Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 60
EP.60 Fall of the Maeryong (梅龍落下). (3)
Maeryong Fall (梅龍落下) (3)
Not happy.
The sound of falling rain and the moonlight that doesn’t know the subject.
The wind blowing through your hair.
everything is not nice
A woman asks in the gap of thought.
[…Crying?]
[Don’t be mean, it’s raining.]
The man answered harshly, but the woman’s hand touched the man’s cheek.
Normally, he would have beaten it, but this time the man endured it.
[No…no.]
[You’re hoping for something bigger.]
Because you’ve been through too much to cry.
There was nothing left to bring me to tears.
[…Sorry.]
There was no emotion in the woman’s voice.
It was still the same even after coming to the point of death.
Maybe it’s because of observing and practicing countless deaths, has even this become numb?
The woman had one arm torn off and a large hole in her chest.
The reason why she is barely breathing despite the wounds that should have killed her instantly is probably because she is a warrior who has reached the highest level.
Even that wasn’t long.
[Why did you do that?]
The man couldn’t understand and asked the woman.
At the last moment, the pouring sword was pointed at the man.
The woman took the place of the man, even though he could have lived well enough.
The man couldn’t understand.
The man didn’t want to understand.
It had to be you to lie down on this earth.
It was decided that way in the first place when the war started.
A woman interrupted it.
that made me angry
yes i am angry The man himself thought so.
The woman gently stroked the man’s cheek.
The sound of rain, gradually accumulating, disgusted the man.
[Don’t cry.]
The man tried to throw his hand away at the woman’s words.
I laughed hard and grabbed my wrist and couldn’t bear it.
[…Don’t cry.]
The woman kept repeating the same thing to the man. Why do you keep talking nonsense about what you can see with your eyes already closed?
Is it sympathy
Is it meaningless camaraderie?
I couldn’t figure out anything.
[…he said she wouldn’t cry.]
[Don’t cry…don’t.]
The woman’s blue-white hair gets wet with rain and gradually loses its shine.
The moonlight, which had been shining until I got tired of it, sadly only disappears at times like this.
[…Is the moon up…?]
the woman asked.
At those words, the man looked up at the sky.
The overcast sky is only raining.
The woman loved the moon.
I often sat alone on a rock and looked at the moon.
The man, to his shame, remembered each and every one of them.
[…Yes, it floats well.]
It was raining between the dark clouds, so the moon couldn’t be seen.
Both women and men knew that.
It’s just pointless play.
[…are you by my side?]
This is the woman’s question.
The man let out a dry laugh at those words.
[You’re asking that while touching your cheek grossly.]
The woman’s lips seemed to move slightly at the man’s words.
did you laugh? The man thought he was wrong.
[…it’s fortunate that there are both of them.]
What’s fortunate?
The man couldn’t ask one more time.
After that, the woman stopped breathing.
Only then did the man slowly put the woman’s hand down.
It didn’t seem possible to bury them properly or take the body with them.
The woman wouldn’t want that either, and it wasn’t even a situation like that.
[I found it…]
The man slowly got up at the voice he heard from behind.
Dozens or hundreds of warriors were facing the man from behind.
Those wearing white-blue clothes with “Maeng” written on them at the bottom.
At the forefront of the myriad warriors, a man with a sculptural appearance aimed at the tip of his sword.
[Fortunately, I guess I didn’t escape far.]
The will to keep justice and agreement stood out on his face.
The man had to try hard to suppress the creepy feeling he saw.
[…Meteor sword.]
Meteor sword Jang Seong-yeon was a man called the future of the next generation political faction.
He quietly spit out his name.
Meteor Sword’s eyebrows tremble slightly at the man’s call.
The woman next to him shouted.
[dare! Don’t talk about Dae-lord with the devil’s filthy mouth!]
He didn’t say anything to the cry. The torrential rain felt particularly heavy.
[…I keep forgetting.]
Feeling exhausted, I wiped my face with my hand.
yeah i keep forgetting
why are you standing here
You keep forgetting what your role is.
[…the Heavenly Demon will die soon. Surrender obediently!]
At Meteor Sword’s words, an empty laugh burst out.
I tried to refer to it, but I just couldn’t.
[The teacher? To whom.]
[The triad is now with the Heavenly Demon…]
[Oh triad? Did you leave it to the old people and come to catch a small-time job like me
?
Yoo Seong-gum’s face gradually crumpled.
Seeing this, the man barely stopped laughing.
[Yes, I have to… I have to do it quickly
.
The flames emitted from the tip of his feet spread all over the forest in an instant.
Among the warriors preparing for battle, the man was only looking at the meteor sword.
The man said while looking at the meteor sword that returned with an expressionless face and met his gaze.
[Disgusting bastard.]
I could see the corners of Meteor Sword’s mouth quivering slightly at the man’s words, but it was soon covered by the flames so I couldn’t see his expression properly.
The flame, which was expanding its range, soon engulfed the entire forest and in less than a quarter of an hour burned a large space close to 10 li.
Later, in the report to the Murim League, it was written that the demon had escaped and the only survivor was the meteor sword.
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“Bimu.”
I swallowed in vain at Namgoongbia’s words.
Occasionally, the flashback that pops out regardless of the will only brings out disgusting memories.
Why? Why did this memory come to me all of a sudden? Even now.
I couldn’t bear to face Namgoongbia’s determined gaze, so I slightly turned my head.
It was because it reminded me of that time and I thought I would become sensitive.
“…Can’t you see that I just finished the dance?”
I just finished my dance with Youngpoong.
Namgoongbia must have seen that too?
What’s the case if you come right away to do the rain?
Namgoongbia’s lips slightly protrude at my question.
To make such a grotesque expression…
It was a rare thing.
In her previous life, it was unimaginable that Namgoongbia would make such an expression.
Every time like this, I sensed little by little that she was different from the Demon Swordsman, but strange feelings swirled in the corner.
[You’re always saying shit inside. It’s crazy, so stay still.]
‘Your words are getting more and more ferocious?’
[Huh.]
I wanted to dance, but I don’t like it because he’s my successor?
Ayy, can you be so narrow-minded…
[…A rotten bastard.]
‘…I guess that’s right.’
Is it still a person of a volcano?
Even if the times have passed, holding on to those feelings.
[That’s a separate story. The children of today should be taken care of and taken care of by the current master.]
‘Then what do you not like?’
[…I’m feeling a bit sick to see the plum blossoms being slapped on me. It wasn’t like that when I was…!
]
[These days, anyway, ah… I don’t wield plum blossom swordsman like that…]
I decided to just ignore it because I was spitting out dog poop.
I said while looking at Namgoongbia.
“Are you still pissed off?”
Is it because he refused to do his own dance and complained about doing it with Youngpoong?
Maybe it was just by chance, but Namgoongbia’s eyes trembled slightly.
“…I’m not upset.”
His voice was trembling a little.
“You look pissed?”
“no.”
“Isn’t it really?”
But why do you keep looking away? Were you the type of person who could show emotion on his face like that?
Was it because Namgoongbia was still young or was she originally like that?
I couldn’t get it right.
Namgoongbia, who kept avoiding her eyes, suddenly had a question.
“Namgung Sojeo.”
“…huh?”
“Do you like the moon?”
Namgoongbia tilted her head at my question.
It was such an out of the blue question, so it could have been.
Bia Namgoong, who had been thinking for a moment, rolled her eyes and replied.
“not really…?”
At that, I laughed out loud.
“Didn’t you like the moon?”
I think I used to like it.
Haven’t you ever spit it out with words?
“…?”
I said while looking at Namgoongbia who was puzzled.
“Raining… Let’s do it next time.”
“…!”
Namgoongbia’s eyes widened.
Is it really that surprising that you asked me to do it next time?
“…Are you going to dance?”
“As long as you don’t speak half-heartedly.”
“yo. this?”
“No… that’s fine. Do whatever you want.”
To be honest, I gave up halfway through.
It feels like it won’t be fixed even if I die.
I bet too much right now, and my body will soon get tired.
I managed to control it, but it was a daunting feat to use for a long time, and my body would soon become overloaded.
I’ll probably lie down and suffer.
[I wish I could have been pressed down with scissors.]
‘Are you going to keep saying things that aren’t worth your age? A nobleman, a ghost, scissors…’
[Age price…!? This guy doesn’t have any quirks…!]
Maybe it’s because it’s been noisy since a while ago, I keep getting headaches.
As I was covering my throbbing hair, Bia Namgoong approached me slightly.
“what’s the matter?”
“It’s just that my hair…”
Bia Namgung’s hand touches her cheek.
Maybe that’s why the thoughts that just came to mind overlapped.
“Fever…”
[Don’t cry.]
An unpleasant feeling surged up inside me, and I unknowingly removed Namgoongbia’s hand.
“…?”
Namgoongbia looked back and forth between her hand and me.
Unbeknownst to me, I acted too exaggeratedly.
He coughed once and apologized to Namgoongbia.
“I’m sorry. I was surprised.”
[I really can’t eat it even if I give it to you.]
Namgoongbia nodded slightly.
It seemed like a sign that he was okay.
“Then…next time.”
Having said that, Namgoongbia turns her back and walks away.
Is it an illusion that something seems to be moving?
Seeing that, Shinnoya asks.
[I didn’t want to do that, so what were you thinking?]
‘When did I stop trying again?’
[Even the moment he said he would do it to that woman, even now, the guy who feels awkward
about it …]
[…Yes, if you do, adjust it this time.]
‘What do you mean?’
[Whether it’s that beastly martial art or whatever, if you’re going to bet, be careful.]
I didn’t understand Shin Noya’s words. I don’t think it’s meant to be playful.
[I was scolded for trying to put the bet to sleep as the bet was drawn at random.]
‘…Yes?’
[What the hell did you eat to have such a grotesque thing… Should all old people suffer?]
‘What do you mean, you’re not already in this world?’
Shinnoya groaned at my answer.
It was more annoying because it wasn’t going to be solved by blocking my ears.
It was said jokingly, but in reality it was difficult.
If you use a lot of bets, you’ll go crazy…
Shin Noya’s words were uncomfortable from my point of view.
Now that I can move a little, a problem explodes inside?
‘What the hell…?’
Did it come from the demon’s energy?
I couldn’t tell if there was something inside my body in the first place.
I was thinking about the situation that Shin Noya was lying, but in the end, I wasn’t sure either.
‘If I go to the volcano quickly, will I know anything?’
In fact, I didn’t think I would know anything about going to the volcano, but there was no way right now.
‘Should I find out about this first?.’
Because there was no way to do anything in the mountains.
Youngpoong returned to the camp, leaving the Volcano faction to take care of it.
When I suddenly arrived, I felt a sense of difference, so I thought about what was different, and I realized that Wiseol-ah didn’t come running out..
“…What? Where did he really go?”
It wasn’t natural for her to come out to meet me, but I was a little uneasy because I couldn’t see her always showing up.
Wondering where he had gone, he grabbed a passing attendant and asked.
“Seol-ah was with the grandfather above.”
Only then could I feel relieved by the attendant’s words.
There was nothing to worry about as long as he was with Sword Master.
…Are you going to accompany Bia Namgoong from tomorrow?
[…I hope so. It’s full…]
Shin Noya’s words jumped out while he was thinking about what to do.
‘…Shinno, you’re not actually a master, are you?’
[You’re a kid… but you’re talking bullshit about the ancestors of the Doga.]
No matter how you look at it, it’s not good if this human is a long-skilled person in Hwasan….
Even more so, it’s even worse if he’s a Hwasan swordsman.
It was a terrible thing for the literati of the Volcano School living in the present life.
[…do you know what I’m listening to?]
‘Yes, I know it. Don’t worry.’
[Heh heh he’s such a rotten guy.]
After the rain dance was over, the night got much deeper than before.
If it was later, tomorrow would be difficult, so I had to lie down.
Youngpoong was worried because he seemed to be overdoing it a little.
[It’s too much…? It’s just too much…?]
…I thought I’d overcome it on my own.
It was impossible to cross the wall in the first place if it was going to collapse to this extent.
Since I was moving my body, I thought I was sweating a little, so I wanted to wash and sleep, but it was just as annoying, so I decided to just sleep.
[…You’re such a bad person to just go to bed with this.]
As always, I ignored Shin Noya’s words.
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Wiseolah had been chatting with Geomson for the first time in a while.
Speaking of chatting, it’s all about the geomjon putting flesh on his old record of his martial arts and telling it like a tale.
Wi Seol-ah just enjoyed listening to it.
When her eyes were half closed and she was about to fall asleep, Wiseolah asked Geomson.
“grandfather.”
“huh?”
“What is your fiancée?”
“…huh?”
Geomson made a subtle expression at Wi Seol-ah’s question.
It was self-reproach and embarrassment that no matter how freely he raised him, he hadn’t taught him this level of common sense.
I don’t know what my granddaughter is going to ask me out of the blue, but sometimes she asks me weird things like eagles or hawks, and she said it’s because she has a curious personality.
Wondering if that was the case this time, the swordsman replied to Wiseolah.
“…a fiancé.”
“huh…!”
While listening to the Sword Master’s explanation, Wi Seol-ah’s expression gradually grew darker.
Geomzon, not noticing that, continued to explain.
so the next day.
Wi Seol-ah did not speak to Namgoongbia.