Solo Swordmaster

#138. Are you the only crazy bitch?

“Swordsmith? Why?”

Limon didn’t answer his question.

I just stared at the back of a blonde woman wearing a bear skin fighting Lee Chun-gi.

It is a common occurrence in life to see someone who resembles you and mistake them for acquaintances.

But Limon was an exception.

He is the Sword Master.

It was impossible for him to mistake an acquaintance for a person who could read and distinguish even the muscles and bones of a person with a sense that transcends human limitations.

It was for this reason that Limon took a careless step.

rattle.

“Tsk.”

The moment when I felt like I was stopped before I could even take a single step due to the restrictions of [bipedal walking].

Limon lightly swung his sword.

It was a meaningless gesture that just lightly drew a blank space with nothing on the outside.

That’s why those who looked at Limon with a puzzled expression, however, widened their eyes when they saw what had happened after the sword was swung.

jerk jerk.

“…!”

Step your left foot and move your right foot.

And repeat slowly.

It’s a simple step.

It was an act that would not have attracted any attention because it could be seen from the outside.

But at least now, in the Leviathan Hotel, it was a sight that no one could imitate, so it was an astonishing sight.

“Nonsense! My “rule of law” is still maintained, so how…?!”

What surprised me the most was Bellos.

There are disadvantages that even the person involved cannot escape from the restrictions, but that is why the effect of 『The Rule of Law』 is so absolute.

But even the infinite lords were ignoring the things that bound them and moving.

It was something I couldn’t even believe.

Ignoring all the suspicions and astonished gazes, Limon approached Lee Chun-gi and Yu-jin, who were still fighting for a long time.

“Stop for a moment.”

Hearing Limon’s voice, Lee Chun-gi hesitated.

Of course, that’s only for a moment.

Eugene, of course, ignored the unfamiliar voice, and Lee Chun-gi had no choice but to move again to stop the hammer from swinging.

“Stop these things.”

“…!”

“…!”

But the moment Limon opened his mouth again.

This time, not only Lee Chun-gi but also Yu-jin took a step back, startled.

It was because the voice that sent chills down her spine the moment she heard it, unlike a moment ago, had sounded an alarm bell to her instincts.

“I don’t even want to ask because it’s so absurd… but let’s ask in case there is a misunderstanding.”

Limon, who stopped the fight with just a single life, slowly turned his head.

And he quietly asked Eugene, who was looking at him with a mixture of alertness and curiosity.

“What are you doing here?”

“me? Are you fighting?”

“I didn’t ask in that sense.”

“Then what does it mean?”

You don’t seem to understand the intent of the question.

Watching Eugene tilt his head, Limon frowned.

“You don’t know who I am?”

“Who are you?”

“…Yes, I guess you don’t recognize this figure.”

Confused Eugene.

Should I be relieved of it?

Or should I lament?

Limon simply blanked both of them out of his head, a question he could not find an answer to himself.

It was obvious that Eugene didn’t know who he was unless he was an acting genius who could debut as a Hollywood actress right away.

So instead of questioning Eugene further, Limon raised a hand and ran it through his hair.

“How is it, will you recognize it?”

“huh?”

For a while, he put on a puzzled expression at the words he didn’t know the meaning of.

Yujin widened her eyes.

The moment Limon brushed his hair.

It was because his hair, which was originally pure white, began to turn black as if it were stained with ink.

The change did not end there.

The sharpness of the sharp eyes is reduced.

A look of arrogance lingered on his cold face.

The strangely sullen and unworldly atmosphere turns into an arrogant and pessimistic one.

when all those changes are over.

There was no longer a white-haired swordsman who was threatening to slash and kill anyone there.

There was only a black-haired nobleman with a cheeky yet noble appearance.

And looking at that familiar face that he couldn’t recognize without knowing it, Yujin opened his mouth with a dumbfounded face without knowing himself.

“…partner? What is your partner doing here?”

“That’s what I asked first.”

“Am I here to work?”

“It’s a job.”

How absurd was that?

Limon turned his head after hearing Eugene’s straightforward answer.

Then, looking back at the horribly destroyed lobby and the injured including Youin, it is surprising that it has not collapsed yet.

“You mean going wild and killing people?”

“Yeah, that’s my mission this time.”

“The last mission was to kill people at Black Dragon Construction?”

“how did you know?”

Eugene widens his eyes.

There is only light surprise and curiosity as if he had revealed his secret part-time job to his friend.

Limon let out a short sigh as he gazed at Eugene, who showed no reluctance or hesitation toward that fact.

“…My life is worse than that of a bastard lying around at home. Anyway, if I’m a little careless, it’s like this.”

“What about your partner? Are you sick?”

“My body is fine, but my headache hurts.”

“Does your back hurt? why?”

It must have seemed strange to see Limon muttering to himself as if lamenting.

Eugene asked with a worried face.

Seeing her, the members of Mukryong, including Youin, were shocked as if their souls were running away for a moment.

It’s because it’s so amazing that a madman who just a little while ago would roll his eyes and run amok was being friendly to someone like that.

‘That abomination…!’

‘There’s no such thing as a brazen skin!’

‘Don’t be fooled, swordsman!’

how stupid it was

Mukryongdae trembles at the fact that Yujin is having a friendly conversation with Limon.

Fortunately, Limon dismissed Eugene’s concerns with a cold voice.

“Because it looks like some crazy bitch broke into my wife’s house and tried to kill everyone.”

“crazy! What kind of crazy bitch did that? Let me know and I’ll punish you instead!”

Limon said quietly to Eugene, who was resentful as if his house had been burglarized.

“It is you.”

“Yes, I will punish you!”

“No, that crazy bitch is you.”

“…WHAT?”

Maybe it’s because I heard something so unexpected.

Even wearing a bearskin isn’t enough, so Eugene stupidly blinks as if he’s become a real bear.

“Remember the story of my fiancée?”

“A rich fiancee?”

“Yes, that fiancee is the Black Dragon Princess of the Seven Dragons. So, the Black Dragon Clan is my wife’s family, and its affiliates are my in-laws’ family.”

“…uh?”

“In short, it means you fucked me. That too is a very big and bitter candy.”

Did you understand the situation then?

Take a moment to roll your eyes again.

Eugene eventually scratched his head and apologized.

“hmm. Sorry? It was unintentional.”

the moment I heard that.

Mukryongdae embraced life.

If Youin hadn’t raised a hand to stop them, it wouldn’t have ended with just living.

But Limon wasn’t outraged by the half-hearted apology.

It’s like he just knew it would be.

I just quietly opened my mouth.

“It’s an apology that wasn’t even in my heart.”

“Are you serious about feeling sorry for your partner?”

“So, you have no intention of stopping or surrendering now.”

“Yeah, that’s difficult. Because this is my job.”

Whatever relationship Limon had with the Black Dragon clan.

As long as it is an indication of ‘above’.

that he can’t stop

Watching Eugene speak naturally, Limon narrowed his eyes.

“because?”

“huh? what?”

“I was asking why you follow the orders of scumbags like the Liberation Brigade.”

I knew from the beginning that Eugene was a fairly high-level player.

It was obvious from the fact that he used a heavy guitar that ordinary people couldn’t even lift, and his tireless stamina.

But Limon never thought of her as a criminal, let alone a specter of the Liberation Brigade.

It’s not because I believe in its goodness.

Because I know that character.

“You must be someone who has nothing to do with anything other than singing, right?”

A musical brain who devoted his life to singing.

A free spirit who doesn’t sell songs for money, even if he’s starving to death, but works part-time at a cafe if he likes it.

To put it mildly, he’s passionate, and to put it bluntly, he’s an idiot who won’t care at all about things that have nothing to do with music.

It was a woman named Eugene.

Why did she become the specter of the Liberation Brigade?

Eugene smiled and replied to Limon, who asked with eyes as if he were looking at an incorrectly solved puzzle rather than a question.

“Yeah, but it matters.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t say that. personal matter.”

“…I see.”

Limon shook his head.

I still couldn’t figure out how Eugene got entangled in the Liberation Brigade.

But I could tell because he was a friend by name.

No matter what he says, Eugene will never stop and will carry out his mission even at the risk of his life.

So Limon gave up further conversation.

Instead, he just flicked his sword.

“Come on, then.”

“Come on? my partner? why?”

“Because if you want to carry out your mission, you’ll have to make a life-or-death decision with me.”

It seems that there was no such idea.

Eugene widened his eyes.

“uh? Is that so?”

“okay.”

“Isn’t that difficult? If you kill your partner, you won’t be able to perform together anymore, right?”

“You’re not going to give up your mission, are you? I also have no intention of letting you go any further, so one of you will have to die here.”

“Mmmm.”

Looking at Limon, who spoke calmly as if he had no other options, he wrapped his head and groaned for a moment.

Eugene raised his head.

“Oh, then how about this?”

Sounds like a really good idea.

Smile cheerfully as always.

“Partner, I’ll just blow off your legs.”

He said that it wouldn’t matter if his legs were gone, since he only needed his hands, arms, and head to play anyway.

Saying it confidently, Eugene winked lightly.

“Then it’s good that my partner didn’t die, and I’m good because I’m carrying out my mission. WIN—Win, right?”

Without pretensions, lies, or disguises.

Looking at Eugene, who spoke with pure goodwill as just a friend and partner, Limon did not waver at all.

Something about Eugene was broken.

I knew from the beginning.

I just didn’t care because he was just a friend and partner and I thought he was just crazy about music.

But now Eugene was an enemy before he was a friend. He was a murderer mad not only with music but with blood and slaughter.

“I would like to try it if I can.”

And since I’ve come to know that.

Limon’s job was decided.

“If you don’t die by my sword before then.”

For over hundreds of years, once he became an enemy, he slashed down without hesitation whether it was a friend or a disciple.

That’s why, even though 12 of the 13 sword masters died, he was the last sword master of mankind who was able to survive until the end.

Limon Aspelder pointed his sword at his friend like that.

To begin a relentless struggle that will not end until one of them dies.