The Swordsman of the Gods

141. The corpse that's lying! Is It a Blind Man?

There were not many ways to destroy the Black God. Whatever the way it must have a great risk though it might destroy the island of Nihonkoku.

Morning, after what happened to Yongchun and Bon. Yongchun once told Sigar that the consciousness of the Black God had split into two.

And now, there's a strange incident. On this sunny morning, Kuraki found a bloodied corpse of a man with eyes wide open. The stiff fingers looked as if he was fighting someone near his death.

There was also a sword imprint that was scratched on every wall around the man's corpse. Kuraki who was about to shop was instantly disengaged and returned to the inn.

“Gentlemen!” Kuraki managed to summon someone who was inside the inn.

A woman appears in a long yukata outfit with her bun. Arashiyama stared flatly at Kuraki without saying anything.

“Miss God Ear! There's bodies! It was Lord God Soul!”

“I know.” Arashiyama behaved as if this was normal. But that is his everyday face.

“Nona already knows?”

“Of course. We're talking about that at God Hand's place right now. Does Kuraki want to say something about that?”

“Yes! Let me talk to them!” Kuraki nods her head, then rushes towards Romusha's room.

Draak!

“Sorry all! There's something I want to talk to all of you about. It's about—”

“Kuraki, relax. Don't hurry and just say it slowly,” says Yongchun makes Kuraki a little calmer.

Kuraki told me what she just saw. While Yongchun, Sigar and Romusha glanced at each other seriously. The three of them knew this even before Kuraki woke up from her deep sleep.

“Really unreasonable.”

Usually if one of the owners of the God's body dies then the existence of a figure from it will reappear in a day. Yet the corpse of the Soul God had already been over 3 days, and it was only discovered now.

The next day was the same. The same thing repeated. The corpse of the God Soul had been buried then now appeared again a new corpse in the same place. The sword traces were also increasing in number.

“This time muscle-brained man yes.”

“Why did it become like this? Oh yeah how about Bon ...I mean God Mouth?”

“She is still lying slumbering due to the wounds she got from Romusha.”

“Tell God Eye, what really happened?” Sigar asked Yongchun.

It had been two days and two bodies were lying in a narrow alley. The increasing sword imprint and puddles or bloodshed scattered everywhere around the alley. After God Soul, God Hand Romusha became the next target.

Then, Sigar indirectly accused Yongchun as the culprit. It happened because the other day Sigar had suspected him since losing consciousness of the Black God.

“Why are you asking that?”

“Already, just answer. You think you can fool me?”

“I told you, why are you asking that? I don't understand at all what you mean,” said Yongchun curiously. He raised his voice because he did not like the attitude of Sigar who carelessly accused.

“At that moment I saw you, looking at you who are controlled by the Black God. You almost made the 2nd God Ear die,” Sigar said. He grasped the scabbard and intended to pull and attack Yongchun.

“I may be controlled by him but I have absolutely no intention of killing him, you know. And now I'm fine,” said Yongchun.

“Hah ..I think free suspected you. Because the consciousness of the Black God can be divided. It was proven by attacking both of them just like that.” Eventually Sigar gave up. He sighed tiredly and lay on the tatami floor looking at the backyard.

Sigar's backyard is filled with green grass with some rocks standing on the grass. The wind rustled to make the grass waving quietly as if greeting them.

The aura that had been intimidating suddenly turned quiet. A moment Yongchun glanced at Sigar who was relaxing, then stood up and intended to leave.

“Are you going to that place again?”

“Yes. At once see my son,” replied Yongchun.

“Be careful, because we will not know until when the god will show his nose. And do not let your child also get the sap of his own father,” Sigar replied loudly. Apparently Sigar has hated Yongchun since that day.

***

It was a hot day and the sun was rising above his head. Yongchun observed the traces of corpses recently. He overshadowed the corpse of Romusha who was there with the position of the body prone with the head facing up.

“His neck is twisted. Not only that even his right hand was severed while using the power of the Black God.”

The srek!

Yongchun rubbed his finger against the ground, then rubbed it with his finger, black dust fell.

“Hm, fire. It turns out that what Sigar said is true.” Yongchun grinned faintly in light of Sigar's accusations to him.

Either the same thing happens again or not. But what was certain was that Yongchun's countenance changed.

“But, fighting the Black God is a mistake. This country's fault will die in no time. Therefore I choose to gamble, between me or my own son.”

Yongchun's figure had now changed greatly. It was clearly seen by a boy who always held his sword. He accidentally peeked out from behind the outside wall in the alley.

“He didn't teach me anything. Then what happened to him now? Why does he make me uncomfortable,” muttered the boy.

“What are you doing here, boy?”

Suddenly Yongchun was behind the boy, but before that the boy still saw him in front. And it made the boy shudder. For some time he could not move even to move a finger tip was difficult.

“Bocah?”

The boy finally turned his head towards Yongchun with a feeling of fear. This time his voice did not come out.

“Since when was it behind me?” The boy also asked.

“If you ask that, I get confused myself. Because I'm behind you. By the way are you no job?”

The boy fell silent, he lowered his head deeply. Thinking about something hard. After a while he lifted his head and looked at the face of the man who had many scratches.

“What's up, uncle?”

“I just want you to help me something. Can?”

The boy nodded slowly but with a feeling of worry. He seemed to be hesitating, but it seemed that Yongchun did not care as long as he got help from him.

“Then listen, help me by herding men with long bangs come here.” Yongchun said without further ado, the boy was immediately glued to his smile.