Chapter 1009 – 1009. The Moment I’ve Been Waiting for (4)
“I would like to reforge my master’s sword.”
“Why?”
Siete tilted her head.
I could not feel the need to re-refine the mistletoe that Eunhyeon had made.
Mistletoe was already the perfect sword for Siete in this state.
The length of the blade and the feel of the grip when held in the hand.
Not only that, every little thing, including weight, was tailored to Siete using a sword.
Is there really a need to refine it again?
In response to Siete’s question, Eunhyeon smiled and said.
“I want to help you grow stronger, Master.”
“Well. In that case, it would be better to mix swords with you more often than to reforge them…”
“No. “That’s not it.”
“What?”
“There is no point in sparring with Master anymore.”
“…”
Siete said nothing.
A certain emotion was evident in her eyes as she just stared at Eunhyeon.
“Master? Why are you like that… “Master?”
Eunhyeon realized that feeling late and was embarrassed.
Siete turned her head and turned away from Eunhyeon.
Why is she upset with herself?
“Done. There is no need to reforge the sword. “I’ll just practice on my own.”
“Yes?”
“If crossing swords with me no longer has any meaning, then I guess it can’t be helped. “I will train alone until it makes sense to you.”
“…”
Only then did Eunhyeon realize why Siete felt disappointed with him.
The time between her and her sword must have been an enjoyable time for her as a swordsman, but she was so disappointed that she judged it as meaningless.
‘No. Is this person really…’
Eunhyeon was shocked.
I never thought I would feel sad about something like this.
She had never thought about it.
For Eunhyeon, Siete, the teacher who taught her the sword, was always the best swordsman with dignity.
But before she was a prosecutor, she was a lover and a woman.
“Master. “Are you upset?”
I sulked very easily.
“…”
Siete flinched for a moment at Eunhyeon’s question, but she did her best to ignore it.
“Master. “Please look at me.”
“… Joy.”
It was only after he hugged her body and comforted her as she forcibly turned her back on him that she began to feel better little by little.
“I didn’t mean it that way.”
“… Then?”
Eunhyeon, with her bitter smile, explained to Siete how she would reforge her sword.
“Master, your magical power is somewhat special due to Erin’s Night Journey.”
“Yes.”
A living human body reconstructed with the magical power of the divine beast and the divine power of the goddess.
Currently, the magical power within Siete’s body was purer and contained a greater amount of power than that of ordinary humans.
Of course, she was bound to be stronger than she was once she died.
As her basic physical abilities were also greatly improved, the sword made from the divine iron Orichalcon, taking that into account, was Mistletoe.
It was incomprehensible to the siete that she would re-smelt the mistletoe that had been so perfectly tailored and perfected for her.
There are no noticeable flaws, so there are no corners to improve, so why am I refining the sword again?
It’s not that I was negative about Eunhyeon’s suggestion, but it was more of a question that came to mind because I didn’t feel the need for it.
“Master. What kind of sword is Erin’s Levantein?”
“Hmm?”
For a moment, I couldn’t understand the intention of the question.
However, when asked with a serious expression, Siete also put aside her doubts and expressed what she was thinking.
“It’s a great sword.”
That was an honest impression.
Forged for Erin as in her own case, the Levantene is the ultimate sword, bringing out the abilities of her master Erin at more than twice her original level.
Siete was sure that there was probably no other swordsman other than Erin who could wield that sword.
“Master, do you think Erin’s Levante is doing her job as her sword properly?”
“With a sword… Hmm. Is that something like that?”
Siete realized the meaning of what Eunhyeon was trying to say.
Erin’s Rapier, the Levantean, is certainly a great sword, but it is not a weapon made primarily for simply slashing and stabbing enemies.
To be precise, rather than its performance as a ‘sword’, it is a weapon that pays more attention to its magical characteristics that can fully contain and handle the magical power of Erin’s divine beast.
To be exact, it is closer to a ‘magic sword’ designed to perfectly bring out the power of Erin’s physical swordsmanship and her magical witchcraft at the same time.
“…”
Eventually, Gosie Te frowned slightly at her.
“Are you really telling me to use unusual powers like magic like that kid?”
“Haha, no way.”
Eunhyeon burst out laughing and denied Siete’s guess.
“Because Master doesn’t use magic or anything like that.”
The fighting style that uses magic and swordsmanship at the same time is Erin’s unique method that only Erin can use.
It does not fit at all with Siete’s method, which specializes only in swordsmanship.
“… Then?”
“I plan to reforge it into a sword that can better contain the master’s magic.”
It is not simply about concentrating magical energy on the blade to create sword energy and maximizing its attack power.
Siete seemed to have something on her mind.
“Like the kid wearing a blue flame on the blade of his rapier?”
“Yes. When I said ‘it is meaningless,’ I meant that Master’s swordsmanship already had little room for further growth in terms of technology.”
Therefore, she thought about ways to increase her power in other ways.
Siete’s swordsmanship was already perfected.
She accepted Eunhyeon’s advice and reached the realm of her immortality, thereby opening her ‘heart’s eye’ and awakening her eyes to see ‘direct death.’
Her sword had no more room to grow upwards.
Therefore, she thought about ways to increase her power in other ways.
“The demons we will fight in the future are too irrational to deal with with swordsmanship alone.”
It is too unreasonable to deal with them using only the skills and techniques that humans can display.
Physical ability, magical power, and perhaps even the experience of living in a life-threatening battle.
“…”
This was the part that Siete knew best.
Even though she overpowered her opponent with her skill and technique, using her sword skills to cut down her opponent, Siete was defeated due to the differences between the races of humans and demons that were established from her birth.
It was an extremely unreasonable and bitter defeat.
Siete didn’t really like Eunhyeon’s proposal.
“I know. Master’s thoughts too. “What you want to prove is that you defeated the opponent you once defeated using only your swordsmanship.”
That’s why, if the fight at that time were to be established again, didn’t they promise that no one would come forward?
“But Master. I also hope that Master wins. I hope you don’t go away like that anymore and stay safe and by my side. So, I continue to think hard about ways to make Master grow even more than he is now.”
It was Eunhyeon’s heart that could not let Siete go once again.
A feeling that cannot be tolerated, both as a student and as a lover, after losing a helpless teacher.
Eunhyeon hugged Siete’s body from behind and asked for her.
“Won’t you trust me and entrust me with the sword?”
“… “Isn’t this the sword you made in the first place?”
Siete could not refuse Eunhyeon’s request.
In return, I asked for one favor.
“After refining the sword, let’s compete with me.”
Eunhyeon burst out laughing when she saw Xie Te, whose ears were turning red and unable to make eye contact with her.
The feminine side of my teacher, who was always dignified and calm, was quite lovely and delicate.
“Shall we spend the day like that?”
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Siete’s magical sword energy contained in the mistletoe, or Mystil Thane’s blade, was a cold chill that froze those around her.
As it was resurrected by the power of the Hundred Ghosts of Night, the beautifully sculpted cold flowers, in contrast to the blue flames that emit intense heat like Erin’s, flutter around, dropping the surrounding temperature to below zero.
Why did Siete’s magical power have a chill that was contrary to Erin’s fox fire, which was the basis for her resurrection?
It is the result of the magical characteristics of Siete’s original body and soul interacting with the magical power of the divine beast of the Hundred Ghosts of Night, and the effect is amplified.
In addition, the cold sword energy formed in this way adds the characteristic of freezing everything it cuts down.
Even if it is a non-existent soul.
Damn it!
Her frozen head splits and fragments fall to the floor.
Gusion’s fists, which almost hit Siete’s face at any moment, hardened like a plaster statue, but began to tremble as the game began.
The moment Siete’s sword strike split Gu Sion’s body, she froze that body.
With the demonic soul residing in her body.
But nonetheless.
Coo coo coo coo!
Gusion did not die a perfect death.
The violent vibrations that began to ring did not originate from the ground.
To be precise, the cross section of Gusion that had been frozen due to the aftermath of Siete’s sword attack violently vibrated.
As if she was struggling to survive.
Eventually, sections of Gu Shion’s body, which had been split and frozen by the sword strike, were broken and her original appearance was restored.
“To this extent… !”
The demonic voice that shouted from her split head was grotesque.
A strange voice that cracks and leaks, as if the vocal cords, the vocal organs that produce human voices, have been damaged.
Even after receiving that sword strike, Gusion was still alive.
This was true even though he suffered near-fatal damage and even though part of his soul was damaged by Siete’s sword strike.
He forcibly awakens the frozen body and soul by beating and vibrating them, and extends his fist towards the enemy.
Even if he dies in this fight, even if it is his last, Gusion will not stop punching, a fighting instinct that borders on madness that Gusion has as a devil.
It was the monster’s will to continue the fierce fight and accept that ‘death’ after being defeated, even though it was being driven to the edge of ‘death’.
Gu Sion, who did not break his will until the very last moment, gathered all his remaining strength and swung his fist at Siete.
The devil’s fist, which boasted of its terrifying mass and speed and tried to tear the air and crush everything it collided with, had suddenly lost more than half of its power due to freezing.
There was no way Siete could face such an attack.
[Siete Swordsmanship]
[White Snow Flower]
The petals were scattered.
The petals that fill the sky are cold petals created by frozen moisture in the air.
Dozens of thin solid lines were drawn on Gusion’s fists along with a strong gust of wind that scattered flower petals.
Damn it!
Suddenly, her frozen six pairs of arms fell to the floor.
“After…”
Siete exhaled softly as he placed the mistletoe into his scabbard.
Maybe it was because the temperature around him had dropped sharply, but the sigh that came out of his mouth was foggy.
“You won.”
It was a complete victory.
A complete victory of his own, different from the bitter defeats of the past.
However, upon achieving that victory, Te could not feel any sense of accomplishment or intense joy at having achieved her revenge and long-held wish.
Because there was something more important to her right now.
The image of Eunhyeon and the other wives who had gone before came to mind.
“I’ll go right away.”
