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We used light attack and searched the mountain range. look for traces Finding a needle in a sandy beach is no longer a problem. We cut through tens of thousands of trees, checked the paths taken by wild animals, and searched for traces, focusing on springs and rivers. I thought it would take a few days due to physical limitations, but after less than half a day, I was convinced. Wonderful nature, countless beasts. They discovered clear traces of humans in a rugged environment where humans cannot survive.
What was surprising was that the traces were not old. In a Kassa tree forest on a relatively gentle slope halfway up the mountain, I found felled trees, prepared fish tied to a line, and a bonfire that was still warm. People live. Who is it? Are they his descendants? I wish I knew the whereabouts of the sword.
There was a cabin not far away.
I stopped walking and walked slowly along the road.
As a stranger, I had no intention of causing trouble.
puck-!
I ran into an old man working on firewood at the back of the cabin. An old man in his eighties is living alone in the mountains. His unkempt hair was unkempt, his thin body looked listless, and his skin looked no different from dried fish. The old man swung his hatchet with his arm, which was as thin as a tree branch.
puck!
But I was sure he was the hero of the story.
With a hatchet, I split a large log several times the size of my body with one blow. The old man held the cut log with one hand and threw it into the yard. Clearly, the old man’s body was long past its prime and weak due to aging, but he was ‘not weak’. I saw great power in the old man. Power comes naturally every time he swings his hatchet. His auror control was better than that of any skilled knight.
Didn’t they say that the hero of the West Continent had an incurable disease?
You’re alive and well.
I scratched my head and thought about the first greeting.
“Nice to me.”
“her?”
The old man turns around and looks at me.
He seemed taken aback by the stranger’s greeting.
There is no need to be polite.
I wanted my business to be conveyed well.
“You are the sword lord of Simsapgeom, right? haha. Um, that’s… … .”
The old man looked at me clearly and then turned his head. His expression was one of interest. I smiled and said hello, but then my expression hardened and I stood next to the old man. Then, with his arms crossed, he openly observed the old man’s actions. The old man didn’t care and swung his hatchet and concentrated on working on firewood.
Puk puk puk puk-
As I was looking at the split log, I spoke vaguely.
“People say you have an incurable disease. Are you okay?”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Polestar.”
“… I’m not curious about your name. “Why did you come to see me?”
“why? “Can’t you come visit me?”
The old man put down the hatchet and glared at me with a bloody face.
Although his eyes were covered with wrinkles, his gaze was as ferocious as a fierce tiger.
“Was the warning from 20 years ago not enough? Quit it. “You guys are not qualified.”
“You guys? “Do you know who I am?”
“차쿤의 개새끼에서, 이제 어떤 놈의 개새끼가 되었는지는 모르지.”
“Ai, even though I heard a lot of sounds, it’s probably not a dog that inspiration knows.”
I shrugged my shoulders and revealed my identity.
Even though he is from a long time ago, you probably don’t know this name.
“My name is Libera Quartz Reinberg, and I am Polstar Quartz Reinberg, the son of the Duke of Reinberg. “You are Demwuzi, the hero of the Ajin War, right?”
I grinned and offered to shake his hand. The old man stared at me blankly for a moment, then turned his head and concentrated on his work. The old man’s eyes are calm. His hostility disappeared. I sat in his chair and waited while the old man finished his work. Dalbi yawned as if she was bored and fell asleep in my arms. After an hour, the old man finished the work. I said while looking at the firewood piled up in one corner of the yard.
“Isn’t it too much to use alone?”
“Because it’s winter soon. “I don’t like being cold.”
How many decades has a gentleman like that been living in the snowy mountains?
The old man trudged to the hut and, after a while, brought a cup of steaming hot tea. He poured tea into a poorly made porcelain cup and opened his mouth.
“Libera. I heard it well. “What business do I have as the son of a hero?”
“You don’t doubt it?”
“There’s no need to do that.”
“Well, that’s a little rude, but…” … .”
I smiled and said to the old man.
“I wanted it.”
“hmm?”
“It would be a waste to let the old man’s sword rot away. Isn’t it time to find a new owner?”
The old man answered in a surprisingly calm manner.
“Well, baby. “If you don’t want to die.”
“Hey, even if you threaten me, I can’t help it. Just give it to me neatly and be done with it.”
“Crazy guy.”
“Well, I don’t want to become a robber, but I have no choice.”
I got up from my seat and relaxed. The old man looked at me and laughed and shouted.
“haha. What a bold guy. “Just because I’m old, does that mean I can’t stand up to a young guy?”
“Don’t overdo it. “Even if you don’t have much time left to live, it will break my heart if you go to Hwangcheon-gil because of me.”
“Tsk-”
The old man woke up.
Aging and weak body –
If the author looks like that, he’s an idiot.
The old man in front of me had a sword that had been discarded.
“Do you know how many people like you I’ve met over the decades?”
“If you want to show off, do it quickly.”
“haha. Countless people have tried to take my sword. Among them, there was a swordsman who was called the best swordsman on the continent.”
“yes yes. So, doesn’t that mean the old man gave it all away?”
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“yes.”
The old man picked up the hatchet.
While fiddling with the hilt of my silver cross sword, I sighed and looked around. Suddenly, I saw a poker in the furnace. Poker and hatchet. Is it fun?
“Or should I just stand here?”
The old man called me a brat, but I think he acknowledged it deep down.
He was the one who attacked first.
Not even a footprint was left in the thick snow.
visor-!
The poker that lifts the furnace and-
The hatchet cutting the tree into pieces collided.
In the aftermath, the surroundings turned upside down and a blizzard broke out.
“Wow, that’s pretty cool.”
“Young Master, you are doing quite well.”
fun.
It looks like it will be a fight.
* * *
The fight went on for a long time.
If you use a method other than swordsmanship.
At the very least, if he had used the ‘Silver Cross Sword’, he might have easily defeated the old man.
But he didn’t use the sword. Even if other powers were used to defeat the old man, that is clearly not the way the Lanistas want. I dealt with the old man using only sword techniques. We fought, fought, and fought again. Small scratches were not a problem. In the end, it became a fierce bloody fight where they bit each other’s necks – but even the old man didn’t care much about the blood staining his eyes.
ah-
I knew I had become a pervert.
Lannistar trained me.
I knew it.
“That’s fun!”
“Crazy guy!”
The pleasure of similar forces colliding.
A battle of pure force and technology.
The old man’s sword skills, which he had trained for decades, were monotonous but powerful, and although there were no imaginary numbers, each thread split the earth and split rocks. His old body is not his shortcoming. Even though the level was at the master level, the operation and use of energy was not even comparable. The longer the fight went on, the more I respected him.
Senior of the sword.
The one who walked the path I will walk.
What if Lanista was so far up in the sky that he couldn’t even dare to look at it?
Because the old man had reached the level right in front of me, and because I could see for myself how arduous and brilliant the path of nothingness he had built up was, I was very happy and enjoyed the old man’s fight. After blocking his thunderbolt strike, I shouted with all my heart.
“Thank you!”
“What?”
“For teaching me something!”
“You crazy guy!”
The fight started when the sun set.
The sun rises and sets repeatedly.
Before long, two days and nights had passed.
When the heat and cold from the body meet, steam rises as if the lid of a boiling pot has been opened.
The old man was tired. He was overwhelmed. He looked like he was going to collapse at any moment. However, his energy surged even more powerfully than on the first day. Cheonan Tong was visible. He holds the aging muscles with his energy and even controls the movement of blood flowing through the blood vessels. Excluding ‘monsters’, he was better than anyone I knew when it came to precise use of energy. I took a peek at his ‘skill’ with Cheonan Tong.
I was able to learn. No, this is tantamount to robbery. After reaching a certain level, it was too much to steal Lanista’s martial arts skills and learn them. It is a state of error. His advice was correct. In the first place, this sword hunting was also a training that was conducted because it was necessary to fight with experts who surpassed the master in order to reach the level of martial arts. Because he was too high to deal with Lanista, and the lower level experts he imitated were no longer my opponent.
The correct answer was to use only swordsmanship, as Lanista had intended.
I fought the old man and went one step further.
“Thank you for teaching me a lesson… … .”
“Are you saying that again? Crazy guy, since when am I? Ha, your teacher, that’s it… ha. ha.”
The exhausted old man leaned against the table and took a deep breath.
We fought non-stop for two days. Even if it’s me, it doesn’t mean I’m fine. I was dealing with someone whose level of skill was slightly superior to mine. Since he didn’t borrow any of Dalby’s power, he had already surpassed his physical limit. But I adjusted the misaligned bones and regained my dull senses. I was used to it. Compared to back then, this is just a joke. The crazy fight I had been fighting with Lanista for two months was compared to the fight in which I, who was much weaker than I am now, struggled desperately without even being able to sleep.
Shoot ah-
It started to rain.
The old man looked up at the sky full of dark clouds and frowned.
“It’s raining like hell.”
visor-!
After a short rest, the old man immediately rushed in, swinging his axe. At first, there was no intent in his attacks, as if he was trying to pay attention to me. But now, he gritted his teeth and swung the ax to kill me. He acknowledged me. The ax he swung radiated the sword energy of a half moon. The sword energy split again and became dozens of invisible blades that attacked me. His auror control was astounding. Controlling the energy that had already left his hands once again was a level I had not yet reached.
If there had been no Cheonan Tong.
I might have lost a long time ago.
Even the movement of rainwater seemed slow, as if it had stopped.
I avoided all the old man’s sword energy.
I stabbed the poker with all my might.
A sword that extends in a straight line.
The old man quickly tried to protect himself by wrapping his arms around his body.
That moment. The sword, which was straight, was slightly bent.
puck!
The old man struck by the sword flew far away and fell into a pile of firewood.
“haha. Are you okay?”
The old man woke up. It wasn’t a serious injury.
It seemed like he had blocked my sword energy by manipulating his energy in that split second.
However, the impact of the blow was completely absorbed, and the old man’s nose was bleeding profusely.
“Tsk!”
“Now stop being stubborn and take out that sword.”
“There’s still a long way to go, kid.”
I realized something after two days of fighting.
Old people too.
With Lanista.
He likes fighting just as much as me.
Maybe it’s natural that all the so-called martial artists are crazy.
fun.
This pure joy.
It’s different from a desperate struggle.
“Now let me teach you a lesson.”
“Huh, okay. come. Hey.”
different.
It was different from Lanista.
The fight against him took place at an overwhelming margin.
It was clear that it could be obtained, but it was also clear that it could not be obtained.
But the old man’s sword was different. In terms of pure swordsmanship, the old man had the upper hand.
But enough.
I can catch up.
It was close enough that I could reach it if I stretched out my hand.
By the time the showers stopped.
The match was decided.
fantasy,
