Reincarnation of the Sword Master

The woman gently laid down the jerky. Between the dirt on her clothes she saw a black color mixed with pure white.

The attire of the priest, however, was neither the clothes of the Motorola nor the garments of the priest to worship other gods.

The white and black clothing symbolized chaos.

'I know who you are.’

My mouth suddenly became dry. The woman looked alternately at jerky and ash.

"I'm sorry."

She put out the jerky.

"I even tried to save him, but he tried to eat jerky. It wasn't polite. Please take it back."

"No, it's not."

Asher calmly took out the beef jerky, although the reaction was not understandable.

"It's up to you."

The past is the past, the present is the present. I don't want to be tied up.

"I was surprised that Motaria was my destination. I also passed by there.”

"I see."

She mumbled the jerky again like a squirrel with a strangely relieved face.

"Why are you going to Motaria?”

Actually, the reason was obvious. Mariena, there was no way that the congregation could not feel the event of God's own descent into the world. Although she was unusual, she was still in the position of the new building.

In a way, it was natural to meet. Her direction and where he was going were overlapping paths overlapped.

"I have to go there for the people I serve."

She gave an answer as expected.

"I've been in danger of dying many times, but I've been through it thanks to you, so I'm sure I'll be able to get there from here."

"What are you going to do with Monster?"

Monsters roam around on the outside, even though they don't know the inside. She had no way of resisting if she met the monster.

"Isn't it going to work?”

The woman mumbled monotonously. His face was not impressed when his life could be in danger.

"…I told you I came from there."

Asher tore the jerky.

"There's nothing there."

"What?"

The woman blinked her eyes.

"Is that so?"

"It was all broken. There was no one alive, and he and no one else existed."

He made it so but didn't say that part.

"…I see."

The woman nodded her head. The goal that came at the risk of one's life disappeared. It would be a normal person's response to despair or to insist on checking.

"Then I'll have to go back."

However, the woman raised her body with a blank expression and bowed her back.

"Thank you for saving me. I will never forget your kindness."

She started walking slowly, really going back. Asher opened her mouth.

"Can I help you?"

[Uh. What?]

Ensir asked awkwardly, but Asher still chewed the beef jerky. The woman turned again and tilted her head.

"What do you mean?”

It was not a question of why he was helping me, but a question of what he was literally talking about. Asher continued.

"I have business with the beings you serve."

Good for you. Asher said thinking so.

"I'll help you get back, so you can take me to your destination."

"You mean trade."

The place where God is enshrined is more important than life to the believers. Even if her life was in danger, there were no believers who took the unknown, but she nodded softly.

"In that case, I'll take it with thanks."

"This is Asher."

Asher reached out her hand. She tilted her head and reached out with a small voice as if she had realized it.

"My name is Rossellini."

***

"I'll tell you one thing in advance."

Rosellini waved a few times and said,

"I'm not like a normal human being. Maybe, you can do something that you don't understand."

[That's what he says]]

"But it can't be fixed. That's how I'm designed. So I'll tell you in advance."

She went on with a blank look.

"If you feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable with me, please let me know. If you can't hold out, I'll leave. I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"It won't happen."

He knew how she was.

"…Is it really so?”

She murmured and nodded.

"Okay, then, Asher. How do you intend to get in?”

"I don't intend to go to the front gate."

an ant ghost of comparable size to a dragon I didn't mean to take risks when I didn't know what it was like.

"I'm going to go over to the wall."

It's not completely safe there, but it's safe compared to the ant ghost.

"Okay."

Rossellini nodded and stuck behind Asher. Asher walked straight out of the ant ghost's domain toward the wall, the two of them said.

When she felt she was far away, Asher knocked on the wall. The stone wall collapsed with a throbbing sound and vegetation could be seen beyond it.

"Come on in."

The northern tribes were, in a good sense, wary, and, in a bad way, cowards. They set up a giant family to separate themselves from the world, but they try to inspect visitors by building another wall inside.

Click.

Asher's foot stepped on the grass, and something in it was crushed. The grass rises with a tingling sound and the trees fall toward them. Asher waved her hand.

Coo-oong!

Falling trees are pushed under wind pressure. If the walls of the giant were not allowed to invade at that height, anyone could invade the walls of the interior. However, no one could pass through the forest that stretched beyond the wall because it was full of traps from all races.

But it wasn't a popular story for him. The traps popped out every minute, but they were all traps that could be stopped just by opening the curtain of the ring.

Tidy, Diddy, Diddy, Diddy!

The arrows hit the barrier and fell. The amount was so large that it could cover the sky that it deserved to be scared even if it was not a threat to itself.

But Rossellini has not changed as he has so far.

[A little creepy]]

Rossellini was tapping the squirrel at my feet.

[Looks like a human being, but what's wrong with him?]

"That's who he is.”

She wouldn't be embarrassed if Asher suddenly put the sword in. I will stare blankly at the sword.

Asher walked on and on.

***

"Let's rest here."

After about six hours, Asher stopped. Tired of the hard march, Rosellini caught his breath.

"Are you going to take a break?”

"It'll be there by tomorrow. You don't have to overdo it."

"Okay."

Rossellini dusted off his clothes and sat down. Asher took out the pen and stuck it in the ground.

"Stop it."

Keying.

A small cry and a golden light surrounded them. Enemyful things were not allowed to enter.

"The Divine Spirit of the Sun....”

Rosellini looked at the light and spoke to himself.

"Do you have a kite with the sun god?"

"It's not a good kite."

"Is that so?"

Without further questions, she played around with the squirrel that followed her. A few minutes later, the squirrel left, and she nodded her head.

[Sleeping] You don't have feelings. I thought you didn't sleep.]

"Not to that extent."

[Yes, but who are you?]

"What."

He's unusually kind. You've been drawing a line when you've been dealing with women, haven't you? The same goes for Reyka and for Arna.

"I never drew a line. They're the ones I took care of, so I matched them up."

Leica is her current pupil and Arna is the adopted daughter of her previous life. It was not on par with other people.

[Lots of it]

Ansir snorted.

[Sighs] Is that it?]

Asher smiled and shook his head at the strange meaning.

"No, it's not.

He affirmed.

"I've known him before.”

[Really?]

Asher nodded silently and Ensir groaned.

You didn't recognize me at first.]

"It changed from then."

I was half-believed that many things had changed, but I realized by looking at the clothes. That dress was for only one person.

"It changed beyond recognition."

What's she doing? Your words and attire make you look like a new officer.]

"That's a new building."

But I don't feel sacred. What's the new building?]

"The Divine Legation of the Desperate."

[Oh.]

Nsir realized.

The losers that Mariana talked about. And those are what you said?]

"That's right."

beings born deified by human worship, but fallen by human apathy. The gods who no longer maintain their divinity, and have lost their names.

They were lost, but they were once gods. It was highly likely that the gods would know why they were after him.

[Hmm.]

However, N'Sir was reluctant to doom.

How do the fallen ones have a fuse?]

Yeong-rak has not just lost his name. The power to exist, the state of being unbelief. Of course, there is no religious belief.

And how do you keep your presence on the ground when you're gone?]

"I told you they're ugly.”

Asher closed her eyes quietly. He has seen for himself what the gods are like.

"Even most humans accept death calmly when they reach the end of their lives, but not a single god."

Asher uttered in a derogatory voice.

"Gods are really ugly creatures."

***

"It's over."

The next day, Asher took Rossellini out of the forest.

In front of them lay a huge city-sized hut.

"Was Orc land on this side, too?"

It has been decades since he came to the northern part of the country, so it was unknown about the tribes that had arisen. Based on the size of the hut, it was not a tribe that had sprung up in years.

There was another purpose in front of her, but Asher didn't move.

The Orcs and the Elves fight.

It meant that either Oak or Elf had broken the harmony and changed, and it was impossible to know how the two species would react to humans.

"This is where I've been."

Rosellini, who was staring blankly at the hut, murmured.

"Are you all right?"

"There was nothing wrong. It was a tough atmosphere, but he didn't try to hurt it. They were gentlemen."

[Ok gentleman?]

Ansir laughed in vain.

I really don't know.]

"Maybe it's a tribe that doesn't fight."

Not all Orcs and Elves will be at odds. There will still be people who want harmony. The tribe Rosellini met was probably that kind of personality.

Asher headed for Orc's city and Rossellini followed like a puppy.

The city was getting closer, and I heard a sound from inside.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!"

There was a huge roar. Hot heat seemed to spread out even outside the city.

"Mr. Rossellini."

"I don't know. It wasn't like this when I stopped by."

Rossellini shook his head.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

In the meantime, there was a roar inside. Asher kicked his tongue through the guardless door.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

Voices full of murder came from the center of the city. Along the road, you can see a large square, where hundreds of Orcs were gathered.

The orcs held up their weapons in unison.

"Kill the Elves!"

***

"I'm suffocating.”

Rossellini spoke calmly as usual, but his face turned white. The orcs' liveliness and enthusiasm were beyond her control.

Asher bit her back and looked at the Orcs. There was only madness in this place, where the whole Orcs of the city seemed to gather.

It wasn't the Orcs he knew. However, N'Sir seemed to be more welcoming.

[Yeah, this is Oak. How is it that you're a gentleman and you're close to the elf?]

"Kill the Elves!"

The air trembled at the orcs' cry.

It's not good.

With this level of madness, there was no way to respond positively as a human being. Asher shook Rossellini's shoulder.

"You're out for now."

"…yes."

Rossellini staggered at the wall. As soon as they tried to enter the alley, the roar suddenly stopped.

[Oh.]

There was a horrifying silence. Asher turned with a sigh at the gaze stuck on her back.

"It's a spectacular sightseeing.

Hundreds of Orcs were staring at him silently.

[It's creepy again]]

"…human."

Someone said. The word rippled around.

"Human, human, human."

Orcs screamed like beasts.

"Human! Human! Human!"

Madness rippled the waves.