I didn’t tell anyone about my connection to the situation.
This is because Gu Tae Yeo did not feel the need to reveal his relationship with Wei Bin by telling him why he attacked Wei Bin.
To that extent, Zeldia’s words were full of doubts.
How could he know something about the relationship between himself and the situation that no one else knows?
There was only one way to resolve the doubt.
“How do you know?”
Since the basis for the confidence that I don’t know lies with the person who lived in the same era as the situation, I have no choice but to ask him directly.
In conclusion, it was the correct answer.
“There is such a thing as hierarchy.”
“Rank?”
“When your level exceeds a certain level, things that were previously invisible become visible. “They don’t seem to know these things these days.”
Zeldia, smiling brightly, was relaxed.
I was frustrated and irritated by him saying things I didn’t know, but there was one reason why Elric couldn’t attack me like he was supposed to.
‘Can you win?’
It was a question that had been on my mind since the moment I first met him.
If I pull out my sword like this, will I be able to cut him down? The method of spewing out mana, tying it up, and hacking it to pieces is not possible. It is also impossible to subdue them by engaging in hand-to-hand combat. Even if you are fully prepared, you cannot be sure of victory.
It is a completed conclusion in the realm of intuition.
Although he couldn’t define it, Elric’s sense clearly told him that he was stronger than him.
“In our time. In order to become a powerhouse that would make a name for itself on the continent, each person had to complete their ranks. Same goes for me. It’s natural for you to decide that you can’t beat me. “We have different views of the landscape.”
Elric was shocked.
Because my intentions were penetrated.
“… Let’s see if that rank can grasp the basis of my martial arts.”
“To be exact, it’s about smelling the scent. “I have a good sense of smell.”
Knock, knock.
Zerdia tapped the bridge of my nose.
“The Sword Emperor’s sword has a strong scent of blood. It is not a metaphorical expression. The vengeful spirits of those he cut off to complete the hierarchy are trapped in the sword and emit incense. “You can feel it too.”
“How many people do you know who haven’t killed someone on the battlefield?”
“No one collects that on a sword.”
Elric’s brow furrowed.
Zerdia said.
“Child, have you ever thought it was strange?”
“what?”
“A sword that only becomes stronger when forged with life, a sword that degenerates when you stop killing. “I have never felt puzzled about calling it a martial art.”
“… !”
At that moment, Elric felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
“Remember. “What did you learn from the Geomje?”
There was only one.
What I learned from him.
-Open the sword world.
How to forge a life.
The moment he realized this, Elric’s eyes opened wide as if they were torn apart.
Suddenly, the correct answer comes out.
“Geomgye… .”
“What is the realm of swords? That guy has ascended to the realm of death.”
Satisfaction appeared in Zeldia’s smile.
Elric was confused.
Meanwhile, Zeldia continued speaking.
“There is not one way to climb the ranks. Constant inner cultivation, search for deeper truth, union with the world, complete solitude. Anything goes. If any form of discipline goes beyond a certain point, the soul takes over the senses. The rules that make up this land are beginning to be realized in physical form. “What he taught you is one of those methods.”
“… “I don’t quite understand.”
“There’s no need to think about it being difficult anymore. “These are things you will naturally learn if you rise to the rank.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
It was a natural question.
It’s unlikely that what he said is false, but it’s impossible not to doubt his intentions.
Zeldia answered willingly.
“plural.”
At that moment, his eyes were horribly cold.
So much so that he stands out even though he has a wide smile on his face.
“Do I need any more reasons than that?”
Oh, so, I got goosebumps.
What came to mind was the history of him and Nazak, and his relationship with the Geomje.
“I came to make a suggestion.”
He took a step forward.
“You cannot defeat Geomje. My relationship with him may not be good. But you have to win. “It’s the same for you and me, and it’s something neither of us can do.”
Elric looked right into his eyes.
His expression became quite gentle.
For some reason, it was a face that appeared to be a mask.
“I can’t improve any further. Because I sacrificed all my remaining possibilities to save the people of Nazak. But not you.”
“… .”
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“You can rise to the rank. You can also look beyond that. “Young, talented and passionate.”
He held out his hand.
“I will help you. So that you can rise to the rank. So that I can struggle against that damn sword.”
Voices, eyes, hand gestures, and even the emotions conveyed.
Although he did not contain hatred anywhere, Elric felt the purest hatred towards Zerdia.
It was such a vicious and suffocating hatred.
Elric asked.
“… Are you trying to be a teacher?”
Zeldia was angry at him.
“Kid, always remember this.”
The words that eventually came out strangely stimulated Elric’s trust.
“He who extends his hand with a purpose is never for you. So do not try to honor those who do not serve you.”
He was talking about transaction, not trust.
He was saying that he had no intention of becoming a teacher.
It feels safer to show your true feelings.
After some thought, Elric took the hand he held out.
*
That day, Elric headed to Nazak.
The last captured fortress, Tandal, is one of the most powerful fortresses on the entire Western Front.
It won’t be pierced to the extent that you’ve been away for a while.
There was nothing to worry about right now.
Anyway, even after arriving in Nazak, Elric continued to move.
“Where are you going?”
“A place where you can grow.”
“I’m asking where that place is.”
Zeldia smiled sheepishly and remained silent.
All Elric could do was swallow his frustration and walk after him.
One, every journey has an end.
In the end, the place he arrived at was the center of Nazak, the royal castle.
Nazak’s capital was filled with demoralized undead carrying out their daily routine mechanically.
When all of these people greeted Zeldia, they bowed their heads with a calm attitude.
Zeldia dealt with them one by one and headed to the basement of the castle.
Elric was astonished.
Underneath Nazak, there was a space the same size as the entire land of the capital city combined.
“What the hell is this…” .”
“It was prepared for revenge. I knew he would look beyond the ranks. Do you know? “The only way to rise to the next level is to devour the world that others see.”
In the dim light, a huge stone statue looked down at Elric.
Underneath the statue stood three tightly closed coffins.
“You will rise to rank here. The entrance is already open, albeit imperfectly. “You just have to get it out there.”
That was the moment Najak tapped the ground with his staff.
Kugugoogung!
Three coffins were opened.
Inside were three desiccated bodies.
To be exact, it was undead.
Grrrr-
Dry cries came from their mouths.
One held a spear, another held two daggers, and another held a sword and shield.
Zerdia said.
“They are the previous kings. He tied his spirit and body to this world, hoping only for the end of the Sword Emperor. We all made that contract. “Just waiting for you.”
Elric sighed.
It was only after hearing those words that I understood the meaning of their weapons.
What particularly caught Elric’s attention was the undead holding a sword and shield in the center.
“… heaven.”
The king of the sky, the knight who was the master of the East, and the man who was Elric’s dream as a child.
Zeldia said with a low smile.
“Now that I think about it, you are from the East. This guy will be pretty happy. “If only she were alive.”
“… “Are you irrational?”
“I can’t think. Only resentment and instinct remain. “That was the price.”
Elric’s fist clenched.
A strange feeling of uncertainty and tension arose within me.
Their empty eye sockets caught my eye.
“Okay then, let’s get started right away.”
Zeldia did not continue his chatter.
He immediately waved his hand as if he was glad that the long wait was over.
“Fight. Then climb up the ranks and aim for the next level. Just like Geomje did, beat us all.”
Those words were the beginning.
bang!
The undead and the previous kings attacked him at a speed that Elric could not perceive.
*
Edward heard something unbelievable.
“what?”
“Mrs. Portman is coming west.”
“Who is Mrs. Portman?”
“This is Kasha’s wife.”
“Probably not?”
“You probably don’t want to do that.”
Is it really like that?
No, maybe something like that.
Edward’s mind went blank at the secretary’s words.
Just one thought came to mind.
‘f*cked?’
Why on earth is it that there isn’t a single day when Kasha isn’t involved?
“What should I do?”
“What are you going to do?”
A letter shaking in the secretary’s hand, the Portman family seal embedded there.
Needless to say, it was a letter from Tyria.
… Yes, wasn’t she there the day Kasha left Wibin?
You are probably the one who knows better than anyone else what happened between them.
I mean, that’s why.
“Can’t we burn that?”
“Can you take responsibility?”
Edward was too afraid to open the letter.
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