Reincarnation of the Sword Master

The demon presented something to the warrior and dazzled him. It's not an impossible guess, but Hiban looked suspicious.

"Fighter, I don't think I'll help you at the price of his personality."

"Then it could be information, not a price. Or only that body is being used by the devil. Whatever it is, you have to meet it in person to find out.”

"Magye. I never imagined I'd go there. I've had a lot of experience in my life.”

Heiban mumbled with laughter. It was not long before they came back from the pilgrimage that Geron waved.

"Are you done with your pilgrimage?”

"Yes, I would love to have a public offering, but I don't have anything like that."

"You can do it later. Teachers don't be petty about that."

"We know that as well."

Heiban grinned and opened his mouth. The snow had sunk deep.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure either."

Geran shrugged his shoulders.

"I didn't see a warrior in the field myself. But I don't think there's any other reason in this situation."

The warrior disappeared, and the cracks continued to appear. The odds were very high. Chariot waved his hand to shake off the darkness.

"So how are you going to get there?”

"So far, the cracks have been opened so many times, but I haven't been able to get over here because it's been set up like that.”

"Settings?"

"That's the perception. The Maas attack the Man, and the Man tries to drive the Maas away. There is no perception that humans are invading the world."

“…….”

After understanding what he meant, Hiban frowned.

"No, you're not allowed to enter the horse-riding world from the beginning?"

"Yes, man can't enter the mah-gyeopsal. It's set in one law.”

"It's a piece of shit. Then what do you mean?"

"It's nothing. Because of the rules, humans have not invaded the manometer until now. But now the warrior is on the horse."

Man cannot exist in the world of mana. The proposition was broken.

"I'm not sure, but at least the power is on the horse. The law was broken."

There is a man on the horse that cannot break into the horse. With the fact, the bondage that had been binding them broke. Now man could set foot in the horse world.

"…I don't think it's impossible. But that's the problem. It seemed like we couldn't make it right yet."

Geron opened a few channels with the horse, but the size was at best as big as a fist and he didn't last long. Geran agreed.

"But I can't make it perfect if the rules aren't broken. I mean, I use this guy."

Geron rubbed the head of the low horse race in front of him. The mah people made a grim death sound.

Master, do we really have to go?

"I can't help it. Give me a little trouble."

Ewwow.

"…the horse is the life of the horse."

"That's right."

Geran's words were affirmative.

"I can open the way through this guy.”

"It would be hard to get us through a low horse race."

"That's right. So there are only a limited number of people who can enter. First of all, older brother, older sister.

Geron pointed to Hiban, Walters, and Chariot.

"Three can't go in."

"Huh? Why just us?"

"The three of us are incomplete, aren't we?" How can I take a time bomb that might explode at any time?"

“…….”

Cherit closed her mouth as she tried to refute. Walters burst into admiration.

"You've noticed it.”

"If the owner of the bottom doesn't even notice him. I can go in to get in, but I'm sure he won't be able to hold on and explode."

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

A low-class mahjong screamed. Chariot suddenly recalled and turned his eyes.

"So you're saying I can be a Lephenia?”

"She's not incomplete."

"Hmm?"

Chariot tilted his head as if he didn't understand, but Geron did not explain further.

"Just keep it that way to yourself. Maybe three people can get in. Who's going in?”

"…there."

Leica raised her hand quietly. She opened her mouth with a haggard face.

"Can I leave?"

"If you don't want to go."

"Why would I want to go to the magic world?"

No. I can't go in from the beginning, can I? Why did you call me?"

Only Tacan and Richard Man are weaker than her. The two were also more deeply involved in the horse-riding than she was in relationship.

There was no reason for her to want to go, nor could she claim to go. Geran laughed at her words.

"I just called you to see. Ordinary people need to know about this."

"You're an observer. It hurts my pride."

She was honored and never demoted to an observer. She grumbled her chin.

"What are you going to do?”

"The angle is not obvious. I understand why you called us."

Takan, who has been quiet so far, opened his mouth. There was a smile on his face.

"Magye. I don't remember, but it's my hometown."

"One of the two can go over. Make your choice. Who's going to move on?”

"I don't want to step on the horse... I'll make concessions."

The first step back was the Lizadman.

"I'm sure you want more than I do."

"Thank you, I don't need to fight.”

Tacan let go of the window. I approached Geran with glowing eyes.

"You're sure, aren't you?”

"I don't mean to lie. Goblin."

"Good."

Tacan smiled and clenched his fist.

"It must be very fun. I'll move on. Is there an objection?"

"Well, it's already been decided, so what's the contrary?"

Chariot snorted. Three heroes and Leica can't get away with it, and Lizadman has given up on his own. Then there was a fixed number of people who could go.

"Lephenia, were you close to the brave?"

"It wasn't bad. It was good."

Lephenia grabbed the sword.

"I'll move on.”

"Okay, that's good enough. It's all set."

There was an atmosphere that the other person did not have to choose. Asher muttered.

"I feel like I'm being pushed.”

"You're not at all. You were going to let it go anyway."

Chariot grumbled.

***

"Please."

Ugh... no. I truly hate it.

The Ma people said they were going to die, but they raised their hands.

You're going to keep your promise, right?

"I'll put my name on it. I will keep my promise with you."

Geran said seriously. The mah people bowed their heads and raised their hands.

Pedro. Come here.

Come on.

A huge worm crawled from behind the darkness. Tacan muttered, recalling his memory.

"You've gotten bigger.

Because my master gave me the darkness. Get ready, Pedro.

Come on.

Pedro opened his huge mouth and thrust it into the horse race. As he watched, he said with a grim face.

"Are we going in through his mouth?You're not gonna feel good mood.”

"Different. Just look at it."

Oh. I don't like being sick.

The mah people opened their mouths wide with tears. Peter howled. A huge body began to enter the mouths of the Maas.

Come on!

Boom! Boom!

Pedro, much larger than the mouth of the Ma tribe, plowed through the mouth of the Ma tribe. Tears welled up in the eyes of the madman.

I'm going to die.

Pedro's body was all in the mouths of the Maas. While staring blankly, Harriet opened his mouth.

"What?"

Come on in, you guys!

Over the mouth of the open stable, the harness was visible. After figuring out the situation, Riot nodded.

"I'm glad I couldn't make it."

"…is it the angle that I have to go through his mouth?"

"Yes."

"You're a beggar."

Tacan walked to the Ma people with a grimace. Lephenia's expression was also not very good.

"This is another novel experience."

"Is this really something you can go to? They're not gonna eat us, are they?”

Oh! Don't touch me! I think it's gonna pop out! Master, come on!

The madman roared at the taco. Geran approached Asher, who was watching from the back.

"The devil will be waiting on the horse.”

the beginning of all this Prince of Darkness

Geran waved the darkness into the mouths of the Maas.

Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo.

"Oh, really."

Leica stepped back, disgusted by the madman's futility. Geran kept his cool in the dark.

"I only tell you, the devil could hide this loophole as long as he could. But I didn't hide it. I gave some information to someone as if they were asking me to come this way."

Gerran laughed as he sent the darkness away.

"Who do you think he's calling?”

"It's probably me."

a ruler in the symmetry of the devil He who reincarnated with him, and twisted the plans of the Devil.

Geran giggled.

"The devil is calling his brother. You're still going, right?”

"If you call me, I'll have to answer."

The darkness has gone out. The mouths of the Ma tribe expanded to the extent that they could enter.

Come on in!

"I hate it."

Tacan entered the mouth of the Ma people with a distorted face. Le Penia followed with a hateful look. Two of them went in and Asher was the only one left.

"Go. Brother."

Geran put his hand down.

"Go finish your story.”

Oh! I feel like I'm going to die, so hurry up and come!

Asher approached the Ma people with a pleading scream. I put my hand in my open mouth and put myself in it.

There was a different world.

Ugh. I almost died.

The mahjong collapsed with a panting. Le Penia, looking around, tilted her head.

"…is this really a stable?"

For humans, Magyere was a dark place where death lingered. But what they see now was the blue sky, the green forest, and the brown land.

"It's the same as the ground."

The forest of mana was nothing different from the ground.

***

There's where life lives. That's it. How can we survive in a space of darkness?

The maids grumbled and smoothed Pedro's hair.

I can't believe I'm back here after abandoning my horse.

"Are you here, too?"

Then who will guide you? That goblin you don't even remember? The one who didn't even exist? It's just me. This is why I hated it.

The Ma people hated it, but they wouldn't run away. He was clenching his fist with a determined face.

After all this trouble, the master will keep his promise.

Oh my god.

Yeah, yeah, good job. Pedro. It's been a long time since you've been on the horse. I'm resting in the ground.

Big.

The ground trembled and Pedro disappeared. Tacan opened his mouth with a moved look.

"This is the Magiganda Hill. This is where I was born.”

"Where's the Mausoleum?"

Hmm. Wait a minute.

The mah people closed their eyes and raised their jaws as if they were measuring the distance.

…why are we here? It should be closer by coordinates.

"Where is it?”

Hmm. Let me explain first.

The mah people separated the soil with their hands.

There is a section between the horse and horse races on the horse. The stronger the horse race, the wider the area, the weaker the area, the smaller the area. A low-class horse like me is a parasite on such an area.

"Human... no."

Lephenia, who was talking, shook her head. The mah people snorted.

What a human being. Life is all about.

"So I said no. Anyway, where are we?”

Roughly separate each area into the upper and lower levels. This is the lowest floor among them. It's a place where even a low horse wouldn't step in.

"Hooray."

The tacan raised the corners of his mouth. The stable kicked its tongue.

You're quick to read my mind. Right. It's the most cliff in the world. It's where monsters are born, raised, kicked out to the ground.