Chapter 968 – 968. Teacher’s Heart (2)
Siete’s sword was still fast.
And it is very sophisticated.
He still has no hesitation in aiming for the opponent’s neck and is extremely fierce.
Even if it is the student who taught him the sword.
No. It’s not like that.
Siete was confident.
I am confident that if it is Eunhyeon, he will respond even if a critical point is attacked without hesitation.
[Arms of God]
[Aegis]
And that was what Siete was waiting for.
Eunhyeon confirmed that Siete was smiling.
As soon as he realized that he was smiling, as if he was happy that he had led this trend, Eunhyeon felt shocked.
Siete’s sword path, confirmed through ‘insight,’ made me feel something different from usual.
“… !”
Dangerous.
What I felt was definitely not an illusion.
The feeling of discomfort that the goddess’s shield, which boasts absolute defense, might be helplessly broken through.
And that sense of discomfort suddenly penetrated Eunhyeon’s body into reality.
Damn it!
As expected, it was not an illusion.
The moment Siete’s sword touched.
The intangible shield, which had no form, began to lose its effectiveness as the power of the goddess was cut off.
The Aegis is broken.
There was no time to be disturbed by that fact.
Eunhyeon was suddenly holding Geumwol and Eunwol in both hands.
Kaaaaang!
As he was aiming for the nape of her neck, he struck away Shite’s blade.
Was it sincere?
There was no point in thinking about such things now.
We are already far past the stage of assessing and understanding each other’s capabilities and supporting each other.
Eunhyeon and Siete already knew each other too well to go through that process.
‘Are you going to keep doing that?’
It seemed as if Siete was asking a question with her eyes.
‘… If I say so, I mean it.’
Beyond the gap between teacher and student, that is the real face of each other as prosecutors.
Is it because I saw Eunhyun’s determined face?
Siete laughed.
At the same time, even though Eunhyeon’s fierce blow was aimed at her vital spot, she had the face of a woman filled with extreme joy.
She is a woman who feels ecstatic joy in this situation.
It was the height of contradiction that could arise because she was a swordsman who loved the sword.
If anyone else had seen it, it was a crazy idea that they would have called her crazy, but in Eunhyun’s eyes, it seemed different.
‘Amazing.’
‘Beautiful.’
She wonders if she, too, is crazy to think that way.
‘… Shit. Did that bastard do something to me?’
-Master’s sword is very beautiful.
The more Siete studied, thought about, and pondered her swordsmanship, the more she felt her respect and intense feelings for her, another Eunhyeon had said.
It is said that what is left behind by someone who has reached the extreme of human limitations is worthy of being called art.
And she was secretly surprised that her Eunhyun was now having the same thoughts as another Eunhyeon.
Beautiful.
Even though the tip of the blade wielded by Siete is fiercely approaching to pierce her own end, her thoughts do not change.
The posture of swinging a sword, the method of using the body to swing the upper body with force from the leg supporting the floor.
A technique that reaches a far-off level, putting all the power and speed on the blade while maintaining undisturbed balance.
The very limit of ‘martial arts’ that can be experienced with the body.
Siete’s talent and swordsmanship skills, which were only revealed at this stage, were beyond Eunhyeon’s imagination.
That’s why it’s beautiful.
I am fascinated.
It was almost as if someone, another Eunhyun, had brainwashed him by breathing those emotions into his mind.
‘No. No. ‘It’s not like that.’
He is also himself.
Although his experiences were different and the quality and density of the hardships he experienced were different, his thoughts about what he saw, heard, and felt could not have been different.
When it came to seeing and feeling Siete’s sword, there was only one reason why Eunhyeon’s feelings were different from those of another Eunhyeon.
It was his level.
It is like not being able to gauge the height of a tall skyscraper from the ground with your foot on the ground, but being able to gauge the height of each other from a place located on the same line.
Her sword, which can only be seen when she is in the same position as Eunhyeon, is as beautiful as he said.
The point where the tip of the blade was pointed created a sword wind that seemed to emit the scent of plum blossoms, threatening Eunhyeon’s neck.
Kaaaaang!
Eunhyeon received Siete’s sword and counterattacked at the same time.
Is it possible to show such great things and not do anything?
I wanted to repay you.
That’s why Eunhyeon also attacked Siete with sincerity.
Kaaaaang!
“Haha!”
At Eunhyeon’s counterattack, which aimed for her vital spot without hesitation, Siete burst out laughing.
If he had been delayed just a little, his throat would have been pierced and he would have died.
But Siete didn’t care at all.
Just as Eunhyeon was amazed when she saw Shite’s sword, she was busy admiring Eunhyeon’s fiercely stabbing sword.
“Okay. It’s you. “It was you.”
Siete realized.
She lived her whole life wielding her sword, always willing to see the end she could reach with her own sword.
But she couldn’t see the end.
Even though she was evaluated and recognized as the best among humans as a swordsman, she could not be satisfied.
It was not the end of her swordsmanship that Siete had thought.
It was just her own limitations.
In the end, she ended her life unable to see the end and overcome her human limitations.
What was lacking?
What she needed was to overcome the limit that she could never overcome, no matter how hard she tried and thought about it.
Isn’t it because there was no swordsman of the same level as himself who didn’t collapse even though he gave everything he had?
It is not simply a fight based on the premise of death to take each other’s life, but a fight of exchange where each other’s skills and capabilities are clashed and each other’s growth is encouraged.
Siete sensed that she was truly beginning to see a path that would lead her to the end she longed for.
“Show me more.”
“Yes.”
Eunhyeon answered briefly.
Because that was enough.
She swung her sword towards Siete.
Kaaaaang!
Every time the two swords clashed, a terrifying shock wave was scattered and a tremendous sword wind blew in all directions.
The magic power scattered in all directions due to the clash of sword energy splits the ground and tears through the bushes.
Dozens of slashes struck in succession in an instant, causing the ground to tremble and the air to tremble.
Without even giving them time to breathe properly, the two continue to attack each other fiercely while breathing heavily.
A breathtaking battle continued without one side being superior.
Siete’s sword strike was very harsh.
However, it is also true that the power and speed maintained by incredible balance are used to fiercely attack vital points.
The most bizarre thing was the sense of discomfort that sent out warning signals like crazy, as if pricking Eunhyeon’s instincts with a needle.
Siete’s swordsmanship seen through ‘insight’ was not simply harsh.
‘… Is this direct death?’
It is not simply an attack on a vital point.
For Siete, her mind’s eye was clearly seeing something special that was not visible to the ordinary human eye.
Eunhyeon didn’t even know what it was.
She must be seeing the providence of a different world from the mind’s eye that she opened.
Even though they had the same mind, there was a big difference between Eunhyeon’s ‘insight’ and Siete’s ‘direct death.’
Eunhyeon wanted the ability to analyze and determine her opponent’s power, strength, and abilities, so she developed her mind’s eye into insight.
Siete, on the other hand, developed her direct attack by wanting an extreme slash that could cut anything beyond her limits or constraints.
Being able to cut anything means that anything can cause the opponent to die.
Immediately Te was not giving her all right now.
Isn’t this a truly terrifying power?
Perhaps, ‘Eunhyeon’s death’ is visible in Siete’s eyes.
“Are you afraid?”
Did he realize what Eunhyeon was thinking?
Siete asked.
Eunhyeon smiled and answered.
“It can’t possibly be like that.”
Eunhyun was already familiar with this level of fighting.
On the contrary, if he got scared and ran away, Te would be disappointed.
From the beginning, Siete’s sword had no life.
Her unforgiving skill was evident in her attacks aimed at her vital points, but she truly had no intention of killing herself.
It’s contradictory.
Because Eun-hyeon’s death was already visible in her mind’s eye.
If he wanted to, he could truly let Eunhyun die.
“Now let’s get real.”
Kaaaaang!
“Well, I haven’t turned on half the power yet.”
“Hmph, me too. “I didn’t even pay half of it.”
Neither of them gave their all.
Although Siete had the upper hand due to the difference in her skills, Eunhyeon made up for her shortcomings through her insight and countered her attacks.
Siete’s direct fire was excellent at destroying external human abilities, such as Eunhyeon’s Aegis, but it was extremely ineffective in a fight based on non-lethal combat, where only each other’s capabilities and skills were clashed.
The fight was not biased towards one side and continued endlessly with fierce encounters.
However, it is inevitable that there will be winners and losers.
If the skill and technical capabilities of each person were similar, the next difference between victory and defeat was the limitations of the physical and mental power of the human body.
“Tsk… !”
Siete was the first to reach that limit.
Kaaaaang!
The balance of power and speed contained at the tip of the blade was subtly shaken.
Siete’s body and mind could not withstand the fierce battle that lasted for several hours.
Siete’s body is a strong body that was reborn as a white ghost thanks to the power of Erin, but it is a body created based on the specifications of a human body.
Unlike Eunhyeon, who achieved a complete metamorphosis with the Philosopher’s Stone and Illyana’s efforts, Siete’s body as a white ghost was an unstable metamorphosis that pushed the limits of the human category to the limit.
“Not yet, not yet… !”
Siete clenched her teeth and desperately tried to hold back all the fatigue from her mind and body.
Fun.
This moment of sword competition with Eunhyeon.
She desperately wished that this moment would never end, as she continued to pour everything of herself and push herself to the limit.
I couldn’t compromise with reality, thinking that this wasn’t the end, that there would be another chance next time.
There is only now.
That’s why she desperately struggled to escape her own limitations.
Even though his entire body was wet with sweat and his body became as heavy as a thousand pounds due to accumulated fatigue, Siete’s blade did not lose its sharpness.
Truly terrifying persistence.
Kaaaaang!
But Siete was defeated.
Siete’s blade, which collided with Eunhyeon’s sword, could not withstand the impact and bounced upward.
A complete defeat as her physical strength and spirit reached their limits, as she no longer had the strength to hold a sword.
“Under…”
As a prosecutor, it was my first defeat.
It wasn’t a bad feeling to experience my first defeat in a battle between swordsmen competing with each other’s skills and abilities, rather than a fierce battle for survival against a demon.
Is it because it is her own student, Eunhyeon, or is it because of this feeling as a woman that swells in her chest?
I couldn’t figure it out.
But one thing was certain.
“Now, I can’t do it without you.”
This joy, the exhilaration so strong that she forgot even her fatigue and time, the obsession so passionate that she threw away everything, she could no longer exert it unless it was Eunhyun.
In order for her to reach the end of her swordsmanship that she wanted to see, she desperately needed Eunhyun to take her there.
Letting go of her sword, she slowly walked towards him, extending her hand, trembling from fatigue, towards Eunhyeon.
“Master.”
Eunhyeon hugged and supported Siete, who was staggering in danger.
At the same time, in her fading consciousness, Siete put her own heart into her mouth.
“Love.”
