Reincarnated User Manual

66 – Punishment system (2)

A room in a separate building.

‘I can’t sleep.’

Lucia lay down on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Today, my eyelids keep opening. Although I would normally be in a dream, my mind was clear.

I lay still, but Lucia’s hand couldn’t stay still. I just grab the hem of the blanket and wiggle around. It was difficult to suppress my excitement, so the energy leaked out through my body.

Why?

If I had a question, I could immediately think of the answer.

-Would you like to go to the festival with me?

festival.

This is what Siron said to her during mealtime. Without warning, he asked Lucia if she would go to the festival with him.

It’s a bit better now, but when she actually received the offer from Siron, Lucia’s heart was pounding like a child about to receive a toy.

New stimulation that occasionally creeps in between repeated routines. It was exciting.

Get out of bed and practice before the birds start chirping, spar with Siriel and practice swordsmanship, or play with the poor child who comes to the mansion after eating a meal…

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In the end, there was no time to get bored because Siron suggested a different game each time, but it was a bit boring anyway because we were stuck in this large mansion.

However, I don’t feel like taking the time to go out. It was cumbersome to have to form a bodyguard every time she went out, and Lucia had to become stronger in order to reveal her identity as quickly as possible.

but,

If someone takes the initiative to make a suggestion, the story is different.

Lucia might have been waiting for someone to ask her to go out and play.

Therefore, this poetic proposal felt as sweet as rain in a drought.

Lucia blinked a few times and then muttered softly.

“no way…”

Did you know in advance and say it first?

“Oh no way.”

That wouldn’t be possible.

However, it is true that I felt grateful to Shiron who readily suggested that I go to the festival.

“…There are some good things about being young.”

Suddenly, it occurred to Lucia that Siron was the right older brother. Viktor and Siron were the same age, and although they were members of the royal family, Viktor was just a brat.

On the other hand, when she sees Shiron, who is only two years older than her, taking care of her younger siblings, she ends up relying on her without even realizing it.

When I introduced Victor to Lucia, who was not good at dealing with new people, and encouraged her to hang out with him, Lucia found herself reluctantly hanging out with him.

Then.

Lucia’s eyes widened.

“…Is it okay for me to be like this?”

Hanging out with my child,

Take care of your child,

Eating food prepared by children,

I ended up yelling in front of my child.

And what… I ended up blushing after being comforted by the child.

After a long period of reflection, Lucia came to a realization.

The risk of being revealed to be a reincarnated person is growing.

“It’s my friend. Why is it so difficult…?”

Lucia felt more and more heat coming to her face.

It was dark now and she couldn’t see the mirror, but her face was sure to be as red as a ripe apple.

Let’s think differently, think differently.

‘okay. It reminds me of happy memories.’

Lucia couldn’t sleep because of her red face, so she decided to search through old memories for a while. No matter how much I try, I never get tired of thinking about happy and joyful memories.

At that moment, Siron asked me to go to the festival.

Among the drawers in my head, there must have been one with the word festival written on it.

Childhood,

Not now, but as a child in a past life.

The Silean people, who stayed in the northern part of the continent, held a festival when the first day of the new year dawned.

For a week after the new year began, those who could act as warriors went out of the village at one o’clock each day to hunt demonic beasts.

The warrior who hunted the largest magical beast was given ten barrels of honey wine as a reward.

They say ten cans, but it is customary to give five of them to the villagers.

The village people drank mead and danced in excitement.

Looking at it now, it seems a bit immature and, to put it bluntly, has a barbaric flavor to it, but whatever.

Kylie was clearly happy at that time.

*

“Good morning, Knight John.”

“…hello. Knight John.”

As the day dawned, Siron, carrying a large bag, greeted John politely, followed by Lucia, who bowed her head slightly.

“good morning. Master Siron. Lady Lucia. “Are you ready?”

“Sure. “Look at this.”

Siron turned around and showed Johan the bag full of luggage. Yohan smiled broadly at that cute behavior.

“I thought you would be nervous, but I’m glad you’re in good spirits. then.”

John looked at the knights lined up behind him.

They are the elites of Hugo’s knightly order, the Changcheon Knights.

The hulking men wearing full plate armor and long weapons full of life were intimidating even though they were only looking at them from a distance.

“…”

Festivals and human weapons.

Lucia’s eyebrows gathered horizontally at that unsuitable combination. He told me to pack a lot because I was going to travel far, and the festival I was going to today was strange.

“By the way, Shiron.”

Lucia whispered softly to Chiron as she grabbed Chiron’s sleeve collar.

“huh?”

“What kind of festival are you going with these guys?”

“Aren’t crowded places dangerous? Maybe you’ll run into monsters… You can think of it as an escort for unexpected situations.”

“you’re right. Miss Lucia.”

John stroked his mustache and smiled at Lucia.

“If you look down on them there, you will often get into a fight. ignorant John. For this day, we prepared a selection of people on the way back from the expedition.”

“Aha… I see.”

Lucia gave a small nod to John.

Although he appeared to be at least fifty or sixty years old, John’s enthusiasm was no less than that of young people.

‘Even accompanied by the knights. Is the festival of nobles different?’

chuck- chuck-

Let John beckon.

The knights left the mansion grounds with a controlled gait.

Lucia fixed the strap of her bag and silently followed her.

*

Arwen Plateau, where the subjugation festival was held, was quite far from the imperial capital, Lien.

A distance that requires marching for about 15 days and nights without stopping. However, although the festival that has been around for hundreds of years has not changed, times have changed.

It was natural to use the train to travel to the Arwen Plateau.

“Knight John.”

Arriving at the station platform, Siron called John to stop. Because there was a place to stop before departure.

“Knight, may I stop by the blacksmith shop for a moment?”

“You mean the blacksmith?”

smithy? Suddenly in a place like this?

Both John and Lucia opened their eyes wide at Siron’s words. Siron smiled brightly at them and said.

“yes. “Lucia doesn’t have her sword yet.”

“…ah!”

When Siron said that, John let out a small exclamation and stopped walking.

“Oh, this is it. I guess I didn’t know. “I know a place, so let’s go there.”

John took the children and left the group.

They left the station quickly,

When I reached the street,

We arrived at an industrial district where blacksmith shops are mainly concentrated.

“Here we go. “Most of the knights’ equipment is ordered from here.”

Kang- Kang- Kang- Kang-

In the blacksmith shop that John introduced, the sound of a hammer striking iron was constantly heard. The sound of hammers could be heard even though it was still lunch time, so I could tell that this was a proper blacksmith shop that was constantly receiving orders.

“Look!”

John shouted with all his might into the blacksmith shop.

Then, a man with a bushy beard and forearms thicker than thighs approached at a slow pace from inside the blacksmith shop.

“No, John. “What’s going on?”

“Is there any reason to stop by the blacksmith shop? “I came to get a knife.”

“hahahaha! I guess I didn’t notice. “Please eat inside first.”

The blacksmith smiled in a husky voice and led the way inside.

When we entered, there were several swords on display to welcome guests.

Lucia’s eyes began to shine as she saw them, all of different lengths, widths, and colors.

“If it is something you will use… I have a long sword made of high-quality black iron.”

The blacksmith took out the sword in the center of the glass display case and held it up.

The black blade was illuminated and gave off a cool glow.

Even a layman can tell that it is an unusual item.

“I’m sorry, but it’s not me.”

John shook his head at his words.

“…then?”

“It’s me.”

Lucia took a step forward and looked up at the blacksmith.

“…”

When a certain kid came forward, the slightly excited blacksmith’s face became calm as if it had cooled.

The blacksmith bluntly put what was called a black iron sword into the display case and then took out another sword.

“Then, how about this sword? It is light and corrosion resistant, so it is easy to handle and maintain even for a girl.”

“…”

When the blacksmith changed the sword, John’s smile erased from his lips. Instead of pointing out the blatant change in attitude, John turned his gaze to Lucia.

“miss. Which sword do you like?”

“I like that black knife from earlier.”

“also.”

John nodded once and looked at the blacksmith.

“Use the black iron sword you took out earlier.”

“I’ll be better…”

The blacksmith looked a little troubled.

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“The black iron sword is not something worth giving to a child. It is five times heavier than ordinary iron. It is not an easy task to manage. “It would be troubling if you thought I was rejecting you because of my small pride.”

“It’s okay.”

John grinned and gestured to the blacksmith.

“Let me show you. “In this place.”

“…”

At that signal, the blacksmith handed two swords to John with an attitude of reluctantly taking them out.

John handed the black iron sword to Lucia and held the second sword in his own hand.

“miss. “Let’s swing it lightly.”

“yes.”

Lucia accepted the black iron sword with her answer.

She immediately understood John’s meaning and put it into action.

Zeng!

A fleeting moment.

The broken blade rolled on the dirt floor with a loud noise. The blacksmith’s eyes opened wide.

Even though she didn’t even breathe sword energy into it, the little girl easily cut the iron sword in two.

Moreover, the speed was so fast that I thought the word ‘momentary’ was just that.

John smiled happily at his reaction.

“Pay for these two sacks.”