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He bowed his head and expressed his gratitude.
The skills gained (stolen) from him are priceless.
I move forward, and his skills will nourish my strength.
The old man slumped down. He was very tired and out of breath, glaring at me with complicated eyes.
“… “Are you about twenty now?”
“I’m sixteen.”
“Crazy guy.”
He denied the defeat as if he couldn’t believe it, and then said with a hollow smile.
“It’s a monster. Seriously, it’s a monster. haha-”
Unlike the old man, he quickly recovered from his wounds and strength thanks to Dalbi’s power.
In fact, he narrowly won by a single piece of paper. I almost lost, but I calmly bluffed.
“Then would you please show me your sword now? Well, it’s okay to fight more.”
“That’s it, you guy. “Shouldn’t we leave behind the strength to find a place to live?”
He said he was tired and gave up. I waited expectantly for him to pull out his sword. But when the resting old man regained his breathing in time, he trudged back to his hut. He wanted to take out his sword, but he didn’t come for a while. He frowned and opened the front door roughly to see the old man leisurely sitting at his table, eating beef jerky dipped in fish soup.
“Are you going to eat it?”
I didn’t refuse. As I sat down across from him, the old man served me soup in an old bowl. Although it was seasoned with coarse salt, the fish soup had a terrible fishy taste. I said, taking the beef jerky from the old man and chewing it.
“I won.”
“Um, but?”
“Give me your sword.”
“hate.”
“Ha, I really want to respect you. “If you come out like that, how can I force you to take it away?”
“joy.”
The old man came out with a stomachache.
“You’re not the first.”
He leaned back in his chair and put his dirty feet on the table.
I spit out the beef jerky I was eating due to the smell of my feet.
“From the Knights of the Kingdom to the Assassins of the Free Cities. All kinds of robbers and thieves tried to steal my sword. There have been many times when I almost died. By the way, do you know how you have managed to keep your sword from being taken away?”
The old man opened his eyes and looked at me.
“It doesn’t come out without my permission.”
“what… … .”
“The sword is in my heart.”
I seriously frowned at his subsequent actions.
Suddenly, he ripped off the front button and opened his chest wide.
“How are you going to take it?”
After arriving at the old man’s hut, the Cheonan Tong was activated continuously. I followed the traces of the sword. Just like the silver cross sword, if it is an object with great power, it cannot avoid my eyes. But there was no trace at all. The basis of the old man’s power was different from ordinary internal energy.
Basically, inner energy starts from the dantian and spreads throughout the body.
But the old man’s strength had a different starting point. It doesn’t come from Danjeon.
I stared at the old man’s chest. There is something. Something strong supporting his aging body-
“What kind of eyes does this guy have…?” … .”
I screamed in frustration as he looked embarrassed and covered his chest with his arms.
“shit!”
What he said must be true.
There is now only one way to steal the sword.
Killing an old man. But that method is not accurate either. Rather, if he killed the old man, he might lose track of the sword forever. Even if it could be solved by killing him, I didn’t want to act like a villain.
“Old man. How are you going to hand over your sword? “What should I do?”
“Give up. “Why would I give you a sword just because it’s pretty?”
“under. “I think he will ascend to heaven soon anyway, so why not give it to me before then?”
The old man got very angry at the harsh words, and then suddenly smiled sinisterly.
“Oh, I got a good idea. “Do you really want a sword?”
“To put it bluntly, it’s nagging.”
“Like you said, I don’t have much time left to live, so take care of yourself until I die. How do you know whether he will be impressed by your sincerity and give you a sword?”
“Are you telling me to just take care of the old man? “Do you know when to turn around?”
“joy. It won’t take long. If it weren’t for you, I would have died yesterday. Hey.”
Old people are strong.
A huge, unknown force within his body is making the old man stronger.
At the same time, he supported his weakened body. If it weren’t for that power, the old man would probably.
If the power he has is the power of the sword.
When the sword’s power disappears, he dies.
“great.”
I accepted his offer.
“I hope you pass away quickly.”
“A cheap guy.”
A strange cohabitation with an old man began.
* * *
I worked as a helper from dawn to dusk.
He is an old man who gets cold a lot. He carried the poker all day long so that the embers in the furnace would not go out. He did his laundry at dawn, dried it in the morning, and hung it at noon. There were always clean clothes hanging in the old man’s messy closet. The old man’s food tastes were figured out in just one day. He preferred salty tastes. He lives alone in the mountains and only has expensive salt. But the most he could eat was fish soup or dried meat. He made pickled food, synonymous with salty taste, using canned burdock and carrots from the forest. There was always fresh grilled meat on his table. He used juniper tree leaves to capture the delicious smell of deer meat.
The old man who lived alone in the mountains did not wash well. It’s not that I don’t like washing, it’s just that it’s annoying. He always prepared warm water every morning and evening. People had to be diligent in the mountains. He was annoying just providing food and drinking water. A makeshift well was created by digging a waterway leading to a nearby river. He made clothes from animal skins. This is the coat most worn by Quarts and is much better at protecting against cold than the old clothes worn by the elderly. While he was making them, he also made hats, gloves, and shoes. I don’t need to sleep. It moved like a machine from the time he woke up at dawn until the night he went to sleep. At first, the old man complained and tried to harass me. Since your teeth are weak, cut the carrots into small pieces but preserve their texture. Always keep the bath water at a constant temperature, neither hot nor cold. If you want to drink coffee, go to the city, which takes ten days by carriage, and buy it.
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I accepted all of his complaints.
Carrots were always blanched twice, and the bath water was adjusted using a Cheonan bucket. With a light attack, you could travel between the city and the mountains in one day. His complaints got worse day by day, but I did it without a word. Then the old man’s complaints began to decrease.
When ten days have passed-
The old man said to me as he was preparing food.
“… “Why are you so good at picking on the duke’s precious blood?”
I just shrugged my shoulders.
I spent over a year as a trainee in the military. This is just gum.
* * *
After finishing his meal, the old man took out a bag of medicine from the drawer. He was an old man who ordered everything else to be done, but he made sure to do two things himself. It involves wiping poop and taking medicine. I handed him some water to drink and asked him a question.
“I’ve always been curious, what kind of medicine is that?”
“Do you need to know?”
“Energetic pills?”
“under.”
The old man snorted and tried to swallow the medicine.
At that moment, I quickly reached out and grabbed the medicine that was about to fall down my throat.
When he was embarrassed, I quickly swallowed the medicine and drank water.
“this… this guy!”
Tired of contemplation, he patted my back and then hugged me and pressed my solar plexus tightly. He wants to spit out the medicine, but he can’t. After swallowing, he ran away from the old man. The old man shouted in an urgent voice.
“Hey you bastard! Spit it out quickly! “What if I swallow poison?”
“poison?”
At that moment, an unpleasant tingling sensation arises.
My eyesight became dizzy. The old man became two, then six. The ground disappeared. The world is spinning. The hands disintegrated and came together. Dalbi becomes a tiger. The body grew larger and then became smaller.
“hmm.”
It’s real.
The medicine the old man was taking was poison.
Puk puk puk!
I immediately used my inner energy to burn off my poison and frowned at the old man who was still patting my back.
“It hurts.”
“Are you okay!”
The old man’s eyes were moist. Did this person cry because they were worried about me?
When I found out I was fine, the old man who was worried got angry.
“You idiot, what if I pick up something… … ! “I’m glad you’re a strong child. If it were anyone else, you would have gone to the other world a long time ago!”
“Hmm, did the old man keep taking that kind of poison?”
I knew because I experienced the symptoms of poison.
Hallucinations and paralysis.
It was a terrible feeling.
The medicine taken by the elderly is poison and a drug to normal people.
But it would be a strong painkiller for the elderly.
What are you holding on to?
I crossed my arms and looked at the old man. Just waiting for the day to die.
“Inspiration. “What do you really want?”
“what?”
“A deep regret remains. “I will gladly listen to the old man before he dies.”
“Ha, you’re quite arrogant. “Do you think you are a wish-granting fairy?”
“exactly. I am the genie of the lamp. “Just say something.”
“Even if you were a real fairy, this is a wish that would never come true.”
“It’s so dirty. Talking is free. I will listen to your circumstances. yes?”
The old man ignored my words and took the medicine out of the drawer again and swallowed it.
After staggering and falling, he sat down on a chair and opened his mouth in a low voice.
“I am from Mekernia Island.”
“Yep. “Tell me.”
“My father was from Konji. When he was sixteen, his father died. Before he died, he asked me a favor. He asked me to bury him in his hometown. He set off on his journey carrying his father’s urn on his back. I still remember it clearly. Bertz’s merchant ship. Six swords stuck in the mast. It was an old trading ship heading to Konji. The ship was wrecked on a reef due to a stupid helmsman. To make matters worse, a sea monster attacked me and I ended up losing my father’s urn. My father, who asked to be buried in Konji, sank deep into the deep waters of an unknown sea, neither Mekernia nor Konji. My father’s request to be buried in his hometown. He never regretted anything in his life. Does it matter where you are buried when you die? but… “I understood it when it was time for me to die.”
“Then what, do you want to bury your father’s ashes in your hometown?”
“haha-”
“Are you telling me to go to the bottom of the deep sea and find my father’s urn that was lost 60 years ago?”
“haha. So didn’t he say that it was a wish that even a fairy could not fulfill? I’ll help you out, but if you do my last favor… … .”
“I don’t want to. “Do you know when you will die?”
“what?”
“Promise me. “If you bring me the urn, I will give you the sword right away.”
“Crazy guy. How do I get that… … .”
“promise!”
“If you bring it, I will gladly give it to you. But in vain… … .”
I left the cabin and set off on my journey.
* * *
thud!
I put it on the table.
“this… this.”
“I asked for it.”
It took ten more days.
no.
Did it only take 10 days?
The old man carefully unwrapped the cloth. And with trembling hands, I slowly touch it.
“Nonsense. 60 years… “It was 60 years ago.”
“why? Isn’t this it? “Think about it carefully.”
“How could you have forgotten! I’m salty. but… really… Are you saying you found it? The ossuary that sank in the deep sea far away… 60 years later… … .”
“Since you found it, aren’t you giving it to me?”
“how… You’re fine, right? It could have been eroded by sea water and waves and broken long ago… … .”
“I was lucky. The cargo of the merchant ship was tangled together, as if protecting the urn. “I’m glad it wasn’t a wooden ship, old man.”
“Even so, how was it possible to find the ossuary in the deep sea? All I was told was that the seas between the islands were rough. “Even with four warships, we couldn’t find it.”
It was a little difficult this time. Because my eyeball almost fell out.
But if you have a clear object to look for –
Cheonan Tong reveals traces and traces find answers.
It is not a power called Shinan for nothing.
The old man held the urn and was silent for a long time.
I said, tapping his shoulder.
“You have to keep your promises, old man.”
“… This sword.”
It seems he has finally made up his mind.
“When I got-”
“It was called the chattering sword.”
“What is that. “It’s unsightly.”
said the old man.
“I have never learned how to use a sword. “I’ve never trained-”
“only.”
“The sword.”
“I just held it.”
“It is the power that transforms an earthworm into a dragon. But in return… … .”
There was fear in the old man’s eyes.
“It definitely drives the owner crazy.”
I answered with a big smile.
“So if you’re originally crazy, you’re immune? Haha-”
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