Sword Whisperer

"Father, you have given me the goal of life."

Despite Van's vicious reaction, K'Shatu continued to say what I had to say. Van only realized that his face looked too much like him. No, it wasn't just a face. Even the body shape or the sword in his hand, K'Shatu resembled Van.

"The goal of life?"

"I told you what real strength is."

"... I don't know why I should be your father."

"You tell me what life is, you tell me where to go, and this is not your father. I'm K'Shatu. I'm here to surpass my father."

"So what are you going to do?"

Van lays his hand on my knife. A cool breath emanated from him.

"You want to fight? You're asking me to teach you? Either way, I'm not very interested."

"I, K'Shatu, would have no more glory than that if I could fight my father and win with courage. But I'm not foolish enough to believe I can pierce your bloodstream with my humble thorn. My thighs will be broken, my throat will flee. So I just want to be with my father."

"I'm sorry, but I won't listen to that."

Van shrugged and replied. The arc shines as if two eyes, not contained, would tear K'Shatu apart in no time.

"I know exactly what you did to the people of your village. Leave before I ask you what you've done."

"..... the value of sin?"

"If you're going to say anything, not kill them, you better shut up there. Because I'm not so good at slashing you, I might as well cut you off."

"That's not what I'm saying. Father, my father. Why do you blame me for eating meat to live? Their death was life to me. Are you saying that being faithful to life is a sin?"

"......."

Van stares at K'Shatu without a word. K'Shatu didn't seem to be trying to harass him with language teasing. K'Shatu was puzzled and unfair like a child who heard stories he couldn't understand.

"You're right. It's not a sin. You've been forced to eat humans ever since you were born. But I'm human. So it's only natural that I don't like you?"

"But, Father..."

"Never mind my father."

Half of them shot him in the cold.

"Go away. The next time you show up before me, I'll ring without hesitation.

I didn't mean to cut it. After all, K'Shatu was forced to leave looking at Van with a frowny expression.

'.... I've got all this nonsense.'

I didn't even laugh. I have met many of the clans of the night, but it was the first time that I was asked if they were guilty of such crimes.

I thought so. The seed of the night or the nobility or the clans all seem to be monsters in Van's eyes.... Maybe humans also seem to be monsters in their eyes.

'If humans are monsters, they may be the worst quality among monsters.'

Van laughed as he killed. Where can a monster be scarier than a human being?

It was the next day. Van frowned as soon as he opened his eyes for a moment. I felt him conscious from a distance. Clumsy human energy. It was Kchatu.

'If I could see it, I would have said I'd cut it off...'

But thinking about it, it wasn't in the visible, so it was ambiguous to punish them with this. Van sighed and soon set his mind. At least K'Shatu didn't seem to be willing to pose any threat to him right now, so I just wanted to let him go.

'.... The same is true of the prosecutor or him, who ends up eating human flesh.'

Maybe that's why you didn't give K'Shatu a dispassionate answer to the question, 'Am I truly a sinner?' I'd rather be convinced that he didn't have anything to do with it, because answering him was almost like answering himself.

Van looked up at the sky. Just looking at that sky full of darkness, the ball discussed the morning. How was that possible?

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K'Shatu drowned half the time so eager that he wanted to persevere. Of course, the drowsiness meant that he continued to wander at the edge of the boundary where Van's feelings could reach him.

When I saw K'Shatu like that, Van's mind became more complicated. I didn't like the fact that even the Night Clan could find a human face. Neither was raccoon courtesy, and the night was not as hostile to humans as it might seem.

Of course, this was never a place for people to live. Without Nahar's White Flame, the dizzy would instantly die at night, and even if they survived, they would have to live with a bad quality of life.

Night cannot exist with man. Humans must live in the lighthouse. That was an undisputed fact.

'I think I know why the Kingdom was so keen to stay away from the night.'

Van left a river in front of him and was submerged in contemplation. It was a river in the north of Walden. It was also a boundary that distinguished the realm of full-scale Abyss from its initial incarnation.

"You go and you die?"

At that time, a mole digging a hole in the ground opened its eyes and looked at Van. It was a 'fairy' that was no different from the raccoon before. Van looked at the mole fairy and asked.

"How do you know?"

"You're strong. But it's not strong enough! There's a normal guy out there who can't survive? You have to be strong enough to be assimilated at night, or you have to be alone with the night!"

"Thank you for your advice."

"Of course, monsters from the library are scary monsters, but you're not even a monster yet."

Instead of answering Van's gratitude, the mole continued only to say what I had to say. The mole grinned bitterly.

"Do you want to be a monster?"

"…… I want to be as strong as a monster."

"Then come to our queen! She's been interested in you lately. You might get a lot of prizes if you go!"

"Your Majesty?"

"Heek... You don't know? For the Queen?"

The mole looks at Van with shocked eyes. Seeing the wounded face, I felt like I had to apologize. Half turned his head. The mole shook his forefoot in pain.

"The Queen is the great one who controls the Fairy Forest here!"

"Are you going to invite me?"

"Umm..... I have to ask the Queen, she is always generous to the new recruits. Do you..... want to be a nice mole like me?"

Van said no right away. The mole said with a gloomy expression.

"Even if it's not two moles, the queen can give you strength!"

"I don't intend to receive a gift of power. My power comes from my sword."

"Perhaps the Queen can make you a knife?"

"...... I want to be more specific about that."

On that day, the mole had to flirt for a long time and then return to the ground with a depressed expression without any income.

The strange thing was that after that day, other animal fairies, not moles, appeared one after the other and asked Van if he would not see the Queen. And only then did Van realize.

"..... does the queen want to see me?"

"That, that, that's not it!"

The rabbit in the suit panicked and confused.

"Where would the Queen like to see a commoner like you?"

"Then you won't have to."

"No, that doesn't mean you don't want to see it, that's..."

In the end, he had a point.

What's the point of doing something so annoying? There's something else that won't reveal Van's intentions.

"It's never gonna happen, but if the queen wants to see me, she'll have to show up. I'm not going to walk into your den."

"Ruthless!"

The rabbit cried out like that, but ended up showing up with a woman that night. It was a woman dressed in a plant's stem and leaves.

'.... Rarely do you see a complete human being.'

I have often seen a part of my body resemble a human being, but not so much as it looks completely human from head to toe. When Van looked at the Queen without saying a word, the Queen came forward crouching, and immediately she put her butt on a stump that had fallen away from her.

"Yes, are you the man?"

"... I don't know what he's talking about."

These fairies are the basic trait of a frightened man, and the queen can't speak as easily as Van is a monstrous monster.

"The man! Son of a... monster!"

"... whose son?"

"My queen! He's a disciple, not a son!"

"That monster's disciple!"

"......."

Van watches this dumb queen and her performers without saying a word, losing a word. And soon I found out who that monster was. If I were to count the people involved here, I would be the only one.

"Well, I guess you're right about that. What do you want to say?"

"Kick that horrible bastard out!"

"…… Yes?"

"I want you to pee, pee, kick me out of this forest so I don't wander around anymore!"

"Why should I do that?"

"......."

The queen looks back at the rabbit with a pale face. The rabbit growls and mutes his voice and shouts out as confidently as possible.

"He's destroying the ecology of this forest! I heard that he is running here because he is the guardian or because of a position that does something.... If you hand over the position, isn't he also going to be here anymore?"

"Half right and half wrong..."

"I'll help you!"

The queen exclaims. Faced with Van's gaze, she looks terrified again, but shortly after, she squeals her legs, pretending to be confident.

"I will make you stronger so that I can drive out that old guardian!"

"…… Is strength something you can do instead of giving it what you want? If you're going to make me a mole or a raccoon and make me stronger, I'd like to make a specification."

"You hear Carl's voice, don't you?"

The queen looked around like she was telling a secret, and she asked. Van replied with a trembling expression.

"Yes."

"I met a guy like you a long time ago. And I helped. And he's become very strong?"

"…… as a person?"

"Yes! A horrible, vicious human being! Even if I wanted to turn you into a cute squirrel, you said you didn't like it. Why would you insist on such a human form?"

On the subject of human form, the Queen said so herself.

Van asked.

"So how are you going to help me?"

"Phew, Phew... I'll give you my special favor. There's nothing to be grateful for."

The Queen said so.

"I'll make you a knife."