Sword Whisperer

It's ironic. The moment of finding the meaning of life is the moment of death. But at this moment, K'Shatu felt the paralysis of reason with more pleasure than fear.

When I can live for someone other than myself, the beast becomes human. The alchemist looks at K'Shatu's trembling hands and, on the contrary, his sharp eyes. And shrugged.

"That's hard. She has something to do with me."

"What do you do with it?"

Why should I tell you that? "

"Because if you don't, I'm gonna hurt you."

"That's a scary threat."

A man laughed.

"It still exists at night."

"......!"

At that moment, K'Shatu took a deep breath. As soon as I saw him, I was the first to penetrate that he was from the night. Or is there someone who can give him information? I couldn't have done that. Only half of the people he meets know who he is.

"Don't be surprised. I've never seen a soul as black as you. It's not black when the time comes. It's been black since I was a kid. What a strange soul."

"…… My origin is unimportant in this matter. What are you doing to Ezekiel? Why did you buy her?"

"I don't need to tell you, but yes, I'll let you know because I gave you a good look. To cleanse the soul."

"…… Yes?"

"Look at that. I don't think you can understand me, can you?"

The man grumbles. K'Shatu hardens his complexion.

"I don't intend to play with horses. Show me Ezekiel."

"I'm sorry, but that's hard. She's in a pretty complicated state right now. After I see you, things will get worse."

"That's an unconvincing answer in many ways."

K'Shatu holds the knife in position.

"I have to get a convincing answer."

"..... He's such a fox."

The man shakes his head. And it was the next moment. A soldier in armor looks through the ground in front of the paws of the house. K'Shatu shook his blade as he looked at the soldier.

'Is this..... human?'

An overly ugly and ominous atmosphere is hovering from the opponent. Even if the opponent was actually a Night Noble, it was believable.

"I tried to end the conversation, but I couldn't help it if I didn't want to."

The man in the grey robe said.

"That was fun, my friend."

That was a sign. K'Shatu and the monster hit the ground without anyone saying first. The last day I lived as an animal told K'Shatu. I think this fight will be lost the moment we miss the momentum.

The blade flashes. K'Shatu cannot stand back. I had to save Ezel. This is the first time that I have been able to understand. I couldn't die leaving only one side.

Ironically, at this moment of death, K'Shatu did not want to die more than ever. I want to tell you I'm sorry I couldn't take care of Ezekiel. I want to be a little more kind.

If you dare give this beast the right to do the same,

I want to save her life.

It was a knife with such a heart. Whenever the monster's fist is struck, K'Shatu can feel his blade gnawing at the opponent's skin. Weak at least he prevails. By becoming human, K'Shatu became weak.

Knowing weakness, he became stronger.

I win.

'Hm....... "

In-house of a grey robe, every porter watches K'Shatu's footstool quietly. I don't know how the Night's Origin is in human form, but K'Shatu is rather propagating against his' rib disease ', which can confront a dizzy nobility.

'I don't know what you're doing..... How could this guy be in daylight space?'

It was a tasteful study material. But sadly, Mada didn't have time for him now. Mada raised her hand. Then I wonder if the rib disease wields a fist on K'Shatu, and I quickly retreat.

"Very well. I understand your skill. So why don't you quit at this point? Once you've defeated my soldier, Ezekiel won't fall in front of you. I don't want to see you or my soldiers get hurt in this meaningless fight."

"Is that all you have to offer? Then you better get ready to run. Until the moment my life is over, I don't intend to back off."

"Running away... Hmm, you're still making a big mistake. I just did you a great favor."

Mada raises her hand with a stiff expression. And it was that moment. Around Mada, in front of K'Shatu, behind, on that distant roof, the rib disease began to appear one by one.

The number of rib diseases is equal to the number of human rib rods.

Twenty-four rib soldiers surrounded Kshatu.

"…… I like you. I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to go back or do you want to shed meaningless blood?"

K'Shatu looks back at the troops surrounding me. His blade grew powerless. He looks up at the sky.

The sun is invisible. The sun will not see them either. God will not see them either. We have to see that. Someone loved this world, Ezel.

K'Shatu fixes the knife. He exhausted for a moment, then gagged.

I don't look back.

Life and death are now wholly before him.

§

"I guess..... K'Shatu did. Cheongum."

Jaygan said carefully. Ezekiel's father is dead. I don't know who asked where the rumors came from, but within Citadel's inspection group, the atmosphere was tense that the culprit would be K'Chatou. Some K'Shatu loved Ezel as much as my blood, and most importantly, it happened after K'Shatu found Ezel.

"..... Ezekiel was in a bad mood there?"

"Yes. When I heard that I was from the back alley, I didn't want my life to be so green…… but I didn't even think it was a good idea."

Jaygan replied in a melancholy voice. When K'Shatu committed the murder, Jaygan didn't want to blame him. To tell you the truth, after seeing Ezekiel's unfortunate situation, he couldn't stand it without killing his father by half.

Van sits still and looks down. Ezel's face came to mind. He was cute. He certainly didn't want to have a peaceful life. Nevertheless, he was curious and pitiful to try to fight so hard.

Nevertheless, Van did not help Ezel. The reason was simple. Ezel wasn't one in his life. Tragedy overflowed wherever his eyes touched him, so he decided to create a world where no such tragedy would ever occur.

And when he became such a hard man to reach out to, K'Shatu moved his feet directly to a dark, piled place.

"…… who dared to discuss humans."

"Yes?"

"Do you have any idea where K'Shatu might be? Jaygan."

"Maybe he's shooting in the back alley? I met Ezekiel's mother. She said K'Shatu asked about the merchant who bought Ezel."

"I have to go find him."

"…… I'll go with you."

At that moment, Van looked back at Jaygan. It wasn't just Jaygan accompanying Van right now. Walking with Van was also a subtle expression of his will to be his man.

Nevertheless, Van didn't stop Jaygan. Instead, he nodded quietly and rushed his feet. And along with that Van and Jaygan, Citadel's prosecutors noticed one or two, and they started following them.

It was a majestic scene as if the Knights were marching. There was no word to them, yet their irregular footsteps pressed the ground and poured out their sharp moments all around.

But it wasn't that long ago. Even before leaving the training ground, their short march achieved its purpose.

It was Kchatu.

One arm seemed to fall out of the way, and the handsome face was bruised and hard to even recognize. One leg was pulled out as if the ligaments had been severed, and the clothes were bloody and looked like red clothes.

"…… Kchatu."

"Ah…… Brother."

K'Shatu remembered the warning Van had left him in the meantime. After walking to Van's front, he stoops like a broken doll. Van quietly supported K'Shatu's body. Van's expression seemed bold at first glance, but if you look closely, there was an unmistakable anger inside.

"What's going on? Who made you do this?"

"I need to save Ezel…… I need to save Ezel."

"So you can say pleural. Who made you do this?"

"Help me, I... I... I'm so helpless, so ugly... I can't save a girl who grabbed my hand."

"…… that's not different for us either."

Ezel wasn't the only one who tried to catch K'Shatu. In fact, she was reaching out to them all. Maybe Ezekiel asked to save her, but in fact, her little smile saved the prosecutors.

Nevertheless, when their Savior was crushed by life, they did not reach out their hands first. I couldn't even hold my hand properly. They were so weak. Seeking strength, seeking the power of the sword, he was not even a proper adult.

"I'm sorry, K'Shatu. I'm sorry you let me carry the burden alone."

Monsters who thought they were less human, were actually more human than any of them.

Van raises his head. Looking down at the man from the darkest place, under the clear sun, he was caught in the illusion of hearing the voice of God.

Revelation has come.

"… so tell me. K'Shatu, who made you do this? Who took Ezekiel?"

"I don't know your name…… but I know your last name."

"... What castle?"

"Porter."

It was the moment the name was in Kchatu's mouth. Until just a moment ago, the inspectors stopped grasping each other's swords with a bifurcated expression. I had to. The Potter family. That family was not the subject of discussion.

I can't win, but there's no way the fight itself is going to happen. All sorts of political and realistic reasons are tying their feet. Van also felt it. He looks up at the sky again. And with his eyes on the sun, he asked K'Shatu.

".... Did you fight knowing it was them? Kchatu."

"I had no choice. He took Ezel, and I had to bring Ezel. I couldn't stand down."

"I'm not blaming you. Kchatu."

".. yes?"

"You did what you had to do."

Van turned his back. The inspectors look at him, swallowing his saliva.

"I never let go of the man who gave you his hand. When everyone here, including me, closes their eyes with a clumsy excuse."

"... Brother."

"My brother is moving forward, but I can't stay in your shoes."

Van pulls out the glass. The slender corpse of the hallucinogens shines brightly in the sunlight. Van opened his mouth.

"As you were my brother, Ezekiel was my brother in the end. It was my family. I don't know anything else, but if you stay put while you hurt your family, it's not a person or a man."

"Van......."

"Half of the Sunwoo family, I declare here now."

Van's voice quietly echoes. Everyone forgot to even breathe and listened to Van's voice. Van looks at them like that, looking back at the wounded K'Shatu, he recalls what Luke left behind.

Why do you think you're leading them?

Eventually, it went as Luke said. I thought it was his side to teach, but I learned a great deal.

The road is cleared. It's time to walk.

"Lunar Inspectorate."

"…… Yes?"

"I'll do it with the Lunar Inspectorate. As the moon reveals where the sun cannot reveal, we will look to those whom God cannot see. And the first task..... will be to save our colleague, our child, Ezel."

Van's voice echoes like it's stuck in an ear hole. Everyone looked at Van with a dark expression. In the meantime, no matter how much I complained, the leader's enthusiasm was half that of Hansako. Van did, and now he opens his mouth and speaks for himself. Formation of the inspection team.

"If you're afraid of the Potter family, I understand. I'll understand even if I'm afraid to back off. But despite your fear, if anyone decides not to back down..... you are the Lunar Inspector from today."

It wasn't a grand speech. Just like a man who only came in with a knife for the rest of his life, he was rather stubborn. But sometimes even a thunder can be seen lightly. That's what it is now. Half looked behind him without saying a word and turned his back one by one.

"Call the therapist who will stay here. K'Shatu came all the way here and never died."

That was the last thing I said. Van starts to move his steps as if the place to go is clear. The inspectors slowly looked at our faces. I looked up at the sky for a while, and I shuddered and grumbled as if this didn't make any sense.

But at the end of that grumbling, in the end, they were following Van's footsteps. They were fire moths, and half were fire moths. All they could do was follow him from the start.

Citadel's inspectors started walking.

It's half way to Porter, half way to Ezel.

The sun is above your head.

To a place where the sun can't see.