Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 37



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Episode 37

“Why? Do you know about them?”

Aiman ​​nodded in response to Jincheol’s question.

“It’s a gathering of some scholars centered around the tribe. They hold an academic conference among themselves.

“I pray, but my main field is ancient history and artifacts.”

Jincheol and Mr. Parum’s eyes met. How did that gentleman know that? Jincheol said,

I asked the question as it was.

“How would I know? I was originally going to investigate them, so I know… There’s something going on here.

“I mean, before.”

The three sly Sandesiya pirates, with Aiman’s eyes peeking behind them, to be exact

I looked at the pirate named ‘Harmen’ who was brought back to life by Mr. Parm. The real Harmen

The man named Men simply looked around without showing any particular interest.

His expression seemed to be full of thoughts of escaping from this prison.

“Why is only the child investigating them?”

“···”

At Jincheol’s question, Aiman ​​blinked and looked up. Then, he looked up briefly.

He said.

“I will let you know if you become my disciple.”

“Arai.”

That sound again? At Jincheol’s reluctant voice, Aiman ​​laughed as if it was a joke.

It continued.

“Because there was something suspicious about them. What was suspicious and what did I do about it?

If you ask why I’m investigating, it’s hard to answer. There are so many different people in the world.

Because I have my own position and position. But I think what I do is for the world.

I believe so. At least I’m trying not to get worse.”

“What is that explanation? What kind of secret society is it?”

Aiman ​​just smiled. Then he went into the prison and saw Esai covered in blood.

I looked closely.

By then, the blood-covered man had realized that the people in front of him were not temple warriors.

He was struggling and shouting in a halting manner.

“Who, who? No, I don’t care! Sa, save me! Please! Save me!”

“You have lost both your legs and your remaining two arms will also be crippled.

“Even if you just gouge out your eyeball, you won’t be able to restore your eyesight. Do you still want to live?”

Aiman’s cold voice. Blood-covered Man closed his mouth for a moment as if he was speechless.

But the next moment, tears flowed from his wounded eye sockets. No,

He couldn’t tell if it was possible to call it tears, a mixture of blood and mud. He

He said something so desperate.

“I want to live, I want to live… No matter how miserable it is, I don’t want to die. I, I want to live more.

I want to···! Somehow more···!”

Only Ai looked back, and soon the group exchanged glances. Mr. Parm was the first.

I brought up the subject.

“It would be better to live for now. Putting aside the false statements of the temple warriors, let’s do it this time.

He is the prime suspect in the Jean Verdo Bell murder case, so we need to find out more details.

“I think I can figure it out.”

“Are you okay? This guy is the one who tried to put the blame on you, teacher.”

The teacher’s eyes narrowed beneath his mask at Jincheol’s question. He was smiling.

“Hasn’t the truth come out anyway? And who is holding on to the end of life?

“I deserve to live longer.”

“That’s right. The right to live is not something that someone else gives you, but something that you take hold of yourself.”

Only the child next to me nodded and said so. I thought the two of them would get along well.

Same.

Aiman ​​goes out of the cell and Jincheol and Mr. Parum go to the torture rack and are covered in blood.

He started to get angry. He couldn’t keep calling him a bloody person, so Jincheol asked.

“What is your name?”

“···Gugban.”

“Really? Hold on, Gugban.”

Gugban trembled as the nails that had been holding his body were pulled out. But he gritted his teeth.

He looked like he was holding back a scream. He really looked like a guy with a great will to live.

The bastard’s blood dripped down onto the prison floor.

Then someone said,

“I guess I’ll get lost if I go.”

I glanced around to see who was talking, and it was the pirate, Harmen, who was snickering. He

I was shaking my head slightly as I looked at Gugban’s bleeding state.

“I will never carry that corpse. I will walk through the back alleys of Shiol covered in blood.

“If we tie it, the night watchmen will find out right away. Let’s just leave it and go.”

“I won’t tell you to take it over to me, so shut up.”

“Aren’t you delayed right now because of that load of luggage?”

What the hell is this kid? Jincheol looked at Harmen as he pulled out the nail, and he realized that Harmen was doing something really useless.

He had a look on his face like he was thinking about something, and Haita was standing next to him, wondering what to do.

I didn’t know.

Jincheol was about to say something else when suddenly a large body came rushing in front of him.

He came in and blocked the gap. It was Udim.

“···What is it?”

“I will carry you.”

He said so and handed the bundle of rags to Mr. Parum. He was passing by the window earlier.

It seemed to have been taken from the high school. Mr. Parum took it and healed Gugban’s body.

He started talking quickly like that.

“Why are you carrying me?”

“My back is the best place to carry a load.”

Jincheol just smiled without saying anything, and Mr. Parum fixed the gugbans on his back.

I took care of it.

As I came out of the narrow prison with the torture rack, I saw Harmen with an unpleasant look in his eyes.

Aiman ​​looking at the pirates, Harmen facing him without giving up, and that

I saw Haita’s nervous figure between them. I don’t know what it is, but they are also really

It looked like Lou.

But then Mr. Parm spoke briefly to them.

“At least live your life giving back what you received, Harmen.”

“···”

The guy who had been acting rude to Jincheol quietly shut his mouth and lowered his gaze. Aha, ah.

Even if he lives off of piracy, he treats people who saved his life badly.

This is truly impossible.

Jincheol looked around at his group.

Gugban, who was in a dying state, and Udim carrying him, Mr. Parum, who seemed lost in thought,

The child who was always giving Harmen a displeased look, Harmen turned his gaze away, why?

Seonji, looking gloomy, Haita, and Ferran looking at Gugban, thinking about something

Morel with a fierce expression, and two beggar pirates who are wary of them. Damn, there are so many.

Pray. Is this a prison break or a group trip?

“Let’s go.”

Jincheol said that after a short thought and went ahead, and the group followed him.

Le moved.

And as soon as I left the prison gates, I had to stop.

“···Fuck. This is fucked up.”

Across the hallway, there was a middle-aged man with a hunched appearance, dressed in white.

He appeared. Four temple warriors were standing in a row on either side of him.

Ferran muttered.

“Casian···!”

Is that guy that crazy religious guy? As Jincheol was looking at him, the middle-aged Esai came forward.

I took a few steps forward.

“Even at noon, when the sun is at its brightest, shadows fall. Among the descendants of the noble family,

“Apostate has come out of the West.”

His eyes were not on Jincheol, who was in front, but on Ferran, who was behind him.

To be exact, I was looking at the silver breastplate she was wearing. It wasn’t covering her face.

Should I have covered that armor?

However, when Ferran met that gaze, he stepped forward confidently and took off his mask.

“Guardian Cassian. Do not dare to question me on doctrine. I am now your

Witnesses who know that evidence in this murder case was tampered with and false confessions were created

Because it’s a person.”

“···Who are you to say such things?”

“I am Ferran of Anthera. I am a warrior who has received the sun’s seal and will protect Shiol and the temple.

“The sworn Esai. And the rescue team for Mr. Parm, whom you tried to frame.”

Cassian’s face fell. His eyes looked around the crowded group.

Soon, he found Gugban on Udim’s back. His eyes narrowed.

Meanwhile, Ferran continued speaking.

“The scholar’s ​​servant has already admitted his guilt. I have roughly revealed the background.

Joe. Mr. Parm is not guilty, so it is not right to detain him like this.

“Hey. If you stop us now, I’ll draw my sword for what I believe in.”

He seemed to think about something for a moment after hearing her words, then opened his mouth again.

“A mere non-believer has so many connections. But a non-believer is a non-believer.

And those standing behind him are not pirates of Sandesiya? There is a murderer there.

Even the real culprit of the incident? If you really came to save a bikie, why did you have to take them out too?

“I don’t think I need to go.”

There was a solemn, neutral look on his face. I couldn’t tell if it was true or not.

At least that was his expression. Apparently, he had no choice but to just let this side go.

It had a shape.

“Rescue? You are ultimately a rotten and decayed soul that cannot face even a single ray of sunlight.

They are the owners! Those thieves are the everyday Sandesians and they insult the doctrine of light.

“The Bikaner cannot stand proudly under the sun-”

“for a moment!”

Then another figure from the group stepped forward. He was much smaller than the others.

Silver Key, Aiman. He took off his mask and strode between the two camps.

He went. Is that dog-wielding old man crazy?

“···?”

But Cassian’s expression became strange when he saw Ai’s leisurely face somewhere.

Strict neutrality was broken and absurdity remained. Only the child who stopped exactly in the middle of the two camps

I looked at him silently, and soon Cassian also moved towards him. Standing behind Cassian

The temple warriors there were a little disturbed when they saw him moving around in silence.

What else? Jincheol listened. Soon, whispers were heard between Aiman ​​and Cassian, who were standing nearby.

I heard it. It was a very small voice. An ordinary person would not be able to hear it even if they were standing right next to me.

Not to that extent.

Cassian was the first to speak.

[···What are you doing here?]

[What are you doing? I came to free the prisoner.]

[Are you crazy? Where the hell do you think you are, sneaking in here?]

[Then why? Why did you just let the ‘Royal Lineage of Sandesiya’ be executed in the ‘Temple of Shiol’?

See? It may not be a problem right now, but when the news gets out someday, it will eventually affect the two cities.

This will escalate into a clash. There are already people who want to start a fight between the two.

How much.]

[···There’s a Sandesiya royal lineage? Among those pirates?]

[I won’t tell you which of the three it is. Just let us go.]

Oh my. You two seem to be quite close? Jincheol is a wild dog swordsman and a big city servant.

I felt astonished to see that the religious extremists seemed to be doing okay.

There was even talk of the royal lineage of Daga Sandesiya and such. Jincheol’s eyes were slyly turned to pirates.

I brushed past Lemen and Haitha. Something like a prince and a wizard.

[Even so, how can you break into a temple and try to free a prisoner? I’ve thought about it since ancient times.

But you have two or three lives?]

[If you want to criticize my recklessness, you can do it later. Anyway, since it’s that kind of situation,

[Gold, please step aside.]

[···no.]

Suddenly, the two people who were stuck close to each other were looking at each other with bewildered eyes.

But, Aiman’s expression, which had been relaxed, hardened slightly. He glared at Cassian and continued speaking.

It was.

[Are you saying that the Knights Templar will not keep their promise of mutual benefit now?]

[Whether it’s a promise or a promise, is it possible for me to just let you and your group go now?

Do you believe in Lyra? You and all the guys who are taking it out now are all sinners.

Hey, the sinner who committed pirates on the Sidalia River, the sinner who killed people in Sioux, the sun.

Sinners who invade the temple. I, who sit in the guardian seat, just let such sinners go.

Do you think you can give it to me?]

[Didn’t you hear what I just said? The conflict between Sandesiya and Shiol-]

[The king of Sandesaya has not been there for hundreds of years. The royal lineage still remains.

It’s strange, but that doesn’t mean the pirate can reunite the divided swordsmen of Sandesiya.

It’s hard to believe that you can collect them all.]

[What have you heard so far? I’m not trying to make that pirate king, but the royal line is from Sioux.

Dying is the problem!]

[You can’t just assume that. Just step back and let yourself be arrested. Anyway, your neck is

I will make sure to keep you alive.]

Aiman’s eyes, which had been glaring at Cassian, turned into axe eyes.

“Hey you little punk! If you just let me go, I’ll make a fake statement targeting that biker.

“I was the one who made it! But you’re acting like this?!”

When Cassian heard those words, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Where the hell is this little dog! He sneaked into the temple and took prisoners.

“Do you think breaking out of prison is forgivable?”

“You power-crazed brat! I’ve never liked you!”

Only the child whose eyes had suddenly rolled back immediately grabbed the cane and jumped up to meet Cassian’s gaze.

He dropped a kick to the chest. Cassian let out a groan and jumped backwards.

The sword fell, and the four temple warriors who had been standing far away saw it and immediately began to move.

At the same time, Jincheol and Ferran jumped forward from this side.

In a split second, the hands of the temple warriors released the whips they had wrapped around their waists like belts.

Fourth, their two arms, eight-pronged whips, cut through the air and targeted only the child.

Surprisingly, Aiman ​​kicked Cassian in the chest and the force of the kick sent him flying through the air.

He dodged all the whips aimed at him while doing somersaults. And the moment of that spin,

A flash of light flashed from the tip of his staff and he cut off the end of the whip that flew towards him with a snap.

I did it that far.

The silvery armor of Ferran shines as he digs into the space created by the whip being cut off.

I heard. She held the green sword upside down and pointed the end of the handle at the god who was in front of her.

I put it in the temple of the warrior. The abdomen of the warrior of the temple was sunken and his body

It fell forward.

Before the body of the fallen man touches the ground, Ferran sees his next target in his accelerated vision.

I tried to move to find it.

However, the temple warriors also wore breastplates with red patterns, and were like her.

was moving in time. Their goal was to quickly move from Aiman ​​to Ferran.

moved. The whips moved towards their targets like living snakes, and she raised her sword.

Oh, I had to parry those attacks. The blade met the leather and there was a thump.

It spread like wildfire.

But one sword could not stop all six whips. One of the whips was really

It wiggled as if it were alive, then dug through her chin and aimed for her chin.

For a moment, confusion crossed her eyes.

At that moment, her body was dragged backwards, free from the impact of the whip. Swish-

The crack of the whip that tore her skin rang out, but her face was unharmed. Immediately after, Jincheol

He passed her by. He grabbed her armor and pulled her back.

Jincheol, who stepped forward, was shot like a shell towards the front. The temple warrior who missed Ferran

The whip of the field was aimed straight at Jincheol, but Jincheol’s movements were as if he was being shot.

Every attack hit the air a beat late.

The eyes of the temple warrior who was swinging his whip widened. Even in the time slowed down by the artifact,

Jincheol was seen moving much faster than them. At the same time, his fists were moving.

It was visible. It was because it was flying towards Musa’s face.

Before I could even react, the temple warrior’s nose completely snapped with a loud noise.

The warrior’s head was pushed back as he fell.

Jincheol, who sent one like that, lifted his left leg and hit the stomach of another warrior next to him.

He kicked. His foot was stuck in a part of the body not protected by the breastplate. The impact

The body of the bastard who couldn’t be relieved floated upward.

At that moment, a whip that had followed Jincheol aimed for his face.

Jincheol avoided the blow by turning his head and immediately extended his right hand.

All. The whip that had been tearing the air was wrapped around my hand. I pulled it.

“100 million!”

The temple warrior who was trying to hold on to the other side was dragged away whole. Jincheol’s left fist

I hit the face of the guy flying towards me briefly. He flew towards me with a swoosh sound.

The guy spun around halfway and crashed to the ground.

There were no more standing temple warriors. Jincheol looked around at the fallen men and clapped his hands.

As I was talking, Ferran, Aiman, and the rest of the group all looked at me with bewildered eyes.

was looking at

Jincheol just shrugged his shoulders.

“Heh heh. Your movements are getting more and more-careful!”

An unexpected warning. Jincheol felt movement behind his back and fell down to find Cassian.

I had a gut feeling that this was attacking him, but at the same time, I had an ominous feeling that I couldn’t figure out.

I felt the heat and rather than confront it, I just rolled forward.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow beam of light swept over the spot where he had been standing.

Jincheol, who had rolled forward, straightened up with the same force he had used to roll and checked behind him.

A. There was a red line drawn on the wall of the passage that seemed a little worn. To be exact, it was a light.

The place where the line touched melted and flowed.

Afterwards, Jincheol was amazed when he saw Cassian.

“Whoa, shit! Is that a lightsaber?”

“Hey you!”

Cassian held a yellow heat ray saber in his hand. Just as Jincheol had shouted, it was a pure light.

It wasn’t a sword, but rather a long, thin sword with a glowing ray of heat on the blade.

was close to.

But judging from the fact that the wall part melted along the same path, its power was like a ray of light that Jincheol knew.

It was not much of a disadvantage compared to the sword. The tank fired a light cannon and the priest had a light saber.

Swinging? The future is so damn smart. So it’s destroyed?

Cassian didn’t seem to care what Jincheol thought when he saw the hot-line sword.

He just swung his longsword at Jincheol with a distorted expression.

Jincheol dodged the longsword by leaning back. It was a quick and accurate attack.

Cassian was not wearing any armor artifacts, so Jincheol saw him and avoided him.

There was no problem with that.

On the contrary, the moment Cassian’s blow ended, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his sword-holding hand.

Got caught by .

“···Ugh!”

Cassian’s face, which had seemed angry, became more distorted. This time, it was not anger, but horror.

It was because of the sharp pain, Jincheol’s grip was on the longsword handle and his hand in some kind of compression device.

It was as if it had been crushed just as it was put in.

“Ugh···”

With a cracking sound, Cassian’s hand was shattered, and the longsword in his grasp was torn apart.

There was a sound of something breaking from the handle. Soon, something snapped inside the handle.

There was a sound, and yellow oil flowed out from the crack. The heat of the blade and

Of course the light went out.

Cassian collapsed in pain. In an instant, he knelt before Jincheol.

I was forced to kneel.

At the same time, Jincheol pulled his right hand back as if pulling a bowstring. A rustling sound came from the back of his hand.

The white blade of the sword rose.

“Wait a minute! Put the money in your hand, Jincheol!”

Only the child who saw the blade touch the tip of Cassian’s chin cried out. Jincheol remained silent.

He looked into Cassian’s eyes and said.

“It seems like this guy was planning to kill me. Then he should be prepared to die too.”

“He was excited too! If you’re a swordsman, you’d know! The moment you swing your blade, the stone

“There will come a moment when you cannot overcome it!”

Aiman ​​quickly ran over here and stopped Jincheol. But this guy is not a swordsman.

Hey, you little pup.

“It wasn’t a fight worth risking our lives for. That noble warrior, and you too,

Didn’t you kill those temple warriors? Including the scholar’s servant, the murderer

“The truth is in our hands. We have already won.”

“···”

Jincheol did not answer. That was the reason he did not kill these religious people.

No, it was just because of the azaleas she saw when she entered the place. She was confident in them.

Because I said they were my children, and because I wanted to protect them.

“···Aiman. It seems like you have a lot to explain to me.”

The blade of the sword disappeared into the gauntlet again. Then, he was holding it.

When I let go of his hand, Cassian groaned and let his hand hang limply.

Aiman ​​said with a sigh of relief.

“First, let’s get out of this basement. Let’s talk later. I’ll explain everything.”

“Even if I don’t become a disciple?”

“···Hehe. Still, how about learning some swordsmanship?”

Even Ai laughed at Jincheol’s joke. Jincheol wiped the blood off his hands and turned around.

Stand up.

At that moment, Jincheol saw a look of shock on Aiman’s face that had been released.

And the sound of Cassian rising behind her.

Jincheol had no intention of enduring it twice. In the world of the moment, once again, the sword of the fish sword

I turned around, pulling out the blade.

A face stained with pain, anger and humiliation, and a dagger handle held by an uninjured hand

I could see the figure of the guy pulling out the handle. And this time, a ‘pure’ light was on the end of the handle.

The sword was briefly rising.

The distance was too close. Cassian was almost flying. That beam

If the sword is a miniaturized version of the spider tank’s heat ray cannon, the entire internal organs will be destroyed the moment it is inserted into the body.

It could have burned down.

So Jincheol stretched out his left hand. It was an exchange of one hand and his life.

Instead, you will definitely die. As Jincheol’s sword rose, it cut Cassian’s Adam’s apple.

Aimed at.

A slow world of a moment. In it, Jincheol’s left hand and Cassian’s light dagger finally touch.

The moment.

“···”

Time stopped. And the distortion of space and vision. The light and skin that seemed to touch were distorted.

In that moment, Jincheol is centered around himself and walks through the underground prison corridor.

I felt like the whole thing was moving further away.

And in that distorted space, only a woman with black hair fluttering around is able to see her own self.

It was azalea that maintained its originality.

She said.

[···Don’t kill me.]

I’m going to die. I can’t let you see me twice.

Jincheol couldn’t move or speak, perhaps because time had stopped. But Jin

Dal-lae pointed his light dagger at Cassian as if he could hear Jin-cheol’s words without listening.

The sea stretched out its hand. Then, as if the only thing that stopped was the world outside of her, the blade

The shining yellow light was drawn straight into her hand. It was soon in her hand.

Became a little sun.

[You saved not only the biker kid, but also the kid who was dying in prison. Dumbi

The children didn’t kill anyone either. It was a bit extreme, but… if one of them had died…

If it were me, I wouldn’t have helped you.]

Jindallae approached Jincheol, holding the small sun in her right hand. Then she held it in her left hand.

He pulled something out of thin air. It was a thin, small square. It was some kind of card.

It was the same.

What followed was an amazing, truly magical sight.

A series of long and short lines shot out from the card she was holding. That was

It looked like a piece of tape with a barcode design on it had been pulled out.

A small sun in her right hand also emitted a glowing powder-like substance.

And the light and barcode flew through the air as it was, and Jincheol tried to block the light dagger.

He wrapped his outstretched left wrist around it.

The light and barcode that wrapped around Jincheol’s left arm soon became a barcode on his skin.

He started getting a sheep tattoo. Jincheol was surprised to see it in the stopped time.

I felt a sense of mystery and absurdity at the same time.

Is this science? Time stopped and azaleas suddenly appeared, she

Even the magic that shows. The other world theory that he thought he had completely abandoned is now in his mind.

I barely raised my head from my notebook.

Jindallae spoke with such magic.

[I still don’t fully trust you. I won’t let you go any deeper.

I see. But… Today, it really looks like you came to save your friend…]

Time passed in an instant, and a tattoo that wasn’t even on Jincheol’s left arm appeared.

From the moment the crab tattoo was completed, the surrounding space that had been distant from Jincheol quickly gathered.

It started. I’m taking back my space.

At the same time, Jincheol felt the tattooed area getting hot. It was as if blood was gushing out.

A strong heat that seems to be burning.

Then the azalea came up to his arm.

[···Beware of those who call themselves ’emperors’.]

And she kissed Jincheol’s forearm, the barcode tattoo engraved there.

“···”

Jincheol blinked. Space and time regained their original form. He heard a strange sound.

The azalea that had been there was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Cassian knelt down again with a shocked expression on his face.

I saw this. It was an unpleasant face.

He looked up at Jincheol and spoke in a suppressed voice as if he had a lump of iron on his chest.

Muttered.

“Oh, how, a pagan, can the light of the sun···?”

What the hell are you talking about? Jincheol soon realized that what the guy was looking at wasn’t his face, to be exact, his left.

I noticed that he was looking at his hand, and he felt a warm sensation on his left forearm.

Was losing.

“···”

The tattoo surrounding his left forearm glowed yellow and radiated light and heat.

And it came up his left hand, forming a rough, burning blade.