Reincarnated Swordmaster

Bopa Sunbae!

The fishing hook made by Emperor Oze is in my hand. And as soon as I heard the telepathy, I became stronger and stronger that I must destroy the Southern Palace. If you destroy the Southern Imperial Palace, you can get the Sundanese Fish Sphere for free.

So I asked the Namgongmyung as if passing by some time.

"Now you may have mentioned, but the fact that you and the Southern Hemisphere were abducted and still had someone with them, at least means that they have revealed the identity and location of the Mandarin Fish Sphere to the Southern Hemisphere."

"Yes."

"This is such an important item. Do you trust the Longbow Sword?"

"......"

When the name of the palace was silent, the shrine beside him said.

"It didn't have to be more than trusting."

"What are you talking about?"

"Even though Sundanese phrase itself knows the secret, it has little power. Purification, telecommunications, it's not something you use directly in the jungle. But if someone is kidnapped like this, or if you're scouting an important site, you can use the dialect to make contact. For example, in a situation where Household Master has been abducted, the Southern Longbow Sword would try to communicate using the Nine-language language language sphere... A Sundanese language must have an ally in order to use its power."

"Ah."

"But the inside of the armor is this space, so it must not have been communicating with Sundanese phrases."

I felt a sense of understanding from the telepathy. I didn't think I'd heard from the southern sword since I saw the unknown name. This distorted space in the neck of time was able to block the auxiliary car of Trident Oze.

The name of the palace softened it.

"The Sundanese phrase can be anything from the mainstream to the mainstream. You guys have taken this much from me and you're short? That's enough."

"Where do you usually keep your Sundanese Fish Sphere?"

"I had built and stored a separate room with an engine before."

"Just tell me where it is."

After hearing the location of the separate room from the Nam Palace, I went to the abandoned Nam Palace building and checked it out myself. As you pull the small lever, the institution's door opens with a murmur.

"Hmph!"

There were three or four adult men in an institutional parlor, and there would have been a circular sphere. I stood in the engine room with nothing and smiled in repentance.

'From now on, we'll be able to pick up Sundanese phrases directly from the Southern Palace.'

Once you go to the boil, you can immediately teleport to the next place. I once again shortened my schedule and returned to the rumble in a satisfied mood. And I even asked the Nam-Gong Nam.

"Knowing the secrets of Sundanese phrases, is that all you, Nam Gong-hwan, and Nam Gong-woon Sword? I'm going to interrogate the whole Southern Palace. Don't lie to me."

"That's all. Seriously, how can you tell such a secret to anyone but the Garden?"

"Hmm…"

The telepathy I was listening to next to walked out loud and said,

"Enough with the Sundanese phrases, and now tell me where the Southern Hemisphere's sword, including the imperial sword, is."

"Huff!"

The Namgongmyung was surprised, but he said as if he was ready.

"We don't leave the secret behind because we win by the mouth."

"You're rolling your head in the middle of this. If I find an emergency, I'll kill you right away, but did you really think it would last a little longer?"

He mutters in ridicule.

"Don't get me wrong. Because your life is still worth it."

"......"

"What can I do to find out by torturing your son?"

Then Nam-goong said in a hurry.

"Hwan doesn't know even if it's empty yet. I'll tell you."

"It'll be fun torturing your son in front of a father."

So persistent, he frowned on the other side and sat up on the chair. The pupils of the paladin widened and the pupils enlarged. Soon after, the mangrove breathed its strength into his hands and reached into the eyes of the paladin.

"I'm sure there's some sort of emergency. It's definitely worth the eyeball of Nam Gong-hwan."

"Ugh."

"On the count of three."

Nam-geum called out when he counted the two of them in extreme distress.

"The secret is reserved for my great-great-grandfather, Namgongjoo, who lives in Zhao Zhao Zhao!!"

I just stuck my finger in and stopped the movement of the telescopes that were trying to dig out the eyeballs of the south arch. Then he turned around and said,

"Namgongjo? You've never heard of him. What is the star sign of him in Kangho Moo Forest?"

"......"

"You really don't understand!"

Per hundred million

A short mumbling network tightens his hand and grabs his shoulder tightly. At the same time, a blood stream rises from your shoulders, and your biceps start screaming.

"Ahhhh!! Ah... Dad!!"

"Do you want to see his arm ripped off?"

"Ugh... I'll say it. I'll tell you, please..."

The Namguk Nam shouted in a frenzied manner. And then he said,

"His great-great-grandfather was called a no-quench sword in the river lake! Is that enough?"

"......!!"

Hmph!

"He's from the Southern Palace?"

At that moment, Jinzo stood up in shock, not only because of the telepathy, but also because he was still. Especially, Jinzo's surprise seemed great.

"I can't..."

I tilted my head because it was an unfamiliar title. Then I asked Mangosteen.

"Mangosteen. Who's a nonsword?"

The telepathy stands still, sober up and says:

"The best of centuries ago. But I never thought I'd be from the Southern Palace."

"You must be a great master. But why are you so surprised?"

"That's because it was the cheapest sword at the time."

"......"

The Longest Blade in the World!

It seemed simple, but the title had something that made my heart tremble when I grew up. It meant that he was the greatest swordsman in the vast Middle Eastern continent, full of Silver Coriander, and it was the perfect title to die by the sword the next day. Nevertheless, he still survived and preached his name under the whole world, so he who holds his name was a tremendous talent.

The message of the dead continues.

"You may not know it very well because you're only interested in current ones, but if you've dug a little deeper, you might have heard of a zero-dagger. He was a man a hundred years ago, and his face remained unchanged as a master in the process, but he said his skills were comparable to those of the Soviet Union. No one in the Spear Clan could handle him with a sword, so now he's literally a legend."

"The Vailian monk... I can't believe it. You know how monstrous he is."

"Yes, but..."

"More than a hundred years ago, would you still be the current Liberian monk?"

"I think so. Consider the singularity."

"Not really."

Solidarity is close to old age even at the time of cerebral displacement, so it should be at least eighty or ninety years old now. If such a singularity is called an uncle, there is a good chance that the current Sovereign Church would be the same. I suddenly thought about it and asked the Nam Goong Myung.

"If a sword without a sword is the Southern palace of your family, shouldn't a sword without a sword be summoned in the Sundanese language? It's a family crisis. Of course I should have come. However, there was no such thing as a superstar."

"If you had called, you wouldn't have come. He broke up with the Southern Palace."

"A sword without a sword breaks ties with the Southern Imperial family? Why?"

He hesitated and said.

"He said he had a meeting about our family policy. That's why he's been holed up for almost eighty years. He also abandons his family's castle and lives completely as a wildling."

"Hmm. What's your name as a wildling?"

"It's Seoljo." He works as a blacksmith in a small town. "

The non-sword seemed to be in opposition to the ferocious expansion policy of the Southern Palace. I clasped my head and said,

"Very well. Then why did the Swordless Sword take the Southern Hemisphere's secret?"

"The Bible says that we are not qualified to have an equal share. That is why the Bible says that He will leave it with him until those who have achieved the law of the sword to the extreme."

"I see."

It is not a lie to say that the name of the palace is Old Testament. And it was also possible that if a master of the fathers did not see them well, it would be blasphemous to make an emergency of their own. I asked the important question.

"Then what is the secret to a non-sword? Is that the Ceasar's sword?"

"I've heard that there is a Ceasar Sword, and there are other swords that only Bigi and his great-grandfather have learned."

"So it's just a sword without a sword."

He smiles coldly next to you.

"You look like you're trying to get your eyes on it somehow. Are you trying to collide a lawless sword with us?"

"......"

"A hundred. That's enough. Let's get rid of these guys."

"I see."

I realized the time had come and approached the Namgongmyung. The Namguk Nam said bitterly, "Are you prepared for this?"

"Cowards! You didn't keep your promise when you said you'd let me live."

"We're not gonna kill you. You and Nam Gong-hwan will be thrown to the victims and their families as we speak."

"Heheheh… isn't that it?"

The empty-handed palace name shed tears.

"Yes. Me and my son are the ones to kill. But I don't think it's right for wildlings like you to be judged and die! How dare you face the will of heaven!"

"......"

In fact, it was a pity that Namgongmyung was struck by lightning in the dry sky and was devastated in one day. Besides, he was a famous superstar who built his reputation in Moorish for being called the Sword King. However, I was so angry that I couldn't save him. When I hesitated, Jinzo told me.

"Hundreds. Let's kill them neatly."

"What do you mean? The plan was to kill them miserably..."

"Let's just skip this one. The result is the same anyway."

That's what Jinseo said.

"That Namgongmong has a ball that spits out vital information, so he deserves to die comfortably. But in your past life," Nam-goong Nam "wouldn't stand a chance. He can die comfortably only once."

"Well..."

I understood what Jinzo meant. The Southern Palace may not know how many times it will be destroyed because I will continue to destroy and devastate the Southern Palace. I will probably perish as much as I did in my previous life. In the meantime, since there's nothing to find out from the Southern Imperial Palace and it's useless, they don't deserve my forgiveness. So, for once, it was a sincere request to let me die comfortably.

But I couldn't make sense of it and said,

"... that's my point, petition."

"......"

"I'm the one who has a past life. No matter how much I've been told and experienced indirectly, you are not the same person as the previous Evidence Office. You only have one life."

I sighed.

"If you're the one who's most angry at the Southern Palace right now, can I just throw this away? Are you sure you can take it?"

"Of course."

Jinso said with a quiet look.

"Namgongmyung was kind to me when I visited Namgongsaga a long time ago. I will repay that debt."

"If you think so... yes."

I looked forward to seeing hopelessness. The net shrugs.

"No argument. Suit yourself."

"I understand."

Spatula

A short while later, the neck of the paladin was cut off, and my sword fell soft. There would have been no pain because I cut it as neatly as I could.

While struggling with pain, his eyes opened as he sat on the chair and watched the scene of his neck falling. And he cried out.

"Father!!! Aaaahhh!!"

Even though I had committed a sin to die, killing my parents in front of my eyes was a bit disturbing. But I slowly said, thinking about the evil deeds of the rich.

"Don't be angry. Soon you will envy your father."

"Ahhhh!! I'll kill you! Die..."

"Shut up."

I grabbed the hair and knocked it out by suppressing the blood in the biceps. I explained to her that I was heading to the nonviolence that was protecting the victims' women. Then the shepherd happily said.

"Leave it. I'll recruit men who will tear the Southern Palace limb from limb."

"Thank you."

"Sounds like fun."

After finishing off the Southern Hemisphere, I returned to the Rumbling Song. Finally, I stretched my back to the south palace, feeling that the work was done.

"Now we just have to go look for a no-quench sword?"

"No."

"Huh?"

The network shakes its head.

"Do it in your next life. It's too dangerous now."

"Hm. I suppose..."

"Though he cut off his kite with the Southern Palace and ignored the crisis of the Apocalypse, he can't rest in peace when he hears the rumors about the Apocalypse. Perhaps we will strike a thrombus with the most ferocious sword of all time."

"......"

Absolutely. I liked the idea of the Southern Hemisphere because they were weak, but a sword without a sword might be stronger than all the Southern Hemisphere combined. It is very burdensome to deal with such a person. Following the hopelessness, I also said a few words.

"I think a zero-blade sword will reach the next period of the Feast of Declaration. I don't want to face him until I'm stronger."

"Next period?"

"I think the reason he's hiding under the Southern Hemisphere's secret is because he's tied to the secret and worried about forgetting the root of nothing. From what I can tell, he's the best damn middleweight in the world."

I don't think I should go if I warn Jinzo like this.

'An accomplice in a musical instrument.'

Let's just keep that in mind.

Soon, Manhattan said.

"Let's cut to the chase about the Southern Palace. Now there's one thing we need to do."

"The Bavarian Church."

"Exactly."

Manehawk nods.

"It's time to go to the Baekjeon Church."