Chapter 268 – Chapter 268- Secret of the Soul (15)

Jump up.

I got up.

“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”

Was it because I was in a vivid dream that seemed to be happening right in front of my eyes?

In the face of the sudden reality, I struggled to breathe without realizing it.

Take a deep breath and naturally look down at your chest.

Softly.

A blue butterfly attached to his chest flew away.

I don’t know if it was once or twice, but that butterfly was always present every time I woke up from a dream.

“There.”

Unknowingly, I spoke to the butterfly.

When I asked Cheok Dayoon where the souls nestled in the unexplored land of the soul exist.

Chuck Dayoon said:

‘It’s spread all over the place. Some entrust their souls to the grass and flowers here, or they hide in birds. They roam freely.’

Thinking just in case, I stared at the fluttering butterflies.

The butterfly fluttered away without any reaction.

I sighed when I saw a butterfly mingling with the group and shedding a transparent and mysterious light.

Is it a coincidence too?

It could have been that I was just sitting there every day because I liked my chest.

I sighed with regret and looked around the cave.

Tweed, tweed.

The sound of birds outside, and the light of the sun pouring in very lightly.

Apparently I woke up early in the morning.

When I looked around to see where Chuck Dayoon was, he was crouching far away from me.

“……”

As I approached, I heard faint breathing.

Apparently, last night, we took measures to contain the Shadow Fiends here.

He seemed to have fallen asleep in a fit of madness.

Evidence could be seen by looking at the wall above the place where Cheokdarae crouched.

Bloodstains.

The bloodstains on the wall stretched out and the traces of blood that remained on Dayoon Cheok’s fingertips even though the wound had already healed.

I could imagine how much pain Chuck Dayoon was in.

Besides, Chuck Dayoon was worried that he might grab the sword in his sleep.

Both of his wrists were bound with cloth.

Thanks to that, Dayoon Chuck fell asleep curled up.

Because, to hold the sword with both wrists wrapped in cloth.

It was because I had to bend over.

Watching my fingertips approaching the handle of the sword, I felt that my madness was getting worse.

It’s only been about a week and a half since I came here.

In the meantime, Chuck Da-yoon’s behavior, which had been overcome by mania, was noticeably deteriorating.

That’s what it looked like when I was asleep right now.

Even though it was three days ago, Chuck Dayoon was watching me at this time.

But the day before yesterday, he suddenly came into the cave and passed out.

Yesterday, mixing the sword with the arrow, the madness deepened.

I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Chuck Dayoon’s current appearance, to the point of despair.

I silently watched the oddly shaped grass next to Dayoon Cheok.

The ingredient for the porridge was the grass I went to find yesterday.

Possibly to convey the message not to go out, there were grass and the body of a dead rabbit next to Dayoon Cheok.

Even in the midst of madness, Chuck Da-yun saved these things to the end.

In an instant, his heart sank.

After looking down at Chuck Dayoon, who was sleeping peacefully, I carefully picked up the grass and rabbit.

Fade.

If there was a loud noise, Chuck Da-yoon, who is so sensitive, would surely open his eyes soon.

Fortunately, Dayun Chuck didn’t wake up while I picked up the grass and the rabbit in my hands.

I muffled my voice and slowly entered the cave.

The now somewhat familiar, rugged kitchen caught my eye.

A furnace that seemed to have been carved with a knife, wooden ladles and various seasonings.

No matter how long I had been living here, Chuck Dayoon’s hand stains were everywhere.

“Whoa.”

After I put the ingredients on the cutting board, I simply thought of today’s dish.

The decision came quickly.

It was the porridge that was good for recuperation and the seasoned grilled rabbit.

I took out the bankruptcy sword from my bosom and cut off the flowers hanging from the ends of the grass.

I’d caught Chuck Dayun cooking a few times, so he knew how.

After crushing the flowers with the back of the bankruptcy sword, he tossed the flowers into the pot.

By the time the bitter smell came up, I tried eating it with a ladle.

“Ouch.”

Fishy and bitter.

The porridge I ate was right.

In addition, I poured in seasonings at will.

“Slurp.”

Then it tasted much better.

Jaggle, Jaggle.

The porridge was cooked, and the grilled rabbit cooked next to it was also roughly finished.

After stabbing it with a bankrupt knife and checking the degree of cooking of the meat, I tried to smear the seasoning in the poison.

“… Not.”

It looked better to just season it my way rather than Chuck Dayoon’s special seasoning, so I seasoned everything with seasoning.

Once I tasted it, I was amazed at how delicious it was.

After all, it wasn’t a matter of ingredients, it was that Chuck Dayun’s cooking was wrong.

As soon as the dishes were finished, I decided to have a simple meal here.

If I had taken the food over there, would Chuck Dayoon have woken up at the smell of the food?

“Jjeup, jjeop.”

After eating proper food for the first time in a while, I realized that my long stay was not in vain.

After finishing my meal like that, I stared at the pot filled with porridge.

A porridge that increases recovery.

If you consume more than a certain amount, this porridge, which will be attacked by soma, was the most necessary food for Chuck Dayun right now.

Thinking of Chuck Da-yoon, who seemed to be in a bad state at first sight, eating this porridge, a thought came to my mind without realizing it.

“It’s kind of like that.”

If anyone else had heard this thought, it would have been terrifying.

“……”

However, no matter how you think about it, it was good for Chuck Dayoon’s health.

Swoop.

After a few minutes of deliberation, I finally decided to go with my thoughts.

It wasn’t a strange purpose at all.

This porridge, which gradually restores energy, is a combination of yin and yang energy.

Even if a little bit of yang energy was added to it, it would surely be biased towards yang energy and be reborn as a new special potion.

I felt it a little bit, but it was me who saw through all the energy through a twist.

I was somewhat certain.

Squeak.

I took off my pants and moved my hand.

Tuck, Tuck, Tuck, Tuck.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been doing it alone, so it took some time.

Instead of a pot, Chuck Dayoon added Yanggi to a separate bowl to eat.

Let’s mix it perfectly without noticing it.

A special drug that was much better than I expected was born.

“Wow.”

Gently raise your spirits, let’s see the energy in the pot.

It was revealed that the porridge was overflowing with Yang.

The porridge, which was mixed with yang and yin, became the perfect yang qi porridge after mixing with my yang.

This was on the level of an elixir.

If you can feel ‘the taste’, let’s add a little more seasoning.

“Kuruk.”

A small red bird appeared behind me.

Tilt.

It bent its head cutely and was staring at my bowl of seasoning.

“Daddy, go away.”

I got goosebumps.

If that bird were to eat this from the bowl, he might be overcome with a sense of shame.

Be wary of birds, and cut the grilled rabbit meat neatly.

Fudduk.

Suddenly a bird flew behind me.

“Aaaaagh!”

I was startled, and involuntarily took a step back.

The bird that flew to me was not the same bird as before.

Obviously, the bird with the same red feathers was hit, but the bird that was flapping behind me was dozens of times bigger.

Whiik.

As if familiar, the bird caught the fish with its beak and claws and flew out of the cave with a neat flight.

Having stolen my food in vain, I fell to my knees.

“Fuck… It seems.”

Filled with frustration, I pulled my pants down again.

It was because the effect had already been confirmed, and there was no way to quit.

* *

“Kook.”

A familiar bird sound.

Flash

Cheok Darae, who was floundering in a shallow consciousness, immediately opened his eyes.

“… Um.”

Waking up on a tree, Chuck Darae blankly watched the sword in his hand.

I didn’t even make a hiding place yesterday.

During the night, I searched for a shadow fiend roaming somewhere and cut it down.

I don’t know why, but the Shadow Fiend here was different from the Shadow Fiend outside.

Not in terms of using witchcraft or witchcraft.

Just by killing them, he could definitely feel that his skills were improving.

The result of slicing swords with Dayoon Cheok yesterday and cutting dozens of shadow fiends through the night.

It was unbelievable that he had mastered it in one day.

Is that why?

He seemed to have fallen asleep without even thinking about putting the sword into the scabbard.

Koo Woo-wook.

The feel of the handle of the sword in my hand felt comfortable.

At the same time, he thought of his close friend ‘Kang Han-jun’, who must have been kidnapped by Chuck Da-yoon.

The scene was still clearly visible on my retina.

Kang Kang-joon, innocent of any crime, was kidnapped by Chuck Da-yoon.

The appearance of Kang Kang-jun, who was staring at himself with sad eyes.

Having helplessly allowed Chuck Dayoon another kidnapping, he hated himself.

Sereung.

As if representing Cheok Darae’s heart, the blade coolly cut through the air.

“Kook.”

However, at the sound of a bird’s cry coming from below, Chuck Darae reluctantly pushed the sword into the scabbard.

Teouk.

Chuck Da-rae, who swiftly jumped from the tree, looked at the food brought by the bird.

Porridge and seasoned rabbit meat.

It’s tasteless, but it’s food that helps with recovery.

With a small gesture, Chuckdarae thanked the bird for bringing breakfast every time.

“Thank you.”

And Chuckdarae picked up the rabbit meat.

Cheokdarae’s habit of eating something delicious later was also applied here.

The stone-like rabbit meat was worse than the bitter porridge.

Between her molars, she chewed on the tough meat, anticipating the sound she heard.

However.

Kuuk.

The meat was chewed so tenderly.

“…?”

I realized it only after eating two more hastily.

That this rabbit meat is delicious.

“Kook.”

The bird tilted its head.

Chuck Darae was proud of the bird that suddenly learned to cook, and praised it.

“Nice job.”

After eating the meat, Cheokdarae slowly lifted the porridge.

I used to have some expectations, but I expected that the bitter and fishy taste would not change.

Gulp.

As soon as I took a sip of the porridge, I could see that the bowl was empty before I knew it.

“Huh…!”

It tasted heavenly.

I felt the bitter taste, but there was a more sweet taste.

Admired by the taste he had never felt before, Cheokdarae trembled.

And that wasn’t all.

The dead, who used to restore her energy little by little, were filling her own energy at a tremendous speed.

At the effect of the porridge, which was no different from an elixir, Cheokdarae looked at the bird.

At the gaze asking how the hell he made it, the bird just cried ‘Kook’.

Chuck Darae, who was looking down at the empty bowl with regret, licked the bowl with his tongue.

Without realizing it, the Sword Demon sisters were becoming addicted to someone’s stamina.