Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Ah."

Asher realized why the young man in front of her was angry. The fire stomped its feet and anger flared up.

"You are his disciple! How dare you! How dare you!

That's why I hated it.’

Asher sighed lightly.

Hiban family Ester.

Originally, it was not a big family with a high reputation. At best, he ruled a small rural area similar to what is now Airak.

However, as Haiban became sodmasters, the family became bloated and powerful.

Power is maintained only when it has the correspondingly. All the Esterite deities asked Heiban to teach them, but Heiban said coldly.

'You have nothing to learn from me.’

He threw away his sword, but Hiban gave nothing to the family.

Asher could understand. Swordplay is all about talent. Even the blood of the great cannot inherit talent. Highbans would not have had to teach the underprivileged.

But that would have been irrelevant to them. Because they are the blood of the great Swordmaster.

Therefore, they want to maintain their power with that power.

In such a situation, a man known as a disciple of Haiban suddenly appeared. It was clear how the Ester family would respond, and it was unfolding now.

"He didn't give us any. You might have given me some advice, but you didn't take it as a disciple. But you're the one."

The fire clenched its teeth. He was also expected to have a talent for swordsmanship. He led his bloated confidence and went to Hiban to ask him to accept him as a disciple. It's a disgraceful look that's back.

"Tough. You."

"Wait, wait a minute!"

In the harsh atmosphere, Leica hurriedly blocked the fire.

"Asher is a disciple of Haiban! I saw it myself!"

"Don't be ridiculous!"

The fire roared.

"He doesn't accept disciples!"

Dozens of deities and hundreds of deities asked for their disciples, but Haiban rejected them all.

The fire grazed my teeth.

"He must have misled you with his noise.”

"No! I'll do it myself..”

"Stay away."

The fire pushed Leica in a nervous reaction.

"This is a family matter. You don't dare interrupt me as such."

"Profits..."

Leica shook her fist. But I couldn't go any further. After all, it was no exaggeration to say that the difference between her and her family was heaven and earth.

"Does he have any status?

Asher burst into laughter.

Their stomach luminosity comes only from the Hivans. A high-ban is a power that remains in existence.

If there is no Haiban, he will just go back to the countryside. I can't believe you're bringing me into this world. There was nothing funny.

"You, you son of a gun."

The fire, which accepted Asher's laughter with derision, gave strength to his fist.

"What? What's going on?"

"Who's fighting the Burning Sun?"

"Oh, that guy? I know. You said he was a disciple of Hiban."

The noise began to grow as if the uproar had caught the eye. Asher sighed lightly.

That's why I hated it.’

The great are themselves the object of challenge, the object of jealousy, and the object of elimination. The disciple is no better than him.

So far, he has solved all kinds of problems as a disciple of Haiban, but his troubles have not changed.

"Let me ask you a question."

Asher opened his mouth quietly. The fire flinched slightly in an unusual atmosphere.

"What, what?"

"What kind of sword are you learning?"

"That's it, of course."

The fire spread out its chest.

"I am learning the swordsmanship of Hiban, the master and hero of a great family."

Not only that, but everyone in the Easter family did. They wanted to be like him in honor of Haiban. And to that kind of fire, Asher said heartily.

"That's why he ignores you."

Heiban is a pioneer. He took his own path and made his swordsmanship.

However, the successor of the pioneer only tries to walk the path that the pioneer has built.

What would a pioneer say to those who only follow his footsteps and do not seek to carve out a path as a prosecutor?

"You..."

His eyes blazed with shame. He couldn't stand it and pulled out the sword roughly.

"You! It's a duel!"

Screaming broke out everywhere. The fire roared with evil.

"If Haiban takes it as a disciple, he'll have that skill! If you beat me, I'll admit it! Pull out the sword!"

This is another interesting flow.

The sword murmured interestingly. But Asher had no intention of letting it flow like that.

"Why should I fight with the Burning Sun?"

"What, what?"

"I'm a disciple of Haiban. It doesn't matter if you deny it or get angry."

Asher said casually.

"You're nothing."

It is of no value to him who is burning. It's just annoying. It was time for the red-faced fire to shout something.

"Please move away."

Through the crowd, a gray Elf Arna approached. Dozens of guards followed her in line.

"Mr. Arena."

The fiery face lit up. He had spoken to Arna several times. He ran and pointed at Asher.

"I was punishing that swindler. He's calling himself a disciple of Hiban."

"…what now?"

"He's his disciple....”

"No, before that."

"We punish fraudsters....”

The fire clouded over the horses' tails of the fire. Arna was staring at him with an angry face.

"Have you. If it weren't for Hiban, you wouldn't be. Do you call Asher a fraud?

"Oh, Mr. Arena?"

The unexpected response faltered the fire and backed away. Without even looking at him, Arna approached Asher and bowed her head.

There was consternation everywhere.

The strength of the captain of the guard is above the nobility. Few people bow their heads unless they are the blood of the emperor.

The captain of the guard bowed to Asher. Leica looked at Asher with a blank look and doubted her burning eyes.

Asher kicked his tongue.

"I'm sure you'll do this."

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long. Asher, please follow me."

Arna continued.

"Your majesty the Great Emperor calls you."

A low voice spread throughout the square.

***

"What a nuisance."

Asher grumbled as she took off her wrist brace. Before I left, I saw Leica's face and thought it would be quite difficult to explain.

Didn't you take care of me? the Emperor's own callers I can't be bothered by such a lot of people from now on.]

"That's more troublesome."

He was now in the waiting room in the Imperial City. I took off my clothes and changed into the clothes that the women had left behind. It was also quite a headache to take off what they stuck to to help.

[Oh.]

The sword murmured suddenly.

[Wait. I haven't seen the kids yet.]

"Give up. You won't see it anymore.”

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.]

The sword groaned as if it had lost its family. After a while, he groaned and spoke in a bright voice.

[Well, the Emperor seems to have more fun, so that's all right.]

"You won't see it.”

[What? Why!]

"I'm going to see the Emperor, and I can't use a sword."

[That's a bummer.]]

"It's time. Mr. Asher."

Arna came in with a calm face.

"Your Majesty has ordered a private meeting with Asher."

"Are you all right?”

a private meeting with the Emperor The weak man was in a position to fall with a shriek. Arna gave a light smile.

"That's all right. Your Majesty is a little unique, but… He doesn't treat his people carelessly."

“…….”

Asher looked silently, Arna turned her eyes.

"Well, I'm sure you will. At least so far."

"Is that so?"

"Come this way, please."

Asher put down the golden sword and followed it.

After passing through a huge hall, opening a huge door again, and walking for a few minutes?

I could see Daejeon with a huge jade seat. And also a man sitting on it.

"Of course."

Arna spoke quietly and left. Asher walked slowly.

"Great and great empire."

The strongest and greatest country in the world today. The first empire in history to abandon God and rule the world only by human power.

And the one before us is at the pinnacle of the highest empire in the world.

Asher leaned over.

"I see the great Emperor."

***

There was no answer. Asher remained motionless. Soon his voice rang.

"That's an old technique.”

A languid, but powerful voice continued slowly.

"It's similar to etiquette these days, but it's oddly. That's not a good posture."

“…….”

"I didn't mean it in hopes of an answer, so that's enough.

The emperor spoke with a soft voice.

"Hold your head."

Asher looked up and looked at the emperor's face. His desolate face contained deep fatigue.

'You've changed.'

Irac Voketos. the first son of the Hemanian concubine

She was a bright, energetic child. Although he was a distant heir to the throne, he did not cling to it and supported his brothers and sisters. He was a rare child in the royal family.

However, there was no sign of it anymore. Only the tired powerful were sitting on the throne.

The emperor opened his mouth quietly.

"Well done."

There was no word of thanks or honor. Although the Empire was saved from a crisis, the Emperor was cold and Asher took it lightly.

"That's too much."

The Emperor is the master of the Empire. No one appreciates his possessions.

"You opened the door to the sword, didn't you?”

The sudden remark shook Asher's fingertips. The emperor knocked on the edge of the jade with an indifferent face.

"The seventh door. It's a place that even heroes couldn't go. It's a place where you can't even dare to face a small human being."

'Has the new information been delivered?'

I couldn't have known. The emperor is the master of the empire, and the capital is the heart of the empire. If you don't know what's going on in my heart, you don't deserve it.

"How can I be compared to you?"

"Anything is impossible in words."

The Emperor laughed at him.

"Bad guys. With great power, no one is on top of himself. I think so, but I don't even clean up properly. In the end, it's the ordinary people of the Empire who are dying. Answer me, child of the Empire."

A sharp glance directed at Asher.

"There is one reason why I have private talks with you. The second is the owner of the bottom."

The atmosphere is like a swamp. A sticky look, hostility, is confined to Asher.

"Are you a hero like them?"

Asher slowly opened her mouth.

"No, it's not.

As soon as the words are over, the atmosphere is relaxed.

"That's enough."

The emperor leaned back on the throne with a soft face.

"Your golden sword. It's from the sword's door, right? Take it, that much grace can be given."

"Thank you for your kindness."

"I'd like to end it like this, but… Arna, he's making a lot of noise asking you to reward him properly.”

The emperor rang the bell. The woman waiting outside the door came up softly and handed Asher a necklace.

It was an ordinary necklace with no gray pattern.