Reincarnation of the Sword Master

The sword is moving. Cut the top, twist the arm, and stab. Turn and cut wide. He finishes a series of movements and re-positions.

The imperial sword, which has always been wielded, is unfolded at the fingertips. It was precision enough to learn completely by following his movements without learning the Imperial sword.

'Will Haiban come back?’

Then there was a lot to talk about. Are you aware of the king's influence or do you know the ideal of Goblin? What happened to the brave? There were more than one thing to know.

You can't come at once. I have a few days to spare.

Asher was thinking, she was repeating her body movements. Then he suddenly stopped.

He took out the window. Hold both hands and lower your posture. It bows to the point where the knees touch the floor more than usual.

And move your feet. Dust is pushed out and windows poking into the air. The speed is getting faster and soon after images are drawn.

Don't worry!

A strong sound cuts through the air and the afterimage spreads to dozens. Goblin's movement against him was now unfolding.

"Whoow."

The window stopped. There was no big problem except for a slight stiffness in the muscles.

"Can you use it?"

Goblin was such a man who focused on technique rather than sword art that he could use it. Maybe Goblin is the same.

Spread the afterimage for pure speed. He had never thought about it. It could be useful. It's a repetition because you have to engrave it on your body. Asher stopped moving after opening it a few times.

"It's fun."

A smile was drawn on Asher's face. He had never learned the art of swordsmanship because he had no talent to learn it.

But now, even though it's a technique, it's spreading out other people's things. I enjoyed the sense of alienation so much. I was so happy that I couldn't describe the sword I didn't know.

I want to try more, but it was time. Asher took the sword. Caron walked into the training camp with a stiff face.

"Hi."

“…….”

"Don't you say hi?"

"…Good morning."

Charon uttered in a trembling voice. Asher nodded his head.

"Yes."

Caron's face is wrinkled.

***

A noble knight treated the common people with respect. And there was a reason for that.

"Catch the sword."

"…yes."

Caron grabbed the sword with a wrinkled face.

"I don't know.”

After the situation had stabilized to some extent, Caron asked Asher a favor. Ask me to have a fight with myself once a day.

Of course Asher refused. Like Leica, he had nothing to learn from Charon. So I attached one condition.

'Be respectful to me from now on.'

Charon was not a man of respect to knights and common people. Of course I thought I'd refuse, but Caron unexpectedly agreed.

"You are a disciple of Swordmaster Heiban. Respect is no shame. Besides."

Caron said with a serious face.

"The confrontation with you is worth it."

"Come then."

Asher dropped her hand. Caron rushed in with a short shout. The hand moves and the sword draws a trajectory. a quick, flamboyant sword

a car angle

And there's traffic. The movement containing dozens of changes is simply broken by light hand movements. Caron tries to fix his collapsed posture, but Asher's feet move and he clings his teeth with a dull sound of hitting.

Caron stabs the sword. Asher leaned back to avoid the edge of the sword aimed at the neck.

Once a sword is struck, it must be pulled again. Attach yourself to Charon, who pulls out his arm. Make fun of the wrist and hit it on the neck.

"Laugh!"

"It's not bad. But it's not an overwhelming talent."

"I've never heard that I'm not talented."

"It's always relative.”

Caron coughed out a false cough and caught the sword again.

And an hour passed. Caron sat down and picked his breath. He looked at Asher with wonder.

"I've traveled the world and seen countless people. I've seen a lot of people. Very few of them had the upper hand over me... You trample on me only with Imperial swordsmanship.”

Caron also learned the sword of a hero. a clever and uninhabited sword However, he was not in the position of helplessness in front of Asher's imperial prosecution.

Asher answered calmly.

"Your talent is just within human reach.”

Caron had the best talent at the general level. Compared to ordinary people, everywhere they go, they'll be in the spotlight.

On the contrary, that's it. He didn't have the same monster talent as Reika.

"Your talent is enough for the Imperial sword. I don't know if it's as talented as Leica."

"The lady... is a monster."

"The world was wide, and all the people who were called heroes of the past were."

"You."

Charon was about to say something, but he shut up.

"No, it doesn't mean anything."

"You know it well. Today's battle is over. Now."

Asher flicked her finger behind her.

"Get them organized.”

"Is he here again today?"

Caron gave a bitter smile. Outside the gate of the training camp, children, who looked close to ten years old, were watching them with sparkling eyes.

***

Asher fought and won with Goblin this time. The feat was watched by all the villagers.

So there were some children who followed him. Caron walked to the door. The children flinched but didn't run away.

"What are you doing here?"

"Gu, look around."

It`s not something to watch. Go back."

The child turned his head around. The other child tapped the child on the back.

"Hey, it's a chance. Hurry up and tell me."

"But…."

The children were whispering, but I could hear everything even from Asher far away. It was not long before a child came to Asher as if he had decided.

"Oh, Asher."

"Why?"

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

The child bowed his head. Asher looked down at the child with his head down.

"…what do you want me to take it for?"

"My disciple!"

"About what?"

"Of course it's a sword!"

The child clenched his fist.

"I want to be as strong as Asher!"

"Like me…"

Asher muttered with a subtle look.

"I shouldn't have targeted myself."

"Why! I heard you! Asher defeated Goblin! You're strong!"

"DALLA."

His strength was the agglomeration of accumulated time. It was by no means a strength worthy of this age.

"Ask Karen, not me. He's strong."

"No! You're weaker than Asher!"

Charon's face was terribly wrinkled at the child's words, but he couldn't refute it because it was true. I just sink into it.

If you become a soldier later, you will double your training.’

Whatever Charon's innermost thoughts, the child was full of enthusiasm. At some point, he didn't seem to give up.

However, Asher did not intend to accept his student anymore.

"One question. What kind of sword would you like to learn?

"I want to learn how to use his sword!"

The child answered with sparkling eyes. Asher spoke calmly.

"Then go more and more to Caron."

"Why, why!"

"Can you learn imperial sword?"

"Imperial law?"

The child answered curtly. Of course not. The child wanted to show off his skills with fancy swordsmanship just like everyone else. The child came to Asher because he was the strongest, not to learn imperial sword.

Asher cut the child out coldly.

"Then go."

The child faltered in his determined manner.

"You'll eventually be disappointed with me and leave."

The child trudged along to his friends in a sulky mood. Caron approached quietly.

"You're cold. You accepted it."

"Because she was already on her own path. I'm not a teacher. He's just an advisor."

He was the captain of the guard. Not a few people asked to be accepted as disciples, and he accepted.

And most of them left. There is only one reason. Because it was different from what I expected.

"It's annoying now."

People were disappointed in him at will. It wasn't a shaky personality, but I was tired no matter how many times I repeated it.

'Only one followed me.'

He must be forty now. He had never been reached after retirement, so he couldn't tell if he was alive or dead.

'He's not dead.’

She's a shrewd kid, so she's probably still alive.

***

Then a week later, Leica woke up from her bed. It was the training ground where she first moved.

"Already?"

"Hi?"

Laika greeted me with warm-up exercises. Asher frowned slightly.

"You'd better get a little more rest."

"It's okay. It's okay. I heard you trained right after the fight. That's not what you want to say."

“…….”

Surely he wasn't supposed to say it. Asher swung the sword without a word. Laika, who was watching the scene with her eyes shining, suddenly opened her mouth.

"Oh. Did you hear the news? I heard that someone from the Empire has been chosen.”

"Isn't that Hiban anyway?"

"He's still a teacher, but he doesn't even have honorifics... No? It's someone else."

"Different?"

Asher stopped her sword and frowned. You said you'd tell me everything next time, but you're not coming.

"Then someone's coming."

Leica gave a vague smile to a question with her tongue kicked.

"Secretary General."

"…what?"

"The captain of the guard is coming. I don't know why, so don't ask. My dad was embarrassed, too."

"I'm embarrassed, too."

The captain of the guard. The man in his position for decades will come. I didn't know what to look like.

"Out of the blue, huh? There's no other reason. Why would someone in that position be interested in this country land?"

Did you hear his name?”

I don't think he knows. When he retired, he decided to replace him, but he was also quite a bit. I'm sure you're old enough to go into the back room and see your grandchildren's tricks.

I was embarrassed, but I kept my mind together. Anyway, the person he knew at that time died. Then you must be a completely new person. The idea was shattered by the subsequent words of Leica.

"The captain of the guard is famous. You don't know? By the way. I lost my memory. First of all, he's not human."

"…not human?"

"Yes, I'm an elf. That's also Hi-Elf."

Are you sure?

Asher closed her eyes.

It can't be. Although Hi-Elf is rare, the only elf I can think of as a guard is him, but he will not be.

"…what's your name?"

"What was it? It was a difficult name. Ah! Arna Barzillis. Maybe that's it. …why do you look like that?”

"No. Nothing."

Asher groaned. Why is that kid.

He is not married. But the adopted children and adopted children were quite receptive. I used to have a little fun teaching them.

Arna Barzillis. The last high elf in the black forest. He was one of the adopted daughters he raised.