The Hero Disciple Is Back

chapter 65



64. The Disciple Frees

The swordsman has been obsessed with swords again recently.

He took up the sword to live, and he enjoyed becoming stronger with the sword. However, he ended up shedding too much blood for that. Then one day, he saw the Sword Saint. A monster who would do anything just to become stronger. He was stronger than him, but he could not have even a little respect for him as a strong person. All he could have was hatred for his own kind.

He was never as ugly and filthy as a blacksmith. But isn’t it true that fifty steps are better than a hundred steps? Even if he were fifty steps better than a monster that was a hundred steps ahead, the fact that he had walked fifty steps would not change at all. In the end, he couldn’t help but know that he was also a monster that was fifty steps ahead. He wasn’t so foolish as to not know that trying to look a little cleaner through the comparative effect wouldn’t make him truly clean. It would have been easier if he had been foolish, but he wasn’t.

In the end, he thought he was not worthy of holding a sword. That was why he disappeared in an instant. He did not want to become like the Sword Master, and he was not worthy of holding a sword, so the only thing he could do was disappear.

But then I got a disciple

I got a benefactor

I decided to make my benefactor my lord.

And he told him to take up his sword.

If you’re afraid of becoming like Geumseong, he says he’ll make sure you don’t become like him, and if you cross the line, he’ll kill you, so don’t worry.

I thought he was a fool… . The moment I saw his eyes, I knew it was true. The warrior of infinite regress knew very well that the ears of a fool who was blinded by desire could not hear anything properly, and that was why she also knew very well that in the worst case scenario, there was no way to stop him except by killing him. That was why she told him to rest assured(?) that if he really went berserk like the Black Swordsman, she would kill him and stop him.

And surprisingly

The swordsman was able to rest assured.

He had received a definite answer that the person who could watch over him more accurately than anyone else would watch over him. There was no reason for him not to be at ease. If she didn’t stop him, then there was nothing to worry about.

So I swung my sword with confidence.

If he were to pursue strength like crazy and let the river of blood flow like before, and become completely intoxicated by it and become a monster like the Black Sword, there was an absolute being who could definitely stop him, and so he was able to swing his sword to his heart’s content.

The feeling of freedom I felt while swinging a sword was something I had only felt when I first picked up a sword… It was a feeling that I missed so much that it felt unfamiliar.

‘I want to become stronger.’

In the past, when I had nothing, I took up my sword and pursued strength out of thirst and longing to get my hands on anything. But now, it’s different. I have a disciple, and I felt a terrible sense of helplessness when I almost lost that disciple. And my master was preparing for a huge war that would determine the survival of humanity. I want to be of some help to what my master wants to do. In order to do that, I have to become strong. I have a reason to become strong, and I have felt a strong sense of helplessness to the point where I feel a strong desire to become strong, and I have a hope for the future that I envision and hope for in my head.

‘I have to become stronger.’

The lord ordered himself.

Become a blacksmith.

Since the lord has given the order, he must carry it out.

‘In this world, the person who best suits the name of Black Sword is my lord.’

The swordsman knew that fact best.

Since the lord already had the nickname of warrior, he didn’t need the name of swordsman, so he didn’t have one. Therefore, the ones he had to watch out for were not the royal family, the nobles, or the previous swordsman who no longer existed in this world.

Only the lord.

You should not be ashamed of yourself before your lord.

He did not think that he would receive the name of Geomseong from the royal family. He thought that he would only receive the name of Geomseong from his lord. That was why he should not be ashamed of the name of Geomseong given to him by his lord. With such thoughts in his mind, Geomgwi swung his sword.

Although it was a sword filled with duty and responsibility, the sword of the Sword Demon danced like the wind more freely than ever.

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“Your Majesty’s sword is beautiful….”

Misha, the disciple of the swordsman, looked at his master’s sword dancing freely like the wind, and muttered as if he was looking at something ecstatic, purely expressing his feelings.

“Because guilt is the emotion that entangles the sword.”

Sarah, who was watching the scene from the side, said with a snicker.

That’s the length of the sword.

As you walk and walk, you will eventually find blood on your sword and a river of blood dripping down your feet. The moment you realize that, swinging your sword becomes scary. You can’t help but feel like you’ve become something other than human. So there were quite a few who threw away their swords the moment they realized that.

Because at that moment, these questions fill your head.

‘Is there any reason for me to lift my sword and swing it like this?’

There are more people who cannot answer this question than you might think, and those who cannot find the answer or answer honestly end up putting their swords in their sheaths and hanging them on the wall. And then, they will remember the thought, “I used to earn a living with a sword.” every time they raise a glass of alcohol.

Then, can someone who finds the answer and honestly tells the answer be free to swing the sword? That question may arise… .

When has a person’s life ever been easy and smooth? Hasn’t it? Therefore, there is no such thing.

Just as it is natural for a person’s life to be winding and easily lost, the path of the sword is the same. Just as you finally come up with an answer and try to swing the sword comfortably, the chain of guilt gets in the way again. You have no choice but to swing the sword in an endless vicious cycle of asking and answering over and over again. In the end, just as a sword rusts over time, your swordsmanship will also be worn down by the chain of guilt over time.

That’s exactly what the blacksmith did.

His sword should have been a sword that danced more freely than anything else. It should have been a swordsmanship like a bird that flew freely through the sky without being bound by anything. However, in order to become stronger, he pursued real combat and fought in all kinds of wars, so he may have become stronger, but in the end, his swordsmanship could not progress any further. The sword that should have flown freely was bound and bound again by the chains of guilt, so there was no way it could grow properly.

It was Sarah who broke the chain and freed him.

What a person who is stuck and restrained and stopped needs is neither courage nor a helping hand. It is someone they can absolutely trust to make a decision. The reason they stopped like that in the first place is because they do not trust themselves. The fear that they might take the worst path and end up in the worst way is what binds their feet. That is why what they need is neither courage nor a helping hand to push them.

Come on! Go wild! Do whatever you want! If you make a mistake, I’ll stop you, so feel free to do whatever you want!

This is actually the most appropriate prescription for these types. Knowing this, the warrior of infinite regression told the swordsman, ‘If you cross the line, I will stop you even if it means killing you, so don’t worry.’

And it was incredibly effective.

Just by looking at the sword of the blacksmith swinging so freely, it was clear that it was effective, and there was no need to go to the trouble of proving it in this way or that way.

“That’s great!”

Leo was also busy holding the sword of the blacksmith, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

“So you still find that old man’s sword impressive?”

Warrior Sarah turned her head and spoke to the boy who had been secretly watching her.

It was none other than the disciple of the previous swordsman, Ader, whom the warrior Sera had rescued after killing the previous swordsman. As expected of a warrior candidate chosen by the previous swordsman as a promising seed after Sera, who had hidden her skills, he had outstanding talent. And Sera was pushing for the swordsman to be Ader’s new teacher. She thought that having the disciple of the previous swordsman taken care of by the new swordsman would have a symbolic effect in many ways, and she thought that the swordsman was a great teacher with a talent for education.

Aider was being abused by the sword master, which could hardly be called training… But he was so proud of being the sword master’s disciple that he refused to accept Sera’s words…

“… … .”

Just looking at the way he kept his mouth shut, focused all his nerves on the sword of the swordsman, and his eyes sparkling, the warrior Sera knew without even having to confirm that Ader’s rebellion would come to an end.


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