Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 37

I took the Ink Blood Saber I had left and drew it from its scabbard.

- Screech!

The blade of the Ink Blood Saber revealed itself with a smooth friction sound.

A red energy, as if it had absorbed blood, was gathered on the dark ink-colored blade that seemed to pull you in.

Moreover, the Ink Blood Saber is not made of metal.

Hundreds of scales were emitting a brilliant light depending on the direction they were viewed from.

When I lightly injected my internal energy, a saber cry that was barely audible made the surrounding air tremble.

Gye Yeommu, who is standing behind me now, must be going crazy with excitement.

I could tell without even looking back.

Because the sound of his pounding heart reached all the way here.

Even I, who had no interest in weapons, couldn't take my eyes off the Ink Blood Saber when I first saw it.

Even Parip hyungnim, who had abandoned all worldly desires, coveted it.

There may be a divine weapon more amazing than the Ink Blood Saber in the vast Central Plains. Because the Central Plains is wide.

But in terms of first impression, nothing can match the Ink Blood Saber.

I can be sure of this.

"If you've confirmed it, let's go!"

Parip hyungnim walked ahead. I, as his escort, also followed him.

There was no need to check if Gye Yeommu was following.

All we had to do was move to a suitable place for him to appear.

We sat on a wide rock in a quiet open space with no people and rested for a while.

After waiting for a while, as I had expected, Gye Yeommu and his escorts appeared.

I stood up from my seat as if I hadn't expected him to come and put my hand on the hilt of my saber.

"You don't have to be on guard. I am a person named Gye Yeommu."

Gye Yeommu held out both his hands, showing that he had no hostility.

"Ah. Aren't you the one who won the bid for the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle earlier?"

Parip hyungnim is also good at acting. Unlike the strong but simple Deoksam, he has many talents.

"Haha. That's right."

"I'm envious that you won the bid for a precious item. I am Wang Deoksam. But what business do you have with me?"

"What is the relationship with the person next to you?"

Gye Yeommu asked, looking at me.

I was looking around with my hand on the Ink Blood Saber, in the manner of a thorough escort.

"He is my sworn brother. In fact, we are like real brothers. He also acts as my escort."

"I'll get straight to the point. I happened to see the saber you were carrying earlier. You called it the Ink Blood Saber."

"So?"

"How much would it be? I will pay whatever price you name."

"Haha! You are rude for someone I'm meeting for the first time today. This saber is the only one of its kind in the Central Plains. It is not an item to be bought and sold."

"I apologize for my rudeness, but please name a price. Ah, how about one hundred thousand gold?"

This guy has more money than I thought.

He just spent one hundred thousand gold on a turtle shell earlier.

It seems this guy's starting price is one hundred thousand gold.

"Wasn't the winning bid for the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle one hundred thousand gold? My Ink Blood Saber is surely not less than that."

As Parip hyungnim showed a sign of bargaining, Gye Yeommu clung to him.

"Then how about one hundred and fifty thousand gold? No, two hundred thousand gold! Two hundred thousand gold for a mere sword."

"A mere sword. To a martial artist, a single sword can be more precious than life."

I was honestly surprised.

Not because he called out two hundred thousand gold, but because I didn't know Parip hyungnim was so good at acting.

"Then what price will you name? Just tell me! Because I am a person who must have what I like."

The three escorts who were standing behind Gye Yeommu slightly stepped forward.

It means that if the bargain doesn't work, they will at least steal it.

Parip hyungnim put his chin on his hand, pretending to be in thought.

In fact, putting his chin on his hand is a signal to Deoksam.

- Thump!

Deoksam, wearing a mask, jumped down from the large tree behind.

In his hand was the large staff he had bought at the blacksmith a few days ago.

Why is this guy jumping towards us?

After confirming that we were in front of him, he turned towards Gye Yeommu.

"Hand over the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle. If you hand it over obediently, I will at least spare your life!"

Deoksam is not good at acting.

I had written him a decent line, but in the end, what came out of his mouth was the line from his Dubang Mountain bandit days.

Gye Yeommu's escorts all drew their swords at once.

"How dare a mere mountain bandit covet a precious item without fear? You should leave your life here."

He wore a black martial arts uniform and even a mask so as not to look like a mountain bandit, but as expected, Deoksam was a natural-born mountain bandit.

To be found out at a glance.

The three escorts rushed at Deoksam at the same time.

- Clang! Clang!

Deoksam's staff, which had been raising its internal energy in advance, struck out all three swords.

Deoksam's strength was added to the huge lump of iron like a pillar.

Unless you were a considerable master, there was no way you could receive it from the front.

As I had expected, one sword was broken and the other two flew away and were stuck in a tree.

The escorts were rolling on the floor, clutching their wrists.

They were escorts with decent skills, but they probably didn't expect such enormous strength.

As expected, Deoksam's strength is always unexpected.

Gye Yeommu's face turned pale.

"N-no! Who are you..."

"Now hurry up and hand over the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle!"

"Do you think I would carry such a precious item in my bosom?"

I knew this would happen. I knew that Gye Yeommu would not carry it in his bosom.

To get the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle, he has to hand it over himself.

Deoksam's acting was worse than I expected, so I hurriedly stepped forward.

"You're running wild in front of me without fear! Today, I will show you the spicy taste of this Ink Blood Saber."

I took out the Ink Blood Saber and raised my internal energy.

- Woong woong!

The blade of the dark red Ink Blood Saber let out a saber cry, growling low like a wild beast.

When I opened my internal energy more, the red saber qi began to shine red.

"No? You have a truly amazing saber! But it will be of no use in front of this Annihilation Thunder Staff!"

Annihilation Thunder Staff? I've heard that somewhere.

Why is this guy getting carried away with his acting and making up words that don't exist?

The huge staff that Deoksam was swinging rushed at my face.

Gye Yeommu squeezed his eyes shut at the enormous wind pressure created by the staff.

I lightly swung the Ink Blood Saber towards the staff.

The pillar-like thick lump of iron was cleanly cut in half.

Gye Yeommu, who had squeezed his eyes shut, had his mouth agape as if he couldn't believe it.

Deoksam looked at the half-remaining staff in his hand with a look of disbelief and said.

"Damn it! To think there is such an amazing saber. I can't believe there is a sword that cuts my Annihilation Thunder Staff, which no divine weapon could even scratch, like tofu. I'll see you next time!"

Deoksam left a few awkward words as if he were reading the Thousand Character Classic and then exited the stage.

But Deoksam's awkward acting, as if he were reading the Thousand Character Classic, was already irrelevant.

Gye Yeommu's eyes, looking at the Ink Blood Saber, were burning with hot greed.

That person will probably try to have this, no matter what the cost.

"A strange guy jumped in and there was a bit of a commotion. Shall we continue our conversation? How much did you call for the Ink Blood Saber earlier?"

"I-I did call two hundred thousand gold, but..."

"It is the only saber of its kind in the world. I dare to think that it is the best divine weapon in the Central Plains. Would you, Great Hero, sell such a sword for two hundred thousand gold?"

"Th-then how much?"

"Consider yourself lucky. In fact, the reason I stopped by the First Market today was because of the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle."

"Th-the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle..."

"In fact, my mother has been bedridden for a long time. She couldn't get up even with various medicines, but a skilled shamaness at a fortune-telling house said that if she had the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle, she would shake it off and get up from her seat."

Tears formed in Parip hyungnim's two eyes.

I discovered a new talent in him today.

To be able to use the difficult tear acting so freely.

He is a god of acting.

"Then are you saying you want to exchange it for the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle?"

In fact, Gye Yeommu would be delighted.

It was an item he was going to use as a material for a sword anyway. Would he regret the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle, which he had won the bid for for a mere one hundred thousand gold, when he had already called up to two hundred thousand gold?

"But!"

Huh? Why? Why not exchange it quickly?

"Due to my mother's long illness, my family's fortune has declined greatly. And even if my mother gets up from her seat, she will have to take good medicine for a while, won't she?"

"So what you want is...?"

"Receive the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle and two hundred thousand gold more!"

Parip hyungnim is good at bargaining!

The deal was decided.

Gye Yeommu, as if he didn't trust us, suggested that we exchange it at the First Market.

The First Market is famous not only for auctions but also for notarizing transactions.

"By the way, you're not really going to give him the Ink Blood Saber, are you?"

Parip hyungnim asked as we were returning to the First Market.

"Ahem! Of course not. This is mine!"

When we arrived at the First Market and requested notarization, we were guided to an inner room.

Gye Yeommu had already arrived and was waiting for us, as if he was in a hurry.

If he had poured that passion for weapons into his training, he would have become a pinnacle master.

After a moment, a person with sharp eyes entered the inner room.

He is probably the manager of the First Market.

He was showing that much energy.

"The two of you have requested to notarize a legitimate transaction of your own will. Is that correct?"

We all nodded.

"A transaction made through the notarization of the First Market cannot be reversed under any circumstances. To break this rule is to turn the entire Black Market into an enemy. Do you agree?"

These guys do their work thoroughly.

The First Market does not evaluate the transaction. That is the share of the parties to the transaction. There are two cases where they step in.

The first is when someone tries to deceive by bringing a fake. And the second is when someone does not pay the promised price after the transaction or tries to take it back through a vile method.

In such cases, the Black Market steps in and resolves it.

Of course, they receive an enormous notarization fee.

"I will exchange."

Gye Yeommu held out the box containing the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle and a bill with the seal of the Four Seas Escort Agency.

With a bill from the Four Seas Escort Agency, you can exchange it for money anywhere in the Central Plains.

When I opened the box, the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle was neatly inside.

The manager confirmed that the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle was genuine and that the bill was not forged.

He didn't even bat an eyelid when he saw the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle that had just been won in the auction and the two-hundred-thousand-gold bill.

As expected, you have to be that calm to be in charge of the notarization of the First Market.

- Screech!

I also slowly drew the Ink Blood Saber. The ink-colored blade was emitting a faint energy.

It was letting out a saber cry, growling like an untamed wild beast.

Of course, I had lightly injected my internal energy.

"Ooh!"

The gazes of Gye Yeommu and the manager could not be torn away from the Ink Blood Saber.

I handed it over to the manager as it was.

"Please confirm if it is the item you wish to trade."

The manager of the First Market said in a trembling voice.

Although many rare items are traded here, he has probably never seen a saber like this.

And he probably never will.

"That's right!"

Gye Yeommu's voice was trembling with excitement.

A hint of regret was mixed in the fingertips of the manager who was handing over the Ink Blood Saber.

And so, the transaction was cleanly completed.

"Congratulations on becoming the owner of such an amazing saber. I will tell you how to use it."

I said, clapping lightly.

"Is there a separate way to use it?"

"Surely you're not going to use such an amazing saber carelessly, are you?"

Gye Yeommu took out the Ink Blood Saber and was stroking it with his fingers as if taming a wild beast.

But unlike when it was in my hand, the Ink Blood Saber had no reaction.

"First, try to raise your internal energy from your dantian!"

When Gye Yeommu raised his internal energy, the Ink Blood Saber began to react.

"Oh! Look at this rare fellow! It's drawing my internal energy!"

Gye Yeommu shouted, excited like a child.

"Now the energy of the Ink Blood Saber will try to become one with you, Great Hero Gye. Don't refuse it and just accept it!"

Parip hyungnim, who was sitting next to me, was smiling slightly.

Gye Yeommu was making an ecstatic expression, enjoying the overflowing energy of the Black-Scaled Blood Serpent.

Of course, that moment of joy is not long left.

"Oh, oh! I feel it! An enormous power is entering me!"

Gye Yeommu's right arm, which was holding the Ink Blood Saber, began to wriggle, unable to overcome the force.

I waited for a moment without saying anything.

"Huh? Huh? Aah!"

It's here!

Gye Yeommu screamed, unable to bear the extreme pain.

Even in the midst of that, he was not letting go of the Ink Blood Saber. What a great obsession.

"No. Why are you like this? Do you feel a pain as if your right arm is being torn?"

I asked, pretending to be surprised.

"Th-this, why? It feels like something is stirring in my right arm!"

I closed my two eyes as if lost in thought and waited a little longer.

The greater the pain Gye Yeommu feels, the easier the remaining transaction will be.

Now Gye Yeommu had thrown the Ink Blood Saber and was screaming, clutching his right arm.

The manager of the First Market was about to pick up the fallen Ink Blood Saber, but seeing Gye Yeommu in pain, he slyly withdrew his hand.

"Ahem! It seems that Great Hero Gye cannot handle the energy of the Ink Blood Saber. It shouldn't be this much. You should have trained a little harder usually. Tsk tsk."

"Ah! Aah! Do something! I can't take it anymore. What should I do?"

"This is not a disease, so even if a doctor comes, he won't be able to fix it. There is a way, but..."

"What is that way? Hurry up... ugh! Ugh!"

"You have to soothe this fellow's energy. By the way, there is only one person who can soothe it."

"Who is that? Bring him here quickly!"

I pointed at myself with my finger and said.

"It's me!"

(End of Chapter)