Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 886

#886. If there is a reason

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Big, even if I look like this…

No, as you can see, I am a person who has eaten only rice in the wilderness for several years?

I have seen all kinds of spirits. From traffic spirits to agricultural spirits, even hunting spirits and weather spirits.

Especially when dealing with hunting spirits!

More than 100 gunmen were mobilized, but the raid in which more than half of them died was legendary even when I thought about it.

…but that was different. no, it was very different.

How was it different?

Don’t hang up and listen.

When I was wandering around the wilderness wondering where I should rob my younger siblings… No, where should I catch the spirits to get my share?

it appeared

At first, I didn’t know it was a spirit.

I wanted to know what kind of crazy girl goes around alone without armor.

It must have been a spirit resembling a human.

You guys don’t know either. Humanoid spirits are rare, and the closer they look to humans, the more expensive they are sold.

Especially since shamans are crazy enough to use it as their parts.

Plus, because it’s small.

I thought it would be easy to catch.

Actually, we’re more capable of catching people than spirits… It’s not like this.

Anyway, I thought there was a good chance. Fortunately, we had enough personal equipment.

But I realized

I must say I was mistaken.

That spirit completely blew away the means I had prepared. Even with two swords.

Can you believe it?

It’s not a lightsaber or a super vibrating blade.

With only two sharp daggers, he slashed the EMP net and the electronic barrier at once and ran out.

But how did you live?

…how does it sound like we should have died then?

kuhmm what Even if you say it’s because of your mood. To be honest, I thought so too at the time.

Oh, I think it’s dead.

But the spirit ran away.

I didn’t hear it wrong. They say that they broke through our nets and barriers and ran away without looking back.

Does that make sense?

What can I do if something like this actually happened?

huh?

Are you looking at the wrong person?

Say something nonsensical. Do you see me as a buttonhole that even humans and corrupt spirits can’t distinguish?

It must have been that they had run out of fuel, or that they had trouble trying to break through our encirclement, and that’s why they retreated hastily.

I just sensed it then and pursued that spirit diligently.

If you catch one such spirit and sell it well, you’ll make a fortune!

Because it will be a life reversal plan.

…even though I missed what I almost caught because I met a bunch of spirits on the way.

Heck, that doesn’t mean we just missed it. Because I succeeded in attaching the transmitter before running away.

I don’t know the exact location because the radio waves are bad.

I’m pretty sure it’s near Indian Territory, though. The closer you get, the more accurate your location will be.

In that sense, I have something to suggest.

hey bro? brother Talk to me…

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Knock knock.

calmly.

The flame flickers.

sway like waves.

fluttering like a heart

As if to burn away all thoughts and worries.

It was in the midst of looking at the bonfire quietly without blinking an eye.

[Did you know the manager?]

“I wasn’t sure.”

Did he know everything from the time he decided to accompany the people he met in the canyon?

To the question posed by the blue bird.

Limon wasn’t sure.

Instead, he took a sip of whiskey and continued talking quietly.

“It’s just that the scars on their armor looked a bit familiar.”

[…why didn’t you tell me earlier?]

“It’s because the marks are too light and severely damaged to be a knife mark left by repair. Besides…”

[Besides?]

“If it was that kid who cut it off, it’s strange that it ended at least with a sword scar on the glove.”

[Hmm… Actually, that’s right.]

Yuna-kyung nodded.

If the five-in-joo had really run into a repairman, she wouldn’t have had to run away.

[Then it might not be an Indian sister, but just a little unusual spirit.]

“It could be.”

No matter how humanoid they are, being unable to distinguish between a fallen spirit and a human in the first place is impossible unless they are blind.

It was all the more absurd that even experienced gunslingers would make such an illusion.

Objectively, it was more likely that what they met was just an unusual spirit.

Nevertheless, Limon was not determined.

Instead, I just added one word.

“Or it could be that Suri is in such a serious condition that he can’t even swing his sword properly.”

[…Do you think Indian sister’s condition could be that serious?]

The sword master can’t cut properly.

Limon calmly said to Yuna-gyeong, who was shaken by the words that sounded more grotesque than that fish could not swim.

“The child’s condition is unprecedented, so we are considering all possibilities.”

In the first place, the resuscitation of a lion itself is a miracle that has been accomplished in a very small number in human history, and that is almost a myth.

Even more so, now that Wondera, who spread the law of resuscitation of lions, is dead, what state will the sword masters who have been resurrected with her power be in and how long they can endure?

Even Syr wasn’t sure.

Even if I tried to infer through Anastasia, her condition was also a very unusual case.

“That’s why we came here.”

[…That’s right.]

Yuna-kyung made a complicated expression.

During his stay in Quetzalcoatl, it was not because he had too much time to devote himself to spending time with the princesses.

As most of the princesses suffered significant internal and external injuries in the series of fierce battles with the World Federation.

It was to help heal them with his dragon psionics.

Nevertheless, there was one reason why he had no choice but to come to the North American continent in a hurry.

He knew that running repairs wouldn’t have much time left.

From Geomrang to Geomhwa, Geomin and Geomwang.

How distraught Limon, chasing the Sword Spirit, must be in this situation where the majority of his disciples have already died and even the swordsman is still living in a state of suspended animation.

I guessed it well.

So it was.

The reason why Na-gyeong Yun had no choice but to put on a bewildered expression at the drowsy voice she heard from the side.

“The owner is very lucky too.”

[Are you lucky? That the Indian sister might already be on the verge of death?]

“Anyway, you found a clearer clue than before, and you even got useful guides.”

[That’s right, but…]

“The Black Widow is right. If they met him or at least a related spirit, it means at least he’s not dead yet.”

[…]

Maybe it’s because he was prepared for the worst.

When Yuna-kyung scratches her head with her wings after seeing Limon talking calmly.

the stalwart bison asked quietly.

“What are you going to do now?”

“I have to accompany them first.”

“Is it really necessary?”

“Isn’t there any reason not to use a decent guide?”

“So that’s what I’m saying.”

To accompany Janey’s group.

In itself, he had no complaints either.

Whether they saw the Sword Spirit or not.

It’s not bad to check on the way as long as you’re going in the Indian Territory anyway.

If so, it was clear that it would be convenient to accompany Janey and the others, who had a transmitter.

Still, why did he ask this question?

“You don’t have to accompany a bounty, as long as you find out the frequency, you can do as much as possible to track the transmitter.”

“Hmm… Did you say Jayne of the Mask?”

“exactly. He is a life-and-death outlaw with a bounty for committing all sorts of crimes using a disguise item.”

Janey would have been confident.

He said his stomach was perfect.

In fact, the reason she didn’t get caught again after escaping from prison despite committing all sorts of crimes was because the efficacy of the transformation item was that great.

Unfortunately, this time the opponent was bad.

Not only Limon and Charlotte, but also the strong bison who received cyborg treatment as a shaman, and even Yuna-kyung.

None of them could not see through Janie’s disguise.

“Then let’s just arrest and drag him away?”

“It is my duty to punish the outlaw with the law.”

“Are you saying that as a sheriff or as a member of the Continental Guard?”

“Is it necessary to distinguish between the two?”

“I don’t really need anything.”

As Sheriff of the Wilderness.

As a shaman of the Continental Guardian.

It’s only natural to catch criminals roaming around the Indian Territory.

Black Dog snorted coldly as Limon nodded at the strong bison’s sensible words.

“Are you going to arrest me? Just kill it.”

[…Sister, do you have any resentment toward those gunman sisters and brothers?]

“Do you need resentment to catch a heinous criminal?”

[That’s what…]

Maybe it’s because Black Dog seemed too eager.

While scratching her head with her wings, Yuna-kyung couldn’t deny that.

Even to her, who was a PAB during her lifetime, the gunman, including Janey, were heinous criminals who didn’t have much to do with immediate disposition.

That’s why Na-kyung Yun slightly turned her head.

[What are you going to do, manager?]

“I told you. For now, I will accompany them.”

[Hmm, honestly, I don’t understand. Is there a reason for that?]

“There is a reason.”

Even the strong bison and the black dog Yuna-kyung.

Without hesitation, he asserts to those who each have doubts and only look at their mouths.

Limon continued quietly.

“Because…”

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Clink.

Quietly.

A sound rings out.

heavier than steel.

Quieter than the wind.

In the turmoil that shakes.

She opened her eyes slowly.

Wei Ying.

The moment I lifted my deep eyelids.

What you see is the sunset burning red.

Hotter than a torch, calmer than the sun, heavier than twilight.

The flames, which spread slowly as if burning the whole world, sway beautifully, flare up violently, and then vanish in futility.

Chi profit.

Let’s slowly look away.

What catches my eye is steel.

In the shaking of the hot sunset.

It boils, melts, hardens, and goes out.

Covering everywhere and filling the world.

The crucible of progressively machined parts.

It rides on your long fingers.

Cover the thin cuffs.

Seeing and feeling that it spreads over my shoulder and blows hot heat into my cold body.

Suddenly I think

Is this a vivid dream?

Or is it a dreamlike reality?

She was unable to find an answer to a question that anyone else would have easily known.

After running away from a sword gun.

The gourd is starting to break.

As each day goes by.

Her gradually weakening body and her increasingly hazy consciousness made it difficult for her to distinguish between dreams and reality.

No, even if he was conscious, it would have been the same.

For her, dreams and reality were things that she didn’t even need to distinguish from the first place, and didn’t want to.

That’s why I bury the memories that may have been months or years ago under my consciousness.

Weiying and

listening to the silent machine sound.

I quietly close my eyelids again.

She fell into a deeper dream.

Deep and far…