Reincarnated Swordmaster

I went to see Jegalsa on my own after handing her the seven eclipses. I set a specific plan in motion so that I could consult with the Jegalsa about my intuition.

"Oh, there you are."

Zegalsa was making something out of the toadskin I got from the anthem. I glanced at him, but he was not more miserable or cruel than I thought. It appeared to be the thinnest and smallest work possible by tearing and burning the leather, and there were a variety of iron tools in the workshop.

"What are you doing?"

"This hide will come in handy. You can add this to your defense gear and use it as an ingredient for advanced utensils to bounce off swords. I was having a great time working."

"I see..."

Hiccup!

As Zegalsa pressed down on the foothold, the blade dropped and six pieces of Toad Hide were cut at a time. Looks like he was making a machine or something and working fast.

"Excellent. I'll let you know when I have some useful jewelry or tools. So what's going on?"

"Actually, I have something in mind."

I told Jegalsa that after consulting with the Black Horse, Cheonwoojin, I decided to examine the 'original history'. I was nervous that Zegalsa would be fooled soon, but she was surprisingly touching her chin and rethinking her thoughts. And then he said,

"Y-yeah. I can see why the Zegalsa was leaning on you. The old man's intuition is surprisingly sharp..."

"Is that a good plan?"

"I'll put it that way. I thought the answer to the pass was a little different."

"What's that?"

Zegalsa shrugs and says.

"Simple. Sacrificing what's left of the treasure and reconciling it to the heavens and getting the Buddha's tribute to enter the temple of the fireplace."

"What? Buddhism is a one-way street and requires one day to reuse your enhancements..."

"You can just stand there one day without touching the fireplace at the abbey. And then as soon as you get the fireplace, you can use the Buddha statue to bounce back."

"......"

Well, that way...

Zegalsa laughs and says,

"My mouth was itchy, so I thought I'd tell you right away, but I quit. Because this method is flawed, and I just want to know what you think first."

"Well..."

I thought about it for a moment and replied.

"The possibility that the guardian public will react just by standing in the temple of the fireplace and not touching the fireplace?"

"Correct. Only the public may enter the abbey, and if they do not, they are likely to be summoned automatically. You haven't been a useless ex-boyfriend all this time."

"Then I'm really walking into limbs."

"Huh-huh."

When I saw Zegalsa's ominous smile, I realized.

'He was testing me.'

The telepathy may have truly believed in my eyes, but Jegalsa was different. After all, he admitted to being his master, but wanted to test his abilities. And by coming up with a different answer from what Jegalsa had in mind, I felt a little appreciated.

Jegalsa said.

"Hundred Hundred Hundred. What do you think would change if you knew the 'original history'?"

"Things will be different. Can't you see why I have to move, why I have to defeat, why I have to do what I have to do all at once?"

"Hmm... that's a little too positive."

"What?"

"It's true that you can see the future as a priority, but it's never universal. If White Priory had been able to observe a volatile future, Zhuge Gale Yu-rong would have conquered the entire world by now and ascended to the Divine Realm."

Jegalsa was absolutely right. As I glanced back at Zegalsa, he picked up a skin and threw it into the grinder and said,

"In a sense, that future power is the most useless power under heaven. Because the future you saw in that future is true, but no matter how little you try to change it... that future is already changing. It's a useless ability for those who want to change the future."

"I see."

"So I gave up and left the Imperial Court even though I had the chance to take the White Priory in the past. That ability was trashy to me because it was close to the ruins of Jegalmu who was trying to protect the Pathfinder."

Zegalsa, who was silent for a moment, folded her arms.

"Well, that's a meaningful gift for you... because your former life skills will make for a very good future."

Yes, it is.

Even if the future as a backorder is a variable future and is useless to me, it is not. Because my goal is not to change the future, but to find out what "original history" is. Since we continue to live different lives making variables in our previous lives, variability was not very important, and all we needed to know was what the future would look like if the future persisted without any changes.

I thought carefully and said:

"Zegalsa. What's this guy called Zegalbi?"

Then Jegalsa nervously replied.

"Why are you asking me that?"

"I know you hate him. I hate him, so I kill him without remorse every time. But I haven't really talked to him once, so I'm not sure what he is."

"Hmm..."

"For his own purposes, I know he's very cold, no matter what means, but is there anything unique about him?"

"... Why do you ask?"

"I don't understand. Maybe you should know better from now on."

"I see what you're saying. Well, he's a little unusual from a normal human point of view."

Zegalsa, who was pouting, said.

"He's overzealous and full of ambition to get to the top. You have a lot of knowledge about the Izoku, but you think you can control them all."

"Is that so?"

"My father, Jegalyu-ryong, is probably just one of the steps to becoming the best. It's not surprising that everyone here is from the same age. It's just so typical of a genius, it's just not funny and it's not funny... Khh."

Zegalsa gave a blatantly irritating tease that she didn't want to talk about any more. I've learned enough ingredients to talk to the seagull to shake my hand.

"Fine. Then we'll get the backorder from him."

"Don't bother going to the prophet, just call him here. This is my base, so it'll be easier."

"Yes."

I took the Anonymous Priest out of my collar. This way, the chamberlain, who was detecting the location of the Anonymous Priest, will come here in response.

After waiting for a while, the room opened, and the book of titles opened without a word.

"Die, you bastards!!"

Damn it!

Suddenly, tens of thousands of white amulets surrounded the space. However, the Zegalsa next to me raised her finger just before the Zegals triggered the attack on the bridegroom.

"Blow it up!"

Pudong

"Aargh..."

The caster fell to the ground, losing his strength and causing the jugular to drop like a fountain of blood in his mouth. He suffered a fatal wound that he could not live with. Zegalsa said as if she was annoying.

"100k. I'm very annoyed right now."

"Why?"

He looks at the seagull crouching like a bug with calm eyes and says,

"I've been picturing the pleasure of this moment ever since I stabbed the man in the scroll. But through obsidian, I've already seen that scene in your memory several times. So I'm not as happy as I thought."

"......"

"You don't seem to be having any fun at all."

The grumbling Jegalsa nods her head.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to live and listen, or are you going to kill?"

I thought about it for a moment and rushed in.

"I'll save you for now!"

I thought it would be easier to kill and listen to stories using the technique of the sacred nerve, but not this time. There seemed to be something that could only be done through a living seagull. I don't know if this is another ex-employee's intuition, but my gut was telling me that I should save the gall this time.

After decades of refining the mystery before the fire, I was qualified as a full congressman. I quickly stopped the bleeding by sealing the wound of the rigorous rib, while simultaneously pulling out the spasm and placing it on the wound.

Woong.

Then I saw the wound heal quickly like a full elixir. I've heard of the use of stoning from the Soviet Church, but it's also used for first aid as it is now. There was no need to transfuse separately if there was a seizure. I was originally injured enough to not be saved by my medicine, but I felt like I was getting a lot of help from my genitalia.

After a temporary procedure, I quickly moved back inside and practiced medicine to try my best to save her life.

Pavabat

The needle was quickly placed to stabilize the carotid artery and minimize bleeding. And when he was stable, he again examined the abdomen and intestines and sealed the tear. The series of courses were not so difficult as to follow the medicine I had learned.

It seems like it's been a while since I learned medicine, but when I started, I remember everything I learned before. I calmly saved the gall with the bedding and surgical tools. When I entered the surgery with the elixir, I felt like I was still breathing.

Once I had succeeded in saving the butcher's life, the butcher laughed.

"Puhahaha... You seem more wicked than me."

"What?"

"I've killed, I've saved, I've killed again... Are you kidding me? I like it."

"......"

I scratched my head because I had nothing to say. In the end, that is how it will be. However, this happened because he decided not to block the means, but had to deal with the future case quickly and move on to the next process.

Normal humans should take absolute rest in this state for at least a month or two, but we don't have time for that. I revived him faster, reviving him, and by the next day, he had regained consciousness.

When the woken seagull looked at me with a dazed look, I said.

"You are completely overwhelmed. If you want to fight, you'll get hurt."

The seagull is silent. As he said, I have now completely sealed off his inner aircraft and bound his limbs, and the seagull seals his magic in addition to it. The current section is no different from the average person.

The seaman calmly said.

"What do you want from me?"

"I need a detailed description of this bopae. How to use it, how to use it, everything."

I waved the white Priory in front of his eyes. The tetrarch was silent and replied.

"If you tell me that, will you let me go?"

I smiled.

"No. While you're at it, tell me why you joined the Imperial Court, and why the current Imperial Court's power and goals, who is the main executive, and what secrets the Imperial Court wants to hide... are all gifts. Then I'll let you live."

"Khh..."

He laughed low and stared at the Jegalsa who was standing next to me.

"Uncle. It was you. You tricked that rebellious master into catching me."

"Haha. Is that what it looks like?"

Zegalsa smiled and said.

"Do you think I'm going to do something so annoying? Really?"

"......"

"If you see Yin Yang Cheong-go planted, and you think so, turn in the name of Heongdong Ji-bo."

As the seagull worked, the seagull felt as if he had realized something.

Then he looked at me and said,

"Who are you? Who the hell are you to cooperate with the Zegalsa and do this to me?"

"That's not the way to say it yet. The only thing I know for sure is that if you don't cooperate with me gently, you're going to die right here."

"......!!"

"Choose. Cooperate with me or just die. This is a lot to take in."

I could have just killed my butcher and used the Celiac Nerve technique to extract information, but that would have been a terrible thing to do. That's why once you give yourself the opportunity to talk about information at your own will, you give it a chance. If you do not listen to this, you will have to use torture or a thousand nerves as a last resort.

Jegalsa laughed at what it meant, but I felt that I had to choose, knowing my own contradictions.

He made a somewhat frightening face, whether he felt the sincerity of my tone. Then he thought coldly again and said.

"Will you really let me live if I tell you everything?"

"Yes."

"... Okay."

Despite the betrayal, the butler decided that it was more important for him to survive.

Soon after, I began to hear from the centurion about how to use the backbone first. It was because I wanted to know about the other things because they were roughly known. I said it out of my mind while listening to the explanation.

"What? Possession in the foreseeable future?" "

"Yes."

The seagull nods with its limbs tied to the chains on the wall.

"The future of White Priority, unlike any other future ability, does not show the future as a glimpse into the brain. The backfiring itself reads a massive stream of the future, creates a virtual reality, and then experiments with its owner as a person in that virtual reality."

I pondered and said:

"Can you choose a possessed person?"

"Backorder chooses the person who is best suited for the future and creates it in virtual reality. to experience the future in the possession of that person."

"Hmm..."

"Of course, that person has a very high chance of being in real history."

He desperately explained in detail that he really wanted to live.

"What you have experienced and felt as that person has everything to do with the future you want to know. It's placed by the backdrop so that it flows naturally. So I don't have to go against the flow, I just have to watch."

"How long will it take?"

"Time is short on this side. But every man has his moments of deviation."

It was a very unusual bopae. I just thought the scene would pass through my head like a foresight, but I can't believe I'm going to experience it for myself! Of course, reality will not be affected because it is work in a virtual space, not in reality.

"Have you ever used my book?"

"Of course I have. But the moment I saw it and tried to change it, everything was different, so it was meaningless."

"Of course."

I next asked about the current imperial power and goals, and who was the main executive asking for the same confidential information.

"... Our goal is to help the Emperor achieve his immortal dominion." The main executives include me, the alchemist, the current alumni Admiral, and the General of the White Tiger Gold... They also call me Yeong-yeon General and other factors... "

"I guess so."

And I sighed because it was roughly the same as what I knew. I've spent the last 20 lifetimes learning all I can about the Imperial Palace.

"He regards the emperor as a puppet and does not say that he is a priest of God or a servant of an old ruler. '

I laughed as soon as I saw that the Gale didn't talk about the Beacon Ceremony or the Mage Templar, but I didn't ask. He was not a person who would confess out of desperation if he had known everything, so he purposely ignored it to induce a mistake.

Soon after I learned all about it, I looked at Jegalsa. He implicitly asked me if there was anything strange about it. Zegalsa grinned and raised her finger to slit her throat, and the man gripped her.

"Damn it!"

But I shook my head.

"My gall. Let my gall live."

"What are we going to do with him alive?"

"You promised."

"Got it."

It's not like killing a Blood Bandit boss. I had a hunch that I shouldn't kill him now. That's why Jegalsa fainted without saying anything. After a series of work, I take the backorder and head to the open area nearby. And I hit him hard.

"White priority! I want to be your master, White Tiger."

I've been gathering spiritual energy and chanting the prescribed spell for a while. And he shouted aloud.

"I want to see the future in fifty years if I haven't done anything to stop [Old Master] or to save people!"

Paaaaah...

The next moment, I realized that my consciousness had come to a whole new place.

There was no corpse of the Chamberlain or the corpse of the Chamberlain.

Perhaps it's the virtual reality of the future.

This is...

I was surprised when the familiar space opened up.

"Minister of Blue Dragon!"

I did.

This was the crown prince of the audience, the first one I started in my previous life.

And I looked at my voice, and I stuttered, and I saw the mirror in the room, and I found something shocking.

"Ugh..."

I groaned on a ridiculous possession.

"N-no way..."

I was used to shining in the mirror.

Jinzo-chong!

Although I was a little old in my current obedient youth, I definitely had a petition.