Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 414

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Summer days have arrived, but my day hasn’t changed that much.

If it changes just because the heat has come a little, that would be even more strange.

I just realize that time is passing little by little in the changing weather.

“ha.”

In the midst of taking a break after a hard training session.

I stared straight ahead with my slightly heated body dead.

Unlike me who is taking a break, the front is full of heat.

With the heat from the bets emitted by the unmanned people.

visor-! Chaengchaeng-!

A harsh sound is heard over and over again.

The wind was mixed with bets, and it was full of thick feelings.

As for where this came from, it was the sound of Namgoongbia and Jamryong sparring.

If you ask why the two of them are fighting against each other out of the blue.

It has been a trend since the day the white lotus sword had an accident.

I was watching it with interest.

‘This is my first time again.’

It’s a battle between two people.

Jamryong and Namgoongbia.

They are geniuses who would never have met each other in a previous life.

By the time Namgoongbia properly appeared in midfield, Jamryong had already passed away.

It’s just amazing that such two people are fighting sparring right in front of their eyes.

There.

‘It’s quite bloody.’

The fight between the two was very brutal.

The previous sparring with the white lotus sword was like that, but this time it felt different.

Because the realm is similar to each other, the coming part is clear.

Both are mature peaks.

It wasn’t enough to cross the wall leading to Hwagyeong, but it wasn’t enough to go around being beaten for being weak.

Kang-! Blades collided with each other, sparks flew into the air.

The traces left by the strong energy imbued with the sword are also clear.

much less

‘fast.’

Perhaps because they were both swordsmen who focused on speed, their physical speed as well as their judgment were considerable.

The gaze turns to the sleeping dragon.

Even if I don’t know much about Jamryong’s martial arts, there is one thing I can know.

‘Looking at it now, it’s a very rough move.’

It was full of rough feelings somewhere to be called a master.

Are all shamans like that?

‘That’s not right.’

That guy is unique.

that was certain

Even compared to other practitioners, the feeling is exceptionally different.

As another example, you can tell by looking at Yeongpung, also known as Geomryong.

It is said that plum swordsmanship itself is a swordsmanship that cannot be used if it is rough.

Young Poong had the neatness closest to the basics.

Would you say it feels faithful to the basics?

On the other hand, Woo Hyuk.

‘He’s crazy.’

Barely, it is to move freely with only the framework of the ‘wave’ that the shaman pursues.

Isn’t this the reason why countless people named Woohyuk’s nickname as Jamryong?

That kind of movement itself is impossible unless you are a genius.

Get out of the shaman’s swordsmanship. You build a sword path arbitrarily with only a frame, but you move without problems while using it?

If you are an ordinary martial artist, you live with all your concentration so that you do not get eaten by the frame of martial arts.

Jamryong was the opposite, so it is called a genius.

And this.

It was the same with her opponent Namgoongbia.

Paddeuk-! Namgoongbia’s body is constantly pouring out brain energy.

Seeing that, I laughed out loud.

‘It’s increased again.’

The number of spouting cerebral palsy increased.

That means Namgoongbia’s bet amount has increased.

No, do you secretly take some elixir? Why does it increase every time I see you?

‘Even the ability to control ….

It means Namgoongbia is getting used to controlling it more and more.

‘The heaviness of the emperor’s sword type has also increased.’

The sense of using Namgung’s secret technique has also increased.

Namgoongbia really is.

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“Every day is different…”

“Isn’t it pretty?”

“Being pretty…!?”

I turned my head at the sudden interruption of the voice.

There, the white lotus sword was smiling and staring at me.

“Ahh!”

When I saw it, I was startled and widened the distance.

After confirming my reaction, the white lotus sword put on a wounded expression.

“…Look at him? Are you reacting as if you saw some bug?”

“What if it suddenly pops out…! You were surprised.”

“The escort is then I’m the escort~! will you go like this? Go quietly.”

“Why do you do that to the escort target?”

“There is a saying that if you want to deceive your enemies, you must first deceive your allies.”

I let out a deep sigh at the words of the white lotus sword with a bright smile.

That’s not a word you’d use at a time like this.

‘Why is this woman doing this?’

Often like this! I was not surprised at the barrel that popped out.

I looked at the white lotus sword with eyes that said I didn’t like it.

The way he smiles as if he likes being surprised is so disgusting.

At least it wasn’t like this when I first saw it… but now I don’t know how it came to be like this.

As time has passed, there have been some changes in the relationship with the white lotus sword.

In other words, it would be right to see that there has been a change in the way I see it.

First of all, there was no problem with her being moderately harsh.

‘…What should I say about this?’

From the point of view of juniors, should I say that I don’t mind even if they are a little outspoken as long as it’s not an extreme profanity?

To put this in a good way, he was a big man, and in other words, he was a bit dull.

After knowing that, I was able to change the way I treated her.

‘Even if it’s not like that.’

I looked at the shoulder of the white lotus sword.

It is a part of the ban under the agreement with her.

‘I’d never give that up for real.’

The white lotus sword said that if he didn’t believe in himself, he’d bet on it, so he bet it.

It was a story that I didn’t know that I would seriously ask for a ban.

If you’re a warrior who has reached the end of the war, you’ll know how dangerous it is to put a ban on yourself.

The white lotus sword casually accepted the ban.

I don’t know if I knew what to do with this and received it willingly.

Of course, thanks to this, the white lotus sword did not have the same accident as before.

As a result of this, an unusual change occurred.

“How do you look?”

“What do you mean?”

“Those two. Who do you think will win?”

That’s why the number of times the white lotus sword talked to me increased a lot.

It’s because they often stick together as escorts.

It was a problem that I was a little bit crazy because of that. Like the nature of the white lotus sword, he often asked strange questions.

like right now

‘Who do you think will win?’

I had to slightly frown at the white lotus sword’s question.

That’s a tough question.

Jamryong and Namgoongbia were surprisingly similar in level.

A mature peak that will face the wall of the flower scene in a little while.

It was too great a stage for two people who had just crossed the terms and conditions to reach.

‘…Even if I’m the exception.’

I am an exception to the times. I’m not even a genius in the first place.

What is the original peak?

If a warrior from a famous family puts in effort, reaching around 30 is the average level.

If you think about it, if you work hard for more than ten years, you will reach the peak of maturity.

It was a part where you can see why the current post-exponents are called the meteor generation.

On that side, those two people.

‘I’ve already crossed the frame of the late index.’

Looking at those two people, guess who will win?

‘…’

I don’t know if it’s in the middle, but no matter how I look at it, it looks similar.

but.

My gaze was particularly focused on Namgoongbia.

Paddeuk-!

Along with a violent sound, the black steel mixed with brain energy leaves traces in the air.

Like I said before. It was a brain that was incomparable to the first time I saw it.

‘hmm.’

The expanding brain energy did not penetrate Woohyuk’s surroundings.

They cannot penetrate the wave of the shaman’s season.

‘It bleeds well.’

The flow that the shaman wants to achieve is the basic and the will of martial arts.

Even though Woohyuk’s sword was rough, it did not deviate from its meaning.

Attack and store it.

Woohyuk’s sword swung again with the sword river scattered by Namgoongbia.

Repeat until the extended sword energy shoots rapidly.

Namgoongbia’s delicate control is at the level of throwing up the flagship.

Woo-hyeok’s spirit in spilling it, picking it up and shooting it is also amazing.

Do you think it makes you laugh just by looking at it?

‘f*cking geniuses.’

Anyway, there was no corner that I liked as a genius.

After kicking his tongue inwardly, he focused on the dance again.

White lotus sword asked who do you think would win.

I thought I didn’t know much about this.

The truth is that it is instinctively known.

My gaze turned to Namgoongbia as before.

She continued to dance without the slightest frown. I seemed to know

that rain.

“Sword Dancer will lose.”

That means Namgoongbia will be defeated.

Hearing my firm answer, the white lotus sword widens its eyes in amazement.

“Is it surprising? Are you more resolute than I thought…?”

“Since the White Lotus Sword thinks so too, didn’t you ask me?”

When I said it while looking at it as if I didn’t like it, the white lotus sword smiled.

“I thought you would give a different answer because you are cheap.”

“This is different from that.”

“Still, you do not deny that the child is yours.”

“…”

He turned his head away without answering the playful words of the white lotus sword.

The beaming is still going on, but my furrowed brows didn’t intend to straighten again.

‘Why are you doing that.’

From the outside, it didn’t look like much of a problem, but I’m sure you know the white lotus sword as well.

Something was strange about Namgoongbia.

There is nothing wrong with destructiveness and surprisingly controllability.

There was a problem with the beam itself.

In the gap between Namgoongbia’s movements, I can feel the unknown heart.

How could such a mind and heart be mixed in the life of a woman who could only wield a sword?

I was a bit suspicious of that.

Reminds me of the aftermath of my previous life.

Her goal was only to see the tip of her sword, and there was no Simma on the way.

But what is the reason why Namgoongbia has such a mixed heart?

Recalling that point, my eyes turned to the white lotus sword.

The white lotus sword also spoke to me, embarrassed to see if it recognized my gaze.

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t think so.”

She will know too.

Right after the white lotus sword dealt with Wi Seol-ah, Namgung-bia, and Dang So-yeol at the same time.

It means that such an unknown change has happened to Namgoongbia.

Did she feel something because of the dance at that time?

So, are you going through such a heartbreak?

Even if that’s right.

‘…’

There was nothing I could do.

There is also no reason to blame the white lotus sword.

Rather…

‘Why do I feel fortunate?’

I was worried and relieved at the same time as I saw Namgoongbia in a state of mind.

Because she was chasing the tip of the sword in her previous life and did not live a life worthy of a human being.

Is it because he felt that he was going to a different life from his previous life because he looked like a human being who was in a state of mind like that?

‘It’s not good for the person who is directly tied to the heart.’

Namgoongbia, who was worried like that, was rather presenting relief to me.

I also believed in it.

If it were her, she would be able to overcome Shimma without much difficulty.

The white lotus sword, which was looking at me like that, sticks out his lips as if he doesn’t like it.

“I don’t like the expression.”

“Suddenly?”

“I don’t like those eyes that look at me as if I’m proud of something. Just like before…”

“Yes…?”

“no. nothing.”

why don’t you stop talking

By the time I was exchanging a few more words with the white lotus sword.

visor-!

The two dances end with an ear-piercing sound.

The result was as expected…

The tip of Woohyuk’s sword touched Namgoongbia’s neck.

It was her defeat.

At this, Namgoongbia looks at Woohyuk with widened eyes.

I checked that far and turned my back.

Seeing me like that, the white lotus sword calls out to me.

“huh? Where?”

“Now that I’ve seen it, I’m going to go wash up.”

“Is it okay if I don’t go to that child?”

“You don’t have to go. It would be better to leave him alone for now.”

I don’t know if I could solve her problem if I had to.

I didn’t want that.

I was hoping that Bia Namgung would overcome herself and stand alone.

I definitely believed it would.

The woman in this life I looked at would surely be able to do that.

‘No, I could have done that in my previous life.’

After the demonic sword, it would have been possible.

i just didn’t know

The moment I was about to move to the valley.

A white lotus sword whispered from behind.

“…It’s not supposed to resemble even this part.”

“what did you say? Who do you look like?”

“No nothing. Oh, if you’re going to wash, your sister will wash it for you…”

“No need.”

He fired at the white lotus sword with a disgusted voice and quickly left the spot.

It’s clear that this lady is crazy.

He shook his head and disappeared toward the valley.

The white lotus sword, left alone, looked at the back of Guyangcheon and smiled bitterly and whispered.

“It looks alike… too much.”

His voice was full of longing.

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Leaving behind the bullshit of the white lotus sword.

I headed to the valley to wash my sweaty body.

As soon as I take off my top clothes, I can feel the sweat on my face.

Immediately after reaching the 7th star, he became a body that wouldn’t break a drop of sweat with normal training.

Sweat was pouring down from day to day.

It must mean that it is a difficult training.

I frown as I picture the crazy old man leading these drills in my head.

‘He’s a crazy old man.’

Pajon was a crazy person.

I didn’t feel it until I was told to go through the cave while casting Tuapa Cheonmu.

It is only after entering the second practice that you feel it.

I was sparring with Pazon every single day.

Since I started night training with the Dark King, I thought I’d take a break during the day.

-Until I learned Volume One. Dalian will do it every day.

Dalian did not rest.

There were more problems.

‘Shall we engage in sparring while performing Tuapacheonmu?’

It was absurd.

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain, but that meant saying to hit me while using it.

‘I’m telling you to do it again.’

He looks at his throbbing body here and there and smiles.

As expected, it was incredibly painful.

‘It’s like crazy martial arts.’

Is it because the person who created martial arts is a madman?

The martial arts were also quite crazy.

Just casting it is painful.

If you get hit in that state, it doubles.

Pazon said it was because they weren’t completely unified.

When I saw this, I understood why Pajon told me not to use it in real life without permission.

‘If I get hurt while using this.’

I don’t know if my heart stopped because of pain rather than anything else.

When I was hit by Pazon, I wondered if this was right.

Thanks to that, I had to use my whole mind only to endure the pain.

‘At night like this…playing with the dark king?’

haha. It’s ridiculous.

I’d rather die

If sparring with Paison is painful.

Fighting with the Dark King was a nightmare itself.

‘That’s right. nightmare. It’s a nightmare. really.’

The number of deaths increased as time passed since he started training with the Dark King over the past month.

He died nine times on the first day, but now it is easily over twenty.

Isn’t this like what the dark king is saying to me?

No matter how hard you try, you can’t reach you.

It felt like saying that.

Maybe because of that, I feel very tired mentally.

Because there really seemed to be no way.

‘What on earth am I supposed to feel with this type of training?’

It seems that Pazon wants me to realize something through this training.

I can’t feel anything.

What should I realize while going through so many deaths to replace it?

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure it out.

‘It’s difficult.’

When your stomach is tired, your body feels tired too.

I tried to ignore my head that was tired of thinking about this and that.

We finally reached the valley.

By the time I arrived, I could see someone coming out this way to see if they had washed first.

As soon as we met, my eyes widened.

“hmm?”

“ah.”

The opponent was Weiseolah.

I mean Wi Seol-ah, whose hair is full of water as if she had just washed it.

“Confucius…!”

Wi Seol-ah, who found me, smiled broadly.

That smile was unusually dazzling.

It reminds me of Wi Seol-ah, who used to face me with wet hair around the time when Wi Seol-ah was a maid.

As soon as I remembered that, I approached her and wiped Wiseolah’s head with the towel I was holding.

“Yes? Gong Confucius? Whoops!”

“all! dry it! Come on! will do! no.”

If I went out like this, how many men would stare at me? Where are you going with this uselessly alluring look?

Why doesn’t this thing get better with time?

Wi Seol-ah, who had been screaming lightly, subtly surrenders herself to see if she likes my rough touch.

So absurd.

“good?”

“Yes, I like it.”

“…Oh yeah.”

I had nothing to say when I answered like that to a teasing question.

It’s a word that suddenly comes to mind as I dry it.

‘…Coming to think of it, I’ll just dry it with heat.’

If you blow it out with heat, it’s fast, so why are you doing this?

As soon as I remembered, I retrieved the towel and blew out the heat.

In the heat, Wi Seol-ah puts on a sad expression for some reason.

“Dry well. what are you doing.”

“I was going to dry it up…”

“That’s a lie.”

“…”

Wiseol-ah pondered at my point, then nodded slightly.

Wi Seol-ah was still the type who couldn’t lie.

Was it a comment? Seeing his slightly sullen appearance, I smiled and asked.

“Would you like some medicine?”

“Oh…!”

At the word medicine, Wi Seol-ah’s eyes flashed.

It was only for a moment, but I quickly turned my head around.

“I am no longer… a child.”

“What was your reaction just now?”

“There was no reaction.”

He still seems to like sweet things.

But I don’t know why I was forced to pretend I didn’t like it.

I smiled inwardly as I looked at Wiseol-ah like that.

It’s because I feel like my stomach, which was clogged with thoughts, is relieved a little.

The moment Wi Seol Ah saw me, she made a strange expression.

Shuk-

I carefully touch the bottom of my eyes.

His hands were cold, perhaps because they had been in contact with the water until just now.

“what’s the matter? What did you bury?”

“No… that’s not it… Gongja-nim. Are you okay?”

“huh? what.”

“…it looks very difficult.”

The look on Wi Seol-ah’s expression when she asks what to say looks pitiful.

I was a little surprised to hear that.

Do you think it looks difficult? I?

‘Is it obvious?’

Somehow, everyone I met asked if it was difficult.

There’s something strange about my expression.

Realizing that, I tried to smile.

“are you okay.”

“…”

Of course, Wi Seol-ah had an expression of disbelief.

‘What can I do? I have to endure it.’

endure when it’s hard That was all.

“It’s just that I’ve been having some nightmares lately.”

“A nightmare?”

“huh.”

It’s a very terrible nightmare that I have every night.

Even for me, such a number of deaths were somewhat unreasonable.

tired.

It was just that feeling now.

Then I suddenly asked Wi Seol-ah, who was touching my cheek as if she was worried.

“You… no. Illegal…”

“Yes?”

As I was about to call out, I suddenly closed my mouth.

Why is it so difficult to call you by name?

“It’s nothing… What do you think you should do if you have nightmares every night?”

What I brought up was an unanswerable question.

That part has nothing to do with nightmares.

What did you ask about this?

I was embarrassed to call him by his first name, so I turned around.

When Wi Seol-ah was asked if she didn’t know what was inside, she tilted her head.

At that time, it bothered me that her hair was waving.

“nightmare…?”

“I was just asking, so I don’t care…”

“Shouldn’t you wake up first…? It’s a scary dream.”

I laughed a little inwardly at Wi Seol-ah’s words.

I was right.

If I knew it was a nightmare, I would have tried to wake up first…

‘Huh?’

At Wi Seol-ah’s words, something suddenly passed through my mind.

‘If it’s a nightmare, you have to wake up.’

For some reason, the words made sense.

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