Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 511
#511 I’m back.
It’s because I’ve heard so much noise.
Yuna-kyung, who was looking at Limon with a mysterious face, timidly opened her beak.
[Chief over there? did you forget He’s the one who kidnapped him and even staged a hostage situation?]
“Ah, the president now?”
[Why did you forget the name while remembering that…?]
“Why do you remember the names one by one? He’ll change in a few years anyway.”
How many rulers have he met, from the king to the president?
If Han Jeong-guk heard it, I hope he smiled bitterly at Limon, who grabbed the back of his neck and calmly said something about to collapse.
Li Qingyu said calmly.
“The swordsman told me to tell the swordsman. I’ll wait.”
“I’ll wait…”
After reflecting on those words.
Limon let out a laugh.
“That bastard swordsman’s method of sending out invitations is still hot.”
[I don’t think that’s what the team leader is saying.]
“I had a situation.”
[Ordinary people don’t hold the president hostage no matter what the circumstances and broadcast live across the country to call out the opponent?] I wonder if the
swordsman is more common sense in that it was not broadcast live.
Neatly ignoring Yuna-kyung’s reasonable point.
Limon crossed his arms.
“Anyway, the situation is strange.”
“It doesn’t sound like something the Liberation Brigade did.”
“That’s because there’s something subtle about it that even I think it’s his arbitrary behavior.”
“You mean it takes?”
“If it’s the Sword Saint, there’s no way he wouldn’t know that taking hostages doesn’t work for me.”
Kabuizumi Nobutsuna.
One of the 3 sword masters who learned swordsmanship on their own without learning from the Sword Tower, except for Sword Mastery.
That’s why, compared to his 7 disciples and his friend, the Sword King, he had almost no friendship with Limon.
To put it bluntly, the opposite.
Since the end of the 16th century, he has been a troublesome adversary since he was alive in that he sought an opportunity to establish the Greater East Asian Empire and invade the Korean Peninsula for hundreds of years.
However, since he is an enemy, he thoroughly understands the opponent.
whoever kidnaps
To Limon, taking hostages is useless.
There’s no way he doesn’t know that it’s his personality to sneer at him and cut him to death or not.
why did you do this
not easily understood.
Especially in that he took an author who had no value as a hostage of a limited country at best.
“Is it like this…?”
So it was.
I was muttering to myself.
Why did Limon make a strange expression?
[manager? Why is that?]
“….”
“Swordsmith?”
“Is it really like that?”
Limon shook his head.
And as if thinking about something.
After closing his eyes and thinking alone, he quietly opened his mouth.
“This is an outsider.”
“Does the swordsman’s kidnapping of a president mean that he became the swordsman’s one-man?”
“No, not me.”
[…?]
Yuna-kyung, of course.
Li Qingyu is also puzzled.
Limon opened his mouth with a troubled face.
“This is just my feeling… but his real purpose is probably to do the opposite rather than call me out.”
* * *
‘Why.’
either as a politician.
Also, as a high-level player.
Han Jeong-guk is a person who has gone through all kinds of battles in his own way.
After fighting several death-death battles in the dungeon, he was a person who ended up winning even more intense political battles and even became the president.
In any predicament, he had enough skill to devise a way to revive a knight.
‘why?’
But at this moment.
Han Jung-guk’s head was empty.
This is because the current situation was sudden, absurd, and miserable.
It wasn’t really anything to blame him for.
The situation of being transported by the scruff of a cat like a cat at a middle-aged age was something that anyone would want to escape from reality.
‘Why am I acting like this…!’
Even while Han Jeong-guk was so mesmerized, the person holding him moved slowly.
A light step, as if taking a walk.
But the results were by no means light.
With each step he took, the scenery around him changed at a terrifying speed.
The city center becomes the top of the mountain.
The train ahead disappears.
Even the scenery of the sky changes.
And so, when he finally stopped.
In front of the two of them, instead of the horizon, only the horizon stretched out.
Where is this place.
Han Jeong-guk, who had inadvertently looked around even in the midst of his fascination, opened his eyes wide after realizing that the distant scenery seemed oddly familiar.
‘Haeundae?’
Only dozens of times on foot.
Less than 10 minutes had passed since the kidnapping.
Han Jeong-guk opened his mouth wide at this situation where he saw the South Sea across the Korean Peninsula.
If it was space movement, I could understand.
No matter how rare space-type players were, it wasn’t that there weren’t people with the ability to cross hundreds of kilometers.
The problem was that the person kidnapping him now could never be a player.
But how did he do this trick?
When Hanjeongguk is stunned.
The swordsman slowly looked around.
“It would be tasteful to go by boat, but it is a waste of time.”
From boats to fishing boats and cruise ships.
Like thinking about which one to use.
After looking around the large and small boats along the shore, what he finally turned to was the roadside trees along the shore.
The moment the Sword Master took a step forward with his eyes on it.
squeak.
A roadside tree that had stood intact until just a moment ago was cut into pieces in a checkerboard pattern.
The Sword Master picked up a few planks slightly larger than the palm of his hand and threw them out of nowhere into the sea.
at regular intervals from nearby places.
As if making a stepping stone, gradually.
When Han Jeong-guk looked at him and put on a puzzled expression.
he threw himself away.
Toward the planks floating in the sea.
“Wait, I’m swimming…!”
The moment when Han Jeong-guk, who was forced to drown in the water, screamed without realizing it.
His toes touch the planks.
-Everything is gone.
“…?”
Even the distant horizon.
Haeundae in the distance.
Of course, it just disappeared.
Instead, look at the scenery of an old fishing village in front of you and blink your eyes.
Slowly turning his head and looking back, Han Jeong-guk saw a sea of floating planks and caused an earthquake in his pupils.
“W How are you?”
“It is my homeland that I miss.”
“…!”
Holding the Hanjeongguk with his eyes wide open.
The moment the swordsman took a step.
Also, the surrounding scenery has changed.
The fishing village disappeared and a bustling city appeared.
However, the scenery was very different from the normal city.
An old-fashioned wooden building.
A street with no cars and no windows.
A rickshaw running on a dirt road.
Pedestrians in traditional clothes, etc.
A landscape where you can’t find any modern artifacts, as if you’ve been back in time for hundreds of years.
Looking at the city he had only seen in history books, Han Jeongguk groaned involuntarily.
“Edo…!”
Age of Heroes of the Past.
A country that swallowed Southeast Asia and aimed for world hegemony.
However, after losing most of its territories due to its defeat in World War II, the country cut off all exchanges with the outside world and declared great isolation.
Greater East Asian Empire.
When the Hanjeongguk hardened while looking at the capital.
The swordsman took a step.
Slowly as before.
However, unlike before, it does not change the surrounding scenery.
Proceeding to the middle of the street.
The moment you took the last step.
cooong!
with people of all ages.
regardless of status.
Those who came and went on the street stiffened in shock.
The chilling sensation, as if a blade had lightly touched the nape of the neck and then fell off,
made thousands… no, a million citizens of this Edo stop all actions and look in one direction.
“Look.”
catch their gaze.
“And tell me.”
Swordsman quietly opened his mouth.
“I’m back.”
Hear that calm but clear voice.
Pedestrians were bewildered.
It seemed like they didn’t know who this man was and why they were looking at him.
But some opened their eyes.
In particular, an elderly man opened his mouth with a trembling voice after looking at him alternately with an old black and white photo hanging on the wall.
“…Shogun?”
and.
What came was static.
“Sho… you?”
“Sword Saint Kabuizumi?”
The words, which started with an old man’s squeezing voice, quickly spread to all directions through murmurs.
And so the moment everyone heard the whisper.
“He’s Shogun…!”
“General Jeongi has returned!”
“Waaaaaaa!”
Edo was shaken like an earthquake by the cheers of the imperial subjects who had been waiting for this day since the end of World War II.
* * *
“Does the food taste good?”
“Yes yes.”
“Huh, I’m glad.”
Only cold sweat.
Geomseong smiled lowly as he saw Han Jeong-guk, who was actually not able to eat properly.
And one more word.
“If the food was insufficient, I would have made the chef do disembowelment, but there is no need to do that.”
“Did you say it was good luck?”
“Isn’t it natural? If you dare to treat poor food for my guests, you will pay with your life.”
Hanjeongguk is frozen.
Because I knew it was the truth.
After actually entering this Edo Castle while being cheered by everyone.
The first thing the Sword Saint did was gouge out the eyes of an old man in fancy clothes who doubted whether he was the real Sword Saint.
Even dozens of samurai who rushed to save the old man were cut to pieces with one step.
As Han Jeong-guk, who saw the scene right in front of his eyes, he had no choice but to swallow any delicacies.
However, if you leave a meal behind, you might end up seeing a live person slice open the stomach right in front of you.
In the end, Han Jeong-guk had no choice but to eat with trembling chopsticks.
I was laughing at him like that.
The swordsman suddenly opened his mouth.
“Come to think of it, King of Goryeo, I heard that you broke the swordsman.”
“Cool!”
“Is it true?”
“That’s…”
I was forced to eat.
Maybe it’s because I heard a question that was so out of the blue.
Han Jeong-guk, who almost spilled all the food he was eating, swallowed dry saliva.
It was completely unbelievable, but the fact that it was even harder to doubt that this man in front of him was a swordsman passed down through history.
So, he was even more anxious about how to answer, and in the end he came up with the best answer.
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“You mean you don’t care?”
“All I know is that he quit public service on his own accord after getting into a riot with his superior over a small misunderstanding.”
he knows nothing
Even if you know, it’s not my responsibility.
It was something the lower man did at his own discretion.
Hearing an answer worthy of a politician who was completely faithful in avoiding responsibility, the swordsman was silent.
be silent
silent again
at the end of the silence.
He licked his lips slightly.
“Grow up.”
“yes?”
“Huh, that’s right. Is it now the era where even that swordsman can be called ‘him’?”
What is so funny
?
The swordsman who suddenly stopped laughing suddenly turned his head slightly and opened his mouth quietly.
“The King of Goryeo says this, but can you tell me what the truth is like?”
Han Jeongguk blinked his eyes.
This is the top floor of the castle tower.
Even the attendants had all been left behind, so it was impossible to know who he was talking to in a place where only he and the Sword Saint were present.
so the next moment.
He couldn’t help but freeze.
“There was a misunderstanding.”
“…!”
“A misunderstanding so small that I would seriously consider destroying that twin country with my own hands if something similar happened again.”
A voice I haven’t heard in a long time.
However, he ignored Han Jeong-guk, who was hardened like a stone with a cynical voice that he would not forget even after a lifetime.
He put down his drink.
And a white-haired man who was leaning against the railing of the castle tower with his arms folded before he knew it.
I’ve been fighting all my life.
The one who eventually killed himself.
He smiled coldly at Limon Asfelder.
“It’s been a while, Swordsman.”