Weapon-Eating Bastard [EN]: Chapter 334

Weapon-Eating Bastard – Chapter 334

The black longsword, Heukya.

The blade is about 140cm, the handle about 40cm, a double-edged sword with a flat back, weighing about 15kg.

The material is unknown.

It is dyed pitch black from end to end as if it had been dipped in ink, without a single common ornament.

At the bottom of the handle, there is a round ring to balance the center of gravity.

The handle and the blade are forged as one piece without a guard.

From the top of the handle, the blade is bent in an inverted triangle shape, narrowing towards the tip.

It is a type of longsword that has never been made on the Korean Peninsula from ancient times to the present.

The shape is unusual for practical use, and the weight is excessively heavy for ceremonial or ritual purposes.

It is known that 64 goblins were mobilized just to temper the materials for this unidentified longsword.

Heukya was made to slay the primordial monster, and the founder of Ihyeolhyun planted nine seals on it and hid it within the family to select a successor to whom he would later entrust his soul.

‘This is the end.’

That was all I knew about Heukya.

There may be more records left, but the founder must have erased them all.

Even the Heukyaro [records about Heukya], which Ancestor Yi Hyangseon tried to leave behind, could not escape the phenomenon of record erasure.

Even Craftsman Seop, the creator, did not know the true identity of the sword he made himself.

I could know the reason and purpose of this sword’s existence, but that didn’t mean I knew all of its secrets.

‘Why can such an artifact exist?’

A weapon with the power to extinguish magic that can never be extinguished.

What lies at the foundation of this undeniably powerful force?

“That is……”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know. Even if everyone else in the world doesn’t know, you guys must know.”

I stared at the dwarves and slowly continued.

“I… believe you created the method for making this weapon.”

“……”

The dwarves fell silent at my words.

The dwarves soon nodded and said.

“That is true, Master.”

“We have no intention of denying it, Master. Now that you have become our true master, we have a duty to tell you everything.”

The eyes of the dwarves in the robes fluttered erratically.

“But, sometimes there are secrets that are better left unknown, Master.”

Secrets that are better left unknown.

I know that too.

Knowledge sometimes becomes a swamp. A swamp that drags those who learn it to the bottom.

“It’s alright. I can’t wield a weapon without knowing even the origin of the weapon in my hand.”

And, I had already expected that this sword was not made through normal means.

“If your will is firm……”

“We will tell you. Our mistake……”

The dwarves shook their robes, approached me, and handed me something.

It was a small crystal ball.

I already knew that it was a recording device that recorded the world.

“……”

Without hesitation, I placed my hand on the recording device.

* * *

When I opened my eyes, I was faced with a scene from a recording that I had already seen once.

The northern frontier, its depths.

A man was standing on that land where the world was dyed black.

The man was the founder.

It was when he was the first human to ever prevent the primordial monster early in this world.

‘Why this all of a sudden?’

The founder realized that the victory he had obtained was not complete and became twisted.

Then, the illusion continued further. From that moment on, it was a story I didn’t know.

The appearance of a certain family came into view.

The Soongjeong Choi Clan.

A shape similar to the crest of the Soongmu Yi Clan.

-The Soongjeong Choi Clan was formed after the Soongmu Yi Clan was created.

Before I knew it, seven dwarves appeared next to me and continued to speak as if they were giving commentary.

-He created the Soongmu Yi Clan to fight the primordial monster once again in the future, and after that, the Soongjeong Choi Clan took its place.

-Their beginning started with a certain human who resisted the fragment of the primordial monster.

-One of the many humans contaminated by the fragment of the primordial monster. Resisting it, a certain power was miraculously born, and that was the beginning of the Choi Clan’s power of purification.

If there is this, there is that.

If that happened, this happens.

It was the theory of fate I had heard from the dwarves.

‘So that’s how it was.’

Among the tens or hundreds of thousands of humans contaminated by the primordial monster, there must have been a human who miraculously resisted it.

No, perhaps it wasn’t a human. It could have been a roadside stone, metal, tree, or grass.

It was just that a being with such power was human by a miraculous probability.

‘But this is not the history of Heukya, but the history of the Choi Clan.’

I turned my head and looked at the dwarves.

-It was none other than him who discovered that power and made that bloodline flourish.

-He created the Soongjeong Choi Clan under the Soongmu Yi Clan.

“Is it for future use?”

I asked, looking at the prosperity of the Soongjeong Choi Clan.

If what he was aiming for was a second battle with the monster, it was a possible story.

-It is right, but wrong.

-The reason he created the Soongjeong Choi Clan was not to use that bloodline, but to use the power itself.

The scenery in the record changed.

Now, the Soongjeong Choi Clan had formed a family and become a large clan.

Yi Taeshin visited that place.

And.

-The master must have already known.

-That sword was made to slay the primordial monster.

-Something similar to that power already existed…….

At those words.

I stopped breathing for a moment.

An ominous premonition flashed through my mind.

I turned my eyes and looked at the record being played.

And.

Crack!

The scene showed Yi Hyeolhyun, who had come to the Soongjeong Choi Clan, grabbing the neck of a young member of the Soongjeong Choi Clan.

Yi Hyeolhyun was killing all the members of the Soongjeong Choi Clan.

He was gathering their blood and began to unite their power.

[It is very ripe. You have given birth to many children. Flourish more, prosper more.]

Amidst the blood flowing like a river, Yi Hyeolhyun chuckled.

At that time, I suddenly felt my waist trembling.

Heukya, which I was wearing on my waist, was vibrating.

Why?

The unique crying sword sound of Heukya, ‘Kieeeing!’ sounded like a human scream.

-Heukya was made through the power of the blood of the Soongjeong Choi Clan.

-To prepare for the lack of that power, they have been gathering their power and lives for a long time…….

The dwarves looked at me.

The record changed again.

It was the appearance of Yi Hyeolhyun facing the dwarves of the Aerial Fortress.

His face was blurry as if it were foggy, and the outline of his body was not clearly visible.

[I have gathered the origins of the power you spoke of.]

[Now tell me. The way for me to take this power.]

-It was our fault.

-But we couldn’t help it.

-Because he, who had finished the test of the Aerial Fortress, demanded the answer to the question from us.

The dwarves do not intervene in the human world.

The moment they, who know the erased records of the past, intervene, it is impossible to know what complex flow of cause and effect will cover the world.

That is why, when the monster appeared, they gathered the singularities of the era, trained them, and gave them power.

-We refused Yi Hyeolhyun’s request.

-Because the knowledge we told him took the lives of hundreds and thousands of people.

-Or perhaps, because it may have taken away the future possibilities they held.

-But we couldn’t refuse.

Yi Hyeolhyun’s voice echoed after the dwarves.

[If you refuse, I will drop this crude fortress from the sky.]

The dwarves could not refuse.

If it were someone else, it would not matter, but Yi Hyeolhyun had the ability to do so, and he could really do it.

That is how the cursed lump of iron containing human lives was completed.

Inside it contained the power of the Soongjeong Choi Clan, and the resentment and grudges of the dead humans were embedded.

It is human sacrifice.

From ancient times, such rituals have allowed great power along with great magical danger.

Humans cannot forge such unique power.

Those who originated from the same primordial monster but have now become completely different beings had to forge it.

At the same time, they had to be able to handle mysteries such as magic and have knowledge of blacksmithing.

Such a race existed on this land.

Goblins.

They grabbed the hammer.

The melting of that lump of iron was the dragon vein [a mystical energy flow] flowing through the land.

That is how a sword is completed.

It was the bloodline of the Soongmu Yi Clan and the end of the abyss entangled with Heukya.

The record ended.

The dwarves looked at me with gloomy voices.

“That was Yi Hyeolhyun’s obsession.”

“It is our fault.”

“The truth of Heukya was like that.”

I felt like I knew why the dwarves didn’t want to tell me.

Even why such special power was imbued in Heukya.

“Master.”

“We want to ask.”

“We want to ask.”

“What will you do from now on, you who have become the master of that sword?”

The dwarves asked me.

I quietly looked down at Heukya.

* * *

The seclusion was over.

Instead of returning to the family, I turned my steps elsewhere.

The Soongjeong Choi Clan.

The site of the rebuilt Soongjeong Choi Clan existed in a place hidden by a barrier deep in the mountains.

It is the land where my maternal ancestors took root.

A little behind the center of this land full of spirit and magic, there was an altar where the ancestral tablets were enshrined.

I bowed deeply there and said.

“Yi Cheol of the Soongmu Yi Clan. I respectfully greet the spirits of the Soongjeong Choi Clan.”

After burning incense and pouring wine, I untied Heukya and placed it on the altar.

“I have come to know the secret history related to this sword.”

The secret of Heukya was more terrible than I expected.

At best, it was an ominous sword created by sacrificing a great number of lives in order to not admit his defeat and fight again to win.

Then, should I not use this?

Or, should I purify it or throw it away?

“I will not do that. I am greedy for the power imbued in this sword, and I don’t think the ancestors would want that either.”

It may be cold-hearted, but I made a decision.

“Instead, I will avenge them. I will end the ancestors’ resentment by cutting down the culprit with this sword.”

I am not a member of the Soongjeong Choi Clan. I am, after all, a member of the Soongmu Yi Clan.

Therefore, I decided to deal with the grudge in the Soongmu Yi Clan’s way.

With a sword for a sword, with blood for blood.

I intend to destroy the evil deeds that Yi Hyeolhyun built up with his desires.

I intend to cut out his soul with none other than Heukya.

“I will not ask you to be my strength. Please watch over me.”

That was the end of the words.

As the last person to inherit the blood of the Soongjeong Choi Clan, I was going to cut down Yi Hyeolhyun, who created all the tragedies.

I finished the greeting and turned my body.

It was time to return to the family now.

And it was also time to ascend to the position of head of the family as scheduled.

* * *

Whoo-oong…….

Suddenly, a wind blew in the place where Yi Cheol had left.

It was a mysterious wind that blew even though it was isolated by a barrier and the altar was covered by walls and doors.

The wind lingered for a long time in the place where Yi Cheol had left and then disappeared.