Slap.
I looked around at the sound of shallow waves.
Scratch… Scratch… .
I can hear the sound, but I can’t feel the difference.
The space was filled with ink, and only an inch ahead could be seen, the rest was pitch black darkness.
Where is this place? What is the situation outside?
I occasionally had such a question, but I didn’t think about it deeply.
I’ve felt it as I’ve lived. I can’t figure it out even if I really think about it.
As always, I just have to look at what’s right in front of me.
With that thought, I met the old man’s eyes.
‘Hey.’
It’s so fierce that it makes you turn over the counter once.
It was a thought that came to mind when I saw the old man.
A pure white uniform with plum blossom embroidery on the chest.
At first glance, he is clearly a tall old man, sitting cross-legged and resting his chin on his hand.
The deep purple eyes are impressive as you look down.
Heart pounding.
My heart races when I look at him.
Heart pounding.
Heart pounding.
It is not a resonance caused by emotions.
It was energy. Noya’s energy inside the body was resonating with the ‘author’.
What this means is.
‘Is it Noya?’
Is that old man in front the Shin Noya I know?
As I was looking at the old man with doubts.
[It’s strange.]
The old man also approached me with a questioning voice.
[What the hell are you, Aesong? Why do you have that?]
The pottery of Shin Noya inside my body.
The old man must have felt that too, because he had a rather curious expression on his face.
[What is your identity?]
It’s stagnant.
The old man smiled faintly at the question.
“That’s what I wanted to ask.”
In Noya’s form, he speaks Noya’s voice.
Since he has the spirit of Noya, there is a high probability that the old man is the new Noya.
But.
“You, what are you?”
Strangely enough, I didn’t think the old man was Shin Noya.
[Who am I?]
The old man also smiles at my question.
Wow, that smiling face is so scary.
He really looked like he had a dirty temper.
[You came all this way to call me, and now you don’t even know who I am?]
“I didn’t look for it that hard. I just called you once because I was so worried, and you came out right away.”
[Hehehe.]
Plum leaves fall with laughter.
Heterogeneous shapes in the black space.
A tiny leaf landed on the water.
Woohoo.
The waves spread like vibrations.
[I am the 8th head of the Daehwasanpa.]
Before I knew it, the old man had come down from the rock and appeared in front of me.
[It’s called the Volcanic Sword, Shincheol.]
When I look at those purple eyes this closely, my skin stiffens.
There was a sense of vigilance in the body.
[Is this enough of my introduction?]
“…”
As expected.
The old man introduced himself as Shincheol. I can definitely see that he is that old man.
But why on earth is that?
“Hmm.”
Why do I keep feeling like this old man isn’t Shin Noya?
[Now, tell me. Aesong-ah, who are you that you have been looking for me so desperately? Also.]
The old man’s fingertips point toward my chest.
[Why is my energy in that body?]
Bam.
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The old man’s fingertips pierce my heart.
Okay then.
Whoaah.
The energy inside my body began to swell and expand in my blood vessels.
The feeling of flower petals blooming.
It felt refreshing and warm, and I wanted to leave it alone for a while.
Kwak-!
I grabbed the spreading energy and trapped it back in my heart.
[her.]
The old man bursts into laughter at that action.
I didn’t care.
“I naturally received this energy from the owner of the energy.”
[hmm?]
“He was an old man with a foul temper and a lot of words.”
Knock knock.
I wiped the area my fingers had touched with my hand a few times.
[Nonsense. I never gave you that kind of vibe.]
The old man frowned as if to ask what I meant, so I corrected him once more.
“Yes, I didn’t say I received it from you. I said I received it from the owner of this energy.”
[So. That energy is my energy-.]
“No.”
He cut me off with a frown.
“I told you that this energy isn’t yours.”
Swish-!
[…!]
The old man’s eyes widen as he looks at me.
The reason might be because something was wrapped around my hand as I stopped talking.
Return.
The volcano’s treasure and the god Noya’s beloved bottle was wrapped around my left hand.
[How could you do that…]
“I wonder too. What on earth are you?”
His appearance too.
His voice too.
The atmosphere felt from it too.
Even the Tao energy within my body keeps pointing out that the old man is Shin Noya.
“Why are you wearing Noya’s mask?”
I didn’t believe it.
Instinct speaks.
That old man is not the Shin Noya I know.
I never doubted that instinct.
[…under.]
The old man looks at me with a bewildered expression at my confident words.
And at the same time.
Shririk-!!
A purple bandage appeared on the old man’s hand and took the shape of a Braille sword.
It’s your return.
That earbud was purple before I touched it.
[This is really strange.]
The old man who had caught my eye put his hand on my shoulder and continued talking while looking at me.
[Aesong-ah. You are not my successor, yet you have the things I arranged for you. I gave it to this child recently, but what on earth are you? Or are you the child who heard the news first…? No. Then there is no way I didn’t know.]
note.
Is this the one from Seomseo that Yeongpung discovered?
It seems to refer to the note that he said he received voices and energy from inside.
[I don’t understand. What are you?]
“Ask your successor what I am.”
As far as I know, I don’t think I can have a separate conversation with Yeongpung. Well, that’s my own business.
“It’s unfortunate that I can’t talk to our elders either.”
This was also the time when the person I was supposed to ask was away to help me.
“If you are truly the Volcanic Sword, what is a long-dead gentleman doing here?”
[That’s a funny question.]
The old man’s answer was without hesitation.
[I feel sorry for having to ask for your help because I have unfinished business… It was just something that couldn’t be helped.]
“Unfinished business… Is it because of the Blood Demon’s business?”
[-!]
The old man’s expression crumpled at my words.
[… How do you know that?]
“Hmm.”
I think that’s right.
‘That means….’
This means that the old man knows a little about the Blood Demon’s business.
It was a strange thing.
‘Noya doesn’t know.’
The gentleman had lost most of his memories and didn’t know much.
It was to the point where it was said that ghosts were useless and were noisy.
Of course, I came to my senses a little bit towards the end.
Until then, he was a nobleman who didn’t even know why he died.
When you see that.
‘… Oh, is this really the real one?’
For a moment, I feel a sense of shock.
Just by feeling, this one seems more useful, right?
‘Should I change it now?’
If they are both similar people anyway, it wouldn’t be a big deal even if they swapped… .
-What the heck is this kid?
“…”
I turned my head quickly.
I thought I heard someone swearing somewhere, even though it clearly wasn’t there.
It’s really creepy.
‘I’m joking. I’m joking.’
I’m so scared I can’t even joke.
Heh heh. I laughed to myself and turned my head again.
I don’t care if what’s in front of me is fake or real.
Anyway, what I thought was real was real to me.
The gentleman in front of me was a fake.
That was enough for me.
[He asked, “How do you know that?”
“I heard it. Here and there.”
I’ve heard it so many times that it’s almost ringing in my ears.
[You heard…?]
“Yes. I also heard about it from Shaolin’s Buddha.”
That was the case with Hwang Ah-bul-yeong, whom I met in Shaolin.
“I also heard it from the Dokjeolcheon of Sacheon.”
I also spoke to the Tang Dynasty scholar I met in Sacheon.
“I even heard about the Brain Heaven Sword in the damn North Sea.”
I also heard from Namgung Myeong, who was guarding the iceberg.
“also.”
He recited the names of the noblemen who had harassed him in the past, one by one.
Oh, let’s leave out the senior Dang Je-moon. He didn’t bother me, he just helped me.
“I also heard it from Yeonilcheon.”
Finally, when I mention Yeonilcheon, the old man’s reaction stands out.
[…]
The old man’s expression seemed to crumple.
So I decided to give it the final blow.
“Oh, by the way, Brain Heaven Sword said that I am the reincarnation of the Hwasan Sword.”
[What?]
As I spoke, twitching my ears, the old man’s expression changed dramatically.
“That’s why I don’t trust you….”
[Don’t talk nonsense.]
He spoke to me with his eyes glaring, as if he was truly angry.
[There’s no way my reincarnation would be as ugly as you.]
“…What the f*ck?”
[Hey, don’t talk carelessly with your mouth open.]
“This old man speaks like some shit…?”
My mood has changed quite a bit.
What the f*ck is this f*cking feeling?
As I was gritting my teeth and glaring at the old man.
[Yeah, I thought it was weird from the beginning.]
The old man added to me as if he had noticed something.
[I thought it was strange that Guijeong didn’t listen to the shaman, but now that I’ve heard what you said and even the last thing you said, I think I understand.]
It is a voice full of confidence.
Did you really notice something?
[You are a spy of the Blood Demon.]
“What the hell.”
Don’t you even notice?
[I thought something was going differently than I expected. Was it really his trick?]
“I feel like you wouldn’t believe me even if I said no, right?”
[If that’s true, then it was a mistake.]
“Yeah, I don’t believe it.”
Looking at the situation, it seemed like things were going to get messed up anyway.
But doesn’t it seem pretty f*cked up that the reason it got twisted is because of reincarnation?
‘f*ck… .’
A sigh comes out on its own.
Now it didn’t matter whether it was Shin Noya or not.
Because that wasn’t the original purpose.
“… Okay. The circumstances of your remaining here. And why you chose Yeongpung as your successor. Please tell me about that.”
[That’s ridiculous. I don’t trust you, so how can you judge me to tell you that?]
“That’s right. We don’t trust each other.”
I admit it. We didn’t trust each other at all.
That didn’t matter either.
Swish.
[hmm?]
I raised my fist and said to the old man.
“But, don’t you have something you want to ask me too? If you do, I think it’ll be easier to talk.”
He smiled brightly.
“Let’s play a round.”
[…]
It was a method I used on Amipa Jang Moon-in a few days ago.
The circumstances are very different though….
The advantage of this method is that it can be used anywhere.
“So let’s tell the winner.”
How to end things cleanly for both of us.
It’s pointless and meaningless to argue.
If words can’t solve it, then this is how it should be.
The old man who heard this looked at me with a strange expression.
[haha.]
He added with a sudden burst of laughter.
[I didn’t like them all. I like this one.]
As he says this, he hits the bowl he was holding on the floor.
Creepy!
The moment I saw that, the hairs on my body stood on end.
Oh… this is crazy.
‘Wow. I think I’ve been screwed.’
How long has it been since I felt this way?
Even though I didn’t do anything, my survival instinct screamed.
Is that much overwhelming power for just that movement?
[It’s good to be intoxicated by your own strength. In reality, you are strong, Aesong. However, if you believe in that and ask me for a favor…]
“Are you crazy?”
[hmm?]
As the momentum was building, I shouted out as if I was correcting myself.
“Of course you should look at it.”
[…uh?]
“A grown man is fighting with a child and he’s trying to be sincere? Isn’t that really lethal?”
[…]
“Either you fight with both feet up. Or you fight with just one finger. Or you fight with your breath held and your eyes closed. You have to do something like that!”
[… Don’t you think the example is too messy?]
“Then what are you really trying to do? If you fight like that and win, I’ll tell you something good.”
[…]
“I will never say anything, even if it is unfair.”
The old man looks world-weary at my words.
[… Aesong-ah, you have less pride than I thought.]
“Yes. Even if you take care of that, it doesn’t help.”
[That’s right.]
As if convinced, the self-proclaimed god Noya immediately nodded.
[Nothing helps survival as much as knowing the subject.]
Even though it was definitely fake, it felt like it made some sense.
When I say this to other kids, they look at me like they don’t understand.
[good night.]
Whirlyrick.
I heard a sound as if a goblin had been pulled out of the ground. It spun around and landed on my shoulder.
It was the same movement as before, but strangely, I could smell the scent of plum blossoms.
[I will respect your wishes and impose conditions.]
Even in your voice, you can sense the fragrance.
Is this some kind of battle stance?
[I can open it. I’ll give you that much. If you, Aesong, land even one blow on me. I’ll acknowledge it as your victory-!?]
Before the old man’s spitting out condition even ended.
I threw the spear at him with all my might.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Kwaaaaaaaah–!!
The holy spear exploded as it struck the old man.
The ink on the floor spreads everywhere, expressing shock.
The condensed energy explodes at close range, so is that how powerful it is?
I felt like I had created a new, incredible martial arts feat.
“Tsk.”
I had to check the situation and show a look of regret.
“Oh, what a shame. I thought this would work.”
The center where the explosion occurred.
In the middle of it all, the old man is frowning at me.
With the spirit in hand.
It was a surprise attack that was well planned, but it was a shame. I didn’t think there would be even a little damage.
The old man, who had been looking around the situation, looks at me and opens his mouth.
[How ridiculous… I never thought I would experience something like this when I was young.]
Just enough to lightly rip off the clothes.
Even though it was a direct hit from the Holy Spear, was it really that bad? The difference in level felt like a distant memory.
It’s a level of respect that is worthy of being called unmanned.
He tells the old man about that feeling.
“Since I did it before you finished speaking, this attack is invalid, right? Then there are ten left.”
[…]
Such shameless words are sure to spark some criticism.
Now, the old man just shook his head as if he found that annoying.
The old man, who had been shaking his head several times, looked at me and blurted out.
[I guess.]
At the same time.
[You little brat. You’re going to get in trouble.]
Sarak-!
Plum leaves were in full bloom everywhere.
