Sword Whisperer

"That's crazy...!"

Before the ghosts panicked, the group panicked first. I wondered if the screams of the foothills could be called screams. The sky tore and the ground rang. The scream was so huge that they dared to put it all in their ears. So it didn't hurt to go back.

The problem was that the crevice of the foothills was a body. It wasn't recognizing them as enemies and launching an attack. Just like a man with a toe on a stone, screaming and rolling the ground, the foothills also twist.

However, if the owner's body is as big as a mountain, it is not enough to say that it is already a body.

The ground collapses. The mountains collapse. The rocks that were worth gathering rose up like pebbles, and the trees that had grown for decades and perhaps hundreds of years were pulled out like weeds. In the waves of dirt pouring down like a waterfall, the battle was forced to enter into a state of downpouring.

"No, get down!"

Van swung his sword. The rock that almost crushed Anya bounced off on his sword. Anya frowns and yells at the whale.

"I know what you mean! This is too much!"

"I can't help it! Let's get together! Activate only the return stone....!"

Van turns around and swings his sword instead of talking. The remnant of the hallucinations scattered around in the air, spilling out all the stones that came after them.

'.... can we go all?'

The busier the hand and the more urgent the situation, the more thoughts in Van's head came to mind more quickly. Clubbing away from Gine's body was also a problem, but most importantly, stones continued to shoot. One had to spill them out...... Even if White Flame was in charge of it, I needed someone to stop any of the Ghost Legion from reaching them.

'We can't win.'

Even if you win, when the tracker finally comes, you'll be caught. But if that's how one person got caught, it had to be half. At least as long as the Sunwoo family is behind him, the Revolutionary Army will not be able to deal with him as well.

"No! Get back!"

Van pushes Anya back. Anya looks at Van with embarrassed eyes.

"What! Suddenly why!"

"It's going to take time! So, in the meantime, you...!"

"Stop making that weird noise, please! You want me to dump you now? Are you asking me that now? You're on a subject you never abandoned until the end!"

"No, please.....!"

"No! No! I can't!"

A white salt burst from Anya's body. Even Kizzles, who was a higher rider than her, was a flawless, explosive white salt.

"Even if we die, we die together! We can live together!"

"... No!"

Van bites his lips. Should he tell the Revolutionaries that it would not be so dangerous to be caught? I would be forced to reveal his identity.

Do you really have to reveal all that to her? It's also at a time like this.

"Hmm."

However, Van did not need to continue his worries.

"You know how to fight cleverly."

It was a moment I wanted to hear a calm voice that didn't fit in with this situation somewhere. Bang! The head of the foothills twirling with the sound of thumping is stuck in the ground. It was a potent sight. Even the dizzy walls had a huge head that seemed to be chewing, crushed in a moment and crushed to the ground.

The body that lost its head immediately stopped moving. Tamby stares at the landscape as he is dazed. He quietly hides his hand with the return stone. A horde of ghosts stood in between them in a tumultuous gap.

"It would be better for the mobile magician of Madpo to put down a vain idea. You have already entered my realm. No matter how hard I hold the mark of the Movement, your strength will be useless."

"...... uhh."

Tamby groans. On the other hand, Van couldn't even moan. The hand holding the hallucinogram became loose. Glass didn't even warn Van. She was also frightened.

—.... Is he a human?

With Lopo, half of the world beyond construction was not just visible when looking at the world. As much as that, he had no choice but to see what was in that corpse in front of his eyes.

He was dawn.

The boundaries of the Earth, the Sun, and the man of war were filled with darkness so that they could reap. Even Kishin was shaking and shouting.

Oh, no, Bear! Bear! That dark traitor!

'.... Do you have a Bell Suna?'

Measure the distance. Simply the distance you can see should be at most thirty feet. With Van's skills, the distance did not exist.

Nevertheless, it is far away. No matter how hard you run, no matter how hard you strike, I don't think it will reach that man. Even though the stars and moons in the night sky seem to be right in front of him, they end up as untouchable.

'Stronger than you....?'

At least not weak. Van dared to sleep in him with an unmistakable power. Didn't you put the foothills that were like that disaster to sleep lightly?

Each of Van's nerves set the blade like a knife. I woke up with years of experience, talent and unprofitable potential and tried to figure out the number of all cases. But the conclusion was that there was no opposition.

"…… I heard a lot of rumors about the leader of the Revolutionary Army, but I didn't know it was such a horrible thing."

Van opens his mouth slowly. Leader of the Revolutionary Army. Cemetery Oobow. There were a lot of speculations about its strength, but most of them would be similar to those of the Nine Great Households.

'Among the nine great gates, the top, no, maybe the top.'

The cold sweated. If that man only had a heart, everyone here now would be dead.

The first to raise his hand was Kizzle. He knew early on that there was no win. And, as Ubows said, it was also impossible to escape.

"…… if you surrender without bloodshed, can you expect a bloodless treatment to return?"

"You talk like you have a lot of options."

Kizzle shook his head in the words of Ubowo. He grabbed his fist and soon opened his palms without strength.

"I surrender."

§

They were taken to Pendel Prison under heavy escort from the Ghost Army. Everyone but Siraz was walking on my feet. Fendel was the home of the Revolutionary Army anyway, but even so, it would be better to show as little as possible to Siraz.

"…… what will happen? We?"

"Seeing as I'm not going to kill you right now, I was thinking of treating you like a prisoner..... Well, he's gonna try to make a deal for us, or he's gonna kill us if we don't."

"I never thought I'd find the coordinates and end my life..."

Tamby murmurs depressingly. Van looks back. I was trying to pretend to be a natural, but I couldn't hide the fear. I can't even shake my hand.

Fendel wanted to know if this was really a night realm, but he was living quite a bit more than he thought. It was like a nocturnal market where the sun didn't rise. As well as numerous people, even the ghosts mingled with them and enjoyed drinking and food. Even among them was a tree beast lying on the other side, with young children hanging from its branches playing around.

It was an unimaginable landscape in the Kingdom. But the landscape that caught their eyes more than that was set aside.

'…… what the hell?'

Seeing the burning white salt everywhere, Anya doubted her eyes. In a place where everything is contaminated, without white-salt.

Ordinary human beings cannot continue their lives.

But the strangest thing was that he couldn't see what Nahar really looked like. It would be understandable if Nahar's traitors were lighting a fire, but they sometimes sprayed something like powder on a regular campfire. And each time, the flame burns harder and drives out the darkness.

I didn't get a chance to stare at it for long. Hearing the crowd murmuring, all but Siraz were incarcerated. Thanks to this, they were not in contact with the lighthouse.

After being incarcerated, the group had not said a word for a long time. The return stone was taken, but I couldn't hope for it. Everyone's head was complicated. No one was looking for them until the day passed. And that neglect made them even more sensitive.

Then I was on my way.

"Prisoner, come out. The captain is looking for you."

".. you mean me?"

"Yes, you, Inspector. You're the only one coming up."

"Wait, what the hell is going on?"

"I don't think I've ever given you permission to ask questions."

The guard, no, the ghost of the guard, stares at you with his dead eyes. A white salt bloomed from Anya's body, but soon Van grabbed her shoulder.

"Don't worry. I'll be right there."

"... you know you have something to talk to me about, right?"

"I know."

Van quietly replied.

"So I'm waiting. The Horn will kill me later."

Van turned his back. Anya reached out to hold his shoulder for a moment, then quit. I knew it was a dangerous mission, but I was optimistic that this would not happen. Anya grabbed her fist. I thought I wanted to be someone who could protect Van's side.

I trained for him.

But still, she's behind his back.

§

"Have a seat."

"......."

Van looked at the chair pointed at by Ubows without saying a word and slowly snapped his butt. Ubou was a strange man. In the absence of a handful of sunlight, his skin was dull gray. He filled his eyes with a fever that he could not even dream of in his youth, and at the next moment, he also had a grumpy expression like an old man.

Seeing such an ubow, Van assumed that he had lived longer than he looked. It was the same atmosphere I saw from Eroc.

"…… what do you want from me?"

"I'll ask you first. What do you want to get here? This is not a place to be inspected, not a member of the lighthouse."

"You just called an ordinary prosecutor here, not Nahar's, not D'Maffo's."

Van calmly asked.

"Doesn't that mean you already know who I am?"

"..... I can't stop thinking even though the situation is so gloomy."

Ubows smiled.

"Sunwoo has become a good guardian."

He knew Van was the guardian of the Sunwoo family. I don't know if I've been contacted beforehand or if I've guessed. Van asked quietly.

"Why would I buy your favor as a guardian?"

"Favor..... It feels a little different to say favour, but for some reason."

"What is the value of that favor?"

Van looks at Ubows with firm eyes. I knew Ubow was a strong man he could not dare to fight, but rather, he was able to concentrate on this conversation more seriously without any vain thoughts.

Forgive me for having spotted this place, and I hope that my colleagues will be kind enough to let me go too.... Would it be too much? "

"Haha, what a lot to hope for. But I don't know..... but I don't want to say the wind is too much. Of course, my answer to your attitude.

It has to be different. "

"…… what attitude do you want me to take?"

"Attitude...... Well, for example, what is this attitude?"

Oobow turns his head. Beyond the window in his office, the light of the lighthouse seemed solid on the dark horizon.

"Look together at where I look, walk together towards where I walk, and make my enemy your enemy."

Ubows' voice became increasingly lively. I've been patient for a very long time. I wanted to confess for a very long time. He looked at Van with a dazzling expression like a boy.

That attitude, being a rider lifting the flag of my revolution. "

"......."

Van looks at Ubows without saying a word. But he still couldn't prepare what to answer that question.

Anya's face comes to mind. When you think that fine face is frowning, crying, blowing and angry, your heart gets warm somehow.

"Captain, I'm a prosecutor."

Van said so.

"Even if you can ring a rider, you can't be a rider."