Constellation of the Reverse World 116

Chapter 116 – Episode 116: The Sword That Cuts the Bridle 2

A sword that cuts through bridle.

To put it bluntly, she is from the Seonhyeopji world.
A world where Murim and Mu Gong, immortals and monsters exist.

A talented constellation that was able to survive to the end because he was the best swordsman in such a world.
It can be seen as the exact opposite of me, who survived by accident by shutting herself away.

The burning tyrant is called the best constellation in the North Continent, but
It is for the same reason that the sword that cuts through the bridle is called the strongest constellation in the East Continent.

If the burning tyrant is the commander of the space fleet and armored forces
It’s a constellation that can rival it by wearing a sword with a dagger that cuts through the bridle.

Because of that, what she said was more shocking than I thought.

“So, there is no incarnation?”

To the extent that her words stuttered her.

“That’s right. Why do we need a contract to discuss logic and compete with swords? What we need is a well-made sword and a situation where we can wield a sword, not a contract created by magic.”

The sword that cuts through the bridle does not lead a single incarnation.
There are no points earned through the activities of incarnations, nor the power to purchase with points.
He only possesses one swordsmanship that he has trained since his previous life his.

With that alone, she has the name of being the strongest on the continent.

“This continent is a truly beautiful place. Even at this academy, old women from their previous lives will come running with their eyes open and grabbing their crotch to become my disciple. I feel the future is really bright. Except for my swordsmanship, I’m close to black eyes, but there must be a lot of talented people on that side.”

“By the way, the treatment story…?”

But that explains how great a constellation the sword that cuts the bridle is.
Didn’t she tell me that she had only one purpose for coming to me : the healing of her disciple her?

“I finally got a disciple.”

The sword that cuts through the bridle of messing with the cleanly emptied teacup continues to speak with difficulty.

She had many disciples instead of her incarnations, but she was strictly not her real disciples of her.
She said she taught her her various weapon skills, including her swordsmanship her, that she knew of her her, but that was not her her sword her.

Is it the difference between those who just taught what they know and those who teach their skills?
The martial arts mindset is a bit difficult to understand.

“She was a truly brilliantly gifted child. That made me greedy, yes, a little greedy, yes.”

To sum up her explanation of her, I could reduce it to just one word.

Spirit of Fire

A sword that cuts through the bonds of greed because it recruited students who were so talented.
She judged that her student had the same talent as herself, and tried to give her all of herself.
As a result, the disciple who did not meet the expectations of the sword that cuts through the bridle fell into the mastery of magic.

Distorted image and broken heart, turning into a madman
In a way, it is a mental illness, and in a way, it can be seen as a disease of the soul.

“Even if the disciple acted as he pleased and got angry, it would be my fault as a teacher. But since my disciple went away because of my greed, it is indescribably devastating. Please, can you fix it?”

A swordsman who commanded the world with a sword
The constellation that was called the best on the continent and had a reputation
It seemed that there was no way to deal with the heart that dwelled in the heart of the disciple.

Heck, can a UFC world champion beat cancer cells with a nuclear punch?

“I’ll have to try, but…”

I would like to guarantee that I would know the beauty of a woman crying earnestly, but there was something I had to think about.
What we’ve treated so far is patients with trauma and soldiers with PTSD.
In terms of ratio, the majority of soldiers suffered from PTSD at a level of 5:95 beyond 1:9.

Our method of treatment is to take away the nightmare.
To be precise, it is to erase the ‘fear’ embedded in the realm of unconsciousness.
It’s easy if you just listen to it, but since it touches the human spirit, it takes a lot more power than you think.

For example, let’s say there is a soldier who is afraid of the roar and explosions of the battlefield.
Then, after wrapping it in a magical veil, erase the cause of your fear from your memory.
The exaggerated memory disappears, and the healed soldier can say, ‘It wasn’t a big deal’ and pass it over lightly.
It’s not a big deal, but strictly speaking, it’s a task to distort the memories of soldiers or incarnations and obliterate some of their emotions.

It is a situation where Kim Ha-eun, who is full of talent, is doing well on her own.
If you get sprained even slightly in an accident, you’ll find an emotionless killing machine like you’d only see in a cartoon.
The result will be like the former incarnation of an idiot who lost all his memories of him.

And one more thing.

‘Is the magic spell a nightmare?’

Roughly speaking, he was training his soul in the way of Seonhyeop knowledge, but his mind was ruined because he was caught in magic.
Even nightmares are dreamed by intelligent beings, unless they feel emotions because their minds are already broken?
What if we become idiots and have no fears we need to get rid of?

What we are doing is removing fear, not restoring a broken soul perfectly.

“But, please. This is the only way.”

Soon after, a woman in a wheelchair enters her room her.
Unusually, her hands and feet her are tied with the straitjacket seen in horror movies.
In addition, three people pushing wheelchairs were also wearing swords at their waists.
At the same time, I feel the sensation I felt on the playground again.

‘Is this life?’

It’s not just the level where the wrists are tied.
Shiny metal rings that fasten the back of the hand, wrist, lower arm, elbow, and upper arm.
Likewise, under the neck and chest, stomach and waist, legs, thighs and knees are tightly tied.
Unlike the sword that cuts the bridle of his master his, his chest his was big, so he looked a little lascivious, but-

‘I’m out of breath…’

Mixed with the scattered hair, bloody eyes, and the sound of chewing on the gag.
Far from lustful, she almost threw herself under the table this time.

The sword that cuts the bridle realized my mistake and immediately reduced its energy, but
You can’t expect such kind consideration from a person who is caught in a drunken spell and tied up in a cage.

“Ah, oh my… I almost made the same mistake again.”

It only took a few seconds for the sword that cut through the bridle I muttered quietly to block my way with a big sleeve.
This time, my eyes are stinging, and instead of the sweet taste of milk tea, I feel the fishy smell of blood in my mouth.
Lee Ha-rin isn’t a body type either, so she leans against the back of my chair with her wobbly legs.

To confirm, Kim Ha-eun will do better than me.
I tapped the back of Lee Ha-rin’s hand her, which was placed on the back of her chair her, and her pale complexion her looked down at me.
I have the experience of rolling down the gutter, but Lee Ha-rin is literally a flower in a greenhouse.
No, there are a lot of events that her family has been through to say that she is a flower in the greenhouse, but …

“What are you doing?”

It seems that the usual quick-wittedness has disappeared, perhaps because it has been exposed to raw living.

“Could you contact Ha-eun to come here?”

It was a situation we met on the way to ask for a smartphone.
If you stretch the thread of magic long enough, you can send messages even outside the sanctuary.
The crystal of science, the smartphone, is faster than the sloppy message magic I use.

The first constellation on the continent has descended directly, but there is no way Kim Ha-eun will not notice.
Since it is buried between patients and servants, it can be seen as a place where people go around the most.
Kim Ha-eun, who ran straight to her text message her, looks at her woman her, who is tied to her wheelchair her.

“Uh, this… It must be a bit difficult.”

Kim Ha-eun and Kim Ha-eun, who covered her whole body with a shield of magical power like a bulletproof vest, no, like a protective clothing.
A female disciple who reacts sensitively to magical power and chews on the gag like a beast.
I felt a little sorry for the way he spoke while scratching the back of his head
The feeling of the sword cutting through the bridle seemed a little sharper than mine.

“Difficult, doesn’t that mean there’s a way out?”

“Yes, I think it’s possible. It’ll take a while, and there are risks.”

She kicks off the table and grabs Kim Ha-eun’s hands.
Aside from the appearance of the female disciple who became calm like Yellowy in front of the salesman as the sword that slashed the bridle approached.
Kim Ha-eun, who says that she can treat up to the main fire, looks at me with her sneaky look at her.

At this timing, me?

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Yes, it doesn’t seem like an ordinary trauma. I can’t lightly press it out with magical power like other patients, but I think I’ll have to go in myself…”

Kim Ha-eun is superior to me in both quantity and quality of magical power, but
The big difference between the half-dreamer incarnation and the dream constellation still exists.

The difference between the fine control of magical powers and whether or not you can enter a dream directly.
Does it mean that I, rather than Kim Ha-eun, have to take the initiative to resolve the issue of Juhwa Ibma?

“While I’m outside controlling the incarnation’s body with magical power, it seems that the Constellation Master will have to deal with the dream himself and eliminate the culprit.”

While I was wondering whether or not I should explain that the female student was not an incarnation,
The sword that cuts through the bridle jumped over the table like the wind and came running to my side.
Then, he lowered his head so that his well-groomed, ebony-like hair his fluttered.

“Please! Hao. I can’t let you go like this.”

“Keep your head up.”

“Please!”

“””Please!”””

Somehow, it seems that I am becoming a saint rather than a dreamer,
If left as it is, it seems that he will not just lower his head his, but will fight his fists his.
The three people who had come in wheelchairs were already kneeling, as if they were disciples of the sword that cut through the bridle.

“Okay, I’ll try my hand, so keep your head up.”

Still, it is an incarnation recognized by the continent’s number one constellation.
If I can swallow her nightmares, it will be of great help.