Life Reversal with Item Copy

It was a situation that did not make sense.

Why do you feel the same energy as Siwelyn for someone you found in a new maze?

There were only two people in the world who had that energy, according to Dojun. The boy who received the mirror of Siwelin and Siwelin.

‘According to the memory I saw then..... ’

The world of Siwelyn is doomed. Thoroughly investigated by the Legion of the Immortal. But I can feel the energy that I felt there?

― Chuckles! Whoo…….

As he pondered, a child named ‘Shura’ was ready to return someday. He took out the rope and tied the trunk of one of the anglers together.

Maybe the food or whatever is useful, so they're going to take it.

‘Let's meet first. ’

I wondered, what kind of energy she had.

Is it really the same energy as the divine power of Siwelyn? If so, why do they have the same energy? Is she the only one with that energy in this maze?

There was no choice but to stay out of contact. Dojun stopped hiding the miracle.

“Who is it!”

Then Shura scratches and lays down the corpse of the Blade Master that she was carrying. Then I pointed the flashing circular knife at the Dojoun.

What do they call these weapons? I think it was Chakram.

“People?”

Dojun reveals himself without an enemy, so Shrado loosens his boundaries a little. However, the blade has not yet descended.

“It's called Dojun. ”

“ ……. ”

Dougun introduced himself without getting too close. The window has been in inventory for a long time. There was no dangerous goods in his hands.

Shura calmly observed the appearance of Dojun, and then looked at her head and opened her eyes wide.

“I don't have horns……. Are you a deportee?”

“Exiler?”

“No, even the exiles have to have a cut. But there's nothing there, is there? ”

It was a short story, but Dojun was able to capture a lot of information.

Being called a deportee, an expelled person, means that there are people or groups who can be expelled. In other words, this Shura kid doesn't live alone, he lives in a village with a lot of people.

In addition, the exile seems to be driven out by that deer-like horn.

‘I know that deer horns run only on males. ’

The child in front of you looks like a woman at first sight. Yet there was a horn in his head.

Well, it wasn't a deer, it was a completely different species, so it wasn't weird.

“Who are you? Is that you? Why don't you have a horn? ”

“I'm a traveler. I've been without horns since I was born. ”

“Ah.”

Speaking of which, Shura began to look at the donkey with her poor eyes.

Why is that? Is the horn such an important object?

“You're looking for a place to sleep if you're a traveler, aren't you? You want to come to my town? ”

“ ……. ”

Something sympathetic is a little bitter, but..... The proposal itself was hopeless.

Dojun nods quietly.

“Follow me!"

Shura once again carries the corpse of the Blade Antelope and begins to head to the village. It was very fast after carrying a heavy beast.

“Do you want me to listen?”

“What? No! You think I'm younger than you? ”

I said it once in a favorable sense, but it was rejected like a knife. Rather, I received only a stinging eye shot.

The doughnut scratches the cheeks again, tasting the taste. I think it's rather an excuse to listen or do something heavy here.

After a while, guided by Shura, Dojun arrives in her village.

It was a marvelous village. Formed in a vacant space inside a rainforest, it was filled with large tents.

No matter what the space was, village-sized tents could not enter all of it. And the tents were spread out among the trees that grew up in the midst of the heating furnace.

It seemed to be a tent designed to be spread on grasslands and in complex forests.

A few tents past where the two arrived, on the other side of the park. It was probably a place that served as a square in the town. There were a lot of people there.

“Coming!”

“Shura! You did it! ”

“Yes! I'm an adult now! ”

Everyone was like Shura with horns on their heads. I felt like I was wearing brown skin and leather clothes.

I was glad to see Shura. After a while, however, seeing the dojo in the back, he hardened his expression and began to whisper with Shura.

“ ……. ”

It was murmuring at the entrance from a distance, but of course it all sounded to Dojun. The conversation they had with each other was no different than the first time they met Shura.

Who's that guy? Aren't you a deportee? What if I bring a deportee! No, it's not. The horns weren't cut, they weren't born. Really? You were born deformed. Poor...

I was treated as deformed in my sleep, but once I was asleep. I'm telling you not to listen over there, because if you heard everything, you could have been on guard.

“Are you here?”

“Chief! Look at this. I got the Blade Antelope! ”

An old man who showed up at the time. I used to be an old man, but he seemed pretty neat. It's a big, muscle-covered body.

‘Chief.'

Which means he's the leader of this town.

At such a young age, there is a child who has A-grade cheek skills. Everyone else had an unusual energy. He must be pretty strong because he's the leader of that town.

“Oh, yeah. Good job. I passed the test with this. Where are you not hurt? ”

“Well, who am I? It was one shot!”

Dojun laughed. I keep avoiding it, but I can barely catch it after hurting myself. It's one shot.

I feel like I'm seeing a little kid before I hit him. I can't help but smile.

“Are you travelling? ”

At that time, the incoming chieftain saw Dojun.

“This is Dojun.”

“Fouad. He's a priest here. ”

It looks like the priest joined the chiefs.

More than that, a priest is just the talent that Dojun was looking for. What he wanted was a feeling from Shura and a feeling of Siwelin's energy in this town.

A priest probably knows a lot.

“I'm sorry to shine your eyes like that, but I'll talk to you later. Actually, today is Shura's adult ceremony. ”

“Adult ceremony? ”

“Yes. A grown-up ritual. I caught a Blade Antelope and passed the test, but I still have one left. ”

“ ……? ”

I used to say that, and Fouad laughed.

“Festival.”

* * *

Donations to attend their great festival.

It was a little fishy. It was this morning that I stepped on the maze with a lot of tension, and now I'm eating and drinking and playing.

Those who dance, smile and roar in the middle of the fire. Dojun, who was watching for a while, came into the guest tent assigned by Fouad. Just enough water and food.

Ming Ming.

The food was delicious even in empty words. The stew with the meat of the Blade Antelope was not stingy, but it was too fresh.

But there's something you can eat. The doughnut inhales the soup as he hears the sound from the outside.

This power? I don't know why you're asking. Isn't that the grace of the sun?

I asked the chief during the festival. About the power they use.

Mahal. He called himself that.

According to him, every Mahal here is born with grace from birth. And grinding it and wiping it is why they were born on this earth.

I will return with this grace to the Palace of Heaven after I die. Then I'll give it back to the god there.

There is, of course, a spiritual prayer to grind and wipe grace, but it is said that the dance is a more definite way. Because of that, the children here learn martial arts from childhood without you and me.

That seemed to be why Shura was able to catch the Blade at that young age.

"Monsters."

An adult ceremony that must be passed by a monster of class A alone. So all the adults here have already passed that test decades ago?

It was about as much power as a large guild with a whole tribe of tribes.

Well, secondly, what matters now is the divine power.

"I've heard from the priest that there's something in common and there's a difference. ’

The energy of Siwelyn and the energy of the people here. It's both the energy that evokes the warm sunlight.

And the difference is that in Siwelyn's world, it is a religion that aims for salvation through prayer and mercy, whereas it is a religion that grinds and cleanses itself through disrespect.

Then…….

‘There are two possibilities. One is……. ’

Pearl.

At that time, I heard the entrance to the tent open.

Dojun pauses and looks at the entrance. There was Shura with meat in her hands.

“How about a tent, mister? Aren't you uncomfortable?”

She handed the meat to the donkey on one side. I took it and ate it, and it wasn't even liver. However, since the catches were all removed, the savory taste of the meat was alive and quite edible.

“It's okay, it's more comfortable than homelessness. But I don't think the festival's over yet. Why are you here? ”

“I came to see you. Now that I've brought you here, shouldn't I care? ”

“I like the sound of my heart in childhood. ”

“I'm not a kid anymore! I'm an adult because I'm an adult! ”

Even so, he sat in a chair and waved his legs without hesitation.

I could make fun of you more, but it's not the time.

Once he smiles, Dojun asks Shura one thing.

“Can I just get a few things from here? ”

“Stuff? What? ”

“Anything. Anything with your powers. ”

As I looked at it earlier, there were many objects that felt holy power throughout the village. The darkest place was near the priesthood of Fouad, but there were also many such junkies.

If you take a few of them, you can ask Siwelyn. Is this energy like your divine power?

“I don't care if I get your permission, but do you have anything to give me in return? ”

“Retaliation?”

It seems that the exchange of goods is fundamental here. Even if it's a small item, there seems to be very few cases of giving and receiving, except between families.

“The best thing to eat! ”

The best thing to eat..... Well, there's not enough to eat. It was food and drinking water that always came first in the inventory.

“How about this? ”

He always takes out the jerky he eats and hands it to Shura. You said you could taste it.

Shura gladly looked at it and took a little corner off and put it in her mouth.

“Argh, Argh! ”

“What's that? Strange taste? ”

The doubtful eye put jerky in his mouth and chewed it. But it didn't taste weird at all. Creamy as usual.

“What meat is that? I think my tongue is squeezing! ”

“Hmm……. ”

Only then did Dojun find out what had happened. I don't think it tastes salty.

Is that so...? If you don't have something to eat then.....

“What about this? ”

He pulled the jungle chart out of the inventory and showed it. A luxury item made by Crafting Guild Blackmaiden, even though it was just a normal piece of equipment that didn't open the information window. It was of quite good quality.

“Oh, you look strong. ”

Fortunately, this was a good response. A species that grinds and polishes dishonorably from its infancy. You're never gonna hate the locket.

“Give me this! I'll give you this instead. ”

“What about this?”

What Shura gave to Dojun was the bracelet she was wearing. It's not gold, it feels like brass. And in the middle was a little jewel embedded.

However, what attracted Dojun's attention rather than what he looked like was that he felt a significant amount of divine power in his bracelet.

That alone was a very valuable item for Doju. At least not for the money and the jungle.

― Shura! Where are you?

That's when I heard Shura singing outside.

“I'm going now. ”

“Yes. I'm having fun because it's a festival for you. ”

“Yes! Oh, but... ”

Shura sticks the jungle into her waist and pauses for a moment.

“Why?”

“That bracelet. It's a precious thing..... ”

Dojun curls his head. Thinking about it again, is it too late to trade it for a knife?

Even if you give it back, there's no problem. You can get something else with holy power.

But that was not what Shura said.

“That meat...... can you give me a little more? ”

She told me to put a dump on it.

“I thought your tongue was shrinking. ”

“Yes. But I think I need to try something more..... ”

“Yes."

Put some jerky on it. It's not hard.

Dojun took a bundle of jerky out of the inventory and handed it to him.

“This much!? ”

“I got a lot from the festival too, so that includes it. Share it with your friends. ”

“Yes! Thank you! ”

Shura went out of the tent with her hands firmly holding the jerky she received from Dojun. I was more concerned with jerky than I was with the rumbling jungle.

He smiles at the back of his face and asks Dorun to lie down and sleep.

* * *

The next morning.

Something unexpected happened to Dojun.

“You said a guest here had a strange weapon? ”

“I've seen it and it's pretty unusual. The shape is plain, but the material of iron..... ”

“The smelting skills are considerable……. ”

“I want more of that dry meat! ”

The Jungle Character that you exchanged with Shura's Bracelet seems to have been returned by all the people in that town.

The weapon was made in a completely different way from their own, and they were glaring at it.

Shura apologizes to Dojun for the more explosive reaction than she thought.

“I'm sorry. I just wanted to see you guys. ”

“It's okay because it doesn't matter much. ”

He did not like excessive attention, but he was already familiar with the gaze apart from the vagaries. Especially since the Great boreal war, the number of people who recognize him on the road has increased exponentially.

Given his purpose of obtaining objects with divine power, this kind of interest was rather profitable.

Jerbuck. Jerbuck.

At that time, a man approached Dojun.

His surroundings were quiet. I thought Fouad was here yesterday, and I looked up.

“Jamel.”

He was a completely different person.

“The blacksmith here is the first. ”

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