Chapter 257 – Chapter 257- Secret of the Soul (4)

Dayoon Cheok’s eyes changed.

Those eyes, which were half-red and half-gold, had a clear intent to kill.

Even as I slowly stepped back, Chuck Da-yoon’s eyes fluttered and followed my toes.

‘Go away.’

The fact that Chuck Da-yoon used short words to me with a creepy voice.

As if to inform her of her situation, Dayoon Chuck now was a completely different being from Dayoon Chuck in the afternoon.

Hard.

I heard Chuck Dayoon biting his teeth.

She clutched at her mask, which was shattered in half of her own.

Woo woo-.

A pale light flowed from the mask and covered Dayoon Chuck’s face.

Then, the lifelike eyes of Chuck Da-yoon inside the mask slowly subsided.

However, the eyes of the exposed half of the face were still alive.

“Gulp.”

I involuntarily swallowed my saliva.

That’s why Chuck Dayoon’s appearance was bloody.

At the entrance of the cave, showing off the forged killing skills.

If Chuck Da-yoon, who was holding a sword with a magical light, made up his mind, it was clear that I would be cut with a single knife.

It was a look I could never have imagined from what I saw in the afternoon.

The ‘that’ right now in front of my eyes was enough to cut me down.

Chuck Dayun slowly moved her tiptoe in front of her.

Just by taking one step, I could guess how high Da-yoon Cheok’s level was.

Light, soundless footsteps included the mysterious sound of a sword.

Sereung-.

A magical sword blade reflected in the soft light.

Like a snake flicking its tongue, it was clearly pointing towards me, always illuminating the blade.

That buck

Unknowingly, I took a step back.

Then Chuck Da-yoon followed me as much as I moved.

I stopped walking at some point.

There was no wall behind my back or anything like that.

It was just because I thought there would be no end to avoiding Chuck Dayoon.

“……”

Let’s stop walking and look at Dayoon Cheok.

Chuck Dayoon came right in front of me.

Sereung-.

Cuckolding his sword to the side, Dayun Cheok stared at me.

One pupil suppressed inside the mask, and the other pupil shimmering with death.

Chuck Da-yoon looked at me with a sticky gaze.

He began to slowly slide the sword into the scabbard.

Haha.”

Pushing the sword into the scabbard, Chuck Dayoon let out a painful moan.

Chuck Dayoon’s hand continued to tremble as if he wanted to pull out the sword right away.

Click.

Chuck Da-yun, who pushed the sword into the scabbard, staggered out and walked to the opposite wall.

Thud-.

Chuck Dayoon, who distanced himself from me, collapsed on the wall and whispered quietly.

“I’m sorry.”

Chuck Dayoon falls to his knees, not looking at me.

Whispered again.

“I’m sorry.”

I tried to say I’m fine

Still, Dayoon Cheok’s shimmering eyes glanced at me to look at me.

Seeing him holding onto the handle of his sword.

Stayed silent

It’s better for Chuck Dayun to stay silent than to speak out here.

Because I instinctively noticed.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Chuck Dayoon’s hands trembled, as if he wanted to somehow get his hands off the sword.

Against Chuck Dayoon’s will, Chuck Dayoon couldn’t take his hand off the handle.

So Chuck Dayoon kept whispering to me that he was sorry.

I watched it silently, and at some point I fell asleep in a dreamy energy.

* *

As I fell asleep, I started dreaming.

It’s been a while.

It’s not always a dream, it’s not meeting Merlin and Hongma-dong in the realm of a drunkard.

Real dream.

I blankly stared at my dream.

From time immemorial, I had a clear awareness of dreaming.

The way I perceive dreams has always been the same.

Looking down from the air, peeking through someone’s eyes, or looking at myself.

Going through a point of chaos, I realized that this place was a dream.

This time too.

Looking at a certain space, suddenly being sucked into someone’s gaze.

I recognized that this place was a dream.

“… Right?”

And as soon as I was sucked into someone’s point of view, a woman next to him started talking.

It was a question that was cut in the front part.

The person I lived in nodded silently, as if understanding.

“Right.”

“So, I knew it would be.”

Someone I nested in glanced at the woman sitting next to her.

Shiny black hair down to her waist.

Soft eyes and a sharp nose.

Above all, her brightly smiling face suited her well, and she was smiling brightly as she looked this way.

As if facing that smile was burdensome, my vision shifted slightly to the side.

But even so, someone continued to glance at the woman next to them.

Every time I saw it, the woman smiled warmly at someone.

It was borrowing someone else’s view, but it was such an attractive smile that I could feel the warmth even to me.

Curry.

From below, I heard the voices of children.

“Let’s go.”

The dark-haired woman reached out her hand towards me.

Someone looked at her, her hand, and stretched out her own hand.

“Okay.”

Only then did I realize what kind of person the person I was living with was.

Chuck Dayoon.

The hand with the trace of holding the sword, the red hair that sometimes rustles at the end of the field of view, and her voice.

It must have been Chuck Dayoon.

That time when I wondered why this figure was drawn from my dreams.

Suddenly my point of view was distorted.

After the point of view suddenly changed, what I faced was a completely different look from before.

“Da Yoon.”

She had a beautiful smile and was smiling at me.

But unlike before, blood was pouring out of her mouth.

“Sorry.”

In my field of vision I could see the sword pierced through her stomach.

Saaaaa-.

The magical sword I saw in the cave.

He drank the blood dripping from the sword, and his magical light shined even more.

Moved to Chuck Da-yun’s point of view again, I was embarrassed, but focused on the words the woman said in front of me.

“Dayun-ah, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, so… Please.”

Even as her face contorted in her pain, she did not lose her smile.

“Don’t feel guilty.”

Seruk.

Leaving her words behind, the woman collapsed to the floor.

Whoa-!

The black that drank the woman’s blood radiated light in all directions.

Chuck Dayoon raised his sword.

The reflection of Chuck Da-yoon on the sharp blade entered me.

Chuck Da-yoon was crying in a daze.

Without making any expression, she picked up some papers lying in front of her desk as her tears were dripping.

“Miss!”

Rattle.

Then someone burst open the door and came in.

Someone who met her eyes with Chuck Dayoon saw the woman lying on the floor, and she used the spell without hesitation.

Shadow magic.

Only then did I realize who the woman from before was.

The second disciple her father had hidden because she had the keyword ‘regeneration’.

Below.

I was now watching the moment Chuck Dayoon killed Lee Ha Na as her dream.

Chuck Dayun cut the shadow spell that flew at her and burned the papers in her hand.

After burning her papers, Dayun Chuck looked at the Hahoe mask hanging in her room.

Picking up the now half-broken mask, Chuck Da-yun put it on her face.

I cut the ceiling with my sword and jumped high.

Seo Eok-.

In Cheok Dayoon’s field of vision, floating in the air, he saw the members of the shadow family flocking this way.

A few familiar faces caught my eye.

Among them, Kim Ji-hye, who was young due to the Siha-il system, came in the best way.

Kim Ji-hye ran towards her at breakneck speed. She looked at Lee Ha-na in her direction and then at Chuck Da-yun.

And I was able to face Kim Ji-hye’s face, which I had never seen before.

Anger.

Kim Ji-hye’s face, which was only made up of anger, was distorted.

Chuck Da-yoon looked at her face calmly, then kicked off the air and disappeared.

So my dream is over.

* *

Flash.

I opened my eyes.

“What…?”

As I was idly thinking about the dream I had just had, a butterfly fluttered away from my chest.

It was a vivid dream that I remember vividly.

As I was thinking of Kim Ji-hye, distorted like a demon, Chuck Da-yoon appeared from the inside.

“……”

As if breakfast had been prepared, Chuck Dayoon was holding a large pot just like yesterday.

Teouk.

Chuck Dayoon put the pot down on the floor and handed me the bowl.

“I’ll listen.”

“Yes.”

I moved my body, still feeling the pain, and handed over the bowl.

As I was swallowing something thick and transparent today, Chuck Dayoon slowly spoke to me.

“You.”

“Yes?”

“Are you not talking about yesterday?”

Madness called Swordma.

At Chuck Dayoon’s words, why didn’t you ask about the mania?

I answered calmly.

“I’m afraid you don’t want to talk about that.”

Chuck Da-yoon stopped moving at my words and smiled bitterly.

“… Thank you.”

Actually, I wanted to ask.

How far has madness progressed, and why is the mask broken?

But if I asked about these details here, I would naturally distance myself from Chuck Dayoon.

I was intuition in the middle of the day.

I’ve felt it since yesterday, but Cheok Da-yoon’s attitude now is halfway detached.

Cheok Da-yun, who is hiding a secret, but even looks liberated.

Even if it wasn’t madness, it looked dangerous enough.

So I decided to ask the basics first.

“Instead, can I ask you something?”

Chuck Dayoon nodded his head slightly.

“Where are you?”

“It’s a soul mystery.”

“Not that.”

Like yesterday, I asked Chuck Dayoon, who only told me the name of this place, once again.

“What kind of place is this mysterious place of the soul?”

A shadow fiend that appeared at night.

The fact that something that only appeared in dungeons was walking openly meant that this place was not an ordinary place.