Reincarnated Swordmaster

Pa 'at

When I arrived at the opening in the Buddha statue, I noticed a suitable street street. This was the place where the Pope promised to open at noon, and as soon as he spoke to the Buddha, he took him there. It was a distinct advantage from the boiling that I had to think about where I went every day. I headed to a place called Chang Pyeongqium at noon to meet my contact.

The palanquin was a martial arts stamp on the surface. But when I showed the doormen in the palanquin the new hand of a neophyseal, they said, looking at each other differently.

"I've been waiting."

"This way..."

As I followed him into the window plaza, there was a man sitting in his seat, sending about forty units. He stood up and gave me dominion.

"I am the head of the Chang Pyeongju Province. It is an honor to meet the encephalocele."

"You too?"

Upon hearing my question, the General Manager nodded his head.

"I belong to the Receiving Currency Outside Party. I will do my best to assist you in this task."

"So the bishop mentioned an accomplice..."

"Oh, that's not it. Someone else is waiting for you at your post."

"......?"

Changpyeongju Sangwoo was not as helpful as the bishop said. When I looked at him with my curious eyes, the merchant said:

"Our foreign party is undercover and fundraising, although it is undermanned. I'll tell you a little bit more about that."

"I understand."

"Eating before that is..."

I shook my head.

"No more food. I'd like to hear more about this mission first."

I don't want to eat other people's meals abroad for no reason. It was poisonous, but it wasn't bad to be careful.

"I understand."

Soon after, the merchant began to sit face to face on the table and talk about things. He drank water for a moment and said,

"Across the slave plot, we've got a situation involving windmills. There is also the activity of the golden stature. I know it's your job to find evidence of the conspiracy between the High Priestess and the Golden Throne, right?"

"The bishop didn't go into much detail."

"Well, excuse me. Either you can capture a specific trading site or you can capture an enemy alive. He's also in control, so you're free to go crazy if you need to."

"... you controlled the bureau?"

When I was surprised for a moment, my boss said nothing.

"Yes. All power below the opening station has the breath of reception. Don't worry, even if it's messy, you can cover it up."

"......"

I drooled on the effects of the hydrocephalus. Even opening shareholders are senior managers of wide openings. They are only one step lower than Seongju. Having all the below power figures in hand meant that at least hundreds of thousands of people ( ) could rule freely, and it was clear how easy it was to accumulate wealth.

The problem is that the opening isn't the only one under reception. It was not only the opening, but also the area of Congress that was affected by the reception. The power of neonates and spirits that touched the forest was also great, but the power of the receptacles that had succumbed to the one-to-one area was endless.

[Surprised about what? This should be enough for a reception. How are we supposed to face the Imperial Court without this?]

I barely regained my senses because Jegalsa gave me a pinglass. I coughed and said:

"Good. I heard the slave labor auction is tomorrow. What should I prepare?" "

"The wagons, servants, and tickets to the auction have all been arranged. And the auction starts at 10: 00 p.m., so it's going to be nocturnal."

"Yussi... it starts when it gets dark."

"Magistrate, how well do you know about the enslavement?"

"I don't know. The only trade in slavery..."

In fact, in my time as a ambassador, there were rumors of slavery, rumors of cancer, and I had never actually heard of it. In my previous life, I was busy with other things, so I couldn't afford to investigate the slave labor manual myself. When I rebuked him, his superiors cautiously said.

"The minimum number of slaves to be traded tomorrow will be 2,000 - the largest in the market in three years."

"Two thousand...?"

I said a little surprised.

"Trafficking in so many slaves? Is that possible? Even if security isn't good enough, if it's that obvious..."

"Yes, it's not normally possible. It's hard. It's hard. It's hard. However, the host has declared that it will not attract the attention of the Saints using a special method. That's why the slavers of the Middle East flocked to the opening."

The merchant sighs.

"I don't know how, but there are currently a lot of slavers out there, rich and powerful, trying to buy their own slaves. Everyone expects the quality of slavery."

I tilted my head.

"I don't understand. So let's say we somehow opened up a huge slavery field. So when you buy a slave from that slave farm, don't you look suspicious? I don't know how else to do it..."

"It was also organized by the host."

"......"

"The problem is that we've found buyer information in our inbox, but we haven't figured out how to use it. I'm guessing it's a technique, but I don't know."

I listened to my supervisor and pondered.

"I want you to find out how I did it while I was in the slave auction."

"Yes. If it were a trick, the caster wouldn't be much of a scholar. You must find out."

"I see. And what else do you have?"

"Well... I've heard rumors that great Muslim masters have been hired as escorts for slavery. It was not easy to navigate the dictionary."

I was curious about that.

"A great Buddhist master...? How much?"

"You can guess that by the help the Pope gave to the Magistrate. Beautiful information suggests that you think it's appropriate."

"Hmm."

A helper who will help me.

When I heard that, I remembered the three acousticians in the armor. Obviously, these three people are a lot of power. If we join forces with them, we will never be enemies. I suddenly remembered and asked.

"Wait. You didn't tell me who my aide was? Who is it?"

"Well, that's..."

He hesitated and said.

"You said you were going to reveal it tomorrow. I know it was the Lord's will... but I can't say it with my own mouth."

"Who the hell are you?"

"......"

When the merchant closed his mouth, I said bluntly.

"Hmph, got it. Just tell me how to make contact."

"I'm sorry."

Soon after I got all the information I needed from my supervisor, I told my supervisor.

"I'll be practicing in my room, so call me when you're done."

"I understand."

I thought about staying quiet in my room for a day. If you're going to gather information while wandering around awkwardly, you'll only get the attention. In the room, we needed to meditate on the three feasts and the law of divorce, so we decided to do nothing.

But as I went into the room, Jegalsa said,

[Idiot. Don't waste your time. Move.]

"What are you saying all of a sudden?"

[Learn how to divorce.]

Pavat!

"Oh…"

Later, I defeated the one who was passing by, as Zegalsa said. When the blood of the quarrel was overwhelmed and fainted, I put my hand on her forehead and pulled out the bag, which soon entered my body. Then, as Jegalsa taught me, the bag began to move.

Suzus

[Now, this is how vision is shared. Let him go.]

After uncovering the blood spatter and placing her in the right place, she appears to have awoken and awoken. You won't even know I knocked you out because you were overwhelmed so quickly. And I sat in the room twisting my diaphragm, and I began to share her perspective with Zegalsa.

I see it.

The landscape she sees is shining straight into my closed eyes. However, it was still uncomfortable because it was blurry like a mist without clarity. This is probably because my divorce was low.

[It's hard to do more than share your senses because your achievements are still low. Then, let's practice bleaching.]

[Whitening?]

[You took her bag. In that state she can be taken back as a mediator by a third party bag.]

[Is that possible...]

[Don't be silly. When are you gonna start practicing again? In the middle of an outright Christian church?]

I couldn't help but wait until she met someone else. And when Sivi met a bodyguard, he felt like talking to each other. I was watching the landscape without much thought, and then the escort smiled and shocked as he drew his arms around him.

Unh!

Is that a kiss?! It was too dirty to see. It was because I could see exactly how close I was to the man's shiny, oily skin.

'You two are dating. Ugh… but…'

I almost vomited for a moment, but I calmed down by what Zegalsa said.

[Good! The body contact is intense, making it easy to debride. Take care of your bowels.]

Ugh... It's not good for your mental health...

[Heheh. If your sense-sharing spreads to your senses, you'll faint at all. Don't bullshit me. Practice.]

[Tsk...]

I tried to take the Guardian's bag as well, depending on the nature of the bag. I could easily feel his bag being dragged away and flying towards me. It seemed that the more intense the physical contact, the easier it was to desalinate.

I was delighted to succeed in my first attempt. However, it turned out to be a harsh face for the sharing of the continued gaze.

Why are you undressing me, you crazy son of a bitch? '

Two men and women entered a room and started undressing each other! I didn't want to see the man's nakedness that much, but also the woman's gaze made me feel the evil gaze that only color was present.

Yuck!

I'm throwing up! The man's penis is so creepy that his hands tremble that Jegalsa winces.

[Oh, I think they're going to play.]

[How do you turn this thing off?]

[Why did you hang up? Nice view.]

I shouted in my head, my head tingling.

[Shut up and tell me how! I think I'm gonna be sick.]

[It's funny, why...]

Zegalsa grumbled and showed me how. When I unshared my vision, I had two bags of men assembled, and the Jegalsa explained.

[Here. You can use this bag to manipulate those two later. But you might want to consume the bag some other way.]

[Another way?]

[What is a bag? Souls are the essence of existence, but bags are the power. Power means consumables. So the more you collect, the better the value exchange will be.]

[......?]

Jegalsa said.

[I'll tell you the details tomorrow. I'll have to see him anyway, since he's in the slave labor.]

[Who is he?]

[Merchant in Back Hole! I need to see him.]

I reviewed the three feasts that had been handed over to the Bishop for the remaining half of my time, and the other half were highly proficient in divorce law. Time flew quickly because it was meditatively focused. After just one day, the boss came to call me.

"Magistrate, it's time to go."

I got up on my feet with all my clothes and money before the half-watch. My surface setting to participate in this auction is' the son of a rich tax collector 'and I decided to buy slavery by pretending to be stupid in this auction.

"Let's go."

Dagdaq Dagdaq

The merchant said as he was riding the wagon past the view with the merchant.

"Arrival is in the Jellyfish area. We have a cannon and we're in the middle of nowhere... but I don't think we're going to open up a market for 2,000 slaves."

"You can't go inside?"

"Yes. You only have one invitation..."

I took out the invitation that was in my hand. This invitation was strangely red and made of parchment as if it had been stained with blood. The invitation, which seemed to have black letters embedded in it, was very unusual.

Soon the wagon stopped. I get out of the wagon and notice that the wagon can no longer proceed because of the narrow canyon and narrow narrow corridor that runs from here. I greeted the merchant without a word and walked into the mountain of fortune tellers.

'A small mountain pass.'

Would he have walked about a hundred along the furnace? Suddenly, the invitation in my hand glowed, and there appeared before me a thin passageway in the air.

"This."

I looked around, but the popularity was fading. "Guests" were walking around, but Qi disappeared one by one. It was probably down this open passageway in front of my eyes.

This way, we have to walk into this passageway. When I calmly opened the hallway, Jegalsa said.

[You must be out of your mind to use your blood as a stopwatch. If you don't, you'll be food for all the horses.]