Zahart’s head fell off and his gaze turned to Han Si-young.

A man who cuts his own throat.

however… … .

There was no emotion shown in the gaze of the coldly seated boy.

[I can’t feel the slightest emotion… … .]

It is clear that the boy in front of him is a survivor of that village.

The boy did not show any feelings of resentment or anger toward him.

If you are a human being, it must be an emotion you have and need to express… … .

[Why did you stay here?]

The human king asked Siyoung Han.

After a moment of silence at that question, instead of answering, Siyoung Han looked down at him and asked.

“You said you obviously didn’t mean to. What does that mean?”

Zahart clearly said he hadn’t intended to destroy the village.

To Siyoung Han’s question, Zahart answered honestly.

[It’s just bad luck. When I first came to this world, there was just a village there.]

“… … .”

[It’s just that since the village disappeared. The country was just swept away by disaster.]

It was just a coincidence.

When he first stepped into this world, there was a village there, and the huge phenomenon of destruction that occurred as he crossed over into space swept away the village itself.

That was true and the reason the village disappeared.

And after hearing the answer, Han Si-young did not say anything.

He just stared down at him with calm eyes.

There was still no emotion of anger in it.

Knowing that it was the last time he saw it, Zahart, who was curious, had no choice but to ask.

[This time it’s my turn. Why don’t you resent me?]

“… … .”

[Do you have no feelings? I must have killed your parents too.]

Although hostile, there was no resentment or anger in the emotions reflected in it.

Han Si-young’s expression did not change despite such a reply.

To Zahart, the appearance of not showing any emotion seemed like a person with no emotions.

However, after hearing Han Si-young’s next reply, he was able to understand.

“I don’t want anything from you.”

[…] … Why?]

“I just swung my sword against you.”

[…] … is it.]

Upon seeing this, Zahart’s face sank as if he had let go of everything in his life.

As if that was the answer.

[Simply confronted him, so he swung his sword. anyone.]

Upon hearing that answer, Zahart knew that it was not a lie.

The guy in front of me was literally solid.

He had an unshakable spirit like a mountain.

[You can see why ‘Stigma’ chose you… … .]

Whoo!

In an instant, a white sword of light appeared in Han Si-young’s hand, emitting a brilliant light.

Han Si-yeong lightly swung her sword with one hand with a calm expression.

Spark-

His head was cut in half and turned to white ash, which slowly began to dissipate. Finally he had an idea.

‘There’s no way the stigmata’s energy exists in this world… … .’

This is another world.

There was no way that the energy of the stigmata, the exclusive property of the world, could exist.

If so, one thing.

There was only one reason why the stigmata energy existed in this world.

‘You’ve been following me… … .’

When he crossed the dimension and came here, a lot of energy, including magical energy, followed.

Perhaps the aura of the stigma is also one of the remnants.

‘at last… … .’

Realizing that he had created the being that would kill him, Zahart became the last remnant of light and just before disappearing, he smiled and disappeared.

“… … .”

Han Si-young, who had been quietly watching the scene for a while, watched him disappear for the last time, then turned around and left.

* * *

“Cool!”

“Are you okay?”

Meanwhile, Ha-Jun left the rest of the work to Han Si-Young and returned to the Sword King.

She seemed to have suffered an internal injury, so I took out a potion and handed it to her. She opened her mouth with a more comfortable breathing sound than before to see how much her body had healed after drinking the potion.

“Thank you. But what about Siyoung?”

“They are coming.”

“What happened to him?”

“I killed him.”

In response, she opened her mouth with a bitter smile.

“You helped me again.”

“The last person I killed was Siyoung Han.”

“That child… … ?”

The sword king made a slightly surprised expression at those words.

As she slowly stood up and was about to go find Han Si-young, Si-young appeared through the bushes at just the right time.

“… … .”

“… … .”

The Sword King and Han Si-young faced each other and there was a moment of quiet silence.

After that silence, the Sword King quietly spoke to Han Si-yeong.

“Follow me. There is something I want to show you.”

At those words, Han Si-yeong nodded without answering and followed the sword king.

* * *

Could it have been 30 minutes?

When the surrounding night passes with the sunrise and the sun is about to rise.

The Sword King, Han Si-young, and Ha-jun arrived at a certain place.

A wide plain at the top of a mountain.

It was a place that looked like a tomb with about 30 tombstones.

Standing in front of the graveyard for a while, the Sword King looked down at the gravestone with a bitter face and opened his mouth.

“These are the villagers. We couldn’t find all the remains, but even those who remained were carefully buried.”

“… … .”

Han Si-yeong approached her side without saying a word.

Following her gaze, Han Si-young also looked at the tombstone.

“Long before you were born, I was indebted to the people of this village. They were good people… … .”

Fifteen years ago, the situation in the dimensional dungeons ended, but the dungeons and beasts that threatened people’s lives were still infested.

It was also the time when the Sword King was active on duty.

“It was also my home. I also lived there as a member of the village for several decades, and I was thinking of settling down as a place to spend my last days.”

For her, it was also a place to spend her last years of old age.

After fighting on the battlefield in numerous dimensional dungeons for several decades, I was thinking of finally settling down in that village and living a peaceful life.

But while she was away for a while.

A village was swept away by a great disaster, and a man stood in the center of what used to be a village.

It was the second greatest despair I experienced in my life.

Blood was spilled on all sides and she fought the man with the determination to die.

In the end, I lost it because the man ran away.

The Sword King circled around the vanished village with weak steps.

I circled around in the hope that there might be survivors of the village.

I was able to find the only surviving village survivor.

“You were able to live because your parents risked their lives to protect you.”

Her eyes were on a tomb.

Siyoung Han approached the tomb and slowly knelt down looking at it.

The Sword King, who had been watching for a while, slowly opened his mouth.

“Sorry for letting you know now.”

“… … .”

Siyoung Han looked at the tomb for a while without answering.

Han Si-young’s face was sunken with a faint loneliness.

Then, it was Han Si-young who slowly stood up and turned her head to look at the sword king.

Han Si-yeong looked at her and opened her mouth.

“I wonder why you only informed me now.”

There was no resentment in his voice, only politeness.

I didn’t resent her for revealing the truth belatedly, but I was simply curious about the reason. Hearing the question, the Sword King lowered his head and answered without looking at Han Si-yeong.

“I wanted you to live a normal life.”

Without knowing that there is a culprit who killed the villagers.

He just wanted to live a normal life like the other kids.

I wanted to make many friends, adapt to society, and lead a normal but happy life.

“If you knew this, you would be gripped with revenge.”

I didn’t want to waste my life obsessed with revenge at such a young age.

Revenge will be enough if you live a long time and have no regrets in life.

however… … .

At those words, Han Si-yeong shook her head.

As if denying her words, he shook his head and continued.

“Even if I knew that, I wouldn’t have changed.”

That moment.

The sword king’s eyes widened.

Raising his head slowly, the Sword King looked at Siyoung Han, who was watching him in front of him.

And Han Si-young, who always had a calm expression, showed a faint smile on her lips.

“This path is what I chose.”

Siyoung Han said.

Even if he had known such a fact, he would not have been obsessed with revenge.

Even if he informed me too late, he did not resent Master, and even if he did not know about it, his path would not have changed.

The goals and dreams you set for yourself will not change.

“I wanted to be acknowledged by Master.”

I wanted to become strong enough to surpass Master.

That was the goal, and it hasn’t changed even now.

Because one’s dream is completed by being recognized by Master.

Because of that, Master will also be able to look at himself and be relieved.

“I am… … .”

Like the great heroes who saved the world from dimensional dungeons in the past, he wanted to become a hero himself. Even now, he longed for and respected them, and it was his biggest goal to become himself.

A dream he wants to achieve because the teacher who raised him is such a great hero.

“I want to be a hero who protects someone.”

I wanted to be a hero and someone who could reassure people.

That was the dream Han Si-young wanted to achieve.

“… … Siyoung.”

The Sword King, who was looking at it, realized.

When he heard what this child wanted more than anything, the Sword King finally understood.

The fact that it was you who was obsessed with the past.

“you… … .”

I look at the boy who goes straight toward his dream, not the child of his childhood.

It was only then that the Sword King was able to face Siyoung Han.

The boy grew up and he was just caught up in the past.

“I see… … .”

A hero who wants to protect someone.

The Sword King could vaguely know that he was included in Han Si-young’s dream.

“No matter what I say, you were meant to be a hero.”

“… … .”

At that, Han Si-young nodded without answering.

The Sword King approached Siyoung Han.

Holding her sword at her waist, she approached Han Si-young and reached out to touch Han Si-young’s hand.

“You’ve been working hard… … .”

It showed signs of a lot of effort.

Looking at the calloused hands, you could tell how much effort this child had put in.

She brought her sword to the hand of Han Si-young, who had been gently caressing her, and gently put it in Han Si-young’s hand.

As she was looking at Han Si-young with a bitter smile, Han Si-young’s eyes widened.

“This… … .”

“It’s a sword I don’t need anymore.”

She continued with a friendly smile.

“I won’t trust you, Siyoung.”

It was a comfortable smile, as if she was relieved to let go of the weight of her life.