The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 27

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – 27

The Lunar Rabbit Tribe

– Priest Yowol has not disclosed the reason for his visit, but experts speculate that it may be related to a ‘divine revelation’ since he is a member of the Lunar Rabbit Tribe.

“Oh, I heard about that. The Lunar Rabbit Tribe is coming to Korea?”

As the news played, Yoo Ji-woo plopped down next to Yoo Seong-woo, holding Knox, and spoke.

Yoo Seong-woo had never heard of that tribe before.

He knew about elves and dwarves, though.

“What’s the Lunar Rabbit Tribe?”

“Literally, moon rabbits. There isn’t much public information, but they have unique abilities. It’s called Moon Hearing, where they hear the voice of the moon.”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

“It’s like a kind of divine revelation. A voice they hear from the moon god.”

“They’re charlatans.”

“I can’t completely dismiss them as charlatans because they’ve accurately predicted many things with their revelations, so many places are trying to recruit them. An alarm with a 100 percent prediction rate would be quite helpful, right?”

“Still charlatans. I’m sick and tired of divine revelations and prophecies.”

Yoo Seong-woo waved his hand as if to tell her to stop talking.

Divine revelations and prophecies.

Words that had swayed him too much when he was in the other world.

Yoo Ji-woo stared at Yoo Seong-woo at his words.

When he frowned, asking what she was looking at, she blurted out.

“Isn’t the Lunar Rabbit Tribe coming because of you, Oppa?” [Oppa is a Korean term used by females to refer to older brothers or close male friends.]

“Because of me? Why?”

“For the Lunar Rabbit Tribe, holed up in Northern Ireland, to move directly means something pretty big is happening in Korea. Or it already happened. And if you’re talking about the biggest thing that’s happened in Korea, isn’t it only you?”

“Ugh, I hate even hearing it. I don’t want things getting complicated. My head is already a mess from visiting the National Swordmanship Association…”

“You went to the National Swordmanship Association? Today?”

“Yeah. I met Baek Woo-hyun in the city and went. I saw some National Swordmanship. I have a lot to think about because of that, so are you cursing me to get involved with those moon rabbits or whatever, too?”

“What do you have to think about, Oppa? What did you see that made you like that?”

Yoo Ji-woo tilted her head, tickling Knox’s chin or stroking its head.

She petted it here and there, relieving her stress.

He glanced at Knox, who was giggling, clicked his tongue, and said.

“About the National Swordmanship, the swordsmanship was a bit strange, so I fixed it a bit.”

“And?”

“The National Swordmanship, it wasn’t originally created to fight humans. It was made to fight larger, more unconventional monsters.”

“There were monsters in the past?”

Yoo Seong-woo nodded.

Records of monsters existed in Korea, or rather, not just Korea but other countries as well.

Things called yokai [Japanese spirits or supernatural entities], evil spirits, and strange powers.

Whether in myths or legends.

But what if those weren’t just myths or legends, but actually existed?

If the National Swordmanship was really created to fight those monsters?

“…Maybe the Abyss wasn’t just a problem of the present.”

Yoo Seong-woo, having quietly finished his thoughts, looked up at the ceiling.

To think that the place he returned to after winning the war is a battlefield again.

After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth.

“Ji-woo, I’m thinking about something serious.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s have chicken for dinner tonight. I’m craving something greasy.”

He felt like he needed to eat first to get his head working.

* * *

Three days had passed since Knox came to Yoo Ji-woo’s house.

Knox, who had a certain amount of common sense forcibly crammed into his head, went out with Yoo Seong-woo today.

The reason for the outing was to check Knox’s performance.

“This place is good to use your strength as much as you want.”

Yoo Seong-woo and Knox entered the ‘Quietly Overgrown Forest,’ a level 6 Abyss belonging to Meteor Industries, used for training inexperienced divers.

The monsters that appeared were only wolves that hunted in packs, about the size of medium-sized dogs, so they posed no threat to Yoo Seong-woo or Knox.

“Shoot a breath over there.”

“I can’t do that…”

“You’re a dragon, aren’t you?”

If you’re a dragon, shouldn’t you know how to breathe?

Magic is the weapon of dragons as the master of magic, but….

The dragon’s breath is a weapon that is different from magic.

Magic requires three steps: gathering magic power, building a magic circle, and releasing it, but breath dismisses those things and instantly emits enormous firepower.

That’s how it was able to establish itself as a symbol of the dragon.

But if a dragon can’t breathe, it can’t be called a dragon.

It’s more like an Imugi [a Korean mythical creature, a proto-dragon], who is disqualified as a dragon.

When Yoo Seong-woo made an openly disappointed expression at Knox’s words that he couldn’t breathe, Knox’s tail swept the floor as if it were bitter.

“Then I can’t help it. Then release the Polymorph. Let’s estimate the size.”

At his words, Knox clenched both hands and put strength into his facial muscles.

The tail stood stiff and trembled, and soon the whole body trembled.

Knox didn’t think about returning to the dragon.

“…I can’t.”

“You can’t do anything.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Well, it’s not really your fault. It’s something I expected to some extent.”

“Yes?!”

Yoo Seong-woo thought that Knox’s Polymorph was not cast by herself.

Someone forcibly cast Polymorph on Knox and fixed it in human form.

Yoo Seong-woo thought that was the reason why Knox couldn’t return to his original form.

It was such a powerful magic that Knox couldn’t undo it himself, so it would be impossible to return to the dragon’s form unless he was somewhat skilled in magic.

“You don’t know any magic either, do you?”

“…Unfortunately.”

“It can’t be helped. No one has taught you so far. Besides, you don’t have any memories.”

Dragons are born as near-omnipotent beings, but they are not born omnipotent.

They are born with the ability to see the flow of magic power with their eyes and manipulate it, but unless they are really geniuses, they have no choice but to learn from someone.

Knox lacked those things.

Even if he had lost his memory, if he had learned anything, the things that had accumulated in his body would naturally pop out.

Because he was separated from his parents before he could learn those things, he would have become a half-baked dragon who couldn’t use magic or breath.

“Then let’s look at your physical abilities. Swing your fist at that tree. With all your might.”

“With, with all my might…”

At Yoo Seong-woo’s words, Knox approached the big tree and clenched his cute fist tightly.

A pathetic posture. But the powerful magic naturally rushed into his fist.

Even if he was half-baked, a dragon was a dragon, and the vast magic power pulsating from his heart responded to her will.

And then the fist that cut through the air.

The fist that touched the big tree made a ‘thud’ sound, but the result was devastating.

The uncontrolled magic power emitted from the fist spread out in a fan shape, breaking the tree and turning the earth into a shambles.

But the fuel consumption was terrible.

Knox was panting and collapsed to the floor with just one punch.

It seemed that he couldn’t control the use of magic power, so he thought there were quite a few things to teach.

“Your physical abilities are useful.”

It was firepower that would be perfect for siege warfare.

It’s a shame that he can’t use breath and magic, but if he meets another dragon later, he can beat them up and make them Knox’s tutor.

After resting for a while and recovering his magic power, Knox got up from his seat.

Then he looked alternately at the scene he had created and his fist, and then raised it.

“Is this enough?”

“Yes. That’s enough. Then next… Night Dragon, it’s time to find out your characteristics.”

“Night Dragon.”

“Yeah, Night Dragon. You know that the meaning is the same, but the nuance is different.”

“…….”

Knox glared at Yoo Seong-woo, but he didn’t care and drew his sword in one hand.

As the blood-red sword was held in his hand, Knox blinked his big eyes and looked at him.

“W, what are you going to do with that?”

“…Have you ever heard the saying that the time when instinct is best revealed is when life is at stake?”

“…No.”

“Yeah, you wouldn’t have heard of it. There would have been no one to teach you. Maybe your mom would have taught you this.”

And Knox sensed it.

Yoo Seong-woo was really going to cut him down.

The momentum flowing from him holding the sword was unusual.

He was just loosely holding the sword and looking at himself.

Intangible murderous intent was rising.

The murderous intent he was raising was very thick.

The forest birds were surprised and ran away, and the wild animals also did not approach this way.

The bugs were crushed to death by the murderous intent alone.

The noisy forest suddenly became quiet.

Silence and stillness.

That was all that filled the space between Yoo Seong-woo and Knox.

A dense murderous intent fills the space.

An overwhelming momentum that would crush and kill an ordinary person.

‘M, my body won’t move…’

Knox wanted to run away from this place right now, but he realized that his legs were not moving.

The sensation that went beyond mere intimidation and penetrated the brain was as sharp as a sword held to the back of the neck.

This is the realm of those who have transcended humans.

The presence of a person who exudes a spirit that crushes the atmosphere just by holding a sword and standing there.

Yoo Seong-woo slowly raised his sword.

“I’m a little sorry to bring out your instincts in this way.”

Yoo Seong-woo’s muttering is not heard in Knox’s ears.

He just looked at his blood-red sword, and his body stiffened.

Following that, an intuition like a premonition came.

If I don’t do anything, I’ll die.

The falling sword will mercilessly cut me in half, and the flame of life will be extinguished so easily.

I’m going to die, I’m going to die, I’m going to die.

Instead of decreasing, the murderous intent continued to increase, and his head was filled with only one thought.

If I don’t kill him, I’ll die.

The survival instinct of the dragon, which has reigned as the apex of the species for a long time and has defeated countless strong people, opened its eyes inside Knox.

“Kyaaaaaaak-!!”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Knox lowered his center of gravity, put his hands on the ground, and stood on all fours.

In the purple eyes, golden vertical pupils were in place, raising murderous intent.

Behind his back, wings made of skin tore through his clothes and revealed themselves.

“As expected, when life is on the line, the true nature comes out properly. Fur and wings.”

Yoo Seong-woo said that, but he didn’t put down his sword.

Not yet, not yet.

What he wanted to see from Knox was something else.

He wanted to see the true value of the Night Dragon, a dragon he had never heard of before, not a dragon who had lost his reason due to stimulated instincts.

“Now, show me more.”

Yoo Seong-woo further amplified his murderous intent.

Now, the intangible murderous intent became a sharp sword and pressed down on Knox’s whole body.

With the will to kill him if he moved even one step.

And after pressing down for a while, Knox rolled his eyes as he stood on all fours and fainted.

“Oh… dear.”