Book 13 Chapter - 12 (1/2)

This old man's eyes are ice cold and nightly.

It was necessary.

The sleeve where the old man's right hand was supposed to be was empty. He's like an apprentice.

It was obvious that it wasn't in fashion. Staring to see the old man's face.

Some of the inns who moved turned their heads in a hurry with a short moan.

The old man's face was covered with horribly hideous sword scars. Scales

Traces of dozens of snakes wearing sour blades wriggling away.

I'm so scared that I even dare to make eye contact.It was indeed a dreadful face.

”Who is Mr. Roh?”

Binggum greeted with a polite swipe.An extraordinary sword.Old man's hand

There's no sword in, but in the old man's heart there's a sword that's blue.

There was a glacier, which I could feel keenly through the goosebumps of skin.

There was. Greetings were polite, but mind boundaries were not lifted.

”Me? I'm an ordinary graveyard guarding this tomb!”

The Binggum asked back with a puzzled look at the old man's answer.

”What do you mean a grave? Where is it located?”

Even if you look around, you'll find a mound that's shaped like a turtle's back.

I couldn't see. The same was true of the tombstone.

”The whole land is a cemetery. In your eyes, there's a place on this earth.

Can't you see all those swords?”

Certainly, various swords are embedded in the earth, the wind of time.

Standing like a part of nature, covered in something. It's slanted, and it's smart.

There were things right and everyone was different.

”The number of swords here is exactly 108. And a hundred years ago,

They were all swords with their masters.”

Of course, the echo in it was very ominous.

”Well, that means...”

Black is like the life of a no man. I don't know how to live your life in this remote world.

I'm not gonna let my reckless, stupid swordsman scour the old Lord.

You won't be able to find it. Only when a warrior loses his sword.

What's more, the swords all split in half as if they had promised.

Any further explanation would be meaningless if I were.

”A lot of life has oxidized from ?”

Suddenly the air turned solemn. All of them to protect the stronghold.

They were the ones who didn't take care of themselves. Peace and happiness is someone's effort.

Is it impossible to get without over-sacrifice? No one answers this question.

I can't give it to you.

”What is your honorific name, Mr. Roh?”

Salinity asked politely. I'll never be surprised who this old man is.

With a firm determination not to!

Then the old man said.

”I don't know what it's gonna do to know Nobu's humble name.

If I have to tell you, Nobu is doomed!People I know, they're swordsmen.

He called me that.

”Gasp!”

Salinity failed to keep her resolution in the end. But he said, ”Horse.”Far more than an ice sword with a self-restraint sound.

It's healed.

Sword-tooth fate.

The owner of the nickname, knife-crazy idiot. But who

There was no one pointing fingers at him as a lunatic.

More than a hundred years ago, a random branch of a tree led to the masters of the Great Kendo.

We fought for the world's greatest sword.

To him, who can be called a mad fool.

He would be a true king idiot.

A hundred years ago, a legend of the kendo world who left numerous dance stories and enjoyed the strong lake!

”If there is a dragon-clad apprentice in Ildodan in the province, there is a sad fate of Ilji Buncheon's sword.”

It was a horse that floated around the strong lake at that time. But when you compare the two,

All the time, people raised the hand of the sword-toothed man. Still a thousand at the time.

It was before Gumseong Moyongjeongcheon, the leader of MooSamsung, got its name.

A hundred years! Enough poetry for countless swordsmen to be forgotten.

It was liver and was actually forgotten. But even now, through the mouths of the luxuries, the sword.

The skill of St. Maryongjeongcheon is well known as the fate and rain of the legendary swordsman 100 years ago.

It used to be a bridge over what an excellent swordsman he was.

I can guess.

Am I still alive?'

I'm guessing you're wandering around some unnamed scenic spot of the underworld by now.

Salinity grumbled at meeting too many people in the grave.

”Page 115”

Something I don't want to hear!

”These swords are gathered here to resist the one and only. Only one person

To resist! And then finally we underestimated him too much.

I've come to the conclusion that. The darkness itself, the fear and despair of him. It's been a long time since it was a late conclusion.

The story is about to begin again. It's about him. Now

I don't like it. I'm afraid. No more. I wanted to shout please stop.

The story of the old days, like Jong-Hwa and the apprentice Yong-Kyung, whose fate is unofficial.

When I tried to start, the delegations of Cheonmu Hakgwan honestly wanted to shut their ears.

I didn't want to hear it. The more I hear it, the more I feel despair than hope.

I wanted to turn down the continuation of the story now.

Maybe I'll lose my confidence completely if I hear any more of that.

I was told strongly that I didn't know.

Only then did they really mean a warning to them?

I could do it.

”If you let your guard down, you'll be swallowed up in the afterimage!”

I don't know if it's because of neglecting the warning, but without knowing it, I'm going to...

Their minds were slowly being eaten up by fear.

Compliments and envy from people around me all the time.They're the ones who've been staring at me.

It was the first time it was considered so trivial. But the reality is they're not.

Jiro was also forcing her to cross the wall. If you don't, you'll be frustrated.

There was only a But no matter how young and malleable they are,

There was a limit.

I was praying that it would stop, but I wasn't willing to do that to the sword teeth.

They had no right to stop it. So the story that begins again.

I had no choice but to listen helplessly.

”Did he show up here? You know how surprised we are.

They should know. We're a mirage, huh?I stare at him like I'm in the rain.

I've seen it all.”

He wasn't thought to be a human being.”You know, we were in charge of the third gateway to the Dirty Three. Third

It was also the last time. And yet, until he gets here?