Sword Pilgrim 134
Sword Pilgrim chapter 134

Chris came to Callius, who was standing there thinking.
“Uncle.”
“…….”
“Uncle, it’s pilgrim, right? Why no window, by the way? I mean, all the pilgrims carry spears. Or is it a retreat?”
“…….”
“Is the window strong? Is the retreat strong?”
“…….”
“I still think the spear is strong.”
I tried to ignore him and be consistent, but found that it didn’t work at all.
Callius retorted appropriately.
“Windows are just easier to write.”
“Isn’t withdrawal the easiest way to write?”
I just have to wave it around.
Callius’s eyebrows furrowed as Chris pretended to wave it around with both hands.
“‘Just because it’s easy to write doesn’t mean it’s strong. The spear and the retreat. All weapons can be used in difficult ways, depending on how they are used. Once you reach a certain point, you can only change by the power of the one who holds it, not by the power of innocence.”
“‘The uncles at the brothel say Chang is the best. It’s black rice.”
“…….”
This was a very disturbing word.
It was a word that could not be overlooked.
“God.”
This was another pilgrim’s ordeal.
As a pilgrim who handles swords, there are a few words that I can never ignore.
This little guy had violated that prohibition. Callius’ brows narrowed.
“Black is not weak.”
“‘All weapons,’ he said, ‘are either swung or thrust. The thrust of a sword is not comparable to a spear, and the swing is not comparable to a mallet. So it is called rice.”
“…….”
It comes in pretty logically.
But there is plenty of room to argue.
You are correct that the thrust is weak compared to a spear. It can’t be helped because of its short length.
The word weak swinging compared to a mallet is also correct. Since there is a difference in weight, the mallet is stronger just by swinging it.
However.
Black is not weak.
Is it shorter than a spear and weaker than a retreat?
Black is light and can be cut quickly.
It’s just that once you get past a certain point, there is no limit to what you can cut.
“If your sword was stronger in the first place, you wouldn’t have lost to the Empire!”
I wanted to say something more, but Chris’ words often left me speechless.
Callius was staring down at the gnome, and just as his hand was about to move…
Hmm? Hold on a second!”
Chris ran out.
. “That’s nice.”
If he’d been any slower, he’d have gotten a shot.
“Yeah?”
But something was out of the ordinary.
The expression on the face of the kid who was talking to the prostitute in the brothel was changing every second.
“Uncle…!”
Eventually, a little kid with a completely white face came running towards Callius.
* * * *
Step by step.
“Hey, big brother, want to go play with me for a bit?”
“What about me?”
Ignoring the autumn waves flying in from everywhere, Callius walked.
Towards the highest and deepest point.
He kept walking.
The women he met seduced him word for word, but he didn’t look at them.
Usually, it was Esdana Helena.
Their seductions made no sense to Callius, who had seen the beauty of Queen Clara.
And these days, it was Callius who was accompanying the elf.
He had seen Serena’s looks every day, but there was no way he was going to see them.
“Oh, we can’t stay here. Go home.”
The stern looking men blocked Callius. But Callius did not stop.
Chin
Ududuk!
“Kuaaahhhh!”
Twisted an outstretched hand.
A chilling voice could be heard .
The town’s Yota people couldn’t stand Callius’ well-trained body .
“What are you, this guy!”
Another one pounces.
I bend his fingers.
Uduk, and the sound of a pig’s throat being stabbed echoed through the brothel.
“Caw!”
The women screamed in surprise, and the screams brought out many of the rogues.
But they were no match for Callius.
They all shouted for help as they rubbed each other’s arms and legs.
“”Save Veronica!”
Chris’s voice could be heard in his ear .
I didn’t think the cocky little guy’s voice would change that much.
“‘You lied! Veronica had been waiting for Philip! ‘I don’t know what she’ll do now that she knows Philip’s dead!
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It’s a common story.
Callius had walked around a lot as a pilgrim and had seen a lot of stories.
It was even more so because right before the main Quest stirred, the only way he could be strong was through Siun.
He witnessed many deaths and saw many DEEP-SEATED GRUDGES and people with circumstances.
A prostitute and a man playing at love?
That level is nothing special.
Yes, it is.
It’s just a common story.
It’s commonplace in this world.
It’s not much of a story.
Huh!
I clawed at the last one’s face and yanked on the puller.
kkiiik.
In a dark room
In a room embroidered with red candles, there was a fallen and weeping Veronica and a man stroking her oiled hair.
“‘…… What are you?’
Veronica’s head was crumpled and her cheeks were swollen.
The bruises on her back and arms looked like she had just been punched.
Callius immediately put his fist to his face.
Whoa!
“Whoa!
Thud, thud, thud!
Callius watched him fall, breaking the desk, and then turned to Veronica.
“What does Philip’s death have to do with that guy?”
She didn’t answer. She just tilted her head and quelled her exasperation.
The flowing tears and blood wet the bottom of her stomach.
That was enough.
“Philip probably wanted you to be happy. That’s why he gave me ……..”
I would have shown him the brothel and Veronica.
In Philip’s memory, Veronica smiled really gorgeously in front of him.
In Philip’s memory, Veronica laughed in front of him in a truly spectacular way, a smile warmer than sunlight and brighter than a flower in full bloom, despite the fact that she did not usually smile.
Philip loved to smile.
Her smile that she showed only to herself.
He was glad and wished for it.
So much so that he thought of her before he died.
“‘You will never smile so much again when he is dead.’
You will not see a smile so bright that you will want to see it again.
“‘Giggle, the innocence of a whore is not funny. Isn’t it? I don’t know what you’re doing, but if that guy buys you, I’ll give you twice that amount.”
Callius looked at him with emotionless eyes . His voice was trembling.
He deliberately made no attempt to show it, but it frightened him. Fearful beasts have nothing to fear, nothing to fear. Let Callius take a step forward.
Agh!
The floorboards screamed as Lupard’s foot backed away.
“I’ll triple it! “‘Me, kill me and Viscount Gehardt won’t be quiet! Kill you! Kill him too! We’re all going to die!”
Callius turned around.
“What do you want to do?”
“……..”
Veronica’s eyes quivered.
She seemed to be lost in the talk of the Imperial nobleman.
“‘Revenge is sweet. There is nothing sweeter and colder than a fugue. If you want me to kill you, then kill me. The decision is yours to make.”
“…… No, I’ll do it.”
Veronica stood up, limping, and grabbed her sword again.
A halfway long sword made of Philip.
Grasping it with both hands, Veronica’s eyes looked at Lupard in earnest.
“What the hell! Have you lost your mind? “Because of that one farmer? If you kill me, you’ll be hunted for the rest of your life!”
“I don’t care. I’m a child of the trash! You’ll die!
Rupard struggles to his feet.
Veronica attacking him.
Veronica approaches Lupado, kicking his legs and punching him, and thrusts her sword into his back.
However, the woman’s weak strength was unable to fully poke Lupado in the back. 
She repeatedly pulled it out and poked it.
Tsk, tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Hot blood splattered.
The bedroom in the corner of the office was soaked in blood.
The floor was wet with blood.
I’m not sure what to do, but I’m going to do it.
Veronica shuddered as she tasted the embers.
Lupard’s movements stopped.
Veronica bowed her head and smiled at his death.
“. thank you.”
“…….”
“May I ask one favor? I’ll give you all my money.”
“…….”
“Take care of Chris. He’s a silly boy, but he’s our son.”
Scoff.
Stiffly.
I tried to run at the sight of Veronica poking at my heart, but I couldn’t get there in time.
I slumped. And then…
“I’m not sure what to say.
I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or not.
She could see the souls that had been freed from the bodies scattered in the silvery air currents.
“Philip.”
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Slowly.
Callius’ eyes shook as he saw the look of peaceful death.
Ta-da, ta-da.
The gray snow, a reflection of the blazing flames, immediately ceased to shake.
“It’s commonplace.
A common thing in the world.
In a world of death and murder
It’s commonplace.
It’s just a thing.
Callius managed to turn it around.
If not, he would be swept away.
“Huh.”
Callius, who had been looking at the burning corner of the office, turned away.
The fire was growing in strength and size. It covered all the devastation that had occurred here.
It was so big that it made all the sad stories go away.
The fire spread.
* * * *
Oh no.
The brothel burns.
The darkened night sky was lit up so brightly that it looked like midday.
Among the people who were looking at the sight with disappointment, there was a child with a tearful voice. A child more beautiful than a girl, like a girl. A child with long brown hair, who saw a man coming out of a burning building and ran away. 
A ray of hope shone in Chris’s eyes .
. “Where’s Veronica?”
But it was a vain hope.
Callius did not answer.
‘”I didn’t think it was a boy.”‘
His tearful voice passed through the boy’s eyes. 
He could not allow himself to comfort the boy.
“‘You. I had such high hopes for you…’ ….”
In front of the burning brothel
An unnamed nobleman accompanied by his knights and soldiers was waiting for him.
The nobleman Lupard was referring to was exactly like that guy. 
One of these articles should rush over quickly and whisper something to the nobleman.
“Oh, that’s him?”
The nobleman’s mouth curled up.
“The nobleman’s mouth curled. That’s the pilgrim the princess is looking for. Otherwise, I’d have brought a group of soldiers to join the princess.”
A chance to have the ball all to myself.
“Get him. He’s nothing when you look at his sparrow’s worth of divine power!”
The soldiers’ bows aim at him.
Spears aim at Callius.
“Uncle ……”
Callius turned to the hordes waiting for him.
Callius let the burning brothel behind him in again, trying to draw out the grief.
“Chris.”
“…….”
“You heard him. A sword is nothing compared to a pike and a retreat.”
“…….”
“I’ll show you.”
Sluggishly.
The sword emerged from the robe.
A sheath and handle that looked stained with blood.
It was a predatory sword – Roath.
“Take him alive!”
And then…
CUNN!
Dust spread like ripples around Callius as he stepped on the ground.
At that moment. 
His new model turned into a prominent comb.
A powerful holy power enveloped him.
The surrounding landscape quickly blurred, and a single sword sliced through everything in a single stroke with the swordsmith trapped in his hands.
Silver Flower Wave Sword.
“Hundred folded flowers.”
Tsaaaaaaaa!
“What the hell…!
The world is split in half.
This is a sword technique that causes concentrated power to explode in an instant. A sword drawing technique where the swordsman instantly draws his sword and destroys the enemy as it is.
As the name “Broken Flower” implies.
The bodies of the Imperial troops present split in two and split into skins, spitting out blood and water.
A sword that cuts one white with one blow.
The fourth sword technique of the Silver Flower Wave Sword.
It was the Hundred Fold Flower.
It was a hundred fold flower.
I’m not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it’s a good idea.
The white steam from his robe fluttered in the wind.
The silence he had created.
It is broken again.
With that
“Higanbana.”
Pfaff!
Bloodstained flowers adorned the area.
Sword Pilgrim chapter 134

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