Reincarnated User Manual

71 – Before the tea gets cold

Tuk-

My head rolled to the floor, and my limp body fell to the floor.

“Good performance.”

As expected, the holy sword easily cut off the witch’s head.

The overwhelming energy that cut the sarcophagus like tofu did not disappoint Siron.

but.

When dealing with beings who wield unknown powers such as magic or witchcraft, more careful handling is required.

“where…”

Siron did not take his eyes off the witch he had killed.

A curse or another pattern that is activated upon death.

I became aware of its presence and observed the body that was starting to cool.

If the witch who just cut off her head was a high-level strongwoman, a spell or spell would be activated upon death.

Still, red liquid is gushing out from where the holy sword passed. The pulse hasn’t stopped yet.

and.

“…It was a mess.”

Only after the body had completely cooled down did Siron feel at ease.

Surprisingly, the battle ended smoothly.

The witch’s heart stopped, and no spell or magic was activated. Siron put the holy sword in his palm and looked around.

‘But I didn’t just hallucinate.’

The landscape melted away as if it were melting. Shiron speculated that this unfamiliar scene was a phenomenon in which the enchantment caused by the witch’s death was lifted.

“Chiron? Are you Shiron?”

Lucia entered Shiron’s field of vision.

Her breathing was a little rough, and her eyes were a little bloodshot, and she seemed distraught.

‘Why is he like this again?’

Shiron narrowed his eyes and stepped back from Lucia.

An insane Lucia is dangerous. No matter how much he wielded the holy sword, it was rude to compare him to a witch who died with a single sword. Shiron recalled the scene where Lucia, who lost her mind, pierced his stomach.

“Why no answer?”

Lucia opened her eyes brightly and glared at Siron.

Siron felt a tingle of life. If I answered incorrectly, I felt like a fist filled with white energy would suddenly land in my face.

“This… ugh. Even if it is disguised as a poetic theory this time…”

“hey. It’s your brother, so calm down. “Relax your fists.”

Siron quickly cut off Lucia’s waist. He smiled as benevolently as he could and held out his palms in front of him.

“……really?”

After hearing Siron’s protest, Lucia crossed her arms and stood a little crooked. Shiron sighed as if he was tired.

“okay. “How should I prove it?”

“Then let’s ask a few questions.”

“Do whatever you want.”

Lucia pursed her lips for a moment, then clenched her fists. It looks like he has decided on something.

“When is my birthday?”

“I don’t know. “You never told me.”

“…The theory is correct. “hehehehe.”

Lucia rubbed her eyes with her sleeve. The slightly distressed expression on his face was clearly correct. As soon as I confirmed that he was alive and well, the tension eased.

That was when I felt such relief and was trying to get my mind together.

Thump-

Siron grabbed Lucia’s shoulder. Lucia’s shoulders trembled a little at that suddenness.

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“W-what is it?”

“What is it?”

Siron held Lucia’s shoulders tightly and brought her face close.

“I’m checking to see if there are any injuries.”

Siron looked at Lucia with a slightly worried expression. Feeling somehow embarrassed, Lucia became as stiff as wood.

“I’m fine… stop it.”

“Why should I stop?”

Siron spoke as if he was pressing Lucia.

“I am your brother. “As your older brother, I have a responsibility to at least make sure you aren’t hurt.”

“…”

Lucia’s face turned red. The boy’s eyes were staring at me so hard that I felt like I was going crazy. But Siron pretended not to know that reaction.

From a blind spot that Lucia couldn’t see, Siron slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

‘I really need to kill my spirit this time. That way you won’t show your teeth again.’

No matter how much of the witch’s trick it may have been, Siron felt very displeased with Lucia’s murderous actions toward her brother.

I was relieved that our relationship had gotten better over the past year. Having just been exposed to Lucia’s murderous plan, the possibility that Lucia could kill him at any time was once again engraved in the back of his mind.

Siron pressed the top of Lucia’s head. Lucia could not resist.

Unlike his usual mischievous behavior, Siron was now truly worried about Lucia. At least Lucia felt that way.

Shiron, satisfied with that attitude, smiled.

“You too, act a little like a younger brother.”

“…sorry.”

“That’s right.”

-young master! miss!

It was then. A loud voice was heard outside the tent.

“Are you okay?”

Soon, large figures wearing armor burst into the tent.

The knights looked to the source of the smell of blood inside the tent.

The body of a woman was lying on the ground with her head cut off.

The knights were astonished at the terrible sight.

It wasn’t like seeing a corpse for a day or two, but the sight of it lying in a mess in front of the guard was quite a shock to them.

“Hmm. “You’ve come at the right time.”

Siron cleared his throat once to get their attention.

“I’m thinking of going somewhere, let’s go together.”

*

Camp of the 2nd Division of the Holy Mace Knights.

“Mr. John. What happened? Even the knights come with you.”

Malleus Garibaldi, commander of the 2nd Division, personally served refreshments to a distinguished guest whom he had not seen in a long time.

Johan Urheim. Adjutant of the Changcheon Knights. Hugo Prien’s right-hand man. He had his face stamped every year for the subjugation festival and was a person worthy of being served tea by Malleus himself.

“It’s no big deal. I looked across the street and heard that you were here. “I came to see how you’re doing.”

Yohan naturally treated an acquaintance he hadn’t seen in a while. Malleus just bowed his head to John. The face of the old knight who was sipping tea in front of him now looked a little uncomfortable.

“Sorry for making you move in the first place. I should have visited you earlier.”

“Wrong.”

“…yes?”

“I didn’t come here to tell you such boring stories. You are still a bit lacking in notice.”

John nervously crumpled the cracker placed in front of him into his mouth. Malleus felt that the old knight’s twist was a little out of the blue.

“There is a witch here.”

Suddenly, John said.

“The witch, that evil thing, is wearing armor and using her limbs, acting like a mercenary. “Do you know this?”

“…I just felt confident.”

Malleus closed his eyes and shook his head.

“I’ve been following her up for quite some time, but I just have a hunch and nothing solid.”

“Did you need any physical evidence?”

“That’s right.”

“I don’t understand. “Wouldn’t it be okay to just catch them and make them spit out the truth?”

Malleus looked a little perplexed at Johan’s words.

“Are you talking about when exactly?”

“hmm? “Isn’t interrogation, including torture, a method you enjoy using?”

“ha…”

Malleus put his hand to his forehead as if he was a little troubled.

“That’s a really old story. In today’s world, if you catch someone and torture them right away, it’s a perfect opportunity to be punished by believers. “If you do something wrong, you could even be dismissed.”

“her. “Is that so?”

“To go back to the story… the number of disappearances increased sharply in each city she stayed in. And that’s only by selecting boys who haven’t yet reached puberty.”

“And yet you still only had a heartache?”

“yes. Judging by the fact that it didn’t leave any mana footprints. It looks like hexes were used. “As they leisurely left the city without leaving any evidence at the scene, the situation was such that we had no choice but to keep an eye on them.”

According to the subordinate’s report, the suspect also approached children at the station’s observation deck today.

However, the woman acted as if she was protecting the children from this side. It is said that the subordinate was unable to do this or that due to his clever trick to defuse the situation.

“In any case, since Mr. Yohan realized that the woman was a witch, he must have spread traces that he was not aware of. So what do you think? “What is the basis for saying that she is a witch?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know any proof that she’s a witch. I’m still just heartbroken.”

at that time,

Miscellaneous noises arose from the entrance of the tent.

“What’s the fuss?”

Malleus scolded the subordinate guarding the entrance.

“Captain. A guest has come.”

“customer?”

Malleus and John concentrated their eyes on each other as they sensed the presence of several people approaching.

*

“…young master?”

Looking at Shiron, who was accompanied by knights, John hurriedly stood up from his seat. Shiron smiled at John, who was a little taken aback.

“Have you eaten?”

“young master. How did you come here? Besides, the young lady is with me…”

“Please answer first. Did you have dinner?”

“…Not yet.”

“Then I guess it’ll be okay.”

Siron gestured to the knights standing behind him.

Then a knight holding a wooden box came forward.

“I came to give you a gift.”

With those words, the driver opened the wooden box. There was a supply of suspects suspected of being witches.

“…What is this?”

“It’s the witch’s neck.”

Malleus had a hard time keeping up with the situation.

Seeing that Yohan referred to him as a young boy, he roughly guessed the boy’s identity. but. The suspect’s neck brought by the boy was enough to confound him.

Malleus tried to figure out what was going on.

The boy in front of me immediately judged the suspect suspected of being a witch and presented it to the camp of the Knights of the Castle Mace.

As soon as he recognized this fact, cold sweat began to flow on Malleus’ back.

In this situation, there was room for it to appear as if Malleus had instigated the boy for a witch hunt. If you conduct a witch hunt without proper evidence, you will be expelled.

Malleus earnestly prayed to God.

‘I hope that boy has brought proper evidence.’

“But is there no reward? They say you can receive a precious elixir if you kill the evil people and contact the Holy Knights.”

“Boy. Do you have any physical evidence that he is a witch?”

Malleus swallowed his saliva and spoke slowly.

“It’s a crystal filled with the energy of a curse… something like a withered human finger or eyeball.”

“No? I don’t have any.”

Malleus slumped down in his seat. Siron tilted his head at the unexpected reaction.

‘Is it because it has become reality? There’s a strange procedure.’

In Reincarnation Sword God, as well as demons and cultists, if a knight presented evidence of subjugating a witch, he or she was given a reward commensurate with his/her prestige.

“Isn’t this head proof? It looks like a witch just by looking at it.”

That means it looks pretty.

“What about a witch? Doesn’t she just look like a woman’s head?!”

Malleus was dumbfounded by the boy’s shamelessness. The two words ‘dismissal’ began to fill Malleus’ mind.

But it didn’t matter to Siron whether he was sweating or shaking.

“Then let’s do it this way.”

Tak – Siron placed the witch’s head on the table and shook his hands.

“Nothing happened between you and me today. That’s it, right?”

“…?”

“Why are you tilting your head? It’s creepy.”

Malleus couldn’t understand what the boy was saying. Also, I couldn’t understand his calm reaction.

Although Malleus punished many cultists and criminals, he had never seen a child who acted shamelessly like the boy in front of him.

‘A crazy child psycho killer might have killed innocent civilians, so let’s just bury them?’

Doesn’t he calmly bring his severed hair, or does he confidently suggest that we talk about something that hasn’t been said before? I saw street children from the slums, but among them, Shiron was the most psycho.

I wanted to make a big fuss, but the words that came out of the boy’s mouth next became the decisive blow.

“Isn’t Seonghwangguk a juvenile law enforcement officer or self-defense?”

The boy made a sullen expression, as if he was a little troubled.

“I almost died.”