Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 645

[Episode 645] Cold.

My head seems to be hardened.

I don’t know where to start thinking.

It felt like that.

‘What is this human being called?’

I couldn’t even try to understand. It sounded so difficult.

“I am the reincarnation of the Volcanic Swordsman?”

I am the reincarnation of Shinnoya? No, to be precise, it is the body that should have been contained in the body?

I heard that and thought.

‘What kind of dog poop is that?’

It was an odd thing.

How should it proceed?

He said to Namgungmyung with a puzzled look on his face.

“It is nonsense.”

“why?”

Why? I had to laugh at Namgoongmyung’s question.

“I am not a scholar of the Volcano School.”

There were dozens of other reasons I could give. This was the simplest of them all.

From the uniform he wears to the body that uses Kwon Gakjutsu. All I can prove is that I am a scholar of the Volcano School.

‘Only Noya’s energy and the Moonpa’s certified wooden shield.’

It must be the energy absorbed from the ghost and the wooden shield given to him as an honorary writer by the Volcano Sect.

But I’m the reincarnation of Shinnoya?

‘I’d rather believe that Youngpoong is the reincarnation of Noya.’

That’s right.

It would have been easier to believe if Yeongpung was the reincarnation of Noya.

‘Because it’s not just one or two that fit.’

A writer of the same volcano school.

They have the same martial arts, the same depth of field, and have both talents as much as Young Poong, who is called the most talented person in the volcano.

If Noya’s body was reincarnated in advance, it would be more accurate to say that it was Youngpoong, not me.

‘Even if it’s not Yeongpoong.’

If you find a suitable person, there will be many, but I will not be among them.

It must have been.

“What’s wrong with that?”

Namgungmyung replied as if he didn’t care about what I said. Hearing that, I frowned.

“yes?”

“I knew as soon as I saw you that you were not a master of the Volcano Sect. I am not blind.”

“If you do, how can you be so adamant that it’s me?”

“Because it is meaningless.”

“Is it meaningless?”

“I will ask. Is it necessary for his reincarnation to be a master of the Volcano Sect?”

“Isn’t that a matter of course?”

The person who has lived his entire life as a member of the Volcano faction is Shin Noya.

If I were to be reincarnated, it would be comfortable to become a person there, but wouldn’t it be annoying to suddenly become a descendant of a school or family that uses martial arts that I have never used before, such as boxing techniques or spears?

‘Because Noya used a sword.’

It wasn’t that it had to be, but it was that it was much better.

“hmm.”

Hearing this, Namgoongmyeong nodded slightly.

“That makes sense.”

It was a much quicker recognition than expected. I thought it was going to be a non-debate discussion, but by the time I felt a bit bland.

“But that is not a reason either.”

Namgoongmyung’s eyes pass me by.

It was like an exploratory gaze.

“Martial arts and location do not prove a guy.”

focus on words

His unique assertiveness makes him listen.

“The reason why it was called Hwasan Seon Sword is because it was born and raised in Hwasan, and it held a sword.”

There was a clear expression of disapproval, but there was clear recognition in his words.

It’s a subtle difference.

However, because of the subtle difference, it was rather focused.

“Do you know what Shincheol was called besides Volcanic Sword?”

“…I do not know.”

any other nickname

I really don’t know. I don’t think I’ve heard of historically known facts, but was there anything else said?

If there was, wouldn’t it be like a volcano mad dog or a volcano maniac?

I wondered if it would feel like that because there was a history of being called the Thunder God in the thunder sword.

“The best sword in the midfield.”

“…!”

“That’s his other nickname.”

Something was weighed down by the name Namgung-myeong had heard.

It had to be.

The word “best” is already heavy, but Namgoong Myung is the one who says it.

If I had to choose the best sword in the world among those who had lived in that era, he would have been a candidate unconditionally, and he would have been the closest.

Namgungmyung called Shin Noya the best without hesitation.

The foreign sensations coming from it made my heart tremble.

He hesitates for a while because he has nothing to say, but Namgung-myeong continues as if this is not the end.

“If the spear had been lifted from an unknown samurai family rather than from Hwasan, it would have been called the first spear in the central plains.”

The more I listen, the more my eyes widen.

As the words continued, it was only then that I realized what Namgungmyung was trying to say.

“If I had held a bow, I would have been called Shingu and praised. If he had walked the path of an assassin, no one would have known his face and name.”

That no matter what you listened to or learned, you would rise to the top.

These were words of praise.

“Kwon-gak-sul… I think that alone would have been impossible, but he was that kind of guy anyway.”

The saying that Kwon Gak is impossible is probably because there is a thousand of them every day.

Even if it’s not that, it made me think a lot even if I just listened to it now.

No matter what he did, he would have reached the top.

It’s a feeling that doesn’t overlap well when I think of the new noya I used to know, but even apart from that.

‘It’s a human figure that has nothing to do with me.’

Compared to me, it was also a word that was far away.

The top and the best in the world.

I thought they were the most irrelevant words in my life.

In addition, when I heard that Shin Noya lived for the world and raised his sword for it, I felt even more determined.

‘I can’t.’

It is difficult to say that I lived for the world, not for anything else.

Not for me, not for someone important. Are you living for the world?

‘What kind of crazy is this? Even if it’s unfair, I can’t do that.’

I cannot and do not intend to.

I was such a human being.

So hopefully not.

He should be able to accept what Noya wanted to do and live as a successor.

You can’t live his mindset and his life like that.

I knew that all too well.

I resemble Noya, but I am different, and I have a twisted corner that seems to fit well.

That’s why.

‘I shouldn’t be something like Noya’s reincarnation.’

Namgoongmyung must have been mistaken. Clearly it had to be.

“What the hell… why are you so sure it’s me? Just from what you said, I know he was a huge figure. I am far from him.”

“How old is Huin?”

“Twenty.”

If I included my previous life, it would have been much more than that, but I didn’t put that in detail.

“Right. At your age, Shin-cheol and I didn’t reach that level. Looking at the subject, it doesn’t seem so lacking, does it?”

“…”

Namgungmyung’s words frowned.

“No, this is…”

Thanks to the regression, it has reached this stage because it ate up all the opportunities. In terms of talent, it fell far short of that.

I couldn’t explain it, so it was just too complicated.

From his point of view, he may seem like an unprecedented monster since he reached the flower scene at this age, but this was not achieved solely with my talent.

So it wasn’t very exciting.

Looking at me like that, Namgungmyung says with a puzzled expression.

“Huin, rather than wanting to know the truth of the incident, it seems like you want it to be something other than yourself.” “

…”

I couldn’t deny it.

“Why?”

“Should I even say that?”

The courtesy of barely watching is slightly broken. Unknowingly, I let out an angry tone.

“Does not matter. No matter what reaction you show, it doesn’t hide the truth.”

Namgoongmyeong reacted calmly to my appearance. It was ambiguous whether this was a relief or a heat.

“Huin.”

I looked at Namgungmyung at the call.

“I asked how you are sure it is you.”

“…yes.”

The fact that I am the reincarnation of Shin Noya is something that none of the thoughts I have encountered have ever told me.

How can you be so sure it’s me in such a situation?

In response to this, Namgoong Myung points to somewhere in my body.

The gaze moves along. It was an arm.

“A demon tied to your left arm.”

Noya’s favorite bottle that lost its original color and turned blue.

“That’s the proof.”

“…!”

At Namgungmyung’s words, my eyes widened to the size of a lantern.

“What do you mean all of a sudden?”

is this proof?

‘How can this be evidence?’

The ghost was an object obtained from Shinryonggwan’s remarks.

It was something that Noya found, and it was something that stuck to my arm and wouldn’t come off, so I lived without knowing what it was for a while.

I found out that this was Noya’s favorite bottle and how to use it, but I was using it, but is this proof?

“How do you mean your homecoming is proof…?”

“Your Majesty follows you. Do you need any other evidence?”

Oh, does it look like that because I’m using a ghost ear?

Then there was an excuse.

“In the past, I’ve also used senior’s favorite bottle.”

“Sick?”

“Yes brain.”

“…”

The Thunder Sword, which was used by Nam Gung-myeong, I had used it in Sacheon.

Although it was an item that Noui-ah said could not be used unless it was Namgung’s blood, I was strangely able to use it.

The lingering lingering feelings of Namgung-myeong, which was contained in the brain, also exclaimed, “What is this?”

So I wondered if I could use my ears as much as I could.

“different.”

Namgung Myung resolutely denied this time.

“Is it different?”

“Forcing it and following you are two different reasons.”

“What is that…”

“Do you really think that Braina followed you?”

At his words, I thought about the situation for a moment. Brainiac followed me?

‘…hmm.’

Although he obviously used Brainia, the recoil he felt afterwards was strong.

It was because he was forced to use it, but when asked if he followed it, it was ambiguous again.

“I don’t know if I followed it or not… but it’s true that I used my brainchild.”

“It must be true. All nobles will bow their heads in front of you.”

“yes?”

“You are a dragon. yes?”

“…!”

A dagger seeps into the expressionless words.

I couldn’t manage my facial expressions the moment I heard the words.

‘Did you know.’

I didn’t really try to hide it, but I never showed it. Namgoong Myung also didn’t mention it, so I wondered if he didn’t know.

He seems to have known it from the beginning.

“Are you saying that being a dragon and being able to use Brainia have something to do with it?”

He didn’t deny anything about dragons.

I thought it was a waste of time.

So I wanted to finish the question and answer quickly.

“Of course. In the first place, ghosts are things that come from dragons.”

“yes?”

I paused for a moment at Namgoongmyung’s continued words.

I had never heard of it.

They said that a ghost is something obtained from a hundred-level monster.

And they knew that they were now called dragons.

But does it have anything to do with this?

“The dragon is the owner of the monsters, so even if they acknowledged humans as their masters. In the end, they are attracted to dragons.”

“In other words…”

I was a dragon, so I was able to use Brainia.

Furthermore, it was said that if you wanted to use all the ghosts, you could use them.

if.

“The fact that I can write a ghost. Could it be the same thing?”

Isn’t that the reason why you can use your ears just like you used your brain?

“As I said before, it is the difference between following and forcibly using it. Your hometown is following you.”

I wasn’t sure what the other word was, but I thought I could understand the latter.

Your ears follow me.

Unlike the recoil that raged right after using Brainia, there was no such thing for the ghost.

If I tried to write, I could write.

There was no recoil after writing.

Regarding this part, I wondered if it was possible because I had a small amount of Noya’s energy and Noya’s thoughts.

‘You mean that wasn’t it…?’

Thinking about this brings back old memories.

When you see a ghost in a shaman. It was the day when the ghost first flew to me.

‘…’

There was too much evidence to deny.

To say no, the reality is getting narrower and narrower.

“Senior…”

“Stop.”

I was about to ask something more, but Namgungmyung raised his hand to stop me.

“I just came to check the situation and ask you a favor. I had no intention of having a long, sad conversation.”

“that-.”

“Also, there is no time.”

Damn-!

As soon as Namgoongmyeong spoke, a voice was heard from the space.

Eyes move.

I see cracks in the air.

It’s a familiar look. It was said that the end of the conversation had come by force. When I saw this, I gnawed at it.

‘I still have a lot of questions to ask.’

There is a lot to know, but there are also a lot of questions.

If Noya had succeeded in reincarnating, where had the thoughts that I should have entered if I were the body I should have obtained?

Also, what did Namgoong Myung want to do here in the first place?

I haven’t even heard the reason why he had to go to the North Sea, but it should end like this? It wasn’t meant to be.

The moment I was rolling my eyeballs because I felt impatient.

“The next question and answer will be given in the near future. However, I hope that Shin-cheol will be with me then.”

“Next time…you mean he won’t just disappear like this?”

It was good news to hear.

“I didn’t give you that much time. This must also be my role.”

Took.

Namgungmyung reached out and tapped my forehead with his fingertips.

did not avoid no i couldn’t

I couldn’t bear to react to such a natural movement.

That moment.

Cheer-!

A shallow current passes through the body.

It felt like brain power was seeping into my body.

“This…what?”

“The order was right. Find Xinjiang now.”

“yes?”

“Even if it wasn’t the arrangement we planned, if Shincheol chose you, even that would be fate. no matter what you So, head there next time.”

“…!”

A lot was put into the blunt words.

“and.”

Spitting out, Namgungmyung pointed somewhere else.

It was the direction where the Black Lion and the palace were located.

“If possible, I want you to save the blood relatives of that ice palace.”

“You mean the princess…?”

It was a bit of an odd request.

In this situation, you suddenly asked to save the palace?

When I look at Namgung Myung with a question, he adds something to me.

“There is a personal grace. They gave me a lot, so I’m sure they can give you this much.”

“her.”

Hearing Namgoongmyung’s words, he burst into laughter.

They said there was a request for the reason they spit it out so far, so it seems that was it.

What is the reason Namgungmyung needs to save the princess?

He was also curious, but couldn’t ask.

“I think I will do that much for you next time.”

If you want to hear the rest, do what you are told to do.

It’s a request, not different from a threat.

When you look at him with a ridiculous expression.

Awesome-!!

The cracked background gradually began to crumble.

It tells us that the end has come.

Namgungmyung looked at me as the falling debris grew larger and the buzzing vibrations subsided.

“Oh and Huin-ah.”

There was no time to answer.

“Be careful of Yeonilcheon.”

“What…?”

I urgently want to ask Namgung-myung’s words back.

Whoops-!!

I can’t even spit out the question due to the turbulent vibration.

Vibration explodes and eyes close.

When I endured this and opened my eyes again.

“You’re out of line–!!”

It was after everything was back to normal.