The Thousand-Slayer Swordsman Association-Episode 14
〈 14Episode 〉 Village leader Kang-ho's first appearance, and the seductress (8）
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The moment increases infinitely.
For Mok Riwon, it was a moment that had no choice but to say that..
The sword cuts through the human skin and muscles beneath it..
The moment I felt the sensation of my bones being torn apart, my metabolism accelerated beyond the normal range and created that phenomenon..
Mok Ri-won's pupils narrowed to the limit and stared at the fresh blood blooming in the air..
Then there was a reaction.
thud.
my heart was racing.
The tip of the sword trembles only after it is too late.
My breathing becomes rapid and an electric current pulsates through my spine..
Suppress your greed.
‘control.’
These were sensations that had to be suppressed..
These were sensations that had to be ignored, crushed, and denied their existence..
However, it was still a sweet sensation..
“Shut up…!”
Mokriwon felt pleasure from Pyosan’s suppressed moans..
The thought sprang quickly and I imagined the following:.
What was just cut was the wrist that was holding the Sotaedo sword..
What fell to the ground with a clanging sound was Pyosan's last weapon, so he would no longer be able to offer any resistance..
If you cut off the ankle, throw it to the floor, stab it in the middle of the calf, and then cut it up to the thigh, escape will become impossible..
You will be busy screaming and jumping around in pain..
next?
Oh, all you have to do is stab the back of the elbow and cut it off from the shoulder while you're still struggling..
The area under his arm will no longer be gone, but he will feel pain as if his elbow is burning, and he will let out a pitiful scream..
Thinking expands infinitely.
Infinite ways to inflict pain on others appear and disappear..
It was a moment.
All these thoughts were completed in a short moment before the blood gushing from the cut wrist had even settled to the floor..
patter.
The blood hitting the floor made Mokriwon's eardrums ring..
It was only at that moment that Mok Ri-won was able to come to his senses..
“ah….”
I can't breathe..
In that brief moment, looking at the incapacitated human and realizing the form of the desire he felt, a feeling of despair comes to mind..
‘…suppress it.’
I repeated this and gritted my teeth..
I straightened the trembling tip of my sword and glared at Pyosan..
He is also glaring at himself with his teeth clenched..
There is no despair in his eyes yet..
‘i am unmanned.’
Also, since he is a charlatan, what he does in front of his enemy should be a legitimate duel, not a delusion that puts pleasure first..
Mok Ri-won recalled that life and stretched out his sword..
It was the final sword move to neutralize him..
However, there was clearly a gap in the choshik, which lost concentration while trying to cool down its hot head..
Pyosan felt it.
So, he covered his remaining hand with a dark blue flag and struck Mok Riwon's sword face..
Ugh!
The result revealed behind the roar that echoed throughout the entire space was, of course, Mokriwon's inferiority..
His sword leaped into the air..
It was inevitable..
Putting aside the martial arts talent that one possesses, if one purely engages with inner strength and inner strength, there is a significant difference between the strength of Mokriwon, which is still at the beginning of the peak, and Pyosan, which is at the end of the peak..
The gap in Mokriwon was revealed for the first time after the superiority and inferiority were reversed..
Pyosan turned his body and stretched out his feet..
‘waist.’
Mo Liwon felt it and quickly waved his hand..
The thing that catches me with my chin is the ankle of Pyosan, which was shot sharply..
This too was something his talent did instinctively..
A counterattack that captures the opponent with its grip.
It uses the technique of Geumnasu (？？hand).
Mok Ri-won twisted his wrist and broke Pyo-san's ankle..
The direction in which the force is applied is outside the range of motion of his ankle joint..
Puzzle.
Pyosan’s ankle was crushed..
“Wow!!”
The final struggle ended like that..
Pyosan fell to the floor, screaming from the sudden burst of pain..
The pain in my ankle feels like it's on fire, and my mind goes blank..
However, in the meantime, there was a question that could not be erased..
‘how!’
How is this possible?.
How can every attack fired be read?.
It was ridiculous..
That man is a novice who is barely on the threshold of adulthood, and he is a master who has weathered the storms of many great powers..
That guy should be rolling around on the floor screaming right now..
“Hmm…!”
The man was just looking down at himself with a frown on his face as if he were a murderer..
“It's over!”
Mokriwon shouted..
Pyosan glared at it with bloodshot eyes..
The appearance of picking up a sword while flowing out muted energy waves.
The sight of overturning the inferiority and looking down at oneself.
The scenery shown by the victorious man is.
‘Talent…!’
This was the true face of this extremely unfair Kangho..
Humans are even treacherous animals..
The moment Pyo-san's defeat was confirmed, what came to mind was not a sense of guilt for not being able to complete his orders or shame as a warrior, but anger at that reality..
Popping.
Pyo-san glared at Mok-ri-won, grinding his teeth so hard that blood came out..
Mo Liwon exhaled, his quirk finally starting to calm down..
A space filled with silence.
Another voice joined in there..
“Small cooperative…?”
It was Hwa-seo’s voice..
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It was an incredible sight..
It was also a sight that Hwaseo had never thought of in his life..
‘Pyosan-i….’
lost.
A piece of the shadow that always seemed to lead me into the abyss with its gloomy eyes and that seemed to never fall was rolling around miserably on the floor..
There was a man standing in front of him..
breathing that has not yet calmed down.
Blood flowing from all over the body.
And the silent energy wave.
Only then did Hwa-seo realize where his confidence came from..
‘…zenith.’
Unmanned at its peak.
He was showing a landscape that struck me as absolutely absurd, but was nonetheless a reality..
He is a warrior who has already reached the level of a superman..
“…soger.”
Startle.
Hwa-seo’s shoulders trembled..
My gaze was blankly directed towards Mokriwon..
“what did i say.”
His face, which had been sharply forged as if he had not been able to erase the afterglow of the battle, gradually became lighter the moment Hwa-seo looked directly at him, and his usual smile appeared..
“I don't think I'll lose.”
It was a pretty and clear smile..
Hwa-seo felt something welling up inside her..
A thief will not lose to a villain. This is a line from the swordsman in Chapter 1 of Ganghohyeopgaekjeon..
Indeed, he was proving with his whole body that what he said was right..
It reminded Hwa-seo of a feeling that made her heart feel wet..
“Nothing bothers Sojeo anymore..”
I got a lump in my throat..
The moment I heard his words, the moment I thought about my worries after he left, and the moment I decided to come here..
He was so confident that I felt ashamed of myself for hoping for a struggle rather than just a victory..
“…It seems so.”
Hwa-seo smiled trying hard..
The energy wave in Mokriwon has subsided..
Hwa-seo took a quick step and came in front of him and also in front of Pyo-san..
Pyo-san was glaring at Hwa-seo with a distorted face..
“miss. It will end like this….”
“Small cooperative.”
“hmm?”
“Could you help me sort out the remnants of the Ilryunhoe with my children? I have something to talk about with this person.”
When Hwa-seo said that after interrupting Pyo-san, Mok-ri-won nodded..
It wasn't just because she said it, it was because I thought that the face I was facing now contained too much and I shouldn't disturb it..
Mokriwon is far away.
Hwa-seo looked down at the ruined Pyosan Mountain and muttered..
“I guess you are human too. Seeing you lying down so ugly.”
What appeared on Hwa-seo's face as she spoke was despair and resentment..
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It was a painful memory just thinking about it..
“Baby, you will be the master of the next generation..”
There was a painful moment just thinking about it..
“I will make sure to make this allowance just like that. I will definitely make you the best in the world.”
Hwa-seo hated confined spaces..
I hated dark spaces where I had to rely on a few candles for my vision..
And I hated the suffocating stench..
Perhaps it was this tendency that led her to do the job of Giru no Rouge..
Rouge always looks down on the entire city from the top floor of the tower, and because there are no obstacles to block the sun's rays, the space is filled with the smell of fumes and alcohol, which makes her nose feel numb..
That's probably why she decided to do that..
“Baby. Do you know? We lost so much in the bloodshed that day. He became a hero who defeated the Blood Demon and saved the mighty martial arts, but he had to lose many things just to gain that one title..”
“Grandfather….”
“Kangho is heartless. It's also fickle. We have achieved such great prestige, but at the same time, if we do not have the strength to protect it, we are in danger of falling down at any moment..”
“I'm so sick….”
“So you have to stand up. You have to prove it. We haven't collapsed yet.”
Hwa-seo knew the look in his eyes that could be called stubbornness or madness..
“…You must prove that this Sacheondangmun (四川？門) is an iron-clad fortress that will never collapse..”
Hwa-seo knew how ugly the dreams of an old and sick man could become..
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Hwa-seo knelt down and stretched out her hands..
He placed it on the chest of Pyo-san, who had collapsed and was wheezing..
“Have you corrected the situation??”
“Don't let such questions come out of your mouth.?”
“Well then, we are still blood relatives..”
“Have no shame…!”
Pyosan’s eyes were shining..
Hwa-seo looked directly into his eyes and kissed his lips..
There was something I wanted to ask the whole time, and I was wondering how to say it..
However, I couldn't think of the right words to say..
Ultimately, what came out was resentment..
“Don’t you feel sorry for me??”
“Are you pitiful? How can you be pitiful? How could she complain after receiving such preferential treatment??”
It was a resentment that could not be reached.
Hwa-seo smiled bitterly..
Meanwhile, Pyo-san continued speaking..
“You don't know either. The great teaching that the young lady received was something that many warriors in the Ganghu could not even dream of.!”
“didn't want.”
“Still, you should be thankful! you with it….”
“I lost my childhood.”
“I lost it and gained the immortality of poison and invincibility (??不？)!”
Pyosan screamed..
The words spoken out as if struggling to breathe were deeply embedded in Hwa-seo's heart..
However, it was a natural reaction from a standard calculation..
Talent.
and environment.
Hwaseo as a military man, Danghwaseo, the successor to the Sacheondang family, had it all..
He had the opportunity to learn the best martial arts from the best teacher, was able to consume all kinds of elixirs whenever he wanted, and was able to practice a state that some could only dream of as if he were breathing..
But how can I not feel frustrated when they are still complaining like that?.
“It is unsinkable! It's nothing more than an all-out poison! All the poison of the Tang family... no! It is an ancient law that can trap all the poisons that exist in this river within the body! But how can you not be thankful to the head of the family who gave it to you?!”
“Again, I didn't want that..”
“no! You have to want it.!”
“Should I be thankful to the person who allowed poison, not blood, to flow in my body??”
“then! of course!”
Hwa-seo couldn't find anything more to reply..
Was it too long of a run?.
Because then I remembered something I had forgotten..
‘…Yeah, it was that kind of place..’
Sacheondangmun was heartless..
He was heartless even to his blood relatives..
They always wanted results.
“It's a poor family.”
“What?”
“Isn't that right? Even the family policy is to double the favor and tenfold the enemies. What you are doing anyway is inhumane Dafa, no different from Safa. If this isn't stupid, what could be stupid?.”
Blatant anger appeared on Pyosan’s face..
This foolish warrior, who knows only loyalty, does not know how to deny his family, so Hwa-seo did not try to persuade him..
just did more.
Saaaa.
A dark green color appeared on the back of Hwa Seo’s hand..
the edge of first-class.
It was a skill that could be seen because she was just beginning to understand what Kipa was..
“Did you say it was a blessing? Did I say I should be thankful??”
“What, what….”
“Then experience it. What kind of pain am I living in every moment?.”
A dark green energy wave seeped into Pyosan’s heart..
That moment.
“Sigh…!”
Pyosan opened his eyes wide and groaned as if he were about to be torn apart..
“Ouch…!”
It is a clear miasma spreading from the chest area through the blood vessels.(？？）.
A hot, throbbing, stinging pain was tearing through my entire thoughts..
I couldn't even writhe in pain..
This is because the moment the poison spreads, the entire body becomes paralyzed..
“You won't die. It's not that kind of poison. The poison will probably go away by tomorrow, so just hang in there..”
Hwa-seo said that with cold, sunken eyes..
He then released his hand, stood up, and looked into the distance..
There were screams of black swordsmen heard when the spirit was sharpened..
I'm sure Mokriwon and the Su tribe are organizing Ilryunhoe..
“That stupid man said something.”
“Sigh, sigh.…!”
“Those who have not committed a crime do not need to run away, and it is the wicked who deserve to be punished. So, he doesn't have to run away.”
I didn't say this expecting an answer from Pyosan..
Hwa-seo just didn't have time to vent her dull feelings, and she wanted to solidify her decision, so she continued..
“Say that to the head of the family..”
Hwa-seo said with a grin, with an elegant expression as always..
“This Danghwaseo says I will no longer hide from you..”
I was afraid all my life.
also ran away.
Still, nothing changed, I was still in the mud..
So, I didn't want to run away anymore..
People say that they chase after vain romance, or that they dream of ideals, but Hwa-seo has a reason to want to dream of those ideals..
“If there really is a cooperative, the punishment will be gone..”
It may be a foolish romance, it may be a conspiracy..
So it will suit you..
After a long, long time, Hwa-seo was ready to face the nightmare that had tormented her..
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