The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 75

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – Episode 75

Pro Gamer Schua Nel (2)

Yoo Seong-woo, having set Schua Nel down from his waist, stared into the black hole [referring to the Abyss gate].

Being Seoul, the response was quick.

After the guild master of Taengcheon, Seoul’s core guild, disappeared, he wondered how Seoul’s defenses were holding up.

It seemed the other guilds had divided up Taengcheon and were growing their own shares.

Fortunately, no monsters were emerging from the Abyss, but divers [individuals who enter Abyss gates] were arguing in front of it.

They were bickering about who would enter first.

“It was grade 3, right?”

Even though it wasn’t a low-grade Abyss, they were willing to risk their lives in the abyss for profit.

Yoo Seong-woo nudged Schua Nel’s shoulder and said.

“You haven’t even joined yet, why don’t you vent some anger before we go?”

“Great Sephiroth [a reference to a powerful entity or concept, possibly from gaming or mythology], please look kindly upon my killing.”

‘What kind of crazy prayer is that…?’

Already eager to vent her anger, Schua Nel grabbed his sleeve as if to hurry him along.

Yoo Seong-woo picked up Schua Nel again, tucked her under his arm, and lightly jumped from the rooftop of the building.

Yoo Seong-woo, falling from tens of meters in the air, adjusted his position by waving his feet a few times, then plunged straight into the Abyss from the sky.

The speed was so fast that no one saw them.

Of course, even after entering the Abyss, the speed was maintained, so Yoo Seong-woo barely managed to keep his balance and planted his feet on the ground.

He absorbed as much of the impact as possible with his body, but Schua Nel, who had landed on the ground, retched and said.

“Ah, not suddenly from the rooftop…….”

“Weren’t you telling me to hurry?”

“Huek…….”

Schua Nel, having barely caught her breath, straightened her back and looked around.

The environment of the grade 3 Abyss they had entered was not harsh.

It was a vibrant place with grass and trees.

It was not a place where one would expect to find monsters.

However, Yoo Seong-woo and Schua Nel noticed other things besides the abundant vitality.

Schua Nel opened her mouth.

“……Corrupted spirits.”

The trees began to move.

The large trees uprooted themselves from their spots, using their roots like legs, and slowly began to approach.

The trunks of the trees were engraved with human faces.

Yoo Seong-woo knew what to call these kinds of monsters.

“Ents.”

“Forest keepers…….”

Ents referred to spirits made of old trees that protected the forest.

However, they simply lived quietly in the forest and didn’t particularly antagonize humans.

Unless humans were destroying the forest.

So, it was impossible for them to approach with hostility just because they had entered the forest.

As Schua Nel said, unless they were corrupted.

“Can’t we just cut them all down?”

“Corrupted spirits don’t return to their original state. It’s best to annihilate them and return them to their mother’s embrace [a euphemism for returning them to nature or a state of peace].”

“……And Schua Nel, there’s something else deeper in the forest. It would be good for you to go and check it out.”

“Definitely. It doesn’t feel like a spirit. I’ll go take a look.”

With those words, Schua Nel floated into the air and flew inward, past the Ents.

It was levitation using the wind spirit.

Watching Schua Nel disappear into the distance, he drew Samjeong [his sword].

After all, trees taste best when burned.

Burning was the fastest way to clear these kinds of dungeons.

Before that, Yoo Seong-woo stepped on the ground behind him, overturning the earth.

In case other people might enter, he piled up a round mountain of dirt, covering the entrance.

“Hoo.”

Then, he took a short breath, kicked off the ground, and ignited flames.

Three Swords – Severing Impure Fire

The third sword, Samjeong, bearing the color of peridot, erupted with brilliant green flames.

Purification flames are the best for burning corrupted spirits.

From the sword he wielded, green flames flew forward, engulfing the Ent in the front.

And then the fire spread to another Ent.

-Kuaaaaaaaa!!!

The screams of the spirits, like ghostly wails, began to fill the forest.

The chain reaction continued to occur.

Spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading…….

Soon, the forest, filled with greenery, was filled with green flames.

The Ents panicked and ran around, slowly turning to ashes.

Yoo Seong-woo walked through the green flames with light steps, knocking down the Ents that approached even while burning.

Even a sword without an edge is no different from a famous sword when wielded by a Swordmaster.

The large greatsword was wielded lightly like a short sword, bisecting the burning Ents.

The number was close to hundreds, but they could not stop Yoo Seong-woo.

“Oh, you’re here?”

Before long, Yoo Seong-woo was able to enter the center of the forest.

There, an elf was tied to tree vines, unable to move, hanging in the air.

“Was it an elf?”

“Yeah. An elf.”

Yoo Seong-woo sensed it, and Schua Nel caught it, it was an elf.

“What’s an elf doing here?”

This is clearly an Abyss that just opened.

He wondered why an elf was in a place like this.

The elf answered his question.

“Ki, kill me!”

“No, I’m going to kill you, but what are you doing here?”

“You’ll kill me?”

“After I ask what I’m curious about. This guy, that’s right, Grand Lotus [likely a faction or organization name].”

“Yeah.”

Schua Nel nodded at Yoo Seong-woo’s question.

The elf captured in front of him was Beyorgan, an elf belonging to the ‘Grand Lotus’.

Those guys who landed in Korea not long ago.

Those who shouldn’t be here were here.

He could guess why these guys were here without thinking too deeply.

Beyorgan.

That guy was plotting something.

Yoo Seong-woo gestured for her to put the elf on the ground.

At his gesture, Schua Nel put the elf on the ground, and Yoo Seong-woo stepped on the elf’s head and said.

“Keuk!”

“What were you doing here?”

“Kill…… me!”

“No, I’m going to kill you anyway. Just answer. It’s more comfortable to tell everything before you die, right?”

Yoo Seong-woo put more strength into his foot.

The elf began to hear a sound in his head.

Kkkkkkkkk…… It sounded like the crushed skull was about to burst.

Terrible pain and fear followed.

“Kuaaaaaaaa-!!”

But just before it broke, Yoo Seong-woo took his foot off and said.

“Then let’s take some time to build friendship slowly.”

What Yoo Seong-woo learned in another world wasn’t just swordsmanship.

To survive, he had to learn everything.

He rolled around in the mud and got up, and learned how to kill life.

He stole and learned the necessary skills while working as a mercenary, and there were things he had suffered himself.

Torture techniques.

The tortures he suffered when he was caught as a spy from an enemy country were still vividly in his head.

Yoo Seong-woo muttered in his heart.

‘From now on, I am a torture specialist. A professional who can’t keep anything from being revealed.’

As Yoo Seong-woo sent Samjeong back and drew Ilsaeng [his sword] from his hand to start the torture.

First, from the fingertips.

From now on, the elf would see his fingers being sliced like sashimi.

“Schua Nel, turn your head.”

“……Is a confession necessary?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I’ll make you a truth serum.”

‘……You should have said that sooner.’

‘I almost cut someone into hundreds of pieces for nothing.’

‘No, I’m going to cut them into pieces anyway.’

* * *

Schua Nel was a high elf.

A possessor of immense power that could sprout a forest just by walking.

Among them, of course, there was also the ability to sprout what she wanted.

Schua Nel sprouted a small pink flower.

The flower had a cozy name called ‘Mother’s Embrace’.

But its efficacy was absolutely not cozy.

It was a flower that emitted a powerful narcotic substance, so the moment you put your nose to it and inhaled the fragrance, you would get drunk.

It makes the mind hazy and eliminates discernment.

It blocks the senses and makes people unable to function properly.

“We used this flower as an anesthetic or painkiller.”

But now, ‘Mother’s Embrace’ was used as a drug to spit out the truth, not an anesthetic or painkiller.

Schua Nel, who had plucked the flower, brought the flower to the elf whose head was trampled and said.

“Now, take a deep breath…….”

The elf, who realized that it was not an ordinary flower, closed his mouth, but Yoo Seong-woo stepped on his head again, so he had no choice but to breathe.

The scent of Mother’s Embrace passed through the elf’s nostrils and headed to the brain.

The intense sweet scent massaged the brain and brought pleasure.

Before long, reason disappeared from the elf’s eyes.

The hazy eyes were telling that the elf was definitely drunk.

Yoo Seong-woo took his foot off his head and asked.

“What did you do here?”

“……Spirit, spirit’s…….”

“Speak properly, you bastard.”

“Rampage…….”

“So this guy was the cause of the forest keepers changing like that.”

Schua Nel poked the elf with her finger.

He was a guy who betrayed the great parent tree.

She looked down at the elf with indifferent eyes, not even feeling a sense of kinship as a fellow elf.

“So, Beyorgan ordered it?”

“That’s, right…….”

“I thought there was something, but it seems like he’s plotting something absurd.”

Moreover, Yoo Seong-woo thought it wasn’t just Beyorgan.

Whenever something like this happens, there is a bigger backer behind it.

Not a backer that would be easily detected like this.

After that, he asked several more times to dig out the backer, but only the answer that he didn’t know came back.

He really didn’t know.

Having extracted all the information he could, he chopped off his neck at once without pain as a sign of gratitude.

The elf’s head rolled on the floor, and bright red blood flowed out.

Whether human or elf, the color of blood was the same red.

He shook off the blood on his sword, sent Ilsaeng back, and picked up Schua Nel, who was frowning, and tucked her under his arm.

“Now, the inside of the Abyss will be almost cleared.”

The flames of Samjeong that he had set were almost spread throughout the Abyss.

Since the flames were still visible from here, all the guys worth burning would have been burned to ashes.

Including the boss-level guys, of course.

As a corrupted spirit, the purification flame was a more delicious firewood than anything else.

Yoo Seong-woo raised his head.

“Ah.”

The world began to shake.

It was a sign that the Abyss gate was about to close, so Yoo Seong-woo quickened his pace.

It seemed that the purification flame had burned even the boss-level core before he knew it.

“Wa, wait, ugh, it’s, it’s shaking!!”

Schua Nel, who was tucked under his arm and moving like luggage thanks to the intense pace, screamed, but Yoo Seong-woo didn’t care.

And before long, Yoo Seong-woo, who had returned to the entrance of the Abyss, lightly stepped on the ground again to clear away the pile of dirt that had covered the entrance.

At the same time, Schua Nel, tucked under his arm, vomited an unidentified liquid from her mouth.

Yoo Seong-woo blocked it with Aura [a magical energy field], so he didn’t care.

He covered his body with Aura, thinking that there would be people outside.

Then he covered even Schua Nel, completely killing their presence.

Then, he quickly escaped the Abyss, broke through the crowd, and jumped back up to the rooftop of the building.

None of the many people noticed Yoo Seong-woo’s presence.

And soon, they stared at the closed Abyss with dumbfounded faces.

Yoo Seong-woo stared at them for a while and said.

“Let’s go home.”

“Wait a minute.”

“Why?”

“……I left my keyboard and mouse. Let’s go get them.”