The three of them came out of the bunker and followed Junhyung, who took the lead, and moved along another passage, not the fake platform.
The place I arrived after walking for two or thirty minutes was in front of an old rail that I couldn’t even guess when it was installed.
And a means of transport that looked older than the railroad was shown in front of the party.
Seeing that it was covered with dust and spider webs, Jihoon wondered if he should ride it out.
It was a rail handcar that had to be pumped up and down by two people holding on to something like a seesaw handle on either side.
It must have been several decades, but I was skeptical that it would break like dirt if I touched it with my hands rather than pumping it.
As Junhyung jumped up first, the planks rattled and a cloud of dust fluttered and stood up.
When Se-young got on, the whole handcar shook and dust rose up in lumps.
Junhyung, who got into the handcar, and Seyoung, who was following him, looked at Jihoon.
Jihoon experienced for the first time that knowing without speaking is not always a good thing.
The tantrums ran up to his throat, but in the end he had to pump, and his fate was decided.
‘Damn you narrow-minded people! If you do it, I’ll go even if I press it with my little finger by myself!’
As soon as I started pumping, I hated the handcar that moved right away without making a rusty sound and I was almost to death.
Somehow, in the section where the rails connect, a dim incandescent lamp is intermittently embedded in the rail, securing the watch to some extent.
The underground rails that stretched straight in a straight line had no end in sight.
My arms were sore and my breath was under my chin, so I had to rest a few times, but neither of them urged Jihoon or nagging.
Jihoon was more mean than that.
Whether it’s Se-young, who stands tall like a statue with a sword on a cane, or Jun-hyung, who is lying on his side and says “years and months” anyway, all you have to do is go and do the pumping with you.
When his arms tingled and a sweet smell came out of his mouth, he began to swear inwardly at fifty thousand swear words.
It’s really stupid with no conscience for humans who have the power to destroy mountains to make a weak and ordinary person like themselves pump these teeth.
What would you do if you were a superman with superhuman power that surprises the world?
Not a hero, but a villain.
“I’ll see you again.”
That was all.
Junhyung walked away as he entered the unknown mountain in such a way.
Jihoon had the wrong idea that the separation between the two superhumans who would surprise the world was plain.
‘By the way, where is this place?’
I could see the rice fields and the asphalt, but I had no idea where it was.
I felt like I had been pumping for more than two hours, but even so, I was bewildered as I thought that I had moved to the outskirts to the extent that I couldn’t even see a single building.
But he didn’t urge Se-young to say anything.
‘That’s not the subject.
Jihoon looked up at Seyoung, who was still standing in the same posture.
It was an absurd imagination, but it was like a lost child standing in the middle of the road, missing the hands of her parents.
‘The head must be complicated.’
The person who left said various things, but it was simple if I put it neatly in one word.
Se-young thought about what Jun-hyung had said the whole time he came.
There was no cliché to say that we should not bring misfortunes to those who remain and those we love.
Se-young and Jun-hyung knew that revenge was made and that talking about such a situation until now would be a foolish person who could not understand the situation at all or the sound of fluttering.
But Junhyung said more cruel words than those words.
‘Still, the world does not change.’
In a way, it’s a disappointing statement, but in a way, it’s cold-hearted.
Junhyung said he didn’t care whether Seyoung would turn Seoul into a sea of fire or destroy Korea.
Except for my brother’s life.
Whether the country is overturned or the country is destroyed, whether the whole world is a sea of fire.
He said nothing would change though.
‘I don’t mean to kill everyone. If that was the case, I wouldn’t have tried to save that guy. If there’s no such strong point, the background isn’t that bad.’
So, what was Junhyung going to do?
Are you going to try to drive everyone out of the country just as you would kick them out of Seoul?
So what are you going to do? Then what’s next? ‘I haven’t thought about the next. Only then will you be used as a tool and get rid of that girl or the gangsters. Did they go together in pairs?’
It’s hard to describe in words how I felt when I found out that Siyeon, who was dead and made me hate her even more, was alive.
It was happy for a while.
The emotions that followed… .
Se-young shook her head as if trying to turn away from the truth in her heart that could not be hidden even with lies.
Jihoon looked up and spoke.
“What are you going to do next?”
Jihoon did not avoid the eyes of Seyoung who was looking at him.
Somehow, just looking at the past few days, it didn’t seem like he had that kind of bloody look.
Even with a cold expression that is still blunt and shows no emotion.
Were Junhyung Lim’s words influenced? ‘Maybe really… ‘
“I’m going to stop.”
Jihoon’s mouth widened in surprise.
At the same time, I felt happy.
Se-young nodded at the question again.
“From the helicopter.”
Jihoon’s expression, which had been dyed with cheers of joy, stiffened as if on a screen where his expression was paused.
“Hell, why the helicopter? You say it’s all over?”
Jihoon’s pupils shook anxiously.
Se-young’s eyes were looking at Ji-hoon, but in her head, other people’s faces came to mind.
Eight culprits who have already been killed by beating their necks.
And the parents and families of those Wonheung.
Se-young looked at Ji-hoon and said.
“Yeah. Now I’m going to kill them all and end it here.”
Jihoon’s expression, which had been filled with anticipation, was rotten and stained.
‘Damn it! what do you end up with? does that end it? are you done? I’ll finish it well!’
Ji-hoon, who had seen hope for a short time, but could not accept the reality because it was shattered, went out to the roadside to find a means of transportation while muttering.
After waiting for a long time, I was able to see a truck, and before waving my hand, the truck braked and the driver saw Tak Se-young and was barely able to secure a means of transportation after a commotion.
Jihoon did not let go of the poor little citizen truck driver easily.
“Huh? So it’s closer to Unit 0000? Please go there.”
“Yes, yes! I see!”
“I’m afraid you’ll be misunderstood, but I’m a hostage.”
“Yes! Yes! All right. I’ll tell the other person that! Oh, no, no, I’ll say I never saw you two!”
Jihoon sat in the front passenger seat of the truck with an expression that said, “It’s not this,” and looked at the driver with fear.
Then, with a dissatisfied expression, I looked at Se-young in the rearview mirror, who was unable to ride with her because of her size.
‘That knife, isn’t it a normal knife?’
In addition to talking about revenge, Junhyung revealed a problem that the three youngs had been consciously neglecting throughout the whole time, like a ghost.
He recognized at a glance that the ‘fighting sword’ is not just a sword.
‘Everything comes at a cost. Our brothers and sisters were also different from normal people, but there was something that we had to get younger. And I had to pay the price. You too have gained power that the world cannot do, but there will be a price to pay.”
Seyoung stared at the fighting sword in her hand.
Memories of coexisting while holding a sword.
Of course, that memory had a beginning and an end.
It was a wonder how one person’s memory could be shared through a sword, but only that was inexplicable, and the rest made Se-Young’s head understand.
The fighting sword did not come from this world.
it will be sent
To take you to the other world.
The master of the sword put all his memories into a fighting sword in the form of powerful thoughts and sent them across the dimension.
However, it is not clear whether it was originally intended to be sent to the world where Se-young lived, or whether it was intended to be sent to the world in which he lived.
The owner of the Vulcan Hyziliac ‘Fighting Sword’.
He didn’t do Se-young a favor without any reason.
In Se-young’s memory, he was an ordinary boy.
I didn’t know how to hate others, I didn’t know how to be angry, I didn’t know how to envy anyone.
Just as the equation of darkness and shadow does not hold for the word light, he only had an extremely good nature, as if he lacked emotions.
Misfortune struck his childhood.
The whole village was burned, and the family and villagers were trapped alive in the synagogue and burned to death.
He vowed revenge and wandered in pursuit of power.
And fortunately, I met my master.
After gaining strength and becoming stronger, he took revenge.
They found and killed the people who had been burned by their families and villagers, and found and killed the person who caused them to do such a thing.
It was such a cruel and painful death that not even a single livestock was spared.
He was no longer a good man.
But it didn’t end there.
Due to his vengeance, the higher ones, who wielded the dead by fighting swords, demanded his death, and even the rulers of the realm and noble priests denounced him as a ‘murderer’ and ‘slayer’.
Vulcan Hyziliak has gone mad, killing too many people in addition to his out-of-control rage and hatred.
And I was caught up in the false idea that the world was wrong.
He overthrew the kingdom, slaughtered the priests, and, not satisfied with it, destroyed all the kingdoms of the world in which he lived in the course of a hundred seasons.
He also built his own army and established his own kingdom.
They did not rule only as a means to destroy the world.
If the evil one is mad, it will be wrath. Dark days of blood and slaughter would have lasted.
However, when the good man went crazy, he reached a situation that no one could predict, who could not predict the future.
Vulcan Hyziliak, seeking revenge for the death of his family and the death of the villagers, for two hundred years, searching for the cause in others, eventually turned to the world of the souls of the dead.
A land that goes into darkness where the sun sets forever.
He thought that if Erev, the world where the soul goes, would be removed, there would be no sorrow in the death of anyone.
The maddening tenacity achieved the feat of opening the way to Erev with the first living body.
And it collided with the order of Erev, which did not allow all living things.
His strength did not escape the fate of extinction even for the powerful beings that govern the order of Erev.
In the world in which he lived, he had ten times more memories than the memories he had fought all his life, the endless battle at Erev.
Vulcan’s madness gradually faded with the endless fight. Also, the order of Erev, the land of the soul, has also changed.
In order to deal with the living Vulcan, a figure was formed and the figures gathered to form a group.
And from a certain moment, the beings of Erev began to try to escape from their world.
Vulcan, who tried to destroy Erev itself, realized later that things had gone terribly wrong after he escaped from madness.
Because he knew that if Erev’s powerful beings descended into another dimension, all living things would be unable to resist.
There was another bigger problem.
The key that allowed Erev’s beings to go to another dimension was Vulkan’s body.
Only his living, breathing body could open the door.
Since then, the direction of the war has changed.
Vulcan Hyziliak couldn’t leave, even to stop Erev.
He never died though.
Instead of using his own body as a bait to make the sacrifice of sealing the powerful beings of Erev together with his body, he threw his fighting sword into another world.
to ask for help.
Se-young knew all this from the day she first grabbed the ‘fighting knife’.
And as it was in the beginning, Se-young’s heart is still the same now.
The invitation to the other world was a specification.
The reason for the destruction of Erevni is because Se-young was not a part-timer.
I didn’t care that much anymore.
However, something unexpected happened very briefly.
In the process of receiving the ‘Blessing of the Sword’, I was a little reluctant to have had contact with something other than a memory from the past.
For, despite the apparent refusal of body and mind, there was instantaneous contact with the world beyond in whatever form it was.
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