Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Arrived."

Asher mumbled under the dark night, touching the tree. I had some trouble getting out of the empire's borders, but I arrived without any major problems. The Kingdom of Rabia was not far from the Empire, so it took only a week.

Really? You're here?]

The sword murmured in an absurd voice. It was worth it.

It's just a castle and a city. How can this be a kingdom?]

The only place Asher arrived was the magnificent castle, the city around him, and the walls surrounding him. As a country, there was no territoriality to be worthy of.

"This is the kingdom of Rabia. A country with only one last name."

It's not a country.]

"Slightly unusual, but yes. Anyway…."

Asher focused his attention on his eyes. The view expanded and the outer part of the wall was visible.

I couldn't see anything. People who are guarding, people who are waiting to be checked, and children who have always been around.

No matter how late it was at night, it was clearly strange.

[Strange] I can't feel anything.]

"You should check it now."

Asher slowly approached the wall. Grabbing a crack in the wall, he began climbing the wall.

I arrived at the end of the wall and looked around to see if there were soldiers patrolling, but I couldn't see anything. When I came up to the wall, I saw the city at a glance.

"…I can't see.”

I couldn't feel a single sign of his presence. It was like a castle without people. I've never done this in a few visits in the past.

The buildings are intact, but there's no one?]

"What happened?”

It was reported that it had been destroyed, but it was only a rumor without any details. This was because none of the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Rabia could come outside.

It is often said that the search party has been dispatched, but there have been no rumors that it has returned. What is in here? Asher walked away.

***

I need an explanation now.]

The sword grumbled as it walked quietly over the wall.

I know this kingdom was created by a man called the Magician and the Hero. But that doesn't explain it.]

"I'm curious about something."

[You said] This kingdom is the end of this land. Do you think that makes sense?]

To maintain a country, you need people and territory first, troops to protect them from the outside, taxes to maintain the troops, and everything else is needed. It could not be established without anything.

But the territory of the Kingdom of Ravia was the capital, only one. In addition, the capital was not very large. People could live, but there was no territory to produce enough food. The sword's voice became serious.

It's not a country. How'd you keep the foundation?]

"...that's how those who don't know see it.”

Asher himself has watched the establishment process, so I can understand it, but I don't think others are.

Asher touched the brick and opened his mouth.

"Simple. The hero and the cannabis who built this place tried to turn it into a paradise on earth. What do you think is the first thing that paradise on earth demands?”

a life crisis a food crisis freedom of labor

The sword spoke calmly.

[First of all, these three] But you know it's impossible.]

When people gather, there is a conflict. When united, food is consumed, classes are created, and people who work appear.

As it is said that when three people gather together, there is a group, and when two groups gather, this confrontation occurs, it cannot be achieved.

"In general, yes. But the hero wanted that kind of paradise.”

Everyone said they were crazy. It's impossible. You can't make it. But the hero practiced and did it. He has accomplished an impossible feat.

"And this place has become a paradise."

[So, how the hell did it...].]

"Simple. An outstanding person takes the place of dozens of people alone. So how many people can replace someone who is better than anyone else?"

[…no way.]

The voice was shocked to see if the sword could be guessed.

[That crazy thing...].]

"That's right."

Asher nodded.

"Hero and the Magician. They did other people's work. This is a paradise on earth. We have to exclude heroes and cannabis."

***

[…is that possible?]]

The sword murmured after a long silence. He uttered a harsh, angry voice.

Thousands of people would live in a single castle, and you're taking the place of just the two of them?]

"It's too much for a hero to be alone. But he even had a sorcerer.”

Asher, who was touching the brick, took out a dagger. He put a knife into the brick and began to turn it.

"You didn't have to farm. The Wizard and the Hero. There are many places that need that power, so I went around like mercenaries and made money and bought food."

The food crisis has been resolved. I had the freedom of labor.

"The power of the two is a strong deterrent. "Those who commit crimes must be caught, the confrontation resolved fairly, and the number of those who died unjustly decreased."

The crisis of life has been resolved.

"This place was a real paradise.”

The heroes and the cannabis made their dreams come true. They brought paradise down to the ground.

That doesn't make sense.]

said the sword despondently.

[...]I think it's possible. Considering the power of the heroes you mentioned, it's not impossible at all. It would have been easier if the cannabis intervened.]

Nevertheless, the voice of the sword contained distrust. The reason was simple. Asher could guess.

[Why did you do that?]

"Well."

The powerful give everything for the weak. It is a beautiful word, and it is often told in fairy tales, but it was not possible in real life. Because the strong cannot understand the weak.

But the two gave everything to the weak. It wasn't normal.

I don't remember anyone like that. What a strange time you were in.]

The sword burst into laughter.

Why would a place like that be ruined?]]

"I'm going to find out from now on."

[By the way, what have you been doing?]]

Asher put a sword in the floor and kept spinning. It looked like a pattern. Asher pulled out the dagger.

"Secret passage to get into the city."

[Why?]

"If you just go in, you'll smash your head."

Asher threw the dagger into the city. At the same time that it reached the boundary of the wall, the dagger was smashed. The waves spread and disappeared without leaving even powder.

[…the fault of the city's range of cities? It's worth the name of a sorcerer.]

"There is no fault to the wall, but the city is divided at the moment when the unauthorized person enters."

That may be why there are no search teams back. There was no way to check the inside because it could not enter in a normal way.

"So the secret passage."

Asher punched down the brick. Then a rumble began to open under the wall. The stairs were visible through the open passage.

You know everything.]

"I heard it directly from the guy who made it."

Asher went inside. There was no one in the aisle. It was made for fun in the first place, so it was only natural that only two or three people knew him. Asher asked as if she had suddenly come to mind on the way down.

"By the way, what should I call you?"

You're calling it a sword, aren't you?]

"A little awkward. I think it's better to name it.”

It felt strange to keep calling it a sword. I felt like a madman prosecutor talking to a sword.

"You're not even being heard by anyone else.”

[That's right, Swordmaster wouldn't know] Name.]

asked the sword in a playful tone.

Do you have a name in mind?]

"Name."

There was no name to put on. Asher, who was thinking for a moment, opened his mouth.

"Speaking Sword?"

That's not a name.]

"Then a sword."

You're not going to be a witness?]

"Yes."

Asher nodded. The sword was silent. After a while, he spoke seriously.

Don't give me a name.]

"I don't think it's bad."

[Whispering]

It was a firm voice that I've never heard before. said the sword with a sigh.

You shouldn't give me a name even though you said it for fun.]

"Is there a reason?"

I'm not in perfect condition. If you give me a name like that, it can be fixed if you make a mistake. No. One being shouldn't have more than one name in the first place.]

The sword spoke seriously.

Name is his time. All the feats and histories that you've accumulated are engraved in your name. If you change it carelessly, you can be twisted.]

"I have two."

You don't know. Reincarnation doesn't make sense in the first place.]

"So you have to keep calling me Sword.”

[Yes, the sword is not a form of an object.]

In the end, it meant maintaining the status quo. Asher kicked his tongue down underground and moved forward. To a certain extent, I saw a ladder.

I climbed up the ladder and opened the door. A place appeared in the back alley.

[Inside the city.]

"Yes."

Asher came up.

"I've come inside for now.”

I couldn't see what kind of danger was in this plan now. Asher lowered her posture and looked around the alley, but no sign of popularity was felt.

Asher swept the floor. Footprints were visible. It looked like it hadn't been long since it was taken.

I think there's a person.]

"There's no sign of popularity.”

[Are you dead?]]

"No way. This dead man should have been detected.”

In order for thousands of people to become the dead, the world had to be twisted so much that even ordinary people could feel it. There was no sign of it.

[Finally you have to see it with your own eyes]]

Asher walked slowly down the alley. I passed the wall and the wall and headed for the road. Asher stopped for a moment.

[What?] What's wrong?]

"…you don't feel it."

[...nothing. Is there something?]]

"If you're dead, you'll be detected."

Asher opened her hand and grabbed the sword that appeared in the air.

"Two. It's right in front of you."

At the end of the alley, some Inyoung stood. He bowed his head and could not see his face, but he was not very normal at a glance. The sword groaned.

Really? I can't feel anything. He's popular, he's fresh, and he's got mana. Nothing.]

"That's a headache."

Having gained the sense of Swordmaster, he didn't notice it until he came into view. He's a man who doesn't feel anything. I thought it would be tricky to see it.

Inyoung raised her head at the moment. A blank eye directed at him. Asher grabbed the sword hard.

“…….”

Inyoung bowed her head again without emotion. He ignored it as if he didn't care, as if he didn't exist.

"...Ignore you?"

Asher approached slowly, but the two never responded. I was just blankly guarding the alley.

The two did not move even though they reached the point.

He swung his hand in the field of vision, but could not focus on his eyes staring blankly into the air.

Even if he shook his shoulder, he was shaken like a doll by force, but his consciousness was not visible.

"What is it?"

Asher narrowed her eyes.