Running Away From The Hero!

# 4 Their Reason: An Old Man's Reason.

“Are you here?”

I can see Mellon coming out of the door.

In your hand is an ancient silver sword.

“Is that the answer you were talking about? ”

“That's right.”

Seeing you nod, I lift up the stick I just found around you.

“It's been a long time... but I don't think I'll lose to you. ”

“If the ancient sword is right, you can defeat me, the nameless prosecutor. Usually.”

“Normally?”

I know you're not good enough to be called an unnamed prosecutor.

But the opponent, I am the sword of all time.

That kind of confidence in someone like that?

“Do you not believe me? ”

The old man who lived next door suddenly said, "I was actually a sword...” I wouldn't believe it either.

“No. If I did, I wouldn't have a place like this. ”

“Is that so?"

If that's true...

Is that guy really saying he can beat me?

“A horse made by a certain Dwarf tribe, if you want to talk about it with this weapon. They say it's the best cavalry they've ever made and they're terrified of it. ”

“Cavalry?”

A Dwarf of the Blacksmith clan.

They are born with only iron and fire. One of them is a great craftsman and warrior.

Even a common sword is treated as a commodity, and a master crafted with the full power of his soul is sometimes referred to as a recruit because it is blessed by God.

I can't believe they're such horsemen that they live in fear.

“Is it cursed? ”

“A curse is a curse. Curse of Recovery.”

“Curse of Recovery? ”

“Yes. This sword will never harm anyone. ”

Wouldn't hurt anyone?

“You cannot slay a man? ”

“Including that, there are no bruises to be knocked on. ”

A sword that can't cut a man or hurt a man?

“Then why the cavalry? ”

If you're a Horseman... You can put a heavy burden on a user or curse the target.

If a sword cannot slay a man, it will not be called a Horseman if it fails.

“It's therapeutic. That's also a very powerful level. ”

“You're no longer a cavalry man, are you? ”

The more I listen to the description, the weirder it gets.

If it has a powerful healing effect, isn't it a recovery item?

His answer to the question was no big deal.

“But it hurts a lot. ”

“Does it hurt?”

Is that why you're a cavalry man?

“Very, very, very, very, very! It hurts. It's unbearable. ”

“A prosecutor like that needs to be patient. ”

“I can't stand an early exam. ”

“Is that so?"

I nodded, but I still don't understand.

A horse made by Dwarves for nothing but pain.

A sword that keeps track of the enemy's location until he dies, or a blade that can't heal a single cut, but the worst horsemen in the clan can only inflict pain?

Don't you always have to live with the pain of the prosecutor?

“The player will concede. ”

“No, thanks. ”

Hold the pose and swing the sword.

A very common punch.

But posture is one thing.

Swing the sword lightly to block the blade.

“Too shallow... Cough?! ”

And the incoming shock!

“Yikes! ”

Screams pop out of my mouth.

What is this pain?

“W-wait... Cough? Hnng?”

The moment you slam your sword against your body, you feel a tremendous pain.

I've been living with a sword since I can remember.

No matter how long it takes you to hold a sword, this pain...

“Mercury!”

The first scream I heard in my life began to pop out of my mouth.

“Not yet! ”

“Th-that, that! ”

I realized why that object was a sword, even with a silver sword that was rushing towards me.

Death for a warrior is a rest.

But that cavalry does not give death to warriors.

Endless pain. Not just pain, but pain that will never be inflicted on us again. There were all these evil weapons!

“If the prosecutor holds the sword, he must see the end, right? ”

“I, I quit the prosecution! So you can stop now! ”

“I see.”

Meln nods his head and releases his hand from the sword.

“What!”

Hands and feet protrude from the falling sword.

“I'm a cavalry.”

“W-what do you mean! ”

I'm starting to get goosebumps all over me.

It's walking, but it's fast. It's already flown to me!

“Rrrrgh!”

“As a horseman, I beat people until I'm satisfied. Not dead, of course. ”

“Car, kill it! ”

“Horsemen.”

“Rrrrgh!”

Unlike Melon, who lowers his head, this silver cavalry begins to attack with a swing of arms and legs.

“Here, you're the owner! ”

“Horsemen.”

“Would you just keep saying that! ”

I give up on Meln, who keeps repeating the same thing.

A cavalry is just a weapon! A weapon without its owner can be used against anyone!

“A free sword!”

For a long time, the sword that had not been used began to gather in my sword.

Even a wooden stick can cut through steel if it contains steel.

And if we concentrate more on it!

“A fucking cavalry! ”

After years of confronting the current sword, a free sword that had not been used by anyone was reappeared in my hands.

And then...

“Huh?"

My best shot in the steel just grabbed it and rushed towards me.

“Now, hold on! What the hell!”

“Horsemen.”

“That's all you have to say! ”

At that moment, the leg on the sword slashed my ankle.

“Knng!”

I climbed up as if I was familiar with the sword above me that fell to the ground.

Scary.

At that moment, after I was seven years old with the sword. After that day, I realized the feeling of fear that I had never felt before.

Poses commonly referred to as mounts, but the target is a sword.

I would have looked at you if I were a human, but all I see now is a bizarre machete sword with hands and feet on it.

“Now, wait... wait a minute, horseman. ”

Though I was suddenly an old man talking to things, surprisingly, the cavalry seemed to understand me.

“My defeat. So turn it off right here! ”

The cavalry shakes their heads.

The sword shakes slightly, but I can feel it.

And two punches protruded from the straight sword, and I couldn't help myself.

I wanted to die.

If I could have died, I would have felt at ease!

“Shhh!”

But the more you were right, the more intense the pain became.

Dwarves have made numerous new recruits in history and made similar numbers of cavalry.

A Dwarf clan with only 12 worlds open.

I had to realize when one of the clans called it the worst cavalry they ever made.

“Stop, stop! ”

How long have you been crying?

It's the first time I've cried since I was 13!

I cried because I was upset, not because I was sick!

Now my tears are coming from pure pain!

“W-weapons are the best! The best cavalry ever! So stop! ”

But the cavalry was merciless.

Without stopping, I kept punching myself in the face and body with two hands protruding from the sword.

In the end, all I can do is stop the attack with my arms.

But the pain was the same even if I stopped it.

So, until I couldn't feel everything, I was struck down by a cavalry unilaterally, and I realized that the weapon was the best I could do without winning a weapon.

* * *

“Yay! Refreshing! ”

As I watched the metal rushing in with a sunny smile, I thought of the bear.

I've seen many inspirations who used to fly it, but none of them used a sword.

Sword steel. It's evidence of the sorcerer.

What are the chances that your next-door grandfather is one of the hardest to find in the empire?

“Huh? It's not easy to find the master? The sorcerer is the one who pops up around the owner. ”

“… I see? ”

Let's see. Root was a sodmaster, Sia was a sodmaster, I met a swordmaster, Aris was a sodmaster...

“That's where the lady who was chasing the master was the sorcerer, and those 12 men were the sorcerer, right? ”

“It's easy to be afraid of a sorcerer. ”

Immediately, the next door grandfather also had a huge chance of becoming a sodmaster.

Times have changed.

This is the age of the Great Pirates... No, the age of the Great Swordmaster!

Now, if you're going to be a prosecutor, you need to bring up the Swordmaster!

“when mankind would rule the world? ”

“I think the owner played that big role? ”

I've strengthened humanity beyond my knowledge.

I need a nerf.

That's also the nerve around me.

“The strength of the human race grows with each passing moment. ”

“I can't deny it. ”

Dammit, the actions that inspired me to live comfortably are hurting my neck because of the butterflies.

Those who are not the Master have become the Master.

“You don't think this old man's gonna be the legendary Grand Swordmaster? ”

“That's a real legend, right? ”

“The Sword Master Knights were also legendary, but they were real. ”

“I did!”

Reality is always beyond imagination.

Hikimomori's popularity was something that would come out of novels, but in reality, even the president did it.

“What are you talking about? ”

“There is such a thing. ”

There was an incredible thing that happened to us that we didn't know existed.

“What are you going to do about that old man? Like this?”

“Huh! If you attack or kill those silver journalists on purpose, the hidden predecessors, the descendants of the families looking for his trail, or the disciples, but the warriors who taught you some skills long ago will come for you! ”

“There's too many kids to go to! ”

“Yes, silver reporters don't touch silver. ”

I didn't mess with those quiet old men when I was a member.

Silver is not a reporter's fault.

As long as they are not related to themselves, most humans send them to live quietly, even though they are masked assassins in black.

You can't just be the extra that gets swept away by the reporter.

If you keep your manners as high as possible, Eunger Reporters will not move unless they are related to their surroundings.

“So. Take the old man home. ”

“Behind?”

“Here we go! ”

“It's been a long time! ”

Yeah, I'm afraid this place is over, too.

It's a pity that Corn and others have not harvested yet, but you can get some price if you tie it up and sell it as a feed.

“Too bad we've been here for a while. ”

“So do I, but I can't help it. The next door is full swordsmanship. ”

No matter how many people I saw, most of them were for me.

Send a sodmaster to capture me in the organization, send him to the Imperial Court, send the princess.

Aris is the only one I made to catch 17, not from the heart... but from a snowball.

So this sword might come into contact with a strange man and try to grab me.

That's why I'm winning!

“No!”

But unlike usual, I had another companion.

“I haven't finished harvesting yet, but I'm moving! No!”

I can see Elise looking at me with tearful eyes.

“I have an urgent matter. ”

“What's that? ”

“Oh, well……. ”

His next-door grandfather is the sodmaster.

The only thing that can be persuaded by that is that after experiencing my life indirectly, my soul is connected to each other to a certain extent.

“Mmmm... Do you think a scary person could come after you? ”

“Anyone scared? Who is it?”

The innocent eyes look at me.

Ordinarily, those who stare at carnivorous animals or the seed of evil gods with their prey in front of them have seen them, but they are not resistant to these eyes.

“Mmmm... ”

“Master, there are a lot of owners. You can tell me about one, right? ”

I'm thinking about it for a moment, but I whisper a small whisper by my side.

- Then you look suspicious.

- I've already picked up a sudden midnight snack. Is there anything more suspicious?

That's right.

“That's a lie! No! I love this place! I love this land you've worked so hard on! ”

“Elise……. ”

You make me proud as a father.

But…….

“You don't have to go anywhere else because of me. ”

I can see a trusty body that doesn't match the voice of dying behind my back for a moment.

“Old man?! ”

“Do you understand? ”

Seeing the inspiration looking at me with a detached smile, I decided to stay a little longer and keep an eye on the situation.

Even though I regretted it less than a year ago.