Surviving the Romance Fantasy - Surviving the Romance Fantasy chapter 97

When I think about my age, I can’t help but feel scared. Nevertheless, Bicheon gritted his teeth, held on to the reins, and drove the horse.

As I glared at the pursuer with my sword drawn, the entire figure of the guy began to come into view.

“…what?”

Meanwhile, something strange caught my eye.

Ilgwi basis weight.

This monster is a special character created by a reverse demon based on the most powerful appearance of Deputy General Jeong Seong-tae in the past.

His back is full of arrows.

This is probably because it symbolizes the moment when General Lee died, that is, the moment when the spirit of Yeokdeungi captured his soul.

‘…’

However, it was strange.

I heard that Deputy General Jeong Seong-tae died while fighting against demons to capture a superior demon.

That was the truth that Princess Ahyeon personally scanned the future and relayed it to me. Isn’t this what she heard with her own two ears?

However, the arrows stuffed into the deputy general’s back… looked very unnatural.

──Because ghosts don’t shoot things like bows.

If he was truly killed by a ghost, it would be strange to see his back full of arrows like that.

‘….what? Did Princess Ahyeon lie to me…? There’s absolutely no reason for that…? If not…’

Even after monologuing like that for a while, I had to endure a sword attack from Ilgwi that had almost closed the distance.

– Kaang!

“Tsk!”

There was no time for useless thoughts.

– Woe!

– Crack! Crash!

Blackwoldae, running between the trees and chasing after them, joined them. All kinds of memorization flew in from the darkness, but Ilgwi swatted them all away with a quick movement.

When I saw that, I took a deep breath and tightened my grip on my sword.

Whatever it is, cutting him down is an urgent priority.

– Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

– Crack! Crack!

After running in the rain for a while, I started to see the entrance to the active room in the distance.

This is the territory that I was managing as a fiefdom, and it was the territory that Deputy General Jeong Seong-tae personally set aside and bestowed upon me.

It’s a pity, but…

This is the grave of Ilgwi Pyeongyang.

Subdue Ilgwi (6)

The wind blew, and my hands were shaking.

When he saw the sight of the Sangdeunggwi that had swallowed up the Anhyang region and covered the sky, Deputy General Jeong Seong-tae felt fear.

I was gripped by the fear that I might die if I went out like this.

However, he was a general who led tens of thousands of armies.

Although I lived as a military officer at Cheongdo Palace for decades, this was my first time leading such a large army.

Therefore, you should not show fear.

You must hold your breath, draw your sword, and shout louder than anyone else.

On the battlefield, you must always be at the forefront, and you must always retreat to the last. That is the duty of a person who leads an army and how to make soldiers follow him.

Even in the face of a high-ranking demon who was rampaging as if he were going to devour the world, he drank alcohol and smiled arrogantly.

He was not afraid of death and walked in front of the soldiers, showing the courage to kill a superior demon.

If anyone was trembling with fear, he patted them on the back.

If anyone wanted to run away, they beat them up.

I poured alcohol to a soldier who was crying because he missed his family and drank it together in front of him.

And… when I went to sleep in the tent at night, I trembled with fear.

I felt endless fear that this could be my grave.

Even though I knew that a soldier’s life is to live on the border between life and death, I could never shake off the fear of death that came at night.

Because he was a person.

*

– ‘The alcohol tastes good. Would you like to have a drink?’

The first time Seong Sa-wook met General Jeong Jeong-tae was when he was serving as the military commander of the Red Palace.

Seong Sa-wook himself was not a person who could be called an exemplary military officer, but he lived his life trying to fulfill his duty due to his important position.

From his point of view, the emotional state of always drinking alcohol in the backyard of the training site or in his room could not be seen as nice.

There was no point in always chasing him around, reprimanding him, punishing him, and getting angry at him.

Are we living as we were born? If this is going to be the case, why did he become a military attaché?

Even though I argued with him and told him the right things, he was always trudging around and drinking and neglecting his training.

– ‘Khahahaha! Solidified poison is also worth eating! ‘Isn’t it still okay to eat it 15 times?!’

A crazy person who drank poison three times even though his mother tried to stop him.

He was a weirdo who told nonsense, such as saying that if he dies here, his path as a man will only end here. It seemed as if the solidifying poison, which is said to distinguish those who have been blessed by heaven, was like a drink.

Nevertheless, the reason I had no choice but to acknowledge him was because he was a person who did what he wanted to do.

At critical moments when he must fulfill his duties as a military officer, he is a person who draws his sword more actively than anyone else.

He rose to prominence early as a deputy general, in the aftermath of Geomzon Seol Imun’s disastrous treason in which he cut down more than half of the general-level officials. Someone had to take responsibility for the empty general’s position.

After experiencing the huge treason incident that shocked all the dignitaries in the palace, he became even more dignified-like in his eyes.

Even though he rose to the high position of deputy general, he still could not give up his eccentric temperament… but in any case, he was beginning to acquire the qualities of a general.

– ‘I heard that it is a soldier’s duty to serve the country no matter what.’

– ‘Even in situations where my life is at risk and the sword of death is right in front of me, I will protect this country of Cheongdo until the end.’

– ‘It is my ambition to live as a soldier.’

On the day Jeong Jeong-tae became deputy general, the person who gave him the treasured sword was General Seong Sa-wook.

The sight of him kneeling on the tomb grounds, receiving a glass of wine, and talking with a holy expression was truly a model of a warrior.

Of course, in private settings, he was always talking dirty and drinking alcohol…

There was no denying the fact that it was a great blessing to have such a person at Cheongdo Palace.

With one sword, I laid down dozens of enemy soldiers and cut down hundreds of ghosts…

A person who protects the emperor and high officials above, and produces numerous successor military officers below.

Among the high-ranking military officers at Cheongdo Palace, how many were there who did not pass through his influence?

An Seok-jang Hwayil-yong, Cheon Geo-gwan Tae Seong-cheon, Musajang Mirae, Indeok-rang Chu Gyeong-eok, and Hyeongwol-jang Seol Taepyeong…

He was a military officer who could be said to be a treasure of the Cheongdo Palace, as he accepted anyone who had the ability to become the sword of the Cheongdo State, regardless of origin or inclination, and supported him forever.

He is someone who has lived his life unwaveringly and firmly performing his duties.

– Shoot!

– Clap! Crash!

“It looks like Hyeongwoljang succeeded in leading that monster out of Cheongdo Palace! “He probably went towards the active room!”

Despite being seriously injured, losing an arm, General Seong Sa-wook was riding a horse through the rain.

Even though it was a fatal wound that would not have been surprising if the culprit had been lying down for days, even months… He gritted his teeth and ran towards the active room.

The words of Baekdosa Ancheon, who followed him, flew into my ears and stuck in my ears.

“Even if it was a technique that wouldn’t kill you inside the Cheongdo Palace, it would have been neutralized if it had gone that far! ”

“resentment…? “A grudge…?”

Seong Sa-wook clicked his tongue as he held the horse’s reins with one arm.

“This guy… There’s no way he could have anything like a grudge against this Qingdao Palace… He’s not that type of person… It’s probably not a grudge… It’s probably closer to a sense of duty…”

When I saw Seong Sa-wook running away while gritting his teeth, I didn’t feel any doubt.

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– Crack! Crack! Crack!

– Woe!

He gave instructions with a hand gesture to the group of Black Moon Team who were keeping Ilgwi in check by memorizing words. It meant retreat now.

It was far enough away from Cheongdo Palace.

There may still be some influence from the magic, but at least he will have escaped the state of immortality. Still, I had to wait a little longer to be sure.

– Quang!

At that time, Ilgwi finally arrived within a stone’s throw and cut off the entire carriage wheel.

– Kwak-ga-ga-ga-gak! Kaang!

The wagon lost its balance in an instant and fell on the dirt ground, and all the horses fell due to the impact.

Bicheon, who was sitting in the driver’s seat and driving the carriage, was also thrown off and rolled on the floor.

“Ugh!”

“Are you okay?”

“yes! “There is no discomfort in moving around!”

We woke up covered in mud and dusted ourselves off.

And then, I saw a figure approaching with great strides, leading its huge body.

Bicheon’s eyes were trembling. It would be too great a fear for an apprentice warrior of this age.

“You go in too, Bicheon. “It will be safe if you go towards the active government office.”

“Master Seol… will you be okay…?”

“It’s okay to come this far.”

Behind me, I could see the central street of the almost fully built active rooms.

Although it hasn’t been fully completed yet, it looks like it will be a decent street if people fill it up right away.

I don’t want to cause too much damage as it is a place with all the infrastructure, but it can’t be helped.

“This way!”

Wang Han came out through the rain and shouted from inside the central street.

Wang Han arrived first, looked inside the active room, and looked at the most advantageous location. Perhaps Manager Hasihwa would have been of great help.

I nodded, sent Bicheon away, and drew my sword.

The purpose of that ilgwi is me.

If I retreat, as I retreat, they will come closer and closer to kill me.

– Shoot ahhh

I met Ilgwi in the rain.

The guy was watching my movements with his sword raised.

Yes… Ilgwi’s movements became infinitely cautious.

At Cheongdo Palace, I was a ghost who attacked my body no matter what happened and struck it down at random…

Eventually, when I reached the active room, I was straining my nerves to defend against my attack if necessary.

I have completely escaped the state of never dying no matter how many cuts I get.

As a swordsman, I am finally in a situation where I have to face myself.

“Whoa….”

I took a deep breath under the cold air.

The cold air flowing from the drawn Hancheol Heavy Sword spreads across the floor.

“Now we can finally meet swords properly.”

Just like that, I kicked the floor and launched myself.

– Hwiik

– Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

Every time a sum is passed, the sound resonates throughout the area.

Birds sheltering from the rain under the leaves take flight, clapping, and the shaking leaves spit out all the water they have been holding.

– Kaang!

I crawl into the guy’s arms, kick off his knees, jump up, and throw my sword at his neck.

However, the guy quickly catches the sword with his handle.

He grabbed my arm as if he was going to rip it off, but I escaped his grasp by tearing off my sleeve.

– Kaang! Kaang!

If the fight at Cheongdo Palace was a brawl where each side tried to cut each other to death…

The fight in this active room was a proper sword fight where not even a single blow was allowed.

This is what a fight between those holding true swords is like.

A person’s fight involves losing one’s life in vain just by getting one’s head cut off with the tip of a sword.

Finally, this monster was forced to fight a human fight.

– Woe!

However, no matter how human the battlefield is, it is a monster that has gone far beyond the human realm.

The guy pulled his sword down from his waist, then stamped his foot once and performed a horizontal cut with all his might.

The movement is large and easy to detect in advance. It makes no sense that a swordsman who has reached his peak would not be able to avoid a sword strike of that speed.

Despite this, he does his best and puts all his strength into this single sword strike.

– Woe!

I didn’t even think that I would get hit by a sword in the first place.

However, the aftermath of the huge sword being swung cuts down all the trees in the area.

A gust of wind follows. Was it a shock from the sword pressure, or a sudden typhoon?

A gust of wind so strong that it cannot be distinguished covers the area.

– Puhi hing!

Even the horses that were lost and the entire carriage flew away. A nearby tree was uprooted, and my feet, which had been firmly planted on the ground, were now floating in the air.

Yes. He knows.

No matter how advanced a person is, he cannot avoid a sword in the air.

He kicked the ground and swung his sword in front of my body, which was caught in a gust of wind.

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It cannot be avoided or shed.

– Kaang

I was able to hold my sword and take his blow, but I had no choice but to be thrown to the ground.

– Boom!

“Tsk!”

At the entrance to the main street of the active room, dust rose as it was placed under a large sign.

Before my vision could return, the next blow came to decapitate me.

– Kang!

Although his vision was almost obscured, he was able to strike the sword just by feeling it.

However, that didn’t mean the shock went away. There was a ringing feeling throughout my arm.

That limitless physical strength and strength that far exceeds that of a human being are not the effects of magic.

Pure strength, stamina, and technique. That is entirely the power of that ghost.

I jumped backwards, kicking the mud as hard as I could, trying to put as much distance between me and him.

However, the guy realizes that he has a physical advantage and continues to dig in.

I know that I am not a great person who can be hit by a sword swung from afar.

I realize with my senses that in order to inflict even a single blow on me, I have no choice but to constantly pressure and pressure and find gaps in my five senses.

There are hardly any gaps visible.

The reason I was able to cut off the guy’s head endlessly inside Cheongdo Palace was because he didn’t care. No, because there was no need to worry.

If you get cut, you die.

After he clearly realized that fact, he used an appropriate combination of defensive posture and deception to confuse me.

A swordsman before he was a monster.

A human before being a ghost.