The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 157

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 157

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 157

Black Hyang

“These cute little punks.”

“I’m older than you, red human.”

“Me too. Or am I? I’m not sure!”

“Cute but sassy, funny kids……”

While Yuseongwoo, Yujiu, and Yuwol were in Northern Europe, Hong Seohwa, who came to see Shua-nel and Knox who stayed at home, smiled helplessly.

Seo Yeon-jung was staying in Korea, taking care of them, so Hong Seohwa didn’t really need to come.

She just wanted to see their cute faces, so she came to visit.

Shua-nel had lost even more of her manners… and Knox was almost getting infected by it.

‘An internet-addicted high elf……’

She really thought they were an oddity.

Hong Seohwa sighed deeply and looked at the two people wandering around the living room.

Knox followed Shua-nel wherever she went.

Shua-nel seemed a little annoyed, but she didn’t refuse.

They just looked like good sisters with a big age gap.

Different appearances and different origins, but they were tied together under the name of Yuseongwoo and became family.

Looking at them made her heart feel warm.

Hong Seohwa looked at them and licked her lips.

‘I should have just forced my way in and followed them.’

Northern Europe expedition.

It would have been so much fun…….

It would have been incredibly fun…….

She felt a little regret that she couldn’t join that glorious adventure.

As the leader of the Red Dragon guild, she wouldn’t have many opportunities to be with Sword Spirit [Yuseongwoo’s alias].

Hong Seohwa, who was sad about that, sighed again.

“Sister, what’s wrong?”

“Huh? Oh, no… nothing?”

“Liar. People who make that face always have worries.”

Knox, who had come at some point, toddled up and grabbed Hong Seohwa’s sleeve and said.

She said that she looked worried and urged her to tell her if she had any concerns.

She didn’t know if it was right to confide these worries to a child.

At least Hong Seohwa wasn’t a good enough adult to think that deeply.

“I wanted to go to Northern Europe too~ But I couldn’t go, so that’s why I’m like this now.”

“Don’t you like being with us?”

“Huh? Huh? That’s not it.”

“Then that’s fine! Let’s go to the playground! Playground!”

Knox grabbed Hong Seohwa’s sleeve as it was and pulled her.

Knox pulled her to get her up, but Hong Seohwa unconsciously tensed up when she was pulled.

The sleeve, unable to withstand the force, tore with a rip.

“Oh, oh……”

“……”

Knox looked at Hong Seohwa’s face.

She thought she would be very angry because she tore her clothes, and she was about to say something while looking at her.

Hong Seohwa rushed towards Knox and hugged her.

“You! Who told you to be so strong? I lost a piece of clothing.”

“I, I’m sorry……”

“Well, it wasn’t intentional. Let’s change our clothes and go to the playground!”

“……Yes!”

Knox smiled brightly.

* * *

It wasn’t that he didn’t know that Black Hyang would approach again.

He pretended not to see the mirror [Cheonmagyeong], but he subtly signaled that he possessed it.

It was to take the initiative in the deal.

The reason they were so sure that he had taken it was because there was someone who could analyze the traces of the battle at the site.

If they were skilled in analysis, they would have easily recognized the sword marks left there.

It seemed like a very important item to them, so he decided to wait until they became impatient.

He put out bait, waiting for them to offer everything they had.

And Black Hyang was about to bite the fluttering bait.

This would definitely be a significant bridgehead if he were to advance into China in the future.

“Cheonmagyeong… Did you say it was a sacred object of the Demonic Cult?”

“That’s right. Cheonmagyeong is one of the three sacred objects of the Shin-gyo [Demonic Cult]. It is a necessary item to become a complete Cheonma [Demonic God].”

‘So it’s such an important item.’

He could tell just by the impatience that appeared on Black Hyang’s face, which had been indifferent until now.

“I see……”

Yuseongwoo looked into Black Hyang’s face and said.

It showed very little on his face, but

“Yes, I don’t know what you guys are talking about Cheonmagyeong, but I did pick up a mirror inside the Abyss.”

Black Hyang’s expression changed at the word mirror.

A face that screamed, ‘You really had the Cheonmagyeong.’

A slight anger arose, and uncontrollable murderous intent emanated from her body.

Yuseongwoo snorted and said.

“How can the leader of a group not control their emotions?”

“……Hoo.”

Perhaps she came to her senses at his words, Black Hyang took a long breath and suppressed her murderous intent and continued to speak.

“Wouldn’t you return the sacred object of this cult to this cult? I will pay any price corresponding to it.”

“Unfortunately, ‘anything’ is the word I hate the most. If I ask you to give up the position of leader of the Demonic Cult in exchange for giving this, you wouldn’t give it. Set a standard. A standard.”

‘Guys who order anything at a cafe, or guys who seduce you by saying they’ll do anything…’

‘I have to order an espresso for that kind of guy at the cafe, and if they say they’ll do anything, I have to tell them to give up their lives.’

Vague standards only make people angry, so Yuseongwoo demanded that Black Hyang set an exact standard.

She couldn’t give an answer right away.

What can the Demonic Cult offer?

Even if it’s an item comparable to the Cheonmagyeong, what should they offer….

“How about a divine weapon? There is a good item.”

“Bring something better than this.”

Yuseongwoo summoned Ilsaeng [his sword] and stuck it in front of her.

Black Hyang frowned at the sight of Ilsaeng.

The murderous intent emanating from the sword was no joke. It was spreading murderous intent everywhere as if it had a self, so it was no exaggeration to call it a demon sword.

If an ordinary person even held the handle of this sword, they would go crazy on the spot unless the sword allowed it.

Besides, it was impossible to even guess how much blood the bright red sword had absorbed.

‘A sword of this level is not inferior to the Demonic Cult’s sacred weapon, the ‘Cheonma Black Sword’.’

It was a sword that was not inferior to any divine weapon of the Demonic Cult.

Then it would be impossible to trade with items.

As Black Hyang couldn’t readily give an answer and continued to rack her brains, Yuseongwoo said as if he was frustrated.

“You said it’s a sacred object? If you want to take the sacred object, you have to offer an item with a value corresponding to the sacred object. But it doesn’t necessarily have to be a material item.”

“That means……”

“It really means I’ll take anything. Land, rights, soul, life… Call out the maximum you can pay.”

After obtaining the Cheonmagyeong, the magicians in the attack team stuck to it and analyzed it.

The Cheonmagyeong that Yuseongwoo saw had the function of tracking the life response of someone far away.

A mirror with a slight problem in the reception status when the magic storm is strong.

However, Hetris and the magicians’ analysis revealed that it had other functions as well.

But they were things that were difficult to use realistically.

The things engraved on the Cheonmagyeong were closer to magic than spells, and they could only be used if several conditions were met.

In other words, it was a useless item to Yuseongwoo.

But value is relative.

Even if it’s useless to him, it’s like it’s the only sacred object in the world to the Demonic Cult.

“……”

“Is it difficult to answer? Then I’ll give you a hint. I hate the Murim Alliance [Martial Arts Alliance]. It may not be now, but we’ll clash someday. I killed three S-class there. And there’s one guy who knows that fact.”

This was a slip of the tongue.

Yuseongwoo tapped his lips lightly as he added, but Black Hyang didn’t think it was a slip of the tongue.

‘If it’s the three people who recently died in the Murim Alliance……’

Namgung Hyeonrok, Namgung Kang, Seonryong Incident.

According to the information sent by the spies planted in the Murim Alliance, they died when alchemists and researchers escaped from China.

The Murim Alliance announced that they died while attacking the Abyss…….

‘It was him.’

All the pieces fell into place.

A master of Hwagyeong [a high level of martial arts], a person who can kill three S-class and break through a special Abyss with alchemists and researchers.

If you ask who is capable of that, it would only be Yuseongwoo.

What Black Hyang knew about him was only a fragment.

She could tell that he was superior to her just by the momentum she felt.

It was absurd that he hunted Hraesvelg in that Abyss and returned safely.

Black Hyang, who had made up her mind, opened her mouth.

“If you return the Cheonmagyeong to this cult, this cult, the Cheonma Shin-gyo, will be an ally who will not betray you. I will even give you a position in this cult if you want.”

“Hmm, and?”

“…What more do you want?”

“Usually in martial arts novels, they say ‘grace of saving life’ at times like this and try to give me their liver and gallbladder……”

Black Hyang bit her lip tightly at Yuseongwoo’s muttering.

The thought of punching him right now sprang up.

But she had decided to put aside her murderous intent.

She bit her lip tightly and continued to speak.

“I will open the secret vault of this cult. I will support you with elixirs, and I will lend you as many secret books as you want.”

It was a sound of giving everything she had. The Demonic Cult valued the Cheonmagyeong more than those.

Secret books and elixirs can be replenished later.

The Demonic Cult will further increase its power, and there will be no problem in supplying materials after it stabilizes.

However, the Cheonmagyeong that Yuseongwoo has may not be obtained anytime else if not now.

The face of Black Seonmu, who was listening to the story quietly from a little distance away, turned pale at her declaration.

But she didn’t stop her.

Black Hyang’s decision is the will of the Demonic Cult.

If she says she will, she has no choice but to do so.

Yuseongwoo licked his lips.

He felt like he could get a little more… He felt like he could squeeze out something good if he poked it just a little more…….

But if he went that far, Black Hyang would rather harbor resentment.

Since they have stepped back greatly, he should also step back.

“Then invite me to the Demonic Cult sometime later.”

“That means.”

“I’ll hand over the mirror. I don’t know why this useless mirror is a sacred object.”

Yuseongwoo took out the Cheonmagyeong that he had received from Hetris from his pants pocket.

Black Hyang blinked her eyes at the sight of the Cheonmagyeong.

It is a mirror with gorgeous but unimpressive workmanship.

Perhaps because it was covered in dirt…….

However, Black Hyang could tell.

The ‘demon’ contained in the mirror.

Yuseongwoo moved the mirror from side to side. Black Hyang’s eyes followed his hand.

“Here.”

When Yuseongwoo held out the mirror, she carefully took the mirror.

The mirror that touched her hand resonated slightly.

It was something that didn’t happen when Yuseongwoo had it, so he also watched with curious eyes.

‘Is the specific condition something like… Cheonma [Demonic God], or something?’

It certainly seemed to have a stronger meaning than practicality.

Yuseongwoo said to Black Hyang, who was holding the Cheonmagyeong in her arms.

“Next time, I’ll go rob the Demonic Cult.”

Very thoroughly.