Episode 1018
“Hmm… .”
Raon turned his wrist and looked at the comedy festival’s performance venue.
‘Not bad, right?’
The floor is well-tamped and the equipment is kept clean as if it had never been used.
Unlike the Comedy Festival’s castle, which was even more shabby than the mansion of an ordinary nobleman, the condition of the performance hall was top-notch, comparable to Sieghardt’s.
The comics artist did not forget the important parts of the image of Shinjuoryeong and took great care to preserve them.
‘I guess it was all done with concern for other people’s eyes and rumors. However… .’
Raon frowned as he watched the comedian biting his nails in anxiety.
‘People themselves have become strange.’
The comedian he knew was a loach-like woman who maintained her cold rationality at all times to gain an advantage.
But she became unable to read the weather and even forgot her greatest strength.
It seemed that I was no longer able to properly judge what I could and should do.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that his soul was consumed by the ability called Cheon-gi.
-That’s right.
Lars nodded while watching the comedy.
-Being able to know the future is a great power and authority. It’s not surprising that that woman is falling apart.
The guy snorted, saying that there are demons in the demon world who have fallen because they overestimated their ability to read the weather.
-How frustrating it is to be satisfied with a future that has already been decided. Fate is something that has meaning only when you carve it out for yourself!
Las clicked his tongue in dismay.
‘Hmm… .’
Raon narrowed his eyes at Las, who was getting angry at the comedy’s helplessness.
‘Is it because of this guy that I am not affected by the weather?’
In his previous life, he had no ability to change his fate.
Judging from the fact that the title <The One Who Rolls the Wheel of Destiny> was created, it seems clear that the Ring of Fire or Las gave him the power to change the future.
-To a supreme being who has broken his own destiny with his own power, like the king, and ascended to the throne of the monarch… .
While I was killing time listening to Lars’s show-off speech, the door to the training ground opened and Bridget, the evil swordsman, came in.
She had an irritated look in her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with something.
‘If you think about it, that person is a little strange too.’
I don’t think you would have shown your emotions so openly.
Perhaps because of the influence of the comedy festival that had caused his mind to collapse, Akgeom-hoo also looked different than before.
-What are you talking about! You’re the weirdest one!
Lass waved his hand, telling him to reflect.
-You seem more arrogant and impatient than usual!
‘That’s on purpose.’
Raon smiled faintly as he slapped away Ras’ hand.
-You did that on purpose?
‘I wanted to draw out the hidden power of the evil swordsman.’
The evil swordsman I had seen before hated people who were taciturn and ill-mannered. In order to provoke her, he deliberately used arrogant and cornered speech.
-For that reason, you speak to me more politely than before?
‘It’s only natural that people would get more upset if you spoke politely to them.’
-Ha, you thought about all that before you did it?
Lass let out a gasp of disbelief.
-You never let anything go by unnoticed.
The guy shook his head, saying he was sick of that nonsense.
“It looks like you’re ready, so let’s begin.”
Akgeom-hu placed his hand on the sword holder on his waist as if to start a duel.
Srrrrrr.
Raon pulled out the Jecheon Sword from its scabbard and narrowed his eyes like thread.
‘Nothing has really changed?’
Even though Akgeom-hu was in a fighting stance, he didn’t look much different than when he was seen in the conference room. He was still at a level that wasn’t much different from the Gwisalchang.
‘Well, you’ll know once you fight.’
Since I thought I could only find out more by directly clashing swords with the Evil Sword Master, I set up the Jecheon Sword.
“Come.”
Raon told her to come first and wiggled his fingers holding the Jecheon Sword.
Kuuuuung!
As if there was no need for words, Akgeom-hu also dashed forward, destroying the training ground. As her fingertips flashed like lightning, a silver sword blade appeared before my eyes. A supreme swordsmanship. It felt like a sword was rising from a split dimension.
‘It’s fast and sharp. It’s the sword of a master. But… .’
Show me.
Akgeom-hu displayed swordsmanship that was of a transcendent level, but it did not go beyond the level he had expected.
Wooooow!
Raon resonated the nine rings of fire. Time seemed to have stopped, the flow of air and mana slowed down, and the sword strikes of the evil sword rushing in front of his eyes were felt as if they were touching his skin.
Kuung!
He used the Manhwagong as a polarity and drew two circles with the Jecheongeom. The flames rising up along the blade took the shape of curved waves and blocked the sword strike of the evil swordsman.
Manhwagong Cheonhwa Yeomhaemugyeol.
The swordsmanship of the cartoonist, which perfectly harmonized offense and defense, relentlessly destroyed the swordsmanship of the evil swordsman.
Cheeeeeeek!
Akgeomhu took ten steps back with the sword he had been swinging gracefully. Her footprints, deeply imprinted on the floor of the training ground, showed that she had not been able to properly dissipate the shock of Yeomhaemugyeol. It was a clear difference in strength.
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‘It’s a force that is not much different from what it looks like.’
Although Akgeom-hu was a transcendental swordsman who had mastered many sword techniques to the extreme, he was not a particularly difficult opponent for him who had mastered the Ten Thousand Swords.
Rather, the comedian was much more dangerous, because her spell-wielding attacks were sure to work on him.
“Are you going to continue?”
“of course!!”
Akgeom-hu, as if provoked, shouted that the fight hadn’t even begun yet and fired his sword right there.
Fiaaaang!
A tiny circle extending from the sword. Inside the dot, thinner than a strand of hair, was the utmost determination she had built up as a swordsman.
‘It’s a swordsmanship of a different class. However… .’
I feel this too.
The sword technique that Akgeomhu displayed was aimed at his chest faster than the speed of sound, but the flow had already not escaped his intuition.
Chiaaaaaaang!
Raon stretched his wrist forward and performed the same stabbing attack as Akgeomhu.
The stabbing that had been repeated countless times since childhood drew a red line in the air without the slightest wavering, like the brushstrokes of a painter who ruled the era.
Cheonryonggong seasonal red day.
A red crack appeared, as if dots and lines collided and cut through space.
However, the competition did not last long. With a single ray of lightning, Jeokilhong, who was born late, broke Akgeomhu’s sword strike and passed by slicing her waist.
“Hmm….”
Akgeom-hu looked at his waist where his clothes and skin were burned and chewed his lips thinly in surprise.
“Didn’t you say that I might die?”
Raon smiled as he looked at the ground beneath his feet, which had not even a single trace left.
“It’s boring. Can you cheer up a little?”
“Don’t rush me. I haven’t reached my fever yet.”
The evil swordsman twisted his mouth and grabbed the end of the sword. She rushed toward him with her arms thrown back sharply as if a cavalryman was stabbing with a lance.
Hwaaaaaaaah!
A black light rises above the sword of the evil sword, as if containing the universe. It was the season of the Wiji sword, which expresses the universe through a sword.
“Ugh.”
Raon took a deep breath and raised the flame of the Manhwagong to its full power. The flames rising from the blade burned with a deep golden color, drawing the shape of a mysterious sword.
Laon Sieghart Ryu Sword.
Type 7 Void Kill.
The golden flames burned the sword strike of the evil swordsman who was trying to create the universe brilliantly like an explosion of stars before falling towards her neck.
Kyaaaaah!
As expected of a high-level transcendent being, Akgeom-hu read the movements of the Void Sword, defended himself, and tried to retreat.
But his eyes and hands were already reading her movements.
Cheeeeeing!
After following Akgeomhu with the flexibility of Taehwasambo, he broke through her defenses with the sharpness of Gwangahgeom.
“Ugh!”
Akgeom-hu slightly bent his knees and waist to deflect the light sword’s thrust that extended toward his chest, and then used its elasticity to deliver an exhilarating stab toward his own chest.
This sword technique also seemed to be a sword technique, with a beautiful black light shining above the sword strokes.
Chiaaaang!
Raon stretched his left foot forward. He unleashed a powerful frosty attack at a close enough distance that he could feel the breath of the evil swordsman.
Kuwaaaaang!
The Demon King’s two frost-infused blades cut through the universe, then stopped calmly in front of the neck of the evil swordsman behind him.
Five. The number of swordsmanship Raon used to subdue Bridget after the evil swordsmanship.
“ha…?”
The comic book artist opened his eyes wide, as if he had not expected that the evil sword master would be subdued in five moves.
“Oh, the evil swordsman?”
“That’s ridiculous! It’s only five moves!”
“Bird, the difference is much bigger than I thought…”
“iced coffee!”
The inspectors of the Mugeomgak and the Baekgyeong warriors were astonished at the results of the duel and their chins were shaking.
“Five moves for the evil sword?”
“Yeah, you gave me five more sleeps. If that guy had set his mind to it, he could have been finished in one blow.”
“A handsome monster… .”
Buren, Martha, and Runando swallowed dryly, not knowing that their duel with the evil sword would end in just five moves.
“this….”
Raon raised Akgeomhu’s chin slightly with the sword strike of Jecheongeom and frowned.
“Is that your everything?”
“Of course not!”
Akgeomhu shook his head, chewing his lips.
“I’ll be honest with you. No matter what you do in your current state, you can’t beat me.”
Raon shook his head firmly. Akgeomhu may have more swordsmanship and skills left, but at his current level, he could never defeat him.
“You warned me that I could die, but you haven’t shown me much.”
I’m not mocking you. I just wanted to ask because I really don’t know what Akgeomhu meant by that.
‘Did Grandpa make a mistake?’
Although I trust Glenn more than anyone else in terms of academics, this time I felt that he had misjudged Akgeomhu.
“I want to show you properly too, but I can’t do it right now… .”
Akgeomhu lowered his head and muttered something incomprehensible.
“This is my current level.”
She ground her teeth so loudly that it seemed as if she was angry at herself.
“hmm….”
Raon opened his eyes wide as he watched Akgeomhu, who was expressing his annoyance.
‘What the heck….’
“Do it that way.”
The comedian sighed and walked forward.
“Bridget, back off. If you think about it, that’s not your strength.”
She shook her head, saying that it was time to stop.
“Hmm….”
Akgeom-hu raised his head with a low groan. Judging from the furrowed brow, he stepped back because of the comedy, but he did not seem satisfied with the result.
“Gwangpungdaeju. I will admit it. Our Shinju Ohryeong is with the Ohang…”
The comedian nodded, saying that he would follow the path of the Five Emperors.
“no.”
Raon cut off the comical words and raised the Jecheon Sword.
“Now it’s your turn to fight.”
“What is that…?”
“Are you going to stamp your seal without even checking what kind of people the allies you will have to fight alongside from now on are and how much power they have?”
He lowered his eyebrows, asking if that wasn’t too weak a decision.
“…I never intended to test you from the beginning.”
The comedian hesitated for a while before opening his lips.
“Actually, I should have made the decision when the Four Swordsmen died and the Black Tower collapsed.”
She shook her head, saying she had missed that important moment because she couldn’t read the weather.
“You don’t deserve to be tested by someone like me….”
“How long has it been since you came to this training ground?”
Raon lowered his finger and pointed to the floor of the training ground.
“yes?”
“Have you ever fought or sparred with another opponent?”
“… .”
The comedian quivered his lips as he looked at the well-trodden floor of the training ground.
“Hasn’t it been a while since you’ve trained, let alone sparred?”
“Hmm….”
She couldn’t answer, as if her prediction was correct.
“You’re a sorcerer and a nobody. You just sit at your desk and think about it, and that’s how you end up ruining yourself.”
Raon shook his head with a laugh.
“Don’t talk nonsense about her!”
Akgeomhu gritted his teeth as if telling the comedian not to laugh. It seemed as if there was something special between the two of them.
“Come at it.”
Raon ignored the evil swordsman and wagged his finger at the comic artist.
“I will break the rock that is weighing down your soul.”
“Are you serious?”
“I am always sincere.”
He cocked his chin arrogantly, saying that this was his last chance to overcome his demons.
-Why are you trying to fight that woman?
Las narrowed his eyes as if to ask what was going on.
‘What we need is a wise fox, not a broken puppy.’
There’s no point in getting a comedy show in such a broken state. Right now, that woman has no value as a person or as a strategist.
Now that Shen Zhuo Ling was in the arms of the Emperor, he had to awaken her broken spirit so that she could return to her original form.
“Okay. Actually, me too… .”
The comedian chewed his lip until it bled.
“I wanted to relieve this frustration.”
She stamped her feet roughly as if to give it a try.
“Don’t give up the initiative.”
Raon told him to come with all his might and aimed his sword at the Emperor’s neck.
“Haaaaaah….”
As the comedian chanted the mantra with both hands, her entire body was bathed in a colorless light.
Kwaaang!
As the comical artist charged forward, kicking the ground, he felt a huge mass of mana approaching him as if it was going to swallow him up.
Kugugugugugu!
She roughly swung her fist, which was burning with colorless mana. It was a simple, ignorant strike, clearly different from her usual intellectual personality.
Kuwaaaaaah!
But its power was not simple. The comical master’s fist broke through Je Cheon Geum’s defenses and rushed in, cutting off his own skin.
“I won’t accept it.”
Raon showed his teeth and laughed, raising his strong sword that would not be pushed by the comic book’s fist.
The sword and fist clashed head-on, creating a crimson line that seemed to divide the sky and the earth.
Oh my god!
* * *
Kugugugugugu!
The comic artist gritted his teeth and continued to unleash his fists, which contained both sorcery and aura.
‘You’re blocking all of this?’
Raon took the offensive that would not be strange even if it was his own power, without taking a single step back. It seemed like he was going to fight with strength to the end.
‘This guy is that kid from back then?’
The young prosecutor who used to tease himself with his tongue had become a great prosecutor who could stand behind him, no, next to him.
‘You were a master when I first saw you.’
It hasn’t even been a few years since then, and now you’re standing next to me.
‘Genius. No, this isn’t even a monster, this is a demon king.’
The comical artist’s chin trembled as he watched Raon slash away his sorcery with flames and push away his aura with cold air.
‘What was I doing while this child was ascending to transcendence?’
He promised to create a great power that would be able to compete with the two by taking advantage of the gap between the Six Emperors and the Five Emperors, but in reality, he achieved nothing.
I was just like a rat, watching and not even able to pick up the piece of cheese that had fallen.
‘There… .’
Since I couldn’t see the weather, I just stood there, breathing. Every day, I brainwashed myself into thinking, ‘I’m just waiting. I’m just holding my breath and waiting for a better opportunity.’ I stayed in my office like a wreck.
But the child standing before me risked his life, and through countless hardships, he gained strength and experience that could not be defeated by me. When I felt the difference on my skin, I felt nauseated as if I was looking at my own ugliness in the mirror.
“Kuaaaaaaah!”
The comical artist threw a punch with all his might, screaming instead of shouting. A punch filled with emotion that he would never normally do. It was an attack that was too easy to counterattack or dodge, but Raon took all the punches while bleeding from his lips.
“Come more.”
Raon smiled coolly and nodded his chin as if he still felt that it was not enough.
‘The weather…’
Looking at Raon, who is much more mature than me, I am reminded of the day I read his fortune.
It was certainly terrifying to see the blood that was supposed to represent the future leave the Sun and Moon Scriptures of its own accord.
But when I met Raon’s clear eyes, the fear I had back then began to look like a conviction and will to carve out my own destiny.
‘The weather. No, is the future not important?’
The thought that the weather is just one path and that the most important thing is what kind of will that person has, came to mind as if clawing at my shattered brain.
‘Yeah, that was right.’
I was too deeply immersed in the ability called Cheon-gi.
Up until now, I have valued a predetermined future more than my own will or beliefs. That was no different from throwing my soul into the gutter.
Gooooooo!
The comedian felt his mind, which had been suffering from a headache, being cleansed as if it had been washed clean, and continued to swing his fists.
The dizzying flow of her martial arts and sorcery began to calm down like the waves of the ocean.
* * *
Tuwook!
Raon stopped his rough punching and let out a gasp as he looked at the comedian who had frozen in place like a statue.
‘Is this enlightenment?’
The comedian seemed to have come to a realization by throwing punches at himself.
‘I was just trying to make you feel better, not enlighten you… .’
I thought I was just going to get her out of the gutter, but as soon as the comic book artist took my hand, he ran straight into a clothing store and started buying new clothes, bags, and shoes. Honestly, it was ridiculous.
It wasn’t bad, though. The comedian knows what gratitude is, so he’ll be able to use it more in the future.
‘I must receive this reward in large quantities.’
As Raon was quietly smiling and trying to step away from the comedian, he made eye contact with Akgeomhu, who was leaning against the wall of the training ground.
“uh…?”
Raon swallowed dry saliva as he looked into Akgeomhu’s sharp eyes.
‘What is that?’
She had the same face, the same body, the same aura, but she wasn’t the person who had just exchanged swords with him. She had a completely different temperament.
“you….”
Raon stood in front of her as if protecting the comic artist who had fallen into a state of ignorance, and aimed his sword at Akgeomhu.
“who is this.”
