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Episode 212. Master and Student (2)
Black Haydn Reich.
In this situation where I was facing the main character of <Ji-Ma-Juk> and had to draw my sword to confront him, I felt like I was suffocating.
My instinct for the sword came back stronger than when I fought in the Holy Land.
Because of the 'open eyes' trait, is it because emotions are heightened?
no.
'One of the two is definitely going to die.'
Because I am certain that in this battle, one of you, Geomseong and I, will definitely die.
Haydn and Julian.
Master and disciple.
Light and darkness.
The relationship I knew had changed a lot, but our understanding of each other still existed.
Although, the problem is that this 'understanding' is absurd from a general point of view.
Haydn closed the distance in an instant. The moment I closed my eyes for a moment, lost in thought, the Master's sword was right in front of me.
“Ugh…….”
Kaang──!
I twisted my body and bounced it off, and Haydn started chasing me as if he had expected it.
I took the blow and stepped my right foot forward one step, intending to counterattack.
Haydn turns his other foot back as if he knows it.
'also.'
A strong will to never give up a position that would be dangerous to oneself. This was evident in Haydn's actions.
'A sword with a strong aura and easy to use power.'
In order to easily use my strengths, I have to get the enemy within at least four steps.
'I just can't narrow it down to four steps.'
One, it seems that Geumseong knows that.
He maintained a distance of five steps and swung his sword without mercy.
If you try to reduce the width somehow, it runs away like magic.
When I stepped back to pull them in, they just followed the appropriate line.
'It's overwhelming.'
Unlike the time of the Holy Nation, Haydn, who entered the battle with 'sincerity', felt overwhelmed even in my current body.
This is my teacher.
This is the sword.
This is the main character.
All sorts of thoughts were swirling through my head, and at the same time, I was able to gain some insight from his actions.
'Take long strides if you want to close the distance.'
That's what the other person wants.
As your stride gets wider, the balance of power shifts forward, and at the same time, a situation arises where you cannot fall back.
“That said, if you shorten your stride, you will never be able to reduce this distance and draw your opponent into your confident territory.”
As if reading my thoughts, Haydn's voice flew in.
At that moment, I felt like throwing a tantrum because I was so angry.
I bend my knees, kick the ground, and close the distance in an instant. This was also my method, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that I always won with this method.
“One bad habit.”
Haydn's sword flew into my knees like that.
As the blade flew towards my knee, which was slightly tilted forward due to being bent, I hastily stepped back to avoid it.
Phew──!
And then something flew into my face.
“Ugh……!”
What is it, what did you get hit by?
Haydn's black eyes were clearly following him.
What hit my face was none other than the scabbard.
Due to the 'open eyes', the pain has been relieved, but the inside of my mouth is numb. I can taste a bit of metal, so I think I may have been bleeding.
“Any action that is hasty and attempts to close the distance in order to take advantage. If he knows you well, he will aim for this from the beginning.”
The teacher's sharp rebuke flew in.
It wasn't a wrong thing to say, but somehow my insides started to boil.
Ignoring the still-numbing pain in my mouth, I pushed myself forward, allowing myself to be struck several times.
“Two bad habits.”
However, the gap with Haydn did not narrow easily.
Haydn's sword kept flying towards me, not allowing me to approach, so I had no choice but to step back.
“If the faucet turns, you will have a fiery personality.”
Along with Haydn's leisurely speech, his sharp sword flew before my eyes.
'crazy!'
In a panic, I ducked to avoid it, but this time a sword swung from below and struck my abdomen.
“Huh!”
sick!
This time, the pain is so excruciating that even the heightened emotions from the 'open eyes' are unbearable!
“Ugh……!”
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Nevertheless, I endured the pain and closed the distance between me and Haydn.
The distance is five steps.
The distance I am confident in is three steps.
As we took a step closer, a smile appeared on his lips.
As if he had expected this, Haydn's right hand, which had drawn his sword, began to move gradually.
This is what you were aiming for.
I thought it was a one-shot, but Haydn's sword strike never reached me.
Kaang──!
The sword Haydn swung struck his side, but instead of the sound of flesh being cut, the sound of metal clashing with metal rang out.
"hmm!?"
Haydn was embarrassed.
That was only natural.
Surely, you thought you could ring it. Normally, there should be nothing inside the coat.
However, I have a special demon called 'Angelica'. I hardened the guy and deflected his attacks.
Three steps.
As he finally narrowed his steps down the long street, a bluish 'aura' flowed from Haydn's body.
His unique aura is 'Unification of Divine Swords'.
“How about you stop being so annoying?”
“Haha, are you saying that this is the result of your hard work?”
I, too, forged my sword with moonlight using the 'Moon Jang Sword'.
Then, a clash of swords.
When metal touched metal, sparks flew into the air.
“Ugh……!”
Meanwhile, Haydn's reputation was gradually diminished.
It's a given.
The Moon Sword was made of jewels, so it had little durability, but the 'Moonlight Sword' makes the Moon Sword harder than steel.
Besides, the distance from Haydn is the 'three steps' that I am most confident in.
In this, I was confident that I could beat anyone.
Even if you are a teacher.
“It’s so strong! I can’t even tell who’s whose disciple is who!”
Haydn spoke with a fresh tone and a smile on his lips that we had never seen before.
His appearance now was like that of a challenger.
A challenger who tries everything to break the boundaries of his own confidence.
As a swordsman who pursues martial arts, he still longs for inspiration for growth.
Kang──!
However, the challenger's will was broken.
The sum that I and Geomseong shared exceeded dozens, and was on the verge of surpassing Baekhap. Haydn's sword broke, and in the process of sharing the sum, his body became covered in wounds.
'It's a miracle.'
It's amazing that he can move like this even though he's soaked in 'magic' with his body, not his 'vessel'.
“Are you feeling better?”
One last time.
Even though he could have cut off his master's head just by swinging his sword, 'Yurien's' instincts were silent.
“Phew…….”
Haydn let out a short sigh.
“I really hate growing old. It’s a real shame to have to leave behind such joys.”
Victory spirit.
It was in his eyes.
“Even though I fled to the Holy Land for my youth and implanted a demon into my body, I still couldn’t regain the strength I had at my prime.”
And I also know that that sense of pride is meant to hide something.
“Demon Spirit, even if I plant this holy relic in my body, it’s impossible.”
Like a villain, Haydn smiled bitterly.
“Still, didn’t your plan to eliminate the demonic spirit from the world succeed?”
hmm.
Haydn groaned briefly.
“Did you notice?”
I couldn't not know.
Because I was the one who experienced his sublimity most closely.
The reason Haydn went into exile in the Holy Land was to make his body a 'vessel'.
There were two ways to erase the influence of the holy relic, 'Mashinseong', within the story.
One is to put a sacred object that puts 'magic' to sleep, such as the 'Bell of the Night', and hide it somewhere in the world.
Another is that the 'vessel' holds the 'demon spirit' by its own will and dies.
'This is why the Holy Land created the Solitude War.'
To make his own body a 'vessel' and to contain the 'Demonic Spirit'. And, to leave the world with the 'Demonic Spirit' that poses a threat to the empire.
“As long as this demonic power exists, the continent, no, the empire, will always be exposed to the danger of demons.”
An incomprehensible love for the empire. That has always been the principle of the 'main character's' actions.
“The imperial family has let down your expectations, Master. The emperor is no longer the emperor you once knew.”
Still, why work for the empire?
“Just because you don’t understand me, is that a reason to hate me?”
At that moment, my head started to hurt.
Because it was something that 'Haydn Reich' would say.
“I want to say this to you too, Yulian.”
“What do you mean?”
Cool.
Haydn vomited a handful of blood.
It is a deep purple blood that contains the 'remnant thoughts' of the demon.
“Didn’t you say you couldn’t understand me?”
Love for the Empire. Yulian, who misunderstood it, could not understand Haydn's always moderate attitude.
That's why Yurian and Haydn broke up.
“You too.”
Bubbling.
Something began to boil within Haydn's body.
The residual thoughts and malice that dwell in ‘Mashinseong’.
They are all tangled together and are eating away at Haydn's body.
“Jebeommuah, now is the time to cut off the long relationship.”
Even in such a situation, Haydn opened his mouth calmly.
“Do what needs to be done, Yulian.”
I know what to do now.
In order to destroy the 'demon spirit', the neck of the 'vessel' is cut off and peace is brought to the world.
If I do this, I can have the 'comfort' I so desperately desire.
'but.'
That means I'm going to cut off the swordsman's neck.
It means that I am getting closer to the story of 'Yurien', whom I hated so much.
– “My breath, which was your teacher……”
“Don’t leave me as your master. Let me leave as an imperial inspector like you.”
I'm going to recreate the scene shown in the trailer.
– “Can you cut it off so cruelly?”
“Be more ruthless than anyone else right now.”
I can't help but hesitate.
Despite such hesitation, I moved the hand holding the Moon Sword.
The moment he embraces the 'demon spirit', Haydn cannot live.
“It is not done out of cruelty.”
As I said that, I swung my sword.
“It’s actually good.”
With those words, Haydn became silent.
The magical energy that had been stirring around the area due to the 'Mashinseong' began to gradually subside.
My gaze turned to the scabbard Haydn was holding.
“A strong body contains a strong mind.”
As I read the phrase and picked it up, a drop of water fell through the crevice of the engraving.
"haha."
It made me laugh.
“Do you still have this side of you?”
The smiling executioner with a human face and a beard.
It seems that the fragments of emotions that remain, like dust, have flowed down from here.