Solo Swordmaster

#342. You saw

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Beep beep beep beep!

“Training group 4 is slow. Run harder.”

Beep!

“Training Group 4. can’t you hear that? Give me more strength!”

Beep!

“Training Team 4! Wake up right now! I think the mother bird in training group 4 laid eggs to see such a pitiable figure!”

“Training Team 4!!!”

I’m dying.

no i want to die

Or I’m going to die, etc…

There were many things Yuna-kyung wanted to say about this situation.

If you write it, you can make more than a thousand papers with 200 words manuscript paper.

However, if I had to summarize it, I could condense it into just 10 characters.

‘Let’s find the turkey and run away!’

Limon will take care of it?

That kind of hope was no longer anywhere in Yuna-kyung’s pea-sized brain.

It was because he knew that if he hadn’t passed Hasneti’s screening on the first day of training, he would have been grilled whole.

You don’t know what will happen if you fall out of training.

So Yuna-kyung desperately clung to the search for the seven-colored birds.

Since he could use space movement, he could always run away if he was in a hurry, but it was obvious that Limon would not leave this place until he found the turkey bird.

The problem is twofold.

One is that the training is so intense that once you get it, you don’t have the energy to go around because you’ve become green onion.

Another was that there was no result even if he dragged his body around and wandered around.

‘Oh Mr. Where the hell is this bastard’s bird head!’

Yuna-kyung made a pained sound.

At the beginning of my training, I thought finding the turkey bird would be easy until it was released from its cramped private cage.

No matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find anything like a five-color bird, let alone a seven-color bird.

As Yuna-kyung, I couldn’t help but be nervous.

‘Couldn’t it have already been burned?’

The biggest anxiety factor was that the turkey bird might really exist.

Considering Hasneti’s personality, it wouldn’t be strange if he was a seven-color bird and Nabal and had already been burned.

Especially since it was Branga, the summoning lord, who gave the bird as a gift.

‘What should I do?’

Will you be able to find the turkey?

What to do if you can’t find it

It was in the midst of the double pain of muscle pain and headache that Yuna-kyung was moaning.

Kkeek!

‘…What kind of chicken-killing sound is this?’

Hearing a sudden scream, look around for a while.

Yuna-kyung moved in the direction where the sound came from.

And he raised his eyes.

‘Isn’t it number 123?’

Three very familiar birds.

It was because, besides Yuna-kyung herself, she saw the members of training group 1 2 3 who passed the screening pecking at a strange bird.

It wasn’t particularly strange.

No matter how wide it is, various birds are gathered in a limited space called a cage.

Occasionally, territorial disputes would break out.

Since they were trained by Nadia anyway, there was no reason to worry about them, as they never ate each other.

Nevertheless, the reason Yuna-kyung raised her eyes was because no matter how you looked at it, it could only be seen as one-sided bullying.

Beep!

In the end, Yuna-kyung called the training team.

Is it because of the sharp sound?

The three training team looked back at Yuna-gyeong with a reflexive alert.

However, after confirming that the owner of the sound was Yu Na-gyeong, the three training teams quickly let go of their guard.

Instead, what appeared on the faces of the birds was a blatant sneer.

‘…what a mess?’

Yuna Kyung narrowed her eyes.

He knew at a glance that the three training groups were looking down on him.

Well, it was worth it.

Her grades are the worst among the training team.

This is because, although he scored the highest in the part of using his brain, he got a failing grade in all areas of using his body instead.

It was inevitable for Yuna-gyeong, who was still a 0-year-old baby bird.

Beep beep beep! Beep!

But in this wild world, being looked down upon is doomed.

With her chest wide open, Yuna-kyung raised her voice and threatened the training team.

…although it was sad that, let alone a threat, all I could hear was the screams of a baby bird in its nest before being eaten by a snake.

Wouldn’t that be a threat though?

The three training teams blinked their eyes and approached Yuna-kyung.

As if he was going to properly educate this baby bird about who is above and who is below.

Fuck!

but right after that.

The three training groups were perplexed.

The moment you want Yuna-kyung to suddenly disappear.

It was because the kick that flew from the back of the head gave the stars a twinkling impact and knocked his head to the floor.

The power contained in the kick was so small that it did not hurt, but it was enough to cause confusion.

The trouble is, that was only the beginning.

Furbuck! Pop. puck! prickly.

If you feel like being beaten by a small wing, your claws will scratch your feathers.

Even if you try to counterattack, by then the blue baby bird is gone and instead you feel the pain of hitting the top of the head with your beak.

It took a long time to be beaten like that.

In the end, the three training team ran away in a hurry with a messy look.

‘line! Where are the little things messing around!’

Yuna-kyung was elated.

No matter how well-bred and ferocious a bird of prey is, in the end it is a bird.

As a PAB agent from her previous life, there was no way she could be an opponent for Yuna-kyung, who was good at fighting using space movement.

Of course, it would be embarrassing to be proud of it after kicking out only a few birds, but Yuna-kyung didn’t mind.

Originally, the second round of life is a law to be shameless.

Anyway, after sorting out the situation, Yuna-kyung approached the bird that was being pecked by the training crew and talked to her.

[Are you okay, senior?]

Maybe it’s because of the hardships from the training team.

Or maybe it’s because I’m too old.

The skinny old bird with unattractive gray feathers responded helplessly to Yuna-kyung’s chirping.

Kuck Kuck.

[uh? Do you know what my crying means?]

Kkeuk….

[Wow! Surprised.]

Yuna-kyung widened her eyes.

It was Yuna-kyung who had met many birds in this cage as well as before.

But we rarely talked to each other.

This was because there was a limit to communication without the fire item, and in most cases, communication was not established due to low intelligence.

In that sense, this gray old bird was quite peculiar.

Of course, I understand all of Yuna-kyung’s cries.

It was because he had deliberately made a cry that was vaguely intelligible to her.

[Aha, after living for a long time, you’ve grown accustomed to this kind of cry?]

Kkeuk.

[You say the same thing as our team leader.]

Kkeuk?

[Oh yes. A bad old man who is handsome only because he looks good and bullies cute pets like me as a hobby.]

Kkeuk…

That’s why Yuna Na-kyung had a fun conversation with the gray bird.

I was frustrated because there was no one to talk to properly after the fire item was confiscated.

Even though it was a bird, he met someone he could talk to in general, so he couldn’t stand it without pouring out all the accumulated words.

[Anyway, whether it’s the team leader or the princess, it’s too much. Asking me to search this wide place by myself.]

Kkeuk kkeuk.

[Oh, actually, I came here to find something. No matter how much I look for it, if I see it’s not there, I wonder if it’s gone already…]

Kkeuk?

[Haa, I don’t know what to do now.]

The gray bird, which had been pecking at the snack she gave to the training group, gave an appropriate answer, but hesitated.

Then, rolling his eyeballs, he said casually.

Kkeek.

[…Yes?]

The moment I heard that cry.

Yuna-kyung blinked involuntarily.

And with a very confused face, he asked the gray bird.

[I don’t know what I’m looking for, but there’s a place you can guess?] *

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To be honest, Yuna-kyung was dubious.

Can I really believe that?

Or maybe it’s just the nonsense of a senile bird?

Even so, it was because there was nothing to lose by confirming that he had headed to the place the gray bird had told him about.

Plump.

[…is there really an empty place?]

That was it.

A cabin on the side of the garden where, not too long ago, he was confined together with his personal birdcage.

That is why Yuna-kyung, who jumped up and down in the shabby warehouse behind it, opened her eyes wide when she heard a strangely empty sound.

‘Is there really a secret passage here?’

It took a while to examine the warehouse with a mixture of doubt and curiosity.

[Yap!]

Boom!

After a short cheering sound.

Yuna-kyung’s figure disappeared from the warehouse.

[It’s dark.]

Instead of going through the trouble of finding the doorway one by one, Yuna-gyeong clicked her tongue as she moved to the basement under the warehouse at once through space movement.

It was nice to be in the basement, but the surroundings were so dark that I couldn’t see anything properly.

It’s something that can’t be left alone.

It was the moment when Yuna-kyung took a step with her eyes wide open to adjust to the darkness.

click.

[Oh! My eyes!]

As if a sensor somewhere detected Yuna-kyung’s movements.

Suddenly, the lights on the ceiling turn on, and it’s a while to roll around in the radiance that covers all sides.

Yuna-gyeong, whose eye pain had finally subsided, rubbed her eyes with her wings and stood up.

[Whoa, can you finally see something…?]

But right after that.

Yuna-kyung opened her eyes wide.

A corridor that seems to have been originally built for evacuation.

It was because on either side of it were tightly packed glass cabinets containing everything from decades-old clothes to shabby pieces of bandages.

[…what is this?]

I want to stare blankly for a moment.

Yuna-kyung checked the paper attached to the cabinet.

And I tilted my head.

At most [the bandages used during the Demon God War in 1945] [the clothes worn during the duel with the swordsman in 1944] and so on.

It was because the contents of the paper seemed insignificant compared to the expensive-looking cabinet, which only had letters written by someone’s hand.

[This place can’t be a museum. Is it a personal collection?]

So puzzled.

To satisfy your overflowing curiosity.

While I was looking at the case while walking on the other side of the hallway.

[see. Shoes, handkerchiefs… Used utensils? Why did you collect all this junk? If this is the case, then this is not a collectible…?]

Yuna-kyung froze.

The moment I left the long corridor, I finally reached a large room.

It wasn’t just because of the more exhibits than all the exhibition halls lined up in the hallway that filled the space combined.

The photos, newspaper articles, portraits, and ancient documents covering the walls frightened her.

[What… is this?]

At first, I thought I was wrong.

I wanted to see it wrong next time.

But no matter how many times I rubbed my eyes, nothing changed.

Because the numerous photos and articles on the wall displayed a single person without a single exception.

So, Yuna-kyung, who looked back at the wall thinking, opened her eyes wide.

This is because I found a piece of paper that looked like an exception on a wall filled with only one person.

[This is…]

It’s like a bounty.

A piece of paper with elaborately drawn three faces along with a number of more than ten digits.

Unlike other photos, the portrait, which seems to have been a thousand years old in a glass case, stood out in many ways.

However, it wasn’t just that unusual man who caught Yuna-kyung’s attention.

One of those three portraits.

A drawing of a child with cheeky eyes carrying two swords that were too large for his size.

And next to it was an article with a picture of a tanned blonde boy who looked just like the tarnished portrait he had recently put up.

I made Yuna-kyung’s beak open.

[Team… Blind?]

Actually, there was no need to doubt.

The gray hair that took up most of the wall.

Even the black hair that occupied only a very small part.

After all, since they are all data about one person, it was only natural that the portraits were also of the same person.

That’s why Yuna-kyung realized it belatedly.

that it’s not just photos.

Numerous exhibits that you have seen and are still looking at.

The fact that all of them are, after all, a so-called collection that one person has used or is related to.

‘This is not something I gathered a day or two ago. No matter how little you think about it, several years… or maybe even ten years ago…?’

Who the hell, for what purpose, was talking about a space that was so persistent that it was even frightening?

Think blankly for a moment.

Seeing the portrait of a tanned blond boy knight and a child carrying a sword next to each other, Yuna-kyung felt her feathers stand up.

‘wait for a sec. You said you saw this portrait ten years ago?’

Limon’s disguise distorts perception.

That’s why putting a single dot around the eye or changing the color of the hair has an amazing effect that makes it unrecognizable.

However, if you turn it upside down, it means that if the difference in appearance is small, the effect of the disguise is also reduced.

That’s why Limon also wrote a childhood image that no one knows about.

But what if there is someone who has collected and researched his records more tenaciously than Li Qing-yu?

some suspicious behavior.

Or, wouldn’t it be possible to see through Limon’s disguise just by his usual way of speaking and habits?

If the opponent is a master of a class or higher who can feel the dragon psionic, and Limon has to play or sculpt in front of him, the chances are higher.

What if the owner of this collection had already discovered Limon’s true identity?

What if you hid it anyway?

Rather, if you had pretended not to know him in order to use this opportunity to trap him…

‘Team Manager!

Yuna-kyung, who had been thinking that far, hurriedly turned around.

But at that moment.

she stiffened.

when did it appear?

The hallway is covered in darkness as the lights on the ceiling are automatically turned off, probably because there has been no movement for too long.

A cigarette burning in it.

faintly visible red hair.

And a pair of bloody eyes.

It made Yuna-kyung’s heart stop.

Looking at the blue bird that was frozen in place like that.

The owner of this secret space chewed on the cigarette in his mouth and said.

still

Cool.

“—You saw it.”