The child's fingernails were short, but they were enough to tear the paper. Through the gaps, dreary moonlight shone in.
Rip, riiip-.
Under the yellow moonlight, pupils that seemed to have absorbed that light were visible through the torn gap. Those yellow things, shining so ominously that one could hardly believe they belonged to that child, were like a beast in the darkness.
"Y-You, just who are you!"
The Family Head, Namgung Hwi-cheon, stood up from his seat and drew the sword at his waist in one motion.
A martial artist naturally keeps his sword close. He believed that what had come to the door now was someone using wicked tricks.
He didn't know if it was Namgung Sayeol or someone else, but he intended to cut down whatever it was immediately.
After all, she was a stain on the family created by his son's stupid mistake.
"Reveal your evil form!"
As he shouted like a thunderbolt with his sharp sword raised high, the sound of scratching the door stopped.
"Ah."
The child's voice burst out as if realizing something. And the shadow of a small hand grabbed the edge of the door.
Slide-.
Finally, the appearance behind the door was revealed.
"I don't need permission anymore."
Sayeol's red hair and lips torn like a half-moon were visible.
Red hair? Hwi-cheon and Hyeon-won's faces stiffened instantly. The child, Sayeol, took a step inside with a red foot.
Squelch, squelch.
The child walked in slowly, one step at a time, her shoes making a wet sound. Red footprints were left behind, and although her back was to the moonlight, her beast-like yellow eyes were still shining like a ghost.
The yellow eyes rolled roll, roll to both sides, looking at Hwi-cheon and Hyeon-won once each. She tilted her head with a smile she had never shown before. White hair matted with blood flowed down slowly.
"Father."
She muttered that word.
"Father...."
And following that.
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A whispering murmur began to flow rapidly from her mouth. It seemed to be heard right next to the ear, and also seemed to ring inside the head. The murmuring sound did not match the movement of her lips. The dreary voice filled the room, and the trembling Namgung Hwi-cheon swung his sword screaming.
"What are you doing! Cut that bewitching thing's breath immediately!"
The Blue Sky Sword (Chang-gung-do) he was so proud of scattered light and left numerous sword marks in the air. The white-bladed Blue Sky Sword, passed down to the Namgung Family Head, rippled like cold fire wrapped in Hwi-cheon's sword energy. Despite the threatening energy, the red Sayeol quietly looked at it with unfocused eyes.
It was like a being that was in front of the eyes but not there. Like a ghost.
Namgung Hwi-cheon closed the distance in an instant as if to cut her down. His footwork was like rushing water, reaching in front of Sayeol before one could blink an eye, but.
"Family Head...!"
Hyeon-won, who was watching from a distance, noticed something strange and called him urgently.
Clang!
But before that warning could reach him, a huge icicle shot up in reverse from the floor where there was nothing. It clashed with the frozen white Blue Sky Sword, creating a sharp noise.
"This wicked thing...!"
He roared, and a faint frost formed on the sword blade. Crack, snap. The sound of freezing was clearly heard. The cold energy crept up the blade towards his hand.
"Did you think you became something just because you inherited the blood of that measly Ice Palace? Those wicked things have already disappeared, so there isn't even a way to tread the path of ascent with that!"
Namgung Hwi-cheon shouted as if lecturing. But Sayeol, who was actually listening to that story, just stared at him quietly with a red face. There was not a hint of surprise on her face, shining her yellow eyes like the bright moon. Even though he had never told her about her mother.
"Did you say the North Sea Ice Palace disappeared?"
Then the child opened her mouth slowly. It was the tone of an old person, different from before. At the way of speaking as if treating a subordinate, Hwi-cheon's face turned beet red.
"You think you are the best under heaven or something!"
He swung the freezing sword hard to shake it off. And in an instant, his figure disappeared from sight.
Whoosh!
His figure appeared behind her in a flash, and the white-bladed sword dug into her back, showing an unpredictable sword path like a bird flying in the sky.
Blue Sky Boundless Sword Art (Chang-gung-mu-ae-geom-beop).
This sword technique representing the Namgung Clan could be learned by anyone who inherited Namgung's blood, but the power exerted by the Family Head was on a different level. The surrounding air seemed to fluctuate, and clothes fluttered as if being sucked into his sword.
Like flowing water, like a flying bird. That is the sword of Namgung. The strength of those who become the head of the family, playing between heaven and earth like immortals.
However.
"I asked."
A ghost-like dreary voice flowed slowly. Namgung Hwi-cheon's sword was fast, but somehow he felt as if his ankle was caught by that single voice.
"When did the North Sea Ice Palace perish?"
Chaaang!
Hwi-cheon's sword, which seemed like it would butcher her body, was instantly blocked by hard ice. Rather, Sayeol's icicles aiming for his vitals shot out like bees.
Slash, crash!
Following Hwi-cheon's footwork that seemed to slide on water, sharp and large icicles shot up in reverse, chasing him. Hwi-cheon retreated quite a distance in great fluster while striking away the icicles in the air.
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