Sword Whisperer

'.... What is it?'

It was incomparable with a half-sworn dream. Knowing it was a dream, everything was so vivid that I wanted to know if it was really a dream.

There was white space. All that exists is Lucas, and all Lucas' Shortsword.

But yet, what makes this world feel so full?

[I'm sympathizing with Carl's voice.]

[The memory retention rate of the knife is' ha '.]

[The point of memory regeneration is forcibly fixed.]

Van became Lucas. It felt completely different from holding the knife and absorbing the memory.

Beyond the sword he drew, the memory of the sword was not recalled. With the sword he drew, it was the memory of the sword itself.

Now he was Lucas.

He swings the sword a few times. I stabbed him, pulled him down, slashed him up, swung him aside. Mix the paces, block the incoming screening, and cut them into zigzags.

Perfect.

I also did. It was Lucas, not Van, who was wielding the sword. But it was also half at the same time. It felt strange. It felt like the boundaries of the self were fading. Lucas is drawn, and he seems to be Lucas.

Once again, the black light flashed.

The world has still receded. Therefore, his gaze needed not be taken away from anything. Only if you concentrate on the tip of the sword and the weight of the sword that presses the palm of your hand....

"Uh……"

"Are you awake?”

Dolby looks down at Van.

"Wake up. It's dawn."

§

'Oh, I'll take a knife.'

Van swallowed a sigh. I never imagined that the voice of the sword would trigger in my dreams.

The most shocking thing was the feeling I had in my dream. Not just the sense of wielding the sword, he knew why he wielded it, how powerful it was, and even Lucas' thoughts.

I could also say that Lucas' level was a moment of complete understanding. Like I said, he was Lucas then.

However, the more skills I gained, the more upsetting it was. He and Lucas had different physical conditions to fully absorb Lucas' sword. He and Lucas' spheres were similar, but there was no choice but to make a subtle difference, such as the length of their arms.

But now it was fine. A peek at Lucas' thoughts meant that he understood the basics of his sword. As much as that, I thought it wouldn't be so hard to fix Lucas' sword in his way.

'The memory retention rate is a step.... What about the medium or award? ’

I thought it would be a bad idea to ask Wu Liung to give me the famous prosecutor's knife. If you hold the knife of a global exam for a few years and keep practicing, doesn't that mean you can reach the edge of the exam?

I was thirsty even though I had already drunk water. Van stands up and swings his sword every time he lets his horse rest. Although my legs were squeezing through the horse's trunk all day long, I was afraid that I would forget Lucas' sword, which I had peeked at in my dreams.

[Carl's voice is with you.]

[The method of 'Talented Examination' is in the stages of materialization.]

Alert windows pop up on one side of the field of view and disappear. Van quietly swung his shortsword without paying attention. It was different from usual. If he followed Lucas and wielded swordsmanship, it would be subtle now....

'.... This is the wielding of the sword. ’

In the meantime, I was ashamed to think of myself as a prosecutor. He was not swinging his sword as a prosecutor, he was just copying them like an impersonator. Of course, people didn't hesitate to call him a genius...

I didn't hate that shame. Van couldn't stand it and laughed. I can grow enough to know I don't have enough. I was rather grateful to know that I knew the lack of joy to be strong.

And Wu Liung looked at Van with such a strange expression.

"…… are you interested in that young man? ''

Uyung's Knight, Gintnell, asked. He was a man who couldn't even see his lips because of his purplish sand beard. Wu Liung smiled and replied.

"Jean, don't you know that? The one who can be a knight and the one who can't be."

"As you get older, you can see a lot of things just by looking at the rice cake leaves. ”

"What do you think of his bread leaves? ”

Wu Liung asked without taking his eyes off Van. Gintnell looks at Van quietly. It was a sharp sword.It was hard to say it was a completed sword, but it wasn't so hard to peek at the talents hidden in one tiny herb.

"If you've grown that much in the countryside, if you have the right environment, you don't have to add to it. It doesn't seem to be a problem to be an article.It doesn't look like a year's work. ’ '

"Isn't that right? ''

Wu Liung smiled in a good mood. He liked Van. It's also the world's strongest, futile dream. And it's also the sweat that goes with that dream.

Wu Ling waited for Van to finish his training. And as soon as Van sat down, wiping his sweat, he approached him and gave him water.

"Isn't it hot?"

"Oh, thank you. Well, it's a little hot."

"Don't train too hard. You know we're on the run, right? ”

"I just loosened up a little. ”

"Well, thank God. ”

It moved pretty hard, but it wasn't a lie. It was half a mile up the mountain from an early age. Sitting on a horse also consumed a lot of stamina, but it was nothing compared to riding a mountain. Thanks to him, he was still quite radiant.

”I've been thinking about it. The dream you said, how can I help you? ''

"Is there a way?"

"I intend to enter the Academy of the Capital after this. A place where descendants of all great lineages and talented people like you gather. Would you like to come with me? ''

"…… Me? ''

”Of course, I'm going to have to take some exams, but I don't think I'm going to miss the entrance exam because I dream of being the strongest in the world. I'll be your patron. Are you ready to leave town and go to the capital?"

It was also a question that was not worth thinking about. Van looked at Woo-ring with his uncooled eyes.

"You can't be the strongest man in the world."

§

They ran quite peacefully because they considered it a chase, a chase. Van sleeps with a knife every night and practises swordsmanship as he can. The guards who knew him well were also diligent enough to be bored.

'Near 2 stars.'

I was telling you about my feelings as a prosecutor. The wall he was facing is now slowly showing its end.

When I reached 1 star as an exam, I knew how to swing a knife if I were to tell you the biggest difference from 0 star.

If so, what is the 2-star horizon? It is beyond the horizon that we know how to simply slash and stab.

Every time I had a dream, Van knew the answer, he knew it, and he forgot it again the moment he woke up. The more I did, the harder I swung the sword. I thought, I felt. And at every moment, half of them became more and more inspected by ordinary boys.

It was a day that left only one night in the territory of the Early Family. Van drags Lucas' shortsword and asks him to sleep as he once did. And I became Lucas a few times and swung a knife.

After the bonfire, Lucas was back in his dream, and Van bounced off the white space he was in for a moment. The first thing I saw was the extinguished fire of the campfire and the face of Gods blurring over it. He said with a nervous expression.

”Get up. The chaser is close. ”

"…… chaser? ''

"Put your ear to the ground. I can hear horseshoes. It's five if you can't. Wake up."

"Do I have to fight?"

"I'm still tired of words. I don't know how much they'll say..... but it won't be much easier than we say. I'd rather be ambushing. Dolby, hide the horse. The filthy reversals won't even know where we are. ”

"Yes, sir!"

"Van. You follow me and set a trap. I've been riding the mountain every day, so you have bright night eyes. ”

"Yes. ''

Van holds the sword and raises his body. Enemies are coming. In fact, one sleeps away in an instant. I wonder if he was really sleepy.

Because I'm from a hunter, Gord wanders the forest more easily than Van. With ropes tied between the tree and the tree, Gord murmurs.

”Dammit. Whatever it is, my life is never going to be easy. Hey, Van. If you're done with this, take it like a dolphin's ranch. What are you going to do about being the strongest man in the world? Life, after all, is more convenient and easier to go. ’ '

”He's a deputy commander. He lives long enough to talk about it. I'm still the age to dream. ”

"I don't want anything cheap, anyway."

I'm going to the Academy. I'm going to go, learn proper swordsmanship, hang out with wonderful people...... and leave a name in history. ”

"How foolish. Let's go. It's time to hide."

Soon everyone hid in the bush near the tree where the rope was hung. Aidan looked at Woo-ring and asked. Though he was pretending to be fine, he showed up with a serious injury. It could not have been more relaxing now.

Can you fight? ''

But Uyung laughed.

"You don't know what it means to be a member of the Secondary Family. This kind of wound is nothing. Rather, you should worry about the other person. I understand that this Earl Woo-ring has only been wounded to this extent. ''

"…… it would be nice to have a trap. Gord. Are you sure there are five opponents? ”

The number of '' horses is six. I'm sure you didn't come on two piles at a time. And if you had pushed it like that, you wouldn't have even come after us. ”

"If you say six..... you have to deal with each other. ”

I don't know what their level is, but it was never going to be an easy fight.

Van grabs the shortsword. The reality I had hoped for was soon to come.

If you win, you can go to the Academy. Such was the story of the past.

I want to swing the sword. As an examination, I want to reveal its limitations properly. My chest beats. My palms are sweaty and slightly damp. It was certainly a dangerous moment in his life to say he was the head of the family.

But why don't you like this tension?

Van pulls the wolf's rum tail.

"............ I'm here."