Sword Whisperer

"…… You've got to be kidding me, and I can't seem to go crazy."

"I'm not kidding."

The Ring gave me the strength to take the spear from Van. But the spear didn't flinch. It is pushed even in strength. It is pushed even in girth. And most importantly, it is pushed out of size. I was forced to convince myself. The ring was weaker than half. Not in any way.

"…… You are strong."

"If you had been so strong, you wouldn't have even thought of pushing a spear like this. I'm still weak."

"If the Guardian is weak, what will I become?"

"What? It's weaker than the weak."

Van smiles and puts down the window.

"Come on."

The sun flickers the spear with angry eyes. Even now, if I stab the window again, will I be able to touch it? No, intuition says no. Under no circumstances can his spear reach him, even while he sleeps.

To the extent that the length of the window becomes colorless, he stands far away.

How can such a person have such strength? The one who doesn't swing the knife properly once. There's a guy who looks light too. The fog opens its mouth, gripping its fist.

"I've heard that story from an early age. Even if you listen to Chang's voice, no matter how strong you become, Sunwoo's guardian position can only be possessed by hearing the voice of the sword."

I lifted my head. The furious heart seemed to be overflowing with tears.

"Why? Why can't the spear reach the knife?"

"If you ask me, I don't know the answer. It's not me who's been in the Sunwoo family longer, but you."

"Why am I weaker than you?"

The sun opens the window. Van didn't avoid him. It wasn't a stab at Van. The spear with a heavy void barely crosses the cliff and instantly crawls into the arms of the sun. Stabbing at a point that is not a line. I knew how much time I would have spent on that island, Van. Listening to the voices of weapons does not make them stronger by themselves.

Even though they can find their way faster, without wandering a little further than others, their path must also be stepped on.

"You must have walked a long time."

Van mutters. Van understands what he means. The circle looked at Van.

"Have you walked longer than I have?"

"Probably not. We were the same age, and most importantly, I held the sword..... after I was 15."

"If so, why is this difference? I heard the same voice, the same, no, I did more training, but why."

"It would mean nothing if you asked me the answer, but yes, if you were to discuss the difference between us..... I would have wandered further."

And I met a little bit of a good teacher.

Van looks at the window of a circle. And I asked.

"Hey, Wang. Why are you lifting the spear?"

"…… Yes?"

"I like knives."

Van quietly strokes the knives on my waist. Even if the knife is something that kills people. Even if it's destruction, sadness, and anger that the sword brings, not peace.

Nevertheless, I can't let go of the knife.

"I don't know how it sounds to you, but the Guardian's place is nothing compared to the importance of the knife to me. It's not just because I don't play in the honor of my guardian. It's just, that's better with a knife. What about you?"

Van asked.

"Is the spear good?"

§

'I'm young, too.'

When I met the Phantom, I spilled everything he had thought about, but I thought back and thought I needed to. He said he wouldn't use a knife in the first place, and he started grabbing the spear with the palm of his hand. Is that really what you didn't use a knife for? Already his body stood sharp.

After a day of conversation with Shadow, Van quietly wandered around the Sunwoo family. I watched them touch the dirt by the pottery potters for a long time, and I also confronted their wooden swords in response to young children's requests to teach them swords.

I wasn't looking for Eugene anymore. I didn't want to disturb her in making his knife, and most importantly, I didn't have to lift a hammer anymore. I couldn't do his farming anymore with a hammer.

'It's time to leave.'

A swarm of ants were walking in rows on the floor. Van lays down a piece of apple he ate near their alley. Most ants didn't try to move their feet there, even though there was an apple right next to them. It was hard to know what they were walking for, but they were only going the way they were constantly walking.

"Isn't that fun?"

Turning his head to the voice he heard, a gray-haired young man with a black hat was standing beside him. It looked invisible to anyone as a member of Sunwoo. The man felt Van's vigilance and soon took off his hat with a shriveled smile.

"Excuse me for this. What's wrong with those foolish ants? Nice to meet you. This is Dmappo Irak."

".... How did the Dmappo family get here?"

"Don't worry. I've been invited. However, in the meantime..... I heard that there is a happy sergeant in the Sunwoo family, why is it so hard to stay still?"

"I didn't expect the Dmappo family to be connected to the Sunwoo family."

"It's not surprising to think of the Dmappo family's homestead."

"…… 'coordinates.'"

Van nods convincingly. People of the Dmappo family devote their lives to finding the coordinates. I don't know where those coordinates are headed. However, I have heard that the coordinates are hidden beyond the north. And the moment we find those coordinates, they can all go to the eternal paradise.

"I don't know how far this kingdom is going to tear."

Van shakes his head with a bitter expression. Why is everyone so full of ideas to bite each other? Irak glimpses his eyes and looks at Van.

"May I hear your name?"

"…… It's half."

"Van. Van...! No way, that Citadel guy?"

Van didn't answer. But that was just the answer. Irak admired it and said,

"Huh, I was surprised that there was a genius who defeated all the nobles of the common people, and that was part of Sunwoo. Huh, this is..."

"Do you have any business with me?"

"I just came to say hello. I see you often in the future."

Irak left, leaving as soon as he showed up. Van looks down at the ants again. A flock of ants flocked around the apple. I'm satisfied with the look, and Van laughs.

§

"…… perfect."

Van swings with the knife Eugene gave him. It was literally a knife. Neither longitudinal nor translucent, nor long-slide, nor arming nor short. It wasn't long, it wasn't short, it wasn't thick, it wasn't thin. So it wasn't any knife, it was all knives. Eugene said with a satisfactory expression.

"I named it Protection."

"Is it because it's the Guardian's sword?"

"I want that sword to protect me."

Eugene said with a slightly embarrassing look.

"Though we tell our comrades to protect us, they want to protect us. So, I wanted that knife to protect my comforts."

"It's not unusual."

"…… don't pretend to be an adult. We're about the same age."

"When did you say you were a grown-up?"

"Do you want a woman's heart to just cry out like that?"

Eugene replied in a disdainful voice. I felt it. The moment I held this knife, it was almost a moment of separation.

"Comfort. Do you like Sunwoo?"

"…… I don't know if it's as much as you want, but still, to some extent."

"You can come back anytime."

Eugene stares straight at Van.

"No matter what you think, this is a boarding house."

"Didn't you say temporary residence?"

"... then we can go to a temporary home."

Eugene replied in a sharp voice. Van smiled and replied.

"I'll be back, no matter when."

Eugene looked like he wanted to say a lot. But in the end, she couldn't help but say she had to come back. In the forge where Van left off, Eugene looks down at the knives that Van has left behind.

"..... You've left a lot."

It was a lot of knives to hang in her forge. Nevertheless, Eugene could not think of melting them again. The forge with the furnace turned off was cool. The coolness felt a little wild, so Eugene sat in his place for a long time.

§

"Yes, I'm leaving."

"In the meantime, thank you."

"Don't make me feel like I'm leaving."

The principal said bitterly with a smile. And soon he took out a plaque for Van. A necklace bearing the seal of the Sunwoo family on the end.

"Sunwoo's Pane. I don't know if you'd like this, but there's not much I've given you in the meantime, so I want to give you this."

"Thank you."

"I tried not to burden you, but I knew it would be burdensome. But take it easy. Destiny is destiny after all. If the Guardian is going to get our home back, whatever we ask, or don't ask, something will happen eventually."

"Do you believe in fate?"

"I don't believe it, but I want to."

The principal said with a nice smile.

"If you show me that hand, the Revolutionaries will usually cooperate with you gently. The favor of the kingdom has already been bought, so you can be loved wherever you go."

"You've become a bat."

"A very scary bat. You might hold the key to this world."

The principal slowly raises his hand over half his shoulder.

"But I don't want to call you a bat. You are the guardian of Sunwoo, and..... my cousin."

"I've never called you brother... Brother."

Van's principal appeared to have solidified at that moment by his title. He holds Van's shoulders, and the power goes into his hands. The principal opened his mouth with a blurred smile.

"I can't be your brother. I can hear you stabbing me."

I don't know what I'm supposed to do but cut and stab. "

"…… Ow. Sunwoo will always protect your back. Even though it's barely obvious in such a crude way, we'll stand up again sometime. So, wherever you go, hold that paddle in your chest..... and spread your shoulders. You're the proud guardian of Sunwoo."

Van laughed speechlessly. Joowon only realized that I was holding too much weight. I took my hand off half of that shoulder.

"Yes. Where are you going? A drifting life wouldn't be so easy."

"It's a destination, but life isn't so bad if you're floating. For now, I intend to go home, to Sionel. And..... I think I'm going to see the Guardian of the Front Line."

"…… did you find his location?"

"Fortunately, I like it."

"Where, where is it? Do you think you're doing well?"

"I don't think you're doing well. It's a place."

Van quietly replied.

"Northern."

"...... the North?"

"Yes."

Van nods.

"He's in the realm of the night, no, he's in the Karlsmori Library."