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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 19

Chapter 19

The⁠​​ distance to the‍ base camp was‍‌‍ about half a day on foot,⁠ but it was‌⁠​ less than a few hours on⁠​‌ horseback.

“Heya!‌⁠ Heya!”

Zayar’s​ horse did not​⁠ lose its way​ even though he​‌‍ was running in​ the dark and⁠‍‍ on an uneven⁠⁠​ mountain path.

Whether‍‍ understanding the owner’s‌ wishes or not,⁠‍‌ he guided the​​​ boy wielding a sword and the‍‌​ timid swindler to‍ the base camp​ with his best​‌‌ efforts.

“What’s⁠ that over there?”‍‍‌

And⁠ finally they arrived​​ at the bottom‌‍⁠ of the hill‌​ close to the‌‍‌ base camp.

The‌‌ sight of that‍​ place, reflected under‍⁠ the moonlight, was‍​‌ shrouded in dense‍‌ fog, making it​‍ impossible to see‍ even a step​‌ ahead.

“I‌⁠ told you! It​ was exactly like⁠ this that day!”‌‍

“······.”​‍​

Vlad⁠ dismounted from the​‌ horse and looked⁠⁠‍ down at the​‌ foggy area.

The‍‌ fog was so‌‍ thick that only⁠​⁠ vague outlines could⁠ be seen, and‍ it was impossible⁠ to discern what‌​ was happening inside.‍‌

“Let’s‌ run away now!‍​⁠ You surely don’t​ intend to go⁠‌ in there, right?”‍⁠‌

“Quiet.”‌⁠

Vlad‌⁠ raised his finger‍ to stop Gott⁠ and listened carefully.⁠

Vlad’s‍​‍ keen hearing to⁠ perceive his surroundings‌‍ had already been​ acknowledged by Jorge.⁠‌

‘Screams.’⁠‍​

Vlad‍‌⁠ heard the screams‍ of mercenaries amidst⁠​ the chaotic sounds​‌ of weapons and‌‌‍ meaningless shouts.

The⁠⁠‍ fog was so​‌⁠ thick that one‍‌⁠ couldn’t see an⁠​ inch ahead, but‍ Vlad was able⁠‌‍ to understand the​⁠‌ situation through sound.⁠‌‌

“You⁠ have to confirm​ where you are​ standing right now‍‌‌ before rashly moving.”‌⁠

The‌​‌ knight resembling blue​​​ moonlight said so.⁠‌

[Don’t‍ panic. Before moving,​​​ decide which direction⁠‌⁠ to go in.]‌‍​

The‌​ voice inside his⁠‌⁠ head said the⁠ same thing.

Vlad‌​​ quietly took a deep breath and​​‍ pondered.

Where​⁠⁠ he currently was,‌‌ what he could‍ do, and what‌ he needed to‍ do next.

“Gott,‍ you go.”

“Huh?”⁠‍

Everything​ in life is​​‍ a matter of⁠ direction.

Only‍‌ those who know‍‌‌ the right direction‍ can achieve their‍ goals.

“Captain?‌​ You want to⁠ go down?”

“······.”‍

And​‌​ Vlad found his‌⁠ purpose.

There​⁠ was someone singing⁠ softly somewhere in‌‌ the fog. It​ didn’t seem to​​ stop, but it‍‍ was so fragile‌ that it sounded⁠ like it might‌​ collapse at any‍‌ time.

“It⁠ may not mean​ much, but anyway,​‌ I feel sorry​‌​ for this incident.”‍⁠‍

“······Huh?”‍‍​

Vlad‌⁠‌ made a promise.​

I have a job​⁠ to do, so​‌‍ I will offer‍‍ my faith instead‍ of loyalty.

The​‍⁠ boy walked into​⁠⁠ the fog that‍‍​ could not even​ be illuminated by⁠⁠​ moonlight.

The⁠‌‌ boy may not⁠ have known it,⁠‌​ but the step‍‍ he took that‌ night was the‍‍‌ most brilliant step​ he had ever‌‌‌ taken in his​​​ life.

Keep​ the contract and​‍ be faithful.

Because⁠⁠ it was an‌‍ act of pursuing​ something honorable.

The‌ contract made with‍ Josef that night‌‌‌ remained as a shining star in​‌ Vlad’s heart.

“I’m‍ going.”

[Go.]‌​⁠

Vlad⁠‍ walked towards the‌⁠ flickering star with​​ his blue eyes​​‍ shining.

※※※※‍⁠

“It​​ seems that barely⁠‍⁠ managing the mercenaries⁠⁠‍ has become meaningless.”​⁠

Josef⁠⁠ was able to⁠​ understand the situation​ perfectly despite Andrea’s‍​ difficult explanation.

“In⁠‍⁠ the end, there’s‌‌‌ no way to⁠⁠‍ deal with it‌⁠⁠ unless it’s Sir⁠​‌ Zayar.”

Behind‍⁠‌ Andrea, who was⁠ kneeling and praying,​ the young deacon⁠‌⁠ was shedding tears​‌ and singing.

It‍ was a hymn.⁠​

Although⁠‌‍ the voice was⁠‍​ stained with fear,‍​⁠ the brilliant melody‌‍​ calling to God‌​‌ mixed with Andrea’s⁠⁠ holy power and​​ was pushing away⁠‌‍ the thick fog.‌⁠‍

-My‍⁠ child! My child!​‍

A woman extending her‌⁠ pitch-black hand towards‍​​ him was also‍‌ there.

Josef⁠ lowered his head,‌ looking down at⁠⁠ his knights foaming‍ at the mouth.⁠

‘There‌ seems to be⁠ no way.’

The‌‍‍ best option would‌⁠‍ have been to‍ run away, but​‍‍ the damn fog⁠‍ didn’t let go⁠​ of them.

No‌‍⁠ matter where they‌ went, the fog⁠ forced them towards​⁠‌ the woman.

Therefore,⁠‍‌ the knights had‍ no choice but⁠​ to shield Josef‌‍ until Priest Andrea⁠​ found a solution.‍⁠‌

They‍ fought with the⁠⁠​ outstanding blessings of‍ Priest Andrea, but‍ they were not‍⁠ qualified.

Not‍ qualified to bring‍​ down the curse‌‌ onto their own​⁠⁠ world.

The‌‍​ result was this.⁠‍

The⁠ mercenaries engulfed in​‍ fear had been​‌ disbanded, and the‍ knights guarding him⁠‍​ were now lying​⁠‌ there, foaming at‌​‌ the mouth.

They‌​ would die soon.‍​‌

And​‌ he didn’t know​​‍ if he would‌‍ meet the same‍‍⁠ fate.

‘Is‍ this the end?’​⁠​

No⁠ matter how shrewd⁠ Josef was, creating‌⁠⁠ something out of‍⁠ nothing was beyond‌‍ his capabilities.

He‍⁠‍ couldn’t see any​ way to overcome‍⁠‌ this situation.

“Hold‍‍‍ on, Lord Josef.‌‍ The sun of⁠ tomorrow will surely​​ rise.”

“······Even‌‌​ though it seems‌​‍ too far away⁠ right now.”

The⁠⁠​ woman couldn’t approach‌​⁠ due to Andrea’s‌ holy power, but⁠​‌ she continued to‍​ glare persistently at⁠‌​ Josef.

Josef⁠​‌ could understand.

If‌‌​ he were to​‍‍ confront the emptiness‌⁠​ and darkness within‌‍​ that woman, he‌‍ might end up‌ like the knights‍​ rolling on the‍‍⁠ ground.

No,​‌ it might be‌ even worse.

‘She’s‌ targeting me after‌​⁠ all.’

The‍⁠​ woman, shedding black‍⁠ tears, was holding⁠‍ a wooden comb‍‌ in her hand.⁠​

She‌‌‍ held the comb‍⁠ as if it‍ were extremely precious,​​ and it was‍​‌ the same one⁠ Josef had used‍ before.

‘Who‌​​ are you?’

This‌⁠‍ was a curse.​‌‍

A relentless curse aimed⁠ at him.

However,‍ there was no​​​ one here to‍ answer Josef’s question.⁠

Now,​ there were no​⁠ knights to protect‍ Josef, and the‌‌‌ pitiful voice of⁠‍ the young deacon‌ was gradually fading​‌ away.

Waiting​ for tomorrow’s sun​⁠‍ felt too burdensome​​‌ on this night.‍‌

Josef,‌ guessing the coming​‍​ outcome, closed his‍‌ eyes.

The​ moment the hymn​ of the young⁠⁠ deacon ended, death⁠ would rush in.‌

No​ matter how hard⁠⁠⁠ he tried, he‌⁠ couldn’t find a way to break⁠ through, so Josef‍‍ bit his lip.⁠

“······.”​‍⁠

Josef‍‍⁠ opened his eyes‌ with a sad⁠‍ expression, strengthening his⁠‌​ heart to face‌ whatever awaits ahead​​‍ of him.

“Hmm?”​

In‌‌‍ that moment, he‌‍ saw a glimmer⁠‍ of light.

-Kyaaaah!​​

The‍⁠ light originated from​‍⁠ behind the woman,‌‍ who was shedding​‌ black tears.

“You⁠‍ are…”

A ray of sword,⁠ splitting the woman’s⁠‌‌ body in half,⁠ approached him.

At⁠‌‌ the end of⁠ that sword path,​⁠⁠ there was a blonde boy shining⁠​​ even without moonlight.⁠

It​ was Vlad, with⁠⁠ his right eye⁠⁠ closed.

[Hyaaaah!]⁠

A white lightning, starting​ from the tip‍ of the unadorned​‍ sword, cleaved through​⁠‍ the fog, illuminating‌‌ the night sky.‍

※※※※‌​

[That​‌⁠ thing is moving⁠‍ by a curse.​‌‌ You can’t cut​ it with an​​ ordinary sword.]

“Then‌‍ what should I do?”

[Can‌⁠ you use aura‌‍ right now?]

“Are‍​ you kidding me?”‌

The⁠ voice guessed the​⁠ identity of the​​ woman glaring at⁠‌ Josef through the‌⁠ fog.

[Only‍ a magician who​‌ defies the rules​⁠⁠ of the world,⁠ an exorcist who‍ wields the will⁠​ of God, or​​​ a knight with‍‌ its own world‍‌⁠ can break what​⁠‌ was created by‍ the curse.]

“What‌⁠ about Priest Andrea?”⁠

[He⁠‌‌ is faithful but‍‌ not an exorcist.‌‍⁠ An ordinary Heretic​ Inquisitor would be‍​ more helpful in​​ the current situation.]⁠‍

“Shit.”‍​

Vlad,‌‍ who was watching⁠‍⁠ for an opportunity‌ behind the tent‍ out of sight​⁠ of the woman,‌ became a little‍‌⁠ angry when the‌ voice said that‍ there was no‌​​ way.

“So,‌⁠‍ what now?”

He⁠‍​ came here with‍⁠ determined resolve, to​‍‌ save Josef, but​‍​ now he couldn’t​‌‌ even swing his‍​‌ sword.

He​‍‍ didn’t come all‌ this way for‌⁠‌ this.

[….Well,‌‌⁠ it’s not like‌‌‌ there’s no solution⁠‌​ at all.]

“What‌‌ is it?”

In​ response to Vlad’s⁠‍ question, the voice​ answered with an⁠​ uncertain tone.

[I’ll‌​​ borrow your body‌​⁠ for a moment.]‍‍​

“Will‌​ that work?”

The‍ voice occasionally borrowed​​⁠ Vlad’s body as⁠​ part of training.‍‍

However,​‌ borrowing the body⁠‍⁠ for a moment⁠‌‍ to convey sensations‌⁠‍ and using the‍⁠‌ body to swing⁠‍‌ a sword containing‍ aura were entirely‌ different matters.

“Borrow‌ my body to​‍ use aura? Even‌ if it succeeds,‍​ I might not​‌⁠ be able to‌‍ move for a while.”

[It’s​​‌ your body, so​ you decide. Honestly,‍⁠​ I don’t recommend⁠ it.]

The​⁠ voice was aware‍ that it was⁠​ a being that⁠​ could use aura,‌‌ but whether it‍ could be embodied‍⁠⁠ in Vlad’s body‍ was another matter.⁠‍

It​ only stated that⁠‍‌ if there was​‌ a way, this‌​ was the only⁠​ one.

“If‍⁠‍ you can’t kill‌ it, then I die.”

[That’s‌ also the path​‌ of the sword.]⁠‍

Vlad‍⁠ began to ponder‌‌⁠ for a moment.⁠

There‌ was only one‍‌ chance.

If⁠‍ he failed, everything⁠‌ would be over.‍

Was⁠​‍ there a reason⁠‌‌ to be prepared‍‌‍ for that?

“Let’s​​⁠ do it.”

[Are​​​ you sure about​​ this?]

Vlad‌ firmly fastened the‍‍ straps of his⁠⁠ leather armor.

“The‌ opportunity that Josef​⁠‍ gives me may​⁠ be a once‌ in a lifetime‍‌ opportunity. And.”

Vlad‌‍ was determined.

No​ more stepping back.⁠

“If‍ I run away​‍‍ from here, I might become the⁠⁠​ back alley Vlad⁠ again.”

[…]​

Vlad​⁠ feared something more‍‍ than the mysterious⁠⁠​ woman in front​‌ of him and⁠⁠ fear of possible⁠‌ death in case‍​⁠ of failure.

“I’m​ most afraid of​‌ being nothing.”

What​ was he born​ for, and for​‍ what purpose would⁠​‌ he live?

The‌‌ boy did not‌⁠ have the qualifications​​‌ to answer any‌ of those questions.‌‌

He⁠​‌ did not want‌⁠ to face the⁠‍‌ end of his​ life as someone‌ who was nothing.‍‍

“Let’s‌ go.”

[I‌ respect your choice.]⁠‍

Gritting‍ his teeth, Vlad⁠ raised his head​​​ one last time⁠​ and looked at‌ the sky.

It​⁠​ was obscured by‌‌‍ fog, but there‍​​ should have been⁠​⁠ the moon.

The‍ blue moon that⁠ he must shatter​⁠ someday.

[Right‍ in front.]

“Got​ it.”

Vlad⁠‌ raised the sword‍ he had bought​ with the girl’s‍​ tears and took​⁠⁠ a deep breath.‌

The‌ key to a one-hit kill is‌ its unexpectedness.

Unexpectedness⁠‌ comes from movements⁠‌⁠ that go beyond‍​‍ prediction and shatter⁠ expectations.

‘She​ didn’t see me.’⁠‍

The‍​‍ woman with black‌⁠ tears didn’t notice‌‌‍ Vlad.

‘Heup!’‍​‍

Even⁠ if she had‍ noticed, she would⁠‌ have anticipated the​⁠‌ strike he was‌⁠⁠ about to deliver.​‌‍

Vlad‌ cut through the⁠ fog and dashed‍​ out.

Vlad’s‌ movements, breaking through‌ without the slightest‍​ hesitation, were like​​ arrows fired from⁠‌ a bow.

-My‌ baby?

At​‌ that moment, the​‌ woman’s neck strangely‌ bent when she​ heard the sound‌‍‍ of Vlad’s footsteps.⁠

It‌ was an angle‌ that a living​ being could not⁠ make.

[Now!]‍‌

“Argh!”‌‍​

The​‌⁠ woman’s eyes, momentarily⁠‌‍ meeting Vlad’s, were‍‍ so deep and‌‌‌ dark that he​‍​ couldn’t breathe, as​‌​ if he was‌‍ submerged in water.‌

However,⁠

“Argh!”⁠

In‌ order to fulfill​‍ the contract he​‌⁠ made with the‍ one he entrusted​ with his faith,‌‍ the boy did‌ his best to‍‌ close his right⁠‍ eye.

[Ugh!]‍⁠‌

And‌ from now on,⁠‍‍ it was the​⁠‍ world of an‌⁠⁠ unknown person.

His‍​ world was filled⁠‍ with storms, lightning,‍‌ and a tempest​​⁠ so immense that‌‌ it seemed capable​‌ of swallowing the‌‍ entire world.

A bolt of lightning,‍ escaping from his‌ world, cut through⁠‍ the black tears‌‌ flowing from the⁠⁠‍ woman’s eyes.

The⁠ white world cleaved‍‌ through the black​​ world.

※※※※‌​ – Part 2

It​‍ was just a flash of light,⁠​‍ but it illuminated⁠​‍ everything in the⁠‌ world.

Josef​‍ truly thought so.⁠​⁠

“Vlad!”‌‍⁠

Amidst⁠⁠ the raging lightning,‌ he cut through‍⁠‍ the woman shedding‍‍⁠ tears.

“Gah!”​

Vlad‍⁠ collapsed and rolled⁠​⁠ on the ground.‍‍​

Although‍ he had prepared⁠‌‍ for it, the⁠‌‍ pain that came​⁠ was easily beyond‍‌ Vlad’s expectations.

“Gah…⁠‌ Gah…”

Vlad‍‍​ writhed in belated⁠ agony.

Vlad‌​​ had to endure‌ tremendous pain after‍ using tha aura.‌

“Damn⁠‌ it!”

Josef‍‌ noticed that Vlad‌​ was in no‍ condition to move⁠⁠ his body right‌⁠ now.

The‍​​ recent flash was‌ undoubtedly a trace‍​ of aura, and​ although he didn’t⁠ know how Vlad⁠ did it, it⁠ was clear that​ he had paid​‌ a high price.‍

“Lord‍​​ Josef!”

“Don’t‌‌ stop the hymn!”​‌⁠

-Baby,‌ baby!

The​ cursed woman was‌⁠⁠ split in half,⁠ but she did⁠ not stop.

She‌​ continued to crawl⁠‍ on the ground,⁠‍‌ with an empty‍‍‌ gaze.

And​‌⁠ the direction she‍‌ was crawling and‌ staring at was⁠⁠ where Vlad was.‍‌‍

“Gah!”​⁠

“Close​ your eyes! Don’t⁠​ look at that⁠‌ woman!”

Josef​‍‍ took the risk‍‌⁠ and ran towards​‍‍ Vlad, who was‍‍‍ groaning.

It‌‍‌ was worth it.‍‌

The‌ flash that Vlad⁠⁠⁠ had just shown​ was too precious‌​⁠ to be abandoned‌​​ now.

It‌⁠​ was a brilliant⁠​ possibility that couldn’t⁠ be left to⁠ perish in the⁠⁠ face of cold​‌ death.

“Grab‍‍ me!”

He‍⁠ felt the chill‍​ coming from the⁠‍‍ woman right behind⁠⁠⁠ him, but Josef​⁠ did not stop.‍

“Gah!”​⁠​

“Damn⁠‍⁠ it!”

Josef‍ was unable to​⁠ lift Vlad due​⁠ to his weakened​‍‍ strength, but he⁠ had to somehow​‌‍ drag him to⁠ the range of⁠ the Holy power.‌

“Gah!”‍​‌

For⁠​ a moment, the‌​‍ woman’s pitch-black hand​ grazed his ankle,​ but Josef did⁠ not let go‍​‍ of the hand​‌‌ that was holding⁠‍​ Vlad despite the​⁠ burning pain.

“Lord⁠ Josef!”

Vordan,‌‍​ who was stamping‌‌ his feet when⁠⁠ he saw Josef⁠ suddenly jump out,‌⁠⁠ quickly grabbed them‍​ and pulled them‌​ inside.

“Gah!‍‍ Damn it!”

“Cough,‍ cough!”

The‍⁠‍ two young men,​ drenched in sweat,​ tumbled on the⁠⁠‍ floor.

-Aaaaaah!​

The⁠⁠ woman, who had​ missed them, began⁠‍ to wail intensely,‍ as if a mother losing a child.

-Where​​​ are you! Where​‌ are you!

Even⁠​ though her body⁠ was split in‍ half, being an⁠‌‌ undead seemed to‍‍⁠ make her reluctant‌​⁠ to let go⁠​ of her existence⁠​ easily.

-My​‌‌ child, please, please,⁠ please.

Maybe‍‍ there was a reason not to⁠​ do that.

-It‌ hurts. My child.‍ Please find him.‌ Please.

“Sniff.‍​‍ Huuuee.”

Surprised‍​⁠ by the sobbing⁠ sound next to​ him, Josef looked‍ at Vlad rolling​ next to him.​​‍

Vlad‌‍ was crying sadly‌⁠⁠ while listening to⁠‌ the woman’s voice.⁠‌

He​​ shed tears like‍‍‌ a child of⁠ only six years⁠‍ old.

‘Is‌​⁠ he got affected!’‍​

Josef⁠ was able to⁠​ sense Vlad’s condition​ due to his‍ unusual behavior.

“Pre,​​​ priest.”

“Vlad!​⁠ Pull yourself together!”⁠

Perhaps⁠ in a state⁠ of confusion, Vlad‌ shook off Josef’s‍ support and approached‌‌‌ Andrea with a trembling body.

Then,⁠‌ he knelt down‍‌ in front of‌ him with a shaky body.

“Bl,​‍ bless my sword.‌ I need to​‌ release that woman​​ from her misery.”​⁠

“…..‌​ All right.”

Priest‍ Andrea also noticed⁠‍ Vlad’s condition, but‌‌ nodded and said‍‌​ that he would‌‍⁠ do so.

Although​​‌ her complexion became‌ paler, he agreed‍ because the boy’s‍⁠ eyes remained unwavering.‍​​

“Give‍​‍ me the sword.”​

Priest​​‍ Andrea stopped praying​⁠ and looked at‌​ Vlad’s sword.

A plain sword.

He⁠ placed his hand​⁠‍ on the blade⁠‍ of the sword.‌

“I⁠ have blessed your‌‌ sword with my​ blessing.”

“Thank‌ you.”

The⁠​​ blood of the⁠ faithful priest ran⁠⁠‌ down the unadorned‌‌‌ sword.

A silent night.

The⁠ hymn of the‌⁠‍ young deacon and‍ the sorrowful cries‍​‍ of weeping women⁠ died down.

Only​‌‍ the laborious footsteps⁠‌‍ of the boy​‍‍ echoed in this⁠ place.

“I’m⁠‌‌ sorry.”

-Please​⁠‌ find······.

It⁠‍​ was only for‌⁠ a moment during⁠ the rush, but⁠​ Vlad looked into​ the woman’s empty⁠ eyes.

There⁠​‌ were terrible memories​‌‌ inside.

Women‌⁠ trapped in a dark prison.

The⁠ young and tender​⁠ children were dying‌ one by one.⁠

And‌‌‍ the mother of‍​ the last remaining‍​ child cried and​​ shouted while holding​‌ onto the cold‍⁠ bars.

-My⁠⁠​ child, my child.​‍‍

She​​‍ watched her child‌​‌ slowly dying on⁠​‍ the cold floor‍ outside the bars.‍⁠

“Haah······Huu······.”‍

Vlad⁠​‍ kneels before the‍ weeping woman.

He‌‍‍ raised his sword⁠​⁠ toward the mother⁠ searching for her⁠‌ child.

His⁠​ body trembled in‌​ pain and his​⁠ muscles were tangled,⁠‍ but he had‍ to do it.‍​

In​ this moment, he⁠⁠‍ was the one‍ who understood her⁠‌ suffering more than⁠​‌ anyone else.

“May‍‍ you rest in⁠ peace.”

Swoosh-​⁠​

The​ woman shed her‌‌ last tears as​ she saw the‌⁠⁠ sword approaching her.⁠‍

-Where‌ are you?

Vlad’s⁠​ sword pierced through‍‍ the weeping woman’s‌‌ head.

Her‌ flowing tears soaked​ the cold ground​‍ and made a puddle there.

The​⁠ mother who couldn’t​ find her child⁠‍ finally stopped, ending‌‌ her search.

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