There is no good or evil in strength or weakness.
If weakness is evil, then all human beings at the top of the food chain will be good, beyond being weak to be eaten.
If I say so, an organism called man is merely at the apex of the food chain, only an animal.
It was not forgetting or abandoning about himself that Fuukei chose the path of accumulating power and avenging revenge, but in the end he only chose to live as a strong man.
To the ape of a herd of monkeys, if you will, is no different from what another monkey has challenged. That he didn't live as a weak man, he just chose the way to overthrow the strong.
If so, it is only self-evident reason to defeat a further strong man named himself.
There was no justice, no evil, just the end of strength and weakness.
I guess it's so inseparable because I still regret it as subjective.
Yeah, after all, we've been dating for a thousand years.
It wasn't all bad.
I wasn't neglecting everything about his existence, and I wasn't looking lightly at everything about him.
I've always remembered the words of Fuukei while I spent a thousand and five hundred years in that forest.
That was never just the mouth. I was remembering his' words'.
Whatever his psyche and purpose, words and actions were always right.
If so, shouldn't I have apprenticed his attitude in trying to be right?
"Hey, Swibbock. Are you practicing Heaven's Way?"
"Exactly"
"How many days have you been meditating on the highest of these flower bills?
"Don't ask me to come down, Fuukei. There's no point counting a few days."
"Well, that's true! I'm only showing you who you are!
When we first met in 3,000 years, it was never a bruise that I called my friend.
No matter what he thought, he spent a thousand years under the same teacher.
So, there's no way I didn't have any good memories.
"Are you sure you want to keep sitting until you can"
"Naturally. Heavenly Way, the art of manipulating heaven as you wish. If you learn that, I can reach further heights."
"You think the more skill you learn, the stronger you can be? You think that's great?
"Absolutely. I don't want to be great, but it's decided stronger to remember a lot of the tricks."
"... you're still going to be strong"
I was looking at the same sky.
We were having the same night.
"Just to be clear, you already remember the great martial arts, the instant martial arts, and the hard martial arts. Aren't you strong enough already?
"Not enough, I want to be stronger. I want to remember everything I can learn."
"What are you gonna do when you're so strong? I don't understand you."
I spent my time with him since I became a Immortal.
He and his master were the brother and father to himself.
"I was wondering if you just wanted to take pride in the immortality that you learned from those people there. I was wondering if I would abuse immortality and fall for evil immortality. But no. You should be strong enough by now. If it's just great."
"Not enough, not enough at all"
I remember very well that he was afraid of himself, that he was in awe.
I remember him who was jealous of me, who was afraid.
I remember him being outraged that he was ashamed of it.
I remember myself immersed in joy.
"Slash the moon. I want to be the strongest man who can kill anything, with nothing out of reach."
"Slash the moon? What a joke!
"I mean it."
"Then it's an exaggerated delusion! You're wrong, you're never right!
Immortals and immortals will be the pinnacle of foolishness, such as deciding by force whether they are right or not.
Still, if you think about it now.
Yeah, now that I think about it, the time we spent under the same master, knowing each other's ugliness, was still beautiful.
Even if it was my solitude, Fuukei was my friend.
"You can't be the strongest! Because I'll take him down!
"You can't."
"Something impossible! No matter how much you learn to do it, no matter how much you learn to do it! I will take you as the right Immortal!
I wanted to cut the moon, a young, deserted immortal. He was the only one who stood up to me like that during my training years.
Even now, I remember.
About him for a thousand years, for keeping me from myself.
No matter how painful and humiliating time with him was for him.
Still, I admired him somewhere in my heart.
You can't just kill him and leave him like that.
I have to go home. I'm sure the master is waiting.
"So how's that apprentice finishing? As a swordsman, I don't know, but as a fairy, I think it's a lot more finished."
"I have a thousand years of training in my hometown, five hundred years of wandering in search of a divine sword, gaining a divine sword and fighting for a thousand more years, a thousand years of training in a single forest, and I have reached the same frontier as a sword immortal. And in that fold, I gave you this Sansui, Eckezax, introduced by God, with five hundred years of archery."
Sitting next to me, I am proud of my young immortal.
That's how much happier I am to introduce you than I am to myself.
"No longer, a swordsman who even exceeded me five hundred years ago. He is the Immortal of the Person, who can teach even the Immortal of my kingdom."
That was the smile as innocent as a boy.
I was very proud that I had nothing to worry about.
He had shown his forefathers the disciples he had raised by hand salt as the total accounts of his life.
"... introduced by God, or"
Cell, who is mending the void law, naturally knows the seat of God.
Because I know it, I can understand the bullshit of Suibo, who reached there alive.
Seeing that reaction, once again the mountain waters were aware of the bullying of their master.
"Be God, I was born in this world. I'm about you. Oh, it's a creature."
"I was reckless."
"Really, it's something that didn't die well. Through that void, you reach the throne of God and you return, and that's harder than coming back from the dead."
"Really, I was so young. But I got a good sword."
"I used to say let go. So the strength is bouncing further, so it's out of hand."
The mountain waters were reminiscent of the swordsman of Sopede.
That the best swordsman in the country was moaning that it was just a wooden knife.
The world's most powerful swordsman broke it off with a wooden knife.
What do the best jewelers in the world think of that?
"Sure, you were sweet on the sword that day. I'm overconfident in Eckezax. I lost my arm too."
That, oddly enough, was when I fought against my mountain water three times at the Festival.
Being armed weakens my heart.
The assumptions get sweeter, you look at them lightly, you make yourself bigger.
Sometimes the result leads directly to defeat.
"The lesson of the day is, it's burning in my chest."
"You didn't eat ginseng fruit, you couldn't cure the injury on the spot. Then I cut him to death before he bled to death."
Eckezacks was indeed the world's most powerful sword.
However, Swivok was far from its current level at the time.
Sometimes he suffered a hand injury, and sometimes he was alarmed.
Because I admonished that, there is now Suibok and there is mountain water.
Even so, at a time when I was immature, it should be noted that Swivok was the strongest.
"I've never forgotten you."
Defeat crossed the back of my brain.
I suffered the first wound in my life that led to death.
I got the strongest sword and was at the top of my specialty, and that chronic heart was pounded.
For the first time then, Swivok gambled his death.
I was more afraid of losing than dying.
He threw himself into the death of the Rapid Railroad and showed it to him completely over the top.
"... are your disciples stronger than you were then"
"Yes, Sansui is the most powerful swordsman I have ever aspired to"
You don't have to come.
That's what I said, and Cell slapped himself on the knee.
On that face, there was the innocence of the boy.
"Needless to say, Noh was excited to see you two thousand years ago, and those in Noh's have fought and broken Fuukei, and have been excited for the past few years. Thy disciples, and those in the midst of Noun. Let's compare which is stronger."
"I've been waiting for that word."
"... oh, yeah. Let me tell you something."
Cell looked at the mountain water and grinned wildly.
"Those in this house naturally know the Immortal well. Five hundred years would seem like eternity to a man, but from what's in here, youth is a good place. Well, if you know that there is a Suibo who has outstripped Fukai, it is only natural that you want to fight him!
I see, and the mountain water convinced me.
Surely I am a disciple of Suibok, and I will be of great interest.
However, if there is a Swivok himself, he may not want to fight his disciples.
"If I defeat you, I can fight Suibok. Do you mind if I say so, Sansui?"
"Of course you are"
The disciple and other front seats, mountain waters acknowledge that they are said to be so.
I stayed in the front seat and broke it without distracting from my gaze.
"Let this mountain water die in the honor of your master."
I am the disciple of Suibok and the ideal of Suibok.
You have to win in order to send your own master on a death journey.
"Well said! That's my disciple!
The Great Heavenly Dog continues to laugh invincibly, saying that those in him have not lost either.
Let those within you use the treasures that you have created to clear the snowflake.
So now it's time to win and show.
It's not just the mountain water, it even gets to Swivok to show it.
He also intended to show the swordsmen all of his training.
"Later, then. It's the first time in 2,000 years I've had a game with Suibok!