The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 140

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 140

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully Episode 140

Reorganization (5)

It’s incredibly difficult to build public sentiment, but it can plummet to rock bottom in an instant.

Min Jong-ho, who had reigned as the Minister of Diver Management for a long time, saw his position become as fragile as a reed in a typhoon.

Based on Choi Ah-yeon’s testimony, various military corruption cases were exposed, and Min Jong-ho’s involvement was confirmed.

‘Why, why did it turn out like this?’

Min Jong-ho gnashed his teeth.

It shouldn’t have happened this way. Yoo Seong-woo should have been imprisoned, but for some reason, the judge acquitted him instead of sentencing him to jail.

Like a frightened animal, he ignored all of Min Jong-ho’s calls and holed himself up at home, refusing to come out.

“Yoo Seong-woo, that bastard, that bastard must have done something……”

It’s the same this time.

He was the Minister of Diver Management. Unlike ordinary people, he sat in a high position, managing the Divers [individuals with supernatural abilities].

But what is this state now?

Aren’t the Divers he’s supposed to manage baring their teeth at him?

After all he’s done to help them grow.

‘These, these damn bastards…….’

Min Jong-ho was cornered.

Even the party that had supported him had practically cut ties with him.

Those he had backed only said they would help, but not a single one acted.

He only became truly alone after losing his son.

Loneliness came.

A poison more terrifying and painful than anything else filled him.

Thus, Min Jong-ho’s trial was set, and he was sentenced to prison.

It was a verdict he couldn’t stop, even with everything he had.

A politician without anyone to help him was just a fruit that had fallen from the tree, its market value diminished.

It was a swift decision by the government. Close to a tail-cutting [sacrificing a part to save the whole], but wasn’t it necessary to cut away the rotten parts?

In order for them to survive.

Sentenced to prison, Min Jong-ho was quickly incarcerated.

To appease Yoo Seong-woo’s anger, which might erupt at any moment.

And if they didn’t, the enraged public would trouble the government with countless petitions.

As a final courtesy, Min Jong-ho was imprisoned in a solitary cell, not living with other inmates, and slumped down in despair, looking twenty years older.

What was it that he had built up until now?

Was it all just a sandcastle destined to collapse so futilely?

All sorts of thoughts filled his head, only to be erased repeatedly.

Soon, even those 잡념 [雜念 – j념japnyum: random, distracting thoughts] were all erased, and he fell asleep in solitude, only to wake up at dawn.

Waking up suddenly in the dark dawn, Min Jong-ho felt his hands and feet trembling.

It wasn’t normal.

A tremor coming from the fear that his primal instincts were warning him about.

Humans are also animals.

The warning according to animal instinct was truly absurd.

The sensation reminded Min Jong-ho of things he had forgotten until now, and he slowly rose, turning his gaze in the direction his instincts were warning him about.

It was the only place where moonlight didn’t reach, a place where deep shadows lay.

There, a pair of red eyes was staring at him.

Were they the eyes of a beast, or the eyes of a monster?

Having found him, it stared at him silently for a while before opening its mouth.

“I didn’t kill your son, Min Cheong-un. Foolishly, he fell into the hands of the Ascendant Church.”

“Yoo, Yoo Seong-woo!”

“He shook hands with those he shouldn’t have. Was he even trying to establish the Ascendant Church as the state religion?”

“N, now! Yoo Seong-woo is here!”

“No matter how much you shout, no one will come. No one will hear your voice.”

Listening to that, it felt strange.

The prison lights were always on, even at night, but now it was pitch black.

Min Jong-ho looked around for something to defend himself with, but realizing there was nothing, he could only retreat.

He was no different from a frightened animal.

“Your moronic son was truly an idiot. It would be one thing if he died fighting, but he was fascinated by the majesty of a monster and offered people as sacrifices to learn it……”

“I, I didn’t know about that!”

“You wouldn’t, would you? But what would your son have seen and learned? He would have learned from his moronic parents… seeing human lives as worthless.”

From the darkness, the red eyes disappeared, and a red sword appeared.

Ilseong [a powerful sword], emitting a red aura along with a humming resonance even in the darkness.

Seeing that, Min Jong-ho felt extreme fear engulf his mind.

The Yoo Seong-woo before his eyes was different from any Diver he had seen until now.

He could finally understand why Choi Ah-yeon feared him, and why the other Divers sided with him…….

As someone who wasn’t a Diver, that was all he could understand.

Yoo Seong-woo was a monster beyond all of that, outside the realm of understanding.

Like the priests of the Ascendant Church…….

No, since he had killed them himself, he was a monster beyond monsters, the sky above the sky.

A god untouched by human hands.

In his last moment, when his mind was extremely close to ‘death,’ Min Jong-ho saw the god dwelling within Yoo Seong-woo.

“…There’s no need to kill you myself.”

Yoo Seong-woo returned Ilseong, which he had drawn, and disappeared.

The sight of someone dying of fear was utterly ridiculous.

* * *

“Choi Ah-yeon, newly joined to the Sword Soul Guild. Please take care of me.”

“Deputy Leader Baek Woo-hyun. Please take care of you, Ah-yeon-ssi [a polite honorific].”

With the death of the Minister of Diver Management, a new minister was elected, but the direct unit was disbanded.

There were several problems, and with Choi Ah-yeon’s discharge, other unit members also retired one after another and joined Sword Soul.

However, a few who didn’t like Yoo Seong-woo remained in the military.

“Now there are only two S-ranks?”

“If you include the Guild Leader and the CEO, isn’t it three?”

“Do you think I’m the same as you guys?”

Yoo Seong-woo retorted at Choi Ah-yeon’s words and stared at her intently.

‘Why is he looking at me like that?’

‘Could it be that he… doesn’t like me?’

‘Am I… going to die today?’

Choi Ah-yeon, who was imagining ridiculous things under his gaze, tilted her head, seeing that he didn’t say anything.

Only then did Yoo Seong-woo open his mouth.

“What do you use as a weapon?”

“I use 쌍단검 [ssangdangeom: twin swords]. I also know a little about 비도술 [bidoseul: throwing knives technique].”

“Then take this.”

Yoo Seong-woo took out a pair of 쌍단검 from his artifact bag and threw them.

Choi Ah-yeon, who caught them, examined the weapons closely, then widened her eyes and shouted.

“I, isn’t this Guild Leader Yoo Seok-hyung of Black Bear’s weapon?!”

“Maybe. I picked it up.”

Deepest part of the Scenic Zone.

Yoo Seong-woo had meticulously 챙겨온 [chaenggyeoon: gathered and brought] their weapons and artifacts while escaping from there.

When he didn’t have a weapon, he cherished even chipped ones rolling around on the battlefield, so he couldn’t leave behind things that looked good.

Even if humans are trash, weapons are innocent.

…As long as they’re not demon swords.

“Don’t use it in front of others.”

“I understand. I will use it gratefully. I was about to return the one provided by the government and needed a new weapon……”

Choi Ah-yeon was moved.

She had only been with the company for a day, but she received something worth hundreds of millions…….

Yoo Seok-hyung, who bought this item at auction, was so happy that he even wrote an article about how much this weapon cost.

Such a weapon was now in Choi Ah-yeon’s hands.

“Why are the benefits here so good?”

“I received one too.”

Baek Woo-hyun said, slightly pulling out the sword from his waist and showing it.

A blue sword.

That was also as famous as Yoo Seok-hyung’s weapon.

“Namcheong Sword…….”

The moment Choi Ah-yeon saw Baek Woo-hyun’s sword, she realized that Yoo Seong-woo was the culprit in the Min Cheong-un disappearance case.

A slightly blue tinge remained on her face.

‘T, then if I mess up, I’ll get the Min Cheong-un ending too…….’

“I can see exactly what you’re thinking.”

“I’m sorry!”

“And let me tell you, I didn’t kill Min Cheong-un.”

“T, then who did?”

“He 설치다 [seolchida: acted rashly] without knowing his place and committed suicide. It’s the law to die if you interfere in a sacred swordsman’s duel.”

Min Cheong-un-style suicide method.

Choi Ah-yeon named it that and deeply vowed not to act rashly.

Yoo Seong-woo also saw the other newly joined people standing behind her.

They also seemed to be expecting to get something.

“I’ll get you a weapon when you become S-rank, so work hard.”

Yoo Seong-woo said casually and disappeared, waving his hand.

Literally, he really disappeared.

He moved so quickly that no one in this place could follow his movements with their eyes.

‘Did I… make a good career move?’

* * *

The power structure of South Korea has been greatly reorganized once again.

With the Ascendant Church being driven out, it became difficult to see Ascendant Church followers on the streets anymore, and Meteor Industries attempted a great leap forward.

In the past, Meteor Industries was not even in the top five…….

Baek Woo-hyun withdrew from the 본국검회 [Bonguk Geomhoe: Traditional Korean Swordmanship Association], and Black Bear collapsed.

Other guilds were experiencing stagnant growth, so only Meteor Industries stood tall.

This was also because Sword Soul, a guild under Meteor Industries, had established itself as a stable military group.

Meteor Industries was now in the top five, no, the top three.

Both as a company and as a guild.

After one upheaval, a peaceful state continued.

The weak gather in front of themselves when a strong person appears.

Because a wall that could never be overcome, called ‘Yoo Seong-woo,’ blocked their path.

Meanwhile, Yoo Seong-woo focused on training. Many wondered if it was necessary to train since he had already reached the peak of skill, but he realized once again that he wasn’t good enough with his current level.

Deepest part of the Scenic Zone, in that abyss-like place.

If he hadn’t wielded his sword properly there, he would have died without a doubt.

As such, those he would have to face in the future were extremely vicious.

He also 겸사겸사 [gyeomsa gyeomsa: while he was at it] trained the Divers of Sword Soul.

Including the three who always trained, Yoo-wol and Choi Ah-yeon, and the Divers who newly joined Sword Soul.

Those who had finished the special training conducted in the Special Abyss were sprawled out like they were dead, not moving at all.

Each moment was a battle between life and death, so not only their physical strength but also their mental strength was greatly consumed.

They had newly realized that the Special Abyss was a place where one of their limbs could fly away if they lost their minds for even a moment.

“Have one each! Have one each! You eat well!”

Walking around among the sprawled-out people, Hetrice made them drink some kind of medicine.

Baek Woo-hyun, who received the shimmering yellow medicine in a bottle, looked at her and asked.

“W, what is this?”

“Ah, it’s a fatigue reliever. A fatigue reliever. Really.”

At her words, Baek Woo-hyun drank the medicine with a suspicious expression.

The refreshing lemon flavor was impressive.

Not long after drinking it, the effects of the fatigue reliever appeared.

Wasn’t it true that his fatigue disappeared in an instant?

He looked at Hetrice with amazed eyes at the surprising effect, but she was writing something in her notebook while looking at the people who had drunk the medicine.

“…Hmm, are there any side effects? Well, that’s a relief. I was prepared for hair loss.”

Baek Woo-hyun, who was about to say something with a dumbfounded expression at her muttering, said.

“But where did the Guild Master go?”

“No, more than that, side effects?”

“Where did he go?”

“…Why are you asking that?”

“The material for making the Philosopher’s Stone has come out! It’s time to keep the contract!”