Solo Swordmaster

#957. That’s enough

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Collectibles to the constellation.

In other words, I vaguely expected it from the moment I learned that there were survivors of the destroyed world.

that the condition would not be normal.

Just looking at the behavior of the frog monster, who immediately mistook them for collectibles and tried to fill them with shackles.

nonetheless at this moment.

Limon couldn’t help but harden his face.

It is because the appearance of the ‘collectibles’ that appeared in front of him exceeded his expectations in many ways.

So it was.

The reason why Limon couldn’t help but sink his eyes even deeper at the words of the proud frog monster.

[How about the owner’s collection, frog.]

As if showing off things.

A natural attitude that can be seen as treating a person as a thing rather than a life.

If that was the case, Limon would have accepted it calmly.

In the first place, it is common on Earth that even the same human beings were not treated as human beings simply because of a different ethnicity, race, or nationality.

This is especially true for beings with transcendental powers such as gods or absolute beings.

It was more ridiculous to expect that kind of personality from the monster frog.

“…How many are there in all?”

[Not very many. Only about 12740 frogs.]

“How many worlds did you collect from?”

[Frog?]

The frog monster blinked.

It was as if he had been asked if he remembered the number of breads he had eaten.

The monster frog, who rolled his eyes, answered after a while.

[I’ll have to check the exact details, but since you’ve collected one or two to ten in the world… there are probably thousands of them. Frog.]

“…I see.”

similar to humans.

a bit animal-like.

or just look like an animal.

Or tentacles instead of limbs.

made of slime or rock, etc.

Looking at the numerous races, each with a different appearance, Limon calmly agreed.

I was able to be sure thanks to hearing the frog monster’s answer.

The fact that all of these beings, like the Dragons of Earth or the Elf of Alfheim, must have been the ancestor races that achieved prosperity in their respective worlds.

Even the fact that their entire world would have been destroyed by the Constellations.

And of course.

That fact wasn’t surprising either.

It was a fact I had already heard from the Holy Lord that the Constellations had been ‘saving’ countless worlds for a long time.

Even so, the reason why he couldn’t solve his stiff face was one thing in the end.

[…What is this?]

[Frog? As you can see, it’s a collectible?]

[So, why is the collectible like this! They said they were the survivors collected from a destroyed world!]

And Yuna-gyeong, who was more pale than Limon,

shouted out loud as she looked at the countless beads stuck like frog eggs in each high and low tower… no, the beads contained in the collectibles.

[These are all corpses!]

That’s right.

Collectibles brought out by the monster frog.

Out of a total of 12,740 people, not a single one could actually be called a survivor.

Only their corpses were encased in transparent marbles, with no strings attached and only wearing various shackles.

However, the monster frog tilted his head as if he didn’t know what the problem was.

[What did that mean, frog?]

[What did you mean…]

[Ah, did you want to see a moving collectible? Frog.]

Only then did he seem to know the reason.

Or it seems like it’s nothing.

The frog monster spoke in a relaxed manner.

[Sorry, but that’s hard now. Frog.]

[…What’s up?]

[You said you put the souls back in?]

“You mean you bring them back to life whenever you need them?”

[Isn’t that obvious, bitch?]

[…]

Yuna-kyung opened her beak wide.

The law of reviving a dead person is one of the greatest miracles in human history.

Until Wanderer appeared, even in the age of mythology, even the gods, who were told as legends, were difficult to touch.

It’s because it’s too amazing to say that it’s like inserting some kind of toy battery.

[Looking at it now, you don’t seem to know how to manage your collection since you’ve just been on the constellation, Frog.]

“…is there any other way to manage your collection?”

[Of course, Frog.]

It was only after seeing their reactions that he seemed to realize why he was surprised.

The frog monster explained in an arrogant manner, as if looking at a tourist from a rural village.

[Things that do not have a place in the horoscope have a lifespan. No matter how well you take care of it, it will break after only hundreds or thousands of years.]

“I bet not all collectibles are like that.”

[Of course, there are exceptions. Frogs.]

Gods and spirits exchange horses, etc.

An existence without life in the first place.

Or those who have achieved immortality beyond their natural lifespan.

In other words, the frog monster clicked his tongue as he talked about the collectibles collectively called immortals in each world.

[However, if you release such things, you will definitely cause problems without knowing the subject. Frog]

“So you just keep it dead?”

[That’s convenient in many ways, frog.]

Trying to escape is with medicine.

Destroy other collectibles.

Even causing rebellion, etc.

No matter how loyal the immortals were, they would cause all sorts of problems after 100,000 years.

Yuna-kyung, who clenched her beak at the words that seemed to be lamenting about the damage to the wild animals, doubted her ears after hearing the words of the frog monster.

[Above all, it’s easy to cook here, frog.]

[…What is it?]

[Cooking. It’s common knowledge that no matter how good the meat is, if the soul is damaged, the quality of the meat deteriorates, frog.]

[…]

[Conversely, the taste will be revived only when the soul is in good shape. My uncle said that’s the taste of the soul. Freak.]

“…I see.”

Unlike the frozen Yuna-kyung.

Limon calmly raised his head.

And tens of thousands of years or millions of years.

Looking at the beings who must have repeatedly died and resurrected here for a long time, he murmured quietly.

“This means your spoils and livestock reserved for slaughter.”

[The long tongue that sings rain is a gourmet. Even so, since you can serve the master and get a chance to be saved, it’s an honor for them, too.]

“If you’re bored, cook and eat?”

[Oops! How can I tamper with my master’s collection? Frog. Frog.]

“….”

[If you find a good collectible, we can recommend an appropriate collectible depending on the purpose. Frog.]

Its owner is a valuable collectible. Since I am a collector, I cannot share it carelessly.

However, if you go to the owners of constellations who collect collectibles in earnest and even breed them, you will be able to save quite a few races.

whether edible.

A slave for the night.

a toy to play with.

According to the use and taste, I can recommend which collectibles are good.

At the end of looking at the frog monster with an expressionless face, who speaks with a lot of goodwill.

Limon quietly opened his mouth.

“No, that’s enough.”

[Oh, that’s right…]

Slowly.

[…frog?]

The frog monster blinked.

what just flashed

what happened

To think.

And the moment when the monster frog realized the answer and opened his mouth in amazement.

The body of the monster frog, which was split vertically from the top of the head to the groin, collapsed from side to side.

“—Because if I listen to it any more, my ears will rot.”

There was no satisfaction on Limon’s face even though Myeong-sik had cut down the frog monster with absolute self-sufficient power with a single knife.

There was only coldness like a blade.

Even Yuna-gyeong, who would have sighed if she hadn’t cut herself again in the usual way, shut her beak today.

If Limon hadn’t stepped in, her patience would have exploded first.

It was because the end of the extinct race that I saw in this peaceful and beautiful place was so terrible and shocking.

[What are you going to do now, manager?]

That was it.

Why did Yuna-kyung ask in a heavier voice than usual?

It wasn’t because he didn’t know what Limon would do from now on, but because he knew, albeit vaguely, on the contrary.

But unfortunately.

She didn’t hear an answer.

This is because the change happened before Limon even opened his mouth.

bubbling bubbling.

[…?]

for a while.

Yuna did not understand.

What is the identity of this strange sound that sounds like gas bubbles bursting in the swamp or boiling water?

And after understanding that, he involuntarily opened his eyes wide.

The frog monster that Limon just bit.

It was because the body that had been split into left and right sides was slowly melting and creating countless bubbles instead.

no bubbles?

Could that be a bubble?

That thing that swells up with melted flesh like the boils of a plague patient and wriggles like a parasite’s egg as it devours blood and intestines?

Just looking at it makes me feel weird.

no it gets weird

Bubbles spreading along the flowing blood covered the ground and turned it into water.

The rich orchard rots and melts away, and the disgusting smell of the beautiful lotus flowers blooming instead.

The once blue sky was covered with bubbles rising like rain pouring backwards, and heavy raindrops began to pour before I knew it.

messing with your eyesight

messing with your head

mess up the world

I was in a dizziness that I had never experienced before.

The moment you felt something directed at you and reflexively turned your head.

she saw

Looking at himself, turning over and flickering in the countless bubbles that bubbling.

Sight.

Sight. Sight.

Gaze Gaze Gaze Gaze Gaze Gaze.

What is this

?

[Ugh…!]

That moment.

Yuna-kyung reflexively tore off her wings.

Then, he shouted frantically, biting down on the feces spilled from the feather gap with his beak.

[A AiVrA aTa!]

Dig!

Right after the mysterious light spreads out.

What came to her was stability.

To her, who is suffering from the dizzying sensation of her overturned and distorted vision returning intact and her mind barely recovering from being crushed.

Limon asked heavily.

“Are you okay?”

[Yes yes. But what just happened…]

Maybe because the shock was so great.

Even though the dizziness has already disappeared, I tried to hold back the feeling of wanting to vomit with the aftereffects alone.

Yuna-kyung looked around slowly again.

And saw.

shoot it

Under the pouring rain.

Deep, turbid, and sticky like a swamp.

An endless pond that stretched out instead of the ground.

And the numerous eyes looking at him from all over the pond.

stick your head out of the pond

hiding behind a lotus flower.

Sitting like a doll on a lotus leaf.

Yuna-kyung stiffened her feathers as she showed the countless eyes looking at her without moving.

It wasn’t because of that creepy look.

It was because he instinctively knew that the eyes he had felt earlier were not those pupils.

If so, where is the owner of that gaze?

no what the identity is.

The moment when Yuna-kyung unknowingly grabbed Limon’s shoulder with her foot, at the fact that it was chilling just imagining it.

Bubble bubble bubble!

The foam floating in the middle of the pond swelled again, and a shadow emerged from it.

In the aftermath alone, the rain pouring down from the sky intensified several times, and the huge shadow that caused the tsunami stood tall.

Similar to other eyes around.

However, the moment he opened his mouth while looking at them with eyes that were incomparably bigger, more brilliant, and above all, overwhelming…

[■■■■■■■■.]

―Nakyung Yun went crazy.