Chapter 210 – Chapter 52. Back to the Capital.
Long, untrimmed hair, a shaggy beard, and a shabby appearance. However, even with that pitiful appearance, his eyes, cold as ice and sharp as knives, stood out.
At first, the gatekeeper agonized over whether to just send this beggar-like man away, but he still thought that a real beggar had come here, so he put a message inside along with the envelope he had given him.
But after a while, the janitor rushed out and saw the other person and suddenly fell flat on his face.
“Your Excellency!”
“Long time no see, Durka.”
“You can’t imagine how much I looked forward to seeing you again.”
“Wake up.”
Durka got up from her seat and politely grasped the middle-aged man’s outstretched hand.
“You have a nice face. The new owner of the mansion seems to like it.”
“He is a respectable person. Have you heard the rumor?”
“I heard a lot. So, I was curious, so I wanted to take a look at your face.”
“Welcome in.”
The two passed through the front door side by side and entered the mansion. Durka quickly told the messenger to bring the warrior Kang Ji-hyeok. While waiting in the drawing room, the man looked around the garden with his hands behind his back.
Then Durka asked his man.
“How much are you in the capital?”
“Well… Has it been ten years? This is the first time since I left to meet the Kurdish old man.”
“There are many people who miss you, Your Excellency.”
“… Missing an ugly guy with no sense of responsibility.”
The man had a sad look. … In fact he had long missed his old teammates too. Still, they were precious colleagues who were like family for many years.
It’s already been ten years since I left the capital to see the end of the sword. In the end, I couldn’t achieve everything I intended and came back, but it felt really good to come back to my hometown.
He heard many rumors while wandering the continent. In particular, there were so many rumors about Kang Ji-hyeok, the warrior who appeared like a god this time, that it hurt my ears.
“… What kind of man is he?”
It was a question with the subject omitted, but Durka immediately understood and answered it from the old master.
“He is a very dear Kurdish elder.”
“Old man? … Is that tidy?”
Durka smiled faintly.
“You will know when you meet him.”
The man didn’t ask any more. Isn’t there a saying that it’s better to see once than hear a hundred times?
Soon after, a young man entered the parlor. As soon as he saw this shabby-looking man, his eyes widened in amazement. The middle-aged man sensed that he knew him from the look in Kang Ji-hyeok’s eyes.
“It’s an honor to meet you, old Geralt.”
Second rank S-class, Hero Geralt raised and lowered the corner of his mouth slightly. In the first place, he was a great man who was far from laughing. The cold looking face had no expression to the point of being cold.
“Nice to meet you, Warrior Kang Ji-hyeok.”
Durka, the caretaker, said that she would step aside for a while and left the drawing room. Soon, only two men were left in the drawing room.
“How are you doing all this way?”
“I just came. There are so many rumors about you. … I am a human too, so I was curious.”
“… Honestly, it was so sudden…”
As soon as Jihyeok saw Geralt, he was really surprised inside. Suddenly I wonder why this person is here.
In fact, he had expected that the encounter with this cold-blooded man would be sometime in the future. It was because he had a strong sense of wanderlust and was very indifferent to worldly affairs.
“I’m sorry for visiting without saying anything. However, since I am also a wanderer, there was no way I could contact you.”
“No, that’s no problem at all. … I just never expected that the elderly would visit.”
The two looked at each other for a moment without speaking.
Second in S rank, the hero Geralt called the great genius of the century—-.
Before Jihyeok appeared, he was the one who set a record of passing a whopping 50 points in the hero test, and was a genius warrior among geniuses who achieved C, B, A, and S ranks in the shortest period of time. … Of course, all those records were broken with Jihyeok’s appearance.
It was clear that he, too, was curious about this amazing genius who broke all the records he had set. If it wasn’t for that, there’s no way it would come out of nowhere like this.
Geralt began examining Jihyeok from head to toe with sharp eyes. It was similar to the gaze of a connoisseur examining a work of art meticulously.
Jihyeok also stood still without saying anything and waited patiently for Geralt’s emotions to end. … The reason he came here was obvious. What could be the reason why Geralt, the most terrible training maniac on the continent, came here spending his precious time!
Geralt, who had been looking at Jihyeok for a while, made an expression that didn’t seem to understand.
“Hey, how old are you this year?”
“It’s been a while since I turned thirty.”
“… Thirty?”
There were so many years buried in the momentum that radiated for a barely thirty. So much so that I can’t understand…
Geralt, who has watched and fought countless strong people for a long time, has discovered one single law that cannot be disobeyed, regardless of whether it is strong or weak.
That is, no one can cheat time—.
Cheating on time wasn’t just about being young or old. It was like a trace of the years of long agony. Even if it is said that Jihyeok is an unprecedented genius, the weight of his worries clearly differs over time. And Geralt had never seen it go wrong.
However, Jihyeok was different. He had just turned thirty, and he felt as if he were looking at a huge old tree, not the green of a tree that was just growing. He was obviously the first person Geralt had ever seen.
… Did old Kurdish feel the same way…
To be honest, it was strange that I wasn’t interested. I feel like I’ve been through the wind and waves for a long time even though I’m young. It was to greet the heyday of the body and spirit at the same time. … And doesn’t that conform to the most ideal human image?
Of course, it was still only a superficial understanding, but Geralt still had a strange certainty that he couldn’t explain.
It was a feeling I had experienced for the first time in my life. … He used to think rumors were unbelievable, but his thoughts changed a bit here.
He said, “I heard he uses a sword…”
“Yes.”
“Can I take a look?”
“Of course.”
Geralt wanted to observe Jihyeok more closely. Usually, strong men have their lives in their martial arts, so Geralt thought of taking a look at Ji-hyeok’s life once again in his swordsmanship.
Jihyeok went back to his office, took his sword, and headed to the backyard. There were women training there. When Jihyeok asked Mahushu and Sally to step aside for a moment, they readily gave them space. Geralt looked at the backs of the two departing warriors and nodded lightly.
“The warrior’s future is bright.”
“You are our future.”
“I am the future. My time is over I’m dying with the Kurdish old man.”
“The old man didn’t think so.”
“Stop talking nonsense. Come on, show me the sword.”
Geralt did not become a hero for justice, but a person who became a hero just to meet strong people. Of course, the focus of my life has changed a bit now, but it doesn’t mean that the justice that didn’t exist just pops up. … Still, he was determined to do his part one last time before his retirement.
Hearing Geralt’s request, Jihyeok drew his sword and took a deep breath before slowly swinging it. Geralt, an S-rank 2nd rank trainee, kept his eyes wide open and watched them intently without missing a single one. The expression of the middle-aged man watching it was as cold as ice.
… Also.
As expected, Jihyeok’s swordsmanship had something that transcended time. It was a gap that Geralt could neither understand nor explain. Wasn’t he, too, an ignorant naked man when he was Ji-hyeok’s age?
What kind of life did this stranger live in the original world?
Geralt was excited all over again for the first new person he had encountered in his life. Of course, it was not sexual excitement, but excitement about the birth of a legendary figure who would make a mark in history. … Kurdish old man’s discernment was as expected.
He just couldn’t stand it. Although he is now in his 50s, the fighting spirit that boils whenever he sees a strong man still does not seem to fade.
… In fact, it had been cold for years. Right in the ashes, the flames of fighting spirit flared up again.
Jihyeok’s swordsmanship ended after a while, and Geralt opened his mouth as if he had waited.
“Shall we share some swords?”
It was a hint of a fight, but Ji-hyeok could feel the burning fighting spirit in those words. It was so intense that even Jihyeok was attached to it.
Jihyeok smiled. … Then and now, the belligerence is still the same. Of course, the combination of talent and fighting spirit must have served as the driving force for him to rise to the position of second place in the S class.
“It is.”
Strangely, Jihyeok wasn’t very nervous. Of course, it wasn’t because Geralt was weak. … Unlike the 14th round, Jihyeok in the 15th round felt like he had become more proficient.
What? Why?
Jihyeok pondered the reason and stood facing Geralt.
He also drew his sword. As much as it is called the great genius of the century, the momentum was no less than that of the Kurdish inspiration.
If it had not been for Jihyeok’s 15 recurrences, Geralt would have never dreamed of facing him. He is truly an overwhelming genius.
However, Ji-hyeok had an experience that could overturn even that natural talent. It wasn’t that he didn’t have much talent either. Didn’t he even receive the Heavenly Demon’s recognition that he would at least be unrivaled in distance control?
“Let’s start.”
As soon as Geralt finished his words, he immediately rushed at Jihyeok. His impetuous temper was evident in his fighting style.
However, it was by no means a poor swordsmanship. As much as he is a person who aims for perfectionism, his swordsmanship was also flawless. If this was the 14th episode, I wouldn’t have been able to relax like this.
However, Ji-hyuk felt how much he had grown through this sparring. It wasn’t simply the content of fighting well and not fighting well.
What Jihyeok felt… , It was just another world.
A world he had never seen or felt before.
There, he realized that he had finally crossed a wall. While he was broken, troubled, and suffering, he must have been like that without even realizing it.
Only then did Jihyeok understand Geralt’s realm more clearly. Opponent’s attack, defense, movement, breathing… I felt all of that.
But he didn’t feel strangely happy. His feelings about enlightenment were muted. On the contrary, the higher he reached, the more contemplative he looked at himself and the world.
… Then, how unemotional is the existence of God?
Geralt was really strong. To the extent that it is difficult to compare superiority and inferiority even to the current Kurdish inspiration. … Well, a tremendous genius like Geralt wandered the continent for a long time, putting all his energy into developing the realm, and in a way, it’s a natural result.
Even Jihyeok can win if he puts all his strength into it. Maybe I should give up a limb or two…
Jihyeok guessed that Geralt might be thinking the same thing as himself. Or maybe he’s feeling empty about what he’s built so far.
The two swung their swords madly. It was like a real fight. The moment one of the two makes even the slightest mistake, it will not end at the level of simply being hurt. … But they both had no qualms about it.
Jihyeok was honestly fun. This is a real fight. He felt a thrilling pleasure from this battle-like sparring that stimulated his peripheral nerves. … Also reminds me of old memories.
Those days when he lived only by his instincts, with only his cock and balls.
A time when fighting and sex were everything.
Walking that precarious tightrope, not knowing when your neck might drop.
The fight grew more intense. As if they had promised, the two reached the climax and withdrew from each other.
The two men gasped and looked at each other for a long time.
Then, Geralt put his sword into the scabbard and reached out to Jihyeok for a handshake. Jihyeok warmly embraced the hand that his opponent had extended out to him. It felt like comrades surviving together on a bloody battlefield.
“Nice to see… Then see you next time.”
“Yes. Go carefully, old man.”
Geralt left as suddenly and as suddenly as he came. Jihyeok didn’t catch him as he left.
After a while, the princess Ganesha came to Ji-hyeok’s mansion in a huff. You must have heard the news that Geralt came here.
“What about you?”
“You are gone.”
“Where?”
“I don’t know that either.”
When Jihyeok saw the princess, he strangely felt a sexual urge. He grabbed her by the wrist and pushed her up against the wall.
Ah-. She was a little surprised that he had rarely acted so aggressively. … Of course, I don’t like this either.
He sucked her lips and tongue and massaged her breasts. And as soon as he opened her mouth, he asked.
“Can I pick it up?”
“… Huh.”
The princess pulled up her skirt without feeling ashamed and pushed her buttocks out to Ji-hyeok.
He just pushed his underwear aside and thrust his erect cock into it.
… Strangely, the feeling inside her pussy was better today.
