Sword Whisperer

Of course, it does not reach the black sky.

It is also impossible to cut with an untouched sword.

Nevertheless, it was purely because he wanted to make a vow to himself. When I first grabbed the sword, no, I had that dream that I had carved in my heart from before I grabbed the sword.

Swordsman Van. I hope that nickname that used to make fun of him, will become his real title one day.

Six swords. What does that mean? There are six types of swordsmanship he can speak. No, it can't be. Over a hundred blacks he had ever held and swordsmanship. Even a swordsman who didn't remember his head, remembered his body. Sometimes when I look at a sword that moves, I wonder if I even knew this kind of swordsmanship.

Nevertheless, half was called the fifth sword, and now he has the sixth. That was soon his six promises. Based on these swordsmanships, he promised himself to complete a test called 'Van’.

I will shed all the swords. I will swallow all swords. I will make thousands of screenings with one sword. A sword that cannot escape, a sword that cannot be felt.

And one day, I will cut off the moon and the sky with that sword.

"..... You are a great junior. ”

Wheat smiled with her arms cut off. The borrowed body doesn't make me feel pain. No, he was left in unbearable pain as a living man, given that he had spilled into his soul and chewed on him.

But I didn't howl. As a senior, I couldn't be more frustrated in front of my junior. Van looked at the whey and asked.

"You must have spent four years at the academy. You, too.”

"I did."

"You may know that the kingdom is rotten, but there is also a rotten part. Why are you so determined to bring this country down? How could you do that?"

"Hmm, I don't know..."

Wheat did not answer straight away. He tries to scratch his head, and then he smiles bitterly, realizing that I don't have an arm anymore.

"I don't know. I think there was some kind of plausible justice and something like that, but I forgot at some point. The kingdom is just a bunch of bad guys, and I just thought I'd set up a new country. ”

"... I see. ”

Van aims at the knife again. It was a frigid answer, but I thought it might have been an uncool question in the first place.

Wheat stood confidently. He had no more fists to reach out to, but he nevertheless ran away. I didn't need a long conversation.

Hold the kissin. Pull, stab. The thrust that pushed the forest pushed this gentleman from his cliff....

All that's left is a shell.

"…… you won't have to wander anymore. ”

Van turns his head, masturbating that the Holy Fire would be more blessed than a fake life for the dead. The remnants of the rebels and the Caesars are still on their feet.

The academy's trainees, though evil, were unfortunately too skilled to handle these displacements. Van moved his foot. I had no intention of seeing this pole until the end.

It's time to stop.

§

”Are you hungry again? ”

”I had a long day. Even breathing is hard. Reverend."

"Come in. I'll give you a car. ''

The minister quietly took Van into the church. Van slowly stepped into the church. There were quite a lot of people even though it was late. I didn't seem to be praying or worshipping anyone. In their eyes, the horror was so deep.

As soon as they saw Van, their faces were fresh and they began to murmur against each other. Van glances at the minister without paying attention to them.

I don't think I'm the only one who's tired. "

"If you're tired, they're exhausted."

"…… my heart doesn't really glow. Reverend."

"Huh, is that so? Then that's my disapproval. Come on, pick it up. It's no big deal. ”

The minister gave me potatoes. Van opens his mouth quietly with the potatoes in his hand.

"The witch has not been caught."

”... I know."

”You don't have to worry about overturning the murder charges. That's because the unsub has already been found. However, you will not wash away as much as the Revolutionaries and the sinners. You'll pay for it. ”

”What happens to the mine……? ”

Van laughed bitterly.

"Now at least you don't have to worry about the miner's son dying as a miner."

As long as it is clear that mines can be used by the Revolutionaries, there will be no silence in the kingdom.

His wish to give it to those who deserved it made it impossible for anyone to have it. Is that wish fulfilled? What has not been done.

The minister shook his head without force. The only potatoes my two eyes lost where I was going touched the sokuri.

"... I was the only one in the Revolutionary Army."

"........"

"The congregation followed me without even knowing what it was. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

”I understand.”

The minister began to pray quietly with his hands. Van was curious when he saw such a minister. What kind of prayer is he praying now? Do you resent God, do you repent, or are you grateful for fulfilling his wishes?

No, at the end of all this…… does he still believe in God?

It was a question I could not ask.

Van left the church with one potato.

Potatoes that were not sprinkled with a single salt were minted and puffed.

But the boat was full.

§

”Then I will report the mission as a failure." Princess. "

Shade stared straight at Dnoa and said, His voice contained neither honour nor affection. But no one has shown her this attitude, and Dnoa nods as if she were familiar with it.

"Yes, well done."

"…… let's go. ”

"Van, wait! This McDead guy will catch up with you soon!"

McDead's voice was loud. Shade finally looked at Van.

'It's getting stronger again. That bastard.'

The dagger that Van presented in front of the whey was not erased. Even though the sword itself seems to have some strange power....

No, I had no choice but to say that I didn't catch the princess after all. They couldn't even break her will right now. Maybe if she sneaks up and stops her mouth from falling asleep. But I did not have the confidence to do that to the royals.

Scheid's group left. And Van's group also had to leave now. Anya murmured as she looked at the tollsberry swallowed by the mist.

C. Environment

”What will happen here? ”

”If the mine is closed, it's not worth it to this city. They're probably all scattered. ”

".... Is a city ruined because of us? ”

"Not because of us, just because the city was doomed. ”

Van calmly said. That's it. As weak as dying in battle is, a city that has not overcome its destiny will also be destroyed. Nevertheless, somewhere in his mind, it still means his mind is young. Does that mean it's good?

I didn't know. Van turned his back. I didn't want to care about the past that had already passed. The work of the prosecutor is enough to wield a sword. More than that..... it is the work of kings and nobles.

Taking over the escort of D'Noa was actually a horse escort, to the extent that it allowed her to take off her horse. No matter where she walked in the forest, the Spirit of D'Noa always hid her from the eyes of the people.

The middle-aged bandits could not find her in the first place, and even if they did, that would be their luck. They will fall to the ground and breathe with dirt instead of air.

Thanks to this, Van was able to sell out on his training every time he had time. I was less burdened because I had no work to do with my stamina and had no stamina when I held my Kishin.

[Your current swordsmanship level is 5 stars. Memory tuning is adjusted to the limit.]

Only at the moment of the Kishin grip, Van's swordsmanship level reached 5 stars. The effect of strengthening his body with his ears on his sword itself was quite great. Recently, I was able to digest the sixth sword thanks to Kishin's ear.

Kishin's swordsmanship itself was not that great. The case of his enemies was quite fascinating, but that was all.

But that's why training with a Kishin gave me a strange feeling. Put his swordsmanship on the sword of Kishin, which is not enough. His sword, which was all it took to unleash a violent force.... with its own power.

I felt like a conductor of evil. Van's body became a spear to unleash the power of Kissin. Even if you move your body in the same way as before, the result of the sword was different. Looking back at that, Van slowly looks back at what it's like to have a test called me.

How fast his stabbing is. How sharp.

How sensitive his eyes are, and how they move.

Do you have a habit of seeing before you move your body?

It was strange. As the mission was repeated, Van confirmed my strength. But the more I did, the more I felt half thirsty. It needs to be stronger. I want to be stronger. And it can get stronger.

Strange thing, Tolsbury. After so many people's lives, the most memorable thing is the strength of wheat. What if he really stood in front of him with his body. What would have happened without Kishin. I think it was him who was standing here.

Someone will say. That's enough for you. How much stronger can it be? But at that time, Van looked up at the sky for three days.

Still, that sky does not touch his sword.

I don't even know why he wants to cut it, but Van swung his sword hard. Towards the horizon. Towards the moon. Towards the sky.

Then one day. Dnoa asked, looking at the class in training.

"Van. What do you want to be strong for?"

'Well, if you have a reason, you'd like to be strong. ”

”What are you going to do when you get stronger? ”

"I intend to cut off the sky."

"…… after cutting? ''

"I'll see what the sky looks like with a knife. ”

"Pooh, for a very limited reason. ''

Dnoa laughed furiously instead of smoking. Van looked at Dnoa like that and asked.

"Why is the princess running away? There will be all kinds of tributes in the royal palace, and everyone will bow down when they see the princess. ”

”There is a eulogy, and everyone bows to me. ’ '

"I don't understand. ”

"Of course I do. Sometimes I don't understand. But I don't understand why you want to be strong, do I? ''

"…… Do you hate the kingdom? ''

Van asked questions he always wanted to ask. And 'yes.' I waited for an answer. I don't know why. I just thought it would be fun to say something that denies this kingdom, whether it's the flowers of this kingdom or her mouth.

"No, I love you. Sprouts on the side of the road and seeds in the grass."

So when the word came out, he did not have a sense of what to say. Dnoa looked at Van's stupid face and was cuckoo smoking. Tobacco smoke was covered over the other smile.

"But you won't. ”

"…… Yes? Me? ''

"You're not usually a yogi. In a typical case, just grabbing a mouse would drive me out of my mind. But how can you digest it like a simple sword..... or do you have the skills I can't imagine...?

Dnoa pushes her head in. Her blue eyes slowly approached with the smell of tobacco. Curiosity and playfulness remained upon his eyes, and soon his loneliness remained.

"You have other powers."

'' Another power..? "

"For example, yes. Dozens of years ago, the owner of the Dozens..."

As if D'Noa was really passing by, she said nothing.

"Reading a knife."