I’m Here to End This Fight - Chapter 443



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Episode 443. Masterpiece (4)
The work of creating weapons imbued with the ego.

It was an impossible fantasy for the blacksmiths who struck iron.

Think about it.

The weapon I created has an ego.

How is that any different from creating a life with my own hands?

This would be similar to becoming a creator god.

But why would creating a weapon with an ego be called an impossible fantasy?

Because it was literally impossible.

‘Unless magic is revived in the world… there can be no such thing as a weapon with a soul.’

magic.

There are records that during the time when this miraculous power existed, weapons with self-awareness were often created using magical powers.

But that was something that happened in the distant past, over a thousand years ago.

A time when dragons were extinct and magic disappeared.

The story about the ego weapon is now that the chosen one becomes a warrior with the weapon imbued with the ego.

Or, it was just something that appeared in novels that only children would read, like a sword being created with a self by someone’s soul in it.

That is why the birth of ego weapons was considered impossible and a mere illusion.

Hoong-!

Before their eyes… a weapon imbued with self-awareness appeared in front of dozens of people.

“Really?!”

“Really? Is this really an ego weapon?!”

The artisans of the Gols all stuck their heads out to see the glass sword.

Yuri also looked down at the sword in her hand with a curious look.

‘A sword that contains my true self?’

He already had a moon.

Judging from what happened with him so far, it’s clear that Wolu also has an ego.

But Yuri didn’t think of Wolu as a weapon with an ego.

‘He’s a spirit.’

Although it has the form of a sword, Wolu’s true identity is a spirit.

That is, it was an incarnation.

This is what John had already said before.

‘A Wolru made of a spirit body… and a sword infused with ego.’

This also meant that there might be a spirit in the sword that Do-cheol made.

Yuri looked at Docheol with eyes filled with admiration.

“That’s amazing.”

A heartfelt admiration.

At this, Do-cheol smiled faintly.

“That child was not entirely my creation.”

“then?”

“I was lucky.”

Do-cheol’s words caught the attention of not only Yu-ri but also the other craftsmen.

The story that will come out of his mouth from now on will be the secret to creating ego weapons.

Soon, even the sound of breathing in the room completely disappeared.

Do-cheol’s mouth opened.

“The glass contained in the broken white steel sword, the mana remaining in the dead dragon’s bones, and the heart of the dwarf king embedded in the white iron. All I did was mix those three together.”

“So the reason you were able to make this sword was because of the materials?”

“Material rush… Hahaha! Yeah, that’s right!”

Do-cheol nodded, smiling as if he was happy.

“A material with a strong saltiness, a material with a strong energy, and a material with a clear mind like Baekcheol. Where else in the world can there be a material with a strong saltiness and a strong energy? These three things are in my hands at once… This is the real material rush!”

As Do-cheol spoke his indifferent story, the craftsmen around him were busy quickly repeating what he had said and putting it into their heads.

Strong salt.

Intense energy.

Clear mind.

If they can get their hands on those three materials, they are ready to create their own ego weapons.

Even though it was hard to get, it was worth the challenge.

Yuri opened her mouth to Docheol at the reactions of those around her.

“well.”

“huh?”

“Honey, I can cook a little bit. Honestly, the food I make tastes amazing even if I eat it myself. Do you know what the secret is?”

“What is it?”

“Taste.”

Do-cheol’s eyes widened.

Yuri, who looked straight at this, continued speaking.

“Even if you give the same ingredients, the taste changes depending on the hand that cooks them. In other words, the one who completed this incredibly delicious sword is… your hand, Master.”

“… … .”

“Inspiration, you are the best. I don’t usually say things like that, so you can be proud.”

Do-cheol saw Yu-ri raise her thumb.

His eyes, which had opened wide in surprise, soon warmed up.

Then he answered with a slightly embarrassed smile.

“Stop talking nonsense and give the kid a name.”

“Won’t your father build it? He’s your son.”

“You are the one who will be attached to that child from now on. Even if I name it, it will only be hard to break away from it later… So, you name the child.”

“If that’s the case.”

Yuri nodded as if she understood and looked down at the sword in her hand.

Hoong-!

A faint ringing in the palm of your hand.

There was a deep sense of anticipation in it.

As if asking for a pretty name.

‘I want to call him ‘meow’ because he keeps meowing.’

I thought I should give it a proper name because if I continued like that, Do-cheol would probably take the sword away right away.

So Yuri stared at the sword seriously.

The Dwarf King’s heart, now inaudible.

[Tang- tang-!]

But Yuri’s gaze naturally fell on the pure white wave pattern, with the sound of the hammer of atonement still vivid in his mind.

White, which shows a subtle presence even between silver and red.

The moment he saw this, a word came out naturally from his mouth.

“…Snow soul.”

“Snowy night, snowy night… … .”

Do-cheol closed his eyes and repeated the name over and over again.

‘A soul as white as snow. Or does that mean… someone’s soul has been washed clean?’

No, maybe both meanings could apply.

Either way, it was fine.

“Good!”

Do-cheol thought that the name Yu-ri had given was perfect for the newborn baby.

He had a bright smile full of satisfaction.

Yuri’s face turned pitiful when she saw this.

Yuri slightly bowed her head as if in meditation.

Do-cheol tilted his head when faced with this.

“What are you doing now?”

“I pray for his soul to rest in peace.”

“Who got killed?”

“no.”

“then?”

“Are you praying for the souls of those who will die in the future?”

“Who is getting kicked out?”

“inspiration.”

“…who?”

“Who are you? Who are you? You’re the one who just asked me who I am.”

“… … ?”

Yuri’s expression became even more pitiful as she saw question marks constantly floating over Do-cheol’s head.

“You’ve worked hard for so long, sir. I’ll take good care of Seol-hon, so leave with peace of mind. Don’t have any regrets.”

“… … ?”

“But since we still have a lot in common, I’ll go see the funeral before I leave.”

Finally, Do-cheol couldn’t stand it anymore and exploded.

“Why is this pair of bastards handling dead on a good day?”

“What, the old man isn’t dead?”

“Why should I die?”

“Why don’t you die?”

“This son of a bitch?!”

“No! If you’re not going to die, why are you acting like you’re going to die soon?”

“When did I!”

“You just smiled like you had achieved all your life goals and had no regrets! Didn’t you? Everyone saw it, right?”

As Yuri looked around for agreement, Goljoks began nodding their heads here and there.

Yuri sticks out her chest as if telling people to look at it.

“See! We all saw it that way!”

“profit!”

“And in the flow of things, it’s polite to die for someone who has put so much passion and effort into achieving their goal!”

“You’re just saying polite things and falling down! Why should I die? I won’t be able to move for the next ten years!”

“What! Why aren’t you dead? Ask me for my emotions!”

“…Was my death that touching to you?”

“I thought I had used up all my life, which was as short as a rat’s tail, making my sword.”

The warm atmosphere until now was nowhere to be found.

Do-cheol sat up abruptly, his face turning red.

“I… … !”

His face turned pale for a moment as he glared at Yuri.

“Ugh!”

Do-cheol, who had been holding the back of his neck, froze stiffly and fell backwards.

“Me, me?!”

“Do, Do-cheol?!”

Yuri tilted her head and muttered softly as she watched the surprised masters and craftsmen rushing towards the fallen iron.

“… is he dead?”

* * *

Fortunately or unfortunately, Do-cheol did not die.

It was just that his weakened energy couldn’t handle the sudden anger and he fainted.

In that way, Do-cheol replenishes his lost energy and regains his health.

Yuri’s group began preparing to leave the sleepless castle.

And finally, the day to leave the sleepless city.

“Hoo hoo hoo.”

“Hehehe!”

“hungry.”

Gunther, Arin, and Poppy smiled happily at the sight of a large sack full of things.

“Hehehe, how much is all that?”

“hungry.”

“Hahaha, I guess I won’t have to worry about pocket money for a while.”

The items in the backpack were all sorts of odds and ends they had received while helping with the repairs of the insomnia castle.

But the one who created that mess was none other than the Goljok.

If you add the adjective ‘goljokje’ to it, it will be no problem for that junk to be transformed into a luxury item.

And if you bring them and sell them, you won’t have to worry about running out of pocket money for a while.

The trio smiled with satisfaction at their successful money-making.

Julia looked at the back of the heads of the three and let out a small sigh.

Meanwhile, Theresia was exchanging greetings with May.

“Where are you going now?”

“Yuri said that she was going to the territory of the Yum tribe.”

“The territory of the Yum tribe? Why there?”

“I also don’t know the reason… … .”

May and Teresia, who did not know the visa, could not help but wonder why Yuri was going there.

But that was only for a moment.

May, who had cleared her doubts, patted her niece’s shoulder.

“Take care.”

“Your aunt too.”

“I write letters often.”

“Ah! If you’re going to stay here forever, I’ll send you a letter.”

“No, not to me.”

“yes?”

“Go home. Your father will be worried.”

“… … .”

May patted her niece’s head as she became silent and looked into her eyes.

“Aren’t we family?”

“…yes.”

May’s smile deepened as Theresia nodded slightly.

That was when.

“Hey, how long are you going to keep squatting like that! Hurry up and pack your bags! I’m leaving now!”

A loud shout was suddenly heard.

At this, May smiled brightly and whispered softly in Theresia’s ear.

“Don’t miss out and regret it like I did… You stick with me.”

“yes?”

Teresia asked what that meant.

But May didn’t answer, but grabbed Theresia’s shoulder and forcibly turned her body around.

Then he gently pushed my back.

“Hurry up and pack your bags!”

Towards Yuri, who was kicking Poppy’s butt.

“… … !”

Surprised by this, Teresia turned around and saw May smiling and waving her hand lightly.

Teresia, who had been blinking, smiled along with her aunt’s smile and then turned her head and walked forward.

Towards where Yuri and her friends are.

* * *

Do-cheol lay on the bed and watched Yu-ri and her party leave through the window.

“You fucking brat, you’re finally leaving.”

What on earth was so pretty that he worked so hard to make a sword?

Even now, when I think about it again, the back of my neck that had been sore that day feels stiff again.

“joy!”

widely-!

Do-cheol’s gaze turned to the other side as he closed the window noisily with a snort.

On a small table.

There was something large, wrapped in dark brown paper and tied tightly with string.

“What is this?”

It wasn’t there until a little while ago, so when on earth did it come and who put it there?

Do-cheol took a bundle of dark brown paper with questioning eyes and began to untie the string.

“Hey, you wrapped it up so tightly!”

His hands did not rest, even though he kept grumbling, and finally he untied all the strings.

Rustle-.

A red lump revealed itself between the torn pieces of paper.

As soon as he saw this, Do-cheol’s eyes widened.

“What, what is this?”

What was projected into his pupil was a large lump of dragon bone.

Do-cheol quickly turned his head and hid the dragon bone under the blanket to see who would see it.

Then, the letters written on the paper covering the dragon bone were clearly revealed.

-It’s the inspiration.-

Even in the short text, the corners of Do-cheol’s mouth slightly went up at the tone of a shameless bastard.

“Hey, you little brat… … .”

While he was concentrating on making Seolhon.

How angry he must have been when he heard that everyone else had divided up the Dragon Bone among themselves, leaving him out.

And the one who created this situation is a guy named Yuri Holland.

Do-cheol couldn’t have been in a good mood since he had made a sword and then got hit in the back of the head.

however…….

“… Still, he was a man with a conscience.”

As it turned out, the guy had already set aside his share.

Even its size seemed to be twice that of the one that went into making Seolhon.

“Cahem!”

Do-cheol coughed in satisfaction and wrapped Dragon Bone in the blanket even more tightly.

Then Do-cheol opened the window that had been tightly closed again.

His gaze followed the backs of Yuri and her group, who had already moved quite far away.

* * *

A day has passed since I left the sleepless city.

Arin, who was walking diligently with her backpack on her back, turned her gaze to the side to relieve her boredom.

“Senior Tessha!”

Teresia, who was walking beside Arin, answered her call.

“huh?”

“By the way, how long will Lady May be staying at the sleepless castle?”

“Well? Since you have such a strong wanderlust… I wonder where you’ll go next?”

At that, Gunther asked this time.

“So when are you going to return to the Winchester family? I’d like to send you a letter to say hello.”

“I don’t know about that either. My aunt didn’t come back to the family very often. No, she didn’t like being in the family in the first place.”

“Yes? Why?”

“When I return to my family, my grandmother keeps nagging me to get married.”

“Ah, I see.”

Gunther, who had been nodding, realized something and asked back in surprise.

“Oh, May, are you still single?”

Arin was surprised as well.

“No, why?! With that look! With that ability! What’s lacking?!”

At their surprise, Theresia smiled bitterly.

“You’re such a free spirit that you don’t like being tied down by anything… but from what I’ve seen, it seems like you still haven’t forgotten your first love.”

“Wow… How great of a person must he be that Lady May still hasn’t forgotten him?”

“That’s true.”

“hungry!”

It was Julia who responded to Arin, Gunther, and Poppy’s exclamations.

“Huh? You guys didn’t know?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The Shadow Queen’s unrequited love story.”

“yes?”

Julia, who saw Gunther, Arin, and Poppy widen their eyes, said as if she really didn’t know.

“Isn’t that really famous?”

“What else is there to say besides the famous stories of other people’s unrequited loves?”

“Of course. The Shadow Queen’s crush was incredibly famous.”

“Who is that?”

“The sword of innocence.”

As soon as those words were out of his mouth, Yuri, who was leading the group, suddenly stopped walking.