave away the blessing, or the curse, knowing that they would regret it. We were too tired to tell stories, to explain things. ”

"She was saying that she wanted to die someday. In front of the feeling of death passing through her every day, she was so exhausted. Nevertheless, we could not allow him to die.

Are we gonna die together? No, it can't be. We all owe him a lot in one way or another. However, without paying anything..... just do it. That's how you find death. How can we say that? Others don't know, but at least not as much as we do. "

"… Nevertheless, we may have hoped that he would finally be freed from all this."

"With him, we are finally allowed to die..."

Van listened quietly to Lopo. Then slowly I woke up from the bed. Although the pain that seemed to break his bones prevented him from breathing, he gasps and looks at Lopo as he wakes up.

"Why are you telling me this story? ”

"There was a lot of hesitation on the sword."

Lopo smiles as if he were Van's close grandfather.

"Then I lost my hesitation at some point. Yeah, I lost it. It's weird to call it overcoming. Maybe the friends who took you with them were the reason? But..... it wasn't enough. ”

Yes, it wasn't enough. Van felt for the first time that reason does not always justify the sword. No, maybe that's what I've always known. Seeing the confrontation between the Revolutionary Army and the Royal Army, seeing all sorts of words that rise and fall on their mouths, they were convinced that there was actually no reason for fighting....

"It's not uncommon for a young man to think about whether I use a knife to do the right thing. In the end, you didn't use your hand against anyone. I didn't. I liked it. Would that be a reason?"

"..... It was a fight to lose. From the beginning."

Van is unraveled. I tried so hard to survive, and maybe the other half wanted us to hold our feet right until the end.

Lopo asked.

"Can it happen? ”

"About this much..."

Van stood up one way or another while making an impression. Lopo said in a calm voice.

"I heard what happened to the Sunwoo family. ”

".. did you know? ”

"Your skill was fine, but it wasn't enough to wield such a yogi for nothing. Then the answer is obvious. ”

"I don't think he should get out of anywhere. ”

Van sighs and shakes his head. But it's a secret that holds his own lifeline, because everyone who sees it can easily recognize it.

"Do you hate the kingdom?"

"…… I'm from the Citadel Academy."

"I don't think that's a reason not to hate the kingdom."

"The words of the Revolutionary Army are just anger after all. ”

I don't want to end my life angry. Van said. He looked at Lopo and asked.

"Do you hate the kingdom?"

”There are many reasons to hate. They took my life, they took my family, they took my friends. You never gave me anything, just took it away. How can I love him? But... do you know that? As love does, hatred also ends up worn out."

Lopo raises his sword. Looking at the knife pointed at his neck, Van opens the street quietly.

"I thought you were going to save me."

"If only I could survive."

Lopo's sword is fired. A sword like Thornhill. A sword that can't be dealt with as soon as he wakes up.

But why doesn't that sword feel threatening at all?

Van just stepped back and avoided the sword. The tip of the sword, which stretched a finger from his eyes, slowly returned to Lopo.

'.... slow? No, come on. But I can see.’

It was strange. Reason should not have avoided the sword before, he said. Even if you avoided it, you shouldn't have avoided it as neatly as you just did.

But the words of instinct were different. That was telling Van. Lopo's blade says no matter what happens, it won't reach him.

Which one of them was the right one? The answer could be seen from Lopo's screening that followed. Lopo swings his sword. Two stalks, three stalks, four stalks, five stalks. Stabs and slashes pouring simultaneously in all directions must be hard to avoid even with a knife...... Van just avoided all of that with his feet.

"Wonderful?"

".... What is this? ”

"You are not a greener opponent of beheading without sincerity. I think I'm good again. I didn't think it would get out of my sword so easily..... I should say that I am the guardian of the Sunwoo family. ”

"Are you trying to assess me, are you trying to fight, or are you trying to kill me?"

"I want to leave a trail."

Lopo said in a low voice.

"For hundreds of years, I've kept you by my side, but..... what have I kept for myself? Thinking about it, all I have left is this knife."

Lopo put the knife in the knife. As Van swallowed his saliva, Lopo quietly reached out to Van.

"Will you take it?"

".... Do you deserve this favor? No matter how much I didn't mean to stop you, I raided you, kidnapped the lady....."

"Yes, I did. But that's exactly what the world has done for us. And that's why I want to leave you with my will. That sword you have will always prove it. Those who kicked the world out of the way..... gave back gifts, not revenge, to those who came into my house with dirt feet. Their hatred and fear was wrong."

Van couldn't say anything. Lopo is a very skilled examiner, and that he will have as much memory as the black he used for so long..... was not enough to please Van now. With that joy, shame and defeat were halved.

’Lost. Totally. ’

Lopo understood Van's silence. Instead of forcing the sword into Van's hand, he turned his gaze back toward the feeding cloud.

"I don't know what kind of conversation you're having... Hm, it's a little too bad you can't see that."

"…… why?"

Van said in a disdainful voice.

"Why do you have to be like this? What the hell did you do wrong? You just..... just live. '

"Then I'll ask you. Why did you thrust a knife at us? Saving a friend, putting that aside... What was the more fundamental reason? ”

"… I, I……"

I think of a reason. To find the Guardian's Sword. When I asked you to kidnap one of the vampires, some thought they were a bunch of evil people. And even to save the lives of the fleeing Munet and Arotep, he had to tie his feet, and.....

Van finds his reasons in his head and finds them again. But the more reason in his hands, the more he was forced to confront another fact.

In fact, he had no reason to bell them.

You shouldn't have cut it.

”Mediterranean diet. The weak are the prey of the strong, but not of nature. However, I expect you to hesitate..... Can you accept such a life as an animal?"

It is not life as an animal. I bought my life as a prosecutor. But at least in front of Lopo, Van couldn't get it out. Even if they wanted it, his black spirit ruined their lives. Can it really be his immunity that it was a hopeless life?

Lopo puts out his bamboo sword again.

"If the life of the beast is exhausted, take this."

Lopo said.

”And with my sword, cut off what no one in the world could cut off. ”