Sword Whisperer

"…… I guess so."

"Were you guessing?"

"Though I didn't think it would be easy to give up the Karlsmori Library in that palace, it was hard to believe that it would still be in the middle of the night."

"Only people with swords, not really academics, have joined the library."

"It's ironic."

The master laughed bitterly. He looks at Van with heavy eyes.

"There is more to the realm of the night than is known. I know you're strong, but even that strength is bound to come in vain. Be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Because you are a precious guardian?"

"..... You're mean to the end."

My heart was heavy. I was pretending to be a mean joke, but I didn't know that Van was actually anxious to take that attitude. It was a family that hasn't even called him in a lifetime. Even if it was because Jenson asked Van to live a normal life, regardless of the family, it would only sound like an excuse to Van.

No, I was right. In fact, they intended to give Van the right to a normal life. The name Sunwoo was just Jim now.

Having lived with Sun Woo's Hahn, it would only be unfortunate to come back.

Whether Van is a guardian or not, Sunwoo was all he had to do after all. Like all Sunwoo.

"…… At one time, the name Sunwoo was a proud name for all of us. But I don't know how many people come up with that name first."

The principal looked at Van. It was an adult's eyes. Even if half a century goes by, no matter how much he wields his sword and learns how to grow stronger, he will bear good fruit in the apple tree field, but he can't imitate it yet.

"There's very little Sunwoo can give you."

"Don't say that. I'm not here to get something."

Joowon said.

"I didn't call you because I didn't know you were a guardian."

"........"

"But rather because it was for you, I'd rather you know that I'm sorry that I'm doing more for you now."

Van loved the answer. Because I knew I didn't really understand him.

Instead, he asked questions, as always.

"Who were my parents?"

It was a question I had not asked until now. I'm afraid misgivings will make him feel bad. So, I'm afraid I want to hear everything this Sunwoo family asks.

Joowon laughed bitterly.

"When the night warmed the Karlsmori Library, we were all right-handed. I couldn't easily grasp what I had to take, what I had to run from, which one I had to protect. Your mother broke all her pottery first, without leaving a single one. Your father sprinkled water on charcoal. They were the first. Those who threw away what they had piled up."

"........"

"They were courageous. Not like the Sunwoo family who lived in the past, who knew how to give up everything for the future. Maybe it's because of their determination that the Sunwoo family can continue to live like this."

"Do you want that determination for me?"

"As I said, I'm trying not to want anything from you as much as I can."

The principal was once again, half-shouldered.

"Nevertheless, I can't help but desire to find your parents' trail from you."

§

"I want to follow."

On leaving Sunwoo's residence, Hwang appeared unannounced and asked Van to accompany him. In front of the scene that reminds me of the memory of Quint, Van shrugs and asks.

"I don't care if you follow me, but I don't intend to protect you. I intend to go to a place where I can hardly be sober."

"I can be self-conscious. And even if it goes wrong, I don't blame the Guardian."

"All right, let's go. But there's one condition."

"…… what are the conditions?"

I looked at Van with a nervous expression. Van said in a loud voice.

"Stop calling me a guardian. If you don't think we're from the Sunwoo family."

Afterwards, the title summary for Van followed briefly. And he finally decided to call Van a brother.

"By the way, Eugene doesn't get discharged."

"Isn't it worth it?"

"Why?"

"…… if you know it, you are really mean. Brother."

"I knew you liked Eugene."

"Moo, Moo, Moo, Moo, Moo, Moo, Moo!"

The orbit twisted to the tongue and panicked.

But eventually that night, he neatly acknowledged my love for Eugene.

"I loved it from an early age. But he always said that he would be the Guardian, the Guardian..... the Guardian's Saxi."

"Is that why you wanted to be a guardian?"

"Well, it's... on my side."

"I would have hated being dizzy."

"... will you keep making fun of me like this?"

I gazed at Van with a weak expression. Van giggled.

"Don't worry. That's not gonna happen. I have someone I like. I don't know if this is something you can say you like."

"…… who is it? Is it pretty?"

"There you go, man."

The two journeys were accompanied by conversations that were more sickly than I thought. It was a bit of a lapse in hope of an in-depth discussion about nothing, but it wasn't bad either. Half of us, who looked like something else, could actually feel like human beings.

'When you think about it, you're almost the same age as me.'

Although legally an adult, he was still a young man, forced to remain in a corner.

I thought so, so I felt half as great. It's natural that apple trees grow in apple trees, but it's a miracle that kidneys grow in soybeans. Growing up with the seeds of an ordinary boy, half of it was growing in the logs with large flies and tall, thick branches that seemed to cover the sky, unlike what had originally been expected.

Funny thing. He's not the great guardian, but as a brother, I admire him more.

The town of Sionel was no different than at any time. It was moderately messy, moderately disorderly and moderately peaceful. The circle looks around with a strange expression.

"It's a strange town."

"Is that so? I grew up here from an early age. I don't know."

"It's not uncommon for people who don't look like the people who lived in Yangji, to bake bread and sell candy."

"Whoever it is, if you only have a heart, you can bake bread. Just like I caught a knife while I was carrying herbs."

Like Lopo farmed an apple tree.

In a way, Van may have been receiving several lessons from his hometown. Even though I didn't realize that teaching.

Van headed to Jenson's house first. The neighborhood's children, who saw Van, followed him with cheers as if they had met heroes. Van didn't give me anything like candy, but just following in his footsteps made me feel like a warrior in the story.

"…… You seem to be more popular here than the Sunwoo family."

"I'm a little in love. Thankfully."

Van laughed.

The first thing Van encountered when he entered Jenson's house was a quint grinding herbs. He looked at Van and naturally turned his gaze back to the herb.

"Uh, are you here?"

"You're so finished with your house. You look good, Quint."

"Hae didn't even come. It's time to memorize all the herbal names. Have you got a group?"

"You know my brother. Say hello. This is Quint. This is my friend."

"…… good to see you."

Fan greeted him with a heavy grip. Van didn't really care. I knew it wasn't such a patient friend to keep wearing a mask.

Van turns his head.

"What about you?"

"You've been out for a while. Would you like to pick up a car?"

"... Well, why do you keep acting like you're home."

Van drove himself into the car whining. Jenson returned by sunset. He looks at Van and nods with a non-touching expression.

"Yes. How have you been at home?"

"Yes."

"Nothing else?"

"No, I just often have a place to look."

"How many drifters have no place to put their feet together, and how great a blessing it is to have such a place."

"I know."

"Have you eaten?"

"…… is there a problem?"

"Sweet potatoes, if you don't mind."

"That's a real favor."

Van smiled and replied.

That was the night I ate sweet potatoes. Quint quietly speaks out as the story goes on like this.

"I'm going to stay here for a while."

"…… here?"

"I thought a lot when I touched the herb. I found out that I've lived by looking ahead without looking too far back or side. The problem is, the front is not the front. I thought it was straight ahead just because I didn't turn my head..... but I think it's time to turn my head."

If you don't turn your head, you don't even know you're lost. Half of Quint's horse smiles without saying a word and nods.

"If you set your intentions, I can't help it."

In the first place, he now had no place to go but a limb. I didn't want to take Quint. Let's go together. It wasn't an easy place to ask.

"You did it before. He's doing training that doesn't pull a knife. I think I know what that means now."

Van laughed speechlessly. In fact, he still doesn't know what that means, because such a shameful confession is being swallowed up.

For a week, Van and Wang released the Admiral. Now, if you go north, you'll have a busy day. Van and Jenson, who were leaving, did not send a special greeting to the return.

I just nodded indifferently, just as I always expected to come back.

When standing in front of the lighthouse wall blocking the north, Van felt a strange sensation. When we had our first retreat here, how young and weak he was. The same was true when dealing with whey in the Tolzberry mine. At that time, he thought he was much stronger, but he was just a kid with a shell on his back.

What about now? When time passed, he looked back and he said, "I was a kid. 'Are we thinking the same thing? Maybe it was evidence that he was young from thinking this way.

"Civilians cannot enter the lighthouse. Please state your affiliation."

The Northern Guard intercepted Van and said: The ring looked half fat. Of course, I noticed Van believes he'll solve all of this.

But the same was true of those who had no affiliation to reveal the Peninsula. He was a freelance knight from the Citadel Academy, but the problem.....

'I left my cloak in the apple tree field.'

I have no means to prove my identity. Maybe we should come all the way here and head back to the apple tree field for a few weeks. Van looks at the guard with a slightly distressed expression. The guards began to look increasingly coercive, thinking they had no particular affiliation. And it was then.

"It's been validated. Let me in."

A calm and transparent voice resounded. A voice that seems a little cool, a little warm. Van raises his head slowly. Above the lighthouse wall, a white woman in white clothing looked down at him.

"Oh, no. But if the identity is not verified......."

"He's my friend. Do you have a clearer identity than that?"

The woman smiled quietly as she looked at Van.

"Where did you sell the knight's cape?"

"I left it in an apple tree field."

"…… apple trees?"

"I'll tell you the story slowly. By the way, how long are you gonna keep staring down here? Haven't you ever seen a friend in a long time, who needs a hug?"

"…… It's easy to hear a strange, hot sound. I don't think it was long enough for people to change."

Anya grumbles. Van smiles.

"I missed you. No."

"Ugh."

Anya looks frightened and grumpy. I never imagined Van would say that, so it was a more surprising surprise.

"What did you eat wrong?"

"Can't you go in there and tell me if you ate it wrong or if you ate it well? It's definitely cool because it's coming up north. I'm freezing to death."

Van shook Nurse when he finished his ice-water training. Anya hated him and looked at Van as if she didn't know what to do. She finally sent him an acknowledgment message. Van smiles quietly and enters the lighthouse.

The back of Anya, who kept pretending to be a nuisance, was as red as her right ear.

Why was that ear red?