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Chapter 420

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'Virtuous Moon Sword?'

Dripdrip

Drops of blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Anyone could see that the one who stabbed that woman was Virtuous Moon Sword.

His blue eyes, cold as the world's edge, looked down upon Chun Hye-in. The moment I met that gaze, chills ran down my back.

'What'

Could a human's eyes be so cold?

Simply calling it irritability or apathy couldn't suffice. His eyes glittered with frost.

Gulp.

My throat tried to swallow, but of course, I couldn't.

My semi-transparent spirit form could not swallow anything like saliva.

'What is going on?'

What was this situation?

Why was Chun Hye-in hugging that woman and staring at Virtuous Moon Sword?

Father... Please, spare Mother....

Chun Hye-in's words widened my eyes.

Mother?

That woman was Chun Hye-in's mother?

Then

'Did Virtuous Moon Sword stab Chun Hye-in's mother?'

Did that mean he stabbed his own wife?

Why?

While I was puzzled

Srrrk.

Virtuous Moon Sword, sword in hand, slowly approached Chun Hye-in.

Please, please...!

Chun Hye-in tried to stop him, panicking, but his steps did not halt.

He approached the bleeding woman, slowly.

Then

He stopped.

He stood right before Chun Hye-in's nose.

His gaze looked down, face-to-face, and in that moment, Virtuous Moon Sword's lips moved.

'What is he saying?'

I couldn't see it.

It seemed like he was saying something, but I could neither hear the voice nor read his lips.

While I was watching

Szzzzzzzzt---!!!

'......!'

The space collapsed. The scenery distorted, and soon after, everything crumbled.

Crack

With the sound of breaking, my consciousness returned.

***

"... Hoo..."

I let out a fake breath, and as my mind returned, I staggered, moving my body.

"... Ugh."

My head hurt.

With a trembling hand, I clutched my chest.

It was pain coming from my spirit.

With the other hand, I checked myself.

'... I got it.'

The sword.

The sword I had tried to grab was in my hand.

Furthermore

'I purged some of the divine energy, too.'

The divine energy that had soaked into it from the divine tree was mostly cleansed.

That meant

'These memories just now'

They were memories comprised by the divine energy, locked within the sword.

'... Hmm.'

Unsettling. Resentful memories.

'That's lingering resentment.'

Resentment embedded in an item.

Something the original owner couldn't let go of, and so it remained.

When combined with divine energy, those memories solidified.

'Now that I see it...'

It was definitely not a good memory.

The energy itself wasn't overtly evil, but objectively it was unpleasant.

'Tsk.'

I removed all the talismans attached to my hand.

They had already served their purpose. There was no point in keeping them on any longer.

Then, I tore a piece of my martial robe and wrapped the sword.

The divine energy, which was already faint, disappeared completely.

'I can endure for now.'

At this stage, I could manage.

As soon as I confirmed that, I moved.

I shouldn't stay here any longer.

'But what about this?'

This tree, which the Heavenly Demon called the divine treewhat was it for?

The Heavenly Demon called it the divine tree, and as he said, it was filled with divine energy.

The divine tree is a proof.

The Heavenly Demon read my thoughts and spoke. My waistband quivered.

'A proof?'

Proof of what? When I asked

The sky.

"What?"

Everything is a proof for the sky.

"..."

What did that mean? I couldn't understand. All I could grasp was

'This belongs to the Demonic Cult.'

The divine tree. This resplendent tree belonged to the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

'But why did this human...?'

Why did they take the Heavenly Demon's tree and stash it here?

Still gripping the sword, I was filled with a sense of oddness.

***

I went outside. It was still quiet as I moved.

Walking with the sword wrapped in cloth in my arms, after a while, I sensed eyes on me.

"... It's Moon Hero."

"Heard he recovered, is that true?"

"He definitely looks"

I could feel the reactions from the other disciples.

My senses seemed even sharper now.

I was picking up things I couldn't normally perceive.

Ignoring all that, I headed toward a particular place.

A large building near the Blue Moon Sect. I'd never been there before.

As I approached, someone blocked my way.

"Wait... oh."

The one who stopped me appeared to be a 2nd-generation disciple.

I asked him,

"Is Lady Chun inside?"

"... That is"

"If she is, please let her know I'm here."

A troubled look flashed in the disciple's eyes.

What was this?

Was someone else inside?

I tried to peek in, but then

"Well then, let's continue our talk next time."

"Take care on your way out."

Someone came out from the building.

I narrowed my eyes to meet him.

It was Baek Yeon.

Baek Yeon and Chun Hye-in were coming out together.

"Oh, look who it is."

Baek Yeon smiled at me.

I bowed as soon as I saw him.

"Greetings, elder."

"Ah, so I see Moon Hero. Are you feeling better?"

"Yes. I am."

"Mm, good. That's a relief."

He smiled widely and patted my shoulder.

"Let's have a talk again some other time."

"Understood."

Baek Yeon gave those parting words and left; I brushed my shoulder off, as if dusting off dirt.

"... Ha."

Chun Hye-in glanced in surprise, as if to say, how can you be so obvious?

"... Do you need something?"

"Ah, I have something to give you. May I come in?"

"... Come in."

With Chun Hye-in's permission, I entered.

The inside was tidy.

Traces left by Baek Yeonsuch as untended tea and the seat he occupiedwere still there.

"Jst in case, don't misunderstand."

Chun Hye-in said to me.

"I just had things to discuss with the Elder. Don't think I was up to any tricks."

"Ah."

So that's what she meant?

"I don't mind."

"What?"

"Do as you please."

I replied blandly, not really caring.

"It's not like that will affect me anyway."

"..."

Chun Hye-in frowned, seemingly irked by my indifference.

"... Where's this confidence..."

"I don't care about that."

Thud.

I placed the item from my robes onto Chun Hye-in's desk.

"What's this?"

"It's what you requested."

"Requested?"

"You asked me to find your sword, didn't you?"

"...!"

At my words, Chun Hye-in's eyes went wide.

She hurriedly reached for the sword, unwrapping the cloth and checking inside.

"Ah...!"

She checked the sword and let out a gasp.

"That's really it?"

"... It is."

Her pupils trembled wildly.

"Where... Where did you find this?"

"It was there. Do you need to know where?"

"... No, that's fine."

I thought Chun Hye-in would ask, but she didn't?

She seemed to know I found it in the notes anyway.

Nodding at her reaction, I spoke,

"Then, as promised..."

"... Thank you."

"Eh?"

I flinched at her words.

Did Chun Hye-in just thank me?

I was taken aback.

Had I misheard?

"... What did you just"

"I'll do everything you asked."

"Lady Chun?"

What kind of insane talk was that?

"I didn't forget what I promised. Really, thank you."

"..."

It seemed I really hadn't misheard.

That woman was actually thanking me.

Wow, got goosebumps.

I brushed my shoulder again.

"... No, well. As long as I found it, it's fine."

Chak.

Chun Hye-in grabbed the sword and drew it from its sheath.

The timeworn blade appeared, rusty and dull.

"..."

Could that even really be called a sword?

No matter how I looked, it seemed more like an antique.

Even so, Chun Hye-in couldn't hide the trembling in her eyes as she looked at the sword.

"... Thank you for bringing it back. But I need to leave first."

"Suddenly?"

"Yes. I have somewhere to go."

Chun Hye-in rose to her feet.

"Sorry."

She even apologized as she left.

Wow.

What was this?

A dream, maybe?

Chun Hye-in rushed out in a hurry, leaving me standing there stunned as I watched her back.

Was that sword so important?

While observing it

'Hmm.'

I scratched my cheek.

Now what?

There was no point staying since Chun Hye-in was gone.

With a sigh, I started to get up. Then

Excuse me.

"..."

A telepathic message halted my body.

My Heaven.

It was Ghost Demon's telepathic transmission.

I have urgent news to convey.

At his words, I rose, stiff.

My Heaven.

Ghost Demon said.

A message has arrived from the Demonic Cult.

"..."

This time, my expression hardened as well.

***

Creak.

The door opened.

The relatively small but spacious Sect Leader's chamber revealed movement as Virtuous Moon Sword raised his head from his seat.

There stood a woman, looking as if she had run all the way herehis own daughter, Chun Hye-in.

"What is it?"

"......"

Chun Hye-in didn't respond, simply striding to Virtuous Moon Sword.

Srrng.

She promptly drew her sword.

Thunk!

She stabbed it into his desk right before him.

Yet even then, Virtuous Moon Sword wasn't surprised.

He just stared at his daughter.

"What do you think you're doing?"

His voice was different from before. Chun Hye-in, eyes sharp, replied,

"I found it."

"......"

Only then did Virtuous Moon Sword glance at the sword buried in the desk.

And his eyes widened, if only slightly.

"This is"

"As promised, I found it."

Chun Hye-in's beautiful voice was laced with burning emotion.

"Sect Leader. This is the sword that will kill you."

"I see."

Even at his daughter's threatening remark, Virtuous Moon Sword was calm.

As if he expected it all along.

Perhaps annoyed by that reaction, Chun Hye-in bit her lip. Virtuous Moon Sword spoke to his daughter.

"I'll send a letter to the Tang family. Take the sword there and have it repaired. That's your task."

"... Ha, repair the sword?"

Chun Hye-in let out a hollow laugh at the ridiculous request.

"Do you think that worn-out blade can sever my head as it is?"

"......"

"If you're going to bare your fangs, you should at least make sure they're sharp."

Grit.

Chun Hye-in ground her teeth at his words.

"Leave tomorrow."

"... Yes. I will do so."

She responded with a formality that didn't suit the mood, and withdrew the sword.

"Excuse me."

With eyes chillingly cold, she bowed and turned to leave the room.

Bang!!

The door slammed shut.

Watching that, Virtuous Moon Sword let his delicate, manly hand sweep over his face.

Somehow

Today was a very deep and cold day.

TL's corner:

Is Chun Hye-in's mother from the Divine Cult?

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