Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Laughing."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Keez!"

The Goblin howls. As they neared their end, their intelligence disappeared and only instinct remained. Some people couldn't control their excitement and beat their own people. Then the opponent counterattacked, and it quickly became a mess.

"LOL!"

Coo-oong!

The Goblin stopped acting with the sound of the sound of the spearhead. There is no such thing as intelligence left, but repeat the movements engraved on the whole body. He leaned down towards the goblin, who was gaudily dressed.

It was a shocking scene if humans saw it. Goblin is a colony and has no class. That was the truth that had lasted for thousands of years. However, they were now apparently loyal to one target.

"Laughing. Stupid brothers."

However, the target of the transfer kicked his tongue with a soft face.

Why are my people so stupid? Although he had gained intelligence, he was in a hurry to be swayed by his instincts, so he ended up living a life that was no different than before.

His people denied even thinking and left everything to him. The struggle for life, the hostility. Everything to live.

He was truly hopeless. I wanted to put everything down and leave. But I couldn't. No matter how stupid and disgusting you may be, you're of the same race. A sense of responsibility was binding on him.

"LOL."

He looked up and looked at the human village in the distance. A deep, dark message reverberated through my head.

Kill...

Goblin smiled a self-helpful smile at the words that suppressed intelligence and awakened instinct. What good is it to gain intelligence for such a long time? After all, he is a puppet.

"LOL."

Goblin grabbed the spear.

No, I got something. a man whom I met a few days ago The man is there. A man like him who meets for the first time in this fake world.

"Laughing!"

Goblin burst a mine. I found what I wanted thanks to the cursed order. Then you can happily accept this damn command.

"Let's go, brothers!"

"Laugh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Keez!"

Goblin made a dash.

***

"Here it comes!"

The guard shouted with a white face. People grabbed their weapons tightly with a stiff face.

"Everyone, raise your weapon! This is our land! You're not going to let anything that's not human beings!

"No!"

"For hundreds of years, this land has been our, our human, for generations from our ancestors! Tear those that dare to thrust their dirty feet into such a land and kill them!

"Wow!"

After Rebek's words, there was a cry of evil.

The people clung to the wall. Goblin, who opened their eyes, clung to the wall and tried to climb it. The gate was pounded and shaken uneasily.

"You're dead!

"Ahhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Goblin climbing the wall was stabbed by a window. Then he stepped on the body and the Goblin came up again.

Asher was watching the fight from afar.

'I'm not going to be pushed.’

The topographical advantage lies here. In addition, people's faces showed hostility rather than fear. When I peeped into it, Caron was handling Goblin, who was about to come up.

The same was true of Leica. Even though his physical condition was not normal yet, he made fun of the sword with minimal movement, and each time Goblin fell down one by one. He was making as much achievement as he forced himself.

Asher looked at Goblin. Goblin in his memory was not here.

'Then.'

There was no reason for him to intervene right now. Goblin Lord has not yet appeared. The rest of the problems they have to solve on their own. He couldn't help one by one.

He had a problem to solve separately. Asher moved on to the castle of the estate.

***

"Uh…."

Luke was shivering, tucked in his blanket. His body shrank further as he heard the roar and cry outside.

Click.

Luke flinched at the sound of the door opening. He held his breath even more buried under the covers. Slowly, the step approached, and the hand of the unknown touched the blanket.

"Heez!"

Luke struggled with fright. They threw blankets, grabbed pillows, and crawled the ground.

"Get a hold of yourself."

A visitor could be seen over the dripping blanket. Luke murmured.

"Asher…?"

"Everyone is fighting.”

Children and women were also carrying supplies. The lord was also in command, and Leica was fighting for herself. Luke was the only one who didn't fight.

"You're the only one who's breaking his duty."

"…so what!"

Luke roared with tears in his eyes.

"I, I'm a coward! It doesn't help this fight!"

Luke has always been compared to his great sister. the one and only sister who is mentally perfect and has an excellent talent

Luke was aware, too. The villagers secretly said they wanted Leica to be a man.

"Well, yeah, I'm a jerk. You don't even know the subject."

He knew himself well.

"I have no talent, and all I have is a noble blood vessel. Well, what am I supposed to do?"

"You are the blood of the nobility."

That alone was a good reason.

"I, I'm nothing."

Luke closed his ears as if he didn't want to hear it.

Self-esteem, self-esteem.

Asher knew what Luke was doing now. A state like a corpse, rather than a life, that puts everything down because of the self-esteem and self-esteem that lies on the ground.

Previously, Asher had comforted himself and filled his self-esteem. But Asher has changed. And at last Luke was smashed all over and over.

"I'm going to need a pill.”

There was only one way to fix this. Asher grabbed Luke by the neck, hugging him.

"Hey, let go of me!"

Luke struggled, but Asher forced him to lift and open the door to the terrace. Then he lifted Luke out of the terrace.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Luke struggled with fear that there was no floor. Asher quietly gave her hand a boost.

"Look at the battlefield.”

A shout was heard. Soldiers were fighting to defend their territory.

"And look around the houses."

Numerous buildings were packed in. For decades, people have lived here as their land.

"And castle."

The castle of the lord. The place where the guardians live.

"All of this is yours."

Laika is a woman after all. You can't be a lord, and you don't want it either.

"Whether you want it or not, you're their master."

"I don't like it.”

"I don't care if you don't like it. It's your destiny."

Asher pulled his hand. When I put Luke down on the terrace, he fell flat.

"After all, the fate of this estate is in your hands.”

Luke's eyes shook.

"You're going to bring down people who don't belong to you? Or are you going to try and keep the status quo?”

"I, I…"

"If you want to go to hell with people, that's not a bad idea.”

"I…."

Luke murmured absentmindedly. Asher walked to the door. From here on out, Luke himself had a choice. Live as a lord with a sense of responsibility, or collapse and ruin with everyone.

"…then what are you going to do?"

Luke asked in a hoarse voice. Asher beat the wrist guard.

"I'm doing my job."

***

The spear and the sword are moving. The green and red blood flowing on the floor color each other, creating a new color. On top of the blood, Leica shoots a knife.

"Keez, keez!

"Tut."

He kicks the body of Goblin, who falls down with a scream, and teases his feet. Avoid attacks from the front and swing your hand wide. The approaching goblin grabs by the neck and falls down.

"It's endless…!"

"Lady!"

As I was collecting my breath, Caron ran hurriedly. She blocked Leica's body, grinding the goblin that was blocking her.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay. I'm not in good shape, but this is it."

"Keez, keez!

He grabbed Goblin's spear and put a knife into his neck. My arms were numb and breathing came to my chin, but I was still able to hold it. It wasn't really a limit yet.

"…why don't you step out? If you have a scar on your body....”

"It's all right. It's all right."

Leica waved lightly. I grabbed a window lying on the floor and threw it. Goblin's head penetrated as he tried to climb up the wall.

"I'm the reason I'm the reason you're going up. We can't miss it."

The lord's daughter is fighting in the middle of the front herself. In addition, he kills several goblins with brilliant skill. That fact alone puts the battle to a great deal of effort. In this situation, she couldn't be left out hastily.

"I'm fine, so you go fight too. The only knight in the land should not stop."

"…please be careful."

Caron uttered the last word and rushed to the Goblin who climbed the wall. The Goblin waved their weapons with a roar.

"Hmm."

Leica watched Caron's movements with her sunken eyes. Avoid with minimal movement, and use the other's actions to disturb each other.

Strong and experienced. You say you lost to her, but that's one-on-one. You'll be much stronger in this kind of battle.

But it's different.

Leica thought, cutting over the goblin, which ran with her eyes wide open. Charon's swordsmanship, like her, was something different from Asher's.

Her and Charon's swordsmanship is the hero's swordsmanship. Asher was an imperial sword, so if it was natural to be different, it felt different. What she felt different was an essential part.

Where's that goblin?’

She thrust the sword roughly into Goblin's heart. His people continued to die, but he could not see a nose out.

The situation on the battlefield was human superiority. Most of the dying life was Goblin. Human beings were not weak enough to be beaten by those who were just rushing after losing their reason.

Above all, Asher's one-time pressure was very helpful. On the battlefield at stake, people were moving as coolly as they could. The difference was also great. People's faces were slowly brightening.

"Kock. Stupid idiots. "You're so ignorant when you're told to charge."

And the Goblin camp rang out. The Goblin began to roar.

"Keez, keez!

"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Go, what the hell!"

The Goblin took advantage of the people's faltering moments and ran back. They clumped out of the way. A goblin walked in between the cracks.

"You're here."

Leica swallowed her saliva. An unidentified sense of uneasiness gave people a boost to their arms. Goblin hit the window.

"Head down. Humans."

"Go, Goblin says?"

"No way!"

There were consternations and screams everywhere. Goblin, who accepted the series of disturbances pleasantly, hit the ground again.

"I. A great man has come here."