Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

The man sat down on the wooden floor to catch his breath. The abandoned building slowly built up in the darkness. A voice rang.

I don't need to be briefed on the results.]

[I knew it would be too much] There's no way a prodigy who can win a sodmaster's disciple in the first place.]

"Shut up!"

The man shouted violently. I clenched my teeth watching the darkness that filled everywhere.

"Cowards who are stuck in a cell and can't even get out...!”

I want you to say respect for old people.]

There was a giggle of laughter. The man snorted. Old man? That word didn't suit them.

"An old witch is talking nonsense."

[Calm down] It looks obvious, but I'll check first. So, what's the result?]

"…it's a failure."

The man spoke roughly. My pride was ashes and I couldn't even hold it.

"What's with him? Why would the imperial sword....”

[I told you] You are still immature. I've got enough talent to learn a great sword, but it's not complete mentally. Very few can win in that condition.

"Then why did you send me....”

[Wasn't it stimulating?]]

The man paused at the echo. A calm voice filled the waste building.

You are weak. He's talented, but that's a possibility. You were too absorbed in it. But what's the reality? I couldn't even beat the Imperial sword. All you need is effort.]

"…okay."

The man nodded his head. All right. You just have to be strong. It is a matter of being strong enough to weigh him down one day. He bit his lips.

We have high expectations for you. He shouldn't have collapsed like this. By the way... you said you used imperial sword.

"Yes."

[How did it feel?]

Are you overreacting? The Imperial sword itself is a common sword. There's nothing special about it.]

[Because I don't have a good memory of Imperial Edicting] Remember that Sodmaster, who introduced the boy as a teacher, had a friendly relationship with him.]

[Oh, my god. I'm worried. He's already dead. It means the one who knows our weaknesses is gone.]

A resonant voice rang pleasantly. Their power was absolute, but not just their merits. I could dig as much as I could.

The man who knew that was the captain of the riot police, and he died.

He's a human being. Besides, he's not the kind of guy to leave behind. I'm worried too much.]

[Hmm... Anyway, how was it? Tell me.]

“…….”

The man was silent. Silence continued. When being in the dark was opening his mouth, the man said.

"I don't know."

[What?]

"I don't know. Is he really a kid? No, no matter how hard I look at it's not. It's an old hand, and swordsmanship... It was perfect."

It was like a worn-out warrior. They used their psychology and dug a trap without embarrassment in surrounding situations. Even an inexperienced man could know. It's not normal.

Besides, swordsmanship. He despises the Imperial sword, but he is still a prosecutor. I could read to the extent that his swordsmanship was perfect.

"And he seemed to know about our abilities."

[You know?]

"Yes, we knew our identity and what happened in the past. What the hell was that? Did Sodmaster know that?”

[Well.]

The commotion spread. The groans spread.

[…troublesome]

[I'm going to kill him first] We manipulated the information and erased the traces. If you know everything, you'll be in trouble. Send support. I'll kill him by any means necessary..]

"You think you're gonna let that happen?”

[!]

"Oh, my!"

The door opened. A boy walked into the abandoned building. He looked around with a monotonous face, looked at the darkness and smiled.

"Nice to meet you, leaders of Motorola."

***

[…….]

The darkness closed its mouth. The man backed away in fright. Asher stretched out her arms.

"The target is here. Why are you staring blankly? Wasn't it your pride not to miss it?

How did you get here?]

Their location was hidden. Furthermore, it was not possible to find it so quickly because it had been broken down. Asher made a mockery.

"It's weird that I can't find it when I'm moving around in public."

Asher held the fingertips and laughed lightly.

"If you know the name of your God, it's a space without any control that opens up to anyone."

[...no, that can't be true. Everyone who knows that is dead.

"There's one here....”

Asher spoke slowly and walked away. He stroked the wall.

"You're a nuisance. If you don't get permission, you're just a bunch of underachievers, but if you get permission from the owner of the estate, you can move. But is it because you let me? I don't think you're coming into the permanent residence.”

Every time the words continued, the darkness flinched.

"You don't have to build a building as nice as any other gods to make a chapter, you just have to put one of the properties in it and it's over.”

The darkness was shocked by Asher's muttering that she was sick and tired of it. No one has ever known that fact.

No, there was. But he died.

[…you. Who are you?]

"I don't think that's the point."

Asher patted the floor with her toes and laughed. Darkness shrieked at the action.

[Hurry and stop him!]]

"It's late."

Asher stamped her foot. Full body force exploded and hit the floor. At the same time, the floor collapsed. The wall collapsed without being able to withstand the force, shaking the building itself as if it had been hit by a huge hammer. Darkness began to shade the form.

"See you later, then."

[Hey!]

Whoo-hoo!

The building collapsed. Asher raised himself up by clearing away the pieces of wood. I put my feet away and listened to what was underneath. A broken ring lay.

"Is the ring a sacred object this time?"

Asher put it in his pocket. I'm sure I'll have something to write about someday.

'I missed your voice.’

more than fifty years ago The voice he heard and the voice of the existence of darkness a moment ago were the same. You're not dead. You're alive. troublesome things

"Cough! Cough!"

Over there a wooden plank broke and a man pulled himself up. The building collapsed.a building that has been rotten to the core Even if it was laid, there was no serious injury. The man turned his head and looked around. muttered with a stunned look.

"Our chapter....”

"Now you're alone.”

“!!”

The man looked at Asher in a hurry and freaked. Asher kicked his foot. The man clenched his fist and opened his eyes wide.

"Why. Why!"

"Since the chapter has collapsed, we can't move. You've been stripped of this land.”

Boom boom.

Asher sat the man's head on the ground.

"Then let's talk. Who asked for it? I've already guessed it, but certainty is important."

"…kill!"

The man gritted his teeth and shouted. Asher clicked his tongue.

"These days, young people think life is too easy.”

"Torture is no use! Kill him now!"

"Do you really think so?"

I've been trained in torture. I didn't mean to open my mouth. At the words, Asher muttered with a vague look.

"The ones who said that, they were often the quickest to open their mouths."

"Huh!"

The man swallowed his breath for a moment. Asher pulled his little nail. The man twisted his body.

"Turn it off..."

The man twisted himself in pain. Men have also been trained in torture. I could survive only by pulling out my nails.

That's exactly what I thought. Asher gave her hand a boost.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

My fingernail has been plucked out. The man struggled.

"It's not that easy to overcome pain even if you've been trained."

Asher muttered and grabbed the baby fingernails of the other hand. The man flinched at the sensation. I looked up at Asher with a tear.

"I'm sorry. I've had enough of those eyes."

A scream broke out.

***

Asher shook his hand in front of the man's eyes with a blank expression, but the focus was not fixed.

Asher took out the bucket and threw it on the man. The man was startled and his eyes were bright.

"Well, let's talk about it. If you answer correctly, I'll give you peace.”

"What..."

The man quivered and asked. The man was ready to answer all the questions he asked.

"It's nothing. It's a light story.”

Asher shook her hand. He didn't cause so much pain. At best, he pulled out his nails and gave a very basic torture of sprinkling salt on the wound.

But the man who had been trained in torture couldn't even stand it.

'Of course.'

If everyone can endure pain just because they are trained, why torture?

Mental power is the most important thing to survive, but the mental power of young and arrogant young people could not have been strong, and the result was this.

"The one who commissioned me. Is that Luke?

"That's right…."

As expected. Asher nodded. His behavior, too, was just him. Now, how can I punish you? Asher was lost in thought, the man shuddered.

"I put that off until later, and you said it was a dinner.”

"That's right…."

Again, the man nodded softly.

People often think that they put a ban on the assassin's head to block information, but there were fewer high-end guilds with that much security.

You're going to die if you go through your brain and say certain words. Who's crazy enough to accept such a thing like that? In addition, very few people could be called high-dimensional magic.

Most of all, Motorola is a guild that worships God. There was no way I could put a ban on magic because it was rejected by a unbeliever. Asher stroked her chin.

"How many seats are there for dinner now?"

"12…."

Twelve? Already?

Asher asked back in surprise. A dinner party was like an agent of God in Motorola. So even in his previous life, there were three at best. I think it's lower in quality, but the number has quadrupled.

"You would have been cut in half fifty years ago."

"Since then, we've been hiding... I followed God's instructions and waited until the light disappeared from the world... And they disappeared and got up... It has spread to the whole world....”

"…how many branches are there now?"

"I don't know, but... There are ten in each country....”

"Well."

It has increased considerably. You're going to get tired of it's going to be annoying.

Asher clicked his tongue. Already, their leaders have seen him. I knew he had extensive information about Motorola.

The fortress has already been destroyed and will no longer be able to enter the territory, but if he goes out of the territory, he will rush in like a thunderbolt. I was aiming for it, but I thought it would be quite annoying if it stretched like this.

"You don't know where you are. Your god gave too much to his own god, instead of giving up so much.”

"You're... What the hell….”

The man looked at Asher with frightened eyes. How could he know the circumstances of God even he doesn't know the details?

"I just had a day to listen. Anyway, there's an interesting part. It's time for the light to disappear. When was that?”

"Twenty years ago... The majority of the heroes are gone....”

"What?"

Asher frowned.

Twenty years.

It was the same time he died.