Solo Swordmaster

#704. Facts you need to know.

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That it was a mistake.

Ainsha thought.

If no one else did, she should have noticed.

Just as the Soviet Union brought in the Dark Dawn because it wanted power, the Dark Dawn also agreed to the deal because it had a purpose.

Blueprints for 24 gulags.

Urban legend about Gulag too.

that it all came down to one thing.

And above all…

-that I shouldn’t have trusted Yekathrice.

If she had realized that fact sooner, this future could have been prevented.

Sloppy.

Let’s take a step.

What gets on your feet is dirt.

Sticky like a swamp and thick like rotten blood, it seeps between your toes and gives you goose bumps all over your body.

ha.

let’s catch our breath

What passes the tip of the nose is a hazy dream.

It is more terrible than deadly poison, but vague like a nightmare.

Seruk.

let’s open our eyes

It is demonic nature that fills the field of view.

Something disgusting, like a creature wriggling from ceiling to wall, and as unpleasant as a mist, taints the soul.

nevertheless.

Ainsha did not stop.

Because there was something to be found.

And so, after gagging several times, staggering, and gasping for breath, he continued to advance.

at the very bottom of the ominous.

The moment you find what you were looking for.

she hardened

pounding.

It wasn’t because of the pulsating mass of flesh that covered the entire large stone chamber as if it were alive.

In the middle of the large stone chamber.

Both arms tied to the ceiling.

Even half buried in the body.

A drooping, bloody beauty.

As if coveting its white flesh, it wriggled like the tentacles of an octopus, wrapped around a beautiful body with not a single thread on it.

And the black tattoo that spreads over his scarred naked body as he was raped by the dirty flesh.

It froze Ainsha.

So…

heart pounding.

Poisonous like a thorny vine.

It’s sticky like a spider’s web.

Thoroughly like a chain.

from the white instep.

with slender calves.

through smooth thighs.

Beyond the lower abdomen and glutes and back.

collarbone and shoulder left arm and back of hand.

From the nape of the neck to the back of the ear to the eye area.

The black tattoo that covered half of his body shrunk as if condensed in reverse.

In the end, the moment when the tattoo, completed in the shape of a thin vine wrapped around thirteen swords, sucked in the turbid energy from all directions and bloomed bewitchingly.

pounding.

I’m going to go to the middle of the day.

Closed eyelids open.

The white-haired beauty was exposed.

―Eyes dyed black with demonic power instead of the original lofty golden light.

* * *

“Lee!”

with screams.

after waking up

Ainsha gasped for breath.

Then he wrapped himself in his arms and trembled.

It wasn’t because of the cold that touched her delicate skin.

The image that was still vivid in my eyes, the ominous feeling that remained all over my body, the shock that made my heart freeze.

It caused her to struggle with a panic she had never felt before.

“Relax, Ainsha.”

I’m going to go to the middle of the day.

The warmth that surrounds the body.

Until you feel the voice permeating your ears.

“Because it’s safe here.”

Calm and still.

Even so, Ainsha raised her head following the voice that soothed her frozen heart just by listening to it like sunlight melting the darkness.

Then he opened his eyes wide when he saw the opponent hugging him.

“lee…?”

familiar white hair.

The temperature I miss so much.

To the quiet golden eyes.

Lips tremble again at the unbelievable figure of a lover who cannot be recognized without knowing.

“Are you really Lee?”

“okay.”

“Isn’t it a dream? Is it really real?”

“It is real.”

Limon calmly sweeps his back despite repeated questions.

That hand is so warm.

so reassuring

Ainsha, who almost shed tears inadvertently, buried her head deep in Limon’s arms.

“…Fortunately, the. I am very fortunate.”

“…”

“I was scared. I was so scared that I might be wrong.”

Ainsha sobbed.

Of course I knew.

The sight he saw was a dream.

That no matter how vivid it is, it is not true.

Still, the reason she was so agitated was that it wasn’t just a dream.

Cheonri Presid.

Jeolhak that calculates the reason of the sky.

That was the worst possible future that the White Dragon Princess could have ever seen, combined with her innate foresight.

Of course that’s a dim possibility.

Tens of thousands and hundreds of millions exist, and now it was just one of the futures that have already passed.

However, the very fact that Limon had such a fate terrified her, living the present as if it were the future.

It was as if he had read her mind.

Limon patted Ainsha and said calmly.

“There is nothing to be afraid of. Because I won’t lose to such a fate.”

He is a sword master.

An existence that even cuts down fate.

It seemed that he was finally comforted by the words of Limon, who was even more determined because of his calmness.

Ainsha, who had stopped sobbing, lifted her head and looked up at Limon’s face.

“Is Lee’s body okay…?”

“You don’t have to worry about me. It’s all about getting a few small wounds.”

“…”

Ainsha made a tearful expression.

Words are just small wounds.

Just looking at the bloodstained bandage on his left shoulder, he could tell that Limon’s injuries were not minor.

“I’m sorry Lee.”

“What are you sorry about?”

“Even though Lee was in danger, I was of no help.”

Even though others always called her the weakest member of the Seven Dragons, she was never intimidated.

Survival is victory.

Running away is the best strategy.

Tata always taught her.

Ainsha didn’t doubt that fact either.

but this moment.

For the first time in her life, she felt remorse and regret for her helplessness.

“When Yekathrice grabbed me, I couldn’t resist. I was led away and ran away.”

“…don’t blame the crazy princess. It was my judgment that made you run away.”

“So I’m even more sorry.”

Rather than helping Limon, it was only a hindrance.

Even though she was a princess of the same name, her own weakness that was easily suppressed by Yekatrice.

So, in the end, the fact that Limon had to run away during that tough fight made Ainsha bite her lip.

“Even if I was as strong as Yekathrice, I wouldn’t have run away like this. I was able to fight with Lee until the end.”

“Ainsha…”

“Above all, I had to realize the secret of that Gulag.”

Limon, who was trying to say something with complicated eyes, was bitter when he saw Ainsha, who was always expressionless, with a clear regret.

What Ainsha is trying to say.

because he knew

Because…

“You mean the purpose of the Dark Dawn?”

“That’s right.”

“There is nothing to be ashamed of. It’s something I should have realized first.”

Limon sighed.

about 70 years ago.

The Dark Dawn Society used the fear and despair that overflowed the world due to the effects of the World War to descend the Demon God in Paris.

As a result, France collapsed.

Even Europe was devastated.

But in the early days of the Soviet Union.

In other words, if the Dark Dawn Society designed Gulag from over 100 years ago and hid the demon’s heart underground.

There is only one reason I can think of.

“It was the Russian Khanate that they originally intended to bring the Demon God down to.”

If you think about it.

I didn’t know if that was normal.

Europe was the land that sword masters had been protecting until a swordsman was killed by a swordsman in World War II.

It was not a suitable place to prepare for the grand ceremony of descending demons over several years.

from that point of view.

The Soviet Union about 100 years ago was indeed a perfect environment.

Of course, there was chaos in the aftermath of the revolution.

Since even the witches and priests had disappeared, it would have been easy to arrange things by holding hands with the Soviet Union.

“The design purpose of Gulag is simple. They mobilize their strength through human sacrifice by cursing prisoners, making them despair and commit suicide.”

“They must have originally intended to summon demons with that power. But…”

“The plan was ruined after he appeared after the sword.”

…until the sword master who became a sword master appeared.

After the swordsman slaughtered all the leaders of the corrupt Soviet Union and ruled everything thoroughly enough to be called an oppressor.

The Dark Dawn would not have dared approach Gulag.

Even more so after Anastasia reigned as an oppressor and was cut down by Limon and the Silver Dragon clan came to rule the Russian Khanate.

In the end, they would have had to abandon all plans and prepare everything from scratch.

Without even being able to take out the bulk of the heritage accumulated over thousands of years from the Gulag.

Taking advantage of the chaos of World War II.

In Europe, which just happened to be empty.

With minimal legacy.

In other words…

“It means that the Demon God I defeated was improvised.”

Just as the Demon God who descended to Moscow was incomplete,

even the Demon God who struggled with himself and razed Europe to the ground may not have been truly completed.

The lamentation of Limon’s speculation.

Ainsha couldn’t deny it.

Rather, he just nodded.

“I became stronger than before I drank. It hasn’t even been resurrected yet, but just looking at the power that led to destiny, it is.”

If the World Federation hadn’t been lucky enough to get information about Gulag’s legacy.

If there hadn’t been a brawl.

If the sealed door had not been opened.

Even if the World Federation found the legacy of the Dark Dawn, it would not have happened until the Demon God was resurrected.

However, it cannot be a mere coincidence that all the misfortunes overlapped and reached the worst end.

The most dangerous enemy.

In other words, avoid Limon’s interference.

In order to gain the strength to defeat him further.

The legacy of the Dark Dawn must be the result of a clever manipulation of providence.

As Ainsha said before.

Magical treasures choose their own masters, and cursed treasures bring misfortune.

Dealing with Pascal’s fate would have been possible with the demon’s heart.

Of course, even taking that into account, the power to deal with fate while avoiding the interference of four sword masters was truly phenomenal.

“…That also means we have to stop it somehow before it resurrects.”

The moment I heard Limon’s words.

It was for this reason that Ainsha inadvertently grabbed his collar.

because I knew

In the end, Limon couldn’t destroy the demon god’s heart and barely escaped, and fortunately the demon god hadn’t been resurrected yet.

And…

“Don’t do this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Fighting a demon right now is suicidal no matter how much it is.”

Even though his whole body is in tatters, Limon still intends to fight the Demon God.

Even with the three sword masters who were still under the control of demons.

“First, the body recovers. And wait for other clan support to come. There is no reason to risk your life right now.”

“There is a reason. If he is perfectly resurrected, a great disaster will happen.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“….”

“Lee is more important to me. No matter what happens to others, as long as Lee is safe.”

so earnestly.

Wind up the anxiety and worry and desperation.

After looking at the priest who held him tightly with a complicated face, Limon let out a heavy sigh.

“…Ainsha, there is a fact you need to know.”

It wasn’t that he couldn’t understand her heart as a groom. It actually made sense.

so that.

Limon tried to speak.

What I should have told Ainsha a long time ago.

But I couldn’t.

before he even spoke.

Because there was someone who intervened first.

“If your brother Ainsha wakes up, you should tell me. Isn’t it too much to enjoy alone?”

“Ekathrice…!”

The moment I heard that cheerful voice.

Ainsha raised her eyes.

And with a cold expression on his always expressionless face, he glared at the direction the voice came from.

In order to vent his resentment and anger at Limon for knocking himself out at a critical moment in a fight so that he could be of no help.

But right after that.

she hardened

“…Yeka Triche.”

different from what was expected.

No, I couldn’t even imagine.

Frozen at the sight.

Ainsha, who had pursed her lips several times, asked with a trembling voice after a while.

“How about an arm…?”

“Oh this?”

seems to have forgotten

Yekathrice bowed her head.

Then he glanced at his left shoulder, which was empty at the bottom and tightly bound with a bloody bandage.

Reach out your one and only hand.

while holding up his index finger.

I smiled.

“I left it in the new era.”