Reincarnation of the Sword Master

It's pitch dark. the darkness that stirs up a man's mind and madness Three men stood in the darkness.

"I'm old."

The old man wearing a black robe said in a hoarse voice.

"I can't play the role anymore. My place must not disappear. For ever and ever, someone has to take over."

There were two men in front of the old man. A man with a blank face, and an impressionable man with an embarrassing face.

"I need my successor."

The impressive man opened his mouth.

"It's too much luggage."

"So did I. So will you. The only thing that matters is, are you qualified?"

The old man's trembling fingers moved. I passed by the expressionless man and stopped by the impressionable man. The face of the impressive man was full of surprises.

"You mean…?"

"You deserve it. I'm sorry, kid."

The old man apologized to the stark man in a haggard voice.

You are not qualified. I can withstand great power, but I can't bear him."

"I don't care."

The expressionless man spoke calmly.

"I didn't mean to get that kind of power from the outset."

***

Before entering the capital, Leica was worried about one thing.

"How do I get in?”

numerous slaves They all had no identification. I thought there was going to be trouble, so I was very prepared.

And all that worry has become futile.

"Please come this way."

"…simple."

Leica looked at the guard with a sour face. Asher waved the paper in her hand.

"I have a recommendation letter."

a recommendation letter from the captain of the guard With this, I could avoid any trouble. It was safe to say that he would not be taken unless he killed a person.

They followed the guide into the reception room. The guard sipped the car he had brought, and soon the door opened.

"Good morning."

It was a middle-aged man who came in. He bent down.

"I'm Cain, the captain of the security team. Please take good care of me."

"…are there any security guards?”

"Yes, sir. He's out of town on business, so he can't come back right away. I'm sorry I didn't live up to your expectations."

"No, it's not.

I was going to see it after a long time, but the timing seemed to be wrong. It was unfortunate, but there was nothing urgent because we could see each other anytime later.

Cain sat down. He opened his mouth, his tongue wet with tea.

"First of all, thank you. I can't believe you beat the slave traders, saved the slaughtered and brought them here. You're a righteous man."

"No, it's not."

Leica waved her hand. Asher opened her mouth quietly.

"You're not going to go through the verification process?”

"I don't think anyone who is a student of Swordmaster and has a recommendation letter from the captain of the guard would lie."

"That's a relief.”

Authority was a good thing to avoid all kinds of troubles and troubles.

From then on, only light stories came and went, such as the treatment of those who were taken as slaves.

Most of them have acquaintances here, so we don`t want to deal with them. I've got all my stuff. But it's amazing. the slave traders Did you say the capital city was for the purpose?

"Yes."

"…that's strange. As you know, the Empire strongly prohibits slavery. The capital is definitely worse. He'll be executed as soon as he's caught. Why are you here...?”

Cain tilted his head as if he could not understand.

Come to think of it, it was.

It was crazy like a fire moth for a slave merchant to go to the capital. However, the lower half said the capital city was for the purpose.

"I should have saved one thing and listened to the purpose."

I regretted it, but it was already in the past. I couldn't think of it because I personally despised it.

"Maybe it's just a lie. There's no way a slave trader can put the truth in his mouth.”

"He does, too, but something's stuck. May I have your name? There's a high probability that it's an alias, but I'll still have to dig it up."

He explained the name of the lower class. Cain expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you. You can go do business now."

"Yes."

They came out of the building. Leica sighed with relief.

"Phew. Everything's fine.”

"Did you expect anything to happen?"

"No, that's not true, but I was a little nervous because I didn't respond. But he's a nobleman and he's just calm."

"This is the capital."

None of the soldiers were afraid of the aristocracy. Even more so if you are from rural areas.

"Oh, you're out.”

The waiting Geron approached.

"You weren't going?"

"No, I'm still a benefactor. At least we should say hello. So what are you going to do now? You said you knew the old man. Would you follow me if you don't mind?"

"That's not bad, either."

I was thinking of seeing my friend after a long time. In succession, death is near. I'll have to watch it once before I die.

But not now.

Asher shook her head.

"I have business to attend to."

"What if it's business?"

"The Sword Door."

"What?"

For a moment, Geran's face was perplexed. Gerran asked slowly, as if he really couldn't understand.

"Why are you there?"?”

"I have business to do.

"Well, come to think of it, he was a prosecutor. Then, well. That's a possibility.

Geron touched his chin with a reluctance to understand. The boy waved away.

"See you later, then!"

"Yes."

Asher waved to each other. Leica tilted her head.

"What's the sword's door again?"

"…you really don't care about anything but history."

"I know all the famous places, too. Isn't it quite a well-known place for your purposes? Why don't I know?

"Not very famous.”

It was famous in the past, to be exact. But not now. Caron was looking at Asher with a puzzled look.

"Why are you there?"

"You know it because it's an article. I have my own business."

As soon as he tried to move, Leica caught Asher.

"Where are you going?"

"To do business."

"You should go to the academy first! What are you trying to do alone?!

"It's bothersome."

"It's an order from an employee! Come on, come on!

Leica forced Asher away.

***

Asher didn't resist. He also had some desire to see the academy.

the place where he graduated It's not a good memory, but it's a good memory in itself.

When she arrived at the academy, Leica's eyes glistened.

"This is where I'm staying."

The academy was bigger than a decent permanent residence. Hundreds of aristocrats lived in it, which inevitably led to high dignity.

'Not much has changed.’

The appearance of the structure was the same as before. Caron was also looking around the academy with longing eyes.

'He said he was the best.’

He was similar. It was the first time in the back seat. Leica waved her hands excitedly.

"Let's go!"

"Yes, miss."

They followed Leica to the reception desk. At the reception desk, a man with a broad face was chopping a pen.

"I'm here to apply for a transfer.”

"Transfer?"

"Yes. The application must have come in."

"Well, there should be hundreds of documents applying for transfer. What's your name?

"Laika Halvark. I'm the eldest daughter of Irak's estate."

"…how old are you?”

"16."

"Ah."

The man who was looking for the document suddenly crumpled his face.

"Oh, my God. Again? Can't any of you stop picking up now?"

"…what?"

Leica was taken aback. The man ignored such a rayka and kept on pestering.

"I'm not going to last a month anyway, and I'm going to get out of here. Why do I get this?"

Leica's face hardened in an instant. Charon's face also began to turn red.

That's an expected response.

Asherman was watching the scene calmly.

Academy. The place where noble people come to train their swords. As much as we had to guide them, all the people involved were full of pride. No guide was frightened by the aristocracy in the country.

In addition, she is 16 years old. It's quite late for an academy age. It was not a transfer that brought good ideas to mind.

The guide did not stop complaining about whether he had made up his mind.

"Is money a problem? I have dignity as an academy. "Duck."

"That's rude."

In the end, Caron couldn't stand it and stepped forward.

Apologize to the lady right now. Otherwise, I'll be in awe."

"No apology."

The guide snorted. He stopped as he tried to call the guard in a nervous response.

"…no way."

The guide looked up at Caron's face. He opened his mouth with a suspicious look.

"You. Your name?"

"This is the great Rebecca of Rebekh Halvark."

"…Caron."

The guide's face changed rapidly. In an instant, he quickly rose up and bowed down.

"Honey, it's an honor!"

"What, what?"

"Huh? Do you know Charon?"

Charon flinched at the sudden change. The guide stammered with excitement.

"Well, I'm at 124."

"Ah."

Charon made a face of realization at the words.

"…I'm at 122nd.”

"Yes, you may not remember, but I know you."

The guide watched Caron as he remained at the top of the Academy.

"Even though I didn't become an article… Mr. Caron is still my idol."

"That's great."

Asher's muttering blushed Charon's face. It contains a different kind of shame than before.

"…I'm not worth it.”

"What do you mean? Mr. Caron was a legend at the time. He alone attacked the base of the bandits, rescued the detained ally, and won all 30 duel with the prosecutors. All the nobles. Even the duke wanted you to be commissioned as a knight.”

Caron was a really successful article at the time. Everyone dreamed of being like a caron.

"Everyone was surprised when Charon suddenly disappeared. I can't believe you're a knight of the nobility.”

Caron gave a bitter smile.

"…it's a story of the past.”

"Oh. Do you know that? There are also close friends of our Academy and Charon."

“…….”

Charon's face hardened in no time. Not noticing the sign, the guide said in a sweet voice.

"The legends of the past come together again. It's a miracle."

"…you don't know."

"What? What are you talking about?”

"No."

Caron shook his head. Leica, who was watching quietly, muttered.

"…Caron did that?"

Leica's eyes were filled with embarrassment. She didn't know much about Charon. I thought it was just one of the articles on the land.

Above all, there was a reason why she was surprised.

"…Legend? Unbeaten 20? …Really?"

"Yes."

The guide answered confidently.

"Caron was a story that no one had ever heard of. Except for heroes, no one could compete in the top ten.”

Charon's past was a wonder. It was such an article that it was hard to understand why he swore loyalty to rural lands like Irak.

"That's weird."

So Leica was taken aback.

"You lose to me too, don't you?"