Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Whoow."

The gray elf, Arna, stretched out her pen.

"It's finally over.”

The gruesome filing was coming to an end. Arena rubbed her eyes full of dark circles. I haven't slept well in the last few days. I've been really busy organizing the bottom-up owner's affairs.

But that was also over. I could take a rest for a while.

When Arna tried to organize the mountainous documents on her desk, the door suddenly opened.

Yay!

Argh!

The door opened violently and the wind blew in. The documents directly hit by the wind flew in the air and scattered in all directions. Arna turned her eyes away, gazing dimly at the scattered papers.

"…you."

What's wrong with you? Dark Elf.

"I'm not a dark elf. How many times have I... That's enough."

Arna shook her head as she tried to say something to the Ma people who asked with innocent eyes. She was the only one tired when she got angry at that stupid stableman. She picked up the scattered papers and opened her mouth.

"What's going on today?"

Whoo-hoo! Now look!

The mah people reached out in triumph. I saw a worm wriggling a little above it. Arna frowned.

"...you want me to compliment you?”

No! Look at me!

The Ma people protested. Let's take a closer look, it wasn't just a worm. He had a strange spell. Arna realized.

"That's the blow."

Yes! Pedro is back! Hahahahahahahahaha!

The mah people stamped their feet as if they were really happy. A small worm swayed accordingly.

Even though it's small now, it'll get bigger someday! And then you walk around the world with me on your back!

"…why don't you be quiet?"

Arna weighed down on her sick head. I thought it would break because I stayed up all night for a few days, but it hurt even more when I screamed. She glared at the madman with her eyes filled with enthusiasm.

"I've told you many times that you shouldn't come here carelessly."

Hmph! I was encouraged by the great master! Yap!

As the Ma tribe made a short shout, the Ma tribe's body began to be hidden in the shadows, and soon it disappeared. Arna murmured insincerely.

"You're hiding in the shadows.”

Yes! Thanks to you, I can enjoy the world without being caught! Haha! I am free!

"He won't let you go."

Arna murmured, but the Ma people danced with joy as if they could not hear. Arna sighed.

"I don't know why he allowed you."

From the point of view of Arna, the immediate presence was the enemy of the Ma clan and the human race. She could not understand why Geran allowed the existence of the Ma tribe.

E.L.F. can't know the meaning of the great master!

"That's very loyal. Aren't you ashamed that the Maids succumb to humans?"

Does your eyes see you as a human? You must have bad eyesight.

Arna closed her eyes at the mocking mahjong. It was obvious that the head would only hurt if we dealt with it more.

'…I don't know.'

She had not yet trusted Geron. He was an opponent who never even had a proper conversation. I believe in Crocus' judgment, but I was nervous.

"I wish I could do the job as the owner of the bottom.’

He was not able to handle his power properly yet. Crocus, the former owner of the bottom, was perfect for power control, so when I saw Geron, I kept doubting him.

"It would have been very helpful if he were here....”

…you mean that monster?

"If you're talking about Asher, you're right. I wanted to talk more, but....”

Arna murmured with longing. The Ma people withdrew with a sour face.

I don't know why you miss not being human. Wow. It's not like an elf.

"I'm not an elf, I'm a human being."

Knock, knock.

At the moment, someone knocked on the door. The mah people rushed into the shadows. Arna opened her mouth after confirming that Magi's remnants disappeared.

"Come in."

The door opened, and a soldier came in embarrassedly. He was a soldier under Arna.

"What's going on?"

"We have a visitor."

"…I told you I wouldn't accept guests.”

Arna frowned. I refused all visits because I was busy cleaning up. As soon as she was about to burst into a roar, a clear voice rang.

"Don't blame him too much. He couldn't help it.”

Arna's face was hardened by a memorable voice. The soldier stepped aside.

Wearing a simple white dress, a woman who was more of a girl than a woman came inside.

"Long time no see. Arna."

She smiled quietly. Arna sighed. I could see why the soldier couldn't stop it. The woman in front of me was such a person.

"What else? The Holy Lady of the Sun, Vercia."

***

Arna moved in a direction where there was no shadow. Even though he hid Magi, he could not let his guard down to his immediate presence.

"It's too chilly. A very precious body has come."

"You talk a lot when you come to play on a fictional day.”

It was a sharp attitude to deal with a saint, but Berchia didn't care. Arna frowned at Bercia, who sat calmly on the opposite chair.

"What else have you come for this time?"

the first saint in decades

a woman with the divine power to be called the Second Advent of God

She had such a powerful power. Furthermore, the sun god was the most powerful place among religions, so it could not be treated recklessly in the Empire.

But even with the exception of such a position, the woman in front of her was difficult to deal with.

"Hoo-hoo. There's an interesting rumor going around."

Berchia smiled softly and covered her mouth with a fan. The movement was so natural that it was unbelievable that she was a country girl before she became a saint.

"The rumor has it that the lower part of the Empire has been shaken. You can't stand still as a saint, can you?"

"So what do you want?”

Arna asked me dreary. It was not surprising that Berchia knew. They were covering up, but not enough to cover the eyes of the sun god.

"No, I was wondering if you needed some help."

"…Are you teasing me?”

Arna's face became sharp. She gritted her teeth.

"You didn't even answer when you asked for help...!”

I asked for help from the sun god many times, but they didn't even reply. That's why divine power was not prepared to deal with Ma. I can't help you with that kind of subject. He was shameless.

"We've taken care of our own. I'd like you to leave.”

"No. You didn't do it yourself, did you?”

At Berchia's words, Arna's face hardened. Looking at the shaking eyes, Berchia smiled lightly.

"I know. A completely different unknown human being stopped the bottom owner. You were just watching like a folding screen."

"…the eyes of the damn battery."

"Oh, blasphemy? I'm sad that I can't hang on to the hwahyeongdae like before. The tax has gotten too weak.”

"Just go ahead and tell me."

Arna cut off the conversation. It was clear that if we dealt with more, we would only be able to catch weaknesses.

"Simple."

Berchia folded the fan with a cold face.

"Give me his whereabouts and information. This is not a request. It's an order."

"…are you serious?”

"Then would it be a lie?"

"Ha."

Arna laughed. Her eyes began to contain anger.

"… dare you, in the Empire, say that…!”

She raised her hand roughly. The flag began to move outside. Berchia took a step back.

"You have a short temper."

"Go back right now. I will send a letter of protest from the Empire. How dare those who worship the weak God give orders to the Empire?"

Arna growled. In recent decades, the power of God has weakened and human power has begun to increase.

The Empire does not believe in God. A country solely for human beings. Therefore, the Empire rejects the power of God, and does not worship them.

"…I can't help it. I'm going to back off for today."

Berchia turned gently to see if she was willing to fight. Arna put her hand down.

"One question. Why are you looking for him?”

"Is it him? I see how the empire sees him."

"Don't talk nonsense and answer correctly."

"You're not answering my question, you're just getting answers. It doesn't matter."

Berchia gave a strange smile.

"The trust has come down."

"…trust?"

Arna's eyes shook noticeably.

"Why the sun god, who has been silent for decades?"

"We don't know either. Just follow the will. Oh, and you'd better get rid of the dirty stuff in advance."

with a jerk

The door is closed. There was silence. Gradually the mahjong came out of the shadows.

Hey, that's me, right?

"Yeah. You still look like a fox.”

What else is there to say that saints are dirty? The mah people shuddered.

I'm scared. What kind of person is that? Ugh. I think this is more dangerous than the horse harness.

Crying.

Yes, yes, Pedro. Let's stay calm next to the master. It's dangerous out there.

The maids mumbled touching Pedro. Arna frowned.

"…trust."

It didn't make sense. The god, who had been silent for decades, suddenly dropped the trust, and the trust headed for the previously unknown. She bit her lips.

"…I'll be away for a while."

She pulled herself up.

***

"What could it be?"

And in the meantime, Asher was peacefully putting the cheese in her mouth. He was now entering any house in the city and robbing the foodstuffs.

"There's no response to their own food shortages.”

Asher turned to the people sitting blankly on the table. The owners of the house showed no response to him.

When I entered the house recklessly, I saw him, but that was it was the end. He sat still on the table like a corpse, shaking food, whatever he did.

I've been wandering around the city for two days already, but everyone was like this. They just stood idly or repeated the same motion, and showed no response to external stimuli.

They don't even eat food. He doesn't breathe. I can't feel anything. It's just moving. Asher finished eating the cheese and picked up the dagger.

Wedge!

The swinging dagger stopped only in front of the head of the man sitting absentmindedly. Still, the man didn't respond.

"Not responding to the crisis of life."

[Wow. I'm so frustrated. I'm going crazy.]

The sword groaned.

[I know you're doing something, but I can't feel anything. I think you're playing a play by yourself. Is there really something?]

"Then why would I do such a stupid thing?”

The sword still felt nothing. In his own words, he said it was really strange. Even corpses can feel their unique energy, and they can't even feel it, and they can't exist."

"Let's go out again.”

Asher came out. Guards were patrolling the empty city.

I felt something while walking around for two days. They were repeating certain movements. Guards were patrolling, bullies were guarding the alley, and the head of the household was guarding the house.

"…this is in a way an earthly paradise."

They don't respond to the crisis of life, they don't eat food, they don't have to work. The basic proposition was the same. No one would call this paradise on earthly.