Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel

Chapter 66 – The Sword Star Falls (02)

“……”

Something has happened to the Demonic Cult, so observe the situation and then invade and destroy the Black Moon and the Demonic Cult.

It was a cruel command, but the already familiar story was hearing the Murim Lord’s command exactly as it was.

In any case, she would attempt to kill all of her people who were contaminated by the Black Moon, Blood Moon, Mara Deep Hole, and demons who had partially stepped into the Mara Deep Hole were no exception.

So Seol-hwa arrived at the Demonic Cult with the intention of using her own abilities to kill all of her as best as she could.

Although I had never learned proper tracking skills, I had to spend a long time wandering around Mount Hibmandaesan, but thanks to Socheonma and Somahu heading out with a large number of people… The Majindae and Mahudae, I was able to find the entrance. I was able to find it and hide.

After that, it was a time of perseverance.

No matter how much she is, she cannot deal with the two huge energies that exist in the Demonic Cult, Heuk Sahyeol Gyeom and Cheon Demon Hu at the same time, so she had to hide, seizing her opportunity.

While Socheonma and Somahu went on an unwanted tour of the central plains from Mt. Kunlun to Yakgok, Seolhwa hid inside the Demon Bridge and continued to wait for the Black Moon Party to arrive.

Finally, the day of the decisive battle.

Fortunately, even without her breaking the balance, the Demonic Cult began to be unilaterally pushed back by the Black Moon Party, and because the power of her Black Moon Party was so great, the matter was easily ended without her having to use her hands.

However, when she started her war in earnest, her plan to attack her from a distance and attack her with her sword by blowing her sword failed because of her aura that made her uncomfortable.

‘There is no way Master would come to a place like this.’

Seol-hwa’s heart was shaken by the familiar and cozy energy that made her want to return, but she endured it by biting her tongue and making a sword wound on her finger to inflict pain. In the end, she took the best opportunity and all her energy disappeared, leaving only a few survivors. It was able to reveal itself in its remaining state.

In that situation, it was the scene where Geomseong fell after being defeated by the head of the Black Moon Party, and Socheonma and Somahu were damaging his body to prevent it from being taken away.

Fluttering…

Her hood was loosened from the top of her high shrine, and the hair of her folk tale was flowing, but she did not have enough mental space to hide her identity or hide her body.

Her teacher was being killed by the twins of the Demonic Cult.

In her rational mind, there was no way her own teacher was here, and she couldn’t possibly be killed by her twin.

But even with her new family who cared for her and her grandfather who gifted her with her new sword of the heart, the disciple who was able to find her reason as she watched the corpse of her same teacher being humiliated There was no.

Sereung-

Camellia (winter white) is pulled out from the sheath of the sword in the tale.

Hancheol’s painfully beautiful swordsman was crying along with her heart, and she was whispering to Seol-ah as if she was asking him to tell her who she would kill.

“The Mines here. All of them.”

Cheonma Lake was already polluted.

The successors of the Demonic Cult disgraced their teacher and were trying to take over his body for themselves.

There is a person from the Black Moon Party who is running away from this place, and there is a carriage with innocent female doctors coming in here.

Right now, Seolhwa didn’t have the space of mind to worry about such things.

Sigh…

The sword followed her broken heart, shedding tears, and was about to strike a fatal attack silently.

The first target is a red-eyed woman who is pulling the body of the Sword Saint who lost both of her arms. Her white sword body plunges straight down towards the top of her head.

The goal is not noticed. Even if she had realized it in advance, due to the difference in skill between Seolhwa and her, she could not even resist and had no choice but to die.

Kyaang!

At that moment, if the treasured sword that I had seen many times somewhere had not struck down the white sword body.

“Ugh…! What!”

Somafu, startled by the loud metallic sound ringing in her head, looked up at her and found a beautiful long-haired girl staring blankly down at her from above her shrine.

However, as if I had seen an illusion, there was nothing there and it had disappeared as if it were seeping into a white and beautiful black shadow.

“There’s no way I’m seeing it wrong…?”

“Sister. He’s gone. You’re safe now.”

“Okay, okay.”

Leaving aside his doubtful feelings, Somahu took care of Yeoncheongha, who had fallen while holding the scabbard of the treasured sword, the very next day.

“…I know you can’t die. But…”

As if he didn’t like the anxious heart pounding as he looked at Yeoncheongha’s fallen body, Soma Hu pounded his chest with his hand and lifted Yeoncheongha’s body up onto his back.

Although she was taller than him, she was able to carry around a strong young man with great physical ability as she had mastered the magic arts.

“Open the Demon Chamber. Her guests will be arriving soon… Let the medical maid treat her mother’s internal injuries first, and then… Take care of her swordsmanship….”

“I will handle it.”

“Of course you should. Now you are the Heavenly Demon.”

“And my brother…”

“I, an ordinary demon, can now take care of personal aid. And this is not urgent.”

That’s what she said, but Little Cheonma, who had a vague idea of what her own twin sister was thinking, no, her 47th Cheonma, deliberately pretended not to know her, approached her own mother and said to her, gave support to

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Shake it off.

As her Yeoncheong-ha body was laid down, her condition seemed to be more serious than expected.

Her left hand was broken and her fingers were twisted, and as Somafu held her hand and adjusted her bones one by one, she was worried that if it had been broken so horribly, she would be crippled.

Her right hand was completely torn apart, so the ligaments and bones were visible, making it impossible to hold a sword for a while, and the scar on her chest had not stopped bleeding yet, so she had to forcibly bandage it to close it.

Yeon Cheong-ha’s sleeping expression looked so bright and innocent that her usual serious expression didn’t match, so I thought something didn’t suit her, but since she was familiar with Somahu’s frowning face, it was rather awkward to see her face sleeping comfortably like now. It just felt like it.

“Why did the Demonic Cult work so hard when you are an unrelated member of the Central Plains…?”

After saying something that I couldn’t tell whether it was gratitude or resentment, Somahu sighed and called her medical maids, who would have entered the Demonic Cult by now, and went out to get her some medicinal herbs or simple medical tools.

Slurp…

And then, as if out of thin air, a girl with her long flowing black hair appeared.

“No way. That can’t be possible. No way. I heard that the death penalty is being held in the Black Moon Party.”

Seolhwa, a black-haired girl who was gripping her sword so hard that her fingernails broke, was looking at the face of a man who was sleeping in bed, completely injured.

Even in this situation, unable to let go of her own sword, trembling in fear and shock, she tried to see the face of her man with her eyes closed.

Two years was enough time for a young man who still had a youthful streak to become a man, and for a young man who had worked hard for two years without smiling and frowning every time, it was enough for his face to change a little. It’s been a long time.

But traces of it still remained.

Her dimples that smiled brightly while shivering in the cold like her little sister, and her eyebrows that smiled when she saw her no matter how hard it was.

Instead of living with all the worries of the world on her own, Seol-hwa said that while she was sleeping peacefully, the innocent face of her childhood, when she lived with the thought of wishing Samae healthy without worrying about the world, remained. Dropped the camellia.

Tak.

She dropped her sword on the floor with a crunching sound and returned to her crybaby sister, who looked like she was about to burst into tears, and was caressing her death sentence.

“Death penalty… Was he alive…?”

Honestly, I was giving up.

Even if she were alive, she thought that she would have become a real person or a monster beyond her imagination.

Every time she went to meet the Murim lord, what he said was that even if he became a married woman, I would make him decent again, and that even if his soul was gone, she should at least bury his body.

In order to prevent him from wandering around the Nine Heavens forever due to the Black Moon Party, she desperately searched for him.

“The story… The story has been… Trying to find the death penalty… A lot… A lot…”

Seolhwa, who was trying to tell Yeoncheongha about her situation as she cried herself to sleep, backed away from him as if she recognized something in her.

‘I… Until now…’

Numerous lives were taken.

If it was a monster that was rushing to kill her like her husband, or an enemy that was clearly threatening her, she was ready to kill her by her martial arts standards.

But what Seolhwa has done is.

What the Murim Lord ordered was truly…

“Ugh…!”

Just looking at her own hands made her feel nauseous.

Although she did not use her own hands and only used the sword to kill her, her hands turned red as if the blood had followed her, making Seolhwa suffer.

Until now, I didn’t care what others thought of me, but there was only one person.

I didn’t want to show myself like this to just one person.

“Huh … Huh …

I wanted to wake you up and see you right now.

There was nothing I wanted more than to look at myself and say that it had been a while and that I missed you.

I wanted her to call me Seolhwa in that soft voice and tease her like usual, but her body was already stained with her own blood.

Patter patter…

Water droplets fell from her big eyes and rained down on the floor, but she couldn’t even cry out loud.

She just silently shed tears and turned around, taking the camellia with her.

Because she knows she can no longer be by his side.

No, she rather, because she didn’t want to show him what she looked like right now.

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‘……It smells…’

As I prayed, unable to move my body, I dreamed that the scent I missed was moving away from me.

A dream in which the nostalgic scent you have been searching for for a long time approaches, then disappears like a mirage.

She was so sad and pitiful that I felt like she was going to cry, but I couldn’t catch her as she left…

‘No. I definitely…’

Wiggle.

Fingers that are not supposed to move are moving.

‘I decided not to make you cry’

Kuuung!

As she fell to the floor, she felt the pain of her bones twisting, but Yeon Cheong-ha, feeling the cold water droplets on her cheeks and sensing someone’s tears, began to crawl, dragging her body forcibly.

“Hak… Ugh…!!”

It hurts like my body will break. Maybe it’s rolling on the floor, a finger or two away.

However, just as desperately, he was crawling across the soft floor, chasing the longing scent that was disappearing from the mahou hall.

“Kuh… Theory… Theory…”

My neck, which had become so worn out, could no longer function, but my desperate will surpassed the limits of my body.

“Seolhwa… Seolhwa!”

I felt like my vocal cords were bursting and blood was pouring out, but I thought that if I missed this opportunity, I would never have it again, so I had to scream even if my throat was torn off.

“Seolhwa… Clack clack clack! Seolhwa yaaa… Seol… Seolhwa ah…!! Seolhwa ya!!”

The people at Mahoujeon rushed in and tried to take away the young man who was in perfect physical condition, but where did he get that strength from, he was desperately calling for someone through the crowd of people.

Since it was impossible to ask Somafu, who was already absent, the few remaining maids had no choice but to ignore the young man’s shouting, which was almost like a scream, not knowing what to do.

And for a while, the young man was completely devastated by the series of fierce battles with the Supreme Master, witnessed the death of the Sword Saint, and due to the limitations of excessive use of his life, the young man lost strength and fainted without being able to continue speaking.

“Snow… Hwaya…”

But that desperate cry eventually brought about a miracle.

A black-haired girl appeared, her face covered in tears, and held his trembling, bruised hand.

“Death penalty. Samae Seolhwa is here.”

Only after hearing those words did the young man’s body stop shaking and his movements stop.

As if an old grudge had been resolved.