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Reborn as the Doomed Heir of a Mage Dynasty (Web Novel) - Chapter 408
Chapter 408
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The hall was silent. Only the faintest sound of breathing could be heard, and no one showed any reaction easily.Everyone's eyes were fixed on the martial stage.
'Hmm.'
A woman with a cold impression, but with clear, fine features.
Chun Hye-in opened her eyes while grasping her sword upright.
Her blue eyes shone vividly, causing those watching to let out short exclamations of admiration for a moment.
Beautiful. Certainly, Chun Hye-in exuded such an aura.
One must admit what must be admitted. Her looks were pretty, but it was really the aura that was remarkable.
'... Even doing it like that is a skill.'
An aura deliberately crafted. I knew that Chun Hye-in was intentionally putting on a performance.
'She can't be in good shape.'
Though it wasn't a serious injury, she had to have bandages wrapped around her chest, yet she still maintained that upright posture.
Her half-open eyes and the delicate breath she released.
Each piece of the combination tied together to create a truly mysterious atmosphere.
While I looked on indifferently, I couldn't help but be a little impressed.
'Just being able to control it is amazing.'
To intentionally create that sort of auraif that isn't talent, what is?
'No matter what the original is like. What must be admitted, must be.'
It was outstanding. That wasn't something that could be obtained just by being beautiful.
That's why people were more uncomfortable around Chun Hye-in.
'She probably has no real self anymore.'
If you live like that, it's human nature to forget your true form.
Chun Hye-in was a sharp-minded person to begin with, and she'd probably become perfectly immersed in such fabricated personas.
She might not even know who her real self is.
'At least, that's how it seems to me.'
I once knew a person who lived just like that.
In the end, I watched as they lost themselves and fell into ruin.
"Hmph."
Thinking of that, I let out a huff through my nose.
Sliiide. Someone tugged at my sleeve. It was Yu Yun.
"What? Why?"
Asking why she suddenly pulled at me, I got no answerYu Yun just stared at me intently.
"... What's with those eyes?"
"......"
"What?"
Not hearing an answer, just exchanging glances, eventually Yu Yun turned her head back.
What the hell. Then why did she look at me in the first place?
'Yeah.'
She's always been strange in more ways than one, but sometimes she acts perfectly normal.
'Anyway.'
None of them can be called normal. This guy, that guythey're all like that.
Especially
'That guy.'
That man across from Chun Hye-in. In my eyes, he seemed the strangest right now.
'Yu Yul.'
Silver Moon Sword Yu Yul. The way he was squinting and grinning was seriously irritating.
Just seeing him made me inexplicably annoyed.
'Maybe I'm just judging him too harshly.'
Is it because his first impression was awful? No matter how much I try to see the Silver Moon Sword in a positive light, it just isn't working. He only looks bad to me.
'... Tsk.'
I stared at the Silver Moon Sword. This time, I decided to ask Yu Yun.
"Hey."
"...?"
"Who do you think is going to win?"
"...."
Yu Yun looked at the stage instead of me in response to my question.
Her fingers moved lightly. At the tip, she pointed at Yu Yul.
Without any hesitation whatsoever.
"... You think the Silver Moon Sword will win?"
Nod.
Yu Yun nodded. Her attitude was firm.
'She's sure of it.'
She was confident that out of Chun Hye-in and the Silver Moon Sword, the Silver Moon Sword would win.
That unwavering certainty surprised me, but I wasn't much different.
'Me too.'
I thought so as well.
As I said earlier, I had to admit what must be admitted.
'The Silver Moon Sword is strong.'
That strange man is strong. From the brief bout we had last time, I felt that, compared to Chun Hye-in, the Silver Moon Sword was likely stronger.
So, if there was another thing I was curious about
"If you and he foughtwho would win?"
What would happen if the Silver Moon Sword and Sword Phoenix Yu Yun clashed? When I asked, Yu Yun paused for a moment.
Then she looked at the Silver Moon Sword with those uniquely mysterious eyes of hers, as if lost in thought.
Was this question harder? As I watched Yu Yun pondering
Slip.
Again, after a moment, her fingers moved. But, unlike before
'She folded them.'
She didn't point to anyone, but simply folded her fingers.
What did it mean? I didn't get it, so I waited for a further reaction from Yu Yun.
'Ah.'
A change was felt in her. Her eyes. In her gaze at the Silver Moon Sword, an emotion appeared.
That was
'Spirit of competition.'
In Yu Yun's eyes, there was clearly the spirit of competition.
A desire to fight. Looking at the Silver Moon Sword, she was stoking her fighting spirit.
'Huh.'
Seeing that, I understood her answer.
'It means she doesn't know.'
She doesn't know who would win. So she wants to find out by fighting.
That was clear. And at the same time
Sssssss!
'Insane.'
From the rising fighting spirit in Yu Yun, I felt an alien presence.
The scent of Heaven-Slaying Star. As Yu Yun's fighting spirit rose, that presence appeared.
Did he notice it too? The Silver Moon Sword's eyes suddenly shifted. His gaze landed squarely on Yu Yun.
Clack.
The moment I saw that, I put my hand on the crown of her head.
"What are you doing?"
"......"
I suppressed the Heaven-Slaying Star power. I moved my energy as if smothering her soul, like I had learned before.
Controlling the Heaven-Slaying Star energy, Yu Yun's aura gradually calmed down.
"......"
I saw the fighting spirit subside in her eyes.
Barely calming her, I let out a sigh.
'What is this, raising a wild beast or something?'
If the Heaven-Slaying Star power keeps creeping up at times like this, what am I supposed to do? How did Sung Hun ever manage to control and live with this?
After barely suppressing it, I looked back at the martial stage. Still, I kept my hand on her head in case it acted up again.
Maybe it looked funny. The Silver Moon Sword smirked.
'That bastard?'
p>He's laughing?My irritation levels spiked.
'... He's grinningwait, huh?'
I glanced to the side and saw Chun Hye-in was also looking this way. Her eyes seemed a bit pinched.
What's up with her now? When I met her gaze, Chun Hye-in quickly turned her head.
What the hell?
Just as I was thinking her look was odd
Prepare for the match.
The referee spoke. At those words, the two contestants began preparing.
***
Clack.
Clack.
They drew their swords from their scabbards and pointed them at one another. Chun Hye-in's eyes sharpened as she gripped her sword tightly.
'What is it?'
Why was she irritated? Even thinking about it, she didn't know.
'What is that guy doing?'
He was just close by, so she glanced over, but somehow he was stuck right to the Sword Phoenix.
That hand on the top of her head looked ridiculous.
'Is it because of his looks?'
He seems the kind of guy women flock around. Is it just because of his looks? Everywhere he goes, someone seems to get attached.
'... Tsk.'
Chun Hye-in clicked her tongue internally.
Why do I care about this? It's crazy. I must really be crazy.
'I shouldn't be thinking about this.'
Why do these nonsensical things bother me? It was absurd.
'Of all times.'
Was it because my preferences had changed somehow? It wasn't even funny.
'Idiot.'
She killed her emotions. If she was going to get shaken by this sort of thing, what was the point of everything she'd lived for up to now?
Even the tip of her sword was trembling, as if swayed by emotion.
That wasn't good. She barely managed to suppress it, grabbing hold of her flow.
"Something's bothering you, huh?"
The Silver Moon Sword spoke.
"... Mind your own business."
Chun Hye-in replied sharply. Even to herself, her voice sounded fierce.
"Ahaha. Still getting the cold shoulder, I see?"
Yu Yul spoke as if it was nothing, smilingthe smile itself irked Chun Hye-in.
"Cold shoulder?"
Would it even matter, at this point?
No, perhaps it wasn't even that anymore.
"It doesn't matter anymore. It's not about like or dislike."
"Really? Well, I guess it's good if it's not even dislike anymore?"
"... Haa."
A sigh escaped her. Talking to this man, things were always the same.
Even after all these years.
Chun Hye-in ran a hand over her forehead as if to calm her frustration.
"Still, you used to follow after this orabeoni all the time, didn't you? Have you grown up already?"
"... Stop spouting nonsense."
That did happen once.
A long time ago.
Back when she knew nothing about the world.
Ssshh.
Chun Hye-in settled into her stance.
"Hmm..."
Yu Yul scratched his cheek as he watched.
"Thought we'd have a cozy chat for once, but you're as impatient as ever."
Whirl. After spinning his sword once, Silver Moon Sword settled into his own position.
"Fine. Shall we have some fun together, for old times' sake?"
"... Fun?"
Does he still see it that way?
It grated at Chun Hye-in.
"Martial Tournament..."
The referee confirmed they were ready and raised his hand.
"Begin!"
At the call, Chun Hye-in unleashed her sword aura.
"Huu-!"
With a shout, she dashed forward. It was different from her usual swordplay: instead of elegance, it was a strike filled with condensed power.
Not the dance steps called Moonlit Delight, but a fierce sword path.
CRASH!!!
Her sword cut across the stage.
"Oh."
The Silver Moon Sword admired it. Not that it matteredhe dodged it.
Chun Hye-in was not surprised.
Crreeak!!
A second strike. After showing ferocity, it was time for flow.
She twisted her waist, using the recoil with agility.
Like a ball ricocheting. Light and swift.
She spun her sword at high speed. Slicing through the air, the sword aimed at the Silver Moon Sword.
Seeing this, the corners of Yu Yul's mouth lifted.
"Nice."
A brief compliment.
And then, immediately after
Ting-!
"...!!"
It was her own sword that bounced back.
Yu Yul had reversed his sword and struck upward with the blunt end of the hilt.
'This is ridiculous!'
Not the blade, but with the hilt? Chun Hye-in's brow furrowed deeply.
'Tsk.'
She gritted her teeth and readjusted her stance.
Blue Moon Sword Dance.
'4th Form.'
Moonlit Night, slicing Mist.
She sliced a star. The extended sword aura looked like the Milky Wayelegant as it spread, both precious and beautiful.
It was a sword form handed down by the Blue Moon Sect. Beautiful, but the profound intent within it was more distinct than anything.
A well-tempered sword form. The result of her relentless training.
With this sword she had joined the Seven Geniuses, so Chun Hye-in's pride in this sword path was immense.
"Nice."
But such a sword...
"Much improved."
CRACK.
With a short compliment, her creation crumbled before her eyes.
"...!"
The Silver Moon Sword's strike destroyed her Milky Way.
The stars she'd conjuredthe very embroidery of the swordwere supposed to continue in a chain, but fell completely apart in his hands.
It was over in two exchanges.
With two light strokes, the Silver Moon Sword destroyed Chun Hye-in's stars.
Time stopped.
'... Why is there still so much difference?'
Same words as the last thing she heard.
Back then, and again now.
Watching as her stars crumbled, she saw a smile appear before her eyes.
Tap.
With the tip of his sheathed sword, the Silver Moon Sword gently poked Chun Hye-in between the brows. She didn't even realize when he'd sheathed his sword.
"Keep working at it. You weren't bad."
"...."
At his words, Chun Hye-in bit her lip.
And, without even realizing it, looked toward that man.
Where Bang Sung-Yun was.
"...."
Bang Sung-Yun was looking at the Silver Moon Sword with an unreadable expression.
For some reason
Chun Hye-in felt an unexplainable sense of shame.
So much that she didn't even understand why.
