Solo Swordmaster Chapter 844

#844. Can I give you just one piece of advice?

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Koo-goo-goo-goo.

[…what could this be, chief?]

“I’m sure it’s something I’ve been worried about.”

Limon clicked his tongue.

The aftermath of the fight between the reincarnated monarch and the three princesses shook the entire sword.

Among those who felt it, of course, Limon was included along with the two princesses of the parallel world.

Of course, since most of my senses were obscured by the fog, I couldn’t tell exactly who was fighting.

But that was enough.

That’s not enough for him to judge the seriousness of the situation.

‘At least the level of a sword master.’

The barrier of the sword gun is at a level that is not inferior to the three major magics of the Silver Age.

How fierce a fight would have to be to shake the entire barrier.

Limon, who could roughly guess it, naturally had no choice but to worry about the princesses who were fighting this battle.

It is all the more in that there is an unpleasant energy mixed in the shock.

‘Is that Vlad the guy? Or the remaining monarch in the World Federation?’

Similar to black magic.

It resembles the energy of a demon god.

However, chasing the source of that much fiercer and stronger demonic energy with senses.

Limon asked quietly.

“Do you two have any guesses?”

“…Seeing you say that, it seems that you don’t have anyone to guess.”

“I’ve killed most of the guys who use this nasty power.”

“Is that so…?”

If I had heard this from someone else, I would have asked what I thought of my life.

Why do I want to admire what this man is saying?

While the short-haired Blue Dragon Princess made a complicated expression.

The long-haired Red Dragon Princess answered Limon’s question.

“If the owner of this aura is from our world, it must be the returning monarch.”

[uh? Have you ever fought the regressor?]

“No.”

[…But why do you think so?]

“If it’s another monarch, no matter how many people gather, you won’t be able to exude this much energy.”

[It’s called the elimination method.]

While Yuna-kyung nodded.

Limon took notice in a slightly different direction.

“It seems that the strongest in the Count’s world is the regressive lord, right?”

“Because her skill to know and act on the future through regression is too deceptive.”

[Yes?]

“Why is that?”

[…If it’s her, is the Count’s sister’s regressive monarch a woman?]

“That’s right.”

Why are you asking such an obvious thing?

Looking at the puzzled Blue Dragon Princess, Yuna-kyung put on a strange expression and Limon narrowed her eyes.

Of course, the parallel world is a world of infinite possibilities.

Since Limon didn’t exist in the other world in the first place, it wasn’t impossible that the regressive monarch was a woman.

But…

‘Is it the returning monarch again?’

The princess of the Seven Dragons, of course.

The other monarchs of the World Federation also had minor differences, but they weren’t so extreme that their genders changed.

Why was there such a big difference between the regressive lords?

Concerned, Limon clicked his tongue.

In the first place, the returning monarch is full of mysteries.

Stealing the Seven Arcs from the Fairy Queen and establishing the Liberation Brigade.

Since the beginning of the Iron Age, he was a fundamentally different being from other monarchs who had been doing all sorts of things in secret.

It was to the point where it was nothing new to be surprised that there was an additional dubious aspect now.

So it was.

Limon put his worries aside and focused on chasing the source of the shock that shook the fog.

I don’t know if the barrier is intact.

Now, when the barriers are shaken in the aftermath of the fierce battle, it is possible to pursue their presence, albeit vaguely, through the fog…

“…!”

[Uh, team leader?]

Limon raised his eyes.

Then, suddenly, he turned and flung himself to one side.

Yu Na-gyeong, who was sitting on the shoulder of the Blue Dragon Princess, and the two princesses and her family, who were accompanying her, wondered and followed him for a while.

Yuna-kyung widened her eyes.

After running through the fog, Limon stopped in front of the coral.

It wasn’t just that I found a single human figure at the base of that large coral.

It was because of the familiar face of the opponent.

[Witch sister!?!?]

A thick body full of scars.

Ripped clothes everywhere.

Bloodstains on the floor.

When Yuna-kyung frightens and flies away when she sees a beautiful woman with dark red hair who is all messed up but still has a clear beauty.

Limon quietly opened his mouth.

“It doesn’t seem like a good place to take a nap, old woman.”

It was right after that.

Eyelashes flutter.

After the tightly closed eyelids are opened.

A ray of smile appeared on her face.

“Are you here now, baby?”

“It doesn’t make sense.”

“Aren’t you glad that this is enough?”

“That’s right.”

[What is luck? What does an older sister look like!]

Even while Yuna-gyeong, who was frightened, hurriedly memorized a spell and healed her wounds.

Seeing her bloody appearance after being kidnapped, Limon wasn’t particularly surprised, and Syr didn’t feel sad about it either.

As an immortal who has lived far away.

As the absolute of another era.

Things like this weren’t common for them, but they weren’t rare either.

So, Limon asked directly.

“How did you escape?”

“Whoops, I was lucky.”

This isn’t a gun.

If it wasn’t for her who created this barrier.

And if Wanderer wasn’t shaken when he met himself in the parallel world just in time.

Shir, who smiled and said that he might have met his own corpse, slowly held out a hand.

“It’s not just luck.”

That moment.

Limon twitched his eyebrows.

And after a short silence, he accepted the item she handed over and quietly opened his mouth.

“Is it so?”

“Did you already guess?”

“Why was it and maybe it was. But now it has become something.”

With a slightly complicated feeling.

Limon let out a heavy sigh.

Shir, who had been laughing lightly at him, suddenly opened his mouth again.

“Can I give you one piece of advice?”

“If it is necessary.”

“It is not necessary. I just want to do it.”

“…What?”

Perhaps it was because he couldn’t ignore the advice of the legendary archwitch.

Or is it caring for the elderly?

First of all, to Limon who opened his ears.

Sir said languidly.

“Don’t beat yourself up too much.”

“…Doesn’t the timing sound like a bad joke?”

“It doesn’t mean that. It means don’t be afraid to make the necessary sacrifices.”

Laughing at Limon, who frowned as if he were watching an old woman leaving a will.

The legendary Archwitch reached out.

and lived a long time.

But he continued quietly, stroking the Immortal’s cheek, who was still too young for him to see.

“No matter how much you are, there is a destiny that even you cannot change, and for us immortals, loss is fate before it is inevitable.”

“…”

“So be sad sometimes.”

“…”

“Regret is the right of those who remain, not those who leave after all….”

[Witch sister!?]

Slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Limon quietly calmed Yuna-gyeong, who was frightened at seeing Sir, who dropped his arms and closed his eyes quietly.

“I was just tired and fell asleep.”

[Really? Is the witch sister okay?]

“Don’t worry. It’s not like I’m going to die like this.”

Limon said confidently.

From the Silver Age to the present.

An immortal who has lived for thousands of years is not something that can be just lucky.

One problem.

Why did Shir give such advice at this moment?

‘prophecy…. is it.’

not the original world.

Because it is an intersectional world that he created.

If only I could see fate, even in a very dim way.

Before being the legendary great witch, this immortal who was also the greatest prophet in the world saw what did she give this advice?

After thinking about it for a while.

Limon got up.

And slowly turned his head.

One side is the source of demonic energy where fierce battles are still taking place.

The other side is covered in fog and I can’t feel anything, but I can feel a certain intuition clearly.

Superman’s senses and Noh Kang-ho’s judgment.

And just a visceral intuition.

After thinking about the two senses pointing in opposite directions.

quietly open your eyes

Limon made a decision.

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Sabak Sabak.

he was walking

through the thick fog.

The lightly moving figure is comfort itself.

It was as if he was taking a walk in the back streets of the neighborhood, not the legendary unexplored area of a sword gun.

no, actually it was.

He was feeling blissful pleasure as he walked through this mist.

And I thought.

That I was very lucky

If I hadn’t scattered when I entered the sword gun, I wouldn’t have been able to take such a pleasant walk, suffering from the hysteria of that ill-tempered woman.

So think again.

that good women are rare

If you don’t have the ability, you can’t pass on outstanding talent to your descendants.

If you have bad character, you will not be able to raise your children well.

Even if you have both ability and personality, in most cases there are other problems such as age or conditions.

An ideal type is just an ideal.

It doesn’t exist in reality, or it’s close to impossible to meet unless a miracle happens.

But fortunately.

he knew

more beautiful than ever

overflowing with talent

Greater personality than anyone else.

The most perfect woman in the world who can be the mate you’ve been dreaming of all your life.

It was a pity that the other person hated him.

It didn’t matter though.

Love is how to burn more in adversity.

More than anything, even if it wasn’t right away, I was confident that I would definitely make the other person a mate someday.

However, there were a few things that had to be accomplished for that to happen.

Koo Goo Goo.

So it was.

Even vibrations that shake the fog.

The magic prayer that spreads softly.

The reason why he kept moving in one direction, ignoring everyone neatly.

Whoever is fighting that fight.

Because it had nothing to do with you.

If the reincarnation lord wins, it will only save you a lot of effort, and if he loses, on the contrary, there will be only a difference in the degree of increased effort.

Above all, there was someone else he had to meet first.

Hard.

“….”

So, at the end of moving forward steadily while taking care of a few trivial things along the way.

He abruptly stopped walking.

because it felt

A fog that swallows all signs.

A faint sense was transmitted as it swayed in the aftermath of the battle waged by the reincarnated lord.

A subtle sense of time twisting subtly buried in the aftermath of the entangled fight between beings of the absolute class.

“—I finally found it.”

he laughed

Like a stalker who met his crush.