Chapter 9
The hwando, the traditional Korean single-edged sword, was shorter and lighter than the Japanese sword commonly used by players. Because it produced relatively less force, there was a perception that its destructive power was weak. However, the Kang family insisted on the hwando. It wasn’t because the founder of the family respected the country’s culture but for practical reasons: The hwando was a good match for the Kang family’s martial arts.
Due to the short and light blade, the hwando’s center of gravity was at its hilt. This characteristic was leveraged to lethal effect with Kang-style sword-drawing, which was a technique that focused on extreme speed.
After finishing his meal, Jae-Hyeok climbed a nearby hill and started swinging his sword.
His hair stood up.
It felt different from usual.
He swung his hwando every day, but today, his movements felt especially sharp. It was a slight difference.
If he were to cut the same rock yesterday and today, the mark left today would be about two centimeters deeper.
If he conveyed this sentiment to players, they would definitely laugh. After all, raising their Strength by one point could achieve a much more potent effect. “Hahat.”
Still, Jae-Hyeok was elated.
Some things could only be felt because he was still unawakened.
This was the satisfaction of a small achievement earned through pain and hard work. It was a pleasure different from stats and System messages, and it was one that players could never experience again.