〈Episode 645〉 Cold.
My head feels like it’s hardening.
I don’t know where to start thinking about it.
That’s what it felt like.
‘What is this guy talking about?’
I tried to understand it, but I couldn’t. It was that difficult.
“Am I the reincarnation of the Volcanic Sword?”
Am I the reincarnation of Shin Noya? No, to be precise, am I the flesh that should have been the body of the idea?
When I heard that, I thought.
‘What the hell is that bullshit talking about?’
It was an absurd story.
How should it proceed for it to turn out like that?
He spoke to Namgung Myung with a very embarrassed expression.
“That’s nonsense.”
“why?”
Why? I had to laugh in vain at Namgung Myung’s question.
“I am not a disciple of the Hwasan School.”
There were dozens of reasons why not, and this was the simplest of them all.
From the martial arts I wear to the body that uses the martial arts, there is nothing that can prove that I am a disciple of the Hwasan School.
‘All that was left was the energy that Noya had, and the sect’s certification badge.’
All he had was the energy he had absorbed from the ghost and the plaque he had been given as an honorary scholar by the Hwasan faction.
But I’m the reincarnation of Shin Noya?
‘I’d rather believe that Yeongpung is the reincarnation of Noya.’
This is correct.
If Youngpung had been the reincarnation of Noya, it would have been easier to believe.
‘Because there are more than one or two that fit.’
A writer of the same volcanic school.
He has the same level of martial arts and mental skills, and as Yeongpung is called the best in the volcano, he is also talented.
If Noya’s body was reincarnated in advance, then it would be correct to say Yeongpung, not me.
‘Even if it’s not Yeongpung.’
There are probably many people who would suit you, but I won’t be one of them.
It must have been so.
“What’s the problem with that?”
Namgung Myung answered as if he didn’t care what I said. I frowned when I heard that.
“yes?”
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“I could tell at first sight that you weren’t a master of the Volcano Sect. I’m not blind.”
“Then, how can you be so sure that it’s me?”
“Because that’s meaningless.”
“It’s meaningless?”
“I ask again. Is it necessary for the reincarnation of this guy to be a master of the Hwasan faction?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Shin Noya is a person who has lived his entire life as a member of the Hwasan faction.
If I were to be reincarnated, it would be easier to become a character from that place. Wouldn’t it be annoying to suddenly become a descendant of a sect or family that uses martial arts I’ve never used before, like martial arts like Kwon Gak Sool or Chang Sool?
‘Because Noya used a sword.’
I’m not saying it has to be that way, but I’m saying it would be much better.
“hmm.”
Hearing this, Namgung Myung nods his head slightly.
“That makes sense.”
It was a much quicker admission than I expected. I thought there would be a discussion that wasn’t a discussion, but it felt a bit bland.
“One, that’s not a reason either.”
Namgung Myung’s eyes scan me.
It was a gaze that seemed to be exploring.
“Martial arts and position do not prove a man.”
I focused on the words.
The unique firmness makes one listen.
“The reason he was called the Volcanic Sword is simply because he was born and raised in a volcano and he wielded a sword.”
Although his expression clearly showed his displeasure, his words contained clear recognition.
It’s a subtle difference.
However, it was because of that subtle difference that I was able to focus on it.
“Shincheol, do you know what that guy was called other than the Volcanic Sword?”
“… I don’t know.”
Any other nicknames.
I really don’t know. I don’t think I’ve heard any historically known facts, but was there another story?
If there was, it would have been something like a volcano-mad dog or a volcano-mad guy.
Since there was a time when the Noechon Ilgeom sword was called the Noeshin, I thought it would have that kind of feel.
“The best sword in the Central Plains.”
“…!”
“That’s his other nickname.”
The name I heard from Namgung Myung weighed heavily on me.
It had to be that way.
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The word ‘best’ is already heavy, but the person who says it is Namgung Myung.
If you were to choose the best swordsman in the world among those who lived in that era, he would have been a candidate without fail, and he might have even been the closest.
Namgung Myung, without hesitation, called Shin Noya the best.
The alien sensation coming from there made my heart flutter.
I hesitate for a moment, not knowing what to say, but Namgung Myung continues talking as if this is not the end.
“If the spear had been lifted by an unknown swordsman rather than a volcano, it would have been called the best spear in the Central Plains.”
The more I listen, the bigger my eyes get.
As the conversation continued, it seemed like I finally understood what Namgung Myung was trying to say.
“If he had taken up a bow, he would have been praised and called a divine archer. If he had walked the path of a secret guest, no one would have known his face or name.”
No matter what you heard or learned, you would have reached the top.
These were words close to praise.
“The art of boxing… That alone seems impossible, but that’s just the kind of guy he was.”
The reason why people say that Kwon Gak-sul is impossible is probably because there are Yeon Il-cheon.
Even if that’s not the case, just thinking about what I just heard made me think a lot.
He is a person who will reach the top no matter what he does.
When I think of the Shin Noya I knew, it’s a feeling that doesn’t quite overlap, but even leaving that aside.
‘This is a human figure who has nothing to do with me.’
It was a statement that was quite different from mine.
Normal and best in the world.
I thought these were the most irrelevant words in my life.
Moreover, when I heard that Shin Noya lived for the world and took up the sword for that purpose, my thoughts became even more firm.
‘I can’t do that.’
It’s nothing else than the saying that I lived for the world.
Not for myself, not for someone important. Living for the world?
‘What kind of crazy talk is this? I can’t do that even if it’s because it’s unfair.’
I can’t and I don’t intend to.
I was that kind of person.
So I hope that’s not the case.
It would be possible to accept what Noya wanted to do and live as a descendant.
I can’t live with his mindset and the life he has.
I knew that all too well.
I have a similar yet different side to Noya, and a twisted side that fits well yet is also there.
That’s why it is like that.
‘I can’t be some kind of reincarnation of Noya.’
Namgung Myung must have been mistaken. It had to be that way.
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“Why on earth… . Why are you so sure it’s me? Based on what you said, I can tell he was a formidable person. But I’m not like him.”
“How old are you, Huin?”
“I’m twenty.”
It would have been much longer if I included past lives, but I didn’t go into detail about that.
“I see. When we were your age, Shin-cheol and I weren’t at that level. If you look at the subject, it doesn’t seem that lacking, does it?”
“…”
Namgung Myung’s words make her frown.
“No, this is…”
Thanks to the regression, I was able to reach this level because I had all kinds of luck. In terms of talent, I was far from that.
It was so complicated that I couldn’t explain it.
To him, I may seem like an unprecedented monster for having reached the state of Hwagyeong at this age, but this was not achieved solely through my talent.
So, it wasn’t very exciting.
Namgung Myung speaks with a puzzled expression while looking at that day.
“Houin, it seems like you don’t want to know the truth of the case, but rather wish it weren’t you.”
“…”
There was no denying it.
“Why?”
“Do I have to tell you that much?”
The manners I had been barely keeping watch over collapsed slightly. I found myself speaking in an angry tone without realizing it.
“It doesn’t matter. No matter how you react, it doesn’t hide the truth.”
Namgung Myung reacted indifferently to my appearance. I couldn’t tell whether to be thankful or angry.
“Houin.”
I looked at Namgung Myung at the call.
“How can I be sure it’s you?” I asked.
“…yes.”
The idea that I am the reincarnation of Shin Noya is something that no one I have ever encountered before has ever said to me.
How can I be sure in such a situation?
In response, Namgung Myung points to some part of my body.
My gaze followed. It was an arm.
“The ghost tied to your left arm.”
Noya’s beloved bottle that lost its original color and turned blue.
“That’s the proof.”
“…!”
At Namgung Myung’s words, my eyes grew as big as lanterns.
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
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Is this evidence?
‘How can this be considered evidence?’
The Guijeong was an item obtained from the secret register of the Shinryongwan.
It was also something that Noya had found for me, and it was something that stuck to my arm and wouldn’t come off, so I lived for a while without knowing what it was.
I’ve been using it usefully since I found out that this is Noya’s favorite bottle and how to use it, but is this proof?
“How can your presence be considered evidence…?”
“Gwijeong follows you. What other proof do you need?”
Oh, it looks like that because I’m using the earpiece.
Well then, there was an excuse.
“In the past, I have also used your favorite bottle.”
“Love sickness?”
“Yes, Brain.”
“…”
The brain sword used by Namgung Myung, I used it in Sacheon.
Although it was an item that was said to be unusable by anyone who was not of the Namgung family’s bloodline as recognized by Brainia, strangely enough, I was able to use it.
Looking at the fact that Namgung Myung’s foolishness stored in his brain cried out, “What is this?”, it seems that my constitution is unique.
So, I thought maybe it could be used as a guide too.
“different.”
Namgung Myung firmly denied it this time too.
“Different?”
“Forcing something and following it are two different things.”
“What is that…?”
“Do you really think Brainiac followed you?”
His words made me think about the situation for a moment. Did Brainia follow me?
‘…hmm.’
Although I clearly used my brain, the backlash I felt afterwards was intense.
If you ask whether I followed it or not, it is ambiguous.
“I don’t know if I followed it or not… but it is true that I used Brainiac.”
“That must be true. All the demons will bow their heads before you.”
“yes?”
“You are a dragon. Aren’t you?”
“…!”
There is a dagger in the words spoken without expression.
After hearing that, I couldn’t control my facial expression for a moment.
‘Did you know?’
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I didn’t really try to hide it, but I never showed it. Namgung Myung didn’t mention it either, so I thought he didn’t know.
He must have known all along.
“Are you saying that my being able to use my brain has something to do with my being able to use my dragon?”
I didn’t deny the dragon thing.
I thought it was a waste of time.
So, I wanted to finish the Q&A quickly.
“Of course. In the first place, the ghost came from the dragon.”
“yes?”
I paused for a moment at the words that followed from Namgung Myung.
I have heard of it.
It was said that a ghost was an item obtained from a hundred-level monster.
And they also knew that they were now called dragons.
But does that have anything to do with this?
“The dragon is the master of all things, so even if it acknowledges humans as its masters, in the end it will be drawn to the dragon.”
“That is to say… .”
I was able to use my brain because I was a dragon.
Furthermore, it meant that one could use any item one wanted.
underneath.
“Isn’t it the same context that I can use my ear?”
Isn’t it possible to use the spirit just like you use the brain?
“As I said before, there is a difference between following and forcing. Guijeong is following you.”
I’m not sure what the other is saying, but I vaguely remember what the latter is saying.
Guijeong follows me.
Unlike the backlash that came immediately after using Brainiac, there was nothing like that for Guijeong.
If I tried to write, I could write.
There was no reaction or anything after using it.
As for this part, I thought it was possible only because I had a small amount of Noya’s energy and Noya’s thoughts.
‘That wasn’t it…?’
As I think about this, old memories come to mind.
When I saw the ghost at the shaman’s office. That was the day the ghost suddenly flew towards me.
‘…’
There was too much evidence to deny it.
The reality is that it is becoming increasingly difficult to say no.
“Senior… .”
“stop.”
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Just as I was about to ask something more, Namgung Myung raised his hand and stopped me.
“I just came to check on the situation and ask you a favor. I didn’t intend to have a long conversation.”
“that-.”
“Also, there is no time.”
Jeez-!
As soon as Namgung Myung started speaking, a sound was heard from the space.
The gaze moves.
I see a crack in the air.
It was a familiar sight. It was said that the end of the conversation had come by force. I bit my teeth as I watched this.
‘Sigh, I still have a lot to ask.’
I’ve learned a lot, but I’ve also become more curious.
If Noya had succeeded in reincarnation, where did the body he should have obtained go, and where did the thoughts he should have entered go?
Also, what did Namgung Myung want to do here in the first place?
I didn’t even hear why he had to go to the North Sea, so it had to end like this? That was not right.
At that moment, I was rolling my eyes because I was feeling impatient.
“I will do the next Q&A in the near future. However, I hope Shin-cheol will be with me then.”
“If you say next time… you’re saying you’re not going to disappear like this?”
It was good news to hear.
“I didn’t give you that much time. This is also my role.”
Bam.
Namgung Myung reached out and tapped my forehead with his fingertips.
I didn’t avoid it. No, I couldn’t.
I couldn’t react to the movements that were so natural.
That moment.
Tingle-!
A shallow electric current passes through the body.
I felt like brain energy was seeping into my body.
“What is this?”
“The order is correct. Now find Xinjiang.”
“yes?”
“Even if it wasn’t our planned arrangement, if Shincheol chose you, then it must be fate. It doesn’t matter what you are. So, head there next.”
“…!”
There was a lot contained in those blunt words.
“and.”
Namgung Myung pointed somewhere again while spitting out words.
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It was in the direction where the black lion and the princess were.
“If you can, I would like you to save the bloodline of that ice palace.”
“Is that what the princess said…?”
It was a somewhat unexpected request.
In this situation, you suddenly ask me to save the princess?
As I looked at Namgung Myung with a question, he added something to me.
“I owe you a personal favor. You’ve given me a lot. I can probably do this much for you.”
“her.”
Hearing Namgung Myung’s words, he burst into laughter.
He said he had a favor to ask for as he had been spiting things out so smoothly, and it seems that was it.
Why should Namgung Myung save the princess?
He was curious too, but couldn’t ask.
“If you do it for the next one, I think you’ll do that much.”
If you want to hear the rest, just be quiet and do as I say.
It’s not a request, it’s more like a threat.
When I was looking at him with a bewildered expression.
Damn it-!!
The cracked background gradually began to crumble.
It is a sign that the end has come.
As the falling debris grew larger and the vibrations grew louder, Namgung Myung looked at me.
“Oh, and Huin.”
There was no time to answer.
“Beware of Yeonilcheon.”
“What…?”
But I try to ask Namgung Myung a question in a hurry.
Kuuuung-!!
I can’t finish asking questions because of the vibrations that are sweeping me.
The vibrations explode and my eyes close.
When I endured this and opened my eyes again.
“Extraordinary force–!!”
By then everything had already returned to normal.
