The World’s Greatest Man is Dead Episode 118
Stop.
Stop.
A drop of water falls on the floor.
There was so much water falling like that.
The problem is that it’s all flowing from the tip of my chin.
‘It’s f*cking hot.’
How long has it been? I didn’t measure the time, but it definitely wasn’t a short time.
“… … I’m dying of thirst.”
I’m so thirsty I’m sweating so much.
My thirst was never ending, but I was still standing.
I can’t move.
How can you move when you see that?
Cheeeeek-!
In front, Dang Ye-ran was repeating movements in the heat with her hair tied up tightly.
The flowing beads of sweat are colorless, and there is not a single trace of dishevelment or guidance.
How focused are you?
‘That’s amazing.’
This is the first time I’ve seen a sword being made or repaired up close.
Fill with charcoal and light a fire.
Put something else inside it.
It was a repetition of unknown actions.
I glance at the side of the brazier.
I can see the accumulated black minerals. I think it must be iron ore.
‘… … It seems like the Tang family definitely has a lot of money.’
I have a lot of precious iron piled up.
It may not be that much in terms of quantity, but that alone would be enough to buy several houses in Hanam.
‘But I didn’t think they’d give something like that away so easily.’
Even though I asked for it, it was nothing more than a repair to the old man’s house.
Even if the King of Poisons allowed any material to be used, it was still strange no matter how I thought about it.
‘I took it because you said you’d give it to me, but I hope you won’t say anything weird later on.’
There was also the possibility that he would use the iron to talk nonsense.
Given the nature of the Poison King, I don’t think he would use such a method, but you never know what will happen to people.
‘There’s something I’ve thought about in this part.’
I’ve already come up with a plan.
If the Poison King stumbles, it will be used.
If not… … .
‘I have to tear it apart with something else.’
It was intended to be used for profit.
‘What more can I get?’
If you tear it open, what can you take with you?
I’ve already gotten so much from Sacheon that I wonder if there’s anything more to be gained.
‘The more you gain, the better.’
Unless it’s by a ghost, you should get it when you can.
As I was thinking like that and coming up with a plan.
Profit.
I heard something ripening.
Looking ahead, I see Dang Ye-ran pouring something onto a solid surface.
‘… … That.’
Was it melted iron? It seemed like that.
Push the flowing iron into the plate.
The action was so delicate that there was not a single waver.
‘You’re saying that you’re using that to do repairs?’
Dang Ye-ran, who was pouring ink on the plate, examines the divine sword placed next to her.
The handle and the blade had already been separated.
What she was watching was the part that stuck to her.
What are you looking at so intently? I’m watching you with my head tilted.
[It’s about looking at the strength or thickness of the blade.]
Dokjon came up to me and explained.
[It is impossible to add or repair a blade that is already broken. So, in the end, you will have to make a new one. That is why you need to examine the original blade.]
“… …To make it the same?”
[That’s not it.]
“sure?”
[There is no such thing as exactly the same. When it comes to math, the important thing is how similar it is.]
“Isn’t that what you’re saying?”
[Well, if you knew the difference, you should have been a night owl.]
As he spoke, Dokjon laughed heartily.
“hmm.”
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After seeing that loneliness, I looked at Dang Ye-ran again.
And he said to the Almighty.
“Elder.”
[Why are you doing that?]
Anyway, it seems like Dang Ye-ran is too focused to hear what’s being said.
So I asked.
“Is the daughter of the party your fool?”
[… … .]
Dokjon was speechless at my question.
“You. Do you have any regrets about remaining in this world? I wonder if it’s that woman. Is that right?”
[… … thump thump thump… … .]
Instead of an answer, laughter is heard.
That was enough.
“At first, I thought that the divine sword was your folly, but that wasn’t the case.”
[… … Why do you think so?]
“Whatever, you’ve never been near the Shingeom before.”
[… … .]
If the divine sword was a foolish thing, it should have been near the divine sword, not Dang Ye-ran.
Was that the sole one? No.
“You were only by the side of Lady Tang. It was as if you had no interest in the divine sword.”
If you don’t have any regrets, then it’s a bit strange.
Strictly speaking.
‘Last priority.’
It seemed right to say that Dang Ye-ran had a higher priority than Shin Geum.
So I thought about it.
‘The foolishness of being the only one, is not the divine sword.’
I thought it might be Dang Ye-ran.
[I’d like to ask, does that make any difference?]
“No. Not really… … .”
Whether it’s the Heavenly Horse Sword or not.
Whether it’s Dang Ye-ran or not.
It didn’t matter.
The important thing is.
“After all, I just wonder why Lady Tang needs to repair that sword.”
Whatever the foolishness is.
I don’t understand the method to solve that foolishness.
“What do you want?”
I raised my head and looked at Dokjon.
[… … You are already convinced.]
The Dokjon looks into my eyes and says:
[I’m saying this to relieve my foolishness.]
“of course.”
How don’t you know that?
“Ghosts, by their very existence, act to resolve their foolishness. That is their essence.”
[… … Huh?]
“Ghosts, you know. They instinctively want to attain Buddhahood.”
An act to fulfill a wish.
Ultimately, it is a step towards Buddhahood.
“No matter what action you take, it is directly connected to foolishness, so that would be the same.”
[… … .]
“That’s why I’m curious. If restoring the divine sword is a foolish wish, I’ll just let it go.”
Because that’s not you.
“I wonder why you entrusted that to your granddaughter.”
[You act like you’re just going to do what you’re told, so why are you curious about that?]
That’s also true. I just wanted to do what I was told and not have any connections.
but.
“Just in case.”
[hmm?]
“I suddenly had a thought that perhaps your foolishness might be having a bad influence on Lady Tang.”
[Huh? What if that’s true?]
“If that’s the case, then what… … .”
He said, nodding his head.
“I have to get rid of him. He’s a f*cking evil bastard.”
[… … .]
The eyes of the one who heard the words narrowed.
Wouldn’t Dokjon burst out in anger at the somewhat harsh remarks?
I’m watching this with interest.
[Hehehe… … .]
What came out of his mouth was none other than laughter.
[You act like you don’t want to get involved. Why? Are you worried about that kid?]
“I’m not worried. I just feel a little uneasy when things turn out like this.”
We became acquaintances.
I knew the name and we even talked.
So that’s the problem.
‘That’s why we don’t get involved.’
Even if you get a little involved, you start to get nervous.
There were still f*cking traces of my past life.
How many evil spirits have been erased and burned like that, and how much of my karma has been defiled in the meantime?
I don’t want to get involved with evil spirits in this life.
‘still.’
This was better than feeling awkward.
I’m looking at Dokjon with that in mind.
[… … Is it a bad influence?]
The old man looks at his granddaughter with worried eyes.
Bang-!
At that time, Dang Ye-ran was striking the hot iron she had taken out from the board with the hammer she was holding.
The corners of the eyes of the one who sees that are lonely slowly sink.
[I’m not sure. But… … .]
Bang-!
[I just hope that doesn’t happen.]
“… … .”
I took that loneliness in my eyes. I looked at him quietly and sighed.
“after…….”
He sighed and scratched the back of his head.
“… … Are the elders’ foolishness divided according to the success and failure of the party?”
[Why are you asking that?]
“If that’s the case, I’ll try to be a little more cautious.”
[……what?]
Dokjon, who heard the words, looks at me with wide eyes.
I felt burdened by the built-up expectations, so I immediately added my words.
“I’m telling you in advance, I’m not going to lend my body to someone like that old man.”
In the first place, could another ghost have entered my body besides Yoo Cheon-gil? I’ve never tried. I didn’t really want to.
That wasn’t something I could do to Dokjon.
“I just wanted to make a small but meaningful remark. Would you like to accept it?”
[… … .]
A look of worry appeared on the face of the one who was alone.
The answer was already decided anyway.
* * *
I left the steel mill and returned to my quarters.
To my surprise, it was already night outside.
It’s not quite night, but the sun is starting to set.
I felt like a lot of time had passed, but I never thought the sun had set.
I looked at it and ruffled my hair.
“Ah.”
It’s not that I regret wasting time.
I did that because I was annoyed by the nagging.
“… … I tried not to do it.”
In this life.
At least in this life, I decided not to do anything stupid even if it meant I would die.
I couldn’t stand it anymore and just screamed.
“I should have just stayed still.”
Whether Dang Ye-ran is good or bad.
I had to just check the results without interfering.
Dokjon’s request is also to encourage Dang Yeran to repair the sword.
I didn’t mean to help her succeed.
“X-god… … .”
I came out uselessly.
I can’t help but swear.
‘Why on earth did you do that?’
It would have been fine if he had just stayed quiet, but why did he do that?
When I think about the reason, it wasn’t anything special.
‘Because it looks that desperate.’
The way he was concentrating, and the way he was talking to the steel mill owner.
I’m happy to try to accomplish anything, no matter how far away it may be.
It’s admirable that he didn’t show any sign of exhaustion despite sweating so much.
There was a reason for that.
Probably the biggest reason here.
“… … That old man is the problem.”
It was the only one.
“Why do you have to look at me like that?”
The problem was the way he looked at Dang Ye-ran.
Those eyes that were looking at Dang Ye-ran with concentration.
‘That’s like.’
Because she’s like the grandmother who saw me in my past life, right before she died.
Why did you think of that?
So I did it.
‘It’s like a life-size statue.’
He clicked his tongue and bit his lip.
“Oh my.”
I don’t know anymore.
I did everything I could.
I would like to watch it till the end, but I don’t know when it will end.
‘It’s just a nuisance if you stay there any longer.’
I think it would be best to step aside for now.
Besides, this side also had its own work to do.
If it were original, no, even just this morning, I really didn’t want to do something dirty.
“… … You’re provoking me for no reason.”
Seeing Dang Ye-ran move so tenaciously, I felt like I had to work hard for no reason.
Whatever it is.
“Phew.”
I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes.
My body slowly loses strength.
When I opened my eyes again.
I was entering a pure white world.
“… … .”
As soon as I saw it, I felt uncomfortable.
It was even more so because the future was drawn ahead.
As I turn my head, I see a sword stuck in front of me.
“okay.”
I saw it, went over to it, and pulled it out.
“… … Let’s try it somewhere.”
As soon as I pulled out my sword, a rock and a man appeared in front of me.
My heart is pounding.
My heart was like that when I saw the man’s eyes.
Fear set in.
My back, butt, and butt are all full of strength.
He asked with all his might, holding the sword in his hand.
“… … I have a question. Hey, this time, how many-”
I couldn’t finish speaking.
“-Are you alive?”
Because he died while spitting out words.
“What the f*ck.”
The curse is pouring out.
I didn’t even realize when I died.
I just noticed that the perspective has changed.
The rock and the man appear again.
“… … You have such a bad temper.”
Last time, we were able to have a conversation at least.
This time, it seemed impossible that I would spend my adolescence like X.
“… … Oh my.”
I exhaled and confirmed it.
“This night is going to be a long one.”
Until this dream comes to an end.
I think it’s going to take a lot longer than last time.
With that in mind, he raised his sword towards the man and spoke.
“Come in.”
As always.
I was confident in my ability to endure and memorize things, even if it meant I would.
like that.
In the white night, I came face to face with countless deaths.
* * *
Tit! Tit!
I can hear birds chirping.
I opened my eyes when I heard that sound.
“… … .”
I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling.
“ah-“
After speaking, he touched his neck.
It was awkward to talk.
“iced coffee.”
After that, I tried to speak once or twice more.
“under.”
Unable to hold it in, he laughed and said.
“I’m awake. I’m going to sell this X.”
I won.
