Reincarnation of the Sword Master

Boong! Boong!

The wooden stick swings and the air cracks. Pull your foot and hit it. There is a loud popping sound with a rough sound.

"Huh? What is it?"

The girl's voice rings at the entrance. Ignoring and continuing to wield the sword, a shameless voice faces him.

"…Asher. What are you doing?”

"He's wielding a sword. Lady."

Even though he was unconscious, the respect naturally popped out of his mouth. Is that child my employer? He glanced away.

A red-haired girl was looking at herself with a wooden sword in one hand with vague eyes. The girl I saw earlier.

"I know that because I saw it. What's wrong with you?"

"Well."

The opponent was silent as he spoke slowly and kept wielding his sword. A repulsive voice rang.

"...something's weird. Who are you?"

"This is Asher, miss."

"Don't be ridiculous. Asher I know is a person who doesn't wield a sword. Besides, he's not the kind of person who takes it easy on me."

The girl caught the sword with her eyes wide open. His posture was neat and tidy, perhaps because he was quite trained.

"Who are you? Who are you?”

Asher was embarrassed. a clear antagonism It was hard for him to understand. If you don't do anything, you'll really stab yourself, so you stopped the sword. He wiped off the sweat.

"I lost my memory."

"What?"

"It's been a while since I woke up this morning. Everything is a mess. Your name remains shallow, but I can't remember anything else. Lady Leica."

How will they react? Asher observed the girl leisurely.

As I came out into the open space and wielded a sword, I remembered the memories of Asher one by one whether the soul and body were starting to settle down. But that was it. The name and the name of the place. I couldn't think of anything more.

I've thought about lying, but judging from the way I did earlier, I think I had a deep relationship with the original owner of the body. If it was caught for nothing, it could be difficult to clean up.

So he tells the truth from the beginning. I don't know if the way you talk is okay. I tried to be as young as I could, but maybe because I was old, I was not good at English.

The girl stammered with embarrassed eyes.

"Gi, you lost your memory?"

"Yes, I thought, for some reason, wielding a sword would bring back my memory, but it didn't. It's still an empty space."

"…Last year, Lake Cancaid."

At the sudden remark, Asher looked at the girl quietly. She’s scowling.

"I think it's real, seeing that you're not responding."

"What's that?"

"There's something like that. Hmm."

Leica frowned. Asher was tilting her head, asking what she was talking about. At least Asher, who she knew, couldn't take it with a grain of salt.

"Then you forgot about the ferry incident.”

"What is that again?"

"I tried to burn the stable. What was the reason? Fireworks?"

Asher clicked his tongue. I don't know what Quangkaid is, but it was no joke that he tried to burn the stable. He muttered with a weary look.

"You didn't manage to get kicked out."

"My parents stopped me, lord. I'm a mother, to be exact. You're a little different from other employees. And the former... I didn't say anything."

"Is that so?"

Asher nodded. If that is true, the contemptuous eyes of the whole village were understandable.

an employee who has not complied with his employer's wishes Although it is said that the power of the aristocracy has decreased due to the disappearance of the status system, it was still beyond reason.

"Did you really lose your memory?"

"Is there any reason to tell a lie.

"I don't have it, but....”

Leica glared at him with a questionable look. It was hard to believe in her. As soon as he woke up, he did something he didn't usually do, and he lost his memory. His speech, behavior, and expression changed everything. It's not like I lost my memory. It's more like.

"I think it's someone else.”

"You mean the doppelgänger? If you want to call a priest, you can call him."

"I don't mean to. Why would you have a doppelganger-like beast in the first place? Besides, they're not here right now. It's just weird."

"Is that so?"

The girl's face was repulsed when she spoke slowly.

"I lost my memory. Why are you so carefree?"

"You don't remember being embarrassed. It's best to do what you usually do. By the way, I have a question. Lady."

"What?"

"Why are you talking to me peacefully? If what you say is true, it would not be strange to despise me."

Asher was hired on land, but she only did harm. The servant is the face of his master.

It was tantamount to degrading the name and class of the lord. She, the lord's daughter, had nothing to say to her disgust. Leica spoke plainly.

"What am I going to do when I despise you?"

She said. As if it meant nothing.

"My parents won't kick you out anyway. I don't know if it's going to be a big one, but... It's still in the permissible range. You knew that and controlled it. What is his affection?"

I would have done it if she was going to change something. But nothing would have changed. So Leica ignored Asher. He treated me like a mineral, without expressing his feelings.

"You lost your memory? To be honest with you, it doesn't matter to me. It's actually good. There won't be any trouble anymore. Nice to meet you, Asher."

It was a cold remark. Asher smiled bitterly. Ignorance, not contempt or hatred. I didn't feel the right thing for that age.

But like she said, it doesn't matter. He's different from the person she knows. Then you can treat him as a new person. Asher nodded.

"Then please take good care of me, too. Lady Leica."

***

"Oh, I'm running out of time talking. It's a waste of time."

Leica pulled out a sword. He took up his posture and began to swing. The edge of the sword wobbled strangely. A sword that moves like a snake.

Asher muttered.

"It's a Lephenian sword."

"Hmm? Do you know what swordsmanship it is?”

"I think I still have that memory. Judging from your movements, you seem to have trained for about four years.”

"…do you know that if you lose your memory? Let me lose my memory. I think it's going to be a profitable."

"I don't want to recommend it that much. By the way, do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Well, I have to train, too....”

"The sword."

He had a laugh.

"Isn't it incomplete?"

"…how."

"I'll give you a solution. Instead, I'd like you to invest some money in this training session."

"Two, investment?"

She slipped back a step. He shook his head.

"It's not strange. I still have mixed memories. I'd like you to tell me your current time and things about this place."

"Oh, really? You can let me know later."

"I want to know as soon as possible. Are you willing to make a deal anyway?"

"Um... All right. What do you want to know?”

Laika put the sword down. Asher worried. Then what should I ask? First of all, contradictions. He opened his mouth.

"The name of the territory is Irak Yeongji. Is that right?"

"That's right."

She answered as if it were natural. The red hair, soaked in sweat, shook.

"It's just a normal town. Land everywhere where there are no heroes, no names in history, no mines."

"Yes, I know."

Asher closed her eyes. an I-Rock land This was the place where he had lived in his previous life. Listening to what he said, he seemed to have been forgotten, but it didn't hurt much. He was just the captain of the guard in the first time. Because he didn't make any achievements that the general public would know.

"I'm from the same place in both of their lives.’

What is the purpose or reason for that? I thought about it for a while, but there was no way the answer would come out He opened his eyes again.

"Then what year is it now?”

"It's been ten years since Iraq III took office.”

"…3?"

"Yes."

"Maybe your name is..."

"The first child of the Hemanian concubine. the fourth prince of succession "Fan ID,"

Asher was embarrassed. He knew the name, too. I just didn't understand.

"Isn't the second-generation still alive.

"It's been a long time since you'

"What?"

It couldn't have been. I knew this was the time since his death. But it was not yet time for the emperor to change. When he died, the emperor was young and eager to conquer.

In about 20 years, they might not know, but not yet. Above all.

"Boketos must not be ten yet."

She even hugged him on her birthday. I still remembered the little eyes and cute movements.

Leica frowned as if she were talking nonsense.

"You must have a headache. Gosh. Don't you think you have something to say to someone who has lost his memory? 3 years old is over 30.”

“…….”

"What's wrong with your face? Do you want me to call you a new building?”

"No, it's not.

Asher managed to get over her feelings. There is no error in his memory. Because only a month before he died, the Emperor brought the Third.

But she said she was over 30. Then there was one thing I could think of.

Twenty years have passed since the death of the former captain of the guard.