Solo Swordmaster

#145. Seven Arks.

* * *

When Limon suddenly grabbed the violin.

The members of the Mukryong couldn’t understand it, but they didn’t find it strange or puzzled.

Everyone subconsciously thought that no matter how absurd it seemed, if Limon was doing it, there would be a reason for saying it.

he is a swordsman.

It was because they were sword masters who cut down even their ancestors, who had been enemies for hundreds of years, and even the gods they had to fear.

Gee ying.

“…!”

But after the performance started.

They completely forgot the reverence they had for Limon.

It wasn’t because I was surprised by the beautiful melody that made my whole body goosebumps the moment I heard it.

They are the strongest armed forces of the Black Dragon clan.

Whether you see a world-class beauty.

Eating the supreme delicacy.

Whether you get a treasure like a mountain.

For them, who were trained to control their emotions, any music was just sound.

In fact, they were not moved by the melody that Limon had created by beating the incarnation in time with the playing of the violin and their ensemble.

Nonetheless, at this moment.

There is one reason why the members of Mukryong were so shocked that their heads went blank.

This is because the performance contained an overwhelming sense of weight that would take your breath away just by listening to it.

‘What is this…’

A beautiful melody?

A skill that is hard to imitate?

That was nothing compared to the history behind the performance.

If there is color in sound, it is a multi-colored art museum that collects all the colors in the world.

Memories of hundreds of colors, memories of thousands of colors, and emotions of tens of thousands of colors were permeated with a flood of colors.

Gee ying.

There was a pity that could not be saved.

There was a longing that could not be met.

There was the bitterness of being betrayed.

There were regrets of the loss.

There was a passing lament.

The perpetrator repeats the endless flow of emotions that are so deep and heavy that it is difficult to experience one in his entire life like a wave.

Among them, loneliness is the most obvious emotion.

The emptiness of the lofty absolute who has lived an eternal life alone forcibly opens the door of emotion.

shiver.

The members of the Mukryong tried to deny it.

this is not real

The sensibility stimulated by the too deep emotions that permeate the melody only mistakes it as one’s own.

However, despite all their efforts, they ended up in tears.

It wasn’t just the Mukryong crew members.

Yun Na-gyeong, Noh Kang-ho, Yo-in Yo-in, and even Lee Chun-ki, who were familiar with Limon’s playing, were the same.

A flood of memories that hurts as if your heart is ripping apart, feels stuffy as if you are suffocating, rises as if something is about to burst, and makes everything futile.

An immortal sword master who has lived a life more turbulent than anyone else in history.

The thousand years that Limon Aspelder had accumulated became a melody and swallowed them up.

Only two people survived it.

‘This is really… it’s too much.’

It’s like you want to rip your heart out.

Li Qingyu holds her chest with one hand and makes a sad face, but she never sheds a tear.

And it was Eugene, who was smiling so painfully watching Limon as if he didn’t want to miss a single moment.

‘…a partner cheater.’

Unlike the others who were only buried in that distant sensibility, she was also concentrating on Limon’s melody.

that’s why i knew

Limon’s performance, which he believed had reached the limit of his technique, was not real.

Hundreds of years that Limon has built up.

Compared to this crazy melody that captures it intact without any addition or subtraction, the performances so far have been mere amusement.

‘They say they don’t know the soul, so it’s overflowing.’

The fantastic melody explodes emotions and the overflowing tone makes the song permeate into the mind like poison.

It is a performance that can only be performed by Limon, who has lived a long time as a swords master with superhuman physical abilities.

So beautiful.

so ecstatic

The melodies that I have never even imagined make me feel as if I will not have any regrets even if I die just by listening to them.

‘It’s really cruel.’

But that’s why at this moment.

The misery of Eugene, who had no choice but to listen to that beautiful soul, was even more desperate.

If only I could sing now

If only I could do that once.

She could even give her soul.

No matter how many times he dies and is reborn, there will never be another chance to sing along to a performance like this.

But Eugene couldn’t do that.

Because he had already sold his soul a long time ago.

Knock.

Even though he was so upset about that fact, the sad Eugene shed a tear.

Even if I had been tortured and died in the most horrible way, I would have just died laughing.

Limon’s playing brought regret to her heart for the first time, when she thought she had no regrets.

I shouldn’t have signed a contract then.

No matter how desperate he was, he should have chosen a constellation more carefully or found another way to regain his voice.

But it was impossible.

Players are, after all, chosen beings.

Because he was a player of the stars who had no freedom to choose his own constellation.

Even though he knew that fact better than anyone else, Eugene’s despair was so deep that he couldn’t bear such regret.

‘I didn’t want to know that my life was wrong after all.’

I lived only for the sake of singing.

The reality of not being able to sing at the moment of greatest need denies her entire life.

When Eugene shed another tear at the melody that he couldn’t ignore even though he was struggling with grief as if his heart had already disappeared.

change has begun

Giing.

Limon playing the violin.

The moment he wanted his body to shine softly, a stream of light was created centering on Limon.

Like a lake where the Milky Way gathers.

Or like a furnace that melts stars.

The starlight flowed from Limon’s body, followed the melody, hovered in the air, and was absorbed again through the violin.

Seeing the flow of brilliance that became clearer as the cycle continued, Eugene finally realized that the time had come.

Just as a big fire swallows a small wind.

The remnants of the feeble power that he had filled the void in his heart so far turned into powder of light and flowed out as if responding to the arrogant flow.

‘iced coffee.’

Is it regret that it leaks out?

Or is it regret?

Even though it was the result that I had already expected, it took a while to inadvertently let out a lament.

Eugene finally closed his eyes.

To hold this melody even a little longer.

how much time has passed like that

The moment when the violin finally ends and all the starlight completes its cycle except for the very last piece of light, which is no more than the size of a fingernail.

What came out was a low voice.

“I think this is enough for your request, how about it?”

That was enough.

It’s so enough that it’s embarrassing.

But even after hearing this kind of performance, I wasn’t brazen enough to vomit resentment.

And most of all, because I knew that I didn’t have much time left.

she asked.

[Do you have anything precious to your partner?]

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

[This is an important story. Is there one thing you absolutely want to protect?]

“…not without it.”

Perhaps it was because Eugene was squeezing out his last life.

She sent a thin flame to Limon, who answered the sudden question.

[Then find it.]

“What are you looking for?”

[Seven Arcs.]

“Arc? You mean the ark?”

[huh. The seven arks where the secrets of the stars are hidden.]

Originally, the liberation brigade’s top secret that was not even allowed to be mentioned, let alone leaked.

Now that even the power of the Constellation has been lost and it is dying, Eugene quietly revealed that it was possible to bypass the ban and mention it.

[Don’t lose it to ‘us’ by any means. Gather, protect, and wake up.]

As her consciousness faded along with the last life, Eugene only turned her eyes.

[Like that.] An

instrument that allowed Velos to forcefully accept the power of the constellation and completely digested the star fragments dwelling in Limon’s body.

An item that is closely related to the power of the Constellations as well as to the source.

The liberation brigade’s top priority.

One of the seven hidden arks.

Eugene whispered as he took a last look at Limon holding the deep-black violin.

[It’s hard work, but…]

With pure expectations and support.

Squeeze the last life force.

[If it’s a partner, you can do it.]

With a smile like that.

Eugene lowered his head.

It was shortly thereafter that the last gleam of starlight that had been lingering in her heart flowed quietly and permeated the violin and Limon.

A berserker who has committed countless crimes as the specter of the Liberation Brigade.

However, it was the end of a foolish sinner who did not give up being his partner’s friend until the last moment.

* * *

I’m in trouble.

he thought sincerely.

What’s the problem?

To be honest, it was rather hard to find anything that wasn’t a problem.

Due to the property of being able to overwhelm the godhead, even temporarily, the ‘giant’, which had the highest fighting ability among all the constellations, disappeared.

Likewise, there was no trace of the ‘giant tree’, which was unrivaled in its vitality as it could stretch out countless roots.

He even lost three bowls, far from obtaining the ‘ark’, which was his goal.

Considering that vessels capable of holding them now are extremely rare, it was a truly colossal loss.

And it was clear what the culprit was that made this happen.

Limon Aspelder.

Humanity’s last sword master.

The only human who can cut a Constellation that should have been immortal by nature.

Limon was a nuisance that had to be dealt with in the sense that if he hadn’t intervened, the situation wouldn’t have gotten so twisted.

But at this very moment.

The trouble he was feeling right now had nothing to do with Limon.

where you are

What is this deep darkness?

what to do to get out of it

Because the fact that he could not know at all was the biggest difficulty and problem he was facing right now.

Originally impossible.

However, it was not easy for him to find his way in this darkness now that he was fighting a fierce battle and was overdoing it in many ways.

It was all the more so because he was suppressing his power so as not to be discovered.

But that too has its limits.

He felt nervous when his existence began to crumble beyond the limits of the holy period because he had wasted a lot of time without even the bowl.

In the end, the moment when he couldn’t stand the nervousness and tried to break through the darkness by force.

“Isn’t it too ugly to use a contractor and a colleague as bait and stay away because you think you’re at a disadvantage?”

he froze

a sudden voice.

At the same time, the sight of a white-haired man walking out of the darkness shocked him.

“Originally, the more you flaunt that you are making laws, the more you do dirty things through your back hole… You picked the wrong opponent.”

Limon lightly raised his sword.

And the one who skillfully used 『The Sacrificial Ritual』 and 『Incarnation of Wrath』 to fill his bowl with other Constellations and run away alone.

Looking at the code book floating in the air, he smiled coldly.

“The judge of the strict law.”

It seems that he came out of shock only belatedly.

The law code hurriedly blew countless pages, blocking Limon and trying to escape to the other side.

It was futile.

Limon was already taking a step before he could even move the Holy Spirit Device that contained him.

“Don’t be afraid to remember it as a gift to the underworld.”

A step through the darkness.

A step past the page.

Step forward, swinging the sword towards the code.

After cutting off the law code floating in the air in just three steps.

Limon quietly finished his words as he put his sword back in its scabbard amidst the fragments of starlight that burst out like an explosion.

“A dog or cow can break the law, but no one can escape from the sword master.”