Reincarnation of the Sword Master

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Breaking the swirling frost, Asher escaped outside the freezing zone.

"The Magic of the Dragon."

The universal perception that people have of magic was that magicians were painted and wielding all kinds of natural forces.

There is only one reason why people have such a perception of magic. It was because the dragon used such magic.

Dragon magic was a typical magic that people believed in. the various forces that are driven through the Magic Circle It is difficult to respond, and it is also impossible to predict what will pop out. In the past, heroes also had a hard time.

'But they're all dead.’

Le Penia flew to Maryong, stepping in the air with nothing. As the dragon howled, a magic pearl was drawn, and darkness poured down from there.

Lephenia's whole body was covered with darkness.

Coooooooooong!

Darkness puffed up and crushed the dragon's magic. Le Penia's sword, which landed on Marong's head, drew a diagonal line.

Quick.

The dragon's head fell off. Lephenia blew her body falling like a skull and fell back. The skull that crashed into the ground was crushed.

Crazy Arcade.

And Maryong cried. The bone-only head was instantly regenerated and restored to its original condition. Le Penia, who landed next to Asher, clicked her tongue.

"I wondered if it was different because it was Maryong, and it doesn't mean anything."

The Bone Dragon. That creature of bones was like Richie. He was immortal until he destroyed the nuclear core containing the source.

"Where's the core?"

"When I look at it, it's heartbreaking. I think it's near the heart.”

There was a dark black thing between the ribs of the dragon. Asher winked at Lephenia.

"It must be hard for you."

"Maybe… maybe?”

The magic of protecting nuclear weapons could not be easily broken even by Repenia. Le Penia looked at Asher.

"But you'll be able to."

"You can do the same thing as the monsters of the sea.”

Asher grabbed the sword and flew away. Then Lephenia collected her breath.

"Go away."

With a short horse, darkness exploded. As if to follow her orders, the darkness crawled around Asher like a creature.

Crazy Arcade.

The dragon cried. Magic Circle was drawn. Unlike so far, more than hundreds of magicians headed for Asher, covering the sky, land, and space.

Boom boom.

And magic came out of the magic wand. Fire, wind, and intangible power. Darkness and light are all mixed and mixed into separate forces.

Hundreds of magic overlaps and becomes a magic in itself. It hits the darkness surrounded by Asher.

Boom boom.

Darkness crushed the magic. The part that hit the darkness broke off like a hammering glass. He ran like a tidal wave, crushing the blocking power.

Then he broke all the magic, and Asher arrived at Marong's ribs. The darkness slowly faded around him.

"Well done."

Keying.

Magic Circle is drawn, but Asher makes fun of her fist. Near the nukes, even the dragon could not use magic recklessly.

"If you're dead, go back in good shape."

Asher, who spoke, smiled a self-effacing smile.

"Isn't that what I have to say?"

Auror is stuck in the nukes. As Maryong stopped moving, the force that was moving the bones exploded and scattered in all directions.

Crazy Arcade...

The bones of the dragon collapsed.

Lephenia came close, scrambling through the remnants of hail.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes."

Asher looked at the castle. The darkness surrounding the castle was slowly disappearing as soon as the dragon disappeared.

The castle of the Highlands appeared.

***

"I didn't expect you two to catch him.”

Hiban, who came in after Marong was processed, burst into admiration. He also had seen a former Marong.

strength beyond all description of a dragon He was also a man who could take time or lose if he played head-on, and now he is even more powerful as a main dragon.

And asher and Lephenia. Only the two of them caught him.

"That's a close call. Lephenia, when did you become so strong?"

"Just. That's what happened.”

Le Penia spoke with a calm face.

"And so will you."

"Hmm?"

"It's not something I can say right now."

"…oh, I see."

Le Penia glanced at Leica. Heiban realized and closed his mouth.

But Leica didn't notice their attitude. She was staring blankly at Asher.

"…you've gotten really strong.”

The Dragonian she faced was the youngest, weakest Dragonian. However, even he was so tired that he had no choice but to get help from Chaerit.

And the ramifications of Maryong were felt outside the city. The occasional wave of power was so powerful that even she, who had little experience, stopped moving sometimes in fear.

And Asher was with Le Penia.But I caught that monster. Asher opened her mouth to her looking somewhere far away.

"Well done, Leica."

"Oh, no. It's my job."

She shook her head, but she really suffered. All who were here were those who lived in the age of heroes, and those who had such power.

But she was born today, and she was just caught in a war. It would be hard to be with them in itself, but she followed them well without complaint.

"Go back to the Empire with Tacan and tell the people. You can come back."

"Huh? It's not over yet, is it? Me too…."

"No more than that."

Asher cut off Leica's horse. The determination shut her mouth.

"Yeah. Reica. Go back. It's our job from here."

Chariot also persuaded Leica. She bit her lips, but she had no choice but to say yes.

"Okay, go back. Well."

She herself knew. There's a monster in front of us that's supposed to be a monster. For her, it was no more than a distraction.

"When should I tell them to come?”

"About a week. It should be possible in about a week."

I didn't mean to turn it off any more. Leica hesitated and nodded her head as if determined.

"Okay, be careful."

"That's what I have to say. Don't be so selfish."

Since the times are the times, Reyka and Takan were not just safe. She smiled and left, telling me not to worry.

"Then."

Asher stepped into the castle. Others followed suit.

There was nothing in the castle. Only the occasional remnants of darkness were hovering in the air.

"How did the Dragonians die?"

"Well... how should I put it. He didn't want to run away."

The highban frowned.

"I accepted death without a hitch. The young Dragonians, who were just born, were not much different."

"I see."

"Where are you going?”

"There's only one place for the lord of the castle."

The seat of the king. The seat of the throne.

Arriving in front of Alreal, Asher opened the door. As he was about to enter, Riot turned white for a moment and backed away.

"Well…."

"This..."

Tangible feelings rushed into them through a crack in the door. hatred and remorse And resentment. Despair. The waves of emotion, all mixed with it, had the power to crush people in themselves.

"Lephenia."

"Yes."

Le Penia shook off her emotions by shaking her hand. They stepped inside.

"…Long time no see."

said the person sitting on the throne. Lephenia answered him.

"Long time no see, mercenary."

***

"You haven't changed a bit.”

"And you too, what are you talking about?"

Highban snorted. The appearance of a murderer was no different from the past. Black hair, black eyes. The pale skin didn't change anything.

Heiban called the name with emotion.

"Brave Pavgeha.”

"I haven't heard that in a while.”

Fabgeha closed his eyes with relish.

"I was always called the Dragon Slayer. The enemy by name was chosen."

"It was the same for us."

"I'm just saying. It doesn't mean much."

There was no sign of madness on the face of the murderer. It was just as if he had met an old friend.

The murderer twisted his chin.

"You killed my children.”

"If that's a shame, you shouldn't have attacked a human being in the first place. We only gave a reasonable response."

"I don't care."

The mercenary said casually.

"It doesn't matter to me whether they die or not me."

“…….”

Highban frowned at the killer's attitude. The mercenaries scoured their faces one by one without much response.

"Among the faces I miss, there's one face I can't remember.”

The mercenary's indifferent gaze fell on Asher.

"Who are you?"

"You know him."

Heiban stepped forward and said, The murderer tilted his head.

"I don't remember."

"If you tell me your name, you'll know."

"Well... Never mind. It doesn't matter."

said the murderer leaning against the throne.

"How long has it been since we've seen each other?"

“…….”

Hiban's face gradually stiffened with the continuous talking mercenary. He spat out nervously.

"It's been 20 years.”

"Twenty years. Since then. You've become strange, and he's dead. It's been longer than I thought.”

"Stop talking nonsense."

In the end, Hiban growled out of patience.

"We're not here just to make jokes with you. What are you doing? Why are you attacking a human being?”

The mercenaries occupied the Kingdom of Hagan and attacked humans by using dragonians. There was no reason to talk casually. The mercenary was staring casually at the highban.

"You can't be subjected to the Mafia's mental control. Even a brother wouldn't be any different."

Other heroes may not be affected by the mercenaries. Heiban was convinced of him, and there was also a reason.

"If you don't have your own ego, you may not be the one who is now. What the hell are you thinking?”

"I don't know either."

The murderer laughed derisively at himself.

"I don't know.”

"If you don't know, just explain it quickly."

"There is nothing to explain."

The assassin calmly raised himself from the throne. Chariot took a step back unknowingly.

It`s not the reason why it matters. You guys are heroes. It may have been twisted, but it hasn't changed."

Heroes were like their dreams, protecting humans.

"And I appeared before you as an enemy."

"Brave…!"

Lephenia threw up her suppressed voice. The murderer raised his hand with a blank look.

"There's only one thing you heroes should do. Don't you think so?”

The assassin rushed at them. Hiban let out a yell.

"Pavgeha!"

"Let's fight, old friend. If possible, kill me.”

***

"Stop it, Fabgeha!"

Heiban shouted, but the dragon shot at them as if he could not hear them. The speed was not fast, but it was clear. Eventually, Hiban gritted his teeth and raised his sword.

"Oh, my God. What is this? Let's get him down first."

A black auror sprang out of the Highban sword. The assassin murmured at the strength of his rush to subdue him.

"Come on. It's a bother."

The mercenary was not a sodmaster. However, it was not possible to use external forces such as chariot.

He relied only on physical strength, but the body also under Walters. It's superior to Hiban, but it wasn't so much different.

However, the Yongsar was said to be the second strongest of the heroes.

The mercenary teased his hand in an attempt to suppress it. A light gesture hit him up and down as if he were dusting off.

And the auror broke. Heiban's auror who came to defeat numerous monsters was torn like a piece of paper.

"Oh, this isn't good."

Chariot swallowed his saliva and put his hands together and struck him down. Intangible power came into contact with the murderer.

And it melted down. Chariot's strength fell like a lump of ice thrown into lava, leaving no scent left behind. Chariot kicked his tongue.

"That damn characteristic."

There were several names for dragons. One of the most widely known names was the guardian of the middle class, which kept the ground from the outside.

The mercenary did not possess the power of the people. But he had characteristics that were more than offset.