Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 450

< Episode 450 > Ah, this is not the case. (2)

Murimmaeng possesses Brainia.

I had to think a lot in the slightly different atmosphere of the short swordsman’s words.

‘Why does Murimmaeng have a brain child?’

Bondi brainia is her favorite disease that the swordswoman should have at this time.

A monster that holds a lot of brain energy and exerts its effect even more.

In some cases, it is an item that doubles the combat power of the demon sword.

‘Isn’t that what the Demon Swordsman doesn’t have?’

No, it seems that Moorimmaeng took it after having it.

‘What happened…?’

This was something that didn’t happen, at least not in my memory.

In his previous life, after the demonic sword, he had a brain-brain until the moment he died.

After that, I was the one who possessed the brain child that had left the hands of the swordsman.

It was something she had taken with her as a keepsake after she died.

I’ve never seen her leave a brain child behind since I met the Demon Swordswoman.

‘Why now…?’

Eyes roll rapidly.

No matter how you look at it, something was strange.

Looking at the situation, it seems that some time has passed since the brain was taken away.

After entering this illusion, I had never seen a swordswoman carry a brain child.

Since I haven’t heard anything about it, it must mean that it was a long time ago…

‘What is it?’

This, at least, didn’t seem to have happened in the previous life I knew.

Does that mean…?

‘You mean it’s different from the world I used to know…’

I thought this world was an illusion created based on my memories.

If something completely different from the memory was unfolding.

‘What the hell is this place?’

I immediately changed my thoughts.

‘Something is different.’

Contrary to my expectations, there seemed to be something else going on in the world that Dang Je-mun had sent for a test.

‘no.’

Is the world that Dang Je-moon sent in the first place correct?

I had to doubt even that.

‘If it’s not a fantasy or a test… what else is left?’

I haven’t been able to figure it out yet.

I know that I need to raise the tension that I have been harboring.

I had to remind myself that this place was different from what I expected.

The brow furrows in part.

It’s hard to think of it as just a fantasy, but I felt like I was involved in something deeper and more irritating.

‘Anyway, there’s nothing normal about being involved with these humans.’

Heroes of the past are all like this when they have something to do with humans.

Not only does time stop, but space itself moves.

‘…after.’

I try to cool my head while trying to rule out the thickening emotions.

At times like these, I had to be more alert.

We must not forget our purpose.

I have to go back to my original world.

I thought only of that.

“…Give me the brain child back.”

After hearing the words, the Maje repeats the words.

“If anyone sees it, you talk as if it belonged to you in the first place.”

“It’s not wrong.”

At the short swordsman’s words, the Cheonjon next to him took a step forward.

“Because the brain child originally belonged to Namgung. It’s just that I went back to where I was supposed to be.”

“Are you trying to play a word game with me?”

Mage twitched the corners of her mouth.

If it was originally owned by the Namgung family, there would be no problem even if the swordsman possessed it.

Hearing this, Cheonjon looked at the Demon Swordsman with faded blue eyes.

“It’s been a long time since Ai abandoned the Namgung family name. Can you see that this statement is really wrong?”

“…”

The Demon Swordsman didn’t answer anything, just looked at the Celestial Master with sharp eyes.

“If that child herself abandoned the male palace, then the last male palace left on this earth is herself. Brainia has just returned to where it should be.”

“Even so, you’ll bet your brain and make a deal… Are you saying this?”

“exactly.”

At the Cheonjon’s answer, the Demon Emperor looked behind him.

It was full of white warriors, and each one of them had reached a considerable level.

In terms of numbers, the situation is filled with Maeng’s power.

The number of mines on this side was not small, and if they waged a war, they could wage enough.

only.

‘I can’t win.’

This is an objective evaluation.

Victory in this battle would be impossible.

As long as there was a Cheonjon, fighting was impossible as long as there was a perfect swordsman who was not tired or injured.

Why did you come to confront me knowing that?

Maybe that bastard jumped right in just because he had a small sword.

It was for the position that Mine should not back down from the rightists.

Resigning because the number of factions is large and defeat is certain is nothing else;

As much as they are those who live madly for the leader’s position more than their lives. So it didn’t work.

I know that too, so it must be like this.

The flow of the conversation seemed to be clear, but I saw a big contradiction here.

What is the contradiction here?

“The Short Swordsman.”

“yes.”

“You seem to be seriously mistaken about something.”

At Maze’s words, the short swordsman’s eyebrows trembled slightly.

“Why do you think our school would make a deal with you bastards just to have brains?”

hard.

The demons’ speculation intensified.

That was the contradiction I was thinking of.

I’ll admit that Brain Eye is a very important item to the Magic Sword Husband, but looking at it as a whole, it wasn’t an important item for the entire Demonic Cult.

Even if the Demonic Swordsman is an important force, do you make a deal with the right faction for that?

There wasn’t enough justification for that.

I don’t know if it makes me angry.

“You still seem to look down on us.”

“…Maze.”

As the demon gradually raises the flame and demonic energy, the expression of the short swordsman can be seen distorted.

Seeing that, the mage smiled.

“Looking at the sincerity you’ve come this far, don’t ask. What are you going to do if the deal is rejected?”

“…”

Short swordsman bit his lip at Maze’s words.

If you didn’t accept to bet on a deal with Brainiac.

How will Meng come out?

I could vaguely know the answer by looking at her expression.

no, it’s weird not knowing

Ignoring the Heavenly Demon’s warning and gathering all this power right in front of Sacheon, the Cheonjon, one of the Three Lords, and the Short Sword of Hope of Meng appeared together?

‘This.’

It meant an all-out war.

Unless you’re an idiot, you wouldn’t know.

Also in other words.

“Don’t ask me anything else. Short Swordsman.”

“…yes.”

“Is this a deal or a blackmail?”

If you don’t do it, it means you’ll fight, so in the end it’s no different from a threat.

“…”

Even the small swordsman, who knew that, couldn’t come up with any answer.

I was able to find a glimpse of shallow shame in her expression, and on the contrary, a deep sense of disillusionment appeared in Maje’s expression.

“Even if you wrap it up in grandiose words and try to cover it up, in the end you are no different from us. Do you really still not understand this?”

Unlike words that are spat out, the aftermath comes out.

This is because the warriors of Maeng began to show a fierce reaction as if reacting to the words of the horse.

“How dare you, the disgusting traitor…!”

“What are those demons who have fallen to gain power talking about!”

It’s really a long time since I’ve seen you.

Looking at it, rather than annoyance, a longing that was not funny came out.

It is a political faction that seeks peace on the outside, but is rotting from the root on the inside.

As the war unfolded, these secrets began to be revealed one by one. There was also an incident where a large number of disillusioned people came over to the Demonic Cult.

Are Jeongpa really clean?

It is a fact that everyone in the midfield knows now that this is not the case.

I was just predicting that if the Heavenly Demon swept through the midfield and reigned, everything would burn up and disappear.

Right now, I just want the Murimmaeng to win the war.

Knowing that, their reaction was just funny to me.

They collapsed as the war broke out, but they were barely maintained because of the war.

What is it that makes you so good?

No matter how I looked at it, I couldn’t understand it.

It’s not something that I, who became a demon, would say.

Around the time when the momentum of the unmanned people began to gradually change wildly.

Whoops-!

Colossal pressure emanated from the Cheonjon’s body and spread to the surroundings.

Just by feeling it, it feels like the hairs all over my body are standing upright.

“conflict-!”

The warriors of Maeng, who had been talking loudly at the voice of the Heavenly Father, all at once shut their mouths.

clap.

When I checked that, I heard a sound coming from the back side of the demonic sword.

While I couldn’t see it, the magic sword had been pulled out. If I made it louder, I don’t know if the sword master would have scattered sword steel.

Perhaps Cheonjon noticed that and forced him to keep his mouth shut.

Maze doesn’t mind that kind of situation. I continued to speak.

“You bark loudly, but you don’t give out negativity. It must mean that you know.”

“…”

“Did you say that the value of existence of a political faction is righteousness and cooperation?”

Maze moved and approached the Short Swordsman.

The warriors panicked and tried to escort the short swordsman, but the short swordsman raised his hand to stop them.

“Do you think that there are still things like that left there?”

The golden eyes of the short swordsman met the purple eyes of the demon.

“…Maybe not. but.”

As if not to lose to this, the small swordsman also takes a step closer to Maze.

“If it doesn’t exist, I will make it.”

“…”

“Because I raised my sword for that.”

It’s a solid tone.

Looking at it, I had to feel the pain in my stomach.

‘Do not lie.’

It was obvious that he wanted to run away right away.

You raised a sword for that? that is also a lie

You probably didn’t even want to pick up a sword in the first place.

How can you say such a thing?

Behind them, they look at the small sword castle that does not back down and make a moving expression.

I wanted to tear their faces off.

“…you’re still stupid.”

“Maybe.”

“So, in the end, I will try to get what I want by force. Is this what you mean?”

“…”

The Sorcerer did not deny it.

It means that the horse is right.

‘What the hell do you want?’

Given her personality, there’s a good chance she wouldn’t have participated in this at least.

Why did I get involved in something so absurd?

It was also a question of the intention of the Murimmaeng who sent her here, and it was also a question of what they were trying to achieve by doing so.

“I don’t know. What on earth do you want to achieve so much?”

A distance close to the nose.

Mage asks her.

Seeing that gaze, the small swordsman slightly averted his head.

‘huh?’

look in my direction

…Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?

“I am looking for one.”

“person?”

“Yes….”

Those words should be obtained by breaking the warning and going to war if necessary in the Murimmaeng. Surprisingly, it meant only one person.

I was wondering what that meant in the first place.

The small swordsman suddenly raised his hand and pointed in my direction with the tip of his finger.

“hmm?”

After seeing that, I look around to see if anyone is there.

No matter how I looked at it, it seemed that the swordsman was pointing at me.

After checking that far, something creepy climbs up my back.

‘Uh… this can’t be.’

I widened my eyes and looked at the small sword castle again.

“That person. I want that person.”

“…!”

She looked at me and said so.

The moment I was about to express my surprise at that astonishing statement.

Coo-goo-goo-!

“Oops!”

I was startled by the terrifying aura that I felt next to me and had to avoid my body.

It was the deepest and most intense feeling of life that I had ever felt in this place.

Kurung-!

Dark clouds suddenly begin to form in the clear sky as if moved by energy.

In the dark clouds, I can feel the intense brain energy beginning to crouch.

Soon, not only the Mine, but also the warriors of the Murim League start to change their posture, panicking.

“you.”

The culprit, who is exuding unbelievable energy, spits out words toward the small sword castle.

The culprit was after the magic sword.

The white hair fluttered in the brain and began to lift little by little in the air.

A far-off realization wrapped around the drawn sword.

That’s another nickname after the demonic sword.

It was a look befitting a thunderstorm.

Looking as if she would run away at any moment, she said to the Small Swordsman.

“Do you want to die?”

It was a clear pronunciation that surprised me where I left my usual slurred and quiet tone.