Sword Whisperer

The Karlsmori Library is a sanctuary for the Sunwoo family.

It made sense to react quite radically when the circle encountered that library. But it was Van himself who didn't understand.

'.... why are you so excited.'

Van looked forward with a strange expression. With the tall clock tower of the Karlsmori Library piercing through the sky, all kinds of buildings stretched around the Library were showing off their barbaric attitude.

Walden.

Van's eyes narrowed. Where all the intelligence of the world once came together. But the glory was just to say that it was an old thing, and the only thing that surrounded Walden was the murky moss and the silence.

His mind became complicated. Perhaps his parents lived in this city as well. And he must have buried that bone in this city.

Maybe their ghost is here?

But if so, should he wish their ghost were here? Or should I hope not?

'..... the night must be over.'

When I thought about it, Van couldn't look at the world with a slightly more confident eye. The night is devouring the world with Valach. "Isn't there a beast here or something?"

[Hundreds of thousands of people lost their lives at once. There are too many ghosts here because of the beast's intrusion.]

Baloch replied quietly. His eyes were soaked in exquisite memories of stabbing Walden.

[But that won't be a reason to let go. Night is a night.As many people have died, so many ghosts are even more terrifying. Not all ghosts hate the living, but still, their longing for life will suck your energy by itself.]

It was exactly what Baloch said. Walden's gloomy energy seemed to suck his life every time Van breathed. It's a city where hundreds of thousands of people died in a moment. Walden also had the feeling that he would not allow the living to enter.

'In this place, has he kept the library?'

Without even looking at his sword, Van felt overwhelmed by seeing this city.

A city with no one to live in. A city that doesn't even open. In such a city, the guardian bought my life and kept only one library. What did you do it for? I simply wanted to show the other Sunwoo people who really did the librarian's work.

Van could only stand here and truly feel the weight of his name as a guardian. Yes. The Guardian was originally like this. Until the last, it was the Guardian's duty not to give up what he was guarding. It was right that the duty of protection should not end until my body collapsed.

And people called Van a guardian.

"Am I the Guardian? '

Van asked himself. Can he give up all the possibilities that remain in my life, and thus entrust himself to the duty of protection? Well, I didn't think so.

"Tongue, brother."

And it was then. I was about to walk the lifeless streets of Walden, and I opened my mouth with a trembling voice. Van didn't answer anything. I knew why I was surprised. He's been aware of them for a long time.

[What's the matter with the living on Walden's land? I would have told you not to let us get in the way of the revolution.]

A man with a dead complexion looked at them and asked. Baloch opened his mouth first before Van even opened his mouth.

[Please understand that you are here without discrimination. But I have something to fix. He's not part of the Revolutionary Army. Rather than that..... you must be part of it.]

[…… Sunwoo's child?]

"Negotiation."

The opponent takes a breath as soon as the sun is shining. It was only now that I realized that the ghosts before him were members of Sunwoo. Van slowly looked at their ambush. The same was true of wearing a coat to avoid the cold, but it was hard to see that it was only one member of Sunwoo.

"Carl."

They all had knives. Different kinds of knives, but that wasn't the point.

The Sunwoo clans do not hold the sword in their hands. To be precise, it would have been right to say that I don't carry things easily in my body other than listening to my voice. The chances of them carrying a sword..... were really low.

[You're holding a knife.]

It wasn't just the half that drew attention to the knife. They saw several knives hanging from Van's waist, and the report exchanged views with each other. If a member of Sunwoo carries a lot of knives around, it was too obvious what that meant.

[Are you the next Guardian?]

"Yes."

[…… Is that so.]

Van narrowed his eyes for a moment. Something went wrong. If they are still defending this place because of the fall of the Sunwoo family, shouldn't they be more happy that the next Guardian, the Master of the Prophecy, is back?

But they came someplace. 'I was making a face. It was the moment I was going to ask about him. Van shut his mouth. They were all pulling swords from the bayonet.

"I didn't mean to greet you... but I didn't want this either."

[The Revolutionary Army's guests must stand down.]

The ghost of Sunwoo said.

[From now on, we have a conversation with the family.]

Baloch looked back half-heartedly. Van nods. As long as they had already come this far, their help was no longer of great significance.

"I'll see you later."

[…… I must be waiting.]

I had to come back. I didn't have to leave the same regret. Baloch already knew Van was coming back. The Revolutionary Army had a reason for Van's life. Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to hold him hostage.

'Still, you don't fall for the time of revolution.'

Baloch's bitter thoughts did not reach Van.

Van looks at the spirits of Sunwoo without saying a word. He was neither embarrassed nor surprised. Rather, when the sun was more frightened, he ran into the room.

"No, seniors. Why are you doing this? Brother Van is Sunwoo's next guardian! The elders are not hostile!"

[Kid. This is not your business right now. Stay still.]

"But……!"

"All right. Fangs. As they say. Stay put. I'll take care of this."

Van said in a calm voice. Van looked at them speechlessly.

"It's called half. He is the son of Ten and Suya."

[…… Is that so. You're the son of a charcoal smith and a porcelain couple.]

A strange sensation appeared in their eyes. Van took the gap and spoke.

"Are you trying to test me? Or is there a reason you have to stop me? At least I want to know why."

[Couldn't you pull a knife without a reason?]

"…… I live trying not to."

[You don't look like a guardian. Right now, I just care about keeping it.]

"What do you want me to protect?"

[For you.]

The spirits of Sunwoo slowly began to surround Van. It was about twenty people. At that moment, Van felt strange. They each held the sword of a different appearance as much as my head, but he felt like he was actually pointed at one of the swords.

"…… I won't be able to take care of you because you're an adult in the family."

Van's eyes have cooled. I don't know why, but I didn't want to drag time here. I walked too long. I wanted to see the Guardian a little sooner. You get all the swords in this world a little faster, you get a little stronger, so you save Anya, you change the world, and you...

'The best inspection in the world.'

Since when does it feel so blurry?

— Hahahahaha, Van! Look at those old things! Listen to me! I'll sweep you in one go!

'Shut up, Kissin. They're my relatives.'

Van grabs the glass by throwing a pinglass at Kishin. Glass said in a strangely frenzied voice.

- How can you listen to all this humble body?

'.... Are you afraid that you haven't heard from your elder recently?'

— Do you have anything to worry about? If you're old enough to use a knife, you throw it away. Don't you think?

'I'll write it right.'

Van raises his tail. After coming at night, pointing the sword at the swordsmen was enough. Except for K'Shatu, who used to be a ghost with a sword, there was very few enemies with a sword.

"Do you wield a sword? Or wield a knife? '

It would be better to say that you have learned what you have learned from the Holy Spirit than to say that you have learned it. Van was ready to be a prosecutor, not a knife at any time. And it became an examination.

I want to test it. I want to see how far his sword reaches. How heavy he was. What a swinging test he became.

The air changes. Even the darkness gushes from the half-blade. How sharp the foresight was, the blade had not yet come near, but the skin was about to be torn.

The ghosts slowly move their feet and narrow the distance. Twenty swordsmen. Originally, if they did the right thing, it would be right to tear half to pieces, no matter how fast they move.

But Van was a test that could do more than 'move fast'.

— Off…….

Glass moaned in front of a strange airflow that twisted me. I feel the time axis twisting. The past and the future have suddenly lost their connectivity and have begun to disperse.

It was ecstatic and terrifying. The feeling of deviating from the law of income seemed to be a transcendent moment, but it also felt like the world was not allowed to exist.

And such a sophisticated technique, beyond construction, was more certain than any sword, at least in consequence.

Twenty blades poured in half, and the blade bounced off for a moment. The spirits of Sunwoo stare at Van with a desolate look.

Did you pull a knife? '

In their eyes, half of them stood still without pulling a knife, and all the blades seemed to have bounced off. Van opened his mouth with a loud voice.

"It's okay to point a knife at me. For whatever reason, I honestly don't care at the moment. But if you want to put a knife in front of me, you might want to swing me with a bell."

Without tension, no, it was a voice full of firm belief in oneself. Van once again laid his hands on the glass.

"Next time, it's not going to end with a bounce."

There is no time to waste.