Reincarnated Swordmaster

Pa 'at

As soon as I arrived at the prophet, I told the prophet.

"I'm here to make a deal."

[What? Did you already bring the Book of Recipients?]

"No. But it's worth it."

Swook

"Anonymous priest."

I gave the Anonymous Priest to the prophet. Then the prophet accepted the Anonymous Chapel with tentacles and looked at it for a long time, and when he finished his emotions, he was surprised.

[Authentic... How did you get it...?]

"You don't have to say that, do you? The important thing is that I have the right to pay the price for my anonymity."

[Hmm… well… let's make a value decision…]

As the prophet drew his tentacles to me, I shook my hand.

"You don't have to read my impressions and make the right price! Wouldn't it be easier for you to judge when I present?"

[Well... if it's any consolation...]

This is what Jegall is asking me to do. Jegalsa considers it too risky to leave the control of the deal to the prophet's conscience, and suggests that negotiation should be conducted through pre-presentation and psychological warfare. I said after taking a deep breath.

"As soon as you know where Chilyo is! An anonymous letter would be worth that much information, wouldn't it?"

[Chilyo's whereabouts... Tough spell...]

The prophet pondered for a moment and said,

[I know the whereabouts of Chilyo in total of six... I don't know the whereabouts of the other one... but I can't tell you this.]

"Why?"

[Because of a treaty of secrecy with the Celestial Realm... They shared as much of my secret as possible because I am the leader of the entire tribe, but I never want to let go of the Seal of Chilyo... So I can't divulge it because of the treaty.]

Then Jegalsa snorted in her heart.

[Just as I expected. Then leave like this.]

I soon said as Jegall asked me to.

"What are you talking about? In exchange for breaking the treaty, it includes an anonymous letter. Apparently, I think the value of an anonymous letter remains in the event of a treaty breakdown. This is the best book ever."

[......]

The prophet was silent for a moment. And he said,

[Breaking a promise... You're not a very good man...]

"It's about efficiency leaving good and evil. Isn't a treaty a mutual benefit? I will give you a greater advantage."

[Funny... Bold offer...]

The prophet trembled and said.

[Fine... I'll accept... I'll tell you where Chilyo is.]

All right!

I called for joy in my heart. Soon, the prophet said.

I know the whereabouts of all of Chilyo except Sunday... what shall I tell you first...?]

"Well, I'm not sure if I can hear you. I want you to take coordinates, I want you to give me visualizations, I want you to give me obsidian techniques."

[Good...]

Wooooo

The prophet summons Obsidian from the air to refresh his memory. Then he swung and threw it at me, and the next moment I was able to accept the information about the six yoke that the prophet had told me.

"......!!"

But I frowned. And protested.

"Wait! What is this? It's just a one-stop observation of the landscape! You want me to come up with a clue like this?"

Then the prophet said as if it were natural.

[I still can't completely break my promise to the heavens... I'll only limit your efforts to what you can find on your own... This isn't against causality, so don't judge me...]

"Ugh..."

I felt baffled. Now, all I came into my head through obsidian was a visual record of seeing the landscape around the ruins of the six yokels. There was no background or information about it. It was definitely intentional thinking that it could contain background knowledge and information in obsidian.

When I tried to guess, Jegalsa withdrew.

[Hey, stop it. Touching a cricket like that will only make things worse. A guy like that needs to be scratched off.]

[sighs]

The prophet said, as I put my hand in a knot.

[But that's not going to cost you much... so let me explain to you how to get to each place...]

"Tell me the truth. You just wanted to explain, right?"

I risked my life for annoyance, but the prophet ignored me.

[First, it's in the strength of the Strength of Strength Strength, , even in the eastern peninsula...]

"Hmm."

That's the right information. I had a lifetime of knowing that what the prophet was describing was the right information. In fact, the location of Monday is the location that the prophet explains. I focused and listened to the prophet, and his words continued.

[And Tuesday... it exists in the heart of the southernmost continent... inside the red giant rock of Jura, which leads east to Caltuca...]

"Kaltucazara? Yura?"

[Ask the locals, and you'll see...]

"I see."

I feel like I have a big clue about the fireplace. The prophet continued when I nodded my head.

[The location of the last evidence of treatment circulation... will be easy for you to locate...]

"Okay, what's next?"

[The place where Thursday is located is Mt. Jangbaeksan, the source of the twelve thousand man-man Gate.]

"......"

I was more focused.

'What I've known so far.'

The whereabouts of Friday and Saturday matter!

[Friday 26332; sealed at the very heart of the Holy Land of Palia with the Kohinese...]

"......?"

When I heard a very foreign name, I tilted my head. And then I rebelled.

"Palia... s? I don't think it's Middle Eastern. Is it western?"

[Yes... Those who have approached the most mysterious source in the west... The guild of alchemists and wizards holds gold... It is the home of Western wizards... It is the home of the mythical bloodlines...]

"......"

West!

I felt a sense of awkwardness as I learned that the whereabouts of Gold were heading west. Horses are west.I have to go farther than any other place I've ever been. It was at least a thousand miles long.

'Oh, I'll be quick if I use the Buddha statue.'

Nevertheless, it was awkward to have gold in the Wizards' stronghold. I asked just in case.

"So what's going to happen to the specific location?"

[Geographically... near the British Empire of the West...]

"What? You don't know the exact location?"

[Unlike the other Chilyos, I know that Friday was in the east of Bondi and moved west... All I know is the placement of the early Chilyos... The current information is only a conclusion based on the information collected since then...]

"Well... I guess you'll have to find out."

I felt bad when I realized I couldn't eat today. Then it was the only way to get close to the British Empire, gather information and find out how to get to the Holy Land of Palias and find the Seal of Gold.

The prophet said:

[Saturday]... This was accidentally gained by the founder of the attack and the empire arose... but the volcanic eruption erupted overnight and the empire was destroyed... and Saturday was recovered from the ambush and is now at the top of the cliff.]

"That's as far as I know. So where exactly is it in the Rock Census?"

[The last thing I know is that since it was sacrificed as a tribute to the Emperor of Zen Zen Zen, someone who made Zen Zen Zen Zen into a god... there's no way he won't covet Zen...]

"Seongcheon Wu!"

I was flawed and surprised. Why are you chasing the trail of Toyo and the astronauts are coming?

I know that the astronomer chose the way to ascend to the lower body of the rocky sky using the fellowship ceremony in the last year. But I was ignoring her work because it had nothing to do with me.

When I was surprised, the prophet said:

[You must be Eunkai's sleeper... Well... I think we should give up on this one...]

"You mean the one who controls the Imperial Palace from behind if you're a sleeper of Eunkai?"

[Yes... It's practically like being in [Old Master] 's hands... As if there's no way to get to Toyo...]

"......"

I put Chilyo's information into my head.

'Tuesday, Friday and Saturday seem to have moved on.'

Especially in the case of the fireworks, it felt like I was close enough to get it. I was organizing my thoughts and asked myself a question.

"Why is there no information on Sunday? I thought the Celestial Realm was working with you."

[I don't know... but in the heavenly realm, sunjoo seemed to be quite special... Maybe not in the terrestrial world...]

"Not on the ground...?"

The prophet who had been silent for a while said.

[All I know is that there is a close causal relationship between Ilyo and the Emperor... and that the power of Sundays is the strongest of all seven.]

"Emperor…!!"

[I don't know... If I collect the rest of the Fleshlumpeaters, I'll be able to find out where he is...?]

The prophet's prediction seemed plausible. If it was the sun's representative, it could have been the apex of Chilyo. And the peak was the emperor's involvement in the production.

'Let's look at Sunday's information in the next life when we do the math.'

Then Jegalsa smiled.

[Stupid. A secret not shared with the great races' leaders would be the greatest secret in heaven. There's no way you could have figured that out.]

[I guess...]

[That's why the Grid Scouts asked you to find out the secrets of the Celestial World first. If we don't find out the secrets of the heavenly world, it's impossible to collect all the seven sunrises in the world.]

I ordered it because Jegalsa said so.

[Hey, there's still a price to pay. The last thing you need to do is ask.]

I thought it would be plausible to hear what Zegalsa said. Then he took a deep breath and told the prophet.

"Prophets. I suppose there's still some cost left in my calculations."

[Minor...]

"Then counseling should be fine. Isn't that right?"

[What kind of therapy...]

"I lack innate martial arts and spiritual talent. Is there any way to get this up?"

[......]

The prophet shook his tentacle as if he had heard an unexpected question. The prophet who thought for a moment answered me.

[The blessing of elevating talent itself is very rare... and the methods are very limited...]

"Why? Is it so hard to build talent?"

[Let's define talent first...]

The prophet slowly moves to the side.

[Talent means... instinct... flexibility... creativity... innate ability... developability... all of that... but then... gaining talent... doesn't that mean... personality change?]

"Personality?"

[Yes... personality...]

The prophet shook his eyes and spoke.

[Personality doesn't change... Talent doesn't rise... because... it has to change the structure of the mind... and vice versa... and that's why talent enhancement techniques... are so complex and tricky... that it leaves a big aftermath for the subject...]

"I see..."

[So... the way you physically administer drugs directly into the brain... or cause chemistry... is so inexpensive that there are more side effects...]

I was able to understand the prophet's words. Talent is a general concept that acts on all aspects of the mind, so if you make a mistake, you can touch the delicate spirit world and make it sick or sick.

"Is there anything we can do?"

[Then I'll have to arrange a sacrifice and sign a drink...]

I shook my head.

"I don't like getting involved with [Old Master]. In a more normal way..."

[Hmmm... If you want to increase the talent of martial arts... you'd better consult with the right of approval...]

"Voting rights?"

[The master of the sword girl is Huanglongjin... but she was never a genius in her life...]

"Hmmm... The girl in the bin..."

[But I raised him as a man of the upper arms... I suppose there's a secret to his right to the bargain...]

"......"

Eight-line Voting Ticket!

Until now, I've never thought of an arm line other than Dongbin, but I felt like I had an unexpected clue. Soon, the prophet's new form began to disappear, thinking that the story was finished.

[Interesting deal with you... I look forward to our next deal.]