Reincarnation of the Sword Master

The golden light enveloped Asher's body. The body, which was the limit, returns to normal and the shaking movement stops. The mah people stood out.

I guess you have at least a holy water.

"Think as you like."

Asher picked up the sword. The Ma clan raised their hands without being wary of Asher as if they were not interested in anything.

I want to play with you, but I don't have much time.

The horse race is not the existence of this world, but of the horse world. Therefore, when the main body comes down, it cannot stay long.

The world refuses to be unclean. The Ma people constantly use their strength to withstand it. The more you use it, the more pressure you put on it.

die

The murky air shakes and spreads. Asher leaned down and ran.

Focus.

I don't use only my body. He doesn't use swordsmanship. Use the two at the same time. He rushes back in his head and makes a sword.

a sharp, perfect sword

And the subjugation beyond recognition.

The faces of the Ma tribe changed dramatically.

Coo-oong!

The Ma tribe's feet were under strong pressure at the same time as the clouds. The physical wavelength of air breaking bones and crushing steel.

Asher twisted his body and flew into the air to escape, and reached the very nose of the Ma people.

"Hi."

……!

The mah people raised their fists. The power of a high horse tribe is never low. It's about the same level as Asher's power.

Asher breathed briefly and raised the sword.

The tip of the sword touches the fist. Asher twisted his arm just before the collision. The sword is bent and moves on the arm of the horse.

Whooooooh!

Oh, my goodness!

The end of the sword pricked the shoulders of the stable. There was distrust in the eyes of the Ma people, who swung and grabbed their shoulders.

How...?

Asher came running again. The mah people waved their hands hurriedly. The ticking air became a barrier and rushed to crush Asher.

And Asher stretched her hand toward the barrier. A low sense hit the whole body, but it wasn't unbearable. The barrier was smashed when the hand was forcefully shaken.

The sword moves, and the mah people bounce off as if they were hit by a cannon. It doesn't stop until you roll the floor for a long time.

"It's working.

Asher shook the sword. Finally, the balance of body and sword was achieved. It's not perfect yet, but it's enough to be used in real life.

No way.

Like a high horse, he was perfectly fine. But I couldn't get up because I was traumatized.

You can't do this.

murmured in the trembling voice of the madman. The shaking eye contained a light of negation, which was different from surprise and astonishment. As if Asher can't do this.

…you can't have this power!

The mah people roared. A three-year-old child cried out to an adult as if he were being bullied.

You can't do this! What made you choose! It's cowardly!

"Choose."

Asher muttered.

"You must know me from what you say."

Realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, the Mamas hurriedly closed their mouths. He slowly lifted himself up with glowing eyes.

…but that's it.

It wasn't wrong. He gave two hits, but did not hurt the Ma people's bodies. You can do it with all your might, but not with fatalities. Then you'll just hurt yourself and die.

"You have to see that."

But Asher rushed in. Avoiding the murky air, he reached the front of the Maas again. The mah people struck their fists with a stiff face.

Coo-oong!

The ground crushes and the air scatters in all directions. And Asher, who avoided it, held the sword with both hands.

The basis of the Imperial Examination is a simple stab, horizontal and vertical cut.

Asher has added his own color to this and that, but the basics remain the same. If there was anything more than that in the first place, it was not the imperial sword.

He spent his whole life practicing imperial grammar. The simple test repeated dozens, hundreds, thousands, maybe more.

Asher's sword is something of his flattery about the sword.

Just before he was out of breath in his previous life, he became a sodmaster at the same time.

bring back the sense of the occasion He gave a sword with one breath. At the same time, the body and the sword become one.

Stronger.

sharper than

The sword drew a diagonal line.

***

Asher slowly put the sword down. The sword disappears into dust, and the sense of being distant returns one by one.

[…oh, my God]

Argh!

The Ma people were screaming with deep stab wounds on their chests. Asher glanced down at my hand. Muscle condition is normal. There was no burden that I felt when I tried.

I wounded the horse's body.

Asher laughed. Now, he has taken a step into the realm of heroes. It was far from being like them, but that alone was enough.

…Ahhhah!

The Maas gave out their strength with a harsh shout, and Asher stepped back. Tickling air spread in all directions, interrupting breathing.

감히 내 몸에 상처를!

검은 동공에 붉은 빛이 서리기 시작했다.

죽여버리겠어.

‘여기까지인가.’

방심을 노려 상처를 입혔지만 그래도 힘 차이는 명백하다. 고위 마족을 상대로 이 정도까지 버틴 게 대단할 정도였다.

애셔는 물끄러미 하늘을 올려다봤다.

"It takes too long."

That doesn't mean that you give up your life.

What a dog...

Whoo-hoo!

There is a roar. There was a crater as if a meteorite had fallen on the spot where something had fallen. Only after the impact of the collision, soil dust rises, blocking the view, and trees are pulled out of the root.

The dust settled, and the mah people's pupils expanded.

How can I...

"Oh, you."

Walters grinned.

"It was a pleasant trip. Do you know how hard it is to cross the sea?"

…no way!

The mah people shouted.

It was the other side of the world!

"So didn't it take this long?"

Walters walked in. The Maas began to retreat in a hurry, and Walters revealed his teeth.

"Where are you?"

The air exploded. Afterimage, Walters galloped, and the Maas tried to flee in a hurry, but it was too late. The fist penetrates the head of the Ma tribe and the remaining aftermath is crushed.

One blow. It was over in one shot.

Asher glanced around.

"It's not a mess.”

Land, trees, mountains. Everything was ruined. A stranger saw it and thought that the earthquake and storm occurred at the same time.

Walters said, holding the mah people's neck with one hand and clenching their fists with the other.

"I won't kill you right now. I have a big question for you."

…….

The Maas stared at Walters without a word. Walters said to Asher, walking this way.

"Do you have any questions? I think you have more than me."

"Thank you for that."

It was almost overflowing.

"You knew about me."

I just heard it from the Lubans.It was a very different reaction.

It was strange to see him for the first time and to say that if you kill him, you can be forgiven.

Besides, the Ma people have no power, no power, no conviction. There was only one case in which I could say so.

"Do you know about my past?"

…….

The mahjong did not answer. My mouth opened only after a cup of tea.

I sympathize with your fate.

The mah people's gaze turned to Asher.

You'll never get out of your bind.

"What are you saying?”

asked Walters. The Maas glared at Walters.

And I'll mock you.

His voice was full of deep contempt.

a man who doesn't know what he really is.

Suddenly, the Ma people's bodies began to turn black.

You can't handle it when you know the truth!

Argh!

The black thing spread thickly. Walters hastily tried to punch down, but it was too late. cried the mahjong.

The great devil! I wish you all the best!

The mah people turned into darkness. Dark darkness covered the body of Walters and slowly began to etch on his body. Walters turned pale.

"What a rotten apple."

***

"I never thought I'd do that."

Walters groaned with his arms crossed. A black pattern was engraved on his whole body.

"The brand. Long time no see.”

The curse brand that the Maids carve out their souls and strength.

The Maas would have lost all their strength. It's downgraded from one of the highest horse races to a low-level bug being eaten by the beasts.

The stigma was not an ordinary curse as it paid such a price. Walters, who had lightly shaken off even God's wrath, was influenced a little bit by little.

"I'm sorry, but the training is over here. I'm going to get rid of this damn thing.”

"Okay."

I learned the basics from Walters. The sword and the body were somewhat in harmony. All that's left now is to train himself.

It`s good bye now. If we have a destiny, we can meet again someday. Do you have any luggage to pack?"

"No."

Walters looked around the broken ground with longing eyes.

"This place is good-bye now.”

Having to leave the decades-old land gave Walters a rather complex feeling of complexity. He picked himself up.

"Where are you going now?"

"Northern."

"Northern…?" Ho. You make an interesting choice."

Walters smiled.

"You're expecting a way there now, aren't you?”

"The rough idea.

Asher looked at Valters. Walters tilted his head.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"You don't look very impressed."

The Ma clan said at the end. You can't handle it when you know the truth.

Walters clicked his tongue with a haggard face.

"I was wondering what you were saying. I know what you mean. I have a rough estimate of what he said."

I'm sure you heard something from Hiban, so Walters knows it himself. What is it about what you have achieved?

"But I told you. What does that mean?"

Walters doesn't regret his way. Even if it's wrong or wrong, he's the one who walked here.

"I'm more curious about you than that. I can't believe the Ma people are interested. And it's tied up."

Walters grinned.

"It can't be a smooth journey. Honestly, I'm going crazy wondering... I won't ask. It's because nosy people. Just one question."

asked Walters.

"What is the purpose of the journey?”

"I'm going to find the answer."

Asher said briefly.

***

Asher left Walters' side by side. I thought as I walked along the street.

'Confident.'

The Ma people knew him. He knew what he was like in his past, and he was aiming for him.

And the Ma people cried out the last name of one being.

"The Devil."

The Dark Lord was after him.