Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"If you were to be brave, what would you do?”

"I'll try to have a conversation.”

The relationship between them and the assassin was not bad. Although he was infertile, he did not antagonize other heroes or refuse to attend the meeting.

But if the murderer was twisted like the bottom owner, Crocus.

"…what if I attack?”

"Lephenia, do you think you can escape from the assassin's attack with your power now?”

"Well…."

Lephenia blurred the end of the horse. There was no clear answer. Asher calmly swung the sword as if she knew it would happen.

"I suppose so. Then verification comes first."

They could see the castle of the Highlands. The castle was also distorted by darkness, like a village.

"…the last name of the murderer?"

"That's what it looks like.”

The castle, which shows the darkness of the lump, was apparent, except that Asher saw the castle of the mercenary. The color was black.

"You're here?"

On the wall, the one-armed Dragonian was drinking the whole bottle.

"Hi? Damn human beings."

"I guess your arm hasn't recovered.”

"What kind of lizard am I? Play it as if it's been cut off."

Dragonians fell off the wall and stood in their way.

"The man who killed his own people."

The bloodshot eyes headed for Asher.

"I'll kill as much as you.”

"I'm of the same race as Dragonian and Hatchling. That's a perfect match.”

"I think we're mistaken, but we're born with the appearance of Haitling. As you grow up, you become more and more human."

"…I see."

He couldn't have known the birth of Dragonian and the appearance of his infancy. I just believed it was a dragon's child because it was a figure of Haitling.

"Then why didn't you protect me? It would have been better to protect it yourself, not just one shallow fault.”

It was considered strange then, too. His name was Haitling, the child of a dragon, but there was no one but the Guardian to protect him.

Dragonian spouted out roughly.

"That's none of your business."

"I don't know your situation either."

He aims to get in here, and Dragonian tries to stop it. There was only one thing for each other to do.

"Ah, damn it. I'm so annoyed I'm going to die.”

Dragonian giggled and opened his only arm as if he was going to accept something.

"Father, please protect your son."

But nothing happened. There was no atmosphere of darkness, and transcendental power did not penetrate Dragonian.

"Look, people. This is my father."

Dragonians burst into laughter.

"You're so mean. Father."

He looked up at the wall with remorseful eyes.

"No matter how many tools I have, it's still your child. Your blood is a natural bloodline. Can you do this to a child like that?”

Dragonian shook his body with his fist. An angry voice reverberated everywhere.

"They are also your friends! Then don't go after humans from the beginning! I'm also your son!"

Darkness trembled like a vacuum in the voice. Lephenia swallowed her saliva in a deep emotional voice.

"…this is a little unexpected."

Dragonians seemed to hate or hate their father, the murderer. The waves of emotion swirled to the point of being tangible.

"But I'm also your tool. I can't refuse your command. It's funny."

Dragonians, who had been giggling for a long time, turned their eyes to them.

"Hey, man, I have a question."

He spoke in a derisive voice.

"What do you think you are?"

Le Penia's eyes shook when asked by Dragonian. standing in front of her unable to answer, Asher said.

"It's human.

That hasn't changed. He was a human being. Dragonians' laughter deepened.

"That's normal. But he is a dragon and a human. I'm not sure what I am among them. It's a dragon of its own to be a human being, and a dragon is a human being to be a dragon."

There was nothing to think about who Dragonian was talking about.

"Don't you think it's stupid? Whatever it is, it's who you choose yourself."

"I've chosen myself....”

Le Penia recounted Dragonian's words. Dragonian continued to puke as she slowly resolved to do so.

"That's why he hates us, his own blood. They know it's a contradiction, but they hate us. I'm a madman who can't be anything."

The darkness began to tremble. Asher caught the sword at the fluctuating wave of power.

"I can't stand being born into such a madman's tool.”

"I'll figure out what's going on in the house.”

Whatever emotion Dragonian had, he couldn't understand it. There was no reason for him to meddle.

"If you don't like your father that much, get out of my way."

"I can't do that."

Dragonian opened his hand. The darkness closed in.

"I told you, I'm a tool. No matter how much you don't like the owner, you have to move according to the owner's intentions are the tools.”

The darkness of the house breaks down and digs into the ground. The ground shakes like an earthquake.

"I am a tool to protect my father. I will fulfill my role as a tool."

The reptile's eyes glistened.

"So I'll borrow it. Please take it like this much. Father."

Coooooooooong!

The ground is broken. Even a huge hole pierced the floor. The entire city of the Highlands collapsed.

Cuaaaaaah!

"…uh."

Lephenia clenched her teeth to the ringing cry. A huge presence rose from the dead land. A shadow obscured them.

The great darkness clumped together into a skeleton. Being without flesh opened my mouth.

"…Ma-ryong!"

Lephenia cried in dismay.

***

Crazy Arcade.

Marong, who raised himself, poked his front foot on the ground. Asher punched in the swirling dust.

Bam!

The force of the swing of the fist blew the dust and cleaned the air.

Crying.

Maryong burst into tears with an open view. Le Penia bit her lips in a slow-moving giant.

"The Darkness was achieved by the power of Maryong.”

"I was wondering where you put the body, and it was here.”

The body of a dragon is a valuable material. There were many who coveted the unusual dragon's body, but none of them knew where it was personally taken care of by the assassin. So far I thought it was just stuffed, but it wasn't.

"The Bourne Dragon."

The Dragon of Death made from the Dragon's corpse.

Le Penia groaned.

"Not good. When was the last time you saw that?”

"In Maryong's day, there were two of them. I remember you took care of one of them."

"Yeah. It wasn't a strong dragon, but it was pretty tricky."

The Bourne Dragon was akin to the human lychee. When the wizard became a post-rich, he was able to handle magic that was stronger than he was in his life. Dragon wasn't much different.

Marong was the one who burned the world before his life. If he had been strong after his death, he would have been strong, not weak.

Big.

Eyesless eyes were directed at them, and at the same time, magicians were painted countless times in the air.

Kei-ing.

Dozens and hundreds of magic lines overlap and unfold in splendor. Lephenia bit her lips with the force inherent in it.

"Asher."

"I know."

Fenr burst into tears. Darkness flowed out and Le Penia wrapped a dark blue auror around the sword.

"My work is done."

Dragonian collapsed with a tired face. Having spent all his energy making the main dragon, he could not do anything anymore.

"Kill that and go find your father, or die there. Humans."

Coo-oong!

The Magic Circle has fallen. Asher held out a pen and Le Penia surrounded the downed wave. Dragonian looked up blankly and murmured.

"Father, I hate you."

Whoo-hoo!

Everything was distorted by a roar. Dragonians disappear without leaving a trace, and the earth splits and decomposes, turning into sand, and burning air evaporates the moisture.

"That's strong, too.”

The force subsided, and Asher, who was blocked with a pen, pulled up. The city itself was trampled in a circle and dug deep into the ground.

However, the darkness surrounding the castle did not waver an inch. The castle remained intact in the hollows.

"What do you think?”

"Well."

Le Penia, who had a dark blue auror, blurred the horse's tail.

"He's strong. He also has the power of a mercenary, so he's much more powerful. Maybe this is enough. I think the previous one was similar to the monster."

Others were still unable to get in as if they hadn't dealt with the Dragonians. The monster was removed by several heroes. If similar, Le Penia and him alone were difficult.

"But… it'll be possible."

Le Penia's eyes with a sword were blackened.

Crazy Arcade.

Keying.

Again, the magicians were drawn in the air and their strength was lowered. Le Penia swung the sword.

It wasn't an oracle that was shot from the end of the sword. It was not dark blue, just pitch black. An unidentified force was fired and bumped into the downward force.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

Each other's strength exploded. Originally, the power of Le Penia was unstoppable, but she prevented it without difficulty.

"I'll go first."

Le Penia stepped on the ground and leaped. The black force trembled as the Magic Circle was drawn.

'You have less hesitation.’

Whenever she tried, she had some hesitation in her head. Perhaps it's because of the doubt and fear of your own identity, of your own power.

But now the color is quite gone. I don't know why, but it was a good thing.

Coo-ooh...

The magic of Lephenia and Maryong struck and caused a strong wave.

'Maryong.'

Even the heroes could not be destroyed until the assassin, who burned the ground, came forward.

Such a presence became stronger, and it was him, not heroes and mercenaries, who faced him this time.

"It doesn't suit me."

Asher grabbed the sword and bent her knees. The muscles dilated, and the feet kicked.

Crazy Arcade!

Maryong breathed hard at the flying Asher. As a result, magical forces were drawn around Asher.

And magic came out.

Cargagagagam!

a sea of huge ice spears and scarlet salts Huge spirits created by the tangible form of mana came in. With the power of running without a break, Asher took a short breath.

The fist moved. The ice broke and scattered in all directions. A wave of red salt was engulfed in the fenr and disappeared. The stylized spirits were cut down for a long time and perished.

Asher, who landed on the head of the main dragon, hit the sword.

Boom boom.

The sword pierced the skull, but there was no scream. Asher frowned and drew a sword.

"A piece of broken bone."

Maryong had no particular impact. The dragon shook his head. It seemed like a child was trying to shake off the bug, but Asher was pushed to the floor by force as the big body was a giant.

Crazy Arcade!

A huge magic pearl was painted over Asher's head, who rolled and landed.

Kaga's coming!

The wind crushed Asher in the magic camp. A sharp gale swept through the skin. Asher held on with all her strength.

Keying.

And a small magic pearl was painted under his feet. Asher clicked his tongue.

"The Magic of Destruction."

The windows of the great earth shot up from the small magicians. Asher blew himself away just before, but the earth's window did not stop and poked a huge magic pearl drawn above his head.

Whoo-hoo!

The Magic Circle crushed to pieces.

'This is tricky.’

Asher was surrounded by Fenr's strength. A chain of scattered debris blew the chill out. The air itself began to freeze.