Absolute Sword Sense novel - Chapter 4
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
A novel by the same Author of nano machin and the same universe:
https://novelrare.com/novel/myst-might-mayhem-novel/novel/
‘You… what are you?’
Thanks to following the dagger’s instructions, I managed to overcome at least one crisis. At first, I do wonder if I am really hallucinating or if it is really the dagger. Still, I struggle to understand this unfamiliar and bizarre experience after experiencing it for the first time.
-I am the Small Short Sword.
The dagger states its sword name with elation. The name of the dagger is Small Short Sword. It is also the name that is engraved on the sheath.
-Do you think they didn’t know how to write Big and ended up using the sword Small? What a shame they did this to me, Small!?
The dagger, strangely, seems to not like being a dagger.
However, I can’t figure out how the dagger managed to figure out the attacks of that second-rate warrior and even gave me instructions to deal with him.
-Because I can see, I told you. I saved your life in the best way.
‘It isn’t like that.’
-As if. You are someone who has too many doubts.
‘Would anyone find it easy to accept this?’
-True. It is strange for me that you, a human, can hear my voice
The dagger understands what I am saying. It is like I am talking to a person and not a dagger.
-Oh my, after 47 years of being a sword, I could have a conversation with a human. That too with someone who isn’t much more than an idiot.
‘Idiot? This is bad!’
I want to cry from the dagger’s words. It’s treating a decent human like me as a fool!
-This is funny. Even though I look like this, there are many things I have seen and heard. I know martial arts better than a kid like you who just enjoys alcohol.
‘Ha! Understand martial arts?’
-I have only seen martial arts for nearly 20 years after being wielded by my owner. They said that even useless people can bring in good things at times. Did you know that?
‘Former owner?’
The former owner would be my deceased mother. If so, the owner that this dagger refers to must be the one who passed down the dagger to my mother. Perhaps my maternal grandfather?
-Maternal grandfather, my ass. Did you forget that your mother got me as a present from a passerby? Think straight.
…This guy’s character is getting harsher the longer we are speaking. It feels like just its harsh words can hurt me greatly.
After all, my mother was a female servant. She couldn’t have gotten such a dagger from her father.
‘Because I was young, I don’t seem to remember it well.’
-Right, right. You must have. You don’t remember since you were wrong. Must have had a hell of a comfortable life.
This brat talks way too much.
As long as I keep talking, there is no guarantee he will stop talking. Then there is only one thing left to do, I need to deal with this and then run away.
-You seem busy.
The dagger seems to want to talk more, but I don’t have time.
‘I need to get out of here quickly.’
-Yah. Before that, say thank you. I helped you…
Oh, shut it!
‘Right, right, thank you.’
-Oh myyy!
It feels like it is messing with me. Anyway, I need a weapon, so I take the sword of the dead masked man. The dagger continues talking, which makes me feel a bit hesitant. I don’t know if I am fortunate or not that this dagger could speak to me.
‘Is this one unique?’
-Can’t you understand what the blade is saying?
‘What?’
I can’t hear it at all. But the dagger, Small Short Sword, grins and says.
-That blade is cursing you a lot. It is cursing you for killing its owner. Uh… brat is cursing me too! It isn’t wrong to help a fool! Uh!
I can’t understand a single thing.
‘Ah…’
The blade is much heavier than I expected.
I am back to a past where I couldn’t even train properly, so this blade is probably not the right fit for me.
‘Shit.’
-Who will be surprised by that? You should train. You should have developed some muscle strength.
‘I know.’
As expected, it is heavy.
I can wield it if I hold it with both hands, right? That might work. But I have no internal qi and must be agile to counter them.
After giving up on lifting the blade, I search the dead man’s body and find five throwing knives. I had some training with these while in the Blood Sect. However, I have to really be close to throw it right.
‘Let’s take it for now.’
-You know how to use it?
‘I know’
-When did you learn?
The dagger seems confused. This guy seems to know only the present version of me. Well, even I can’t believe that I have returned back to the past.
-Yah! Behind.
‘What?’
For a moment, I am startled as I begin to move ahead.
Pak!
A muffled sound comes from behind.
I barely manage to hold my balance and look behind me. There I see a masked man holding a large iron club with sharp thorns.
“Shit!”
I can’t help but curse out at this. It looks like he is aiming for me. Though since the club is quite large, the movements seem sluggish.
‘Now is the time.’
I move ahead and try to stab him in the chest with my dagger. But the large man takes his hands off the club and moves back to dodge the attack.
This ominous feeling of mine came true. This guy is also a second-rate warrior.
In addition, he seems to be the kind who has learned footwork skills for avoiding attacks and is ready to counter my attack with a kick.
Papak!
His right foot launches itself straight for my head.
-Keep your head down.
Small Short Sword’s voice echoes in my head. And I follow it.
-Take a close look and slash his calf!
As soon as I hear the dagger’s command, I try to slash the left calf, the man’s balancing foot, but he manages to dodge it and get away.
And then, with a feeling of alertness, he moves further back.
I decide that I can’t let him go, so I follow to maintain my distance and then take aim.
-No!
The dagger cries inside my head. At that moment, the kick from the masked man hit me in the stomach.
Puck!
“Kuak!”
I fell back as pain burst from my stomach. If I had practiced martial arts or internal qi, I would have been able to endure it by applying the qi to my stomach, but I am just a normal man.
And normal people have difficulty breathing when they get hit in their stomach.
“Cough! Cough!”
I suffer from shortness of breath as I continue to cough. Then the masked man frowns.
“What? You couldn’t avoid this?”
He seems to think that I could have dodged his kick.
-Idiot. How can you fall for such a low-level kick?
The dagger decides that criticizing me right now is the most amazing thing. Still, I am already in pain so responding to it is impossible. In a situation where tears are forming in my eyes, the masked man decides to come for me.
-Avoid it! Run!
The dagger calls out, but I can do nothing. It is impossible for a body that was hit and unable to breathe to even move.
“Kuak!”
As I suffer a blow to my head, my consciousness begins to fade. I had struggled so hard to not get caught by these people. Yet like in my previous life, I can’t even escape from the inn.
I don’t know how much time has passed. The sound of voices in the air gradually reaches me as my mind regains consciousness.
“Two of them were killed by this kid? Can’t the captain handle his men properly?”
Mumbles all around.
Looks like I was finally captured after I fainted. I wake up but focus on the voices without opening my eyes to understand the situation better.
“I am sorry. Please punish me.”
“Uh!’
Puck!
A muffled groan. The person that asked for punishment seems to have been hit and fallen to the ground.
“Don’t act and get up.”
“Yes.”
“What is his true identity?”
“These are the things he had. He had a plaque, an old dagger, and six silvers.”
“Whose child is he?”
This is bad!
I keep thinking as I keep my eyes closed.
Eventually, my name is going to be known to them once again.
“He is the son of the So family of Yullang. His name is So Wonhwi.”
“Yullang’s So family… wait, Yiyang So family!”
Yiyang So family!
In Murim, there are families who have fame as great as the top martial arts families. Among them, my family, the Yiyang So family, is one of the three most prestigious families in Honam.
“What? So, was this guy the trash which was kicked out of the Yiyang So family?”
Despite my pretending to be unconscious, isn’t it too much to call me trash when I am right here! I am angry.
But this is the truth. The current me is trash which cannot even be seen as a child of that family.
“Given his age, it seems to be true.”
“They say he is trash who cannot even learn to cultivate qi. Who wouldn’t abandon him? But he manages to take down two of our warriors?”
While having a person who seems to have been their superior say this felt nice, it didn’t give me any pleasant feelings. I killed two of his men, which means my current situation is dangerous.
“And he did this with just this rusted dagger? If he mastered qi, he would have been quite useful.”
A voice tinged with regret.
The same situation as before. At that time, I was treated like trash, just like at my family’s home.
Still, I got a decently high evaluation. It seems like they won’t try to kill me. Just as that wishful thought enters my mind, I hear…
“Unfortunately, we need to kill him.”
‘… what!’
I flinch at his words that seem to seal my fate. This is an entirely different situation from before.
“Uh? He should be around the secondary level.”
“I lost two people who worked for me, so I now have to take the one who took them out and use them? Definitely not. Just deal with him quickly.”
Apparently, the masked men I killed seemed to be people their superior cherished. It is totally unexpected.
I had barely survived and returned to the past, but now I have to die again?! As I think this, I hear a sound.
Tak!
Something flew and hit my head.
“Ouch!”
I groan as I open my eyes from the pain. Around me, ten masked men are looking at me.
Among them, a middle-aged man with a blue belt and a long scar near his lip is shaking his head.
‘That’s the leader!’
The blue belt symbolizes someone in the status of sect leader in the Blood Sect. It is a position that could only be touched by climbing the best form of any martial arts in the sect, similar to a first-rate warrior.
Looking at the fingers of the leader, I feel weird.
“When you wake up, you need to open your eyes. But here you are eavesdropping on me like a rat.”
He caught me.
The leader pretends to slash his neck with his hand.
Srng!
The two masked men near me draw their blades and swords.
They seem like ones who would like to cut my throat at any moment.
Pak!
‘Shit!’
I am tied up with a rope. I can’t even run away. I am just like an animal ready to be sacrificed. I am in a situation where everyone is watching me with the urge to decapitate my head.
Then my eyes move towards a masked man standing behind the leader.
To be precise, my eyes move to the white band, more like a white tassel at the sword at the waist of the man, which is clearly visible to me.
“Pain is fleeting.”
The moment the masked man raises his blade to cut my head, I pound my head on the ground and shout loudly as if I was possessed.
Thud!
“Blood Demon King! Fourth Blood Star! Long live and prosper the Blood Sect! This lowly person greets a prominent person of the Blood Sect!”
Whisper.
As soon as I say it, the masked men all look at the person I am seeing. It is the same with the man with the scar. The masked man standing behind him looks flustered and takes off his mask. His handsome face is accentuated with sharp features, like that of a sword.
“Uh?”
The leader and the other masked men quickly kneel down after being momentarily shocked at seeing the man there.
“Fourth Blood Star, we greet you!”
The person who is also known as the Killing Blood King opens his mouth.
“Interesting.”
The object of his interest is me.