The two-handed sword, which is over 2m long, is horizontally and straight, and there is no small movement.
Se-young’s eyes, holding on to it, focused only on the fact that the tip of the sword did not wave, and did not even dream.
Besides, there was only one hand holding that large two-handed sword.
Thick drops of sweat ran down Seyoung’s forehead and down her cheeks, dripping down to the floor.
Even in the midst of winter, she took off her top and spurted out hot steam like boiling water from the n.a.k.e.d body of Se-young.
The bulging muscles of the right arm that held out the hand that held the sword seemed to put a hard stone in it.
The shoulder muscles and the biceps muscles on both sides of the torso went beyond that level, and it was enough to express that they were sloppy.
In addition, even though she was only 17, her cleaved pectoral muscles and washboard-like six-pack abs provided Se-young’s dwarf body and unbalanced visual stimulation.
Seyoung let out a short breath and slowly pulled the sword out in front of her towards her body.
It’s like watching a very slow slow motion screen.
The sword, which was slowly pulled toward the body, passed behind the shoulder without stopping, and drew a circle with the upper body twisting half a turn in a circle.
At the same time, Se-young’s shoulder-width distance between her two feet widened as if taking a riding posture.
A two-handed sword held in one hand, a sword over 2 meters tall, swung back and forth left and right around Se-young’s n.a.k.e.d torso.
The trajectory of the sword that adds a curve to the curve that it swings around the body with just the snap of the wrist and the power of the arm.
The tip of a knife draws a smooth and unstoppable circle without a moment’s hesitation.
If you want to draw a circle above your head, whenever you twist the upper body loaded with rhythm from side to side, the sword’s trajectory moves to eye level and passes by.
The slow movements were graceful and graceful, and it was like seeing a dancing dancer, not a warrior with a sword.
Unlike the lower body, which does not budge as if it is deeply rooted, the movements of the three spirits that change the trajectory of the sword by twisting the upper body from side to side as if squeezing it gradually accelerated.
The sword, which was moving so slowly that it made a yawn, also became faster.
In the silent silence, there was an audible rustling of the wind.
The snap of the wrist that bends freely so that it is hard to believe that a two-handed sword is held with only one hand.
Conversely, a heavy two-handed sword threateningly flashed in all directions.
There was no sound, and then I wondered if I could hear the barely audible ripping of the wind, but suddenly the sound of the swaying of the flag shattered the silence, splitting the wind and breaking the darkness. .
The question is ‘why’ that it is useless for training. If you doubt, you can do nothing and get nothing.
Only one thing is needed.
‘What’s your goal?’
In the mixed memories, the memories of vowing revenge while listening to the ghastly and terrible screams of the burning village and people are clear.
But Se-young vowed revenge, thinking of her father, who poured gasoline on your body and ignited the fire, and her mother, who cried out to the world.
A video of parents’ self-immolation that has been viewed tens of thousands of times.
If I had seen it on the spot, the day might have come when I would have to bury it until the wound healed.
Time dulls and makes you forget.
However, the father and mother, who wander around with video files taken by others, repeatedly die painfully every time Se-young plays the video.
And Seyoung’s wounds don’t heal
Thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.
so you can’t miss it take this opportunity.
So I can’t give up this power.
how strong can you be
What kind of power would you have?
Because you know the answer to the most important question.
That is why, even if it is as hard and painful as it is to die, even if you collapse from exhaustion, you cannot give up.
Swap it and run.
Even if I choke and fall.
waking up and getting up
It is because they know the identity of the strength they will gain after this painful time has passed.
know the way to go
I know how to go.
I know that I will have strength and power that cannot be explained or proven by the knowledge that is used in this world.
If it was a dream, not a memory, it would be a delusion.
Knowing that it is true, he does not avoid that sweet temptation.
The more this painful time passes, the closer we get to the endless end.
The day when these faint fragments of memories become reality will come closer.
Suffering from mixed memories? confusion? what a big deal
Even so, Se-young didn’t care.
The power that I saw only beyond my memories.
All you have to do is reward the experience and knowledge you have until you get that power as you remember it.
Every time I fell down from exhaustion, my body didn’t listen, and every time I thought that today was all I could do, I thought, recalled, and pondered the name.
Eight faces and names.
The culprits who drove their parents to death.
Those who made them unhappy.
Whenever I was tired, exhausted, and wanted to give up, I stood up, remembering their faces one by one, as if they were forgetting the dried persimmons they had hidden away.
To Se-young, those eight times were a promise to himself that he would never rest until then, that he would avenge every single one of them.
In addition to reinforcing physical strength, eating to increase body size was also part of training.
Even though I ate half a fist, I was full, but I had to change it.
When I hated eating meat and it didn’t go down my throat, I thought of my dead father and mother.
A burning father and a mother who hugged him and screamed.
only thought of that
There were no happy memories.
because it makes you weak
‘love? It’s not bad. But power is forever at odds. Love moves hearts, but hate moves mountains. Power is the child of anger.’
Se-young liked the saying that hatred moves mountains.
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