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With a more relaxed face than the first day of the 44th.
Unfortunately, my wish did not come true.
“Lee Gongja, what is going on?”
Although Ilhwageomjon’s voice trembled, she maintained her composure.
Her original plan was probably this. She would have given up the first three moves lightly, and tried to play with me for twenty or thirty moves to win. Instead, she herself lost in just three moves.
“Didn’t I tell you? It’s a black magic sword, so be careful.”
I said that I won thanks to the Black Sword, but she was not so weak as to cover up her defeat with excuses.
“Even if it wasn’t the Black Demon Sword but the Heavenly Demon Sword, it was a fight I couldn’t lose.”
He knew better than anyone that he lost not because of his sword but because of his skill.
“I’ll tell you a secret. I have already achieved greatness in the art of the Bicheon Sword.”
For a moment she was startled.
“You’ve already achieved great success? I can’t believe it.”
The level of martial arts of the Bicheon Sword Technique was similar to the martial arts learned by the Demon Lords.
Her distrust was natural, since I had already achieved great success in such martial arts.
“Don’t you know our father? Are you going to let him sit in the throne of the underworld just because he is your son?”
“Even if Lee Gongja had achieved great success in the Bicheon Sword Technique… … .”
“You say my internal energy was lacking? Didn’t I take the Heavenly Sword?”
“ah!”
I didn’t even mention that I got the magic sword from Sochon-dong.
“I won this fight. Do you admit it?”
“… … .”
She couldn’t admit it.
“If I had known that Lee Gong-ja’s skills were at this level, I wouldn’t have let my guard down so much.”
This happened because she didn’t know her own abilities and had given up on the third attempt. Furthermore, the sword flew away in an attack the moment she was about to speak. She was faced with many misfortunes.
“So you can’t admit it? If it becomes known that the Sword Master broke his promise, the cowardly label will haunt you for the rest of your life.”
“Shut up! There’s no need to provoke me with such unnecessary words. I keep my promises. What do you want, Lee Gong-ja?”
“Because you said you would give your life if you died.”
“This showdown!”
She was about to make an excuse, but then she shut her mouth. Whether she lost because she let her guard down or because her martial arts skills were weak, she lost. She was also the one who was proud enough to give in three moves.
“Is what you want my life?”
“That’s not true. I’ve heard Elder Toma call me crazy many times, but I’m not that crazy.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Please accept my apology.”
For a moment, Geomjon was startled.
“I apologize for my rudeness to you up until now. This is my sincere apology, so please forgive me.”
She looked at me with an expression of incomprehension.
“Are you mocking me?”
“No, I was rude to you today. I shouldn’t have called you there.”
“Why are you apologizing to me when you won?”
“Shall I be honest with you?”
“of course!”
“I want to apologize like this and win your favor. So I want you to support me wholeheartedly.”
“Seriously? Are you really telling the truth in a fight for succession? If you thought that was the kind of thing that would work, then you’re disappointed. I didn’t know that Lee Gongja was this naive.”
“It depends on the opponent. If the opponent throws dirt at me, I’m the type of person who pushes me into the mud, and if they pour water on me, I respond with dirty water. However, I want to win with innocence against you, senior.”
“Why? Because I look naive.”
“No. Because you have a noble character. Because you are the most respectable person among the Palma Zones.”
Thinking about her life after that, everything she said just now was a lie.
But those things haven’t happened yet. If her fate changes at the turning point of meeting me, wouldn’t the future that caused the bloody storm disappear and a new life unfold? Wouldn’t the desolate wasteland I saw in her eyes be able to bloom?
“Do you really think I am like that?”
“Yes, he is noble and dignified.”
She bit her lip slightly. She was happy about the compliment, but at the same time, her feelings were somewhat complicated.
I walked over and pulled the sword out of the ground and handed it to her.
“Then I’ll see you next time.”
After greeting each other politely, I went into the residence.
I don’t know how long she stood there and then went back because she went in and slept right away.
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The next night, Ilhwageomjon came to see me again.
Her eyes and face were swollen, as if she hadn’t slept all night.
“I will accept the apology from the engineer.”
“thank you.”
“But I have a favor to ask.”
“What is it?”
“I lost the fight yesterday. I admit it. But let’s fight again today.”
I refused outright.
“I don’t like it.”
“Why don’t you like it?”
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“Because now I will never be able to win again. If Your Majesty the Sword had not let down his guard, if he had not yielded the first attack, I would never have won.”
“Didn’t Lee Gongja achieve great success in the Bicheon Sword Technique? He also has sufficient power. If we fight again, he can win.”
“I can’t win.”
“Why are you so sure?”
“It was a stroke of luck that comes once or twice in life. I’m not the kind of person who thinks it’s a skill.”
“I won’t set any conditions when I win. But when I lose, I’ll give Lee Gong-ja whatever he wants.”
This is literally an attempt to restore self-esteem.
I think I know why she became a cult leader and only caused trouble before collapsing.
What is that pride? Do you know what I’m asking for? How foolish and naive.
“Senior, I won’t tell anyone about yesterday’s match. So, you don’t have to try to beat me. No one will know about yesterday anyway.”
“You never know what’s going on in people’s lives. They might blurt it out when they’re drunk.”
“That won’t happen.”
I didn’t rush. Since I had the initiative, I just had to slowly bring her towards me.
“Get some good sleep today. Your face looks hurt.”
As I was turning around and going in, she suddenly said.
“It was embarrassing.”
Those were the words that stopped me in my tracks.
I turned back to her again.
“Didn’t I tell you? My winning was pure luck.”
“It’s not just because I lost the match.”
The source of that shame was in a completely unexpected place.
“The more I thought about the saying that my face was not good, the more shameful it became.”
That’s what she shouted when the sword flew.
No face!
“That could be true. It’s the face. I’m a man, so it wouldn’t have been any different for me.”
“An ordinary person could do that. But Geomjon can’t do that. He’d rather get stabbed in the face.”
She must have felt so hurt and ashamed to have said those words.
Of course, I understand her for saying those words. She was as proud of her appearance as she was of her honor and her reputation as a swordsman. She wanted to hear more about how pretty and young she looked than how good she was at fighting.
“Do you understand now why I came back?”
“yes.”
“Then will you fight me?”
She was full of desperation, but my answer did not match it.
“I don’t like it.”
As I turned around, I heard her scream from behind me.
“Scholar of engineering!”
“Can’t you just let me enjoy this one lucky moment?”
Then, Geomjon said something unexpected.
“I promised. I would never give up.”
“With who?”
“I will not support anyone except Him.”
Him? Who is the person that the Sword Master calls Him?
“no way?”
The person who flashed through my mind at that moment came out of her mouth.
“I made a promise with the leader.”
The moment I heard that, I remembered what my father had said to me.
-Geumjon is a person with many wounds.
I could tell that there was a deep bond between my father and Geomjon.
“When did you make that promise?”
Instead of answering, Geomjon showed his respect for his father.
“The only person I respect is the leader.”
I couldn’t believe what she said.
Why would someone who respects his father so much cause such a fuss to take the position of leader? Why on earth?
“I don’t want to break my promise to the leader.”
She quickly added, fearing that I might misunderstand her rudely.
“If you have any blasphemous thoughts right now, I will tell you clearly. Do not insult my pure respect for the cult leader.”
“No, I didn’t think about that.”
“That would be fortunate.”
“Why is your father so respectable?”
Geomjon only smiled faintly and didn’t give any further details.
If she had brought up the matter with her father, it would have been her last resort. She could no longer refuse.
“Okay. I have to keep my promise to my father.”
Ilhwageomjon was delighted. It was a genuine, happy smile that made all the smiles and laughter he had shown up until now seem fake.
“Is it that good?”
“great.”
“I will do my best this time too.”
“That’s what I want.”
I gave it my all in the second match as well.
Rather, it was more exciting than the first fight. Ilhwageomjon did not let his guard down, and his eyes were filled with passion that could not be hidden.
Of course, this fight was not a fight to kill, but a mere contest to determine victory.
A dozen moves passed while exploring, a hundred moves while relaxing, and three hundred moves while pouring out splendid prey.
The longer the fight continued, the more we felt like we were out of the game.
I was simply absorbed in the fun of competing in martial arts. Who would win was a question for later.
I was amazed at how seemingly impossible moves were linked together, and even more amazed at how quickly he was able to spot my weaknesses.
‘Ah! This is really great! This person is truly worthy of being called a swordsman.’
Normally, we wouldn’t have had time to think about this, but as if we had made a promise, we stepped back and rested at the moment when we needed to.
Because we were completely absorbed in the fact that we were competing in martial arts, we reminisced about the various martial arts we had competed in.
This moment of pure martial arts competition gave me greater joy than any life-or-death struggle I had experienced in the past.
I had to admit that I had misunderstood her, just as I had with my father and Ian.
Her desire for honor and pride were not struggles to fill her desolate mind. Their source came from pride in her martial arts.
At least in swordsmanship, she was more serious, sincere, and genuine than anyone else in the world. Her attitude toward swordsmanship was so reminiscent of her father’s approach to martial arts.
The two of us, who had only studied swordsmanship our entire lives, became deeply immersed in conversations using swords.
The match was a draw. In a fight without a will to kill, we were neck and neck.
“Since you didn’t use your finishing move, I lost this match.”
“Isn’t it the same thing?”
“No, this is all I have.”
Ilhwageomjon, who had been staring at me silently, suddenly spoke.
“Thank you, Lee Gongja.”
She turned around after saying those words.
But what is clear is that he returned with a more relaxed face than on the first day.
It was still unclear how she would react in the future. She had promised her father that she would not give up, so she might come back tomorrow. Perhaps today’s rain would be the end forever.
The encounter with her moved my emotions. What did it mean to her? I couldn’t tell if it was enough to moisten her desolate, wasteland-like emotions.
Anyway, the investment in her starts now. It’s so hard to make one of my own.