Sword Whisperer

What a knife.

A knife is just a cut and a stab. If so, what is an examination. Is he also just a slasher and a prick?

- It's something that kills people.

I remembered the prosecutor who could kill even a child for a few dollars, he said.

— No, it's meant to protect my people.

Moussa, who served my lord all my life, said:

— Knives are just knives. Giving him meaning is what stupid people do.

In the deep mountains, he also said the examination that closed his life by cutting only the air.

— I still don't know the knife.

And Lopo said so.

Maybe his words deserved to be masqueraded. All the examiners had their own thoughts on what a knife was. And they had every reason to.

And so Van liked Lopo to say, "I don't know."

Is there a right answer in life? No one will answer. Rather than someone who says he knows the right answer to it, someone who knows how to say it is rather courageous.

Van doesn't know the answer.

And so he was able to accept more fully the swords of all the examiners he had undergone.

Supergizizizizizigic!

I can't believe it was made by a knife. It was a sword to kill, a sword to save, a sword to disappear, a sword to bend. The cuttings that bloom in a moment, without hundreds of sword doctrines, divide the world with as many lives as those doctrines.

- Shaah!

The serpent who throws up the fire takes a break and flies his tongue. The dark red flame that was emitted instead of poison seemed to melt in a moment, but half was not a single eyebrow.

The wrist is puffy. No scales, no fire, nothing green. But Van didn't step back. I may be angry at you, but if you don't, your stomach will burst and you won't be able to stand it.

[…… The power of the Guardian. It's been a long time.]

One of the ghosts mutters in a quiet voice. Kishin's ear, which is tied to Van's power, seems to be swallowed by the most powerful test. The deeper the night, the stronger the earring, the stronger the Kishin might be in the middle of the night.

Nevertheless, Van was not swayed by Kishin's ear. Kishin's deep-rooted grudge about the night is shaking his mind right now too, but the Heavenly Spirit class has taught Van how to walk as a prosecutor, not a knife.

'I'll give you blood. Kishin. But don't forget you're my sword.'

Van grabs the handle of Kishin with a strong grip. Though his heart was dizzy, his blade even contained his dizzy heart and wept more roughly.

- Hehahaha! Van, you're the best owner! The best!

A serpent throwing up fire. He has a harder scale than steel, and a serpent with a fire that even lava can burn.

But what about Van?

He does not spit fire, but the steel has a human bloodshed that is just a little solid.

And that's why he's got a knife. Any piece of iron can be cut off, and you can protect him from any threat.

His blade cuts the fire, cuts the sky, and sometimes, burns.

— Oh, oh-oh...!

Kishin's exclamation echoed. Was it an illusion or a coincidence? The moment Kishin's ear seemed to bite white like Nahar's whites, the serpent's flame, the scales, and his body split.

"......."

The ghosts frowned and looked at the corpse of the serpent. As I was about to tell you that the fire you just saw was an illusion, the corpse was burning in a blue fire. Van said, putting Kishin in the sword.

"Let's go."

He said as if nothing had happened.

We have a long way to go. "

§

"Stronger."

Van looked down at my hand and thought, I felt it as I slashed the snake. By not holding a knife, Van learns how great it is to hold a knife. Just by holding a knife in his hand, an ordinary boy who was carrying herbs became a test capable of killing people.

Carl was so scary. Killing ordinary people doesn't require that much training. Even a child could send a bigger adult to that world if he swung his sword.

In that regard, I thought that training knives could not be seen as training 'killing people'. In any case, killing a man is the only way to hold a knife. Of course, the more you train, the more opponents you will be able to bring about that death....

'A great test is one that no one can slash.'

No one can cut, so anyone can ring at the same time. It was time to chew the words that made sense or didn't make sense.

[I think I'm hungry.]

The Ghost's hand contained the meat of a snake half a century ago. What kind of slaughter did you have? Looking at the ghost that lit the white firewood from Pendel, Van opens his mouth quietly.

"I won't eat."

[Does this firewood grow in Nahar's body?]

"My true name is Nahar. That's why I burned the tree, and I can't see the virtues of the firewood.

[Their pain is over. And firewood is just firewood.]

"......."

[Countless people have been buried in this land, and we have flourished by eating the fruits of the earth. Are you going to call them cannibals?]

"...... please."

Van sighs.

"I'll eat."

Snake meat tasted better than I thought, but that didn't mean it was a good dish. How good would it be if the salted and roasted meat was as good as possible? It's a beast's meat.

The only thing that touched the meat was a half and a half. The ghosts couldn't eat Bondi. The fruit started coughing at some point and half opened their mouths instead of ripping off the meat.

"Can't you stop staring? Looks like we're gonna make it."

[...] I'm sorry. We haven't tasted it for too long. There are no fun sights like other people's dining scenes.]

"Why didn't you just set fire to it? Wherever he is, he seems to be better than here."

[I want to feel comfortable. I'm not staying here.]

Baloch laughed.

[I want to feel comfortable.]

After all, I was foolish and couldn't leave. Van looked at Baloch and asked. It was quite a while ago that he was playing the role of captain of one of these ghosts.

"Have you ever considered it right to leave the work of the living to the living?"

[There was.]

Baloch nods.

[But after saving a child who was about to be torn by a beast with my hand, I didn't. Are you going to tell me that I didn't come back, that she was right to let him die?]

"…… you make it difficult to answer."

Van sighs. The fog tore the snake meat and asked.

"Are you foolish to want to change the world?"

[…… well. I don't know. I just don't think I can leave like this. My wife was swallowed up at night, and I didn't know where my children were going. Maybe they'll be waiting for me when I get there. But in my mind, I was here.]

"Do you have any memories of the afterlife?"

[Well, maybe I met God. Did he ask me a question? Will he come to paradise full of wine and fruit, or will he wander forever as a ghost who cannot drink a sip of water? Am I supposed to be a ghost to that question? If so, why?]

"You're asking questions, not answers."

[It means I don't know anything.]

Baloch laughed.

[I don't think I can leave until I know the answer.]

To know why I became a ghost, a ghost lives as a ghost. What should one say in his mouth, who lives in the presence of his malevolent life or death?

I thought maybe I could breathe and eat food, but half my life might not be the same as that of a ghost. Baloch is trying to find out why I became a ghost, he's trying to find out why he was born, but the expression may be a little different, but for the same reason they're still alive and dying today.

[Do the Revolutionaries hate it?]

"......."

Van glances at Baloch quietly at the questions he has been asked. Baloch laughed bitterly and said,

[Don't hate me too much. They just have a lot of wounds. You may think that the revolutionaries are going crazy in their rage against the world, but they are the ones who love the world the most. And so..... I can't accept that the world doesn't love me.]

"I don't hate you. But I don't even cheer. I'm the only one who's awake, and I know how scary the truth can be."

After all, it's the same thing whether it's the Kingdom or the Revolutionary Army. War. But the target of that war is only different.

"I'm tired of discussing between the kingdom and the revolutionaries who is right and who should hate more. I'm going to build this world. I will end the conflict that tied Anya to Pendel, and end the sleeplessness, or weakness, of the kingdom that allowed my people to be swallowed up at night. And I'm going to go live where I don't have to cover my expenses, where I don't have to cover my expenses."

[Is that your dream?]

"... a dream. I don't think I've ever thought about it, but I might say so. That's funny."

Van laughed at the flute. As the prosecutor tells the dream, there is absolutely nothing about the sword in that dream. He no longer felt sweet under the title of the King's International Dagger.

[But is that possible?]

It was then that Baloch asked the question. Van turns his head. Facing Van's quiet eyes, Baloch asked in an unbearable childish manner.

[If you hold a knife that can read everything in the world. They say they have the power to let you run away from whoever you want. If so, is there peace in the world?]

Before Van even answered, Baloch asked again.

[For peace, what do you intend to bellow?]

§

— Hey, Van! I like you these days! I love it! Well, I don't like playing with his scum... but I like it enough to see it! Praise be to God!

'.. Ah, yes. Thank you very much.'

In front of Kishin's enthusiastic compliments, Van replied with a trembling expression. I've always felt better since the complainant came into the realm of the night.

- I should have found a good test like you! Damn it, with my humble swordsmanship, I can't really reveal my superior power! Huh? You know what I mean?

Are you trying to brag about yourself, or are you trying to demean yourself? He continued to listen to his chaotic talk, but his head ached and almost finished. Van looks down at the 'nobility' he has just cut, instead of paying attention to Kishin.

Of course, "nobility" meant nobility of the night. This time it was a human body. It was also a herd.

Van looked back at Baloch.

"Originally, the aristocrats knew it wasn't easy to crowd here. Do you feel what's going on?"

[It means there's this side of their ecosystem.]

"…… is this a good sign?"

[Well, this side always works badly in most situations.]

"A very powerful entity has appeared, or…… a new force has emerged. I think it's one of them."

[The Karlsmori Library is the beginning of Abyss. But it's the place where more noble beasts and ghosts boil down because of their beginnings. But if the two angles are so strong that they have to be revealed.....]

"Are you saying you're good at avoiding it?"

[Our purpose is not to subdue the night, but to go to the Karlsmori Library. Isn't that right?]

"…… yes."

Van nods. Van didn't overestimate my powers. No matter how sharp the blade was, no one with a sharper blade could ever appear anywhere. Even more so, wherever the law of man has lost its power, as at night.

'What will be the difference if we get the Guardian's sword?'

If Baloch could hold the sword and read everything in the world, would it be possible to squeeze only the pus of this world?

How long do you think you'll have to wait to light the fire for him?

The correct answer did not come to mind, as always, submerged under consideration. You can wander through the darkness in a land where there is no light from the lighthouse and no light from Pendel.

[...... That's the Karlsmori Library.]

Half raised his head to Baloch's voice.

All the swords of this world, were now half a day ahead.