Reincarnated Swordmaster

Next, Zegalsa took out about 200 coffins of gold and piled them up. Ordinary humans might have a big mouth, but I didn't have much of an emotion because wealth meant nothing to me.

"This is the money for activities that will be needed in the future."

"Was that taken from the others, too?"

"There's a lot of money and fools in the world!"

As if it were nothing special, Jegalsa said.

"And I bought information from him about Chang Hill."

"Hmm!"

To call him a slaver is to speak of two tribes.

'With Chang Hill's information, we can move forward.'

I tried to listen and concentrate on what Zegalsa said, but she didn't say anything with luck. I stopped talking, so I asked Jegalsa.

"What's the matter?"

Jegalsa looked at Cheonwoojin, who was next to him, and said to me:

"I can't talk after this unless I know for sure."

"If it's clear..."

"That, that."

I think I know what Jegalsa's intentions are.

Obsidian!

It is necessary to share the secret of my past life by allowing me to see Obsidian and become a colleague by knowing what I have learned so far. Sharing the secret means that we have room to make Cheonwoojin our ally in the future.

But when I was interpreting the intent of the Jegalsa into my mind, the voice of the Jegalsa came to me.

[I recommend not sharing Obsidian. I know it's in your heart, but I want you to get me out of here.]

I was baffled by what I had missed.

[What? I thought I told you to use Obsidian liquor?]

[That's what he said on the outside because he has Hyung. But Cheonwoojin already knew quite a bit of the world's secrets and is weak enough to share a cause with the four of you. Especially not you. If we accept this, we'll be betrayed. No, it's possible to put a knife in his back without even thinking it's treason.]

[......]

[I'll leave it to you.]

It's a pretty complicated choice.

Zegalsa was conscious of the telepathy and suggested a ritual to make obsidian an ally out of it, but not in her heart. It is a great distraction to accept Cheonwoojin as a colleague. Of course, the bad feelings that Jegalsa had about Cheonwoojin seemed to be full of traitorous elements.

It's hard.

This was a matter of caution. Among Zegalsa's suggestions, there has never been anything wrong with regard to human trust. It is because he maintains a pessimistic and extremely critical view of human nature.

"......"

I thought about it and told Cheonwoojin.

"Cheonwoojin. I need you to leave for a moment."

"Phew... Do you want to talk about secrets?"

"No..."

"I'll let you out."

Cheonwoojin spills his cynicism and swoops out without hesitation. I tried to say something, but Jegalsa immediately put a sound barrier in the room where Cheonwoojin left off. I looked at Jegalsa, because it was so immediate, he said.

"He doesn't think we're partners, either. Don't feel guilty or make excuses for any of this."

"Well..."

He said bitterly as if he had noticed the situation.

"Uncle, Cheonwoojin is not like that. I think he'll help us."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

The seagull shakes his head.

"You may think so, but I don't. The sterile genius who's been living off his laurels has come to us only because he cares about your well-being. Choon Woo-jin will never betray us, but he and I can betray each other at any time."

"But."

"Don't you know what it means to be handed over the White Obsidian?"

"I know."

"You're no better than an apostle of God. The secret of the world, the secret of Chilyo, and the knowledge of the art of geodesic telepathy, pacification, hundreds of years of unpublished experience, advanced engineering and aesthetics. The capacity of Obsidian doesn't tell us everything, but you know that's enormous."

"......"

"I don't know what kind of outburst Cheonwoojin will take over from that memory. Unless you have a special relationship with the Hundred Hundred Hundred, if it is normal, you will abuse that memory and try to seize control over the world."

As Jegalsa spoke so decisively, the telepathy seemed to have slipped her mind for a moment. However, he said with a strong will without turning.

"I believe in priests. You have to think that he's different in this life. Don't kick him out too soon. You can lose all your chances if you don't."

There was a reasonable explanation for the telepathy.

Delivering Obsidian means that the contents of the conversation that we preached to each other in harmony, like now. Of course, I can consciously remove it, but Cheonwoojin is more likely to notice such a glamour. If you lose your trust twice, you may lose your chance to make Cheonwoojin your ally forever.

"I hear so, what do you say, Hundred Hundred?"

The eyes of the two scribes turned towards me. I hesitated and told the Grimm.

"Excellent. It's not that I don't trust Cheonwoojin. I sent Cheonwoojin not to get rid of him, but because we also needed time to sort things out. You didn't have to agree until just now."

The Grim Reaper nods as if there was a reason.

"I see."

"And isn't it absolutely necessary for the three of us to discuss and accept him? If I had accepted him as my judge without this conversation, that would not have been possible either. Because we're partners."

In my words, telepathy made a happy face.

"To think of it... you've certainly become a different vessel than you once were."

Jegalsa clears her throat.

"Hmmm. So what are you going to do?"

"I can't trust Cheonwoojin like you said. First, I want to deactivate the sound barrier and bring him back in to see if he's legit. And after I judge him, I'll share the Obsidian."

Jegalsa said with a grumpy face.

"Isn't it too dangerous? If a high magician like Cheonwoojin betrays you, you may never get your old life back. He can put on a spell that seals him forever."

"Don't worry."

I answered Zegalsa decisively.

"I will replace his trust with his trust in promiscuity."

Mangweing asked me to trust Cheonwoojin completely. Then it is natural that trust in Chunwoojin should be held accountable.

I won't resent the betrayal this time.

It is because he will not resent betrayal.

That was a guarantee of trust.

Pa 'at

"Come here."

After Zegalsa deactivated the sound barrier, I summoned Cheonwoojin. And as the four of us gathered, I immediately brought the story to life.

"Chunwoojin. You know, I have a big secret. And now I want to share that secret with you."

Cheon Woo-jin was cynical to my words.

"What am I supposed to do? Who asked you to tell me?"

"Don't be like that. Because he said he wanted to believe you."

Twitch

Cheonwoojin reacted slightly when the telemetry was discussed. I led the story without missing the reaction.

"The reason I want to share a secret with you is because it is essential to protect our telepathy in the future. You have to share your secrets to keep your luck safe. You're here to protect your scouts anyway, right? I'm trying to make it easier for you to achieve your goals."

"Ha! What a big secret. I can't believe you're so solemn."

I laughed and unpacked.

"It's a big secret. You can't defeat Hassin even if you don't have a big secret."

"......"

"I want to hear your thoughts."

Cheonwoojin was a thoughtful figure. Then he looked at the telescopes with a calmed eye.

"Execution. Does the secret he's about to tell me have much to do with why he's acting for him?" "

The network nods.

"Of course. It's also the secret to the power of the Hundred."

"... I don't know what that means. You can kick me out if you don't believe me. I don't understand why you're being so grumpy."

When Cheonwoojin grumbled, Luang said.

"Priest. I believe in priests."

"......"

The silence continued for a while. Cheon Woo-jin broke the silence a long time later.

"I won't hesitate to let you in on a secret. Teach me something."

"I don't like that attitude."

"Excuse me?"

I glanced back at him.

"I need to be sure. Tell me you would never betray us or divulge this secret with your own mouth."

"What if you won't tell me?"

"Our relationship ends here. I'll give you the fireworks like I told you, so settle your debts and go back to town."

When I spoke in the grave, Cheonwoojin snorted.

"Hmph, you're coming out hard... Got it. I will not betray you without a leak. Are you done?"

"Take this Obsidian."

Swoop

Cheonwoojin accepted the Obsidian I threw. At that moment, I cast the Obsidian Technique without delay.

Wooooo

"......!!"

Cheonwoojin looks frightened as his memory flashes. For a while, he looked up at the distant sky while organizing an enormous amount of information. When my mind was straightened out, I looked at me and said, "This is ridiculous."

"I, me, the deceased?"

"That's what I just saw. I'm an ex-employee, and hopelessness and zegalsa are helping me like that."

"That's ridiculous. That's..."

Cheonwoojin shed a tear.

"... but then it makes sense that at that young age, you have amassed so much power and treasure that you don't understand."

Mangosteen said.

"Priest, what now?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Hung Hung has defeated one [Old Master] after about twenty deaths. Don't you want to know how far we can go if we help him?"

Then Cheon Woo-jin insisted.

"Like I said, my views haven't changed. I think it's more of a worthless endeavor, like that damn Madosa."

That fucking Madosa?

He glanced at Jegalsa, but her expression did not change. Cheonwoojin continued.

"Because she is among the [old rulers]. He's in Horsestone. I've told you before that he's got more personality than he does. There could be 100 times more powerful than Haeshin. That is the true terror and despair of this world."

"Then let's ask the priest. You must have seen the memories of the first time or the second time, right?"

"I did."

The telepathy shouts loudly.

"Who could have imagined that the Great Sage of Worms would somehow defeat Haeshin? Is there anything on the ground that will catch you by chance, even with great luck? Even those silly ships couldn't stand up to you."

In that question, Cheonwoojin seemed to have forgotten what to say.

"Well... that's..."

"The development possibilities of former people are not something that mortals like us dare to measure."

Talking like that, he approached Cheonwoojin and grabbed his hand.

"Priest! Please help me. Please."

"Execute."

"I've been helping centuries ago, but I'm slowly beginning to feel the power limit. They're getting stronger, but if you follow the Hundred Heroes, you won't have enough time or time to catch up with their power. I took this adventure because I thought I would be helpless and helplessly killed by the Hundred Hundreds at this rate."

"......!!"

"Now that you have defeated the eunuch, the balance of the world will be greatly distorted and another horse will rise on the front. It will continue to grow stronger beyond small amounts of cognition. The enemy of the Apostles may appear everywhere. If you don't help, maybe Baek Woong will die before he even finds Chang Heel."

Cheonwoojin stares blankly at his forehead.

"Now, give me a moment to think."

When the telescopes let go of Cheonwoojin's hand, he thought with a truly agonizing expression. And then he said,

"Do you really think you can stop Le Rue from coming to an end?"

"There is no self. I'd be lying if I told you."

I was a horse.

"I'll do what I can. Even if we cannot stop it, we will find a way to prevent the disaster as much as possible."

"... Hmm. There are additional conditions."

"What? What kind of..."

"I don't want to help for nothing. Hand over all knowledge of peaceful magic and spirits to me as Obsidian. I'll do my best to help you."

"But to do so..."

The capacity of alchemy also grows, requiring a giant obsidian that exceeds the height of any human being. The problem was that such a huge obsidian was rare, so it would be difficult for others to benefit from it if they used it on Cheonwoojin this time. In fact, it was saved for the rapid growth of mangroves, jellyfish, gumma, and Jinzo.

Suddenly, Cheonwoojin's annoying teas make a powerful face.

"If you need a giant Obsidian, don't you think you can find more? Damn, I can't believe I'm this stupid after a few words."

"Ugh."

"The death penalty is a real treat. I can't believe you've been working with this guy... You don't have cancer."

Choon Woo-jin muttered like that.

"I'll help you anyway."

"Thank you!"

I could see that Cheonwoojin had definitely come in as a colleague. Even though he was a ginga, Cheonwoojin made a lot of sense thanks to his enthusiasm. In other words, I was thankful for the existence of the Pleiades because I could never have recruited Cheonwoojin without promiscuity.

"Do you think getting a new fever is the best way to calculate the amount of mass?" '

I wondered if that was the case, but if the telemetry is calculated up to that point, he is a genius at dealing with human psychology. Of course, I had no choice but to speculate on it, because Mangling couldn't tell it with his own mouth.

When the situation was cleared up, Jegalsa suddenly brought out Chang Hill's information.

"The information I heard from that slaver Chang Hill was a bit unusual."

"Which one?"

"Chang Hill observes the world carefully and sends many incarnations to the surface for surveillance. That's all we got so far."

Zegalsa twists her chin and says,

"The problem is that the number of incarnations is eight."

"Eight people?!"

I was surprised and said.

"Can you usually make that many incarnations?!"

Incarnate!

The incarnation was the creation of an entity that was acting on its own behalf when powerful supernatural or extraterrestrial beings were reluctant to enlighten the world directly. The power of the incarnation was usually weaker than the body, but it was still a substitute for the will of the divine being, so humans could not oppose it. And even though they were divine, they knew it would take a lot of power to make incarnations.

The seagull smiled reluctantly.

"Common sense. Chang Heel is more likely to be special than we thought."

"Hmm."

"The problem is that these incarnations have not been active recently, but have been active for a long time, perhaps since the beginning of the history of neutralization."

The words of Jegalsa continued.

"I wanted to hear their names and identities, but I couldn't because the slaver was trying to cheat. He demanded an outrageous price, and I had no choice but to leave."

"That is... the harvest when you find out that Chang Hill has eight incarnations?"

"Of course, that's not all. If you want to know about his incarnation, he asked you to visit the celestial body ( 31482;) or the cerebral cortex (63817)."

The sky was a huge continent to the west, and cerebral necrosis was the temple of the Horsemen at the border of the heavens and the Middle Church. Brain death was also classified as a Muslim because the llamas of cerebral perineum were also known to have a high degree of atonement.

"Heaven... Brain... I don't know yet. If you're observing the Middle East, why is it related to the West?"

Chang Hill's intentions do not make sense.

At that time, the hopes that I was listening next to cleared up the situation.

"Let's move from one side to the other. The only way to find Chang Heel is to go through the Amphibious Incense Front and to the Moon, so we have to track down the incarnate somehow and listen to him."