Reincarnation Genius Sword Master - Episode 31
Raon slowly opened his eyes. A smile bloomed on my face as I felt the hot energy firmly rooted in my Danjeon.
He overcame Lars’ strong interference and created the Aura of Comic Ball. It was much larger than expected, and it was a well-thought-out mass of auror.
‘Comics aren’t everything.’
Next to the cartoon ball’s aura, which looked like a ball of lava, there was a cold air that looked like it had been lifted from a glacier from the North Sea.
It was a product of coincidence, created when the heat of a charcoal kiln was used to push out the cold air of the lath.
‘Is this such a blessing in disguise?’
The size of the cartoon ball aura was more than twice as large as expected, and a cold aura was also created next to it.
The reward for risking one’s life and enduring extreme pain was far beyond imagination.
Raon calmed his pounding heart and looked at the message that appeared before his eyes.
[You have acquired
It was a message that Comic Ball had reached 2 stars as soon as it was created.
‘I knew it.’
I knew that the energy of the manga ball that had settled in the Danjeon was much greater than expected, and that I had achieved 2 stars in an instant.
‘It will bloom right away.’
Anecdote (一花) and Anecdote (一火) that can be used from the time the cartoonist reaches level 2. I felt like I could use that ability right away.
As I was smiling in anticipation, a second message came up.
[The two strands of cold from
[The melted cold condensed and the characteristic
[Receiving the powerful cold energy of
An exclamation came out naturally.
It was a message that the two strands of the curse of extreme cold had melted away and the low-quality physical strength had disappeared.
This alone is great, but what’s really important is what’s underneath.
A message that the cold air in the mana circuit has condensed and acquired the characteristic of bitter cold. The cold aura next to the comic ball’s aura was this bitter cold.
‘It’s cold… .’
In fact, the only reason I tried to absorb the cold air from the mana circuit instead of expelling it was to increase water resistance.
I was both happy and embarrassed by the unexpected reward of extreme cold.
I didn’t even fully understand the contents yet, but the third message came to mind.
[You have overcome the disruption caused by
[In return for showing extreme mental strength, all abilities increase by 3 points.]
As soon as the message came to mind, my abilities increased. A warm feeling of joy came once again to my body and mind, which had expanded and then contracted.
‘Is it a dream?’
I was just trying to learn Manga Ball, but my abilities rose to 2 stars in Manga Ball and 2 stars in Cold.
Thanks to Lars’s interference, I was able to achieve a level that would have taken me several years to train in one go.
As I turned off the message and smiled, a suppressed voice burst out from Lars.
-What are you! How can you overcome that situation?
The usual solemn tone of speech also disappeared. Lars was literally exploding with anger.
‘I told you not to do it to me. No matter what I do, it’s no use.’
Raon waved his hand in a bluff manner.
-It does not make sense! This doesn’t make sense! Even when the main king was in the demon world, there was no humiliation like this. How could something like this happen… .
‘Give up now.’
I’m pretending to be relaxed, but just now I really thought I was going to die. For three months, she barely managed to survive thanks to walking around the charcoal kiln and reading the energy around her.
‘I have to be careful.’
It became clear today. Even if we have become a little closer, Lars is a clear enemy. He must never reveal his weaknesses and secrets to the bastard.
“Gwae, are you okay?”
While Ras was trembling, Vulcan approached. His eyes were shaking as if they were going to pop out.
Raon stood up. As my abilities increased and two types of auras were created, my body became as light as a feather.
“Then what did you get?”
Vulcan’s lips were still trembling as he spoke in a low voice.
“yes. Thanks to.”
I nodded loudly. Thanks to the aura created in the Danjeon, I was full of strength no matter what I did.
“So I’m sorry. “The kiln collapsed because of me.”
Raon pointed to the collapsed charcoal kiln. It was his fault that the solid charcoal kiln collapsed like that.
When I bowed my head in apology, Vulcan tapped my shoulder and approached the palanquin.
“If there were no problems, that was done. Just rebuild the charcoal kiln… hmm?”
Balkan’s eyes widened to the size of a flower lantern as he looked at the collapsed charcoal kiln with a grin.
He was rummaging through the collapsed charcoal kiln and lifted with tongs three shiny golden charcoals near the furnace.
I’ve seen white charcoal and black charcoal, but this is the first time I’ve seen charcoal shining in gold like that.
I remembered. When I first met him, he said that Balkan makes gold coal, not white and black coal. Looking at that golden light, I think it’s a gold bullet.
“It seems like the luck wasn’t just yours.”
“This is a golden bullet. “Artisan charcoal has a stronger heat than white charcoal and lasts longer than black charcoal.”
Vulcan placed charcoal emitting golden heat on the steel plate.
“I’ve been trying to make this charcoal for over 10 years, and I can’t believe I succeeded like this. “Life really is something you never know.”
He looked at the gold bullet with an ecstatic face.
“Thanks to you. “Thank you.”
“I haven’t done anything in particular.”
“Every time you practiced, the flames of the palanquin fluctuated, and the flames of your breathing came to life. I’m an idiot who’s only ever held a hammer my whole life, but I can see what you did. “This is thanks to you.”
When I was about to say that I didn’t do anything in particular, Balkan continued.
“What is your goal?”
I couldn’t answer right away. I don’t know why he asked, but when I saw the serious look in his eyes, I felt like he had to answer.
‘It’s a goal… .’
As I promised myself while practicing, what lies at the end of the path is, of course, revenge on Derus. But the most important thing now is Sylvia. I wanted her to be happy.
For that… .
Rather than being ferociously strong, I needed strength that would not break under any circumstances and would never fall.
It was in the same context as a flame that would not go out, as when capturing the image of fire.
“I want to become a prosecutor who is not discouraged by anyone or under any circumstances.”
“It won’t break? “That doesn’t sound like something coming from the mouth of a child.”
Vulcan chuckled. It seemed like a happy laugh rather than a sneer.
He called his name for the first time. It seemed to be Balkan’s own recognition.
“How many years until you get your own sword?”
“I don’t know exactly, but I think it will take three to five years.”
In order for Sieghart Muin to have his own sword, rather than a supply sword, he must complete basic training and pass the swordsman exam. It takes approximately 3 to 5 years.
Vulcan muttered, “If that’s enough, I can handle it.”
“Come to me when you have established an unbreakable heart. “Let’s save these guys for that day.”
Vulcan carefully shook the gold bullet on the steel plate.
“Are you saying you want me to make you a sword? “Aren’t you retired?”
“Retirement reversals are quite common.”
He smiled brightly. When I first saw him, the wrinkles that were full of fatigue and lethargy seemed to be filled with vitality.
Vulcan lightly waved his hand and went down the mountain. It was a very casual greeting considering we had only seen each other for three months, but it was befitting.
Balkan’s back against the sunlight looked 30 years younger than when I first saw it.
‘Anyway, it’s good.’
When Raon opened his hand, a bright red flame burned like a snake’s tongue. He was a cartoonist’s auror.
Since I got to 2 stars from the beginning, there was no need to control it. The cartoon ball’s flames were perfectly following its will.
As I clenched my fist, the flames disappeared, leaving only a thin heat.
‘this time… hmm?’
As I was trying to take in the bitter cold, I felt a very subtle presence above the tree on my right.
It was small enough to be thought of as a mountain bird or a small living animal, but Raon knew who it was.
“Please come out now.”
Raon looked up the tree and patted his palm. As he fixed his gaze, Rimer fell like a monkey from the bare tree.
“Eh, did you know?”
He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
“I found out a little while ago.”
“Tsk, was that really the case? “I was startled when I saw the fire.”
Rimmer clicked his tongue briefly. There was a clear look of surprise in his green eyes.
“Are you still watching?”
“No, today is the first time.”
He was smiling, but not with the usual ease. This is the expression of a child who has been caught lying.
‘Isn’t it obvious?’
Rimmer was not a person so harsh that he would leave his trainees here and abandon them. He appears to have been watched steadily for the past three months.
Raon bowed his head.
“I said no. really.”
Rimmer scratched his head and looked away.
When I say thank you, they actually don’t like it and feel embarrassed. This elf was also far from ordinary.
“It’s a little late, but I have an Auror. Congratulations.”
“thank you. “I don’t think it’s particularly late.”
Raon spread red flames over his fingers. Rimmer frowned upon seeing that.
“You can’t believe you use the aura as soon as you create it.”
He sighed with a tired expression.
“Isn’t it normal?”
“Is this the first time I’ve seen someone use Auras as soon as they learn them?”
Rimmer muttered that he usually becomes proficient in using Aurors after a week to a month.
“Now go down. “I have to arrive before I’m late for training.”
Rimmer patted Raon on the shoulder and smiled.
“Aren’t you going, instructor?”
“I’m going to clean that up and go.”
He pointed to a charcoal kiln that had collapsed. The flames were gone, but the heat still remained.
“I will help too.”
“There’s no need for that.”
Rimmer shook his head and caught Raon who was trying to turn around.
“I’m an instructor, so it’s okay for me to be late, but it’s not okay for trainees to be late.”
“… … .”
Raon, what kind of nonsense is that? This was his expression, but Rimmer waved his hand and ignored it.
“Anyway, I’ll take care of everything and leave. “Go down.”
“… All right. thank you.”
He bowed his head once more and went down the mountain.
After confirming that Raon had gone down, Rimer looked at the charcoal kiln. Vulcan prevented the fire from spreading from the beginning, so there was no need to touch it.
The reason I stayed here wasn’t because of that kiln.
“Please come out now.”
Raon looked up and called the man, just as he did when he called himself.
The air shook silently, and a blond old man wearing black long robe came down. It was Glenn Sieghart.
“Did you enjoy the sightseeing?”
“… … .”
Glenn silently looked at the collapsed charcoal kiln and the spot where Raon was sitting.
“You came to visit me every day because you were worried about your grandchild, but I think you can feel at ease now.”
“I’ve never done that.”
He shook his head and raised a finger.
Following Glenn’s gesture, the remains of the collapsed kiln were gathered in one place.
Coo coo coo coo!
The debris was twisted into a circle like a rose vine, compressed, and then completely erased.
If it weren’t for the blackened charred marks on the floor, no one would have guessed that there was a kiln here. It was an incredible ability to operate Aurors.
“Perhaps thanks to the heat consumed inside the charcoal kiln, the amount and purity of the aura is no joke. In addition, I immediately used the aurors that were installed there. “It is also a great talent.”
“That’s not all.”
Glenn closed his eyes, looking down the mountain path that Raon had gone down.
“This guy even made the bond given to him his own.”
* * *
South of Sieghart, there is a village where the lights never go out. The city of night leaders. This is the village of Mirtan, where blacksmiths hammer day and night.
In the innermost part of the village, there is a workshop that is round and shaped like a ball. A light came on in the blacksmith shop that had not been lit for over 10 years.
“what! “The fire has come on in the former village chief’s workshop!”
“Chief. No, the former chief is back!”
“You’re back? “You’re retired!”
“Didn’t you go back to your hometown?”
A blacksmith who was working, a blacksmith who was sleeping, and even a blacksmith who was going on a business trip. Everyone rushed to the former village chief’s workshop.
And asked. Why did she come back?
“I made a promise.”
Balkan, the former chief of Myrtan Village and a legend among blacksmiths, has dusted off his blacksmith shop.
“You have to prepare your body until that day comes.”
He picked up a hammer, lit a fire, and smiled brightly.
“Because I have to make a sword that can surpass Jincheon Sword.”