Reincarnated Swordmaster

He slowly walked out behind me and stood in front of the three of us. The movement seemed slow and careless, but I couldn't find a single crack in Musashi, boasting that my skills were low and that I had reached considerable heights in the water. He glanced at me and said.

"I am the Dead East Twelve Lion, Miyamoto Musashi. I have come to politely invite you to the twelfth rate."

"Respectfully?"

Jegalsa, who was sitting next to me, said as if laughing at me.

"Are you respectful of your life and seeing things these days? Khh."

I knew why Jegalsa provoked the Musketeers. If we did this, we would definitely suffer heavy damage, so we wanted to shake him up and make a gap in his mind. However, he said as if he didn't mind.

"If you wanted to kill or fight, you wouldn't be sitting here."

"......"

It was so obvious that I couldn't argue or argue with it. The mythic poem is speculating on purpose. If he had sprayed us with an absolute sword that couldn't escape the Sovereign Church without hiding it, he would have killed it.

Kugugu District

Still, the position of the Musketeer came forward from behind my back, but I was still unable to draw my sword. It was because I felt that the Dagger of Blame had surpassed that of man. I wondered if it would give me time to force myself into a fight.

While I was grinding my teeth, he calmly said.

"Why does the Twelve Commandments call us?"

"It's..."

He tried to say something and stopped. And we were all so nervous that we looked at him with a serious look on our faces. The awkward silence was awkward for a while, but he said.

"... do any of you speak East English?"

"......"

Wheezing

I almost collapsed because I was out of my mind.

"Was the middle horse twisted in my head? '

It seemed that he could not be that fluent in the middle language. I tried to raise my hand, even though I was confused, but the scourge quickly raised my hand instead of me. Then he said in East English.

"I speak English well. Say that again in English."

"Sure."

Musashi coughed and said in East English.

"I witnessed the boy among you use the power of the dragon to defeat the evil sorcerer myself in the Fallen Lamb. And I reported you to the Twelve Gospels in pursuit of you, and the Twelve Gospels asked me to bring you in if I really wanted to see you."

He looks at him with suspicious eyes.

"We couldn't have easily tracked it down. How did you find out about this anthem?"

The scourge was right. We used boiling lights to teleport the falling sheep, which could never be traced back to Seirim. Even those who are called geniuses of tracking can't keep track of teleportation in any way because they catch up with a high degree of reasoning.

Suddenly, he responded indifferently.

"I found out the name and face of Hundred among you, Manggang Jegal-hyun. We also investigated the people who were assisted by Manggal County to find out what they looked like, and we investigated their friendship and militantship. Then I realized that there were two forces run by the Zegals, and I came to investigate the anthem as soon as I found out that the anthem was empty."

Hearing that, I lost my momentum.

"Ha! I see..."

It seemed that the Mushi did not find us by any special power or absolute circumstance. I was just speculating and searching for skepticism. It also suggested one thing.

There's an intelligence agency behind him!

Otherwise, I can't reach the chorus so quickly with my own strength. Even though we know that Manganese are the Jegals, we still need vast amounts of information to doubt the Rumbling Song or the Chords. And it's probably a twelve percent cancer organization.

He calmly said.

"So why invite us to the twelve?"

"It's simple. The twelve syllables want to see your power."

"What do you mean?"

"You want to know if the power of the dragon that brought down the Darkness of the Imperial Palace is real."

I didn't need to know more details. I rolled into my mind.

'You mean to reach out to us.'

It meant a great deal that the martyr came to preach an invitation to the twelve verses on purpose, knowing where we live. The martyrdom was a privilege that the Twelve Commandments had cherished and cherished even in the imperial palace, so he did not need to come into contact with us by deliberately revealing his identity. The power of the Bladed Eye was hidden and close to the spleen's hand, which I could show you at the last moment.

If they had only invited us to the twelve rate, they could have sent us the twelve rate load, but they did it on purpose for one reason.

Power struggle!

You show that there is an absolute superhero, Miyamoto Musashi, under your command, and you are close to threatening something that we could wipe out if we do not listen. It meant that twelve shareholders were not only interested in us, but also seriously trying to exert pressure and exploit us.

It's troublesome.

I can't believe there's a twelve percent of pressure coming from the point where I'm trying to get my strength up and hold on to my period!

It was frustrating because there appeared to be a creature that was alive and well.

Zegalsa, who was listening to the story, said in East English.

"Another one just showed up. Is he one of yours?"

Then Musashi replied with open eyes.

"Yes."

"Tell him to show himself."

When Musashi motioned silently, In-young showed up about three pages away from him. The man who was walking this way looked at us with cold eyes and introduced himself.

"I am the Three Winds of Manchuan Gate."

Triple Rice White!

One of the 12 best magicians!

Obviously, I've seen that storm before in my life. The twelve shareholders and the Hungarian churchmen clearly showed themselves at the meeting. In addition, I often saw that ruby when the three of us shined on our faces.

Wind White was a skinny guy with a clean appearance and neat Shrine clothes. Although he did not look so strong on the outside, he is also a powerful magician compared to the dreaming Cheonwoojin. I was able to intuit the moment I saw the storm.

"Even the Soviet Church cannot guarantee a battle against those two! '

In order to win a frontal battle here, the Fire Dragon Warrior's help is essential!

However, Huanglongjin is recovering from his dormant state and has not responded at all to my call. However, it is clear that they will not help you because you are not the right person to call her. If we use destruction all over the Seal on a firecracker, we might be able to be as cute as we want to be, but what's the point of hanging out with them?

Windmill dragged his tongue while looking at the Mushi and said.

"I'll tell you again what I need to know. I want you to follow our twelve commandments, as the lieutenant said."

"What if I refuse?"

"There's nothing I can do. I can just back you up."

That was an unexpected answer.

Windmill shrugs.

"As I said, our great army wishes to have a good relationship with you. I don't want to fight too soon."

Jegalsa made fun of me.

"Then we won't have to go? That's very kind of you. Get lost!"

"Hahahaha..."

My eyes narrowed with a clear smile.

"Next time, He will come to you with both our three and twelve verses. I can't be sure I'm gonna tell you the same good thing I told you then."

"......"

You're bluffing!

The seagull sent me a message.

[Hung. I'll leave the situation to you to decide.]

Neither Jegalsa nor Mantis seemed to have any sense of what was right to do now. Of course, it would be best to just throw them out, but if I turned out to be an enemy at twelve times, it would be worth a lot more than profits. Moreover, the twelve verses must follow Miyamoto Musashi and Samsa wherever they are.

I thought about it and stood up and said,

"I'd like to meet the Twelve Gospels alone."

Windmill caught my eye.

"Are you the Dragon incarnation you've only heard of?"

"Yes."

"Fine. I don't care if you follow me, the rest of you stay here." "

I glanced at the scourge. The scourge nodded as if he understood my gaze.

Sundanese!

The Sundanese phrase was a bopae that could communicate two-way no matter how far away it was. Since I used to have a ringworm with me one by one, even at twelve, I can communicate my situation from a distance.

In fact, if you want to be safe, it would be right to visit Mangroves or Jegalsa at twelve percent instead of me, but their goal was to do so. They must have come here to talk to the dragon incarnate who turned the fall sheep upside down. I was right to say I'd follow you rather than swirl.

"But how do you intend to move? It's a thousand miles from here to the east twelve."

"That's why I followed the myth."

Wind white waved his hand.

Quouoo -

Suddenly, a massive windward passageway shines orange in the void of nothing. Poongbaek stood in front of the passageway and said,

"This passageway allows you to move the thousand leagues at once. If you use it only a few times, you will arrive at Shin."

"I understand."

I took a big step. I felt the reticence and Zegalsa's worrying gaze behind me, but I straightened my gaze.

'Yes, you should have decided once and for all.'

It's just that time has come a little early. Perhaps I will die at the hands of the twelve, but I felt that finding him now was not the way to die. An unknown intuition was telling us that this choice was not Saro.

Pa 'at

After a short while, I followed the winds of Miyamoto Musashi and the storm. And as the storm had once again created a passageway and moved, I could see the familiar sight of the new poem in two or three times, as he had said.

As we entered Xinxia, we saw a giant tree piercing the sky beyond Xinxia. As I watched the tree slip away, Abundance explained.

"It's called a shrine."

I know. The twelve shareholders used to say:

But I felt another suspicion when I saw the undertaking.

Do you...? '

Isn't that Thursday, which is one of the seven seventh verses?

There was a doubt that the power of thirst had brought such a huge tree to life. If what I think is true, it is likely that Shin & '92; s number is the source of the twelve powers. I turned my back and went to the Twelve Commandments.

The Twelve Provinces were waiting for me in their old place. It was a wider structure inside than the outside, and twelve weeks were sitting with the rest of the three sailors, Usa, waiting for me.

The Twelve Commandments also waved to me with their whole body puppies.

"Nice to meet you! Dragon Incarnate."

I glanced at him and surrounded him.

"Greetings, twelve million shares."

"Hahaha. That's the boy you heard about. Interesting."

"......"

"Hundred. You must be hungry from afar. Let's eat."

As twelve million shares flicked their fingers, a lavish supper appeared. The Twelve Commandments naturally went to the end of the table and sat down, and Samsa placed it behind him. And I sat down in a play opposite him and started eating.

I stared at Miyamoto Musashi, who swooped out.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He wants to kill me."

Huh?!

When I looked at the Twelve Gospels in amazement, the Twelve Gospels were a horse, picking up a chunk of well-fried meat with chopsticks.

"He came to the peninsula a long time ago and challenged me to the Oriental Twelve and lost. And I hired him with the authority of the victor as lieutenant of twelve. On the condition that you could challenge me anytime, anywhere."

Twelve million shares put the meat inside the mount.

"That's why the Mushi don't want to be with me, because he can't keep up with me when he's on the escort."

"Huh..."

I said it out of control.

"Juju. Aren't you afraid of being safe? He's the Master of the Underworld."

"Hehe! So am I."

Twelve shares laughed and rebuked me.

"Wouldn't it be better if you middlemen thanked me? The Musashi originally tried to enter the Middle East through the peninsula and find the best master, so if I hadn't hired the Musashi on the way there would have been a bloodbath in your Muslim world."

"......"

Now I understand. Musashi had originally forced Kojiro to form and delivered his feasts and set up fake mushrooms in Dongwon, heading to Jungwon. And all of a sudden, it was strange to think that the twelve figures had defeated him and taken him as a prisoner.

Dallac

The meal time continued for a while. The dinner was delicious and the best dishes together were made. He said as if he was surprised that he saw me eating delicious food.

"You're eating well."

"Because it's delicious."

"Is there any doubt that it might be poisoned?"

"The top twelve couldn't have done such a grueling thing."

I was bold. I was not really worried because I had already achieved the Great Depression, but the Twelve Commandments Lord laughed as if he liked the answer.

"Hahaha! Funny guy."

"Why don't you start talking now? I don't know what you're calling me for."

"Ah, yes."

The twelve shares seemed to be giggling. And he said,

"Can we just talk about this? I know you own Tuesday, so I need you to help me subdue together."