102 – Nice to meet you, kid. (3)

Nachal touched his own neck.

My whole body froze at the sensation of being hacked to pieces a moment ago.

‘Was that all an illusion?’

I was able to know better about the sprinkler that is always attached to someone’s death. This is clearly not an illusion.

The sensation he felt was definitely ‘death’.

He experienced countless deaths in just one or two steps.

Is it to live Or was it that he was overwhelmed by the atmosphere and reached an illusion?

‘This rachal… . Just to a lump of blood like that?’

Originally, Nachal belonged to the Chilya Salsudae managed by Amwang, the number one killer.

Although he is now leaving the arms of the Dark King and giving his allegiance to the palace lord, his skills must already be recognized in that he was a member of the Seven Nights Killer Unit.

Salsu is relatively less obsessed with the realm than other martial arts. This is because the direction they want to go is differentiated as they are specialized in ambushes and surprise attacks.

If you ask me, is it similar to a soloist?

Therefore, Raksa thought that if the time and place were right, he would be able to easily kill even his highest level.

He is proud of his skills to the extent that he has such confidence.

But what is this now?

Nachal looked at Guyangcheon and straightened his disturbed breathing.

No matter how monstrous his talent may be, he is first-class at best.

The uninhabited gaze starts from past the climax.

Climax is the point at which the bowl is broken, widened, and filled with something new.

When using bets, even if the same amount is used, the strength is different, and the feeling is more developed. This means that it is time to figure out how to use bets and how to use them.

The unmanned people said that they would step into transcendence only when they reached the peak level. Even in the characteristic of salgong, which is difficult to climb, Rachal was a master at the peak.

To think that he was being pushed by that pit.

“What have you done… .”

Despite Raksha’s question, Gu Yang-cheon just stood still with his sword.

“What kind of bullshit is this… !”

Still the guy doesn’t answer. just looking

Just before that, Yangchun Gu said that he was Shincheol.

I thought about what that meant, but nothing came to mind. Perhaps this was also to confuse himself.

According to the report, Guyangcheon was clearly of the martial arts system like Hohyeop.

In fact, it must be certain that he used martial arts proficiently until just before that.

Then what the hell is that doing?

‘Are you trying to pretend to be a swordsman now?’

There were too many things Guyangcheon showed to urge Nachal to be vigilant.

Of course, I knew that the Gu family was practicing swordsmanship at the same time as the fisting, but I didn’t think Gu Yangchen would be good at swordsmanship.

No matter how talented you are, you will not be able to use both martial arts skillfully.

As if to prove that, the current Guyangcheon was full of gaps.

At least when he was holding his fist, he was so skillful that he couldn’t see any gaps, but now he’s holding a sword.

Of course, supermen who deviate from the meaning of herbivore, the essence of martial arts, break away from the concept of motion and become one with martial arts.

Right away, the princess was like that, and the king of cancer, who was called Salsu Jeil, was like that.

‘Then that guy might be like that too.’

It’s ridiculous, even thinking about it makes me laugh.

There is no way that little boy could have reached the heights that he himself did not dare to reach, and that he could not even look at.

Even knowing that, why can’t I move?

“Son.”

At the sound of Guyangcheon’s voice, Rakshasa trembled.

“I was frightened, so I lost my posture. You better make it right.”

“this… !”

Goo Yangcheon speaks as if teaching, and a vein rises from the rachal’s neck.

“dare… Are you trying to teach me something?”

“Twist… . You have to find meaning even in small leaves, but child, you are already missing the essence that a warrior should have.”

“Shut up! It’s cute how he’s desperate, so I watched him for a while and he doesn’t know the subject!”

It’s like a provocation.

It was an extremely insufficient provocation for a killer who survives only when his dagger is cool-headed, but, funny enough, his rakshasa was shaking. Realizing this, Rachal raised the bet.

‘Don’t be possessed by the unknowing figure, he’s just struggling.’

Following the forcibly chilled chest, the bets gathered in the dagger he was holding.

Yangcheon Gu was still looking at the raksha with a relaxed face.

I aimed for his empty chest, especially his heart.

For the bets gathered at the tips of their toes, if it was the speed of Rakshasa, an instant would be enough.

It had to be finished before the sun rose.

The moment Rachal slightly lowered his stance to jump in.

“Once upon a time there was something I said to my children.”

My body stiffened at the sound of Gu Yangchen’s voice.

‘… What?’

It’s not that I’m surprised. The random movement was blocked. It’s not a bet crush, so what is it?

“When you are engulfed in anger, your mind becomes chaotic, and your anxious mind is put into a sword.”

Looking at the corpses of the plum swordsmen who have rotted around them, Yangcheon Gu continues to speak.

“If that happens, the blooming plum blossoms will disappear to the ground again according to the will of heaven, and it will take a long time for them to bloom again.”

Both eyes were empty. There were countless emotions hidden in one word.

“The old man who spoke like that took the lead in expressing his anger at the raging bloodshed, isn’t it funny?

“… What nonsense are you talking about?”

Have you gone crazy? Nachal did not understand the meaning of Gu Yangchun’s nonsense.

“It’s okay if you don’t understand.”

Sarak.

“This is just an ugly old man venting his anger.”

“… what… .?”

Something falls in front of Rakshaka.

The ceiling is a blocky stone roof, there was nothing to do but fall.

Rachal shifted his gaze and looked down at the floor.

What landed was a plum leaf.

The view is frighteningly crumbly.

“What… .”

I shifted my gaze again and looked at Guyangcheon. The surroundings of Guyangcheon are still empty, as if Rachal had misunderstood.

Turn off-!

Did you have a hallucination? Rakshasa gritted her teeth because of the confusion that didn’t fit the topic.

The body, which had been stiff for a moment, was freed before I knew it. There was no hesitation. I couldn’t take any more time, and I had to hurry up and solve the mission from the main palace.

Raccoons wrapped in bets shoot out like arrows shot toward Guyangcheon.

The purpose, like the first, is the heart. Gu Yang-cheon reacts as he sees Rachal rushing at him, but it is slow.

‘As expected, it was outrageous.’

I can see Guyangchen raising his sword. It was also a very crude move.

At that speed, the dagger would pierce his heart before he could even swing it.

By the time Rakshasa’s flash attack reached his bosom.

Pooh-!

With a creepy sound, blood splashes and something flies backward and falls to the floor.

“Turn it off… !!”

Then, Nachal screamed and knelt on the floor.

I looked behind my back with trembling eyes while holding my shoulder, and saw the arm of the rachal holding the dagger rolling around.

“What is this… !”

Obviously, Gu Yangchen’s movements were slow, and her own movements were much faster.

But what was cut off was your own arm?

lightly… lightly

“… !”

I hear a tickling sound again.

Plum leaves began to appear again. Where… Where the hell is it coming from?

lightly… .

Watching the leaves fall to the ground one by one.

Nachal realized that something was wrong.

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[what’s this?]

When I regained my lost consciousness, something strange was happening.

Before I knew it, I was holding the sword, and the killer, who was identified as Raksha, was sitting on the floor, one-armed.

[no way… .]

Did I lose my mind again like in the fight with the bloody enemy?

‘Are you awake?’

[…] uh?]

For a moment, I wondered who was talking.

I ask the thoughts that pass through my head without even realizing it.

[Shin Noya… ?]

‘Yes, it’s been a while.’

[What are you doing now… ?]

I wake up and try to move my body, but not a single fingertip moves.

I had already lost control of my body.

‘Don’t make a fuss, I’ll return it soon.’

[How did this happen?]

‘What’s going to happen, I’m not saving you.’

[What is that… No, didn’t you say you can’t take away the body the other day?]

I was told to be relieved that I couldn’t do something like possession or something like that. But if this isn’t possession, what should I do?

When I questioned, Shin Noya said.

‘… That’s right, I didn’t know it would be me either. It turned out.’

… Are you this crazy old man?

[This crazy… .]

‘Well, I don’t think I’ll be able to stay here for long and I won’t be able to do it often, so stay still!’

“Ouch… .”

Momentarily grabbing Rachal’s arm and staggering away.

“Hoo-wook… Whoop… !”

“You’re much faster than you look.”

“… You’ve been hiding your skills… !”

“… You’re spitting out more clichés than they look, which is kind of disappointing… .”

Tuk-tuk Even though it was a basic motion of shaking off the sword, I couldn’t help but be surprised to feel the movement inside my body.

‘This will also be a good opportunity for you, so concentrate and feel it.’

I didn’t have to ask what you meant. Even though I couldn’t control my body, I felt very realistic how the energy was moving inside my body.

‘Maybe it’s thanks to the pottery I ate from the ghost, it’s fortunate that there’s no difficulty in using a sword.’

The feeling of using only the mixed pottery without using the unfamiliar Kuga family was an inexplicable tickle.

I watched the breathless Rachal from afar. Shin Noya used my body and drove the Raksha with only a relatively small amount of pottery.

The martial arts series had strong destructive power, but it was difficult to shine until they reached a certain level.

I am also making up for my shortcomings by betting a lot right now.

But I didn’t think the inspection was superior… .

‘Tsk, it’s your habit to bet excessively in the first place.’

Shinnoya speaks out as if he is frustrated.

‘It would be nice to use it efficiently and as much as needed, but considering the characteristics of the chemical industry, it’s too much.’

In order to fan the flames, you have to bet that much.

This was unavoidable.

‘I can’t help it, don’t wrap it up. I don’t think you’re going to say that you can’t help it even if you’re blocked by a wall later.’

[…] Why are you suddenly trying to teach?]

‘It’s frustrating. I’m frustrated! I just thought he would go on his own since he’s a talented kid, but isn’t the guy who later stepped onto the highest level rotting like this?’

[…] !]

What did Shinnoya just say… did i hear it wrong?

[What did you just say… .]

‘I know you went back in time.’

Shin Noya’s words made my heart thump and sink.