Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"This is good.”

Caius poured the refreshments into his mouth. Laika was disgusted by her undignified behavior.

"Let's have a bite, shall we?"

"In front of a noble nobleman, this is disrespectful. I'm sorry, but I don't know how to behave because I'm a low-class person, so could you teach me one by one?"

"Crazy."

Laika snorted. It was only a few encounters, but she could know. Cayers and she are, by nature, different types.

"If you're going to say shit, get lost."

"I'm joking. I'm joking. I don't know how to take it in moderately.

Cayers licked the powder on his hand and looked at Leica with strange eyes.

"But I didn't know you'd accept it."

Leica shrugged her shoulders without changing her expression.

"I want to know.”

"Well, I'm glad you worship him, and I was afraid you'd rather attack me."

"Honor?" No, it's not like that. Just respect."

"You're not that cute, are you?"

"What makes you decide what I want?”

Laika grumbled. Arna's persuasion did not antagonize her, but she did not trust Cayers yet.

"If you don't want to get stabbed, you'd better not talk nonsense.”

"It's scary to hear a monster say that."

Cayers giggled. Leica is definitely strong but still immature. He was just cute as the head of the intelligence organization.

The atmosphere was brutal. The first meeting was not very good, and the purpose of each other was completely different.

Leica respects Asher, and Cayers tries to dig into Asher's back. It was strange to the extent that it was not opposed.

"Let's get down to business."

Arna quietly mediated between the two.

"We're not here to do this, are we?"

"Yeah, yeah. What's the point of standing me up? Calm down, miss."

Cayers spoke with a grain of salt. Leica slowly took her breath away.

"There are three of us, right?”

"Who else is there?”

There were three people in the house where no one was coming. Cayers, Leica, and Arna. There's only one reason they're all different.

"Then what is he?"

To know about Asher.

There was only one.

"A human being after God. a man who knows a hero It's your turn to tell me. Monster Lady."

"Me?"

Leica pointed at her finger and crumpled her face.

"Why me?"

"After all, you're the only one who knows his childhood here. Tell me. You said you lost his memory. When did it start to be like it is now?”

"Well."

Leica muttered with a reluctant look.

"I feel like I'm telling you off."

Cayers grinned.

"You think he cares?”

"That's not true."

I would have said casually that you should take care of yourself. Even without seeing it in person, it was clear.

"Then tell me. When did you lose your memory?”

"A little more than two years ago?"

"…she? Really?"

"Why do you lie?"

"That's not true."

Cayers groaned. He thought at least ten years had passed. There is only one reason.

"In just two years?"

Asher's swordsmanship has reached the stage. I could understand even if I had devoted decades to him. But only two?

"Oh, you continued to do the sword before you lost your memory, didn't you? It was carved into the body, and it was able to rise quickly....”

"No, I didn't hold it in my black hand until then.”

"Phew."

Caius, whose reasoning was broken, smacked his appetite.

"That doesn't make sense."

"But it actually did. So he deserves to be respected.”

"As expected… Asher."

Arna murmured with a hazy face. Cayers crumpled his face.

"I feel like I'm alone in a cult. So, how long did it take you to get to the point of the sword? A month ago?"

"From the first day I lost my memory."

"...what the hell are you talking about?”

"Really? In my standards, Asher's sword itself didn't change much then or last time I saw it.”

"Star."

Cayers shook his head.

"…all right, let's say that's true."

This is beyond the bounds of his understanding. It was obvious that he would suffer alone if he thought more about it.

"Let's move on to the sword. Let's talk about his knowledge. You knew about Doppelganger and Goblin, right?”

"Yes."

Arna, who had been silent, opened her mouth.

"I knew about the characteristics and weaknesses of the doppelgänger and the characteristics of the goblin."

"It's a piece of information at that age.

Both Doppelgänger and Goblin are species that disappeared more than 50 years ago. Asher, on the other hand, is a child still under twenty.

"But it's not impossible. The books and the literature that they've written are not gone."

All Asher's actions are the information in the book. Surprisingly, it was possible if you had read the relevant books.

"If you know information that's not even recorded... Knowledge itself doesn't matter."

"Ah."

Laika, who suddenly remembered something, opened her mouth.

"Looking at it."

"Why. What happened?”

"When Goblin came in, Asher and I went to catch them. At that time, Asher said that Goblin sleep long but deep.”

Then he went to Goblin's hut and killed several and returned. That was the question for Leica.

"Since then, I've looked up some literature and found nothing like that. Can't I find it?"

"I've never heard of that before. There's a lot of records and there's a lot of diversity, so you may not know."

"Is that so?"

Leica also made no small response to Caius's trifling remarks. Only Arna was shocked.

"What's wrong with you?"

Laika responded belatedly. Arna managed to regain her composure and slowly opened her mouth.

"What you're talking about is something that the Empire has only recently learned."

"Well, really?”

"What?"

"The information was not recorded 50 years ago. It's a valuable piece of information that we've only learned from a guard who risked his life to enter Goblin's hut. We were going to sort it out and let the outside world know."

"…that's what Asher knew?”

"Let's get this straight for a second."

Cayers barely managed to say, crushing his forehead.

"As soon as I lost my memory, I got on the edge of my sword."

It's like a perfect sword to beat Caron. The land that can be reached after decades.

"And I know what no one knew."

Information that I didn't know 50 years ago, which I've only just recently learned, about the characteristics of Goblin. I already knew it.

"…what is he doing?”

I had no choice but to say so. Cayers murmured despondently.

***

Asher put the disembroidered squirrel meat on the bonfire. Sizzling the meat began to ripen.

'I don't know.'

The bonfire is violent, eating the falling oil. Asher was staring blankly at the shaking flames.

Highban has left. Without finding an answer, he denied himself and went on the road with a blank face.

He denied everything he had built. Asher did not understand and did not want to understand. I didn't want to know how desperate the act was.

"Sword."

[Why.]

The sword, which had been silent even when Hiban revealed everything, finally opened its mouth. Asher said, turning the squirrel meat upside down.

"You can solve his question."

It's similar.]

"Then tell me. Is he a sodmaster?"

[…….]

The sword was silent. It was a silence that felt somewhat reluctant. said the sword with a sigh.

[You don't have to know the answer]]

The sword continued, as if he had put everything down.

He's on the verge. He pioneered it on his own. I'm a sodmaster and I don't think it's that important.]

"But it's important to you."

Asher rummaged through the bonfire.

"It's important to me, too.

[…that's human.]

The sword gave up its tongue.

[I'm setting the mood like this, but I can't give you a proper answer. I don't know it right either.]

"You've only answered well so far."

I know everything about the black sword." In fact, it is not wrong so far. But I can't believe I can't answer now.

said the sword in a tearful tone.

I know everything about the sword. In this world, even Swordmasters and gods don't know better than I do. However.]

said the sword in a curt tone.

The area of the battery is limited to the sword.]

"You're not a sodmaster.”

[…….]

The squirrel meat was cooked under the quiet silence. Asher took out the skewers and bit the meat.

[Wouldn't it matter] Honestly, I don't want to tell you that. Poor information can cause confusion, but I personally don't like it.]

The sword murmured low.

[Sodmaster...] It's not wrong by definition. There was a time when we called it Swordmaster.]

It was a word with a lot of meaning.

One thing I can tell you is that your hero has existed before.

"Are you talking about ancient times before?"

I think it's right. You say it all over them, but it's definitely. Those who are not bound by the law, such as the owner of the bottom, the mad king of the marijuana or the kingdom of Ravia, and the hyban called the Swordmaster.

said the sword in a serious voice.

They're all the same.]

"Same? I don't understand."

A sorcerer is a magician. Even the king of the Kingdom of Rabia had used a curious force before he went mad. And Highban is Sodmaster.

But we're the same. It was hard to understand.

[Same thing] It'same. It was quite different from my memory, so I didn't recognize it. Besides, that's not what we call it in our time.]

said the sword.

I called him a perfectionist.

"Complete."

Asher muttered. The sword was positive.

Yeah, but the number, the perception, and it's a lot different from my time. That's why I can't say anything because I don't know why they're twisted and twisted.]

The sword grumbled complainingly.

It's changed too much. No matter how long it's been, there's no reason for that to change.]

The sword murmured in a strange tone.

Maybe that's why you can't use the auror.]

“…….”

Asher raised her hand. The sense of creating an oracle before reincarnation is still alive. I applied force to the sense, but nothing came out.

"Maybe…."

[No.]

The Sword said firmly that he had guessed Asher's idea.

You're a sodmaster. There's no room for denial, there's no room for odds and ends. That's the truth, so don't think about it.

“…….”

Asher blew his fist. The sword murmured in a questionable tone.

But why are they after you, the Ma and the Ma people?]

"I don't know."

Asher shook her head. The Sindo Ma tribe was also aiming for him. The reason was unknown.

Touching the soul is impossible for gods and maids. But how do you know? It's strange.]

"It's a lot of trouble.”

Suddenly, the last words of Shevanat came to mind.

'Where you go, what you aim for, whatever you want, you will achieve nothing! We! The will of the great God will block your way!’

“…….”

Full.

The skewer is broken. The squirrel meat fell into the bonfire and caught fire violently.

'Bothering things.’

What mattered to him was his path, neither God nor the Ma people. In this life, I was thinking of walking alone without being bound up like a previous life.

But God, the Ma people kept interrupting. He was trying to obstruct his way. Emotions began to ebb.

'It's annoying.'

I've already felt emotions that I've rarely felt in my previous life many times in my life.

"Elf."

Asher looked down at the bonfire.

"Will they know?"

There's a possibility. But I'm not sure. They're the most soul-friendly people on the planet, but you're another case.]

"All right."

It was enough if there was a possibility.

"I have to go to them.”

[That's an excellent choice] When I meet them, I can find a way to write an oracle....]

"I'm not interested in coming up.”

[He, really?]

The sword answered in a sullen tone. Asher put a branch into the campfire.

Reincarnation is not a miracle, luck, or God-given opportunity for him. It's just an unknown thing.

It was natural to find the reason for the mystery. So far, I have delayed it because I have something to do in my own way, but I didn't have to or thought about it anymore.

Why does the Ma clan know him? Why is God after him?

Why did he come back to life?

[First of all, where are they? We've never seen each other before.]

"Not here. Over there. It's in the North."

A place where all races live in harmony, a separate world.

And the territory of Repenia.

The destination has been decided.