Sword Whisperer

Van's eyebrows trembled. After realizing the secret hidden in his identity, Van always had an idea. What happens if you have a sword that was used by the first line guardians who read it like that?

If you hold a sword with their memories and traces intact, half will eventually reach their level no matter when. The most powerful force that Carl's voice brings is to ensure unlimited growth.

If so many protectors had left their memories, joints, joints, and then..... a sword that was so incredibly high. So if he inherits it.

“.... How do you know that sword? ”

Van said, trying not to tease the excitement. But that wasn't something you couldn't do because you didn't want to give me tea. I had an unexpected expectation on my mouth, and my lean torso seemed to run out of the way. Looking at that class, Eroc laughed bitterly.

“Huh. That little story doesn't really matter. Balagoth doesn't like lying. How about a little motivation now? ”

“Tell me what to do. I don't think you're asking me to protect you..."

“I know, but if we move the world..... we have no talent for fighting people. ”

I knew it. So did Dnoa, and now I can see Eroc even more. I can make you protect us by moving mountains and fields, but in terms of ‘fighting’, something.... "

‘If we really fight..... can we ring? ’

Van measured the gap between Eroc and him. It was hard. If Eroc was alone, Van felt that Eroc could stop him with his previous spirit. It was also possible to resist if you want to eat, but the gap at that moment..... was enough time for Munet to cut his throat.

But from thinking like this, it was proof that the Spirit alone could not exert such a great power. Of course, as the scale of the fight grows, the story will change.

“Vampires get stronger every time they do. Not only do I extend my life through life, but I also share its strength. ”

“…… well, it's not that shocking. Isn't that what vampires used to be? ”

“Me and them have followed hundreds of years of bad luck. ”

Eroc looks at Van with strange eyes.

“For hundreds of years, the Sunwoo family once flourished more than any other. But what if they actually lived for hundreds of years? ”

“Didn't you just steal eternal life from them? I thought it was just normal to live and die..."

“Stealing eternal life and giving death is a different story. ”

“…… I don't know what it is. So, what can I do for you? ”

“I have to steal another one from them. ”

“Because eternal life alone is not enough? ”

Munet's sharp gaze frowned. Eroc laughed.

“I need to steal a living corpse. ”

§

“... I never thought I'd be a knight and steal a corpse. ”

“If you have any complaints, you can stop now. ”

“Complaint? Hm. ”

Van laughed.

“There's no way. ”

The Guardian's Sword is hanging. I didn't know if it was what he thought it was, but if he only had the sword.....

'.......'

Van looked up at the moon, urging him to step again. Muñet slowly followed behind him with a nervous expression.

‘Why would I tell a guy like this...'

Munet became Van's companion. Of course she didn't want it. As soon as Van promised to take charge of the quest, he told him to take her.

While the Vampire's pursuit continued, Eroc's will was resolute.

Muñet takes a few steps and looks back. With a calm face, no matter who sees it. Van looked back at that mutette and asked.

“How old are you when you know that? ”

“…… Twenties. And don't keep talking. It's annoying.”

“Why? Oh, you can't stand someone who's better than you. I'm sorry. I wasn't considerate enough. ”

“Don't pretend to be good at what you've learned. ”

“The skills you learn from stealing are your own. ”

Van was a face that had not been hit. He stares at Munet with a bewildered expression.

“I wanted to cut the sky, so I became a prosecutor. I didn't want to be a prosecutor because I wanted to learn how to cut the sky. Of course I don't hate training or anything, but anyway, I don't see how hard the prosecutor tried. I don't know what I can read. ”

“So you cut something. ”

“River.”

Muñet's eyes widened slightly in response to that odd answer. Van added a word later.

“…… Half the time, though. ”

“Hm.”

The strangely shameful tone made me laugh without even knowing it, but Munette was surprised. Even half a river is a river. It's a test that can cut that much. Even so, breaking Eroc's shield by half is hard if you don't cut down the river.

Once they went to Jenson's place. Jenson's first reaction to seeing the mutt behind Van was quite encouraging.

“Are you a freshman?”

“Ugh!”

“No, I have a girl I like. ”

“.... Was there even a time? ”

Jenson glances at Van as his eyes turn so swollen. Van scratches his head with his eyes closed as if he doesn't know it.

“…… maybe? ”

“Fresh guy. Come in. There, my brother-in-law. It's cold.”

"....... yes. ”

As soon as Van entered Jenson's residence, he met with the Dosa and told her the story he had been through. Seeing Van accidentally say that Eroc is a royal, Munette wanted to grab Rapier a few times..... but so did Jenson. He said as he scolded the mutt.

“Did you decide to go with the Sunwoo family? ”

Van talks a few times and mentions things like the voice of a knife or a guardian's sword. Of course, Munet, the man of Eroc, would have heard of it, but it was a very awkward moment. Van's identity was what they've been hiding for twenty years.

Van shrugs.

“Of course not now. I don't want to reveal myself. But, well, it would be nice if you didn't have to hide it later. ”

“..... it might be possible if you set up a big ball in the kingdom. ”

“If the ball is enough to rebuild an erased family in the world.... what should I do? Do I have to save the world? ”

“Why. Don't you have confidence? The half-black dream is not the one I dreamed of so often. ”

“I hope the moon falls. ”

Van received it by chance.

“You're gonna be a hero if you cut it, aren't you? ”

Munet looks at Van with a bad look. I never imagined it would be a man who talks or talks like this.

He was an incomprehensible man. Even though he seems crazy about swords, that doesn't mean he's not crazy enough to cut people off, and even if he does, something else seems fundamentally different to the general public.

It was that night that I realized it. It seems to be a strange space, so Muñet, who couldn't easily sleep, saw Van do his training without even asking him to sleep at night.

It was a wonderful swordsmanship. I accused him of stealing it, but he said it was a swordsmanship that was obtained without any effort.... The swordsmanship certainly contained half a million thoughts and concerns.

‘I can't even feel it. ’

Van's swordsmanship is 5-Star. On the other hand, Willen, the master of his attitude, was 7 stars. A level examination you wouldn't dare to confront as a class now.

The five-star criterion is to put the law in the knife. There were two laws he could most confidently give. He sheds what he wants to shed and cuts what he wants to cut.

However, the second and third swords do not yet feel the need to give any ‘law'. In the first place, the law doesn't mean he wants to give it to you.

‘Did you dig too many wells? ’

Sometimes I thought so. And that's what he saw, because there was usually one major law of black prosecution. If he had to have one of those main laws, what would that be?

The attitude glows. No, stay in the light. Then again, it stays in the shade and collapses.

[I have grasped the sword of one who is far above you.]

When you hold the sword, there is always respect. Unlike him who can read and absorb a lot of things just by grasping a sword, they would have really devoted all the moments of their lives to it. Their affliction would have been longer than his, and their walls higher than his.

Nevertheless, they stand before me.

‘How can I rest? ’

I peek at Willen's memory. I can't understand. Once wielded, the blades are drawn out of the shadows, in the light, and never wielded. What needs to be cut is not beige, but what needs to be cut. How do you understand this?

When Willen walked, the world seemed to wait for him to kill his breath and pull out his sword. Van became that world and watched Willen. I waited for him to take out the sword and cut himself.

And it was Vee.

Whenever you wield a sword, cut it off, Vanda. He mobilized his senses and senses to draw traces of his slash, and accepted them. And every time, he was clearly getting a little stronger.

And Munet lost his mind as he looked at it.

‘.... Is this the power of the Sunwoo family? ’

Van hasn't absorbed Willen's sword yet. No, absorption didn't even get it right. That's why. Every time Van practises Willen's sword, every time he gets closer to him, his sword changes become clearer and clearer. Just watching from beside you is enough to know.

I think I can understand why Eroc usually told her so much about the Sunwoo family now.

Threatening.

'........'

Muñet grabs Rapier and stares at Van. Ironically, even though Van's black is now scarcer and shabby than ever..... Muñet was terrified by that shabbiness. In the back of the corporation, trying to be something that the present cannot allow.

I thought so.

Maybe this guy's really moonlighting.

§

Aidan apologized for Van's long journey. Of course, there was nothing to be sorry about. This is not just for Aidan. It was a mission with the Guardian's Sword. It was a mission that I wanted to win even with money and time.

Van ran with Munet. I often had a conversation when I could, but it wasn't that long. But from that conversation, Van learned that Munet was once a thief, and that meeting Eroc was a robbery of his house.

“The more you think about it, the more surprising it is. ”

“What's wrong?”

“I know there's a girl you like. I don't think I know that feeling. ”

“... It's a compliment, isn't it? ”

“No.”

Van looked at Munet and looked at the campfire again. A boar was ripening quite nicely. And it was then. Van gave me the nonsense.

“Oh, right. I have a really minor favor to ask you. ”

“..... What kind of favor? ”

Dismayed, shy, Van blushes his ear.

“Can I touch your sword? ”

Munet was refined.

“No. ”