Episode 542
Chapter 5
I slowly adjusted my clothes.
Black cotton pants with elastic magic. And a black long-sleeved T-shirt.
Ankle-length flats with the entire heel area made of perennial iron.
My attire was simple. Too simple.
I turned my head.
I met eyes with the naked master. He was covering his body with a blanket, and the sight was quite alluring. I smiled softly. The master also smiled.
The Master got up from the bed and came to me, covering himself with the blanket.
Then he kissed me on the mouth with his crow’s feet.
I ran my hand through my teacher’s hair.
The master who had separated his lips spoke to me.
[Be careful.]
I couldn’t answer. Because you never know what might happen in the fight against Ragnarok. You might lose a few arms, or your legs. I’ll be as careful as I can, but I can’t give you a definite answer.
But I can promise you this much.
I hugged my teacher lightly.
“I’ll be back soon.”
The Master spoke in a calm voice.
[Have a nice trip. Don’t wait.]
I left the room after leaving the teacher behind. I went down the stairs and came out. There was a man at the front door.
It was Ron. As soon as our eyes met, Ron smiled faintly.
But I’m full of worries. I’m trying not to show it, but it’s so obvious. Was that what my expression was like just a little while ago?
He approached Ron and said.
“Ron told you before.”
“What?”
“I want you to be by my side when I die.”
It felt like a long time ago. Ron nodded.
I patted Ron’s shoulder lightly.
“Do what your heart tells you. Ron’s role isn’t over yet.”
I continued walking. I walked slowly, brushing past Ron.
It was just a moment. It really wasn’t a long walk.
I opened my eyes.
I was floating on the sea.
I opened the subspace and took out all the weapons I had received from Menama. Nine weapons and dozens of dark weapons made from scraps of iron shards floated up and circled around me.
The preparations are complete.
Intermediate level of Magical Mind. This is the highest level I have reached at the moment.
On the 9th day, the full moon rose.
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He just sat down in his seat.
I sat cross-legged and closed my eyes.
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Ragnarok closed his eyes. He felt the flow of the world. And he felt. Something was tangled.
The closed eyes were still there. Ragnarok could see many things through those eyes.
Once I confirmed the flow of the tangled world, I put in my thoughts. The world became brighter.
Ragnarok took place in a pure white space.
The boundary of the unconscious.
Then the world brightens.
That was only for a moment. The brightened world became dark again.
It wasn’t night or anything like that.
I looked up at the sky. The sun was hidden.
There was a man there.
A black current flowed out of his body. His energy covered the sky. The current enveloped the man’s body, and Ragnarok could see through it.
First of all, the man’s physical condition was the worst.
It wasn’t like he was tired or anything. His arms, legs, neck, thighs, groin, every part of his body was sewn up.
It was like a half-finished stuffed animal. When funeral directors perform a funeral for a corpse with its limbs completely destroyed, they sew it up.
That’s exactly what it was like.
Ragnarok turns its head.
First of all, there were corpses all around. At least thousands of them, burst, torn, and decapitated.
And beyond that, you can see chimeras.
There was a man in the sky holding a black current, and there were two men on the ground.
Cheonma Yeongjeong. And Geomjon Hyukjingang.
The sight of the two of them was miserable. They were standing, but they were literally just standing.
The man in the sky comes down to his seat.
After landing lightly, he walked slowly.
With every step he took, Cheonma and Geomjon took a step back, and eventually collapsed.
The man looking down at the two spoke in a small voice.
[My name is Jack Valantier.]
The air flow in his body becomes lighter. His eyes that used to emit a glare also become sullen.
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It was the image of an overwhelming winner. This is a fragment of memory.
Ragnarok was certain that this had happened in his previous life.
The man who introduced himself as Jack Valantier was definitely the Jack Milos I saw a while ago. The last name is different, but that doesn’t matter. Changing your name is something that anyone can do, so there’s no need to worry about it. What you should worry about here is the man’s appearance.
The appearance of a man full of regret, who has truly experienced all the bitterness of life.
This is what Ragnarok wants the most. That is the absolute.
He said.
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[I have regrets about many things in my life.]
“Ah… … Ahh… … .”
[I thought that my death, as the most evil person in the world, would continue the Master’s legacy.]
Jack Valantier walks.
Walk slowly and stand next to Geomjeon.
[I still don’t know where it went wrong. I thought it was Geomjon.]
“Cough… … monster… … bastard.”
Jack Valantier shakes his head.
[It is arrogant to assume that someone is a monster on the inside just because they look like a monster on the outside. Conversely, it is also arrogant to assume that someone is human on the inside just because they look human on the outside. You have a monster’s heart in the form of a human.]
The Swordmaster tried to say something, but couldn’t. Because Jack Balantier’s foot was crushing the Swordmaster’s neck.
[Don’t be the end of your beliefs.]
Knock knock, knock knock.
He grabbed Jack’s leg with his arms, which seemed to be struggling to breathe, but he couldn’t move it or push it away.
Hehe.
No matter how tired he was, he was a transcendent being. He was the Sword Master Hyukjin Kang at the edge of nature, so he lasted longer than an ordinary person.
In fact, this is possible because it is difficult to see the body as that of a normal human.
Three minutes passed, then five minutes passed.
The swordsman continued to struggle. He couldn’t speak out loud, even though he wanted to be saved. Jack Valantie’s feet were not moved. He was losing feeling in his body.
I also lost the feeling in my lower body. But I could feel it. I had just pooped and peed.
The swordsman wanted to bite his tongue. It was humiliating. He had never thought he would die like this.
When he met Jack Valantier’s dark eyes, the black man had a gut feeling.
You touched something that shouldn’t have been touched in the first place.
Where on earth did it go wrong?
After 10 minutes, the swordsman died.
He shit and pissed himself, and the worst of the worst endings that a man could possibly imagine. That was the end of the Cheonwicheon Emperor who went by the name of Geomjon.
Jack, who made it like that, gives a short comment.
[A stray dog should die like a stray dog.]
“Small, really fitting ending,” Jack said as he turned around.
Jack’s gaze caught sight of Cheonma, trembling and raising his hands.
It wasn’t like I was going to surrender or anything.
He tried to cut off his own neck. Cheonma’s hand moves.
But then, abruptly, it stopped.
Cheonma’s trembling eyes moved. His own hand was still about 1cm away from his neck. He didn’t do it willingly. He just didn’t get permission.
Jack moved. He lightly kicked Cheonma. He stepped on Cheonma’s neck as he fell. It was a firm determination to make him like the Sword Lord who had just died.
Cheonma begged for his life. However, his pleas were meaningless as he met the same end as Geomjon.
Jack Valanti laughed as he was left alone on the battlefield.
I burst out laughing.
Maybe it was madness.
I felt a sense of kinship with that figure. It was like me, it was going through the same things as me.
Ragnarok, who was watching, truly thought so.
That was it.
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Ragnarok, who was peeking at the fragments of memory, turns his head. At that moment, Jack Valanty also turns his head.
Was there.
Ragnarok of the previous life.
“That’s a nice laugh to hear.”
This is the moment Jack Valantier faced Ragnarok in his previous life.
The present-day Ragnarok burst into laughter.
This is it.
I felt this.
As soon as I came to my senses, I saw this sight.
It wasn’t a dream.
We met in a past life.
The questions that had arisen were now about to be resolved.
Jack Valantier frowns.
[What are you?]
“Well, would you like to guess?”
I’ve said it countless times, but the Jack Milos of this life and the Jack Valanti of the past life are different. The difference is their speech.
[Normally there’s only one kid who asks others who they are, but did that kid with dementia take the wrong path?]
“Huh… … Heh heh… … What?”
[You even ate my ears. If you don’t want to get hurt, just get out.]
Ragnarok from the previous life seemed genuinely confused.
Who in your life have you ever heard such words? Even.
“Don’t you know what kind of power I have? Can’t you feel it? I am stronger than you now.”
A smile appeared on Jack Valantier’s face. It was so funny.
[so?]
“……huh?”
[Whether you’re stronger than me or not, so what?]
It felt like I had been hit in the head with a hammer. That was definitely what the real-life Ragnarok thought.
Even though I felt the difference in strength, what is this confidence?
That attitude, as if they don’t care about whether their opponent is strong or not, as if they’ve always lived in a world like that.
It was truly amazing. Something I had forgotten came to mind: the fighting spirit.
There was no rival, no one worth fighting.
He was always the ruler and always reigned. The only one who challenged him was Asura, and after Asura died, no one could rival Ragnarok. No one was even at the warm-up level. That was the extent of the difference.
So he forgot. The feeling of fighting, of facing a challenger, the reason he had slept for thousands of years was to experience this feeling, Ragnarok realized. His body felt strong.
Jack Valantier’s voice rings in his ears.
[Are you from the Eastern Continent?]
“… … I’m not used to the way you speak… … but if I may answer, yes. I come from the Eastern Continent.”
[Are you related to these two kids?]
Strictly speaking, they were related. The first person to establish Cheonwicheon and Cheonmasingyo was Ragnarok.
I was so scared that I couldn’t even nod.
[That went well.]
“Okay? What?”
Jack Valantier’s fist clenches.
[I came to know the back of the baby, but where to do that well.]
Even the previous life’s Ragnarok had something to say.
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“That is, if you kill me… … .”
He couldn’t continue speaking because Jack’s fist hit him in the face.
Kwaaaaang-!!
Ragnarok flies far away.
Boom, boom.
Laughter leaks out from the dusty place.
Hehehe.
The air rose again from Jack Valantier’s body.
Jack Valantier walks.
The Ragnarok of the previous life has raised its head.
It is stuck in the eye of Ragnarok in the previous life.
A man’s eyes with black gleams, gleamingly beautiful.
He was already in front of Ragnarok. He was looking down. He looked up at those eyes and smiled. Jack Valanty also smiled.
The previous life Ragnarok raised his hand. His middle finger and thumb met. Just as he was about to be thrown away, Jack Valantier stretched out his leg.
Kwaaaaang-!!
Ragnarok’s hand, which was about to snap his fingers, was knocked away. He noticed that he was trying to do something and turned it into nothing.
Jack Valantier swung his other fist.
Ragnarok also swung his fist in the opposite direction.
They slap each other in the face.
Kwaaaaang-!!
