Chapter 457 – 457. The Disciple’s Trial (3)
“S… Master… ?”
Eunhyun stiffened with an expression of great shock as if she had been hit hard on the head.
The voice she misses so much in her head is the voice of her teacher whom Eunhyeon had missed for 400 years.
Her body trembled just by discovering the figure of a woman who entered the two shaking eyes soon after.
Just discovering the image she thought she would never hear or see again filled Eun-hyeon’s heart with certain emotions she had been holding back until now.
Caang!
As soon as the ordeal was over, the power that was holding her sword was released as if it were discharged.
At the same time as the sword fell on the floor making a harsh metallic sound, Eun-hyeon’s body collapsed on the floor as if it had lost its pulse.
As if she still couldn’t believe the reality that had come before her eyes, Eunhyeon asked again.
“Master… ?”
“Okay.”
Siete calmly answered Eunhyeon’s call.
Eun-hyeon, who rubbed her eyes again and again to see Siete making a very satisfied face, which she hadn’t shown often in her life, put on a confused expression.
It’s a natural reaction.
She has already confirmed her death, and as her Death Knight, it is her Eunhyeon who has freed her from her miserable life.
Siete slowly waited for Eunhyeon to open her mouth.
Eventually, Eunhyun frowned.
“… Don’t play around.”
“… What?”
Eun-hyeon’s reaction to express her displeasure by frowning her face was a reaction that even Siete could not have expected.
Unable to hear Siete’s question, Eunhyeon shouted as she stared into the void.
“What kind of joke is this? No matter how much you say you’re a god, you should do your best to play with the deceased!”
That wasn’t what Siete was saying.
She must be speaking to Jupiter, who imposed an ordeal on her.
Even when Eunhyeon saw Siete, who was freed from her shadow and revealed her true form in front of her eyes, she did not believe in her manifestation.
Rather, even though her ordeal was over, she thought it was Jupiter’s wicked prank to agitate herself.
That’s why she must be angry.
Among the priests, there weren’t that many things Te taught Eun-hyeon, her pupil, during her lifetime.
However, even after her death, she did not forget that Eun-hyeon continued to hone her swordsmanship, or that she treated herself with respect, so her feelings were not so bad.
‘Guy. You were thinking of me that way…’
“If you were going to reproduce it, you should have done it right!”
“… ?”
As she was slowly approaching her disciple, whom she was able to talk to again after nearly 400 years, Siete had to stop her steps, wondering what the hell she was talking about at her Eunhyeon’s words.
“My master doesn’t laugh like that! No, he had never laughed even once in his life!”
“…”
“How could you reproduce such a fake and shamelessly insult my teacher…”
Fuck!
“Cuck!”
As if she couldn’t take it any longer, Te rushed at her Eun-hyeon and hit her fist on Eun-hyeon’s face as she knelt on her floor.
After her fight, Eun-hyeon, who was close to exhaustion both physically and mentally, could not escape Siete’s fist.
“It is you who are insulting me! You pathetic bastard!”
Hearing Shiete’s angry screams, Eunhyeon had to shake her shoulders at the ear-piercing voice she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
The teacher’s scolding, which he had to hear every time he was scolded, awakened a nostalgic sense that had been forgotten for nearly 400 years.
Even before she had time to feel the tingling sensation of the slap on her cheek, Eunhyeon had to put on a dumbfounded expression at this situation that awakened her nostalgic sense.
“Really… Master… Are you?”
“Joy.”
Siete didn’t answer, but crossed her arms and turned her head to her side.
She was already upset, and she had no desire to praise her graceful grace, which she had been honing and training her own swordsmanship for a long time.
“…”
While her mood was tightly twisted, Eun-hyeon observed Si Te’s face one by one and gradually hardened her complexion.
The more you look at it from the left and right, from the front, and the more you look at it, the more it was your own teacher.
Her face, her expression, and the spirit and emotions that flowed from each and every one of her gestures began to embed the fact that she was the one who taught her sword to her 400 years ago, deeply in her mind. .
‘… It’s a big deal.’
Eun-hyeon instinctively sensed her crisis.
Siete’s low attitude as she turns her head and snorts means that she is very uncomfortable with her present.
She learned the sword as her apprentice for a long time, and since she is a Eunhyeon who has taken care of all kinds of work under one roof, she knows the meaning of each of her actions very well.
If you don’t cheer her up now, it’s very likely that this experience will make her rake herself forever.
“Master. Really nice to see you again…”
“Joy. You’re talking to a falsely recreated fantasy as well. Really good at tricks.”
“…”
Even when I was really angry, I was really angry.
This was a catastrophe caused by Eun-hyeon’s mistake.
Who would have known that she would have the chance to see her former teacher, whom she thought she would never see again in 400 years, by chance.
It was also the case that she competed with her sword in the forest of elves, who had turned into her death knight, but Eun-hyeon felt slightly unfair that she hadn’t imagined such a case at all.
But who is she?
It is Eun-hyeon who did not give in at all even though she suffered from Illyana, who is famous for being the most picky among heroes.
Eun-hyeon spoke again to attack Siete’s iron wall, which was full of heartache.
“Master. I was really wrong.”
“…”
But Siete didn’t react at all.
Eun-hyeon felt a sense of déjà vu for the first time in nearly 400 years at Siete’s attitude, which still did not turn her head and face her.
It is the resentment that fills Eun-hyeon’s heart with longing.
“Honestly, Master was also wrong.”
“… What?”
To Eun-hyeon’s gamble to somehow see Siete’s reaction, Siete responded with a wriggling eyebrow.
It was embarrassing rather than embarrassing that he dared to blame himself.
“I never thought that I was really Master. You haven’t complimented me once before, have you?”
It has only been a few years since Eunhyeon learned the sword under Siete.
Siete’s attitude towards teaching herself without talent was very strict.
The reason why he never praised Eun-hyeon while teaching harshly was because he wanted Eun-hyeon to continue to stare at him and devote himself without falling into conceit.
I didn’t want him, who was already a sincere hard worker, to change suddenly.
Eunhyeon said she had no talent, but Siete was also the cause of her extremely low self-evaluation.
It is true that he lacked talent, but he did not correct that self-assessment.
“…”
Originally, he would have scolded Eunhyeon, saying that he was a bad boy, but after hearing Eunhyeon’s complaint, Siete couldn’t come up with anything to refute.
Eun-hyeon checked the expression of Si Te, who was at a loss for words, and raised her eyes.
‘Done.’
This was an opportunity.
“Master. How have you been… May I ask you a question?”
Shiete, whose heart had weakened little by little, opened her mouth to Eun-hyeon’s question about why she was able to exist in this divine realm and in her ordeal.
“That…”
[Let me explain that.]
It was Proserpina, one of the gods of Dodecatheon, who suddenly intruded between the master and the disciple.
As soon as Eun-hyeon finished the ordeal, he bowed his head at the figure of the goddess who appeared in front of him and Siete.
“… Long time no see.”
[Yes. You seem to be using the weapons that my husband and I gave you very well, right?]
Eun-hyeon was embarrassed by Proserpina’s meaningful question that she asked with a smile on her eyes, so she slightly turned her gaze to the side and avoided it.
‘Cornucopia’ bestowed by Proserpina to Eunhyeon is a divine weapon that generates enormous divine power in Eunhyeon’s soul, and its efficacy has a great impact on improving overall physical abilities.
The improvement of his physical ability also included the improvement of his stamina, and Proserpina teasingly pointed out that it was being used very usefully in Eun-hyeon’s night work.
“… It really helps.”
Eun-hyeon wondered if it was okay to say such a thing to the goddess, but it was none other than the goddess who brought up this embarrassing topic first.
[Okay. That’s really good news for us who provided it.]
Fortunately indeed, Proserpina paid no attention to these topics.
[Then let’s move on to the original story. Your teacher’s soul is currently remaining in the underworld.]
“To the underworld… Remnants?”
[Yes. Usually, human souls who die in the underworld are evaluated for their achievements in the underworld, and the judgment of going to heaven or hell is decided. However, I advised your master to remain in the underworld under my control.]
As a result, Siete’s soul remained in the underworld without losing her memory, allowing her to continue practicing her swordsmanship.
“That…”
Eunhyeon noticed Proserpina’s intentions.
Siete’s wish is to perfect her swordsmanship.
In a way, isn’t the place called the underworld, unrestrained by the deterioration of the body and the flow of time, more optimal than the lower world, which is obsessed with the limitations of the body, to achieve that wish?
Even Eun-hyeon, who did not know the rules or details of the underworld, could notice at a glance that the preferential treatment received by Shiete was quite unusual.
“Thank you.”
Eunhyun bowed her head.
The news that her own teacher is being treated decently in a good place and continues to devote herself to fulfilling her long-cherished dream is great news for her disciple, Eun-hyeon.
[There is no reason to be grateful to you. This is a fair reward that your teacher deserves.]
Being a teacher who raised Eun-hyeon was one of the achievements that deserved the privilege, but Eun-hyeon doesn’t know that fact.
[Then, since the ordeal is over, let your teacher take you back to the underworld.]
“Ah…”
Eunhyun sighed lightly.
It must be the teacher I met after 400 years, but I felt regret that we had to part again without being able to have a proper conversation.
[Whoops, you don’t have to make that face.]
“… What do you mean?”
[Sooner or later, we will formally invite you to the underworld. Let’s postpone the meeting with your teacher until then.]
“… I’ll be waiting for you.”
After that, Siete’s body slowly began to disappear, following Proserpina’s disappearance.
“Master. I am…”
Eun-hyeon hurriedly called for the poem, but soon he was speechless and unable to speak.
Various thoughts crossed the mind of the disciple at the unexpected and sudden reunion with the master.
It was Siete who spoke to Eun-hyeon first.
“It was great.”
“… Yes?”
“Your sword that I showed you at the last moment. It was great.”
“Ah…”
Eunhyun shook his shoulders very slightly.
Siete’s words resonated in Eunhyeon’s heart.
It was a compliment from his teacher that he had never received before.
“But it looks like you haven’t completely made it yours yet.”
“… That’s right.”
The state of the technology is nothing more than a temporary descent and reproduction of Eun-hyeon’s future memories.
Some of the memories remained in Eun-hyeon’s head after the effect of the key disappeared, and her body remembered them, but it takes a lot of time to recreate that state.
“Master. I’m still teaching Master…”
“No.”
Siete interrupted Eun-hyeon, who was seeking advice.
“I can no longer teach you the sword. The realm you showed me is certainly not the one I attained with my sword.”
He only referenced his own sword as a sample, and that sword was not Siete’s own sword, but Eun-hyeon’s sword.
“You are no longer my disciple.”
“Ah…”
Siete’s body was gradually disappearing, and only the upper body remained.
The fact that the priest-teacher relationship was denied meant that Siete now recognized Eun-hyeon as a good swordsman.
At the fact that he was recognized for the amount of time he had earned through his hard work in 400 years, Eunhyeon lost his words and shuddered.
“The next time we meet, it would be nice if we could meet as swordsmen and swordsmen instead of a master and disciple relationship.”
Not as a teacher-teacher relationship, but as a prosecutor and prosecutor.
Those words made Eunhyun’s heart overflow.
