The Swordsman of the Gods

142. This is the Last Time

Yongchun goes to Amiya's house, where Nia and her little son live for a while. They did not come home because they could not at once there was something that Ashura wanted to try.

Yongchun just peeked out from behind a small window, he saw his son growing little by little. At what age, he began to speak, although it was unclear. Seeing him really made Yongchun happy.

“I won't sacrifice it. After all he should have been involved,” Yongchun said.

He then stepped away. For a moment Nia felt that someone was looking from the window but she could not find anyone there.

“Sister Amiya, is that you?”

“What are you talking about, Nia? I'm in the kitchen!”

Nia sighed, she gave up. And thought that all he had just seen was his wishful thinking.

Today, there will be no rain. The heat was nothing like the days before. Yongchun looked up at the sky, he saw the white clouds moving opposite each other but there was also one in the same direction, then let out a long sigh later.

“No need to think. I'm used to killing people. Right, this is the burden I have to bear since defeating the commander,” Yongchun murmured. The bottom corner of his eyes twitched for a moment.

“Master!”

“Ryo? You did what I asked you to do?” yongchun asked a young boy from behind.

Ryo, is the boy who always holds the sword Yongchun has. At first he did not have a name, until in the end Yongchun himself gave the name. Sometimes he teaches Ryo to swing a sword.

“True, Mr.”

“Why did you call me that?”

“Then can I call you, teacher!?” pinta Ryo with a burning spirit. He was happy to think this man was his teacher.

“Tersubject only. But remember, I can't teach you anything. The time of day we duel the exercise was only to hone how far the ability in swordsmanship.”

“But I'm great, right? All this time I learned to observe, so holding a sword and using it also seemed not for the first time,” said Ryo who was getting more excited.

“Ya, yes.” Yongchun stroked the end of Ryo's hair. She was happy for him but somehow his smile would not come out. It was more difficult to put out that expression.

While Ryo was very much a pleasure, being praised and petted like that was the first thing that happened in his life.

“Teacher, I want to ask you something. Can i? It has to do with your request.” Ryo seemed to want to ask something that would offend Yongchun.

Yongchun sensitized what the meaning of the words and questions would be asked by Ryo. He turned back, and returned to the sky.

“You must think that I killed them. Starting from God Soul and God Hand. Then the target now is him,” Yongchun said without further ado.

“Eh?!” Ryo surprised. He can't say anything anymore. He was now silent in a trembling body while embracing his favorite sword.

“Yes, I mean two bodies that have recently been found. Listen Ryo, I did it because if we were still alive then the Black God would rise to the stage before he was dropped from the sky.”

Ryo was still speechless and only heard all Yongchun said to him. For a moment he thought about whether there was another reason and how heavy it was when Yongchun had to do that.

“But, although killed for sure we will come back to life as a new identity. Thats problem. So, I took their power and made it inside my body so they wouldn't bounce back.”

“Ryo, I told you this. It's up to you to say that to that guy, too. But I have absolutely no intention of defending myself,” Yongchun added as he stroked his head again gently.

“Then why do you do it? I've heard from people around me that maybe that god is a demon god or something. And you should be united!”

“To want so. But you have heard what will happen if we stay alive,” Yongchun said once again firmly.

“Then what about you?"

“As you think, Ryo.”

It is clear that Yongchun will end this in less than a week. Until he finally takes his own life. Somehow.

“Padah even before I intend that. Even letting my same friend and enemy like me stay alive.”

Yongchun then faced Ryo once more. He looked at Ryo who was now bowing his head with a sad, moody or sad look.

Again he said something to her, “Because it's Ryo, I want you to look after them for me.”

“They? What teacher means is the wife of the teacher and your child?” ask him a glance in disbelief.

“Iya.” Yongchun nodded, for a moment he stopped looking at her and then said, “Ryo, my name is Asyura. Only Ashura. Thank you then sorry.”

In a matter of seconds, even Ryo did not let go of his eyes at the blind man, then Yongchun was far away from him so that he was surprised to widen both eyes.

***

The night of the 3rd. The night moon had appeared in the dark star-studded sky. The usual atmosphere comes with a few small events or traditions, festivals or such changes in an instant.

There was only a night with such a quiet atmosphere. Yongchun had previously asked Ryo to give Sigar a message; "Come to the place where the corpse lay. I'll answer everything."

Seeing Ryo who gave a message to Sigar, certainly made Sigar immediately know that this had something to do with Yongchun. Perhaps he thought that Yongchun was involved, but no longer remembered what happened to Yongchun last time.

"He's the mastermind." That's what Sigar thought.

Sigar will not escape. His head will not shrink. Despite knowing who and what Yongchun would do to him, Sigar would still follow his path.

“Hey you!”

That night, the two met. The rest of the rest. Of the remaining god-body owners. They faced each other within a distance of no more than 3 meters.

The figure of the man standing behind the shadow was not clear at all. He simply stared at Sigar from a distance without grasping a weapon in his hand. He was silent as if waiting for something to come.

“Hey you! God Eye, that's you! I know that it's you, so come here and show me your nose directly!” pekik Sigar was impatient. He began to pull the sword from its sheath, to attack the figure of the man before him.

At that moment, he stepped forward and still turned his back to the shadow on the wall as if hiding, but the shadow of the figure of the man was clearly visible. Something came up from the head, numbering two. Sigar saw it from the shadow of the man.

After a while, something enveloped the man's body, they twitched. It was a black fire. Because of his blackness, Sigar could see nothing but his shadow.