The Illegitimate Who Devours Weapons

Weapon-Eating Illegitimate Son Episode 48

Before we knew it, spiders had descended on Cheonwisan Mountain.

As soon as the mountain ranger told him where the training ground was, Lee Cheol headed there.

The Chilsungdae, who had suffered many hardships, decided to stay in a house located a little way from the mountain.

Butler Choi decided to spend the day at Cheonwi Mountain after the mountain man suggested that they have a drink together for the first time in a while.

The mountain man smiled as he looked at the luxurious bottle of liquor in his hand.

“Tseuup, the liquor of these sheep is really strange. The smell of this tree is strange, but it secretly tastes good to the mouth.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

Butler Choi chuckled as he watched the mountain man gulp down a bottle of liquor that cost the price of a car.

“By the way, what brings you here? You didn’t come to deliver alcohol or anything, did you come to guide that bastard?”

The mountain man threw away the bottle of alcohol he had finished drinking.

That bottle alone would be expensive enough to make an ordinary person squeamish, but the mountaineer didn’t seem interested.

“It’s nothing else… … .”

“I don’t like beating around the bush, so let me get to the point.”

“I wonder if the mountain keeper has read the weather, so the head of the household asked me to come and ask.”

“It’s the weather……”

The mountain man shook his glass.

“I read it, but I didn’t see much of it. And there’s even less to say.”

Words have power, and when those words touch on taboos, they become even more dangerous.

The mountain man looked into the distance as if swallowing the words that were stuck in his throat.

Butler Choi opened his mouth with his usual calm expression.

“Surely a goblin who was treated to alcohol wouldn’t refuse a human’s request, right?”

“Hey, Inma! This is a token of apology!”

“I brought more than ten bottles of alcohol, sir.”

“Aww! Damn! I knew it!”

The mountain man opened a new bottle of wine, took a swig, and slammed it down on the table with a clank.

Then he opened his mouth with a displeased expression.

“……There is still a long way to go. The heavenly gates have already opened, and human power has reached its peak, so troubled times will come. Tell them not to be excited and to follow the natural course of things.”

“That is enough. I will convey it to you without leaving a single word behind. Thank you.”

“Tch! If only I had won that wrestling match back then, I wouldn’t be stuck on this mountain! Oh, that kid should have walked on his own legs back then!”

Butler Choi smiled faintly as he recalled an old story.

It was part of a story handed down in the Sungmu family.

Long ago, there was a story about a goblin who wrestled with the founder of a family and lost, but he made a promise to the family’s sacred mountain.

“By the way, it seems like you like that guy quite a bit. Aren’t you worried?”

The mountain man chuckled and mentioned the boy who had been in the room just a moment ago, Lee Cheol.

“I am simply a vassal of the Sungmu family, serving the Sungmu family’s bloodline. If you like it…….”

“Ah, stop talking big, anyway, I heard that guy wanted to go in there.”

The mountain man had a calm expression.

“What can that bastard, who is still just a lump of flesh, do in a year? If he doesn’t satisfy me, I won’t even allow it in the first place. Once he goes in, it’s over!”

The mountain keeper opened a new bottle of wine and poured it into Butler Choi’s glass.

Butler Choi held his glass and smiled quietly.

“Just watch it. I’m sure you’ll have quite a fun time, too.”

* * *

The next day, Butler Choi and Chilseongdae left Cheonwisan Mountain.

“I hope you achieve your goals.”

Butler Choi left Cheonwisan with a simple greeting.

I headed straight to the training ground.

After walking for about an hour from the cliff where the mountain keeper’s dwelling was, we found a small clearing.

No, actually it wasn’t an empty lot.

In the center of that short flat area of ​​about 20 pyeong, there was a single tree growing.

A huge zelkova tree that may have lived for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years stretched out toward the sky in a curved shape.

I walked into the hollow hole in the tree’s trunk.

Woof-!

Pitch-black darkness enveloped me.

The world’s landscape became chaotic, as if paint had been dropped onto water.

A similar feeling to when you enter the mountain keeper’s dwelling.

What soon unfolded before my eyes was a wide space filled with solid stone slabs and pleasant air.

This was the training ground where I would train in Cheonwisan Mountain from now on.

A space built on a zelkova tree that has lived for hundreds of years with the magic of a goblin.

It was clear that no matter how much force was poured into it, whether outside or inside, it would not be damaged even by a single scratch.

‘It starts now.’

I looked around the training grounds and took a deep breath.

The time given to me is one year.

If it’s short, it’s short, and if it’s long, it’s a long time.

‘I need to look back at what I have.’

I am young.

Still, I have gained too much strength.

I hadn’t gone down the wrong path yet, and I hadn’t lost my way yet, but as Butler Choi had said, now was the time to look to the sides and back, not ahead.

‘Magic arts, martial arts, magic eyes… if you think about it calmly, they are all lacking in many ways.’

Before moving forward, take a look at what you have now.

Just like what happened in the struggle at the naming ceremony.

What I need to do now is not to gain new abilities, but to fully utilize the abilities I already have.

‘And lastly. When the training is over, we challenge it there.’

The place where the fourth seal of the Dark Night is released.

I will challenge the training center that the founder of the Sungmu family created to test his descendants. That is my goal for the year.

“Then let’s begin.”

I slowly lifted the stick and took my foot off the ground.

I have quite a few abilities.

The first is magic.

Unlike those who only learned universal magic, I can handle both magic paths and magic sources at the same time.

Thanks to this, we have gained clearer control and more diversity.

And now that he has reached 3 stars, he has developed his skills to the point of being strong and aura-like.

But there is something missing here.

Although he has become adept at extracting the aura itself, as if he were using his limbs, his aura skill, which is the technique of changing its nature and form, is lacking in perfection.

In addition, a preparation process was required before using the technique, and the consumption of magical power was also enormous.

This part needs to be caught.

The second is the numerous techniques read through the weapon’s memory and techniques read from Mujin’s own memory.

Their usability is already not bad.

I have read the memories of those who have mastered those techniques and made them my own.

‘But if you ask yourself if this is complete… … it’s still ambiguous.’

There is a world of difference between the level of mastery and the level of mastery.

The unconventional fighting style that unleashes a plethora of weapons without a hitch is excellent.

Moreover, if you could tie it all together into one frame, it would be truly amazing.

But on the other hand, it could also be said that it was a mediocre method that failed to achieve success in either direction.

So I have to become a master of all those weapons.

To the point where you can master any weapon and handle it skillfully in any situation.

The third is Ma-an.

It’s a lot better than in the past when it would turn on and off on its own, but it’s still lacking in many ways.

The fourth is the sixth sense.

Since I developed my sixth sense, I have never tried to train it.

However, like a muscle, the more you train your intuition, the more sensitive and clear it becomes.

‘A sixth sense that has reached its peak is no different from a supernatural ability.’

This is also my strength.

It can never be neglected.

And lastly.

‘Black flag.’

The ability to gain magical power by reading and absorbing the memories of weapons, and sometimes even ignoring monsters’ fear and such.

‘Let’s aim to become proficient at this for now.’

Swish!

I turned Mujin into a sword and started swinging it.

A sword fight using only the body, without a single bit of magical power.

‘Catch the one flow that runs through all technologies.’

-That is what is called a ‘manryuguijong’. In the end, since it is carried out through the human body, the end point is the same.

I recalled the content taught by Lee Jeong-ho, who was the instructor of Class 5 of the Cadet Corps.

Manryuguijong.

Ultimately, all flows lead to one destination.

‘The goal is a thousand times. If you still can’t get it right after a thousand times, do it until you do.’

Swinging one sword a thousand times.

Since swordsmanship is a collection of countless sword strikes, the actual number of times the sword is swung will amount to tens of thousands.

The first one to start with was the Chilseonggeom.

Very basic movements. Basic posture changes. Even the transfer of power.

“Whew, whoosh!”

I focused on one sword strike, one time.

Why do you draw a sword like this?

Why do you make this move?

Rather than saying that the swordsmanship itself called Chilseonggeom is important, I wanted to delve into the essence of the swordsmanship technique.

Is it because I focused on the basics?

After deploying the Seven Star Sword about fifty times, the sword path began to shake.

Your joints begin to creak and your muscles begin to scream.

My breath was so heavy that it reached my chin, and I felt nauseous.

‘If it were outside, I would have to stop here.’

Sixty times, then seventy times again.

The first skilled swordsmanship became as slow as a snail.

Dinggang-!

Eventually, the strength in his grip loosened and Mujin escaped.

“Haa, hoo…… Seventy times…….”

My arms are shaking.

I picked up the fallen Moojin.

Normally, I would have stopped here.

My body is still growing.

If your body is damaged by training beyond its limits, it may not be able to recover.

But this is Cheonwisan Mountain.

The healing water created by the goblin is ready.

No matter how strenuous the training is, it is possible to recover completely.

‘Here we go again!’

Mujin split the air again.

* * *

one side.

The mountain man was looking at a large mirror in his room.

The image of Lee Chul, training, sweating profusely, was reflected in the mirror.

“……That guy is really vicious.”

The mountain man looked at Lee Cheol with a trembling expression.

Up until now, many descendants of the Sungmoo clan have visited this mountain.

Because they were of such monstrous bloodlines, there were quite a few great men among them for humans.

But this is the first time I’ve seen a guy like that.

Repeating the same swordsmanship all day long.

It may be painful, but the boredom will be greater.

But there was not a single hint of boredom on Lee Chul’s face.

A constant desire for improvement, a thirst for strength, and a fierce fighting spirit.

The emotions revealed on Lee Cheol’s face were such.

The mountain man felt a slight chill.

Such an explosion of emotion is probably the basis for humans to become rulers of this great star despite their frail bodies and strength.

‘Oh! Look at that guy? He goes to the healing water every meal. I see. He trains until he gets injured, and then recovers in the healing water?’

A moment later, the mirror showed Lee Cheol lying in the healing water, almost like a dead person.

Breakfast, lunch, dinner.

After each of the three training sessions, Lee Cheol recovered his body with healing water.

It’s easier said than done, not everyone can do that.

Well, if you have the willpower to close your eyes and immerse yourself in boiling water, that might be an option.

‘How many beings would do something that is no different from self-harm to their own body, even though they know there is no major problem with it? Especially when it comes to humans who prioritize their own health.’

Thanks to the healing water, I didn’t have to worry about injuries no matter how intense the training was.

Thanks to the properties of Cheonwisan Mountain, which is full of energy, you will not suffer from lack of magic power.

The mountain man chuckled and swung the mirror away.

“That’s the kind of person he is, so his fortune was like that.”

Saju is reading the energy of the four pillars of the year, month, day, and time of birth.

And each pillar has two letters attached to it, which are called the eight characters.

Since the four pillars of destiny are determined by reading them, they are absolute and unchangeable.

This is because it analyzes two things: the energy that one has when born and the energy of the world.

It just doesn’t fit well with what a mortal who usually doesn’t know anything reads.

‘That guy has no destiny.’

To overturn what heaven has ordained and to destroy the energy I was born with.

That’s what it means to twist one’s fortune.

I’ve seen a few guys like that.

The mountain keeper sat quietly in thought.

Humans have always defied their predetermined fate, and even in the time of the goblins who have lived through the ages, there have been a handful of people who have done so.

And one of them founded one of the greatest families in the world.

‘Your family will make even the heavens sick of you. Hehe!’

The mountain man laughed and raised his heavy buttocks.

‘I have to prepare anyway, but I will make the decision as promised to you. If it seems like he can’t do it, I won’t allow it either.’

The mountain man swung the smoky fog he was holding in his hand.

A pitch-black, hollow landscape was revealed.

There was a boy standing there.

The mountain man looked at the boy with a mysterious expression on his face.