Chapter 839

#839. You know that much, right?

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[Uh…?]

Blink once.

Yuna-kyung lifted her wings and rubbed her eyes.

rub to the right.

rub to the left.

After rubbing too hard, her eyes turned red, and she finally gathered her wings.

Yuna-kyung made a strange expression.

[Soldier sister? Countess sister? Why are you here? When did you change your hairstyle again?]

Short-haired Rose with her ponytail, which was usually tied back long, cut short to shoulder length.

Conversely, Hasneti with her blazing red hair hanging down her back.

In addition, Changryongdae and Yeomryongdae.

Why are the two princesses here, who were supposed to be in charge of cleaning up at the headquarters of the World Federation instead of entering the sword gun as they still had deep internal wounds?

Yuna-kyung tilted her head.

However, the actions of Hasneti and Rose further puzzled her.

clap.

[Eh?]

The Changryongdae with their swords drawn.

A flame dragon that creates flames.

Most of all, even Rose and Hasneti, who raise the dragon psionic while being very nervous as if they would fight right away, rather than stopping them.

In the midst of Yuna-kyung’s eyes blinking at such an unexpected sight, unable to grasp the situation.

Rose opened her mouth with a stiff face.

“Are you a World Federation player?”

[…are you sure that’s the question you’re asking me now?]

“If not, tell me who you are and why you’re here and pretend to know us.”

[…???]

Yuna-kyung made a puzzled expression.

what is the situation now

Because I didn’t understand it at all.

[No, what’s that…. You don’t know who the team leader and I are?]

“Are they the people we need to know?”

[Unnies, did you get amnesia in the meantime?]

“Stop it, blue.”

[Stop it?]

Limon slowly turned his eyes away from the dumbfounded Yuna-kyung.

Rose with a suspicious face.

Hasneti, who is already ready for battle.

And after confirming the masters of the two clans around them one after another, he quietly continued with confidence.

“These two are not the Count and Pharaoh we know.”

[What do you mean by that?]

“Look at the person standing behind the Count.”

[Yes?]

As Limon said, Yuna-kyung looked behind Rose and made a puzzled expression.

The only thing behind her is the Changryongdae, led by a knight in splendid armor, holding a sword, but what…?

[…uh? uh? Huh?]

“…?”

[Knight oppa?]

Blinking a few times.

Because it was such a familiar sight, Yuna-kyung realized what Limon was saying only belatedly and opened her beak.

Lucas.

The man who had died during the London Defense Battle was standing behind Rose in good shape.

Yuna-kyung, who was flapping her beak with a face as if she had seen a ghost, put on an expression that realized something only belatedly.

[Could it be fake? Is it the princess sister or everyone?]

“…To whom are you telling the fake?”

He seemed to take that as an insult.

With Hasneti making a cold expression and the masters of Changryongdae and Yeomryongdae exuding ferocious momentum.

Limon shook his head.

“No, it’s not fake.”

To be honest.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This situation was embarrassing to Limon as well.

At first, he, like Yuna-kyung, suspected them to be fake.

However, the appearance of the two people who were too perfect to be fake and the presence of Lucas above all else, the dragon psionic denied those doubts.

obviously not real

It’s not fake either.

How can this contradiction be established?

Limon quietly spoke the answer he had finally realized through Noh Kang-ho’s experience and sword master’s intuition.

“These are…”

* * *

I wish I was lost in thought for a while.

Li Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

“After all, you are not fake.”

“You look like the real thing too.”

“Of course.”

Li Qingyu looked at the girl with long black hair and a face identical to his own, but then looked away.

And the Mukryongdae behind him.

No, to be precise, he smiled as he pointed at the woman in a suit at the forefront.

“As if the Chao here or the Chao over there was real.”

“…”

Wei Ling remained silent.

It was the Black Dragon clan that found Li Qingyu with relative ease thanks to the psionics of his mental empathy.

The problem was that there were two Li Qingyu.

And Li Qingyu wasn’t the only two of them.

Even behind Li Qingyu, who had her hair braided right away, Mukryongdae as well as a woman who looked just like him were silently guarding their seats.

However, there was a clear difference between her and Chao.

Something more decisive than just wearing a uniform instead of a suit or having a scar on your neck.

That is the realm of ignorance.

“Amazing. I didn’t expect to see Qiao become a professional master so quickly.”

“Because Wei Ling’s talent is outstanding. Of course, it is true that there was a slight delay.”

“Of course, I don’t doubt Chao’s talent either.”

Wei Ling’s expression became complicated.

It is disturbing just to see another self who has excelled in martial arts and exudes the momentum of a servant.

On top of that, with two Li Qingyu being recognized for their talents side by side, I was at a point where I didn’t know how to accept this situation.

However, Li Qingyu paid attention to another part.

“You call Chao Wei Ling, right?”

“Are you really calling Wei Ling Qiao?”

“Because Qiao has been close to me since I was little.”

“I became close with Wei Ling after he became a master class master and appointed him as one of my aides, right?”

“Then…”

“…I can guess.”

facing each other.

The two Li Qingyu nodded.

What happened to this situation and who is the opponent who seems too real to be fake.

Because I could barely understand.

So it was.

Li Qingyu held out a hand.

“If you were really me, there would be no need to say anything, right?”

“It certainly is.”

The moment when the black dragon princess with braided hair, who had been staring at her hand, finally put her hand on top of it.

Ugh.

The dragon psionic resonates.

The spirit of the two girls continued.

mental response.

The most non-combatant of the seven psionics, but also the most psychic.

Among them, the resonance that was possible because the two Black Dragon Princesses met at their peak allowed them to share memories with each other, albeit to a limited extent.

So in just a few seconds.

After a deeper exchange than the one we talked for a whole month.

Li Qingyu let go of his hand.

“…I guess so.”

I was already expecting.

And it was time for Li Qingyu to quietly reflect on the fact that had been made clear by sharing memories with her braided-haired self.

The reason why the Black Dragon Princess, who had a face as pale as a sheet of paper, suddenly lowered her head, unlike her ever-calm woman.

“Oooh!”

“princess?!”

It seems like something really shocked me.

Seeing the reeling princess with her hand covering her mouth, her family were in awe.

“What have you done to the princess…!”

Another Wei Ling and Mukryongdae, who exuded bloody energy, were restrained by Li Qingyu with one hand.

Why is the other self doing this?

Because I guessed.

“What did you do?”

“…”

“What the hell did you do…?”

“…Seems like I’ve seen too many.”

As if confirming that guess.

Seeing her ask with a trembling voice after a long time had passed, Li Qingyu reflected on himself.

He said he lacked experience, but the fact that he hadn’t been able to fine-tune his memories to that point was evidence of his insufficiency.

Of course she couldn’t see all of them…

but that would have been enough.

your own memories.

buried secrets.

and despair.

If I had seen and felt even a little bit, it would have been natural for me to look at myself like that.

Because I know that fact all too well.

Raise one finger slowly.

She put her index finger on her lips.

Li Qingyu chuckled.

“There are some things in the world that you don’t have to know about.”

“…”

“You must know that much, right?”

don’t know any more

Don’t even ask useless questions.

Don’t even let it come out of your mouth.

Whispering to her, whose eyes were mixed with confusion, tension, and even fear, unlike his smiling self.

Li Qingyu ended his speech meaningfully.

“If you’re ‘me’ who found a sword gun in a world where swordsmiths didn’t exist.”

* * *

He thought.

this place is weird

He was the one who had been feeling it ever since he entered the sword gun.

It wasn’t just because the ghost ship was broken right after entering or scattered with everyone.

Thanks to my superhuman senses, I kept feeling a strange sense of incongruity in this space.

Until now, as this place was a special place, he had assumed that this sense of incongruity was felt because of the barrier.

But now I know.

The discomfort he felt was not just because of such trivial matters.

“Hmm indeed. Does that mean you are a sword master?”

“Yes.”

“This is amazing. I never thought I’d actually see the Sword Master, who was only known as a legend.”

As if it were a new research subject.

He said quietly to the old man who had an excited expression on his face.

“Continue your story.”

“Oh dear. I’m sorry. I keep forgetting this when I get older.”

after laughing out loud.

The old man scratched his head.

“Let’s see…were we talking about how cute our granddaughter is?”

“You’ve already heard that story, so let’s finish talking about history.”

“Oh yes yes.”

As if I remembered it then.

The old man nodded and spoke calmly.

“First of all, the age of heroes you mentioned, at least there was none in the history I know.”

“…Does that mean the Sword Master never existed?”

“No, I did. It’s just that a new sword master has never been born after the first Sword Master, the Sword Emperor, and his apprentice, the Sword Demon, collided with the seven dragons.”

“…”

I already guessed.

However, after hearing those words, which was even more shocking when I heard it myself, I closed my eyes and was immersed in thought.

he opened his mouth again.

“then…. Cool!”

“Are you all right?”

The old man was startled.

Why did you have a bad complexion?

For he suddenly coughed up a bowl of blood with a violent cough.

“Nothing.”

But he didn’t care about the blood he vomited.

An old man with a grumpy face.

I was just muttering to myself while receiving the gaze of the so-called magic lord.

‘…The Sorceress Queen did something really absurd.’

Not that there were no doubts.

No matter how great the barriers are.

Whether there is a door in the depths of the deep sea.

Even though the sword gun was hidden in an easy-to-find place like the Geomryong Sea, why has no one found it for the past hundreds of years?

But now I could understand.

A door was really just a door.

The place where Sir hid the sword gun was not in Geomryonghae.

The sense of incongruity he felt was not attributable to the place called the sword gun, but to this world itself.

Because she really hid the gun in a place no one could find.

world and non-world.

Like mirrors facing each other.

A world of endless possibilities.

―To the parallel world.