The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 118

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 118

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 118

Sword Spirit

“Do you really not remember anything?”

“I told you, I don’t.”

Yuseong-u, in a relief camp set up in the Vatican, chewed on combat rations while answering Jeanne’s question.

Jeanne asked Yuseong-u something strange.

“While you were asleep, another personality seemed to awaken.”

The personality that grabbed Jeanne’s wrist was only there for a moment.

After warning Jeanne, it fell asleep again as if nothing had happened.

“…Then what on earth was that?”

“You must have been seeing things. Getting senile from being too old.”

“Witches don’t get senile even after living for hundreds of years.”

“Looks like you did to me.”

Yuseong-u chewed and swallowed all the combat rations, then lay down on the cot and closed his eyes.

His body had not fully recovered yet, so he needed a little more time.

And at the same time, he suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up.

Jeanne, who was next to him, was startled and asked.

“Why, what’s wrong? Was the meal not enough?”

“…Is this what a human body is like? It’s a strange feeling.”

Yuseong-u muttered those words and lay down again.

Jeanne felt goosebumps all over.

It seemed like an unidentified personality had taken over Yuseong-u’s body, so she put her hands together and began to pray.

“Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven…”

* * *

Yuseong-u had a dream.

Everything around him was dark. In a world where nothing could be seen, all he could recognize was his own body.

Yuseong-u looked down at his hands and feet and realized where he was.

A deep swamp.

He was standing in a place filled with black water up to his waist, a place that was indistinguishable as a river or a lake.

‘Is this the Black Sea…’

It was a side effect of using Heuksa.

The essence of Heuksa is a demonic sword. Because it has the property of devouring its owner, it affects even the mind.

Using Heuksa can definitely defeat enemies easily.

But there is a great price to pay for power gained easily.

“Do you still want to devour me that much?”

Of course, no answer is heard. Heuksa will try to keep his spirit here and take over his body.

To plunge him into eternal silence, it pulls him into an even darker darkness.

Black hands rose from the black sea and tightened around Yuseong-u’s body.

They grabbed his waist and arms, his neck and face.

And then, they pulled him straight into the black sea.

Yuseong-u was gradually sucked in, and he opened his eyes in the sea and looked around.

The sea was full of corpses.

The enemies he had defeated so far and everything Heuksa had cut down were piled up like mountains in the sea.

People, monsters… the things piled up without distinction were in a terrible state.

A mountain of corpses rotting and swarming with maggots everywhere.

“Enough is enough. You know you can’t do anything to me with these things. How many times have I seen them…”

Yuseong-u muttered to himself like a madman, closing and opening his eyes.

Then, a splash was heard from the black sea.

When he raised his head and looked up, several corpses were gradually sinking there.

…They were familiar faces.

Yu Ji-u’s corpse sinks.

Baek Wu-hyeon’s corpse sinks.

Hong Seo-hwa’s corpse sinks.

Nox’s corpse sinks.

Yu-wol’s corpse sinks.

Schuel’s corpse sinks.

As if mocking him, Heuksa showed Yuseong-u their corpses, saying that one day they would end up like that too.

When he turned his eyes away from the corpses, there were the corpses of the members of the Sword Spirit Expedition.

No matter where he turned his head, it was full of familiar faces.

People who died because of his mistakes, people he killed, people who sacrificed themselves for him…

Yuseong-u had no choice but to close his eyes. It’s all a nightmare and an illusion, but always… he could do nothing but endure it.

Because this place was a dream created by Heuksa.

-Open your eyes.

A voice was heard.

It was a voice he didn’t remember.

But because it was a voice stuck in his head, Yuseong-u slowly opened his eyes.

“…What?”

Something was falling from the sky.

A red meteor was coming, cutting through the black sea.

Yuseong-u narrowed his eyes to recognize what it was.

And he realized it was a ‘sword’.

The sword he had used the longest.

A companion, a friend, a sword that felt like family…

Before he knew it, Ilsaeng, who had flown to his eyes, floated in front of his eyes, emitting a red light.

Then, the countless black hands that were holding Yuseong-u’s entire body were cut off.

“…Ilsaeng, are you talking to me?”

Ilsaeng hummed as if it was.

Yuseong-u reached out and grabbed Ilsaeng’s hilt, and soon the black sea gradually turned red with a great red light.

Heuksa’s will was felt.

He would retreat this time, but he would never let go next time.

Yuseong-u raised his middle finger towards the other side and grabbed Ilsaeng’s hilt with both hands.

The red light shone even brighter.

* * *

“Ugh…”

Yuseong-u woke up with a headache.

He was lying on the cot set up in the Vatican relief tent.

“My head…”

It felt like someone was hammering his brain.

Frowning, he realized that something heavy was on his chest.

It was Ilsaeng.

A red sword with a crude design.

Ilsaeng, who hadn’t even been summoned, was in his arms.

“Why is this here…”

“You’re awake?”

Yuseong-u turned his head at the voice he heard from the side.

There was Jeanne with a slightly haggard face.

“What happened?”

“Do you really not have multiple personalities or anything? Like schizophrenia?”

“I told you, I don’t.”

“After you fell asleep, you woke up once and said something strange and fell asleep again.”

“And?”

“That was okay, but suddenly that red sword floated above Master Yuseong-u and blocked anyone from approaching. It emitted a threatening aura just by getting close…”

“Really?”

Yuseong-u said that and lifted Ilsaeng.

Then he laughed loudly.

“Haha, hahaha! So, is this what Schuel meant when she said it wasn’t far off? It’s ridiculous.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Something good happened. Something really good.”

Yuseong-u sometimes thought that Ilsaeng had a self.

Recently, he had even managed to pass on his experiences to Banmyeong.

Sometimes, he even hummed as if answering his words.

But that was not an imagination but a reality.

Ilsaeng had reached the realm of an ‘ego sword’ [a sword with its own consciousness] with a self from an ordinary sword.

Just as a swordsman gradually increases his level to reach Swordmaster, Ilsaeng, who had accumulated numerous experiences and divinity, was reborn as an ego sword.

“Ilsaeng.”

*Hmm.*

Now he answers for sure.

Yuseong-u lightly tapped Ilsaeng’s sword with his finger.

Then, a clear echo rang out in the tent.

He sent Ilsaeng back and stretched.

The headache was gone, so he got up from the bed and said.

“Now it’s time to settle accounts. Jeanne, bring the Witch Society.”

* * *

The Witch Society commissioned Yuseong-u to kill Thomas de Torquemada.

Yuseong-u carried it out perfectly(?).

The deaths of commoners were avoided as much as possible, and most of the paladins and S-class divers survived.

It was a result that would never have come out if the witches had stepped in directly.

Since Thomas was dead, the witches looked after the condition of the commoners and divers.

The witches guessed that they had been brainwashed by divinity.

However, such signs were seen in the S-class divers, but not in the paladins and commoners.

Except for the S-class divers, everyone believed in Thomas of their own free will.

Those who had lost their god were clamoring to the Witch Society to revive Thomas.

‘Well, it’s none of my business.’

Yuseong-u was commissioned to kill Thomas.

The aftermath was not his job.

“Then let’s wrap it up here.”

“…I understand. Thank you so much for this cooperation, Master Yuseong-u.”

Medi, the leader of the Witch Society elders, said.

Yuseong-u squeezed out as much as he could from the Witch Society.

The Witch Society treated Thomas’s case as an even bigger incident.

As Jeanne reported in detail, Thomas reached a higher level, and Yuseong-u overwhelmed him with overwhelming power and won.

The Witch Society judged that Yuseong-u had become stronger than when he left for the Vatican expedition and gave him more.

If they maintain a good relationship, they will be able to help each other in the future.

As a result, Yuseong-u was the only one who received a lot.

Yuseong-u got up from his seat and said.

“Then we will return to Korea. It seems like there is no more business in Italy.”

“I have prepared a plane. Jeanne, take him to the airport.”

“Okay. Medi.”

Yuseong-u, Yu-wol, and Schuel took a car from Venice to the airport again.

The procedures at the airport were quick, and they were able to quickly return to Korea from Italy.

“I can finally play the game again…! My hands were trembling with withdrawal symptoms…”

“Stop playing the game.”

“I haven’t been able to do it for even an hour for the past few days!”

“Okay, do it for only an hour a day when you get back. Let’s get our act together from now on.”

“That’s not enough to satisfy my desires…”

Yuseong-u sighed and looked at Yu-wol in the next seat.

Yu-wol was holding a tablet and flipping through the contents.

Feeling his gaze, she opened her mouth.

“We gained a lot from this. The Witch Society is one of the top guilds in Europe, so if we get their full support, we can quickly enter the ranks of a giant guild.”

“Sword Spirit hasn’t even been established yet…”

“Actually, to be honest, Seong-u alone *is* a giant guild. As for combat power.”

“I think the other guys are too weak…”

Yuseong-u said that, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes.

Yu-wol stared at his profile for a while and opened her mouth.

“Are you planning to proceed with the establishment of Sword Spirit as soon as you return to Korea?”

“That would be good.”

You have to row when the tide comes in [idiom: to take advantage of an opportunity]. Yuseong-u was planning to consolidate his power with the name of the Witch Society on his back.

To become an organization that cannot be easily touched, whether domestic or overseas.

The Witch Society had that much power. Witches, who used to be oppressed, now wield tremendous power in modern times.

“…And we need to train more talents. Come to think of it, I forgot to ask Thomas about the Ascendant Church. The problem is that you lose your reason when you use Heuksa.”

“I’ve already investigated that part. Catholicism and the Ascendant Church… it seems like they had contact, but I don’t think they have a deep relationship.”

“Why?”

“The Catholic Church calls the Ascendant Church a heresy… and they beat to death all the Ascendant Church followers near the Vatican.”

“Oh.”

“I realized here that the gods have different powers.”

“…That’s what I’m saying.”

The world is still…

It was full of religious persecution.

With religious persecution where blood and flesh splattered.