Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"We don't know why... But God gave it to us as a trust, and we prepared... And they disappeared and we spread out to the world....”

"Hmm."

Asher shook her blood-soaked hand. He wiped his face with a towel and looked at the blood-stained man in front of him.

"It was 20 years ago."

The day he died, the heroes disappeared. There must be some heroes he knows.

I wonder if this has anything to do with it. Or maybe not. Come to think of it, Haiban was a hero who disappeared 20 years ago.

I asked more questions, but the man didn't know more. He even tortured him just in case, but only screamed that he didn't know.

'Why did they disappear?’

Reemerging, Hiban said he had left to find the secret. No one else would do that. Then what did they disappear for?

"…was it a trust that was after me?"

"Yes…the trust came down again half a year ago… Kill everyone involved in the previous era....”

"Half a year ago."

It was his reincarnation. My mind has become complicated.

"And…."

"And?"

"To kill you, a sure trust had been given... Unlike the previous trust... It was a clear trust."

“…….”

Asher squinted at the man. I was after him. So the gods know reincarnation.

"Huh. Hm....”

The man was breathing out of his mouth in chains. Fear has reached its limit.

"Now... Please....”

"Hmm."

Asher stroked her chin. He grabbed onto the chain with a suspicious look.

"Okay, I'll give you peace."

Asher picked up the sword. The man opened his eyes wide and struggled.

"Me, you're going to kill me? You're a liar!

"I didn't say I would save you. You were mistaken."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"You shouldn't beg for your life when you're a murderer."

The man shook his body with evil, but Asher lifted the sword without a word.

***

It was already getting dark. People began to go back to their respective homes, putting things in order.

"Oh, you're here?"

said Leica, sweating. Asher nodded.

"Uh."

"It took a long time, didn't it? Nothing special... the smell of blood."

Leica hardened her face as she approached.

"What? The smell of blood....”

"Does it smell that bad?"

"That's awful."

Leica frowned.

"I think it's even more because it doesn't smell like it's going to smell around here.”

It can't be erased by taking a bath…. If you're going to live as a prosecutor anyway, you should smell blood."

"What happened?”

The village was quiet. The incident didn't happen. Asher never came back smelling blood like that way. Asher smiled.

"Just this and that. Where's Luke?”

"He's probably at the town bar. He'll be back soon. …you're not going to say it, are you?”

"You know it well. It's too early for you to know."

If one day she goes through the world and feels the misery, I can tell you. But now she is vulnerable. Although armed enough, no spiritual growth has been achieved.

"The town. I'll have to go back. See you tomorrow then. I rested today, so I'll make it even harder tomorrow."

"…wait."

Leica blocked his face with a stiff face. Asher said she was going to follow Luke's orders. And came back smelling blood. Laika grabbed the sword.

"I can't let you go."

"You're still taking care of him?”

Asher laughed. I didn't mean to stop it. Leica shook her head.

"What are you talking about? I don't care about you. I'm worried about you.”

“…….”

At the unexpected remark, Asher paused. I can't believe you're worried about him.

"Honestly, whatever happens to you, it's none of my business."

She had little affection for Luke. She was originally a sincere and sincere personality, so I couldn't have liked Luke, who always made trouble and bullied the residents. The emotion exploded last time, making fun of Asher, and now they don't even greet each other.

But she didn't care. In the first place, Leica was going to leave. The land was too narrow for anyone who tried to walk the sword. I was worried about my parents, but she's the eldest daughter anyway. There is no right of succession. This would be better for each other than being sold to other lands.

"Asher, I know how you feel. But you're a commoner. It's hard to protect me and my parents if I touch them."

said Leica with worried eyes. No matter how weak the status system is, the name value of the aristocrat remained. Rather, the punishment became stronger because they tried to protect even a little authority. If Asher did any physical damage, it would have been minimum slavery or death penalty.

She liked Asher. I didn't know whether it was fresh or as a prosecutor, but I didn't mean to leave him alone.

“…….”

Asher shut her mouth. Is it positive or negative? As soon as Leica tried to open her mouth again, Asher murmured.

"It's not in a bad mood."

"What?"

Asher smiled lightly. The laugh made Laika flinch. It was a real smile, not a fake smile that I've seen so far.

"Asher?"

"No, it's just a little. Strange. Is this pure goodwill?"

He laughed bitterly. Asher grabbed Leica by the shoulder and gently pushed her away. Reika, who couldn't resist the strange atmosphere, suddenly woke up and shouted.

"Asher!"

"Don't worry. I know my place. I don't want to touch the aristocracy myself.”

"Then just come back. I'll tell my parents later and....”

"No, Leica. I said I wouldn't touch it myself."

He turned around. The smile was different from before. Leica shuddered. There was a chill unknowingly, there was a chill.

"There's no way that mental violence can be less than physical violence."

***

"Hahahaha!"

Luke stumbled along the street. The residents returning home frowned, but they felt so good that they didn't care. He burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

He must be dead by now. Luke grinned. I know Asher is different from the past several months ago. But his opponent is a famous assassin. Even if Asher is strong, her class is different. It was obvious that he couldn't stand it.

"LOL..."

Ah. I feel so good. It was the first time in my life that I felt so good. I couldn't even think about cleaning up the mess or future treatment.

"All right."

He entered the castle and arrived in his room. I locked the door and lay on the bed. He closed his eyes.

"There you are.”

As soon as I tried to sleep pleasantly, I heard a voice next to me. Luke got out of bed in a hurry and flew himself away.

"You! You! What!"

"Calm down. Master."

The owner of the voice gradually approached in the dark. Luke's pupils dilated when he saw the opponent's face.

"Asher?"

Why? He's probably dead. Luke raised his head with all kinds of negativity and opened his mouth blankly.

"Why…?"

"Why? It's as if you're saying I shouldn't be here."

Asher came a step closer with a smile. Luke took a step back.

"What's wrong with you? Master."

A whispering voice echoed through my ears. Luke shuddered.

I'm going to die. I'm going to die. The fear of death overtook him, and soon disappeared.

"…oh, no. I was just surprised. You rarely come out of town."

Luke had the cheek to laugh.

Yeah, there's no evidence. An assassin doesn't have to tell his client. Even if you tell him, you can't touch him.

He's a nobleman, Asher is a commoner. Luke cried with more confidence.

"You're a commoner, but you're in a nobleman's home? Go out right now! We will punish them later."

"Is it punishment?"

Asher muttered without wiping his laughter. The smile flinched me, but Luke didn't loosen up.

"It's no different. I was attacked when I went to your place today. So I asked the client, and his name came up."

"…Really?"

You useless things!

Luke uttered curses into his heart. The assassins! I can't believe you're so easy to name your client!

'Motoria is full of trash.’

Although quite embarrassed, Luke got it together and rather distorted his face with anger.

"Do you mean I've asked assassins like that!"

Luke clenched his fist.

"How dare you say that nonsense!"

There was no evidence except for the assassin. Then you can press it with your power. Luke thought so.

"You insult the nobility! I'll tell my father tomorrow and I'll be in awe! Make sure you get kicked out of this town!"

"Dear Master."

And Asher sang Luke softly.

"Do I look like a jerk?”

The air has subsided. Dirty feelings swept through the room.

"Huh?"

Luke couldn't grasp the situation and spoke out with a stupid face.

"Go, dare you..."

"That's enough, Master."

Asher walked slowly to Luke.

"I don't want to have a stupid argument with you. It doesn't have to be, it doesn't have value."

Luke's face turned pale. Every time Asher approached, the concentration of emotions deepened.

"Ah…Uh…."

"You are nothing to me."

Asher pushed Luke's chest. Luke sank into bed.

"I also want to be nothing to you."

Emotions stick to Luke in a sticky way. Luke's breath runs out of his senses for the first time in his life. Luke's eyes are filled with fear.

"Do you understand?"

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!"

The will to kill disappears. Luke grabs his chest and lets out his breath. Liquid flows from the eyes and nose and repeats the nausea.

"Rolling..."

Asher looked down heartlessly at Luke.

"You will be the lord. I'll be the owner of this town. And I'm leaving here. That's all I've ever met. You don't have to have any more relationships."

For example, a relationship that kills and risks that kind of life.

Luke's face turned brighter than before, perhaps he understood Asher's meaning.

"Sa, save me.

"You don't have to."

Asher patted Luke on the head.

"Let's just be indifferent to each other. Just like seeing a passing bug, I really don't care. Do you agree?"

Luke cried and nodded his head back and forth. Asher put her hands down.

"All right."

Asher stepped back. His body gradually began to be obscured by shadows.

"I'm under a contract. I'm not coming to you anymore. You should do the same. But if you want to break it."

Asher disappeared with the last word.

"I'll be back."