Chapter 219 – Chapter 219- Sword Demon

“Blow some, fuck.”

“Did you notice a lot?”

With the intention of giving Merlin a shot, he threw the hwadu abruptly.

Merlin laughed, and instead acknowledged her own fault as if nothing had happened.

Yes.

Merlin hadn’t released any proper information until now.

Although useful information was handed over, there was no information close to the core.

That alone made it possible to guess that Merlin hadn’t blown all the way down.

Because, in the first place, with that nobleman named Merlin, the evil forces do not plan any important things.

Because it honestly made no sense.

No matter how eccentric and immersed in his own research.

That Merlin was a person who studied my blood and the blood of Areum, and even revived the cursed dragon, Draculea.

He’s crazy, but he’s a smart old man.

The fact that the evil forces that hold that old man as a force did not plan anything.

It was like Hong Ma-dong’s love for the monster.

“Haa, Chuck Dayoon. I made a deal with you.”

I sighed.

Dayoon Cheok’s work.

After Cheok Da-yoon left the battlefield, the health of Darae, who was close to an incurable disease, improved.

This crazy old man must have been involved.

Because Merlin even reproduced the right hand of the phoenix, which Kim Ji-hye had permanently cut off.

“Right.”

And as if my prediction was correct, Merlin meekly vomited an answer.

“What is it?”

“Well, it wasn’t much. Every time we won a war, it was a condition that Chuck Dayun’s younger brother would be restored.”

“How.”

I asked ‘how’ he recovered.

Then Merlin built a mysterious mine.

“Do you want to hear it?”

“Stop talking and tell me quickly.”

After brushing up on Merlin, she vomited something quite shocking.

“They moved the disease.”

“… Yes?”

“They gradually moved the disease. In the first place, the disease that Cheok Darae possessed is an incurable disease like a curse that has been passed down from generation to generation. It is an incurable disease that only affects sword demons and sword-wielding ghosts. There is no other solution.”

“Wait a minute, Chuck Da-yoon carried the bottle?”

I blankly reviewed the situation.

Then Merlin nodded her head, as if something was wrong.

“Then…Then, what happened to Dayoon Chuck?”

“It must be haunted.”

“So, shut up and tell me what the disease is.”

“Clap.”

Merlin stroked her beard.

“How far do you think Chuck Da-yoon’s talent is?”

She almost swears at Merlin’s words, who suddenly bring up a different subject.

She noticed that Merlin’s hollow eyes were more serious than ever, and she answered Merlin’s question.

“It’s good, well. It’s to the point where I’m having a diary with Jihye-noona.”

An unfair gray-white sword that erases even Kim Ji-hye’s magic.

The gray-white sword that Darae used today, Cheok Da-yoon exhaled as if breathing.

When I answered bluntly, Merlin brought up a fact.

“Chuck Darae has a talent that surpasses Chuck Dayoon.”

“…What the hell does that have to do with it.”

“That’s why it’s said that he suffered from an incurable disease called Sword Demon, which can be seen as madness in a way.”

As if Merlin wasn’t having fun, she grinned.

“Did you not notice?”

“What.”

“The fact that Cheokdarae is a woman.”

“……”

By keeping her silent, let her reveal that she knows.

Merlin asked me indirectly.

“Then she would naturally wonder, why Chuck Darae was pretending to be a man.”

I don’t know what the hell this fact has to do with Chuck Da-yoon’s condition with an incurable disease.

It was enough to immediately grab my attention.

“It’s nothing.”

Merlin didn’t procrastinate, she immediately revealed the truth.

“Because Darae Cheok’s father, Junja Cheok, noticed Darae’s talent and made her live as a man from a young age.”

Merlin stroked her beard once, and she continued.

“On the day Chuck Darae grabbed the knife when she was 3 years old, the wrist attendant who allowed her to hold the knife cut off her wrist.”

“… What is that?”

I tried to get her to say something, but Merlin immediately shut her mouth.

“On the day less than a year ago, Chuck Darae cut open the stomach of an instructor teaching swordsmanship. Well, he didn’t die…”

She tried to counter it with nonsense, but Merlin has since added a few more examples.

It was hard to believe, but it’s all gathered together.

Surprisingly, it felt true.

And in fact it must have been true.

“You know what’s funny, the memory of holding the sword and swinging it.

“That he doesn’t remember.”

“That’s right, it’s just that it’s gone cleanly from my brain. It’s made for a very funny situation, guess what?”

A few days ago, a story I shared while drinking with Darae.

When Darae was young, he said that he was alienated from his clan.

And because of some incurable disease, he was said to have suddenly become short of breath or stiff.

Hopefully, that’s all.

Seeing my expression, Merlin seemed to have guessed it, and she laughed.

“That’s right. Chuck Darae thought he was ostracized by his clan, but in reality, the clan was afraid of Chuck Darae and avoided him.”

Merlin said she wasn’t interesting, and her eyes twinkled.

“The true swordsman who appeared in the sword demon clan. Upon facing that appearance, Cheok Jun-ja hid Chuck Darae as his son for the sake of his unfulfilled dreams and desires with his sluggish talent. . When there was no one left, Cheokjunja tried to teach Cheokdarae himself, but the result was…”

Merlin tapped her own hand.

“Because Chuck Dayoon blocked it, I ended up cutting off his wrist. I attached it to him, but from that moment on, Chuck Junja’s sword ended.”

Her head was pounding.

But my reason naturally connected it to the incurable disease, and began to piece together the situation.

Cheok Jun-ja’s anger and Cheok Da-yoon’s defense.

And for Chuck Darae, Chuck Dayoon inherited the mania.

If that’s the case… Then, it coincided that Dayoon Cheok gradually became stronger on the battlefield and Darae Chuck gradually healed.

It was the same with Cheok Jun-ja hating Chuck Darae who cut off his wrist and lost his talent.

Everything, everything fit together like cogs.

“So, going back to the previous question, what do you think Chuck Dayun would have become?”

Rather than me who grasped the whole situation, Merlin asked a question.

“Insanity that came from a destructive talent. How do you think that madness made Chuck Da-yun?”

“……”

“And.”

Merlin went mad.

“Has Cheok Darae’s talent forgotten about Sword Demon completely forgotten? Or… Is he regaining that memory?”

I looked at Merlin, holding her throbbing head.

“From the beginning. Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning?”

“That’s it, isn’t it fun?”

Merlin looked at me with crystal clear eyes.

“At this moment, I have to say it now so that the performance is complete.”

Her whole body’s blood surged, and I almost unwittingly burst into her sorcery.

In the first place, these facts were facts that she would not have been able to hear if she had not been Merlin.

I let go of my anger.

I didn’t think I’d be able to completely conciliate Merlin from the beginning.

Just like how he looks now, that completely turned old man had his own firm beliefs.

That’s why he hadn’t brushed off Merlin for hiding information until now.

Even if I talk anyway, this old man won’t talk.

It was clear that if I told them to call on the evil forces, they would not tell me anything, saying that the performance was still in its infancy.

However, it was too useful to be kicked out of here again.

The dragon words and runes taught to me every day were raising my skills rapidly.

In the end, I was so annoyed that I slapped Merlin on the cheek.

“Hey.”

Squash.

It was an old man attack.

Merlin blinked her eyes and caressed her own cheek, as if he hadn’t expected me to slap her on the cheek.

I hit her on the other side of the cheek again.

“If you’re going to hit, wouldn’t it be better to hit hard?”

Squash.

I silently slapped her on Merlin’s cheek.

A crackling sound erupted from my cheek, which I put in moderately.

As I continued to add the thin wrappers, Merlin gave me a dissatisfied expression.

“You.”

“Hey.”

Squash.

So I slapped Merlin’s cheek for a while.

* *

“Turn it off.”

Morning.

I got up from the sofa and stretched.

After loosening up my strangely soggy body, I recalled what had happened in the dream world.

“… Driving me crazy.”

The truth about the sword demon clan, not knowing what to do.

In order to help Darae, I’m thinking about what choice I should make.

Miho and Areumi’s voices were heard from the kitchen.

“Are you awake, Han Jun-ah?”

“Yes.”

Apart from my troubled mood, hearing Miho’s voice is very lively.

I felt something calming my heart.

Seol-hee stuck her head out in my direction, wondering if she was also helping out in the kitchen.

“Did you sleep well.”

“Thanks to that, the sofa feels more comfortable.”

I shrugged and got up from the sofa.

“The rice is ready, so let’s go eat.”

“OK.”

As usual, when I heard that breakfast was ready, I went to the bathroom out of habit.

Simply wash your face and urinate.

It was my morning routine.

The moment I wiped my face clean and tried to urinate.

I noticed my slightly drooping alter ego.

“… Really?”

Seolhee is here, really?

Incredibly, I stared at my alter ego for a while.

However, no matter how much I looked at it, the alter ego was still slightly drooping.

And the moment came when my doubts were confirmed.

When you sit down at the table to eat breakfast.

It was because Miho and Areumie’s skin was very shiny, and Seolhee, who was sitting next to her, lowered her head as if she was ashamed of something.

“……”

“Is it delicious, Han Jun-ah?”

Looking at Miho, who smirked and widened her red eyes.

I raised the corners of my mouth.

“Ugh… Ugh.”

Sometimes there are truths to hide.

And the next morning.

After vacation, at the breakfast table before going to school.

Seolhee’s face was also shiny like Miho and Ahreum.

In my absence, it seemed like a lot of things were happening.