Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"You don'

It was an unexpected word. Geran murmured blankly.

"My dream was to be a prosecutor. One day, I saved money to train, and I wanted to learn swordsmanship, if not great. And I wanted to go to places I couldn't go. I wanted to have an adventure and meet my colleagues.”

Geran's face is distorted.

"It's a dream I can't achieve anymore."

The owner of the bottom is bound under the empire. Whatever life was before that, you can't get out of here until you die.

"I was inherited for my teacher, but what would I be before? Even though I was a dirty orphan, I had my life. There were things I had built up. I had a dream. But this is....”

Geran faltered as he tried to speak. He soon vomited as if he had made up his mind.

"…it's just a lucky force, regardless of my efforts. What's great about this?”

"Lucky."

The heroes of his time are great men. Therefore, no one criticized me for being lucky or not related to effort. He praised the hero blindly as if he were worshipping God. Geran swept his eyes as if tired.

"It's not me who's really great, it's you. I can't believe you beat this power with just your body....”

With all his might, Geran found out how ridiculous he was. And that's how much I respect Asher. Against a man of this power, I can't believe he's got a body. I couldn't believe it.

"What are you going to do? First of all, you have to control your strength. But the seat I accepted. I can't put it down."

Geran snapped at himself as if he were determined to do so.

"I'm not going to be like my teacher.”

After the story, Asher returned to the entrance. Geran waved his hand.

"Good-bye, then. I'll try to see you better in the future."

Don't come back!

Next to me, the Ma people were booming and joined their arms. Asher turned around as if she had an idea on her way out.

"So I had a question. Majok."

Why, why.

"I know about the devil."

How do I know....

"Don't lie."

The Majok replied with a cold face and a dejected face.

as a rule of thumb

The mah people and the devil are separate races, but the mah people analyzed the devil with all their heart and soul, perhaps because of their similar territories.

'Exactly because of the inferiority complex.'

The only thing the maids can touch is the meat, but the demons can touch both the meat and the spirit. Perhaps because of his resistance, the Ma tribe unilaterally hated the demons. Even if they hated it, they could do something because of the difference in power, but they just looked pitiful to others.

But what I want to tell you about killing Pedro....

"Mars are supposed to be coming back to life. If it's next to the owner at the bottom, he'll be back in less than a month. I know you're weak, but you can't raise him.”

…are you really human? I don't know how much I can't work. What do you know so much?

"You're human, answer the questions.”

Damn it. You're such a thug. What do you want to know?

In the end, the mah-jok grumbled as if he had given up. Asher opened her mouth.

"Do you know about me?"

You? This is the first time I've been outside, how do you know?

said the Ma people in dismay. There was no lie on the expression.

'Cause he's a low horse.

If the Doppelgangers knew, the Ma people couldn't not know. The low-class mahjong could not have been delivered information because the treatment was sometimes less than that of the mahmul.

That's it for the question?

"No, there's one more. The Devil."

The devil.

"Do they even talk?"

The devil told him something at the end. It was his first time hearing the devil speak. The Ma people tilted their heads at Asher's words.

Horses? He's not even an animal. He does. But you won't understand that.

"You don't understand?"

The devil's word is different from the horse and the horse. The dimensions are different, so it just sounds like an animal's cry or scream. You can't understand unless you're of the same race.

"Is that true of the Ma tribe?"

You think we're different? I don't want to understand those monster scabbard.

"Then is it auditory hallucination?"

I couldn't understand him because he was a human being. It was not uncommon for auditory hallucinations to be heard under limitations.

I knew you wanted to know.

As Asher went outside, Arna came as if she had been waiting.

"Oh. Asher, are you here?”

"You've been there all along?”

"No, I just got back from work. What are you going to do now?"

"Well."

For now, it was good to rest until all of your body recovered.

"I'll be in the capital for now."

"That's great. You should rest when you rest."

Arna nodded with a bright face. We walked together as if we were not going to let it go, and kept saying something. Asher was listening roughly.

"Oh, did you hear that? The door of the sword, the seventh door, opened."

"…is that so?"

Asher's foot stopped slightly, but Arna did not notice and continued.

"Who's known?”

"No? It's been more than a week. Thanks to that, the staff in charge is being criticized all over the place. I'm looking for someone based on my memory. And apparently....”

Arna looked at Asher with mischievous eyes.

"You look like Asher, don't you? Isn't that Asher?"

"Is that so?"

Asher accepted it calmly. Arna scraped her head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry."

"No."

Arna walked away with a haggard face. I typed it as a joke, but when the opponent didn't respond, he seemed disappointed.

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

"Yes, yes?"

Arna's expression shook. She gave up and sighed as she tried to grab her face.

"Whoa. How did you know that? I feel like I can see inside my head."

"It's obvious."

He had a considerable influence on the empire. It's about time we moved our heavy hips.

"Yes, that's right. The bottom owner's job is known to the upper ranks. And there are people who are interested in Asher.”

Arnai was injured. He bowed his head in a position of absolute obedience.

"Your majesty calls on Asher."

***

Emperor. Emperor.

Arna left to put her affairs in order. Asher returned to her accommodation and sat on the bed.

Are you okay? The Emperor has a high status. I hope the wrong response doesn't mean you're going to fly away, right?]

"Don't worry about that."

Asher shook her head in a worried voice.

"Now I know the character of the Emperor roughly."

Irac Voketos.

The first child of Hemenia, the fourth son of succession.

Yes, he was the fourth heir. Becoming an emperor was almost impossible, but he became an emperor.

"What happened?"

There were too many of the above successors to die of accidents or diseases. The sword spoke lightly.

Isn't it the right to fight? It's common.]

"I'm not the type."

How long has it been since you've seen him?]

"I was... nine years old.”

I haven't seen him since. The sword clapped its tongue in silence.

It's time to change dozens of times. A child changes a lot as he grows up.]

"The people around me didn't."

[That's because your surroundings were unique] So when is it?]

"He should have come by today."

Then the door opened and Reika came in with a tired face. Caron was soothing her.

"Ah, I'm tired. Why do you keep sticking to me?"

"Calm down. Lady, I'm sure it's just a brief interest."

"But what's annoying is that's annoying..”

Asher came into Leica's eyes as she was speaking. Asher opened her mouth calmly.

"Hi?"

"…what is this?"

Leica pressed her forehead.

"Caron, isn't it fantastic to be in front of me?"

"It's not what I see."

"The stars, really."

Leica gnashed her teeth.

"What else did it take you four days? Say something."

Didn't Arena tell you?”

"You said it. But he didn't really say it like he was hiding something."

"Then I can't tell you either.”

Leica's face is rotten.

"You're doing everything by yourself.”

"I didn't want the academy to do it in the first place. You can't get it wrong. Oh, Leica."

"Why are you calling me?"

"What do you know about the Emperor?”

"Peha?"

Leica scratched the back of her head.

"I don't know the details either. You haven't made any noticeable moves since you took the position. It's all messed up these days, so there's that."

"Really?"

[Oh. Academy.]

The sword murmured realistically.

Hey, let's go there. There.]

"Dirty rush."

It's already been delayed a few days. I'm dying to see you.]

"Oh, shit. Okay."

"Where are you going again?"

"Academy."

"Hmm. Can I show you around?”

"Lady. But....”

Laika restrained Charon from trying to stop him.

"That's fine. I'm going to enter the school soon, so I'll adjust quickly. Besides, I might not bother you with this. Do you need it anyway?”

"I'd appreciate it. Caron, what are you going to do?”

"I'll wait here."

"Get out of here."

Leica pushed Asher on the back. Asher was about to leave but stopped.

"Caron, are you done?"

At Asher's words, Charon's face hardened slightly. But soon after, he said, with a bitter smile.

"Just like that."

"That's enough."

Asher came out of the hotel.

***

Oh, this is the academy.

The sword that arrived in front of the academy was amazed. Asher said briefly.

"You can't even see it, can you?”

[Sighs] This is] It means that a lot of kids are trained in swordsmanship and become stronger.]

"It's skeptical that it's going to be strong."

"Who are you talking to before?”

"Can't you hear me?"

"Nothing."

Again, Leica is not listening. Goblin noticed that swords were special, but she can't do it.

Asher was lost in thought, there was a murmur around her.

'Is that her?'

'I don't see it. Isn't that a lie?’

'No, Lephenia said so, too.’

"Lepenia is a hero. You have to compare.’

You don't know, do you know?’

"Uh."

Laika raised her collar to see if she was not familiar with the eyes.

"I can't get used to this."

Leica won the prestigious article. In one fell swoop. It was enough to attract attention. Asher said.

"You'll get used to it.”

He was similar. Many people came to see him because it's been a long time since he transferred. Some people tried to attract him. And they all left in disappointment.

Leica will be different from him in the past. Because she's talented.

I want to see them train.]

The sword urged.

Let's go to the training camp here.]

"You know you're like a real kid, right?”

[Would you like to stay in the room longer than your life?]]

The sword snorted. Asher kicked her tongue and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Is there a training camp nearby?”

He went to the academy, but it's already been decades. Internal facilities such as training camps would have changed many times. Leica clicked her head and deflected.

"This way. I haven't been there yet, but the map says it's in this direction....”

"Who is this? Isn't he my cute junior?"

"…oh, damn."

Laika muttered with a insect-cheeked face. She turned away with a bright smile.

"Oh, my gosh. Hello."

"Haha, yes."

A man of sturdy build approached. He looked like a child of a very precious family.

'The stranger is getting used to it.'

I can't say anything, but the man's face was familiar. The man blocked in front of Leica.

"Where are you going?”

"Let's go see the training center."

"Oh. Then can I show you around?”

"No, it's all right."

Laika was smiling hard, but the smile was stiff. The man tapped Leica on the shoulder as if he hadn't noticed him. Leica's face rotted further.

"…I'm just looking around for a while, and I can't bother you."

"Haha, it's okay. It's also your role to manage your juniors.”

The man clung tenaciously to Leica's refusal. The sword murmured grimly.

[It's green.]

"Are you serious?"

[Of course not.

Leica is beautiful. red hair like fire and sharp eyes. distinct features It was natural for a man to get entangled.

'You'll do it on your own.'’

At that time, Lephenia had many men twisted. How did she respond then? Oh, you said you only date the winner with the sword.

"Well, I'm sorry, sir."

While thinking blankly, Leica grabbed him by the arm.

"I'm guiding an acquaintance."

"…guide?"

The man's face has hardened.

"Who is it?"

"My teacher."

"Teacher?"

The man laughed.

"I don't think you're getting any older. What kind of teacher are you? I'd rather....”

The man has blurred the end of his words. He stared at Asher's hair and face.

"You. What's your name?"

I was wondering about the unexpected reaction, but Asher said without a moment'sincerely.

"This is Asher."

"…you! You!"

The man's face is wrinkled. He let out a violent cry.

"You son of a gun! There you are!"

"Seo, senior?"

The man pulled out a sword.

"We finally met. You damn crook."

Do you know him?]

"No way."

Except that he looked familiar, he was the first person I saw in my life. Asher stepped back.

"You seem to be mistaken.”

"Misunderstanding? Funny!

The man gnashed his teeth.

"Yes, I've never seen you before. This is the way it works! I'm a Fire Ester!"

"Easter?"

He had a familiar last name. The great sodmaster and Asher's teacher, the Heiban family.

The fire gave strength to the hand holding the sword.

"How dare you call yourself a disciple of Hiban!"