Reincarnated Swordmaster

It was then.

Wheezing

I felt a twist in my head, and I felt something [something else] sitting on the side of my head. It felt disgusting as if a small tumor was crouching in the shadow of a cerebrospinal cord. That's why I stumbled for a moment, and my gaze came to me.

What... what is it? '

The feeling continued for a while and made my head flutter. As the butterfly staggers because of the strange rumbling that seems to be rushing through the brain, the dragonfly asks.

"What's the matter?"

But I couldn't answer. It was because a sneaky voice came into my head.

[Damn... I can't believe I'm in this position.]

The humble voice of Joya was something I was familiar with. When I woke up surprised, my voice continued.

[Idiot! Of course I do. What the hell are you hiding Chilyo for?]

My voice sharply grazed my brain, without a crack at what I had to say.

[Shut up and tell the Twelve Commandments the existence of Chilyo! If you're wrong, I'm not fine either, so just do as I say.]

How can I trust you?]

I took a bite out of it.

[Jegalsa, how can I trust you?]

I did.

It was the soul and the voice of the Jegalsa itself - the mass of the soul speaking in my head now. That's why I knew the nature of Zegalsa, who used to be crazy and wicked, so I couldn't follow his advice. Why is he in my head? I didn't know what he would look like after following his nonsense.

Then Jegalsa said as if she was frustrated.

[You gut-fried bastard! You think he's better off with 19 deaths on his head? That's disgusting!]

[Wh...]

How could he do that?!

When I was surprised, Jegalsa was angry with herself and cried out.

[You said you had to get the Heaven Squad!! Are you going to be obsessed with demand for a service ceremony on your own? If you're going to die and come back to life again, focus on the Legion of Lords! Be greedy and don't let it all go foolishly, take advantage of the Christian faith!]

I know everything!

[Er... how did you...]

[No time! I'll explain it to you in a minute, so just do as I say, you fucking prick!]

[If the Vailian monk kills me...]

[You can die. What do you want?! You scared the shit out of me!]

A strong swearing accent came out, but I woke up. It was because Jegalsa's words cleared my head of confusion. If it weren't for him, I would have kept shaking and missed my chance.

I coughed and said:

"I have a message for the Twelve Commandments!"

Then he tilted his head.

"He's a strange one. Why are you holding someone else's soul with you? I don't think it's elongation..."

I felt hot. It seemed to me that the Twelve Commandments contained the soul of Zegalsa in my mind. However, I didn't really have to answer the question, but I only said what I needed to say first.

"You can bring Chilyo back right now. Would you be willing to accept this requirement?"

"......"

The Twelve Commandments silently looked at me. Of course, the dragon rain and heavy work were also staring at me in astonishment. Twelve weeks after the heavy silence seemed to burst, the Lord said.

"I keep my word. If you bring me Chilyo, I'll think of a non-silence treaty, a positive one."

"Have you thought about it? You have to agree to this."

"Oh, did I? Then do it."

I split my teeth when I saw the Twelve Gospels trying to move on. That's why even the person in front of him is an aging raccoon. I politely gave up on him and told him.

"Then wait for half a second. I'll bring it in."

"I'll wait for you. But if you're trying to trick me, I won't let you."

"Of course."

As soon as I finished, I called for a receipt. Then the Buddha appeared before my eyes, and even before the gaze of the left was gone, I conveyed my will to the Buddha.

[The Christian headquarters, please go to the Bishop's War.]

[Copy.]

Pa!

As soon as I climbed on the sand Buddha's back, I arrived before the Vatican Church. Then I felt the spirit of the great masters around me, and each one of them was a very great master of the Senate. I felt that they were about to attack and rushed to the grim reaper.

A white owl who has been declared a cerebral guardian magician! I have an urgent matter to attend to.]

Saaaak

Then a chief senator appeared before me without a sound.

"100k. The bishop is not someone you can see anytime you want to."

"It's urgent. Can you tell the Bishop that you want to know?"

"What are you going to do with your rude trespassing without taking formal steps?"

"Please..."

Looking at each other desperately, the Senate Masters looked at each other and one of them disappeared into rapid succession. After a while, he came back and said,

"Follow me."

I followed the elders of the Senate to the throne room of the Church. Later, the bishop said as if he was curious when he entered the bishop's throne room.

[A hundred. Didn't you go to the castle? You've traveled thousands of leagues already?]

I calmed down, clearing my breath.

"I have a receipt Buddha, so I can travel fast through heaven and earth."

[Oh, right... so the rest of you are still in the castle?]

"That's right."

[Good. Tell me what happened back there.]

I swallowed a saliva and said:

"Your Highness, the Twelve Provinces are demanding seven days in exchange for the non-silent treaty, and they are ignoring any other charges. That's why I came to get the seven yokels the Pope had."

[I have Chilyo...?]

A moment later, the bishop said as if he had realized.

[I see. You earned Chilyo. And among your things, Chilyo.]

"Yes, the ancient sword the pope holds is the last day of the week of the week, and the twelve is what he wants."

[This is it.]

Whew!

The bishop shook the air to see if he had won the sword and the last night of demand was floating. I nodded.

"Yes, that's the last night of demand."

The bishop, who was watching the last night of demand for a while, said:

[Twelve Yields... What an arrogant bastard. We may or may not have a legendary seven, but putting up with the impossible is a test of my competence...]

"......"

[But I can't help it. It's still premature to hit twelve. We have to cooperate.]

The bishop who said that stood up behind my feet. And then he told me.

[100k. Why didn't you tell me who demand last night was?]

I'm coming.

If I answer wrong here, I'll be torn to shreds in no time. I chose to speak slowly, nervous in my heart, and then I replied.

"I mentioned the coincidentally acquired ancient sword, because I couldn't trust the parishioner yet."

[sighs]

"The Pope took all my treasures, but he didn't say anything about what to use them for. In that situation, I felt reckless to tell you that there was a demand during the week. That's why I wanted to tell you after I learned a little bit about the idea of the Church."

[......]

The bishop thought deeply. But I couldn't be relieved that he didn't show immediate homicide. Because the bishop can shoot me with a simple flick of a finger without changing my mind.

A moment later, the bishop muttered.

[I can't believe it. If the twelve shares had not proposed the seventh verse, you would never have told me about it. Because you always have an idea of getting your treasure back from me.]

"That's..."

[But nonetheless, informing me of the existence of Chiljo... means that you have a strong desire for the Legion of Lords.]

I felt stabbed. When I couldn't say anything, the bishop seemed to laugh.

[Hehe... In other words, you proposed to me to exchange the Seven Yos for the Legion of Lords.]

"Are you trying to kill me?"

[No. You can't kill a guy as funny as you are. I like the guts.]

Swook

The monk walks out from behind his feet wearing a mask. The Vailian monk in a headscarf was horrified because his emotions were like ghosts and he could not read them.

[I won't blame you for hiding the existence of demand from me. Now we need to talk directly to the twelve.]

He may have burst here for hiding a secret. It is not impossible, given the Christian nature. I barely answered as I felt the cold sweat flowing from my spine.

"Shall I call the Four Musketeers?"

[Now.]

It is true that the Christian Church wants to go there by themselves, feeling that it is not possible for them to speak in the dragon's kingdom of heaven.

Pa!

I rode to the conference with the Sovereign Bishop on the receipt Buddha statue.

After me and the Sovereign Church appeared at the meeting, a different atmosphere had formed so far. All eyes in the intestine turned this way.

Goooooooo...

Up until now, the twelve and three denominators were dominantly pressing against the plural, but the existence of the Hungarian felt equal pressures colliding in the center. Precisely the twelve times, the power of the Baptist, was driving out all the other impurities in the Middle Ages.

The absurd shape-shifter vortex!

The three of them were surprised to see the Sovereign Church, one by one.

"The Soviet monk..."

"So I've heard."

The Twelve Commandments were also looking to see if they had guessed the identity of the Baptist. No - from the moment the bishop arrived in the intestine, the bishop and the twelve bishops were staring at each other. It implied how the absolute people of today would fight.

I feel like a giant mandala crashing.

Even I could feel the pressure squirming because it was uncomfortable.

Later, the Sovereign Church first said with a hexadecirca.

[Twelve Yields. I've never seen one before.]

At this point, twelve shareholders laughed and rebuked.

"Bishop, I've heard so much. It's true that you've decoded the secrets of the old existence."

[......]

The Sovereign Church was somewhat uncomfortable with the words. It could have been due to a puncture, or twelve voluntary skills were higher than he thought. What was certain was that they recognized each other as almost equal, whether it was the Sovereign Church or the twelve lords.

Before the Sovereign Church could say anything, the twelve shareholders looked at me and said,

"Carrying the Progenitor's Receipt around freely... It's impossible unless it's high-end fresh. What are you?"

"It's just an accident."

"I see."

Somehow, the Twelve Commandments seemed curious to me. I also turned my head because I was uncomfortable, and the Vailian bishop pulled demand last night out of his arms. Then he stepped forward and said,

[Juju. This must be the last night you spoke of.]

Twelve shares stood out to me.

"Really?"

[It's easy to hand it over, but I don't know how to tell if you're real.]

The monk was a figure of twelve statues of silver. He smiled and said, as if he had read the cardinal seal.

"I promise in the name of the twelve Gospels and the Legion. I will accept the truth, and I will not lie to you."

[Good.]

Peeing

At a rapid rate, the last night was sent to the twelve shareholders from the parish. It was extremely fast, but the twelve weeks were fine, and he took the last night of demand and looked around for a while. He glances at it thoroughly for roughly a day and spills out elasticity.

"Of course, it's still sealed, but it's chilly. The energy of Chang Heel... is genuine."

[As promised...]

"I have one more question."

The twelve eyes became sharp.

"Do you know how to unseal it?"

Fuuo

Suddenly, I feel like the whole body is in Ogred. I felt cold and goosebumps all over my body. It meant that the power of the twelve commandments that came out of the cancer overwhelmed me. I was longsighted, but I was also confident that twelve times would reach absolute heights beyond the typical supernous. Otherwise, I would not have been a frog in front of a snake with a lower rank of internal medicine.

I was the only one who felt the pressure. Then the Vailian monk shakes his hand lightly, and the strange station is loosened. The Sovereign Bishop said with a slightly alarming burst of energy.

[Why should I tell you that?]

"Of course. Isn't it doubtful that you have the ability to interpret the Book of Mado? It's dangerous to touch the seal of Chilyo so I have to ask."

[I can't say. That's not something to say.]

"Hmmm..."

The Sovereign Bishop and the Twelve Lords fought in silence for a while. I was under great pressure in that silence to realize my position.

So high!

Those two absolute bastards were no longer human. It was clear that I needed some crazy training and effort to catch up with them. The Vailian monk opened his mouth as he was trembling with his overwhelming power.

[Twelve Commandments. I handed over the last night of the seventh week, but I can't end this conversation here.]

"What do you want to say?"

[You know it's one of the most precious treasures in the world. If you're planning on taking it and beating it to a non-silence pact, you might want to eat it too early.]

The Soviet bishop sneaks up on me.

[For me, I want to be honored for the value of Chilyo.]

"......"

It was clear that the Vailian monk was not the one to go anywhere and be beaten. We know exactly what it means to pass demand during the week, so we realize that we are disadvantageous and require additional conditions. Then he folded his arms and said,

What if I said, "That's twice the ship?" "

[Let me tell you, I can do well.]

Kuku!

Suddenly, the shape of the mandala rises around the Liberian body. Looking at the figure, Samsa took out something like a treasure, and twelve syllables also held a fragment of the galaxy in her hand. It was natural for the Soviet Church to become combat ready and bring up the weight of the heavenly body near its final season.

[Heart ]. I can't blame myself for being ignored like this and being a Christian monk for a thousand years.]

Was it a misunderstanding that the gigantic microcosmos seemed to flash for a moment?

The Soviet Church seemed determined to make a verdict right now. Then he smiled bitterly and said,

"As I suspected, clumsiness doesn't work. I accept your offer."

What can you give me?]

The fighting atmosphere of the interior disappeared as the Soviet bishop calmed down. The Twelve Millennials contended, putting their galactic slices into their waist dancing.

"This should be enough."

The twelve shares grabbed hold of the great lunar calendar in midair and threw it to the monk. I knew it was a throwing, not an attack, so the Vailian monk took hold of the Passover without hesitation. As the Christian monk stared at the New Moon calendar, the twelve shares explained.

"The Commanded New Year (32043; 28937; ). You would know the value of that."

[......]

The bishop looked at the gospel for a long time and said,

[It's a tool.]]

"You look much better than Chilyo."

[I accept.]

The exchange went smoothly, but I felt a flutter in my mind.

The Commandment!

That's... that's...

Reminds me of my past. Seo's voice resounded in my head.

I tried to get the gospel. It is because we have obtained the secret that there is no public being hidden under the earth in the lunar calendar.]

[The current owner of the Commando calendar is the winner of the Former Cancer Officers' Tournament and is called the First Outsider.]

[Twelve shares] He has the Gospel of Commandment.]

And then I remembered the information that she had told me.

[The gospel was rumored to control the space-time continuum.]]

[It is said that when you unwrap the black cloth wrapped in the gospel, time and space move freely. Tooma probably thought it was a tombstone for Gijinibo, but not a few thought it was a tombstone. That's why they say he's a tax collector who can manipulate space-time.]

When I heard her story, I thought it was just a curious treasure. But now that I've encountered so many treasures and utensils during my adventure, I feel meaningful that the death penalty is a tool.

A tool that can control space-time!

If that were the Commandment Month, the exchange now would not be absurd. Instead of making a non-silent pact and giving demand, the exchange for the new New Testament is quite accurate. It is because the twelve shares have tremendous power if they are able to recover by participating in the Cancer Race directly.

'You want to get demand even if you give the Twelve Commandments.'

This changes the story. Beyond simply retrieving my treasure from the Pope, there was a need to discover the power of the new order through the Pope.

Afterwards, the process proceeded as if it were flowing. I took out the pilgrimage prepared by Yongbyeon and Yongbyol and wrote down the contents of the treaty with the Twelve Commandments and put a seal on it. Immediately after taking a copy from each other and keeping it in the form of a scroll, a completely non-silent covenant was established.

And before we went back, the twelve commandments looked at me with meaningful eyes and said to the Pope who was suddenly preparing to go back.

"Bishop. I'd like to have a word with the Hundred Hundred."

The bishop looked at the Twelve Gospels and said,

What are you up to?]

For a moment, their gaze met. I noticed that they were exchanging opinions in a high-pitched tone, not doing anything weird. I'm talking about something that I don't understand.

After a while, the bishop insisted.

[Just one day. Send it back after.]

"I will."

Huh?!

I shouted in a panic that I had been away from the bishop for twelve years and a day.

"Bishop, what are you talking about?"

[Stay a day as a friendly envoy. so as not to be rude to the Lord.]

"But that's..."

[The Great Sage of War. Are you disobeying the order of the Church?]

"......"

I felt like crying. Are you saying that you will stay a day because you know what you will do to that filthy twelve Gospellords? Perhaps his drinking had left him incapable of living or dying. But I couldn't help but nod.

"I understand."