Reincarnation of the Sword Master

Asher caught the sword. I waited with all my senses alive.

“…….”

But nothing happened. The dragon did not show up.

[What?]

"Well."

Asher thought for a moment and clenched her fist. The muscles of the arm rippled, and the moving fist struck the outside of the jaw.

Ugh!

The scaffolding rolls like waves. The wavelength spreads in all directions and the sound echoes.

What are you doing?]

The sword was frightened, but Asher waited still. A few minutes later, the scaffolding regained stability and became like a calm sleep again.

But the dragon did not show up.

“…….”

According to records so far, the dragon flew immediately when an intruder appeared. But the intruders come in, and they don't show up in this mess?

"…I have to go in first.”

Staying still won't do anything. The cry came from within the castle.

Asher moved toward the huge castle.

As I walked along the street, I looked over the houses nearby, but I could not feel any signs of popularity. There was no one inside.

Finally, I stepped into the castle. I felt a vibration on the floor. Asher lowered himself and touched the floor.

Heart beating. Heart beating.

A huge heart was coming up from underground through the air and walls. Asher frowned.

"It's a little small."

If it were a common dragon, it would have been able to feel the vibrations even before it entered the castle.

"Strange."

Isn't that a little guy?]

"There is no way that a dragon that has not even grown up will be able to settle in the territory of a dragon killer. I've got to go.”

Meeting a dragon is a suicide, but it was not enough to get out of it. If it's a cliff in front and back, then we'll have to go somewhere where we can get to the bottom of it.

[It's barren.]

Asher headed underground, the sword looked around and murmured.

St. without any decoration or design. I'm getting depressed.]

"Dragon Slayer didn't care about anything but the dragon."

He was not extravagant. It was not often on land. I just went hunting for dragons.

"So he was a great lord.”

He left everything to experts and did not deal with bluffing and power. Some might be willing to take care of their own interests in the bystanders, but few would have done such a thing in front of a hero.

Of course there was some corruption, but they were all torn to death.

Asher touched the floor again. Power flows down the shoulders and arms. Soon, a huge force spreads to the floor by hand.

Coooooo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

The marble floor shakes uneasily. It becomes a huge roar and moves on walls and air. Asher's hands are off.

Heart beating. Heart beating.

The sound of the heart echoed at a calm pace as before.

"Are you still not coming?"

This castle is dragon's dragonfly. It was the deepest heartland. If he made such a fuss there, he had to scream and run.

But it was still not showing up. Asher frowned.

"This narrows it down."

One. The dragon is in its sleep phase. But this was less likely. It's normal to wake up as soon as an intruder appears, even if you're in the sleep zone of sleep.

Second, there's no dragon here. It was simple to think that the sound of the heart was something other than a dragon, and that crying was not a dragon's cry. But if you make such a fuss, what should show up won't change.

Then last one.

[Dragon Slayer] You're not in a state of contention with him.]

“…….”

The dragon appeared for revenge and succeeded in killing the murderer. But after the battle, he became weak and is taking a rest.

The chances were the highest. The cause of the sudden disappearance of the murderer was also explained.

"Do you really think so?"

There was no record of a dragon appearing. If he had fought the dragon, the aftermath should have been visible everywhere, but he could not be seen either.

But the dragon has already settled in here without anyone knowing.

"I feel uncomfortable."

It is not a normal situation. The location of the rare, the situation.

Asher kept walking and arrived at the huge door. When I pushed the door, the sword immediately expressed admiration.

[Oh. This is no joke.]

"You still have bad hobbies."

This was a stuffed room. There is only one creature to be stuffed by the Yongsar.

[One, two, three...]How many are there?

"I remember more than ten.”

You're a real monster. It wouldn't be impossible to stop him from being here.]

Park Je-sil was about half the size of the castle. Because the size of the dragon was huge, it was impossible to store it if it wasn't this much.

But it's all ripped.]

All the stuffed dragons were torn apart.

[The dragon ripped it?]]

"No."

Asher, who was looking at the traces, said quietly.

"It's a human rip.”

The traces contained feelings that he could recognize. The stuffed animals were torn to shreds without any intact parts. anger, despair, and something else.

"Did Dragon Slayer rip it?"

Dragon stuffed. There is no man but a hero who can tear. Dragon Slayer was more likely to have torn it.

"But why?"

Dragon Slayer used to save the stuffed room so that no one could access it. Park Je-sil was the only place he showed affection on the land, which he was not interested in other than the dragon.

[I think it'll be useful if you take this. Aren't you going to take it?]

dragon leather

It's too cold to be useful, but Asher shook her head.

"It's heavy."

There are few who can smelter, and there is no way to take it. It was practically a gyeran. He had a taste for the sword, but he didn't suggest more if he knew it.

Asher went to the back of the stuffed room and pushed the wall. The wall was pushed back and the underground door was visible.

Heart beating. Heart beating.

Hearts echoed louder through the door.

Asher went underground.

***

Heart beating. Heart beating.

As I went down, my heart was loud and close. My feet were shaking to the vibration. asked the sword curiously.

Why did you build this basement?]

"Place to make stuffed."

Oh, that's what happened. Is that why it smells like blood?]

Asher stopped on his way down. A huge armor appeared in front of him with a thud.

[Rare must be right]]

"Guardian."

a knight guarding the dragon's nest The Guardian pulled out the bayonet. Asher took the sword and lowered her posture.

The Guardian flew a heavy body and swung the sword. Asher twisted the sword away. He climbed up to the head of the Guardian to avoid flying pieces of stone and poked a crack in a crack.

Coo-oong!

Looking at the falling Guardian, Asher put the sword in.

[Something familiar.]

"I heard it from someone I know.”

I didn't expect the flippant knowledge to be really useful. Asher went further down the Guardian. And there was a nodule.

[There's one more]]

Asher touched the scaffold. I felt a resistance to push him away with a roar, but it wasn't very strong. It was fragile with a little effort.

However, Asher narrowed her eyes instead of breaking them.

"…human defections?"

It's not a dragon's way, but a human magic standard. It was crude. It is a texture that is broken by touching it lightly, and sticking it on the surface as if it were the first person to make it.

But I could see the urgency.

"What is what?"

Asher gave her hand a boost. The scaffold breaks and disappears like dust. The sound of a heart is heard right in front of me. Asher stepped into the basement.

Heart beating. Heart beating.

I hear the sound of a heart. And the object is also seen.

[Come on.]

“…….”

There was a huge white oval object in the basement. The sound of a heart was coming from there.

"Al?"

***

Heart beating. Heart beating.

"Sword."

The eggs are beating as if they will hatch soon. I can hear the cries intermittently. Asher asked the sword quietly.

"Do you feel anything around here?"

[...no. Nothing. That egg is the end.]

"The object of the conclusion. Read it."

The presence of the sword expands. It reads the owner and the object of the externally extended nodule. said the sword in a calm voice.

[Failure] The eggs are coming from that egg. That means you can get out if you break that egg.

"You think you'd break it?”

[No.]

The sword said firmly.

[Breaking it in this situation is an idiot]]

We've arrived at Rare, and all we have is a dragon's egg. I can't feel any other dragon. If you break down the egg, you can get out of it.

"I don't know."

Dragon is a creature with no family love, but the eggs before hatching care more than my life. A race that does not even go out of the rare until the eggs hatch.

But there were no dragons here. As time passed, Asher took out the sword.

[Breaking it?]

"There's no other way."

I had no choice but to break it to get out. The sword did not stop him because he knew it.

No, it's uncomfortable.]

Asher slowly approached the egg. As soon as it reached the point of the egg, one side of the wall suddenly broke.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

Asher bounced the fragments around the intangible curtain with her ring. A voice came from the broken wall.

"Is this the right place?"

"Yes, I can feel the power here."

"Ah. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...”

"Calm down, Badrich. What the hell are you scared of?”

The dust subsided and the opponent was seen. He looked familiar.

You're the hero's descendants.]

"...you? Why are you here?”

The man who introduced himself to Wadara's face hardened when he saw Asher. He tried to say something to Asher, but turned to where his heart was beating.

"Oh…."

He looked at the dragon's eggs as if he were possessed. Badrich's face became more and more pale.

"Not good. This is bad. It's really bad."

Badrich clenched his teeth.

"We gotta run! You can't stay here any longer!"

It was a different attitude from previous self-confidence. murmured that the sword had come to mind.

[That was a wizard]]

The outside world saw the scaffolding and realized what a dragon was like. Bardrich continued to persuade Bardrich, but Bardrich pushed him away.

"Don't worry. I am a hero's descendant. It's not just a dragon. You."

The wind glared at Asher with wild eyes.

"Get out. That egg belongs to us!"

"As you please."

Asher stepped down. It didn't matter who broke the egg, the grain would break.

No. It was better for him to break them. Dragon rage is scary.

"Wait a minute."

The woman caught the wish that approached Al.

"…that egg will hatch soon."

"So?"

"Why don't you fight after hatching? Isn't it sad to kill an unborn, helpless creature? I don't think it's a hero's job."

What's she talking about? Are you crazy?]

"Oh, no!"

The sword burst into laughter, and Badrich was frightened.

"We need to break it down! That's not supposed to hatch!

"It's noisy!

The wind burst into a roar.

"What a hero is afraid of a dragon! We're a hero! always act with pride and confidence. "

I hope what I said is satisfactory, and I put the sword into the ground with a happy face.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but it's still enough to promote the feat."

[They're crazy, aren't they?]

"That's it."

Asher caught the sword. I gave way to breaking it, but the story changed if I wanted to wait for it to hatch. I crumpled my face in the approaching Asher.

"How dare a humble man interfere in the path of a hero? It's too bad you let it go."

The sword of Wada was filled with light, and the woman clenched her fist. The man in black was stained with darkness.

Asher took a step, and stopped. And slowly began to back up.

"You're late."

"Are you scared now? I won't let you....”

cheap as dirt

The breaking sound rang. They looked back.

Gold was spreading on the eggshell. Every time what was inside moved, the gold spread more and more widely on the surface.

Badrich collapsed in despair.

"Ah. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I could see the dragon's eyes through the crack.