Reincarnation of the Sword Master

There was a boy wielding a sword. Highban was silent. The people who followed him said something, but he just looked at the boy as if he were possessed.

"Ah."

Highban groaned. The boy was swinging a sword.

That sword was one he knew well. Imperial sword. Not special or strong. Just a sword of self-defense. But it was the boy's movement that caught my eye.

It was, it was perfect. Whenever the arm shook and the sword drew a trajectory, I burst into admiration.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

My eyes are dazed. That was a point of contact. one of the places where man can reach It was beautiful. It was fascinating. The act of reporting Asher had already disappeared from my mind. The sword stopped at that moment.

"Ah…."

That's too bad. Hiban let out a sigh without realizing it. A deep sense of loss filled my heart, but I tried to shake it off. The boy was looking at him.

"Hmm. Hmm. Nice to meet you. Kid."

"You."

"Hmm? I..."

Highban paused. What should I say? You know, Swordmaster? No. It feels like you're being too condescape. The boy in front of me is just in different directions. It has achieved a point. How can you call yourself a sodmaster to a boy like that? Just imagining it made my face look hot. What should I say?

"Hyvan Ester."

"Oh, you know me!"

Fortunately, the boy called his name. Well, there was only one old man with black hair and beard. While he nodded happily, the boy looked at him still.

***

Hi Van Ester. Master of Sword. One of the Empire's Swordmasters. He was one of the people who lived in the past life, and Asher knew him well.

Because we were friends with the same security guard.

Heiban and Asher became guards on the same day. We talked a lot because we had the same hobby as Joe and Sword.

Of course, that didn't mean they were similar. Heiban was talented, and he wasn't. It was not long before we came to the opposite side of the road.

But they didn't get separated. Heiban liked Asher, who did not envy or hate him, and Ashe also had a good relationship with Swordmaster as a sword walker, because there was nothing wrong with him.

I'm flustered.

Although seemingly unfeeling, Asher was quite embarrassed now. I can't believe I'm seeing a friend of my past life so suddenly. As I glanced to the door, a person who appeared to be Leica and Young-joo was looking this way.

'…and now that I see it.’

I was wondering what the former lord's guardian would do. Is it because of that relationship? When my mind was cleared up, I felt depressed. Asher slowly opened her mouth. The honorifics were awkward.

"…I heard you've been missing for more than 20 years."

"I just went somewhere. He is not missing. By the way, it's a child."

Highbahn's eyes shone. At the same time, Asher stepped back. He was close to Hiban. It is no exaggeration to say that he is best friend. So I knew most of his personality and hobbies.

What did he do in this situation? There was nothing to think about. The highban slowly stretched out his arms.

You've got another bad habit.

After a light sigh, Asher waved her arm. A scream broke out.

"Okay."

Highban was taken aback. It was a real embarrassment that was different from the time of Reyka. Asher broke Hiban's wrist and sprained his ankle to break the center. Naturally, the movement as if it were breathing forced him to pause for a moment.

But that's really the moment. Soon there was a movement that was etched into your instincts. Highban kicked Asher as he fell while stepping on the ground with his opposite foot. It was the center of balance to the extreme.

Asher approached Hivan with a spill of arms. The fist fell on Hiban's face. Highban waved his arms as he looked at his fist flying blankly. An afterimage was drawn.

Poof!

Asher bounced out. Screamed from behind, but Hiban stared blankly at my hand. In a moment, I felt sincere. To a little boy who's not even 20 yet.

'Is it still this far?'

Asher woke up wiping the blood around her mouth. Responding to Hiban's prank was not a particular reason. It was to see how far he could go with a poor body. The result was not bad. It's not all of your strength, but you did it sincerely.

Leica was staring blankly at him as she glanced away. The knight who fought against him yesterday was jaw-dropping. Asher looked at Young-ju with her eyes wide open.

'You grew up well.'

His childhood appearance lingered from time to time. That little kid is old and has wrinkles now, and he's the owner of a land. I thought time had passed again.

"Oh, my dear.

Heiban, who was looking at Asher with complex eyes, said. He asked with his sunken eyes.

"Are you his disciple?"

That guy. I could guess who he was. Asher shook her head.

"I don't know who, but I don't have a teacher."

It doesn't change in the past and present life. Heiban grinned at the words.

"Then you. Make my disciple."

"What?"

"Hi-Ban!"

Caron shouted his neck out. a sodmaster disciple The position that every prosecutor wants is given to the child in front of him?

Asher replied.

"No."

***

"Huh?"

Highban was taken aback for a moment. He was a sodmaster, and the child in front of him was a prosecutor. So I thought I'd accept it, but the answer I got back was no.

Of course Asher had no intention of doing so. Being a student of a friend. I'm good at making funny noises. Above all, he could learn nothing from others. It doesn't change even if it's a sodmaster.

"Oh, Asher!"

Leica, who was watching blankly, screamed and ran. Standing in front of Asher, he drew a sword toward the highban.

"I don't know who you are, but what's the big deal? I can't believe you're attacking someone who's not doing anything!”

"Well, um... well."

The highban was stuttering. Technically, it was not wrong, but there was nothing to refute. He smiled awkwardly and lifted the sword.

"You're the only one who doesn't know me."

"What?"

Whore.

There was a spark of fire in reply to the question. pitch-black, but fancy. Black flames engulfed the sword and gave off heat.

"Ah…."

Leica's eyes shook. a black flame engulfed by a sword It shone brilliantly and dazzled her eyes. There was no magic touch. Then there is only one.

"Come…."

"Yes, he's a talented kid. I'm a sodmaster."

The master of the sword. The goal of all the swordsmen.

Heiban laughed.

"It grows up where you're going to reach someday."

***

Since then, the land has gone crazy. Yeongju made a big announcement that Sodmaster had visited, and the Yeongji people were turned upside down. They're commoners, and they're just as good as ever.

Young people came to the castle all day long and shouted for them to accept them as disciples, hurting their ears. Meanwhile, a strange rumor circulated.

Swordmaster is trying to bring in the garbage of the territory as a disciple.

"So, you really don't want to be my disciple?”

"I thought you said no.

"Cough."

Asher's indifferent answer made Hiban's tongue twitched nervously. Asher ignored him and swung the sword. Hiban once again admired the unwavering sword.

"That's perfect. I've only seen such a neat sword two or three times in my life."

"Are you not going?”

Unbearable Asher frowned. It was hard to concentrate on the training as I had been whining to become a student for days already.

"I don't know if he's this personality."

I remember being more serious and less talkative when I got older. Has it changed in 20 years? Asher groaned inwardly.

"If it's a sodmaster, there'll be a lot of places to call."

"There's no place for an old man who's been gone for 20 years. Wherever you go, it'll be a nuisance. I'm going to keep you company for a while."

"And jokes."

There is nowhere to refuse a sodmaster. If the news of this place is delivered to the Empire, it will turn over. The delegation was to visit soon. Highban wrinkled his nose.

"But it won't last long.”

"Then look at that kid, not me. It'll taste better than that."

At the end of her gaze, Leica was looking at the Haiban with a cat-like edge. The highban kicked his tongue again at the alarm.

"I've already spoken to him. But he politely refused. I already have a teacher, so I can't learn from others. He's a polite kid.”

"Yes…."

I didn't expect that. Heiban is a sodmaster. If taught by him, Leica could be strong, if anyone else could. But I can't believe you turned it down for him.

'You don't have to.’

Leica has a talent. You'd better learn from a better person. I was going to tell Sodmaster to be taught after a long time.

"Most of all, that kid will be strong. It doesn't matter whether I help or not. I'm more interested in you now.”

"I refuse."

Asher spoke with a single stroke, Hiban bowed his head sullenly. It was embarrassing to see him as old as he could be. Asher sighed. Thanks to that, I was able to train for a few days.

But it wasn't just a distraction. Asher recalled his memory. Fireworks burning black, come on. The senses, power, quality, method, all of which were reflected.

'It's different.'

Before he died, he became a sodmaster. But the oracle he created was something different from that of Hiban.

If we could make it again, we would know for sure, but the oracle was not expressed like a blocked bank.

Am I a sodmaster?’

I can't come up. The original version was different from that of a person who was praised as a sodmaster. In addition, strange powers have been created.

Most importantly, even the Swordmaster doesn't notice that he is a Swordmaster. The only thing Hiban admired was sword art.

Suddenly everything became awkward. I was suspicious of what I believed was natural. Asher bit her lips.

If Sodmaster doesn't know, a higher being would know.

the sword gate of the capital

The purpose has not changed. Rather, it became clear.