Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 726

-Yul.

There is something my teacher once said.

-There will be times in your life when you feel like the world is only cruel to you.

He was a parent and friend to me.
The words he, his friend and everything, would often say to his younger self as he sat him on his lap.

Sigh.

The hand that stroked my head was rough but kind.

-I try to think about it every time.

The voice he spoke was dry but soft.

-Even if the world gives you a hard time. That means it’s not your fault.

These words were spoken as if to comfort Seongyul, who was crying after being bullied so much.

Young Seongyul nodded after hearing those words. Even though a lot of time had passed, I couldn’t understand it.

Is it really true that it is not my fault?

A world that is becoming increasingly black.
The flesh that tries to come out at any time.

No matter how much I recited and thought about the enlightenment I learned from Taoism, these were things I could not control.

I want to kill him.
I want to kill everything in sight.

I don’t know why it should be like that.
I don’t even know why I’m like this.

I felt like I had to do one thing.
It seemed as if that was the reason he was born.

It was around this time that I couldn’t bear it anymore and bit my teacher’s hand as hard as I could.

The teacher always stroked Seongyul’s back with the same expression.

It’s okay.
That you can bear it.

I can do it.
I tried to hold back from saying that.

I changed what was biting my teacher’s hand into my own.
On days when I couldn’t bear it, I went under the blanket and faced the darkness.

That’s how I lived.

Cursed life.
A teacher who accepted me like that.

I somehow endured it, remembering just that one thing.

A teacher is one’s fence.
A fence that surrounds and protects. I was able to survive because I had a teacher, and I was able to survive because I had a teacher.

if.

‘What should I do now?’

How should one live now that such a teacher is gone?

This was the thought that came to mind the first time I killed someone.

Blood on the blade.

Seongyul looked at the person he killed with his sword.

He died a cruel death with eggs all over his body.
They said he was a man who raped a woman from a neighboring village and ran away.

“…”

How did you feel at that time?

Shoot ahhh.

That day, rain fell from the sky. A day when it was said that it was pouring like crazy, causing flooding in some areas.

I found myself seeing the blood flowing down there and the person dying coldly.

Feeling guilty about killing people while living as a Taoist scholar.
The fear of ultimately killing a human being.

It would be a lie to say that there was no such thing, but what was at the center of all the heavy emotions was swallowed up.

In the end, it was a joy.

“Whoa…Whoa.”

I’m thrilled.
A dying human being is such a brilliant thing.

Even in the rain, the smell of blood was thick, and the scent that passed my nose was absolutely luscious.
How can it be so beautiful?

You quickly become addicted to killing.

The moment I recognized that.

“Wow…!!”

Seongyul sat down and let out a vomit.

“Whoops…!”

I couldn’t stand my ugly self.
The person who admires the death of people. I don’t even feel like a human being.

I felt like a monster and couldn’t bear it.

“Ugh…black….”

Seongyul held back his tears and raised his sword.
This is the sword that cut down the man like crazy.

This time, the sword is aimed at Seongyul’s neck.

If this happens, let’s die.

Let’s just die and disappear.
Just when I made up my mind to cut my own head.

-Yul.

“…”

At the faint sound of his teacher’s voice, Seongyul had to freeze his body.

-Okay.

I remembered my teacher’s words to me.
I remembered the face of an old man smiling even when his end was just around the corner.

-Hani, buy it.

Seongyul couldn’t bring himself to bring the sword.

“…Ah….”

Is there really any meaning in surviving life like this?
I will end up becoming a monster. Is it really worth it as a human being?

“Please…”

If you know, please let someone know the answer.

Seongyul at that time.

I prayed like that in the rain.

“Jin Im-seok.”

“…”

The voice was filled with excitement.

A wide space can be seen beyond the illuminated field of view.
A wide, flat place made of squares. Countless spectators surrounding it.

Exciting-!
Upon seeing this, Seongyul’s heart pounded wildly.

Bugs.

The crowds filling the surroundings are like insects.
I want to trample everything to death and stain the world with blood.

When that thought occurred to me, I immediately grabbed my chest.

‘Whoa.’

Okay.

Breathe calmly and think about it.

He is behind me.

So it’s okay.
Seongyul repeated this over and over again to cool his head.

“Jin Im-seok. Are you okay?”

I nodded at the referee’s words.

“We will begin now. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Asking to check the status.
The answer to that question was decided before it was posted.

“yes. No problem.”

“I understand.”

As a result, the referee’s gaze turns to the other side. This is the person who stood in front of Seongyul.
A figure painted in dark colors from head to toe.

‘…Did you say he was a non-Christian?’

The owner of the Pan family. Biseongdo Paeng Ujin.
He was definitely a young man who was called that.

“Peng Wujin.”

“This side is ready too. “Once upon a time.”

“…I understand. If you do, I will prepare a banmu.”

Peng Woo-jin chuckles at the referee’s words.
Seongyul had to feel something strange when he saw that smile.

‘what.’

I can’t describe it.
It is a bizarre feeling that cannot be explained in words.

Should I say that I am naturally wary?

Seongyul frowns slightly at the unknown energy.

“Did you say Confucius Jin?”

Before the dance started, Peng Woo-jin spoke to Seong-yul.

“yes.”

Jin Im-seok is a name I still can’t get used to.
However, since he told him to do so, Seongyul just nodded.

“Looking at you, you seem to be quite close to our former Confucius.”

“…yes?”

we?
The tone mixed with the words was somewhat strange, but Seongyul did not bother to point it out.

“What do you think?”

“What do you mean?”

“They say that all friends of friends are the same friends. I also have a close relationship with the former Confucius. “Prince Jin, how about becoming friendly with me?”

“…”

Suddenly, what does that mean?
In an embarrassing situation, Seongyul couldn’t say anything else.

Are you making fun of yourself by saying this right before a meeting?
A thought like that suddenly crossed his mind, but Seongyul decided not to delve deeper into it.

‘Because there’s something important.’

I had something to gain from this meeting.
You shouldn’t be swayed by useless things.

Sreung.

Before spitting out an answer, Seongyul first pulled out his sword.
Peng Woo-jin, who was laughing at that sight, pauses slightly.

“First of all, I’m sorry.”

“this…! Are you saying no? “Then I feel very sorry.”

“Rather than rejection. Please correct me, I am not friends with Gu Confucius.”

“Hmm?”

I cannot associate myself with him by saying we are friends.

“I am simply following in his footsteps. “Because we are not in a relationship worthy of being called friends.”

Following along does not mean following in the footsteps of someone who has lived and continues to live.
I’m really just following along literally.

“also.”

Seongyul strengthens the hand holding the sword.

“I appreciate the words of Prince Peng… but if we enter into a relationship, I will hesitate to put the point of my sword to death, so I apologize, but I decline.”

I don’t want to waste anything in my hands.
Because I had to overcome this fight somehow.

“Hmm.”

Hearing Seongyul’s words, Peng Woojin sighs as if he feels regretful.

However, he did not erase the smile he was making.

“It’s really unfortunate. “It can’t be compared to the old Confucius, but… the Jin Confucius also has a good color.”

color?

No clothes or snow. Or does it mean hair?

Seongyul wondered for a moment, but Peng Woojin just continued what he was saying.

“I fully understand what Confucius Jin said. That makes me even more disappointed.”

Once you are in a relationship, it is difficult to put the end to your sword.
Peng Wujin understood those words very well.

“That’s why I wanted to build a relationship.”

“…?”

The moment Seongyul frowned after hearing the words.

“preparation.”

A word came to the referee.
Seongyul pays close attention to those words.

You must not let down your guard.
Seongyul never wanted to let down his guard against Peng Woojin.

Before going on stage. Ouyang Chen spoke clearly.

-Do everything you can. If not, are you going to come down and search for me?

A warning that gives me chills just hearing it.
While he was slightly in a cold sweat just thinking about it, Seongyul realized the meaning behind the words.

Someone you can give your all to.

Ouyangcheon had given Seongyul a hint in advance.
Peng Wujin is strong, so focus. With such a warning.

“after.”

nervous.

boundary.

Concentration.

Slowly, Seongyul’s energy awakened and his body became warm.
I concentrated my energy on steady breathing and focused all my attention on Peng Wujin.

I don’t lose.
Win somehow.

therefore.

‘I will listen to the teacher’s story.’

I pledged my resolve.
In such a hardened state of mind. The referee slowly opens his mouth.

“Bimu. start.”

months-!

The blade of the hand raised by the referee soon falls to the floor.
Seongyul wanted to rush straight to Pang Woojin.

“I’m sorry in advance.”

Kuung-!

“Kooup!”

dump.

‘uh?’

With a sudden shock, Seongyul’s knees fell.
What situation is this? In his blurred vision, Seongyul barely touched the floor.

Grumbling.
Fighting-!

The flowing blood soaks the floor.

It was his own blood.
Seongyul quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Beyond his fading vision, Seongyul realizes.

‘Did you lose consciousness for a moment…?’

No matter how long it is, it will not last longer than one second.
Even if it’s only for a short moment. Seongyul clearly fainted.

What happened?
Seongyul stiffly raised his head and looked at Peng Wujin.

Peng Woojin, who was a few steps away, was suddenly standing in front of Seongyul.

What did you just hit?
Is it a fist or a cross section of a sword?

Whatever it was, it was no different from the fact that it had attacked him.

at that time.

“In the beginning.”

A voice was heard from Peng Wujin.

“I don’t like this very much.”

“…what…?”

“Anyway, it’s useless to try to tell incompetent people something. “It’s hard to show much because this side also wants something.”

Peng Woo-jin scratches his cheek as if he doesn’t like it.

“one.”

“…!”

Seongyul quickly jumped back.

Kwakagak–!!

Even as he was spitting out words, Peng Wujin swung his sword and cut down where Seongyul was.
Whoaaaah–!! Seongyul swallowed his sleep as he looked at the heavy pottery.

If I hadn’t avoided it, my chest would have been deeply cut.

“It is also a request from someone who can give you what you want. Unlike other idiots, you are not incompetent. “I’d like to give it a try.”

bang-!

Peng Wujin’s sword briefly hit the floor.
A reaction erupts and change comes.

The province began to turn black.

“If there is one thing I wish for from Prince Jin here… I beg of you.”

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut—!!

A tremendous sword.
Seongyul bit his lip at that sound.

What is the author talking about?

Words of unknown meaning made Seongyul confused.
I couldn’t ask this.

“I hope you make me a little happy.”

This is because as soon as Peng Woo-jin finished speaking, he smiled brightly and rushed towards Seong-yul.

Kwakagak-!

“Ugh!”

Seongyul lets out a short groan as he blocks the sword with his sword.
I felt like I finally understood.

An unknown sensation felt by Peng Ujin.
I recognized what it was.

fear.
Seongyul’s instinct was to fear Peng Wujin.

Gii-ing-!
He quickly puts strength on his sword.

I was able to somehow block Pang Woo-jin’s heavy attack, but I felt like I was going crazy just from touching it.

bang-! Bang bang! bang-!!

It feels like being hit with a blunt weapon.
I was clearly blocking everything, but it felt like my arm was going to fall off.

Geek-!

“…!”

The swords that were in contact were twisted and their paths changed.
thud-! The air pressure explodes and the arm holding the sword recoils greatly.

As a result, a large gap appeared in the upper body.

Seongyul hurriedly gathers his strength in one place and defends himself.

Kwasik-!

Peng Wu-jin was struck with a cotton blade rather than a blade.
Immediately the river broke.

It was an incredible power.

Quack-!!

“…Kahahah!”

The drawing hits Seongyul’s upper body directly.
I could clearly feel my bones shaking.

Whoa-!!

Seongyul was blown away by the shock and rolled on the floor.
Every time he rolled, his blood left a trace on the non-stage.

“Ugh…”

Seongyul barely stops himself and breathes harshly, holding his chest.
My ribs must have been cracked, so I felt pain every time I breathed.

Seongyul felt it and had to move.

Peng Woo-jin continues to attack Seong-yul, as if he has no intention of leaving him alone.
Seongyul thought as he narrowly avoided the flying wagang.

‘Strong….’

Strong.

I realized this through the sum of these few times.
Interest is stronger than you can imagine.

It feels different from when I dance with Gu Yang-cheon, but the conclusion at the end is the same.

‘…can’t win.’

The end was clear. A level that cannot be defeated no matter what you do.
The overwhelming gap makes you lose your will to fight.

Or maybe that was why.

The reason Ouyangcheon made such a bet.
Did he say that because he knew he would never win?

If so, it was too cruel.

Kwaaang-!

Seongyul’s lower body collapses from the impact of the sword’s face.

My legs were shaking.

Even though I blocked it with both hands, it was still like this.
It felt like I had been hit with a rock.

“I’ll do it one more time.”

It’s Peng Wujin’s voice.

Unlike the strong force, Seongyul bites his lip at the quiet warning.

Even if you know it, you can’t avoid it.
The moment I heard the words, the soldier was already falling.

Kwaaaaang—!!!

A greater impact falls on the surface of the sword.

“Pfft…!!!”

thud-!

As before, Seongyul’s one knee fell.

The sword he was holding also goes down.

‘Ah…’

That’s the end.
Looking at the sword, Seongyul came to mind.

There was nothing I could do about this.

Clink!

Seongyul’s sword falls to the ground.
Seongyul, who was on his knees, bowed his head.

My arms and legs no longer had any strength.
My muscles are trembling and screaming silently.

‘…’

As I look down at the floor, my vision gradually fades away.

It would be a shame not to hear anything about Master. I couldn’t help it.

‘…can’t win.’

I can’t do it myself.
This was unavoidable from the beginning.

By the time Seongyul finally surrendered himself in the distance.

[hey.]

“…!”

Stop-!

Seongyul’s eyes lit up at the familiar voice.

[What are you doing?]

It was an electric sound.

Seongyul immediately turns his head and looks behind him.
Below where the crowd is gathered. Among the people waiting, he found one eye looking at him.

[What are you doing now, you idiot?]

A young man swearing harshly with his fiercely raised eyes.
Just looking at those blue eyes makes you scared.

[I’m about to give up after doing something. Are you crazy?]

“…”

Seongyul bit his lip as he was yelled at.
Originally, I would have just quietly accepted it.

[…What are you telling me to do?]

For the first time, Seongyul confronted Ouyangcheon as if he was rebelling.
It meant that he was also feeling uncomfortable.

[What should I do, you idiot? Do it right. Don’t give up.]

[You can’t win.]

[You can’t win? What have you done that makes you conclude like that?]

[…You’ve used all your strength. I can’t win against the author…]

[Ha.]

Ouyangcheon laughed as if Seongyul’s words were funny.

[It’s so damn hard to write it all down. It seems like I have a lot of energy left, but I’ve used up all of it.]

[No…! I’m sure…]

[The guy who said he used up everything has left me with the strength to use it all. Is this really all you wrote?]

[…!]

Seongyul immediately fell silent at Ouyangcheon’s point.

[Try everything? Try everything. You didn’t do anything. After getting hit a few times, he just lowers his tail and whines.]

Ugh.

I clenched my fists.
I wanted to refute it, but there was nothing I could say.

[Don’t act like a brat. Don’t do anything just because you’re scared and don’t convince yourself that you’ve done everything. That’s a really dirty thing.]

[You…what the hell do you know…]

[I don’t know, so show me, you idiot! There’s a lot left to do. When it’s time to make excuses, pick up your sword.]

The irritated tone of voice makes you feel angry. I just want to give up like this. When that feeling comes to mind again and again.

[Can’t you fucking listen quickly? If you come down like that, you will be left behind by me, not Peng Ujin. Do you know!?]

Seongyul finally grabbed his sword again at the furious shout.

My muscles twitch at the action.
My body was truly at its limit.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

I tried to move unsteadily, but it wasn’t easy.

Peng Woo-jin was waiting for such a relaxed expression.
His eyes looked as if he was trying to do something more.

[Giving up is really doing everything you can.]

Even when he stumbles and gets up, Ouyangcheon continues to say more.

[To end up like an idiot like you without trying anything is not giving up, it’s running away.]

What’s the difference between the two?
Seongyul didn’t understand.

[Do it right.]

“…”

[You know. [There are still things you can do.]

Things you can do.
Seongyul opened his eyes at those words.

Yes, like Gu Yang-cheon said, there had to be something that hadn’t been done yet.
Something I didn’t do and was afraid to do.

Seongyul calmly closes his eyes. A lock peeked through his darkness.

Old and cracked lock.
It was something that would break if you just hit it.

There was a lock on the door at the back, and perhaps because of the shabby lock, a terrible energy was leaking through the door.

You shouldn’t open that.
If you open it, the monster inside will come out and eat you.

Because I knew that, it was something I held back even though I wanted to open it.

“…”

Seongyul took a breath as he looked at the lock.

I don’t know.

What are you talking about that you know?
I don’t even know that.

To Seongyul, all he can see is a lock.

The thing that made you curse yourself.
I still felt like I shouldn’t touch that thing.

[Don’t be scared.]

After hearing those words spoken by Ouyangcheon.

[Because it’ll be okay.]

“…”

Seongyul touched the lock without realizing it.

Tuk.

Crispy-!

The lock breaks with a slight grazing sensation.

Wow!
The locked door was opened.

That moment.

Hua Aak — !!!
The energy inside consumed Seongyul.

A word from the author (author review) Thank you for reading today. ( _ _ )

Forgive me for being late.
I fell asleep thinking I had made a reservation… but I didn’t press the confirm button. I confirmed it now.