Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 356

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-You've grown so much, Unhwi.

I chuckled at what the Sodam Sword guy said.

Yeah, when I first spoke to you, every single day was precarious.

A lot of things have happened to get to this point.

If I think about it, there were so many moments that it wouldn't have been strange if I had died at any time.

However, it is no exaggeration to say that I have now reached the same level of martial arts as Master Geomseon.

“Oh, that’s ridiculous.”

“The great general who achieved great success in Muwon-gong…..”

“How vain it is!”

You can tell just by looking at the astonished monks of the Mosanpa sect.

Is this old Taoist priest, staggering and falling like a puppet with its strings cut, their ambassador?

It was definitely strong, but it wasn't that strong compared to the enemies I've faced so far or those I know.

-It will be sorted out on the Seolbaek Line too.

Hey.

Have you gotten a better eye for detail?

-They say that after three years of studying at a private school, a dog can recite poetry. How many monsters have you seen around you and yet you don't know that much?

It's just as Sodamgeom said.

The deceased Mosanpa's peerless master is one level below Seol Baek, who came to be called the Ice Queen.

Anyway, should we try to deal with the remaining ones?

As I took a step forward, they were shocked and tried to run away.

-Exactly!

I flicked my fingers.

Then, those who were about to perform lightness stopped as if caught by something.

“Huh?”

“Even this kind of magic?”

They couldn't hide their embarrassment.

What I just showed them was the magic of iron training.

Of course, experts like them could use their internal energy to dispel the spell, but I can kill them in this short moment.

-Whack!

“Ugh!”

I appeared behind them in an instant and cut off the head of one of the Mosanpa priests.

The reason one of their eyes is golden is because they received an imperfect immortality treatment.

So, you have to cut off the neck to kill it instantly.

“Inooooohh!”

One of the priests of the Mosan sect screamed and stabbed me in the neck with a knife.

He flicked his index finger and broke the dagger.

“What, this?”

“You should have just asked me to spare your life.”

I used my magical power to blast the broken piece of debris and pierce the bastard's forehead.

-Bang! Boom!

"100 million!"

The Taoist monk with a pierced forehead stumbled.

Even though it is an imperfect immortality, its regenerative power is truly amazing.

If you look at it this way, you won't die.

It doesn't matter.

Because once you cut it, that's it.

It was the moment when the sword was about to strike.

-Shoot!

A Taoist man with black hair only on his forehead suddenly attacked me with a sword at my side.

When he made a motion to lightly wave his hand, the Taoist's body bounced back with a rebound and was soon embedded in the stone wall.

-bang!

“Ugh!”

A handful of blood flowed out from the mouth of the Taoist figure who was pinned to the wall.

Even though I was in pain, the bastard looked at me like I was a monster.

“……They are finally stopping us.”

“Stop it?”

I think you're mistaken about something.

I got straight to the point with him.

“I don’t care about that, but where is the wild chive that grows here?”

'!?'

He looked dumbfounded at my question.

“No way…you came all the way here just to get that?”

“Did you think there was something else you wanted to do?”

It was purely by chance that I came across the only surviving member of the Mosan faction.

Of course, it was a very unfortunate thing for them.

If they had only planned things to the extent of rebuilding the sect, I wouldn't have done anything to stop them, but I had too big of a dream.

You're going to fill the entire Central Plains with vampire monsters?

“Tell me. If you want to save him, where is Seo Mok-han-cheol?”

“…….You ruined everything, and I thought you’d say that…”

-floating!

At that moment, the figure of a Taoist monk with his eyebrows regenerated appeared floating in the air before his eyes.

I, whose internal energy has already reached the realm of transcendence, can do this without even lifting a finger.

-Quadduddud!

“Keukekekeke!”

The Taoist monk's neck, which had been floating in the air, was snapped and then pulled out.

“You don’t want to end up like this, do you?”

The man's eyes became blank at the cruel sight.

Then, soon, the bastard came to his senses and shouted at me as if he hated me.

“Inoooom! You will never go to the place where Seomokhancheol is…..”

“Ah, there it was.”

"what?"

“Did you store the iron in an underground warehouse about five miles northeast of here?”

The bastard's eyes widened at my words.

I guess he was surprised that I found out without him even telling me.

“Well, how on earth do you do that?”

I laughed at that guy.

“Ah, did that sound like something I said to you? But no.”

My gaze was directed to the sword he had dropped on the floor.

First, Yeongeom blew up the place where Seo Mok-han-cheol was, threatening to brutally kill his master like the Taoist he had killed earlier.

The brave man's sword asks to protect its master as promised.

As promised, I plan to spare your life right now.

There may be limitations, though.

-Phuk!

“Ugh!”

I destroyed the bastard's danjeon in one go and created a cold energy that froze the Taoist's body.

And I put whatever was in my bosom into the pocket.

-Woong, woong, woong!

Yeongeom was startled and protested.

If you let it go nicely, there will be regrets, but can you just let it go?

I plan to take him to Seo Bok and have him release him by putting a gold medal on his body.

***

I packed enough bookshelves to fill up every pocket.

-You're really something.

At this, Sodamgeom stuck out his tongue.

Shouldn't we prepare for emergencies as well?

According to the blacksmith, it is not easy to completely revive a broken sword.

Right now, I feel like I'm holding on to even a piece of rag.

-Namcheon, that guy would really like it if he knew you were putting in all this effort.

I like it, but I wish it would come back.

It breaks my heart to let him go like this.

Anyway, I've packed my bags and I should go back now.

You can go to Musangseong in one go using the shortcut method without the hassle of going back.

It was the moment when I was about to unfold the magic of contraction.

'huh?'

I felt the energy outside the community.

-Are there any survivors?

No way.

All the priests of the Mosan sect were killed.

Didn't you check and deal with all the beings that were caught in the trap one by one?

It's just disgusting to leave regrets behind.

But the energy felt outside was beyond the ordinary.

'He's a master of the art.'

-Strong?

At this level, he was almost as strong as or slightly stronger than the great master Daesahyeong, who was the strongest among the Taoist priests of the Mosan sect.

But soon, the corners of my mouth raised at the sound of swords ringing in my head.

-Wooooow!

The space was folded and taken out of the common area.

As I went outside the building, I saw two figures performing light martial arts.

One of them was King Nangwang Hyukcheon, and the other was a boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

They couldn't hide their surprise at my appearance, which appeared in the space right in front of them.

“Priest?”

I smiled and took the lottery ticket from him.

“Death penalty. Long time no see.”

Nanwang Hyukcheonman is the only disciple acknowledged by the Namcheon Swordsman.

That's why he was really like a death sentence to me.

But I wonder why I didn't even show my nose during the Inyo War, and now I know why.

-why?

Even at that time, he was on the verge of breaking through the wall of superhumanity.

But now we have definitely surpassed that.

It's truly amazing that he was able to learn martial arts on his own and reach this level.

He is the one who best deserves the title of genius.

“S, Master, is this person your private tutor?”

The boy looked at me and said excitedly.

His eyes sparkle as if he is looking at the object of his admiration.

The executioner sighed and nodded.

“Yes. It’s your private tutor.”

Then the boy took the lottery ticket from me and greeted me politely.

“My disciple Mujinkyung comes to see Sasuk, the best swordsman in the world.”

I couldn't help but smile at the sight of her lips twitching in delight.

Where did you find such an accommodating child?

I squinted my eyes and looked at the death penalty, and he shrugged his shoulders as if he knew what was going on.

He showed pride in his disciples.

That was understandable, as the disciple's talent seemed to be extraordinary.

I was already getting a glimpse of the peak of things.

'Another genius?'

But what was unusual was that while the death penalty was a master of dual swordsmanship, his disciple Mujinkyung was wearing a sword and a sword on his waist.

When asked whether this was a coincidence, the executioner sighed and said:

“He said he would create a martial art that combines swordsmanship with his left hand and Taoism with his right.”

“Left or right?”

“The blue bird’s quill.”

When you reach a certain level naturally, you will be able to display conflicting martial arts skills to a certain extent.

Even I would find it difficult to unfold them all at the same time.

Just having this kind of idea at this age shows that you have great talent.

“Chigira… You found a good disciple.”

The disciple of the executioner was jumping for joy at my words.

“To receive praise from the best swordsman in the world!”

The executioner, who had been shaking his head while looking at the guy, pointed behind him with his thumb and spoke to me.

“But did the priest do that to those monsters over there?”

“Oh? Did you see it?”

The death penalty frowned slightly at the question that seemed to indicate an affirmative answer.

Judging from the shaking eyes, he seems quite surprised.

After all, who wouldn't be surprised to see so many monsters' heads blown off?

“But why did your Majesty come all the way here?”

He had disappeared for nearly a year.

But seeing him appear like this, it seems like his martial arts training is over.

At that time, Mujinkyung, the disciple of the death penalty, spoke to me.

“The Master tested whether Sa-baek was worthy of being called the best sword in the world….woof!”

Before the boy could finish speaking, the death penalty silenced him.

It is obvious that he is quite embarrassed.

“What are you testing me for?”

The executioner looked embarrassed at my question and spoke as if trying to explain himself.

“Ahem. It seems like my disciple took my teasing seriously. I meant it as a joke, so don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Even though you said that, I understand why you came to me.

How can I just ignore the fact that a swordsman with such a high fighting spirit that he could even be sentenced to death, has been given the title of Best Swordsman in the World?

I thought he came to ask for a favor, but it seems he changed his mind.

Well, if someone had reached that level, they would have guessed my level if they had seen those corpses and traces.

There is no need to discuss it further here, since it is before the disciple.

-Ouch!

At that moment, I felt familiar energy approaching from somewhere.

The executioner must have felt this too, because he spoke to me urgently.

“Priest, I had something to tell you. The sisters are coming.”

"……..yes."

I know.

Because the feeling of guilt is more sensitive than the death penalty.

Seeing these two women appear at the same time, it's obvious what's going to happen even without looking.

My head is starting to hurt.

They should just make it equal, but they insist on the ranking to the end.

“Are you in pain?”

“Do you look jealous?”

“……..I thought I was blessed, but seeing my sisters-in-law fighting as if they were going to kill each other, it seems like that wasn’t always the case.”

“You understand how I feel.”

“That’s why this executioner tries to meet only one person if possible.”

“You have realized the truth. That is the most comforting thing.”

I realized that truth very late.

As their energy grew closer, I hurriedly took the lottery ticket from the executioner.

“Death penalty. I’m sorry, but I’m busy, so I think I have to go now.”

“What? What about your sisters-in-law?”

“Please tell me you didn’t see me.”

'!?'

I quickly escaped using the magic of absurd execution.

I have earned the title of World's Best Swordsman and I pride myself on being stronger than anyone else, but this fight is something I can't handle.

* * *

A year passed like that.

I couldn't take my eyes off the baby lying in the small cradle.

Every time I look at my baby's bright eyes, nose, and mouth, I feel good for no reason.

How can you be so lovely?

-She's a girl, but how does she look more like you?

-The owner said that the first daughter resembles her father.

-……. Your previous owner was neither married nor had children, so how come it doesn't work?

-Ahem.

I chuckled at the bickering between Sodam Sword and Namcheon Iron Sword that I hadn't heard in a long time.

At that time, I didn't realize how precious these guys' conversations were.

But now I think I know.

This means that even these little things can be a form of pleasure.

"husband."

At that moment, Sima Ying's voice was heard from behind.

When I turned my head, Sima Ying spoke to me with her cheeks puffed out.

“It would be nice if you looked at me with those sweet eyes. Sigh.”

I scratched my head at Sima Ying's words.

It seems like she still sees it that way, but strangely, she shows jealousy towards her daughter for no reason.

He said this while hugging Sima Ying tightly.

“Okay. I’ll try to look at you with honey-dripping eyes.”

At my words, Sima Ying spoke in a hurt voice.

“Huh. I wouldn’t know if you couldn’t even speak.”

-Unhwi. He says this while smiling broadly.

Thanks for the good info.

It is not easy to be faithful to one's family.

But even for this, I am always grateful and happy now.

Just then someone knocked on the door.

“Master, Master. The other Masters have arrived.”

The one who reported this was none other than Cheol Su-ryeon.

As one of the Five Great Evils, she has been a loyal bodyguard and nanny by Sima Ying's side since pledging her loyalty.

She took better care of our baby than I expected, perhaps because she had a strong desire to have a baby.

At that moment, Baek Hye-hyang and Seol Baek entered the room.

Samayoung smiled brightly and said to them.

“Have you decided who will be the second and third child now?”

I stuck out my tongue inwardly.

Who would have thought that this battle for ranking between them would last for over a year?

If the two women were not the leaders of their own blood cult and the princesses of the North Sea Ice Palace, they might have fought more fiercely.

But the expressions on the two women's faces are strange.

Sima Ying asked, puzzled.

“You still haven’t decided?”

'Is it true?'

Both of them were confident that this time they would definitely get it right.

But if you still can't decide the outcome, then it's really a shame.

At that time, Baek Hye-hyang opened her mouth.

“Huh. So I changed my method.”

“You changed your method?”

At Sima Young's question, Baek Hye-hyang and Seol Baek looked at me at the same time.

And then he said something completely unexpected.

“The one who has the second child first will be the older sister.”

'!?'

For a moment, Sima Ying and I were dumbfounded.

Seolbaek nodded his head and said,

“I agree. We can’t just keep fighting about this and stay in isolation forever.”

“Sima Young, no, does our firstborn Eunni agree?”

At Baek Hye-hyang's question, Sima Young held his stomach and burst out laughing.

I guess this conclusion, reached after a lot of fighting, makes me laugh.

In a way, they had been keeping each other in check because they were fighting over hierarchy, so they couldn't even merge, but it seems that both of them decided that wasn't the case anymore.

Sima Young, who had been laughing for a long time, said while wiping tears from his eyes.

“If you two want to do that, then we can do that. Okay. Whichever of you two gets pregnant first will become the older sister.”

“You agree, right?”

“Yes. Does your husband agree?”

What say do I have among the wives?

He nodded silently.

Then Baek Hye-hyang came to me with her tongue licking out and said.

“From today onwards, the nights will be hot.”

“Who said I would give you today?”

Seolbaek denied that.

Then she linked arms with me and spoke with a blush on her face.

“My husband is planning to spend a hot night with me tonight.”

“Ha! Who cares?”

“Who is who?”

The atmosphere is becoming increasingly tense.

It's driving me crazy that I can't even split my body in half.

They're arguing over who should come out first and merge, and I'm afraid that if this continues, our Yeong-ah will wake up.

Then someone interrupted their conversation.

“Master. If I have your child, can I be the second?”

'!?'

The one who suddenly intervened was none other than Cheol Su-ryeon.

Everyone was dumbfounded by her words.

Cheol Su-ryeon's gaze was directed towards Seol Baek.

She was the one who, for nearly a year, would grind her teeth and call him “hostess” every time she saw him.

But now, a declaration has been made that is tantamount to joining the war.

“What the hell is going on?”

In the end, Baek Hye-hyang exploded with anger.

The same was true for Seol Baek and Sima Young.

In an instant, the room became noisy with their fighting spirit.

-What should I do?

At Sodamgeom's worried question, I placed the back of my hand on my throbbing forehead.

It looks like this war will go on for a while.

I hastily hugged our baby who was lying in the cradle.

“Little girl. Are you noisy because the scary moms are fighting? Let’s run away with dad.”

And then he spread out his magic.

"also!"

As I was about to disappear into the swaying space, the voices of four women rang out simultaneously in my ears.

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