Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

The child spoke boldly. The old man stared down at the child and turned to the man standing next to him.

"Is it a retirement party? Le Penia."

"You think I'm gonna take care of you like that?”

Le Penia folded her arms with a displeased face.

"This kid wants you to teach him how to sword."

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

"Oh, dear. How could you?"

Le Penia muttered and glanced at the old man, but the old man did not see him. The old man made eye contact with the child.

"Oh, my dear.

"Yes!"

The eyes close to grey stared at the old man. said the old man, stroking the child's head.

"Aiya, you don't need anything like that."

The old man knew the child. using the power of a hero that has not been seen for decades a child born in the age of peace Everyone was paying attention and everyone wanted a child.

Such a child was asking him to teach sword art.

"I want to learn swordsmanship!"

The child shouted, clasping his brackish hand. The determined face made them laugh, but the child looked more serious than anyone else.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I wanted to teach you.”

"I see."

Lephenia complained and the old man realized. Why this kid came to him.

"Did you choose me as your substitute?"

The old man murmured casually. A child born with the power of a hero cannot learn the sword of a hero. I don't realize the mystery as if I wasn't allowed to.

All they could learn was the imperial sword like Asher.

"What? No!"

Lephenia was embarrassed and rushed out.

"This kid wants to learn your sword. Your own sword, not the Imperial sword."

"…my sword?"

"Yeah, so don't get me wrong."

There was admiration and envy in the eyes of the child who saw the old man.

"How come?"

"She must have been watching you when you got rid of the Motorola. You must be quite impressed."

One big event for a child, in itself, determines life.

"Uh. I was there, too. Why didn't I see you? Should the swordsmanship be more colorful? Then I need someone to help me....”

The old man ignored Lephenia, who seemed to be listening. The child was staring at the old man. His refusal showed no sign of giving up. It'll stick to you tenacrossly.

my disciple

The old man let out a small spout. I shut my mouth and opened it again.

"Oh, my dear.

"Yes!"

"Many people told me to be a disciple."

But all of them left. He could not stand the imperial sword, and soon wanted to learn the sword of a hero.

"Aiya, can you not change?"

Can you learn my sword without changing? The child grinned broadly at the words.

"Of course! I don't betray you!"

It was a mean remark. The old man smiled lightly at the child's unique firmness.

"Okay, then you're my disciple from now on. Child, tell me your name."

"I'm Chariot!"

The child grinned broadly.

***

"Oh. I really didn't want to use it.”

The storm of power surged as Chariot swept his hand roughly.

"I'm climbing without a bottom."

"Geez!"

Quetton tried to exert his power urgently, but he couldn't come out like a blocked bank.

Whoo-hoo!

"Gasp!"

Quetton was hit by a storm and flew into a tree. The sound awakened Asher from his thoughts.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Quetton shook his hand in a fit. The space was forced open and the sword of light rushed out. dozens and hundreds of swords It was a scene where the myth seemed to be reproduced in front of his eyes, but Chariot shook his hand as if he was annoyed.

"Get out."

Swords are trampled and broken. Enshir whistled at the sword bursting with intangible power.

[압도적이네.]

그녀의 힘은 이전. 바란다와 함께 있던 여자의 힘과 같았다. 무형의 힘. 하지만 그 격은 천지차이였다.

[왜 안 썼던 거냐?]

“본인은 싫어하니까.”

공간이 짓눌리고 왜곡이 뚫린다. 수 초도 지나지 않아 튀어나온 검들이 전부 사라졌다. 멍하니 주저앉은 퀘튼을 향해, 채리엇이 손을 펼쳤다.

“가라.”

Quetton's body bent to memory and disappeared beyond view.

"Oh, it's a mess. When can I fix this again?"

Chariot patted his shoulder. The women have been running away for a long time. Only Asher and Chariot remained on the collapsed ground.

"He's done it. You. Your name?

"Asher."

"Asher, Asher. Hmm. That's not what I thought.

Chariot straightened his back.

You said "over here, right? What's your purpose?”

You said you couldn't let him in a moment ago, but now you asked for the purpose. Asher spoke in a mild manner.

"Red Elves."

“……”

He stopped while tapping his waist. However, he repeated the beating of the waist again.

"Okay, then come in."

[What's wrong with him?]

Chariot swung his hand through the door and went inside. Asher followed suit.

The moment I stepped into the castle, an unpleasant sensation hit me. a sensation that I've felt several times I stopped for a moment, but I went inside again, making fun of my feet.

“…….”

Enshir, who felt inside the castle, said Ho and Gam.

[Inside is practical again]]

The exterior was the height of splendor, but the interior was stark. Without any particular decoration or design, it was equipped with only the things needed to survive.

"Come out."

Chariot's voice rang in the castle. After a while, a strange-looking machine flew into the sky with a sound of gazing.

"Light snacks and tea. Two servings."

Going.

As soon as Chariot finished speaking, the machine flew over there.

"This way."

She entered a space that looked like a reception room. As soon as she sat on the chair, the machine flew back. On top of it lay refreshments and tea.

"Is it raspberry today? I don't know the standard.”

She mumbled and put the refreshments on the table. Asher sat opposite.

She laughed.

"Long time no see, teacher."

***

Chariot giggled. His affectionate eyes turned to him.

"I never thought I'd see you again. Because my teacher is a human being, I didn't think I'd see her until after death."

Her voice was not a question, but a deep conviction. The strong conviction that Asher was the captain of the guards of the past.

"You've noticed it.”

"I can't mistake my teacher's sword.”

Chariot said it was natural, but those he has seen so far have not. Highban, giant India, and Walters also witnessed his swordsmanship.

But they didn't think Asher was the captain of the guard. Similar people, similar swordsmanship, were certainly near impossible.

But reincarnation was so impossible that they denied the truth.

But Chariot was sure.

"I watched my teacher's sword, all of it."

She murmured with dreamy eyes.

"I don't know anyone else, but I don't recognize them. I'm the only student of my teacher."

She learned his sword. I copied, I trained. So she knew better than anyone else. That swordsmanship can't be the same, it's more impossible than reincarnation.

So she was convinced that Asher was her teacher.

"And besides, I didn't think my teacher would just die. What are you doing in the Empire? I've done something about the sword."

"Check?"

Come to think of it, Arna murmured so much when she first saw his sword. I asked her, but she just turned around and didn't answer.

"Oh, don't you know?"

Then she asked with a surprised look on her face.

"Aranna. Haven't you met her?”

"I've met him, but he hid his comments.”

"Well… I don't think so. It was a mess in the Empire. There's plenty of reason to hide it."

"Do you know?"

He had never been called a sword in his life. But the sword that Arna was talking about was definitely referring to him in the past.

"Well."

Chariot chewed the raspberry with an ambiguous face.

"If you say yes, I know, but it's ambiguous."

"You must have issued a gag order.”

It was only natural that Arna could not say. That's why you can't tell him. Chariot was positive and denied at the same time.

"I've been ordered to remain silent, but the reason I don't speak is different from him. You're the master anyway, aren't you? What's the point of a gaggle. Just…."

She smiled awkwardly.

"I can't say anything either. If I tell you, I'm sure you'll call me crazy. You'd better go see it in person.”

Chariot sipped the car.

"If I know who my teacher is, I'll show you Arena.”

She seemed unwilling to speak. Chariot smiled a playful smile.

"Let's forget about this hard story, but let's talk about it. Teacher. What is it? Did you get any tips? But that's not who you are, is it?”

Asher doesn't want reincarnation. Chariot was also convinced of that.

"I didn't mean it. Things got in the way.

"Red Elves. Finding them, for his sake?”

"You know it well.”

I knew why God was after him. Then, it was time to know why he was after him.

"I've been looking forward to it a little bit, but it's very consistent.”

Chariot muttered with a slightly flat face.

"The teacher really hasn't changed. Although the appearance has changed completely.”

"And you look the same. Other than that, it changed a lot.”

Chariot smiled awkwardly at the words that meant a lot.

"Is it weird, too?”

"Because you hated your power."

She had been captured by Motorola because of the power of her hero. When Asher and Le Penia heard the news and entered, they were about to be put on the operating table and dissected.

Because of him, she hated her power. He controlled the use of force with a sense of resistance, and tried to live a human life even though he could extend his life by himself.

But now she was no different than 20 years ago.

"That's right. I hate my power."

Chariot looked up at my wrinkled hand.

"I hate it even more now. I wish I hadn't had this kind of power from the beginning.”

She chuckled. It was a crazy laugh.

"But I can't throw it away. I'm the only one who can protect her. Not without me."

"That's why you're here.”

"Well, that'sure.

"If you choose, I'm not going to meddle."

Asher's subdued eyes headed for Chariot.

"But do you have any regrets about that choice?"

After all, she was tied up here. She sacrificed herself for Le Penia.

“…….”

Chariot smiled softly.

"It's been a long time since I've been worried. As expected, teacher. Nothing changes.”

"Don't turn around and answer.”

"Don't worry. Regret... It's not that I don't have it, but it's my choice."

"Then I respect you."

He's his student, but Chariot is his student. Her choice is all hers. He doesn't meddle if he's satisfied with himself.

"I'm glad to see you after a long time. Chariot. He's my only disciple."

"Nice to meet you too, teacher. My proud teacher."

She smiled at her teacher, whom she had met for the first time in decades.

"It's late today. You're not in a hurry, are you?

"There is room."

It wasn't that I didn't have a day's rest. Chariot knocked on a flying machine next to him.

"Then sleep and go. They'll show you the bedroom."

"I will."

The machine buzzed around Asher. Chariot grinned.

"Oh. Master. Master is the third human being to come here.”

"…so is he.”

Asher burst into laughter. As the machine advanced, Asher followed.

"Oh, let me ask you one thing."

She said with the remaining raspberries in her mouth.

"You're not here for Le Penia, are you?"

Asher nodded quietly.

I expected that. Poor Le Penia. Chariot mumbled and waved his hand.

"Good night, teacher."