The Rule of Reincarnation Episode 127
Colorful, brilliant light leaking from the crack.
Vincen felt something was unusual.
‘The light is dimming?’
It didn’t seem like there was much time.
Vincennes didn’t think deeply.
With the trained sixth sense typical of an old warrior, he judged that there was no ‘danger’.
I reflexively stretched out my hand toward the light.
Julian, who had come to trust Vincen’s sixth sense to a certain extent, did not particularly stop him.
‘Something is caught.’
My finger caught something.
The colorful light almost disappeared, and Vincen pulled his hand out of the crack.
In his hand was a round ring.
“It’s a ring.”
-Wow, this is really hidden.
A ring that is not broken in two but is in perfect shape.
Julian said in a trembling voice.
-I’d better go to Old Man Hansen right away. It’s not serious.
Even though Vincen didn’t say anything, Seri took care of organizing Vincen’s luggage.
So that when Vincen gives the order, he can immediately set off on his way.
5 a.m. the next day.
Vincen and his party left Dersona and began heading to Adenka’s home.
Wilson looked around.
“huh?”
A large number of people were gathered in front of Vincen’s lodgings.
They were standing in an orderly line on both sides of the road.
Citizens of the former Hellaite city, they paid homage to Vincennes in the manner of the Red Fortress.
“Humble salute to full honor!”
“Humble salute to full honor!”
5 o’clock in the morning.
At a time when the morning sun had not even risen properly, numerous citizens came out to bid farewell to Vincennes.
Holding a yellow flag, they cheered for Vincen and his group.
Thanks to this, Wilson became more confident and became a servant with very wide strides.
Several days have passed.
“Confucius. “If you just take this mobile gateway, you will arrive at Kansar.”
Khansar.
It was a term referring to the large city where Adenca’s headquarters is located.
For convenience, people called it ‘Adenka Main House’, but the official name was ‘Khansar’.
A letter had arrived at the mobile gateway management office heading to Khansar.
Seri said.
“Confucius. There is news that Cadet Selvira has almost arrived in Yongrim. “I heard that I received the old books that Confucius gave me well.”
“okay.”
“There is another letter from Lord Herka.”
“To Lord Herka?”
“When on earth are you going to hold the 7th level promotion ceremony?” … .”
“that’s right. I had to go through a promotion ceremony. “It’s unintentionally delayed a lot.”
Just when I was thinking that I should finish it quickly and return to the Red Fortress.
The tax collector cleared his throat and handed over the contents of the letter.
“Choi, I would like you to come as slowly as possible. Confucius’s promotion was so unusual and unprecedented that the process was cumbersome, so don’t rush… … .”
Vincen grinned.
“That’s befitting a fortress commander.”
It was clearly written that way in the letter, but Vincen actually knew.
‘I guess this means that I should slowly finish my work with Manager Hansen and come back.’
Seven months have already passed since I entered Yonglim.
No matter how unprecedented and complex the procedure was, preparation time was sufficient.
Herca may be lazy, but Vargon is sincere.
Vargon would have already completed all preparations.
‘Thank you, Lord Herka.’
It was definitely different from my previous life.
Now, there are more people standing by his side.
That made Vincen very happy.
Wilson stepped forward.
“Confucius. Where should I lead you?”
“I’m going to Fieldmaster Hansen’s workshop.”
I took the mobile gateway and moved.
There was no long delay.
I immediately went to Hansen’s blacksmith shop.
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Millie, a 17-year-old girl working as a maid at a blacksmith shop, muttered to herself.
“Ah~ I hate people.”
Previous,
Reporters came at random and Millie, who had been working hard to control traffic, was now very tired.
She was a bit misanthropic.
“Among them, I really hate reporters.”
They completely ignored things like respect for blacksmiths, workplace rules, and the rules and promises that blacksmiths kept.
The workshop was thrown into chaos just to get an interview with Hansen, and it was the job of Millie, the handyman, to clean up after it.
“But what I hate the most is the truth about people claiming that they are noblemen and noble women.”
As the light rain of reporting passed, now the storm of truth came.
Something happened just yesterday too.
-what? Are reservations closed? What kind of bullshit are you talking about? If you give money, it’s money! double! I’ll give you twice as much, so make my sword right now!
-You don’t want to make money? I’m full.
Or,
-How about donating that outstanding talent so that it can be used for something good for society? yes? You can’t afford it? Ha, why don’t you use those great abilities for something bright? I’m disappointed. This is very deplorable.
Or,
-You say he’s a master? You should give me a sword too!
He even begged me to hand over the sword.
-They don’t even take orders. Am I that funny? I understand that you are disrespecting our family.
I heard that threat the day before yesterday.
So, I was in a state of exhaustion, and a nobleman came to visit me again today.
He looked a little younger.
He was a handsome man, quite tall.
“What’s going on? Are you here to request the production of weapons? “All the blacksmiths are fully booked.”
She played ahead of time.
Rather, hitting the player like this was a quick way to filter out the truth.
‘Just try to stir up trouble with our old man again, I won’t leave you alone.’
Hansen does not take reservations at all.
I am working hard to make just one sword.
Despite this, the sons of influential people often yelled at Han Sen to bring out his sword.
Because it happened several times a day, her voice was not friendly.
Vincen smiled cheerfully.
“It looks like the manager has regained some of his honor.”
Apparently, mentioning Hansen after defeating Kagon had some effect.
That felt very good.
Looking at that, Millie tilted her head.
‘huh? Is it somehow different from other guys?’
I looked a little closer.
Now that I think about it, it was a little strange.
‘It seems similar to Prince Vincent as described in writing… … .’
Thanks to Hansen’s consideration, she was able to learn to read despite being from an ordinary family.
Because she couldn’t handle mana, the content of the newsletter she could see was limited.
This was because you had to be able to handle the minimum amount of mana in order to recall the person’s appearance or video record recorded in the newsletter.
Anyway, she had come across Vincen several times through articles in newsletters.
“if… … . “What is your name?”
“Vincen Adenca. This is the 7th Prince of Adenka. “What is the lady’s name?”
“Well, my name is Millie. There is no particular family worth mentioning as a last name. “Please just call me Millie.”
Millie stared at Vincen in fascination for a moment.
‘This is the first time anyone has asked my name.’
If you give your name, it is polite to ask the other person’s name as well.
Originally, there were not many people who observed such trivial manners here.
I could feel it just by looking at his eyes.
‘It’s not like you’re ignoring me.’
It was a look that looked at people from person to person.
Eyes that look at Millie the person, not Millie the handyman.
She recalled the descriptions in the newsletter.
‘Dark red eyes. ‘Sharp nose and jawline.’
and,
‘Uniform!’
She didn’t know that the uniform was that of the Red Fortress, but the boy wearing the uniform had the elegance of a child from a prestigious family.
Millie thought about the news about Vincennes.
‘The youngest celebrity. Rescue of inmates from vagabond camp. The nobleman of Adenka who defeated the genius of Samion and destroyed the stronghold of Helaim!’
And there was one most important thing.
‘A wise warrior who recognized our old man as a master general!’
Everything that Vincen achieved became his aura.
At least that was the case for Millie.
‘wow. He’s really handsome.’
She could swear.
I’ve experienced a lot of people so far, but they’ve all been seafood.
When I saw Vincen, the world became brighter.
“The world is still beautiful. “There is hope.”
She felt love for humanity and saw hope.
Thanks to this, Millie, who suffered from misanthropy, was cured of her misanthropy.
“I don’t know what this means, but I would like to meet Manager Hansen. “Could you please put a message inside?”
“Sure. Please wait a moment, Prince Vincent Adenca!”
Her tone of voice was very kind.
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Millie, who had gone into the workshop, came back out and apologized.
“sorry. “I was unable to deliver it because I was working very hard right now.”
“are you okay. I’ll wait.”
Vincen waited for a while.
Approximately 7 hours passed.
In the meantime, five or six guests visited.
About three of them poured out harsh words to Millie.
“How can you open your eyes and talk back?”
“Do you treat guests like this? Do you think you can survive doing business like this? “I’ll see if I can get away with it even after rumors spread in the social circles.”
Vincen saw such a scuffle with his own eyes.
“You’ve been through a lot.”
We announced the deadline for reservations through various newsletters, and put up a sign at the entrance of the alley stating that ‘reservations are not possible’, but it was no use.
“It happens every day, right?”
Millie brought out tea.
Compared to Seri, her skills were very poor, so the tea was quite bitter.
“Confucius, the way you drink tea is elegant and handsome.”
“… … .”
“Are you dating a lady by any chance?”
She let her imagination run wild on her own.
“Of course there is, right? She must be the most beautiful lady in the world. lol.”
“… … .”
Millie looked at Vincen with eyes full of longing.
I felt like I had met someone who lived in a different world than myself.
Vincen felt a little burdened by the look in her eyes, as she was a fan who had met her idol without any hesitation.
As the sun was slowly setting.
Han Sen appeared, drenched in sweat.
“Vincen? “What’s going on here?”
“I have something I need to show you.”
Han Sen held out his hand and Vincen took his hand.
Millie sat at the table, rested her chin and looked at the figure.
‘Hmm. Prince Vincen, you are handsome.’
Han Sen’s condition now was ridiculous.
He was covered in sweat and his hands were covered in all sorts of soot and dirt.
‘I heard that those mineral powders sting when they touch the skin.’
However, Vincen clasped his hands as if he did not care about such things at all.
There was respect in Vincennes eyes as he looked at Hanssen.
He did not hide his respect for the blacksmith, whom he recognized as a master craftsman.
“It appears that the muscle size has decreased.”
“I’m so focused on making your sword, I wonder if I can eat it properly.”
Han Sen frowned.
“You will be responsible for my enormous loss of muscle in the future.”
“What can compensate for that great loss?”
“That’s up to you.”
“Hahaha, I understand. “I will think about the reward I will give to the master.”
“You guy. “You’ve grown so much taller.”
Although Han Sen’s expression was not very bright, his eyes clearly showed goodwill.
I felt a little happy to see Vincen growing up so quickly.
After saying hello to Han Sen, Vincen took out rings and a blue gem.
As soon as Han Sen saw them, his eyes widened.
“How did you get this precious thing?”
He seemed to know something about this ring.
fantasy,
