A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 247 – This is the Last
Sung Hwa tidied his clothes before rising from the stone bed. The bed in this cave is different from the cottage near the waterfall covered with dry grass. Here, it was only made of hard solid stone blocks. Even though it has been covered with dry grass, it still feels hard.
Moreover, last night, starting when the new moon appeared, how Sung Han did not give him a breath at all. Recalling this, Sung Hwa shuddered with a reddened face. He did not bother to think about his fate tonight. At least not much different.
Therefore, to divert this thought, Sung Hwa came out of the cave and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the open sea in the morning. Sitting there alone completely engulfed his mind and heart.
The sound of waves crashing into the reef, plus the chirp of birds that are slightly disguised due to the noise of water shocks under the cliff. Instead of making the atmosphere noisy, it was the opposite, making Sung Hwa feel empty and silent. This is calm, he thought.
Sung Hwa did not want to waste this moment. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. Not to meditate, just to enjoy the quiet and silent sensation that never dull his heart during this week.
They both stayed here for a week. As per Sung Han's promise, it should be that today they will go out and head for the king's city. So from that morning Sung Hwa had woken up and took the time to enjoy the moment for some time.
The quiet was disturbed by noise. Not from the outside, but from within. Sung Hwa opened his eyes and his breathing was a bit of a hunt. It was as if he had just been chased by something.
Just a moment ago, there was suddenly a thought he never wanted to appear.
If the war is over, what is their fate? So Sung Hwa thought.
Not only the two of them, but also the three heirlooms of sacred heritage. During this time, the seizure of the heirloom was a little quiet just because of the fierce war against the Jeiji Empire.
Where the empire became a frightening specter for the entire people of Chang. If they were reminded of the War of History, their bodies would shudder. Even more shudder when he saw one fact that the main enemy of the war had already arrived on their land.
Because of this, the majority of martial artists can unite. But that is because they have the same enemies and fears. After everything, then? Specially? There's nothing else but an heirloom.
She and her husband will be number one. Because even though the Pair of Eclipse Swords is not as old and as old as World King Silat, but the two heirlooms are the most powerful and sacred heirlooms considering the existence of the curse.
Sung Hwa was worried. She wanted him to tell her husband to stay here, living alone. But when he just wanted to go back to the cave and say it, behind him was a figure who had just been about to be visited.
"Good morning, why is your face moody? Not as usual? Although it was usually fierce," Sung Han greeted when he caught up with his wife to this place. "Is there a problem that bothers you?"
"My husband ...," Sung Hwa muttered softly. Then turned his body, facing back to the sea.
Sung Han frowned. It was not usual for Sung Hwa to behave like this. If he gets Sung Han's insinuations, there's no way he won't retaliate. At least he will pursed his lips and will not talk for at least an hour if not forced.
But now, in addition to not being angry, Sung Hwa even showed a wrinkled look. What's the matter?
Sung Hwa patted the empty spot next to him. Sung Han walked over and sat there. For some time, no conversation took place. Only Sung Hwa's breathing was heard many times.
Every few minutes, Sung Han steals a glance at his wife. But the young mistress did not glance at him at all and only sighed resignedly.
"What the hell is it?" Sung Han impatiently opened the question.
"There's something so damning to my heart. This ... about war. I mean, after the war's over."
Sung Han. Why did Sung Hwa suddenly think of that? All this time, it seemed that the girl was just following wherever she went.
"Sung Hwa, I think you already know. You know best about me. It's a little funny how once you were the most hostile to me" Sung Han chuckled.
Sung Han displayed a bitter smile. "Sung Hwa my wife, I'm tired. Very tired."
"Well, right, right?!" Sung Hwa exclaimed with sparkling eyes. He then held Sung Han's arm tightly. "My husband, let's just stay here until we die. I thought no one would know the location of the secret room of the Golden Goa. So even if this place is invaded, we will not be threatened. Let us spend our lives here, away from the hustle and bustle of the world."
However, the answer expected by Sung Hwa did not come. Sung Han's smile grew wider. Getting bitter.
"I want it to be like that too. But considering everything, where I was so young and healthy, how could I possibly turn my back on the people who were devastated by the war? No, I can't."
"My husband, listen. After this war is over, the five of us, heirloom heirs will be the target of all people of the martial world." Sung Hwa tried to negotiate. "Then, you must have understood that we were safe all along just because of the invasion of the opposing empire. If they had fallen, even Prince Song Ci would have vanished, they would have no more barriers to fighting over heirlooms with us."
"They're who?"
"The warriors, who else?"
Suddenly, Sung Han laughed. Laughter that is very loud can even suppress the sound of waves pounding down there. Inevitably Sung Hwa became confused, even irritated.
"What do you mean by laughter?" tanyanya cynic. Back to nature.
"Hahaha, is that all you're worried about? Take it easy, as long as we continue to dwell in the Golden Goa, I don't think anyone will be able to find us."
"But ...."
"Don't you say that no one can find us here?"
Sung Hwa was getting more and more hesitant. Actually, it's not only that that becomes Sung Hwa's inner burden. There was something else he could not explain to Sung Han, it was a matter of premonition. I feel bad about the war this time.
Finally, after looking down for a while, Sung Hwa tried to convince himself.
"My husband, please listen. Just this once. My feelings are bad, please don't go to the war this time," Sung Hwa said with a worried look. His grip on Sung Han's arm grew louder.
Sung Han laughed again. "Hahaha, that means you're still healthy and your instincts are sharp. Where is there a war that has a good feeling? The war was about slaughter and bloodshed. Where's the good feeling?"
"You ..., don't make jokes–"
Sung Hwa was unable to continue his sentence because Sung Han had silenced his mouth with his own lips. A loving kiss that comes from the heart.
"My husband .., please ...," muttered Sung Hwa after Sung Han took off his kiss.
This young man attached his eel to Sung Hwa's head. His right hand stroked the back of Sung Hwa's head gently. "You believe me, haven't we been through life and death many times? Just this once, this is the last. After that, the heir to the Solar Eclipse Sword would only be limited to name. I'll take this sword but I'll never pull it out again. This is the last battle, the last time I use a sword. I swear."
Without feeling it, Sung Hwa shed his tears. "I swear, this is the last time .. This is the last time the Red Eagles hold a sword. I swear ...."
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