Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 449
< Episode 449 > Oh, this is not it.
when was it
No, how long has it been?
I don’t remember right.
It was a long time ago, and it is a memory that I do not want to remember.
It’s something I want to put to sleep deep in my heart or completely erase from my memory.
It was clear that there were things that I couldn’t forget even with those feelings.
No, on the contrary, the more I remembered it, the clearer it was.
The memory of that time was like that for me.
I got used to the scent mixed with the stench unique to the Magic Realm.
The red moon that has risen also feels like an ordinary lantern now.
It was when I woke up late at night to keep my watch as always.
As time passed, the number of survivors decreased, and accordingly, the turn was twisted as it was twisted.
Hwareuk.
As the darkness grew thicker, he covered his eyes and lit a fire.
Even though the bet was the size of a rat, it only brightened my nose and didn’t warm my body that much.
I’m glad I have this, so I’m wearing it.
Pick-!
A wind blew from somewhere and sparked a fire! and turn it off
[…]
I stared at the flames that had been extinguished, then looked to the left with a frown.
[What do you want to do?]
He raised his irritation to the limit.
It was because the wind just now was an artificial energy created by betting.
The person who extinguished my flame was looking at me with his characteristic cold eyes.
[You are. I must have warned you not to light a fire recklessly.]
I clicked my tongue briefly at the woman’s cold voice.
[I can’t see anything, so what? I’m not going to have to watch something to see.]
[If you can’t see anything, don’t look at it. If you can’t see these things, you won’t be able to see anything anyway.]
My brows furrowed naturally at the determined words.
[You talk like a dick.]
[It’s true. This is better than having a monster attack after seeing your flame.]
After spatting casually, he grabbed my long blonde hair and tied it back.
The short white neckline makes men unable to take their eyes off her.
I just averted my gaze from there.
Because her words penetrated deeper than her beauty.
[Because you are weak, crawl on your own. Do you mean something like this?]
At my words, I could see the woman’s shoulders tremble slightly.
[…I’m not saying that, but…]
[It’s not like that. It’s okay, it’s not like I’ve been hurt once or twice.]
Now, there was nothing to hurt my pride with words like that.
There’s no way there’s anything left for my crushed and shattered pride to be ruined.
Wasn’t there very little left?
[…well-mannered guys like you don’t know.]
Maybe that’s why I spit out these words without even realizing it.
[What kind of mind do I feel rolling on the floor? You guys wouldn’t know.]
[…]
The golden eyeballs turned this way.
There was a subtle irritation in those eyes.
I couldn’t even understand that annoyance.
He is said to be the greatest talent of all time, and is the most late index who has started to stand tall, replacing Oryong Sambong.
That’s her nickname now.
What’s so annoying about praising talent?
That part was unknown to me.
[What do you mean you know…?]
She told me that, perhaps because she felt uncomfortable.
I just take it lightly.
[Did you say that because you know me well?]
[…]
At my words, the female swordsman bites her lip.
Seeing that, I sigh.
This is an unnecessary quarrel.
In particular, he hated arguing with prominent people.
No matter what we say, it’s obvious that we won’t understand each other.
Why would I have such an annoying conversation?
As I was shaking my head at that thought, this time she asked me a question.
[You… why are you always so dissatisfied?]
[What?]
[You feel a little more comfortable if you act like that in everything?]
[This bitch. Are you trying to teach me now? Why are you trying to do something my parents didn’t do?]
That’s right.
My parents didn’t do it, so I must be like this.
I swallowed those words.
[No matter how good you are, this is it.]
[I’m not that good.]
[Who are you teasing now?]
You’re the one who takes care of all the good and good 2 names, but you’re not good enough. what kind of bullshit is this
one.
[…I’m not really good at it.]
The small swordsman said that to me in a tired voice.
I still couldn’t understand the words.
[Yeah, you’re not great.]
It’s just annoying, so I decided to skip it.
He said he wasn’t good enough, what more could he do?
I just hoped that this time would pass quickly.
Not only was the vigil annoyed, but it was also because it was inconvenient to stand with the Small Swordsman.
Because the one standing in front of him became the monster’s food, the turn was like this.
Even so, whenever we see each other, we are going through this.
Putting the two together like this?
Seolbong must have known that rotten bitch.
Arranging a night watch would be damned.
That bitch knows I’m uncomfortable with the Short Swordsman, so he must have made it this way on purpose.
Anyway, it was a bad year.
In any case, it was around seven days and nights when the two of them became a group.
Among them, there was a lot of conversation today.
Oh, of course, the conversation wasn’t peaceful, and the blade stood still like before.
After a few more growls, silence began to flow.
I was rather comfortable with this silence, so I just quietly counted the number of stones on the floor.
The small swordsman immediately asked something strange.
[What is your goal?]
[…huh?]
I frowned at those words without realizing it.
What is he saying now…?
It was a very unexpected question. What is your goal?
[Suddenly, what bullshit.]
[I wonder if a person like you has a goal.]
[Why are you arguing all of a sudden? Are you really crazy?]
It was absurd.
It felt like being hit by a stone while looking at it.
In the meantime, what is your goal? target?
[…]
I thought about it, but nothing came to mind.
The goal was not a life that I was looking for.
I don’t have affection for life itself, so is there a goal?
Can there be such a thing? You just breathe and live.
The more I think about it, the more I feel.
Looking at the Small Swordsman with a puzzled expression, he asked what to say.
[Then you. Do you have a goal?]
[…]
At my question, the short swordsman turned his head and averted his eyes.
[what. don’t you have It’s the same, what?]
When I said that with a smile, the short swordsman opened his eyes and turned his head in this direction.
It seems that you feel quite bad that you said that you are the same as me.
[…is…is…]
Contrary to his ferocious expression, his voice is quite calm.
It’s like a little bit of embarrassment mixed in.
[Is there? What is it?]
Actually, I wasn’t curious about this at all, but I just asked.
Because I don’t need to know what other people’s goals are.
[…]
The small swordsman did not answer my question for a long time.
What a great goal, I wanted to hesitate so much.
Is it the Murim lord or something that is the best in the world?
That would be a bit difficult.
I’m good at it, so I can have such a goal.
As I thought so and waited anxiously for an answer, the short swordsman spat out words in a very low voice.
[…Mayo.]
[What?]
It was so small that I couldn’t hear it well. I listened and asked again.
[…Mom…]
The small swordsman said that to me with slightly reddened ears.
mom?
[…?]
After hearing that, I widened the distance slightly with a strange expression on my face.
[…What.]
What do you mean by being a strange mother?
Did you hear me wrong?
[…Mom?]
[…]
I asked again in case I didn’t know, but looking at the reaction, it seemed that I hadn’t heard it wrong.
After seeing my reaction, the small swordsman started to get angry again because he was ashamed of what he said.
[…why? Is it strange?]
[Isn’t it strange then? They say that out of the blue, mom is the goal.]
[…Mother is a great goal. Why don’t you know that?]
[Is it because I don’t have a mother? I don’t know.]
[…]
Short swordsman shuts his mouth at the plain self-torture.
I didn’t mean to say that I wanted to make it like that.
[No, that’s why that’s the goal.]
Why do you have to be a ‘mom’ while doing great things?
It was the most incomprehensible thing I’ve ever heard.
[…I don’t necessarily mean that’s the goal.]
[It was just a goal.]
[It just meant dreaming of an ordinary life.]
[Hmm?]
Ordinary life?
[Meet someone. love. Getting married, having children…. Fighting and reconciling in life. And then growing old together…a life like that.]
The more I hear that, the more my mouth feels dry.
[You can do it. What’s the problem?]
It’s because it didn’t seem like something grandiose enough to set as a goal.
It wasn’t that I wanted to become a mighty master.
It wasn’t that I wanted to be the owner of a great Sega.
In a different way, the words of Sogeomseong that he wants to live like a normal woman feel difficult to me.
what you can do right now. I couldn’t understand her saying it was a goal.
Did you understand my heart?
The small swordsman smiles bitterly with an inexplicable smile.
[that’s right. It’s really easy.]
He said that, but I could definitely hear the quiet whisper behind his back.
-That easy thing is really difficult
….
After that, she said nothing more.
I didn’t ask anything more.
Somehow, with the illusion that the night had gotten darker, I followed her and shut my mouth as if a silent co-worker.
That’s how the time of the day comes to an end.
Strangely, the memories of that day never faded from my head.
It was such a great conversation that I can’t forget it.
Let’s find out why.
I think it was because it was the starting point that I started to put her in my eyes without knowing it.
The reason why he pursued the small sword was because it was strange that the goal of such a great woman was mediocre.
Or was it the miserable look on the face of the woman who said it?
Even now, I don’t know.
When I noticed it myself, it was right after it had happened without my knowledge.
It was probably at this point that the goal she was asking about came into my arms.
didn’t tell anyone
A goal that I myself would not have known until the day I died.
The funny thing is…
her goals or mine.
It was that in our previous life, until the moment we died, we hadn’t done anything to each other.
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Is it an illusion?
no.
No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t an illusion.
The small swordsman’s gaze was clearly directed at me.
Why are you looking at me among these myriad demons?
I continued to check, wondering if it was a coincidence, but the small swordsman’s gaze remained fixed on me.
Looking at her golden eyes, I was embarrassed.
thud.
“…!”
I felt an unknown vibration in my body.
stroke the chest
‘what?’
thump… thump.
The vibration doesn’t stop and I feel it stretching in my chest.
I swallowed my saliva at the feeling that it was getting bigger and bigger.
‘…this.’
Vibrations felt in the body.
I seemed to know about this identity.
He immediately turned his gaze to the Sorcerer.
She was still looking at me with surprised eyes.
This time, I will have a similar expression.
Apparently, she feels the same way as I do.
Remembering that, I clenched my hand.
‘Shit.’
thud. thud.
vibrating continuously.
no.
It wasn’t a vibration.
It is a resonance.
This is the same energy resonating with each other.
Let’s be sure of that, the eyeballs turn quickly.
why didn’t i expect this
‘… Bullshit. How can I expect this.’
It’s an energy that I can’t even feel.
Is it properly contained in the body or has it disappeared?
It’s true that I couldn’t even check it properly and was suffering.
This aura now resonating with the Shortsword.
‘Divine sword…’
It was definitely her energy that she faced in this life.
Her energy that I had in my body according to my mother’s words.
That’s what’s resonating with the Shortsword Castle up there right now.
It must be that she feels that, too, and that’s why she’s making that expression.
This was a mistake.
‘I didn’t expect this to happen.’
It is an unexpected fact that energy can resonate with each other.
I was sure that the demon would feel it because it is the essential power that I possess.
‘…Until this?’
It was something I really didn’t know that the Sorceress would feel this.
the problem is.
‘I can’t even hide this.’
The energy of this new sword is that I can’t hide it because I don’t know how to handle it.
Thanks to that…
Kung Kung Kung-!
The resonance with her was getting worse.
The point at which nausea is about to rise as the whole head is ringing.
“…to call that year. It looks like you’re really thinking of going to war.”
I heard the mage speak while looking at the small sword castle.
“It seems like you guys want to see blood, not me. is not it?”
The corners of his mouth twitched and the voice he exhaled seemed to be much more lively than before.
It really felt like I was going to kill everyone right away.
Regarding this, Cheonjon just talks to Maje with his hands behind his back.
“Again, we are here to make a deal.”
“If you’re going to keep talking bullshit, I’ll pluck out your tongue right here and now.”
Hard.
On the floor where the mage is standing, jjeok-! cracked.
A shallow fire can be seen rising from the cracked ground.
“It was fine. That incompetent bitch has also arrived, so I can just kill them both right here.”
damn it
A man with no intention of killing.
It was obvious that in my head, I was thinking hard about how to send it back.
thump…
‘groan.’
The resonance felt on the side of the Danjeon is getting worse.
Then I felt someone come and put a hand on my back.
The bet that was in the body is circulated.
The resonance is still there, but it feels a little better?
When I looked at something with a sudden sensation, the swordsman came and touched my back before I knew it.
The swordsman looks at me and asks.
“…are you okay…?”
“…Thank you.”
I was surprised.
Unknowingly, I had to look at the swordsmith with eyes of surprise.
Why would a child who is afraid of touching others do this?
It was fortunate that I was able to live a little thanks to him, but I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
When I was barely cooling my head with the help of the demon sword.
Shhh-!
The small sword castle floating in the sky gradually descended to the ground.
“…”
Seeing it up close, it feels more distinct.
It means that what is in front of her is the girl of that time.
In addition to the appearance that is not inferior even compared to the aftermath.
She was a woman with radiant blonde hair and an unusual atmosphere.
She is much more mature than the Weiseolah we met after returning, including her matured appearance.
I feel a more subdued atmosphere.
“…Maze.”
The short swordsman, who came down lightly to the ground, opens his mouth while looking at the horse.
Maje, who confirmed that, raised his fighting spirit with a growl.
“It seems that life is not important. I’m showing up here on my own.”
“…we don’t want a fight.”
“You don’t want to fight with this much power behind you? I don’t think I’m telling you to believe it.”
“…”
“Be honest that you would rather go to war. Then I will deal with you wholeheartedly.”
“…The Heavenly Father also said this, but we want to do business with you…”
Ku-gu-gu!
Before the short swordsman could finish his words, a huge flame was fired from the horse.
The short swordsman’s sword floating in the air pierced toward the flame.
Then, as before, the flames could be seen extinguished.
Since it was black salt mixed with magic, the perm power she possessed must have erased it.
While the short swordsman frowned at the sudden attack.
Mage speaks to her.
“You are still mistaken.”
The flames did not stop and burned up gorgeously on the horse’s body.
“Do you guys still believe that this can be resolved through dialogue?”
Upon the action of the demon, the demons immediately open the magic.
“I thought I had burned all of the flower gardens on my head a long time ago. I guess they are still there.”
“…Maze.”
The small swordsman bit his lip.
Even in the midst of that, I could feel that her gaze was often briefly directed to me.
“If there’s anything you want, I’ll take it from somewhere…”
“…I’ll give you back the brain child.”
The body of the horse, which was about to jump right in, stood tall against the words of the small sword castle.
I was also stopped by this.
Of course, I hesitated for other reasons.
‘A brain child…?’
After hearing the words, I looked at the aftermath.
The Demon Swordsman was openly expressing his displeasure at the words of the Small Swordsman.
Looking at that expression, it seems that Brainia is really over there.
‘That…what does that mean?’
I should have felt my heart beating fast at this fact.
That would be too.
It was because in my memory, the Devil’s Brain had never escaped from her hand.