The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 369

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 368

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 368

Preparation (4)

Yuseongwu, who had glimpsed all of Ilsaeng’s memories, slowly opened his eyes. The red sword in his hand emitted a brilliant light, a clear testament to its existence.

It was the birth of a new divine being in the form of a sword. The sword, possessing its own ego, had shared its experiences with Yuseongwu, steadily accumulating divinity.

And by sharing its memories with Yuseongwu, it synchronized its existence, restructuring its being to match Yuseongwu’s level.

When Yuseongwu released Ilsaeng’s hilt, Ilsaeng, floating in the air, descended slightly, then spun around, transforming into the form of a young child.

At that moment, the door burst open, and people flooded in.

A strange light and powerful energy had emanated from the top floor of the Sword Soul Guild Tower, where Yuseongwu was.

Some even entered the room armed.

“Seongwu-nim! What’s going on?!”

“Oppa! Are you okay?!”

“Master!”

A crowd had gathered.

Then, they saw Ilsaeng, in the form of a child, standing blankly in the room, and their eyes widened.

Before they could say anything, Ilsaeng darted towards Yujiu, snatched the Banmyeong [Yujiu’s sword] from her waist with lightning speed, and exclaimed,

“My sibling!”

Hugging Banmyeong, Ilsaeng spun around, holding on tight. Seeing this, Yujiu paused, then asked with wide eyes.

There was only one being who could be called Banmyeong’s sibling.

“Seo, Seolma [Could it be], is that Oppa’s sword?”

“That’s right. A sword that all of you combined couldn’t defeat.”

Hugging Banmyeong, Ilsaeng looked at the people.

Although he was short, forcing them to look down, they didn’t dare to look down on Ilsaeng.

The divinity emanating from Ilsaeng, uncontained, was more powerful than anyone else present.

A sword and a god.

Not someone who achieved divinity through a sword, but the sword itself became a god.

Neither a divine sword nor a sword god. There was no word to define Ilsaeng.

As people were bewildered by the appearance of the new being, Yuseongwu said,

“My first sword, Ilsaeng. He will have equal status to me, so remember that. Grant him whatever he wants… well, take care of the rest yourselves.”

Yuseongwu told Ilsaeng to return Banmyeong and then closed his eyes.

For some reason, he felt a little tired. He felt like he needed to rest a bit.

* * *

Yuseongwu told everyone who had entered the room that he was going to rest and ushered them out.

He also instructed them to help Ilsaeng, who had only existed in the form of a sword until now, to adapt to the human body.

In other words, Ilsaeng was also ushered out. Bewildered, Yujiu scratched her head and looked down at Ilsaeng.

“…Is it a boy or a girl?”

At Yujiu’s murmur, Yuwol picked up Ilsaeng to check. It wasn’t difficult to check since Ilsaeng was naked.

“There’s nothing there?”

“What? Put me down.”

Ilsaeng pouted, and Yuwol carefully put Ilsaeng down and continued,

“…I’ll go get something for him to wear first. He’ll get arrested if he goes out like this.”

“Okay. Next time, should we take him to a department store or something?”

“That’s not a bad idea! I want to go shopping for the first time in a while too.”

As the two women were talking, Baek Uhyeon, who was standing awkwardly, was about to slip away with the others when Yujiu grabbed his sleeve.

“Where are you going?”

“I, I thought I wasn’t needed…….”

“If you have nothing to do, carry the luggage. I think I’ll have to buy a lot today.”

“Luggage? Surely you don’t need me for that, do you?”

They were both beyond S-class [extremely powerful], so was there really a need for him to go?

But Yujiu smiled and said, dismissing his objection.

“If I say come, you come. Why are you talking so much? I said I want to take you.”

* * *

It was the three of them who ended up going to the department store.

Yujiu, Yuwol, and Baek Uhyeon. Ilsaeng hugged Banmyeong, Yujiu’s sword, and held Yujiu’s hand with the other.

“Hey, when will my sibling be able to talk?”

“Banmyeong? I don’t know. I’m not sure either.”

Yujiu had heard Banmyeong’s voice before. But that was when she was in a state of trance, synchronized with the sword. Other than that, she had never heard Banmyeong’s voice.

However, she had a feeling that they would be able to talk soon.

“Really? Then I’ll speak for him. He says he’s frustrated that he can’t talk to you. He says there’s not much time left, so try harder? Uh-huh, and?”

“Not much time left?”

“Yeah. And… he said you were great last time? He said you were a beautiful sword.”

Banmyeong’s words spoken by Ilsaeng.

Yujiu immediately understood what it meant. It must be referring to the single sword strike that killed her own flesh and blood in the illusion.

The secret technique of the Haewol Sword.

A move that even Yuseongwu had not reached.

“I see…….”

She felt like she needed to work harder. She picked up Ilsaeng and hugged him.

Ilsaeng tilted his head in her arms.

“Now, what clothes would suit our Ilsaeng the best~!”

“Armor!”

“They don’t sell that here.”

Yujiu pondered for a moment.

What clothes should she dress Ilsaeng in? He was small, so it would be children’s clothes, but he seemed like he would look good in anything.

Burning, flamboyant red hair.

Not Hong Seohwa’s somewhat dull red hair, but truly beautiful red hair. His delicate features looked like he could debut as a child model right away.

Yuwol came up to Yujiu and said,

“Should we go look at girls’ clothes first?”

“Okay!”

* * *

“It’s finally gotten a bit quieter…….”

After everyone had left, Yuseongwu, left alone, slowly opened his eyes and expanded his senses.

His senses reached beyond the Sword Realm, to the outside. All the way to the sky.

What was floating in the sky was none other than the opponent he would soon have to fight.

The Jade Emperor’s Palace. They were slowly getting closer. But fortunately, they were still underestimating the Sword Realm.

‘Stupid bastards.’

It seemed like his enemies thought there was only him.

What a delusion. It was humans who separated the gods and humans, yet they still looked down on humans.

They would meet their demise at the hands of humans. Of course, there would be internal strife as well…….

‘If there’s one source of anxiety, it’s about the Seungcheon Church.’

The leader of the Seungcheon Church had said it himself. That he would prepare a good seat.

He didn’t know when that would be yet. If the Seungcheon Church attacked, taking advantage of the exhaustion after the battle with the Jade Emperor’s Palace…….

It would be the worst-case scenario, but he had a feeling that the leader wouldn’t do that.

The leader’s ultimate goal was vague, not clear. It seemed like he was included in his plans as well.

If so, there was no need to worry. He just had to beat them to a pulp in the battle with the Jade Emperor’s Palace without holding back.

And then accept the leader’s invitation.

That was all for the Seungcheon Church. Yuseongwu got up from his seat and looked down at the Sword Realm through the window.

There were people he had to protect on this land. He would never let them invade.

Yuseongwu summoned his seventh sword for the first time to prepare to welcome them.

A white cluster of light gathered to form a small hilt.

A hilt of a sword without a blade, with nothing special about it except that it was white. Yuseongwu carefully examined the form of the sword he had taken out after a long time.

Nothing had changed since he had taken it out before. The four petal-like patterns engraved on the end of the hilt were still there.

A sword without a blade.

Yuseongwu’s seventh sword, Geo Chil, was like that.

The circumstances of obtaining the sword were nothing special either. He had followed information about dimensional travel and arrived at an underground city where the ancient giant race had lived.

In the ancient ruins that had never been discovered by anyone, Yuseongwu found Geo Chil, embedded in the deepest part.

The exploration team members took turns trying to pull out Geo Chil, but only Yuseongwu could lift it.

“I took it out after a long time… and it’s still heavy.”

The overwhelming mass felt even though there was only a hilt. If Yuseongwu wasn’t holding it, it would smash through the floor all the way to the lowest level the moment he put it down.

Back then, Yuseongwu could only barely hold Geo Chil in his hand like this, so he didn’t even think about swinging it.

But now, he could swing it. Definitely.

“According to the records of the giant race, Geo Chil was said to destroy mountains and create holes in the sea with a single swing.”

What he was holding in his hand was the hilt.

If this much weight was felt with just the hilt, what would happen if he swung Geo Chil’s blade?

The overwhelming mass was power.

Like a huge tsunami smashing a city… like a landslide sweeping away houses.

So it would definitely be enough as a gift to welcome the Jade Emperor’s Palace.

It would be a very big gift.

Yuseongwu lightly tossed and caught Geo Chil’s hilt, staggered for a moment due to the weight, and then immediately put it away.

A great disaster would occur if he played with it and dropped it.

* * *

Ilsaeng, who had gone out, returned decorated like a doll. A Lolita-style outfit with frills and lace hanging down. In his hand was a three-tiered ice cream.

Ilsaeng, licking and eating the ice cream, seemed to be so engrossed in the ice cream that he didn’t even realize he had arrived where Yuseongwu was.

“Delicious! Cold! What did you call this? Askri?”

“Ice cream. Oppa, how is it? I chose the clothes well, right?”

“…Y, yeah. You chose well. But isn’t it a bit too flashy?”

“I bought a lot more than this! And ta-da, there’s one more.”

Yujiu stepped aside and gently pushed Yuwol, who was standing behind her.

Yuwol, who had been shopping a lot at the department store, looked very different from usual. She usually wore plain dresses or suits, but.

What she was wearing now…….

She felt very sexy. A mini skirt and stockings that she wouldn’t normally wear. A knit that emphasized the curves of her body.

Yuwol’s cheeks were red, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Yuseongwu looked at her, sighed, and said,

“Your usual clothes suit you better, so go and change.”