Chapter 273 – Chapter 273- Secret of the Soul (20)

Sabak.

I heard someone’s footsteps.

Intense gaze.

I felt someone’s intense gaze momentarily grabbing the air, so Chuck Dayoon and I simultaneously turned our heads toward the footsteps.

Darae was standing there.

Darae, who was holding a sword in both hands, blankly watched the two of us.

I get a peek into Chuck Da-yoon’s past, and I weep bitterly while swallowing tears.

Chuck Da-yoon, who was fiddling with my lower body to get rid of my madness.

It was obvious how this would look to Darae.

It was Chuck Da-yoon who even kidnapped me.

Like that, Chuck Da-yoon is massaging my lower body, and I’m holding back my tears and spitting out wails.

In Darae’s eyes, it would have looked like I was being raped.

The eyes of Darae, who had been watching this in a daze, burned.

At the same time as the eyes mixed with vermilion and gold shimmered, Darae roared.

“Chuck da woo woo woo woo woo!”

A thick gray-white sword rose from the blade of the sword held in Darae’s hands.

Woo-woo-!

Modeled after the sun and moon, it is a combination of the Iljang Sword and the Moonlight Sword.

Unlike Taijiquan, the grayish-white sword that could slash everything by mixing yin and yang chaotically let out a cry.

“Mmm… Crazy.”

I swallowed in vain.

I expected that Darae’s skills would go up exponentially because the madness had gone over to some extent.

Looking at that sword skill that has grown 1.5 times compared to the previous confrontation with Chuck Dayoon.

I involuntarily got goosebumps.

Chuck Dayoon, who had been grabbing my food, reflexively reached for his knife, which was hanging from his waist.

“Do not do that!”

I immediately stopped Chuck Dayoon’s actions.

It was Chuck Da-yoon, who was already suffering from madness.

Just wielding a knife every night, it hurts because you can’t control yourself.

If he grabbed the knife now, it was obvious what the aftermath would be.

“You.”

Despite my persuasion, Chuck Dayun’s fingertips were slowly moving towards his handle.

“Darae in her current state, it will be difficult… Difficult.”

Rippling

Cheok Da-yoon’s eyes were burning like talons.

Of course, it was correct to try to grab the sword to stop the darae.

Beyond Cheok Da-yoon’s eyes, there was a sense of selfishness that could not be hidden.

Perhaps the exacerbated mania was whispering to him not to miss this opportunity to clash swords.

I couldn’t let Chuck Da-yoon draw the sword even more, so I immediately struck.

By running out to Darae right away, before Chuck Dayoon even tried to step out.

“Daraeya!”

“Hanjun!”

Darae opened a distorted face as he saw me running towards him.

“Quickly, come behind me!”

At Darae’s words to hurry up and hide behind him, I shook my head.

“No, stop for now. Stop.”

“What… Are you talking about?”

Darae’s face stiffened.

“Your sister, Chuck Da-yoon did nothing wrong. So.”

“Hanjun.”

Darae’s face suddenly changed to expressionless.

“What nonsense is that?”

Whoa-!

The gray-white sword was thrown away sharply.

Rather than increasing its size, the greyish-white sword that spewed out even greater vibrations as if compressed.

It was terribly menacing.

“Hanjun, 3 days ago. I don’t remember. In front of the two of us, Chuck Da-yoon kidnapped you again. But why the hell are you taking that woman’s side?”

“3… 3 days ago? Oh, no way… Did you pass out for two days?”

Is it because he was stabbed in the back of the head by Chuck Dayoon, or is it because he has been peeping at the long past?

She thought she had passed out for a day, but through her hair she realized that she had passed out for two days.

“No way.”

Hearing my self-talk, Darae muttered in a low, subdued voice.

“Have you been bothered by that woman and passed out for two days?”

“Ah… No, that’s absolutely not the case.”

Darae didn’t say anything.

All I could do was stare at my yangmul, who was standing still, and Cheok Dayoon, who was soaking wet in the pond.

“Hanjun.”

“Uh… Huh?”

“I know that.”

Darae raised the tip of her lowered sword.

“It’s called Stockholm Syndrome, and there are symptoms or phenomena of being assimilated into criminals.”

“I’m not like that. Seriously, your sister assures you, it’s so good…”

“Hanjun, I tried every night to find you.”

Sereung-.

Darae’s sword pointed at me.

“It annoys me… That you side with that woman, not me. But, I understand.”

Whoa-!

The grayish black air was compressed into two or three layers.

“Everything is because of Chuck Dayoon.”

Darae seemed to give up on explaining to me and try to subdue it with force.

“Damn…!”

Things took a nasty twist.

Even if he just came here, Darae would show his hostility to Dayoon Cheok.

Darae saw the situation where I was wailing and Da-yoon Cheok was scanning my cock.

It was close to impossible to convince with words.

I felt like a hostage taker who sincerely joined the criminal in the image I would see in Darae.

Even though he was kidnapped in the battlefield and kidnapped in front of his eyes in the unexplored region of the soul.

Because I was always on the side of Chuck Dayoon.

But… But, the real Chuck Da-yoon was just a filthy good monster.

When I took the composition to confront Darae, Darae whispered to me with cool eyes.

“It will hurt a little.”

Whoa-!

If I was cut by that sword, it would hurt a lot, not just a little bit.

I didn’t back down, I fought back.

“You look too hot, so I’ll just cool your head.”

Dig-.

As soon as I finished my words, the new model of Darae disappeared.

At the same time as the grass under the feet of the darae was rustling, the darae existed in front of my eyes.

I read the arrow’s movement not with sight, but with the flow of energy.

Card deuddeuk-!

A strange sound erupted.

It was a cacophony created by forcibly mixing yin and yang, even if it was a gray-white sword that cut through everything.

He couldn’t cut through his father’s legacy, the bankruptcy sword.

“…?!”

However, the bankruptcy sword could be scraped off.

The surface of the bankruptcy sword facing the sword was gradually being gnawed away.

The problem was not only that.

There was only one sword skill that I blocked.

What it meant was that the sisters of the Sword Demon Clan both use twin swords.

Wickedness-.

A clear sound pierced the air in my ears.

As if to write a congratulatory note, a fake landing point was set in the air.

As soon as I slammed my body back with the payroll law, Darae’s sword cut through my landing site at a speed that was frighteningly fast.

Fortunately, it was the back of the sword that was not wrapped around the black gray-white sword of the darae that split the landing point.

It was a blow from the back rather than a blade, but it seemed like I would pass out for a day or so.

“Your skills have improved, Hanjun.”

Darae gave me a compliment with low sunken eyes.

I also gave Darae a compliment.

“You, too, have improved a lot.”

As much as Darae raised his sword skills with madness.

I, too, bring the imagery world of reversal into reality through phased phenomena.

Having broken my limits once, my sorcery skills have grown even further.

“……”

Darae, who had been observing my appearance without saying a word, suddenly lowered her gaze.

As I wondered why, Darae told me.

“At least put on the scales.”

Only then did I know why Darae turned his gaze to the floor.

Clumsy.

Until just a moment ago, there was nothing hanging over my lower body that was being touched by Dayoon Chuck.

My erection was gradually released, and my place was shaking vigorously.

“… Okay.”

I was also very embarrassed, I tried to cover it up with scales.

Realizing that this was a good opportunity, I immediately attacked Darae by surprise.

“B… Cowardly!”

Perhaps shocked to have been betrayed by me, Darae quickly swung his sword with his cheeks blushing.

Seoeok-!

Gray-white black air split the magic I fired.

It was like a bankruptcy sword in a way.

Witchcraft or sorcery.

Whatever it was, I could cut through everything.

However, the spell I had just cast was just a bait that I had intentionally thrown at him to split him apart.

From the incantation that Darae split, letters came out.

Rune.

Another mystery that can depict witchcraft with only letters has transformed witchcraft.

Transformed magic is Chukji.

And by reversing the axis, I moved the arrow in front of me.

Hu-wook-.

Reversing the axis quite roughly, even though my sense of balance must have been twisted.

Darae swung his sword at me as if he had waited.

But no matter how hard it was, I had no choice but to be pushed back by me, who had prepared from the beginning.

Awesome-.

As if waiting, the coldness came over me.

In that state, I imitate Kim Cha-ryeok’s Heliosphere.

As he stretched out his fist of reversed cold air, Darae hurriedly swung his sword.

Whoa-!

Gray-white black air erased all the cold air that froze the surroundings.

And maybe it was because of excitement at the moment, the gray-white blade of Darae was clearly approaching my abdomen.

“…?!”

Darae was perplexed.

But I didn’t care.

Just like Darae wields a double sword, I had both hands.

Cadeuk-!

His right hand grabbed Darae’s sword.

Even if I assimilated the power of the bankrupt sword with harmony, the blade of Darae pierced my skin.

The right hand containing ‘regeneration’ was immediately restored.

Darae, who confirmed my appearance like this, changed his attitude to the point of being bloody.

Heading towards the fist approaching him, he struck down his sword.

However, it was not difficult to subdue Darae, who had already lost his sense of direction and had one side of his sword tied.

“Reverse”

I reversed the gray-white sword and returned it to yin and yang.

I couldn’t get rid of all the accumulated sword energy, but it was enough to pierce it.

Jjaeok-!

My right fist hit Darae’s stomach.

“Suck.”

Darae held his breath for a moment and endured the pain.

Then Chuck Da-yoon came up behind him and hit his neck with the blade of his hand.

He fell helplessly to the floor.