A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 91
Only Noblemtl
Episode 091. Vlad the Red Sword
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{by the way.}
Oposis said.
{Looking at the fact that he came here, it seems that Hans still hasn’t been able to put down his dagger. Am I right?}
I nodded.
“After meeting me, I tried to abandon you belatedly, but by then it was too late. The demons had smelled you and were flocking to you.”
Oposus clicked his tongue.
{Tsk tsk. You have a soft spot for answering.}
“Don’t worry. I got the dagger and killed the Baron to get his attention.”
Oposus looked at me with his eyes blinking.
{… … Baron? Did you kill the nobleman?}
“exactly.”
Oposus tilted his head a few times and asked.
{Is it okay to kill a noble now?}
“Of course not.”
{Isn’t there a huge bounty? Aren’t the royal knights chasing you?}
“There’s a bounty of 100 gold, and the royal knights are chasing after you.”
{And yet you killed him?}
“That’s true.”
{why?}
“Because he’s a piece of shit.”
{Just for that reason?}
“What more do you need?”
{… … ?}
“… … ?”
We exchanged a moment of bewildered glance.
Oposis asked.
{Are you crazy?}
“We are all someone’s madman.”
{He really is crazy.}
They say he’s a legendary blacksmith, and indeed.
His identity was revealed after just a few conversations.
It must be a great insight.
{You’re still alive. No, how are you still alive?}
“I was lucky.”
{It’s not something you can just pass over as being lucky. If you kill a noble, it’s no exaggeration to say that the entire kingdom will come after you.}
“Well… isn’t it simple? Even if you say that the entire kingdom is chasing you, in the end, it’s just countless individuals chasing you. All you have to do is dodge and strike back at those who rush at you.”
{Well… … that’s true.}
“Just fight off the demons that are coming for the bounty and the dagger, and also fight off the proud royal knights that are coming to arrest you.”
Oposus asked with an even more puzzled expression.
{Are you an Aura user?}
“exactly.”
{But I don’t feel any mana.}
“Well… I guess you could think of it as a special constitution.”
{So you defeated the royal knights and came all the way here?}
“That’s what it is.”
{Hahaha!}
Oposis burst into laughter.
{This guy is a great swordsman. I didn’t know he was that good.}
I nodded calmly.
“It’s good to know now.”
{So, is the youngest okay?}
“I am safe. I am under the protection of Count Starvanger.”
Oposus smiled faintly.
{… … Thank goodness. Thank goodness. He was a lone wolf who didn’t want any help. I don’t know what happened.}
Oposus looked at me.
{Are you that wind?}
“That could be. I’m a windy guy.”
{… … .}
“Just kidding, wouldn’t anyone change when they have a family? There’s the weight of being the head of a household.”
{That’s true.}
Oposus nodded coolly.
{So, you came to get the ninth sword?}
“exactly.”
{Are you really going to take this vicious guy out?}
“Because of circumstances.”
{… … Is that so? Was it meant to end up like this… … .}
Ophiuchus let out a sigh that sounded like a sigh.
I watched his regretful sigh and then asked.
“Is there a test or something? Do I have to prove something?”
{Yes. I have to prove that I am worthy of taking on this vicious guy.}
“how?”
Oposus shook his head.
{That’s not for me to decide.}
“then?”
{This guy decides.}
Ophiuchus said this and stepped aside.
Then, the ninth sword finally came into view.
A faint light from the floating ophosis loosely swept the crimson sword.
It was taken out of its black scabbard and displayed separately, and its surprisingly smooth blade caught my eye.
It was so sharp that it seemed as if even light would be cut through.
It must have been neglected and unmanaged for decades, and now this is what we expect.
{This guy is the last of my nine swords. Vlad the Red Sword.}
I looked at the sword with renewed eyes.
A faint light from the pitch-black darkness and ophosis flowed down the blade.
{He is a very vicious man. If you can hold this man and draw out his power without losing your body or losing your reason, then you can be called the true master of this sword.}
“Does that mean that I just need to be able to control it in one word?”
{yes.}
I tilted my head.
“You’re saying your body is being stolen? How can you do that to a mere sword?”
{There’s a reason I imprisoned this guy here.}
Oposis explained in a serious tone.
{There is a demon living inside this sword. It is a bloodthirsty demon. It is a very, very vicious creature. No human mind can resist it for even a moment.}
“hmm.”
{It’s asleep now, but the moment you grab it, the demon inside will wake up from its long slumber. It’s been decades since it’s taken blood. It must have become incomparably more ferocious than it was then.}
“oh.”
I listened with interest.
{The moment you grab it, it will burrow into your mind. It will eat everything it touches, and it will eat away at your body and mind. If you can’t fight it, it’s over. It will take your body away. That’s how a bloodthirsty demon is born.}
“Wow.”
{As I said, this is not something that can be done with the mental strength of an ordinary person. Even if you somehow managed to overcome it at first, Vlad will continue to look for an opening. You cannot let your guard down for even a moment. Vlad will plot a rebellion at the moment when you are at your weakest.}
“Oh.”
{If that happens, you will become a demon that will suck your mana and life force and thirst for blood until you die. When you die, Vlad will leave to find another demon. The cycle of blood will continue to roll.}
“So, you’re saying that I’m going to become the host of this demon sword?”
{That’s an accurate expression.}
So, the moment you are controlled by the sword, the sword becomes your main body.
That’s really interesting. It’s so interesting that I couldn’t help but ask this question.
“Sir, how on earth did you create such a monster?”
Oposus shook his head.
{I don’t know. I was making a sword without thinking, and when I woke up, the sword was complete. I don’t remember when that happened.}
Is this the state of no-self?
{Sometimes it happens. When I made all nine pieces, it was like that without fail. It was as if it wasn’t me who made them, but the blacksmith god Volund had borrowed my hand. Of all of them, Vlad had a particularly long period that I can’t remember.}
“okay.”
When you say it like that, I become even more interested.
What the heck is this sword?
I looked at Vlad the Red Sword with my arms crossed, the corners of my lips slightly raised.
“Wouldn’t it be fun?”
{… … Are you listening to me? I said you’ll turn into a devil.}
“I myself have been no different from the devil lately, so holding on to it won’t make much of a difference.”
{… … It seems like a really strange guy has come.}
But before I could even get started, I had to ask this question.
“What happens if I don’t become Vlad’s master?”
{Do you remember what was written on the door?}
“… … I think it said that only those who are qualified should enter.”
{It means that those who are not qualified will not be able to go out again.}
I asked in a ridiculous voice.
“No, where is that interpretation?”
{It’s here.}
“… … .”
{You can’t just let the demon out. If you leave, you’ll end up killing your friends with your own hands.}
That’s not difficult.
I gathered my thoughts and then asked.
“So, if I don’t subdue this guy, I’ll be stuck here for the rest of my life?”
Oposus nodded.
{yes.}
“What fun is there in living in this small, dark room?”
{What’s the big deal? Just talk to me and I’ll die slowly.}
I thought for a moment and then answered.
“Hmm. That’s not so bad. It could be fun.”
I don’t know why, but I quite enjoyed talking to this inspiration.
I guess we fit together pretty well.
{Hahaha! Is that so?}
Oposis laughed heartily.
{I also quite enjoy talking with you.}
“I’m glad to hear that.”
{Still, I don’t want you to be trapped here.}
“I just said that too.”
Oposus looked at me with a smile.
{I hope that vicious guy will be gentle with you.}
I nodded.
“Then let’s scold him first and then talk about it.”
{I see.}
Hmm. Now that I think about it, there is a Cheonma in my mind.
‘… … There shouldn’t be any problems, right?’
No matter what, in the end it’s a sword.
I had no intention of losing to inanimate objects.
Rather than being swallowed by a sword like this, I should just go out and die.
A swordsman is defeated by the sword.
This is something that all swordsmen in the world will laugh at.
I picked up the sword without hesitation.
Wiggle.
Although it was a hard, cold hilt, it felt as if it was alive, with a beating heart and moving blood.
and…….
Flash.
The demon opened his eyes.
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The legendary blacksmith Oposus, who is said to be the incarnation of the blacksmith god Volund.
Nine famous swords that he created with great care.
The last of them, the ninth.
The worst, most evil red sword, Vlad.
Flash.
He woke up from a long sleep and opened his eyes.
[Ahhh… … Finally… … !]
Vlad threw back his head and laughed.
[Hahaha! Hahahaha!]
He laughed heartily and then muttered with the corners of his lips raised in a smirk.
[It has been a long, long time. How long has it been? How long have I been asleep? This unbearable thirst! I am so thirsty! I am going crazy.]
Vlad shouted, clawing at my neck with his nails.
[Ah, I’m thirsty, thirsty, thirsty, thirsty, thirsty, thirsty, thirsty, thirsty! I need blood, fresh blood! Bright red blood! Clammy blood! I must drink blood. I must dye the whole world in blood and drink it.]
I felt an overwhelming thirst.
Vlad’s thirst, having slept for decades without shedding a single drop of blood, was beyond imagination.
[Keuhihi! Keehihi! Freedom! Freedom! Hahahaha!]
Vlad immediately rushed into his thoughts, riding on the arm of this fearless human who had grabbed him.
[Foolish human! Do you want power? I will give it to you! Hahahaha! In return, you will have to give me everything!]
I was filled with the desire to quickly take over this foolish and greedy human body and escape this stifling place.
[I will dye the whole world with blood!]
A space in the human imagination that has reached such a point.
Most people don’t even know that they have this space in their hearts.
It’s the same with you intruding here.
[Hahahaha! I’ll eat you up from the inside out!]
Vlad burst through the door of his imagination.
But there were guests there before.
[Huh? What are you?]
On a soft chair.
A man lying sideways, mumbling something, was looking at her with indifferent eyes.