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After leaving Cheonmajeon, I headed to Bukcheon Sword House.
Why suffer alone when you have someone to talk to about swordsmanship?
Yeah, that’s my way. If you don’t know, ask, and then figure it out later. If you really don’t know, then just say you don’t know and play along.
I have been busy with other demons and various incidents, so I plan to make up for the neglect Ilhwageomjon this time.
It is the return of a friend who left home.
Just as I have changed in the meantime, Ilhwageomjeon has also changed.
When I arrived at the Ilhwageomjeon Mook of the Bukcheongeomga, I was surprised.
Her home had changed. The small house she had once lived in had now been turned into a large mansion.
The yard has become larger, and the flower garden she grows has also expanded.
The only thing that didn’t change was the beautiful appearance of Ilhwageomjeon, who still goes back in time. She greeted me warmly.
“Young Master, welcome.”
“How have you been?”
“I’m always the same.”
“The house has changed.”
Ilhwageomjondo followed me around and smiled calmly.
“I tried to change the atmosphere.”
The old house was a house to show off to others. I am a noble person who has escaped worldly desires and walked only the path of nothingness.
And now she’s shedding her pretense and revealing her honest desires. Why has her heart changed?
“You must be busy these days. What brings you here?”
“I came because I wanted to see you, Your Majesty.”
“Welcome, come on in.”
I followed Ilhwageomjeon into the house. The interior of the house was decorated splendidly.
“Can I take a look? I’m also interested in decorating my room these days.”
“Make yourself at home.”
I slowly looked around the room. The furniture and decorations were splendid and luxurious. They didn’t bother to hide the fact that they had spent money on decorating the interior.
“This is really cool.”
Then something caught my eye.
‘What is this?’
What was on the table was a book. It was a collection of poems that had been on the bookshelf of the Bloodthirsty Demon.
Of course, there may be the same book.
But the reason why one book catches my eye like this is because it is about Doma and Geomjon.
“I should put that display case in my room too. I really like it.”
“I didn’t know the young cult leader had such a hobby.”
After looking around the room, I sat down across from him at the table.
The tea I was drinking tasted familiar. It was the tea I had when I went to Hyeolcheon Doma’s house.
“It seems like Elder Doma also drinks this tea.”
“Is that so?”
I didn’t miss the moment when Ilhwageomjon flinched. The book and the car were both like that.
‘These people!’
I laughed inwardly. If the book and the tea were not a coincidence, then there must have been a change in their relationship.
“Are you curious as to why I changed houses?”
“Have you had a change of heart?”
“I started to think that I wanted to live a little differently.”
I said, looking around once more.
“To be honest, this room suits you better now than before. It’s fancy and beautiful.”
“Is that so?”
Ilhwageomjon smiled happily.
Even though we are laughing and talking like this, she and I are keeping a certain distance. Not too close, but not too far. It is definitely farther than a step. But it is not so far that it is uncomfortable.
About five steps. That’s the distance between me and Ilhwageomjeon, I think.
“I came to see you today as a friend.”
I asked her to be my secretary. Luckily, she readily accepted.
“I’m fine. I just wonder if my fight with you will be of any help to you.”
“I learn a lot just by watching you draw your sword. If I thought it wouldn’t help, I wouldn’t have told you to do it.”
“Can’t you just leave your mouth alone?”
“That’s difficult because there are many places that need my mouth.”
We went out to the training ground.
We stood facing each other about ten paces away. Her prayer changed as if we had been joking around before.
It wasn’t just the house that had changed. I felt that her prayers had changed from before.
‘You’ve been focusing on your training all this time!’
She was sharpened like a sword. The efforts of the Demon Lords were once likened to the feet of a swan, and the person who best fit that comparison was Ilhwageomjon.
Behind her graceful swan-like appearance, there was an invisible effort.
What could have made her change like this?
I also revealed my true prayer without hiding it. Tension appeared on Ilhwageomjon’s face as she looked at me, and her eyes became cold.
Ilhwageomjon flew first.
Shhhh!
A flying sword. Her figure is not visible. She completely hid her body behind the sword, and the sword and her body became one.
The Ilhwa Sword and the Black Magic Sword clashed in the air, creating sparks. Dozens of sword lines created by the two swords instantly wove the air and then disappeared.
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Although she lost to me in the previous fight, the Sword Master is still the Sword Master. Furthermore, her recent training has shone through and taken this fight to an even higher level.
We flew up into the sky together, our swords flashing. The swords of the Northern Heaven Sword Family stopped and watched the swords shining in the sky. The swords shining in the sunlight were truly spectacular.
Chaaang!
With a final long thud we descended to the ground.
Even without the sword flying out of his hand, even without pointing it at his opponent’s neck, the Sword Lord would have known that he was defeated.
“You grow endlessly.”
She couldn’t hide her bitter expression. Her cultivation couldn’t keep up with my growth.
I took care of her pride.
“It’s thanks to your concession, Senior. I’ve shown my true colors, but Senior, don’t you have one last move left?”
All the Amazons are hiding a move that they will use at the end. The same goes for Ilhwageomjon.
“Suzy, who hopes to never have to use it again in her life.”
In other words, it meant that it was a desperate measure that would cost one’s life.
“Come on in.”
Back inside, we quenched our thirst with some cold tea and talked about swordsmanship.
We talked about the martial arts that we had done today. I went a step further. I told Ilhwageomjon about what I felt when I achieved the Twelve Great Stars of the Bicheon Sword Technique the other day.
Ilhwageomjon listened to what I had to say and asked questions if he had any.
If you have the skills to be a swordsman, you will know. How sincere I am telling you this. This is the essence of ignorance that only someone you care about can give you.
Ilhwageomjeon’s face gradually came to mind.
When I finished speaking, she ran out into the training ground.
“Wait a minute! Just wait a minute.”
She swung her sword alone in the middle of the training ground.
Then he suddenly stopped swinging his sword and fell into thought. He swung his sword again and then stopped.
She had a realization. She had found a way to overcome the wall she could not overcome through her own practice through conversation with me.
He must have been practicing alone for a very long time after becoming a demon. And he met me at the end of a path that was blocked off after walking alone.
She came back, still remembering how she had been swinging her sword in the training ground for a long time.
“Isn’t it because you came to me that you wish to gain enlightenment about swordsmanship from me?”
“That’s right. To be honest, my swordsmanship is a bit lacking these days.”
“But why are you teaching me ignorance?”
I said the prayer calmly and with dignity.
“Because you will be my master from now on.”
I continued speaking calmly to her, who was staring at me without saying a word.
“There are two other reasons besides that one.”
“Two?”
“First of all, I believe that if the Sword Master breaks through the limit, that enlightenment will come back to me. Aren’t we close friends?”
She nodded and asked.
“Second reason?”
“Aren’t you the only one among the demons who uses a sword? The only person I can talk to about swordsmanship is you. You probably know my father’s personality well. Who would I learn swordsmanship from? Who would I influence? There is no one else for me but you.”
Of the three reasons, this one seemed to hit her hardest. It made her feel passionate.
“That’s why I should have come to you first and visited you most often… … .”
I spoke honestly.
“I thought that the Sword Master would always be the same. He’s selfish and has bad intentions. He should take care of good people first.”
Then Ilhwageomjon spoke in a somewhat self-mocking voice.
“I’m not that good of a person. Maybe I just put things in order… … .”
A hint of regret flashed across her eyes.
We sat in silence for a while, each lost in our own thoughts.
Not necessarily in this situation, the sword master is a good person. He would not have offered such obvious consolation.
This is what was needed now.
“Can I come again tomorrow?”
Ilhwageomjon nodded with an expression that said he could come anytime, not just tomorrow.
* * *
“Since when did you start liking flowers?”
Despite Hyeolcheon Doma’s words, I continued to look at the flower pot on the windowsill.
“Because it looks like some kind of naughty flower.”
On the way back to my residence, I stopped by Hyeolcheondoma, and there was something I had never seen before on the window sill. It was a flowerpot with flowers in it. If I had come here first, I would have just thought Hyeolcheondoma had bought flowers.
“What on earth goes through the head of someone who calls a flower a dirty thing?”
“Where did this flower come from?”
“Who gave it to me.”
When I gave Ilhwageomjon a book and tea as a gift, Ilhwageomjon must have given me a flowerpot in return. Or maybe it was the other way around.
‘Chwimahyung, you’re amazing!’
It appears that Chuma’s efforts to reconcile the two have finally borne fruit.
“Who is it?”
“Someone I know gave it to me.”
“So who?”
“It’s noisy when reading a book.”
Bloody Cheon Do Ma never said anything about Ilhwa Geom Jeon giving it to me. I didn’t ask him any further. I tried to hold back my teasing.
How good would it be now? It’s not someone else, it’s Ilhwageomjon. We can resolve past misunderstandings and conflicts, and exchange gifts.
Let’s be patient, if we tease each other, we’ll tease each other later.
“Stop looking at it! If you make a mistake, the flower will die.”
If you do that, they might throw a tantrum at me.
Daeryong-ah, this flower pot is more precious than the one in the office. If you drop it while practicing, you will have to undergo hellish training for at least a year.
“I’m going.”
“Why are you leaving already?”
“I’m currently undergoing hellish training. I’m probably the one working the hardest in the school.”
“You’ve become a cult leader. Why are you so eager to enjoy more wealth and honor?”
Since our relationship has completely changed since before the regression, if I die now, all the demons will die too. Will the Bloodthirsty Demon just watch me die?
That’s why. To save everyone.
‘Even if I have to jump into hell, I’m doing this to jump in.’
May our elders enjoy the riches and honors. In their later years, they may happily travel to Geomjon, Osundosun, and the Central Plains.
* * *
The next day, I had another fight with Ilhwageomjeon.
Her eyes were a little bloodshot, as if she hadn’t slept all night.
“I had some trouble sleeping yesterday because I was practicing.”
It seems like he spent the whole night trying to turn yesterday’s enlightenment into skill.
I had another fight with her. Knowing each other’s moves, we started using stronger and stronger moves, and towards the end, we were exchanging moves that were almost like real combat.
After the fight, we talked about what we had fought today. Since the fight was similar, most of the stories we had told yesterday were the same, but we talked as if it was our first time talking.
As we talked, new stories would emerge. Stories of swordsmanship training during childhood, and even how to grow flowers.
I went the next day, and the day after that. I went with the mindset that I would see everything I hadn’t seen before. I went with the mindset that I would go until I got bored and was told to stop.
The nature of the conflict was similar, but we felt a change.
Even though they were the same type of swordsman, their speed and the depth of their attack were different. Some days they were fast, some days they were slow. It was not easy to get the chance to test out one’s swordsmanship to one’s heart’s content.
And this morning.
I used the first style of the Nine Flower Magic Sword, the Inmukshiki style.
Saaaaaaaah!
The sound was different.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
I was surprised and ran over to see that the wooden doll was broken into exactly four pieces.
“Okay!”
Finally, I succeeded in making the black energy fly in from four directions simultaneously.
It seems that the conversation with the Sword Master helped in some way.
From that day on, I devoted myself even more to cultivation.
I had a desire. I wanted to see the appearance of the little demon at the annihilation ceremony. That desire led me to extreme efforts.
He would visit Geomjon once a day to practice martial arts and talk about martial arts.
If someone were watching us, they would think we were doing the same thing over and over again, but it wasn’t the same.
We grew through the power of repetition.
As Sword Master grew, I also grew. Sword Master grew under my influence, and I received the influence of Sword Master who grew. We were burning with the passion of those who use swords.
And our relationship has changed too.
“It was because of Senior Doma that I changed houses.”
She revealed her honest feelings.
“These days, I’m trying to forget the past grudge with Senior Doma and get along well. In the process, I’ve been thinking a lot about the past. Back then, I liked flashy and pretty things. That was me. While thinking about that, I suddenly changed it on the spur of the moment. I’m embarrassed to say, but I didn’t change it after thinking about it too much.”
It must have been a longing for the days of my youth. A time I so desperately wanted to go back to.
“Well done. If you miss Mo-ok later, you can change it again.”
“Then wouldn’t I look like a very pointless person?”
“Do I seem like a free spirit?”
Yes, I am not at the age to care about what other people think anymore, Ilhwageomjon said with a pleasant smile. It was the moment when he realized that the distance between us had changed from five steps to three.
In the meantime, my training continued.
I practiced day and night. One day, after repeating the annihilation ritual countless times.
Saaaaak!
The sound of the annihilation ceremony has changed again.
At that very moment!
I saw a black being cutting off the neck of a wooden doll.
‘at las!’
One of your demons appeared.
