The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 39

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – Episode 39

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace Chapter 39

The Sword Demon (5)

The Sword Demon was strong.

His physical abilities surpassed human limits, and he possessed the excellent swordsmanship of the Twin Cliff Sword.

He was definitely a formidable opponent.

It was also the reason why the Divers [individuals tasked with subduing monsters or threats] who came to catch the Sword Demon had been defeated so far.

In fact, the Divers couldn’t even break through the Sword Demon’s subordinates in the first place, so it was a wonder that the Towol tribe had endured until now.

“Hooo…”

The blood flowing down Yu Seong-woo’s right arm, he exhaled a long breath, focusing on Ilsaeng in his hand.

Ilsaeng absorbed Yu Seong-woo’s blood and glowed with an even more intense crimson color.

“To hear you speak as if you are the strongest without even grasping a fraction of the Twin Cliff Sword’s essence disgusts me.”

“Even though you’ve been beaten to a pulp, you still have the energy to talk!”

Jeron shouted, laughing loudly.

Then, he thrust his twin swords forward again, preparing to unleash the Twin Cliff Sword techniques.

However, Jeron couldn’t move even a step at that moment.

It was because the emotion of ‘fear,’ which should be alien to a demon sword, had seized his entire being.

Like prey paralyzed before a predator, his body froze.

“Do you think this flowing blood is from wounds inflicted by your skill?”

Yu Seong-woo muttered, gripping the crimson sword tightly.

At that moment, his energy exploded.

Energy surged from his core like a volcano erupting, becoming as dense as cotton soaking up water.

“The mysteries unraveled by someone who doesn’t understand the true intent of the Twin Cliff Sword are as light as a feather.”

He provoked Jeron and assumed a stance.

The flow of energy shifted with Yu Seong-woo’s posture and began to rage like a storm.

“Just wait, I’ll shatter you again.”

One Sword – Life or Death

Yu Seong-woo’s sword technique unfolded.

He took a step and swung his sword, and Jeron, overcoming his fear, attempted to block it.

But he reacted a beat too late, and Yu Seong-woo’s sword had already slashed across his entire body.

The black arms that had been fused to the swords were severed and melted away.

The legs suffered the same fate.

The power of Life or Death, which cuts the soul, severed Jeron’s limbs and halted his movements.

Jeron, unable to move, collapsed to the floor without even a scream.

Yu Seong-woo pointed the tip of his sword at Jeron’s neck and said.

“Tell me. Why are you here?”

Sanwang was a beast incapable of communication, but he thought that Jeron might be able to understand, so he didn’t immediately behead him.

However, Jeron didn’t answer Yu Seong-woo’s question, instead erupting in another bout of insane laughter.

“I think I underestimated you too much.”

“Isn’t it common sense to think, ‘This bastard is no good,’ from the moment you get beaten once?”

He wondered if ‘common sense’ even applied to demon swords.

When Jeron showed no sign of answering, Yu Seong-woo raised his sword to strike his neck.

Then, at that moment, a powerful force erupted from Jeron, pushing him away with a shockwave.

As Yu Seong-woo was thrown back, Jeron’s limbs regenerated, and he rose to his feet.

Unlike before, when he was fused with the sword, they were now complete, human limbs.

Yu Seong-woo frowned at the sight.

Life or Death was a sword strike that directly severed the soul, yet the limbs he had clearly cut off were growing back.

He soon understood why that was possible.

“I will show you my true form. The appearance of this body that has reached the level of a divine sword, beyond the realm of a demon sword.”

Jeron spread out his hands.

Then, the black sword fragments scattered across the plain gathered and embedded themselves into Jeron.

The black sword fragments fell like rain and fused with Jeron.

Feeling a sense of foreboding, Yu Seong-woo tried to behead him before he completed his transformation.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

However, a massive magical storm erupted instantly.

Lightning struck down mercilessly from the dark clouds gathering in the sky in response to the magic, leaving Yu Seong-woo no choice but to retreat.

“This is my true form!”

In the meantime, Jeron’s form changed. His body grew obese, and the hand that had been fused with the sword now gripped the sword hilt.

Holding a cracked sword in one hand, the demon sword wielder revealed his true self to the world.

The chains he wore on his head shattered and fell, and his energy multiplied, distorting the space around him simply by standing there.

“This is the form of the chosen one! You foolish human!”

“…The chosen one?”

“That’s right, this body is the Ascendant [a being destined for a higher plane of existence] best suited for the new era. Jeron, the demon sword that slays curses!”

“Ascendant, huh…”

He’s telling me this willingly.

As expected, those who are intoxicated with their own power tend to blurt things out.

As Yu Seong-woo continued to frown, Jeron took the initiative.

Jeron, wielding the cracked demon sword, charged forward.

A simple slash from top to bottom, devoid of any swordsmanship.

Yu Seong-woo judged that a direct block was too risky, so he deflected it with Ilsaeng.

The demon sword, deflected to the side, created a deafening roar as it struck the ground.

The ground was torn apart by the immense impact, and dirt and dust erupted as if an explosion had occurred.

“This is what true power is!”

Earth-shattering.

Jeron, who made the sky tremble and the earth crumble, swung his sword at the silhouette faintly visible in the dust.

The dust was cleaved by the powerful sword strike, creating a whirlwind.

However, Yu Seong-woo was nowhere to be seen in the cleared dust.

“Where are you!”

“Here.”

Yu Seong-woo, having vanished from Jeron’s sight, reappeared beneath his feet.

Jeron, lacking eyes, searched for the enemy by sensing energy, but Yu Seong-woo concealed his presence and lowered his stance.

Yu Seong-woo’s Ilsaeng surged upwards.

Jeron swung his sword mightily to intercept the approaching sword, which moved in a bizarre, serpentine trajectory, aiming to pierce Jeron’s head.

But it didn’t end there; follow-up attacks came in rapid succession. An overwhelming barrage of quick swordsmanship unfolded, and Jeron unknowingly took two steps back.

‘I stepped back? In this state?’

Jeron, unable to accept that he had retreated, took two steps forward.

But at the same time, Yu Seong-woo also advanced a step.

Jeron’s sword, which was relatively longer than Yu Seong-woo’s, was now too close to be swung effectively, while Yu Seong-woo was stabbing his sword from various angles even at this close range.

Scars appeared all over Jeron’s body.

Jeron forcibly swung his sword to attack Yu Seong-woo, but he evaded it by redirecting the demon sword with his bare hands, the ones not holding a sword.

“You bastard!”

“…”

Yu Seong-woo silently continued to swing his sword, offering no response.

Eventually, the wounded Jeron retreated, and the battle temporarily subsided.

Yu Seong-woo didn’t pursue Jeron, who had retreated, and Jeron didn’t dare to advance now.

Jeron’s face, realizing that his breathing was slightly labored, revealed his mouth for the first time.

The teeth, like jagged톱니 [톱니 means톱니바퀴, which means gear], exposed as the flesh tore, clicked together as he spoke.

“No matter what, you are human. You will inevitably reach the limit of your stamina! When you are tired, you will die!”

“Then I’ll just kill you before I get tired.”

Yu Seong-woo plunged Ilsaeng into the ground. Then Ilsaeng transformed into a cluster of light and vanished, scattering into motes.

The swordsman had abandoned his sword.

It was a golden opportunity for Jeron, practically an invitation to die, but Jeron couldn’t bring himself to charge.

It was because another cluster of light was gathering in Yu Seong-woo’s hand where the sword had disappeared.

“…Come to me, Other World.”

The second sword engraved in Yu Seong-woo’s soul, Other World.

Two swords, one black and one white, materialized, one in each hand.

The length was about two-thirds of Ilsaeng, and the shape of the curved blade resembled the Persian sword, Shamshir.

“It’s been a while since I’ve held you. Other World.”

When Yu Seong-woo said that and clashed the two daggers, the space resonated with a kiiing- sound.

The resonance soon became wind and swept away the things that were scattering around him. A pleasant cry.

He assumed a stance with Other World in his hands.

It was the basic stance of the Twin Cliff Sword, with his right hand forward and his left hand back.

“From now on, I will use the Twin Cliff Sword. Block it.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

“More than you.”

Jeron grinned.

The Twin Cliff Sword was a swordsmanship that dominated and completely devoured Renoa.

Because it was a swordsmanship that had been thoroughly dissected, he also knew its weaknesses intimately.

If Yu Seong-woo used the Twin Cliff Sword, it would be a simple task to relentlessly exploit its weaknesses and kill him.

“Hoo-eup.”

Yu Seong-woo, taking a short breath, pushed off the ground.

In a flash, he was in front of Jeron, moving his twin swords.

Twin Cliff Sword – Form 2 Claw Marks

Two swords ascended diagonally from bottom to top.

Jeron, facing the familiar sword path of the Twin Cliff Sword, swung his sword to intercept the attack.

However, Yu Seong-woo’s twin swords didn’t stop ascending.

The tip of the sword swept up the blade of the demon sword, then changed trajectory above his head and descended sharply.

Twin Cliff Sword – Form 3 Cliff Downstream

Form 3 flowed seamlessly from Form 2.

Jeron’s stance, which had been blocking the sword rising from below, struggled to defend against the striking Form 3, and soon the sword was completely buried in the ground by the impact.

“You stupid bastard, the Twin Cliff Sword is a swordsmanship that emphasizes softness and weight. But to try to execute it with speed is just like a retard.”

“Kuaaaaaaak-!!”

Jeron wrenched the stuck sword free and swung it wildly.

But a wildly swung sword was no proper sword at all.

He even lost his composure at the thought that he couldn’t block it, even though he believed he completely understood the Twin Cliff Sword.

“You understood everything about the Twin Cliff Sword? Don’t lie. At least Renoa was a person who realized a sword intent twice as deep as you!”

Yu Seong-woo shouted and unleashed the Twin Cliff Sword in rapid succession.

He never learned the Twin Cliff Sword from Renoa.

He stole it all by observing him fight from the sidelines, and he knew it by looking at the sword Jeron was wielding.

Yet the reason he overwhelmed Jeron was because Jeron abandoned his swordsmanship, claiming it was his true form, making the formless swordplay easier to counter.

“Die, die! Dieeeee-!!”

Jeron’s sword swung.

It was a sword with tremendous speed and power, creating whirlwinds dozens of times over, but none of them reached Yu Seong-woo now.

“This is Renoa’s sword. It’s not a sword that a demon sword bastard like you can mock!”

Twin Cliff Sword – Form 9 Twin Dragon Breakthrough

At the same time as the two swords thrust forward like dragons charging, Jeron’s arms were raised upwards.

And he saw it.

The two swords, one black and one white, merged into one in an instant and hurtled towards him.

The moment he sensed his second death.

Twin Cliff Sword – Secret Art Cliff

Two swords crossed the cliff and split the world.

Other World, soaring from top to bottom, resonated with a woong woong sound.