Reincarnation of the Sword Master

Are you serious?]

Ansir continues to ask Asher, who is still closing his eyes. Asher opened her mouth.

"What."

The offer I made to him yesterday. Are you serious?]

"I mean it."

[Huh.]

asked NCIR in a questionable voice.

Why? He's a monster. I've been your enemy for thousands of years. And now you're making that offer?]

"You said it. I've never seen him in years. I'm not gonna lie.

[That's true, but still...].]

Nsir continued to speak in a uncomfortable tone. He has confidence in the Goblin of Tacan, but Asher's suggestion was a proposition that would make even such an Nsir worry.

"The possibility is enough."

He wasn't sure if it would work, but he didn't mean to turn it around.

"As you say, as I thought, he'd do it.

Above all.

"If you don't do this, there's no chance."

Humans have become weak. If the devil really appeared, it would be hard to win the fight.

He was only prepared for him.

[That's true, but...] I don't know.]

Crying.

The door opened and the tacan came in with the paper in his arms.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long. I needed this to explain.”

"Is that a map?"

"Come face to face."

The takan put a piece of paper on the table. a picture of a forest

"A map made by asking humans to do it. It's not perfect, but you can sort it out roughly. Then I'll start explaining."

The takan pointed to the center of the forest.

"There was a crack here a few days ago."

"It's a passage to the magic world.”

"That's right."

Tacan nodded.

a crack in a crack.

The way that the things of the mana can come to the world.

It was here that the owner of the bottom tried to spread it to the world.

"My people were affected by maggie coming from the crack. That's why there are things that don't listen to me."

"That's not a good situation."

"The answer is right."

Monsters are swept away by the darkness of a close race. And the cracks will gradually increase the area.

Inaccessible, but if you stay still, you will be swallowed. If it had gone as it was, the grove of monsters would have fallen into the hands of the mah people.

"But you came."

The takan showed his teeth.

"I could access it by myself, but I couldn't get close because I had some damn things. But it's possible if you help."

"You don't seem to be affected."

Once upon a time, when the Tacan invaded Asher's village, Tacan was also influenced by the horse. Tacan chuckled.

"What do you think my mind is? He's not weak enough to be swayed by such things. It used to be because self-establishment was not intact. It's different now."

The takan grabbed the window. There was no room for movement as if it had been repeated thousands or tens of thousands of times.

"You can break the cracks in it."

The takan hit a window on the map. The center of the forest was torn off.

"There are people who are just standing in my way. They're the problem."

"Monster won't be a problem."

Tacan's power was to easily subdue several oogers. The takan shook his head.

"I'm not talking about monsters who are crazy. As I resisted the horse, so can the others."

Asher, who was reflecting on his words, frowned.

"There's another guy like you?"

"The answer is right."

[Two of these? It's a big deal.]

"But he's not like me."

Tacan exclaimed with contempt.

"He betrayed us. Even though I am awake, I have volunteered to serve as slaves for the Ma tribe to protect the cracks."

"That's why you want me to kill him.

"Snowfall."

The takan twisted his lips.

"He's mine. It's no use trying to rob a traitor."

Tacan pulled out a spear.

"There is a mah next to him. He's the one I want you to take care of."

“…….”

the Mahjong. the devil's servant Asher's eyes sank.

"Is it possible?"

"Yes."

Asher nodded.

"They've got business."

"That's great. Kill them and break the cracks. That's the goal."

"Do you know how to break it?"

"No, you'll find out when you get there."

Asher stared at Tacan silently. Tacan grinned.

"Headache is a headache. We can go check it out, and if it doesn't work, we can step back."

"You're a monster."

The monster's unique simplicity was reflected in the part of his/her hair. Takan smiled and folded the map.

"That's it for the table discussion. It's time to get ready."

The takan opened the door.

"Follow me. Arms."

***

Tacan guided Asher in a large basement outside the human village. Tacan pulled the cellar door and said,

"I let the humans make weapons."

"That's a big liver."

I can't believe we're letting the enemy build weapons. But the takan was snarling as if it were funny.

"What do you think they can do about this place just because they take care of a little piece of wood?"

There was no way that a trained warrior could fight a monster that was hard to deal with, and a civilian could not fight back with a weapon.

Unreasonable worries and anxiety can cause confusion. I'm not such a jerk."

"That's smart, too."

"Come in."

The door opened and smelled strange. As Asher went inside, many weapons were visible on the wall.

"Something made for backup anyway. Take whatever you want."

"Monster's bones are made of monster bones.

"There are other things, but that's most of them.”

There was no iron-specific polishing. Asher caught a dagger. The blade was green as if it were made of Ouger's bones. The blade was quite sharp as if it had been made by a skillful man.

"That's all right."

Asher took out an iron dagger and bumped into a green dagger. The iron dagger was snapped as if it had been hammered.

The iron was hard and strong, but the monster's bones and muscles were firmer than that. It was not for nothing that the monster didn't have a knife in his body.

It was difficult to get the monster because it disappeared for decades, but its value was incomparable.

Asher put down the dagger and held the axe. When I looked closely at the blade, it was wriggling like a creature.

"It was made by mixing the tendons and bones of a troll. They have the ability to recover themselves. How do you make all that stuff?"

"This was the land of monsters."

Monsters disappeared after the Devil.However, their bodies did not disappear. Many other skilled craftsmen came to the grove of monsters to extract bodies.

It was not strange that some of them settled in the village.

"That's enough."

Asher smoothed the wrist brace. There were many things that were hard to deal with even iron weapons.

So change the ball.

You have to take it out before you put it in. Asher pulled the wrist guard forward and gave it strength.

Kick it!

The armor stored on the guard popped out. Spears and knives. And the needles and armor that Asher didn't even know. When the martial arts that had been pouring out without a break stopped, they filled the basement floor and came up one more floor.

[That's enough]]

"That's a lot."

“…….”

Asher herself was surprised. At best, I thought dozens of kinds were stored, but hundreds of weapons were stored.

"Why did you put in your armor again?"

Full plate armour. It was a pretty good armor that made a clear sound when tapped. It's just that armor is useless to him.

"What a store.”

Asher grabbed Ouger's bone knife and took it to the wrist guard. When I closed my eyes and focused my attention, the weapon went into the guard.

Asher began to put in other weapons one by one. Tacan, watching it by the door, muttered.

"You look convenient."

"Very."

It was more convenient for Asher, perhaps because the heroes worked together.

Asher looked down at my hand for a moment and began to put the weapon back in. As soon as they were inserted one by one, more than half of the weapons in the basement had disappeared.

"That's enough."

"Yes."

Asher smoothed the wrist brace. Even if we fought dozens of times, there was no problem. Tacan laughed and took out the window.

"Then lastly, let's have a fight."

Tacan glared at Asher with glowing eyes.

"Monsters are so stupid that they can't practice properly.”

Asher faced the Tacan.

After a moment of silence, Asher pulled a sword from the wrist guard.

"All right."

***

The takan is strong. Previously, he had the ability to beat Leica, and now he is even stronger, and now he is the master of monsters.

a creature that has probably reached a certain point, unrivaled among humans. Muscular conditions and movements of vocal skills are different from humans, so even those who have mastered swordsmanship will be hard to deal with.

But just about that much.

"Kkk!"

The tacan fell over.

Asher looked at Tacan with a sword in his hand.

Tacan smiled up.

"You're strong, too."

The result of the hour-long battle was as simple as twisting a child's wrist. Without allowing a single blow, Asher lightly overpowered the Tacan.

The takan is strong. And certainly, it was growing fast. It's just that Asher is stronger and growing faster.

He may be frustrated by the difference in ability, but there was no sign of despair due to Takan's laughter. I was just motivated.

"You're great, too. That's how I set my goal, so that I can get that pleasure when I win one day."

"You called them fake.”

When Tacan first met Asher, he called everyone else fake. There's only one Asher for real.

The takan grabbed the window.

"I did."

"Since when have you known?”

"I mean, you must have known."

Tacan chuckled.

"Yeah. They're fake. It's a lie."

The takan threw out the window. The afterimage was slow to remain, but Asher lightly grabbed the end of the window and kicked it. The takan was pushed out with a small moan.

"I just realized it. What I want and what humans claim are different. That's why you're worth it."

Asher took a step closer to the sword. Tacan lifted the window and tried to block it, and Asher wrung her wrist. The swaying sword went down the end of the window and tried to cut Goblin's wrist, and Takan turned the window.

As soon as the spinning spear was inserted into the sword, the Tacan raised the spear and the sword tried to escape Asher's grasp.

Asher let go of her hand holding the sword. The sword circled and fell out of the window, and another sword was in Asher's hand.

Whooooooh!

Tacan managed to block it with a window, but his knees touched the ground. Goblin looked up at Asher with eager eyes.

"You are changing. Human beings. We're not going to be like them."

"Don't worry about that."

Asher struck down the sword.

"You can't be if you want to be."

"That's a relief."

Asher pulled the sword together. The takan pulled up his sweaty body.

"That's all right.

"Yes."

"Then tomorrow. You can go to the place you showed me before and wait for me. Oh."

The takan turned round and round.

"Tonight. Do you have anywhere to go?"

"No."

"That's a relief. I'm waiting."

Tacan left with a strange smile.

***

Asher lay still in the house assigned to her quarters.

I’m starting tomorrow. Magi was scheduled to move at sunrise to avoid a stronger night.

I've told you many times, he's really unique.]

The sword murmured in a curious manner.

[Monster and self is established like that and completely suppresses instinct] Goblin is the only one who looks like a human being.]

"Strange guy."

Tacan tries to walk his own way on a Goblin theme. It's not that I'm not interested in anything, but the only thing that matters is my singing skills. I was doing everything for him.

It was as if I were looking at him from the past.

'No. No.'

Tacan was smarter and more reasonable than that. It was impossible for him in the past. He just wields his sword, obeys orders.

"That's a strange guy.”

We met three times already, but we still don't know him. Why do you deal with your singing skills, why do you have your ego? It was all unknown.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door. Asher opened the door.

"…the schedule would have been tomorrow?”

"That's why I'm here."

Goblin. Tacan said in a cheerful tone.

"I heard it from the villagers. I heard you guys are drinking before the battle. In order to cultivate the friendship of each other."

The takan waved his hand. A huge bottle of liquor moved accordingly.

"How about a drink?"