Chapter 325 – Gaiden – The Strongest Sword

Large training grounds.

On the solid ground, two figures pointed their swords at each other.

The two of them, with eyes like the setting sun, half-red and half-gold, calmly cheered each other up.

Swoop-.

Toes moved.

It was the exact opposite movement, as identical as the pupil of the eye.

Even the tips of the two swords, which descended minutely as they circulated in a clockwise direction and explored, resembled each other.

The biggest difference between the two was the shape of their hair.

One had a bunch of hair tied back like a horsetail, and the other had red hair hanging down to his waist.

It took only a moment for the two of them to move as they searched for each other.

The moment one foot stopped, not knowing who came first.

The two rushed at each other at the same time.

Jjaeok-!

Sword and sword clashed in the air.

Not a metallic sound, but a dull hitting sound.

It was natural since they used wooden swords for the purpose of training.

The sound of the wooden swords clashing was too heavy for an ordinary sparring.

Moreover, as if the sound of their first encounter was just the beginning, a sound erupted incessantly.

Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-!

Without an inch of space, the sound that resonated in the air made me guess what swordsmanship the two possessed.

Double swordsmanship.

Normally, I would hold the sword with both hands, or use the dual sword technique with a small sword in one hand.

These two were different.

He was holding a two-handed sword with each hand.

It was a method that could be considered inefficient, but if you saw it now, no one would be able to throw up.

A demon possessed by a sword, a sword demon.

It was foolish to discuss the sword for a family born with a destiny that would only see the extreme.

With one hand, the skill of the sword that others use with both hands.

Confident that they can cut anything, the two ghosts wielding unique twin swordsmanship asked each other.

Of the confidence that each other has, who is arrogant?

Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-! Jjaeok-!

Like red hair, they were both wearing red improved hanbok.

Every time the sword was swung, the hem of the applicator fluttered.

To an ordinary person, it looked like a red butterfly dancing.

The sword he wielded was invisible, and there was only fluttering hair and applicator.

However, the views of the two actually wielding the sword were different.

Swords rubbing against each other, each other’s eyes visible through the cracks where the applicator scatters.

Although it was an immediate situation, the two eyes focused on each other enough to feel slow.

Flash.

Where each other’s eyes are looking, and where the next sword point will be.

Prediction and deception ensued in an instant, and the ensuing sword attack proved the result.

Awesome-.

Wooden swords facing each other in the middle.

Before I even heard a cracking sound, not a dull sound.

Confirming that the sword was broken by the feeling in their hands, the two of them stopped abruptly.

“It’s a draw today, sister.”

“It can’t be helped.”

Throwing the broken wooden sword to the floor, the two smiled.

And as a courtesy to the match, they held each other’s hands as they swung their swords.

“I have to catch up quickly.”

Chuk Da-rae and Kang Han-joon’s daughter, Kang Da-un, muttered a pity.

He forgot how many times he fought at some point, but she clearly remembered that he had lost 10 more times.

Then, as if Dain Kang, the daughter of Dayoon Chuck and Kang Joon Kang, hadn’t even started, she smiled.

“It’s still a long way to catch up with me, isn’t it?”

“That’s because my sister was born a year earlier than me.”

“If it’s unfair, I was born early.”

“Profit.”

A normal conversation between the sisters took place, and the two sat down on the training ground.

“Whoa.”

Clear beads of sweat dripping down the white neckline, perhaps because of the heat of Dalian just before.

Of course, the heat was also felt inside the body, so the two naturally took off their shirts.

The bodies of the two who entered the sorcery and ghost academy were in the midst of maturing.

Proof of that was the bandage wrapped around the chest of the two.

Perhaps the characteristic of the sword demon clan, the mound that rises convexly above the bandages wrapped around each other.

Kang Down, who was wiping her smooth armpits with a towel, suddenly noticed her own breasts and turned her head to her side.

Kang Da-in’s bandage is inflated as if it is going to pop out.

Down Kang, stroking her own breasts with her hands, glared at her own sister.

Kang Da-in also scratched her cheeks as if she had noticed where Kang Down’s gaze was heading.

“Why is your sister so tall?”

She obviously ate the same way and trained the same way.

No matter how much you say you were born a year earlier, even if you are given a year of time.

Kang Da-un could be sure that he would not grow up like that.

Kang Da-in pondered, and answered in an awkward tone.

“Maybe it’s just…Heredity?”

“…”

At those words, Kang Daun was silent.

As they are the children of Cheok Darae and Cheok Dayoon, they looked exactly alike.

A little more raised eyes, Cheok Da-rae, a cat dealer, and Chuck Da-yoon, a dog dealer compared to him.

But not only the appearance, but also the fact that the body is the same.

Kang Da-un could not deny it.

“Don’t be too heartbroken, sometimes it’s just uncomfortable. Walking or swinging a sword.”

Back.

Seeing Kang Da-in instinctively gripping the sword, Kang Da-in was silent.

It was then.

“Guys~.”

Someone calling them both in a kind voice.

Of course, knowing who it was, the two turned their heads toward it without thinking about hiding their defenseless upper bodies.

Ash gray braided hair.

Yui Kang, the daughter of Han Yuu, with a kind smile like a kind voice, was approaching them with a large basket.

The eyes of the two, who were staring blankly at Yui Kang, instinctively moved to one side.

A part of the body that shakes overwhelmingly even though it is running lightly.

Just like Han Yuu, who boasts overwhelming breasts among female gins, it was Kang Yui, who boasted overwhelming breasts among her children.

“”…””

Let’s be silent and look at Yui Kang’s chest.

Kang Yoo-yi, who approached at some point, smiled brightly and asked the two of them.

“I brought snacks, guys. But… What’s the mood like? What did you just say?”

“”…””

Silent sister.

However, their eyes turned to her own chest, and Jiang Yui saw her sweaty bandage on her chest and smiled strangely at her.

“Ah, this?

Like Yui Kang, who was the most discerning among her children, she immediately noticed the topic of the previous conversation and responded.

Then Da-in Kang thought to herself that she was just getting in the way.

‘Was it like this?’

It was only now that I realized that it was a deception.

Seeing Kang Yoo-yi shaking her chest with her hand saying “Eight, Eight” With her proudly, she unknowingly grabbed her sword.

Kang Yui chuckled when she saw the sword demon sister clutching her sword in the same way.

“Anyway, everyone worked hard, it’s time to rest. Have a snack.”

Yui Kang opened her basket.

What was put in the basket was milk and cookies.

Knowing Kang Yui’s cooking skills, the two accepted the favor without hesitation.

Odok, Odok.

Kang Da-in and Kang Da-in biting into a soft cookie and drinking milk in one gulp.

Kang Yoo-yi stared at them as they gulped down the savory milk that had come into their thirsty car.

Slightly curved eyes and deep scarlet eyes.

The two, who were intoxicated by the sweet and savory taste of milk, stopped abruptly as they met their eyes.

“Ah… Isn’t it?”

Information previously heard in dark conversations between sisters.

The two, who knew the identity of the mysterious milk that was born from the cow king clan, asked Yui Kang in a hint.

“… Isn’t it?”

Then Kang Yui still couldn’t erase her smile, and she was silent.

Kang Yoo-yi’s expression and strange silence are impossible to read.

“Ah… Isn’t it?”

In the end, she asked again, and then Kang Yuyi gave her a small smile and answered.

“I don’t know what you’re asking, but plain milk, of course.”

“Uh… Umm, I guess so.”

Gulp, gulp.

Only then did Kang Da-in and Kang Da-in drink milk again.

But for some reason, the speed at which the two of them drank milk was significantly reduced compared to before.

Yui Kang, who watched the two of them awkwardly empty the milk, took another from her basket.

“Da-in, Down-ah, today is the day you sleep with your dad.”

“Why?”

Kang Da-in and Kang Da-in gave slightly sharp answers.

Kang Kang-joon visits the clan once in a while and spends a day together.

No matter how close the sisters are, this day was the day that the clan monopolized Kang Han-joon.

Naturally, the two were wary of Kang Yui.

But Yui Kang, as if it was no big deal, took out a glass bottle of milk from the basket.

“Oh, just today, good quality milk came out. Before the freshness runs out, I’d like to give you some. Can you deliver it?”

A heart-shaped string decorated on the lid of a glass bottle.

And milk in a glass bottle that looks slightly more viscous.

Kang Da-in and Kang Da-in had no choice but to look at Kang Yoo-yi once again with suspicious eyes.

“Isn’t it?”

“Of course not.”

Kang Yoo-yi denies this time again with a smile.

After all, she accepts the milk.

Yui Kang added one more thing.

“Isn’t it…?”

Call.

Kang Da-in and Kang Da-in glared at Kang Yui.

Kang Yoo-yi then burst into laughter as if the reaction was amusing.

“Whoop whoop.”

But she still didn’t say no.

No matter what she said here, she was Kang Yui who would definitely make fun of her.

The sisters decided to just trust the contents of the glass jar.

After such a bout of notice, the peaceful time came again.

Odok, Odok.

As if he suddenly remembered Kang Da-un, who was eating a cookie, he murmured.

“What kind of training are your father and mother doing right now?”

“I know.”

Curious about Kang Da-in, he nodded her head the same way.

Kang Yui, who had been listening to this in silence, asked the two of them.

“Are you training?”

“Oh, don’t you know? When I meet my father and mother, we always train with the three of us until evening.”

“Yeah, he said it’s a level we shouldn’t see yet. It’s a pity so far, but we’re training by ourselves. The goal is to go up to a level where we train with our mother and father.”

“Ah… I can’t.”

Then Kang Yoo-yi’s relaxed expression collapsed.

“Why?”

The question of Chuck Dine and Chuck Down immediately asks why.

However, Kang Yui could not answer this question.

“Ah… No, there is such a thing.”

Until the end, Kang Yui couldn’t answer.

And at the same time, Chuck Da-yoon and Chuck Dar-rae were holding onto the sword and training as Kang Da-in and Kang Da-un said.

Casting, casting.

Like a habit, Chuck Dayoon and Chuck Darae’s hands were fiddling with the same sword.

As the sword grew larger, the two moved their hands faster, probably feeling a sense of competition.

A fierce battle, a growing sword.

And Kang Kang-jun, the original owner of the sword, groaned silently.