Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 21

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 21

Vincen shrugged his shoulders, picked up the sword sheath, and handed it back.

“Congratulations on getting a good sword.”

Jeron was quite shocked by those words.

Vincen’s actions just now.

This also meant forgiveness.

Jeron’s body, holding the sword, trembled slightly.

14-year-old Vincen had class.

‘Who am I facing?’

I felt like my own appearance contrasted so much with him.

I was so embarrassed that I didn’t have the courage to accept that sword.

“receive. “Then I can forgive you.”

“thank you.”

“I hope you don’t forget today’s shame.”

“I will keep this in mind, Confucius.”

Han Sen looked at that and narrowed his eyes.

His appearance and attitude were quite different from the Vincennes he had known through rumors.

I had never imagined Vincen like this.

“The way you get scolded is quite dignified, isn’t it? Haha! “This isn’t the Vincen I heard about.”

While Han Sen was laughing heartily, Julian quickly explained.

-Hansen. He is said to be the creator of the famous sword ‘Baekik’ and an old friend of his father. Well, after giving up on making the famous sword, he lost contact with his father. In any case, he is a Yajang who is known to have abandoned the spirit of a master. I was almost kicked out of the night market.

‘why?’

-This is because a large quantity of swords of very good quality were produced as if they were industrial products.

What this meant was that Han Sen was the one who made it possible for many warriors to be provided with uniformly high-quality weapons.

‘You are a great person.’

Vincen bowed his head towards Han Sen.

“I would like to formally greet you, I am Vincen Adenka, Prince of Adenka.”

“They say you’re a very ugly coward. “Was it all a rumor?”

“Shouldn’t we grow over time?”

“I guess it’s not growth, but transformation?”

“I take it as a compliment. thank you.”

It was a bit surprising to Julian.

-With your personality, I thought you would criticize me for being rude to you, right?

A time close to midnight.

He came without any prior notice and told me to hand over the red lotus.

I clearly mentioned Jeron’s mistake and received an apology from him.

Han Sen thought that Vincennes would be angry at him too.

Han Sen also seemed to find that strange.

“It doesn’t seem like you’re scared of me.”

Han Sen’s eyes narrowed.

“Why aren’t you angry?”

“that… … .”

Some time passed.

“Because you are a more honorable person than anyone else, having given up being an honorable yardworker.”

“what?”

Han Sen smiled and said as if it were absurd.

“Are you saying that I’m a cowardly traitor?”

“I’m sure you know very well that that’s not the case.”

Vincen looked at Han Sen with calm eyes.

He had no intention of criticizing Han Sen.

“What a fascinating guy.”

“In return for giving up his own honor, he would have raised the honor of countless warriors and saved their lives.”

For warriors, high-quality weapons are another life.

Many people survived thanks to him giving up his honor as a field leader.

Since he was the one who gave the gift of life to warriors, it was right for him to show courtesy.

“If there had been a field leader like you a long time ago, many great warriors would have been produced.”

Unfortunately, there was no field field like this 500 years ago.

The mana at the time was less refined than it is now, and if the mana was handled incorrectly, the sword would break.

There were many warriors who died or suffered serious injuries after being stabbed by their own swords.

“The young man speaks as if he has been living for a very long time.”

Then Han Sen kept quiet for a while.

‘I feel so strange.’

He then spoke roughly.

“I’m doing it to make money anyway, so there’s no need to give me too much credit.”

“If that were the case, you would have produced a famous sword.”

The famous sword ‘Baekik’ used by Adenka’s matriarch Khan.

If it were a newly manufactured sword by the master who created the white wing, its value would not be dared to be estimated.

“I think there are a lot of rich people who would give ten million gold to get a sword like Baek-ik.”

The story is very different from other people.

If you were a person with decent skills, it would have been better to print industrial products.

However, for the very few field managers with top-level skills like Han Sen, producing luxury goods was much more efficient and better.

There is a way to achieve both wealth and fame, but Han Sen did not take that path.

‘I am indeed.’

Han Sen was somewhat moved.

He remembered what his teacher had taught him.

-Hansen. As long as there is one warrior who truly understands my value, I can be considered a successful blacksmith.

In my younger days, that ‘one person’ was Khan.

It felt like I met another person at dusk.

“Enough of that. “I’m an old man now, so I can’t make a famous sword.”

Han Sen, half grumbling, changed the topic.

“How old are you?”

“Fourteen.”

“When I look at you, I am reminded of someone from the past.”

Looking at this child’s eyes reminded me of Khan from the past.

At that time, Khan recognized the value of field equipment.

The same thing happened to Vincennes now.

“thank you.”

“Who do you think of?”

“It must be a good thing.”

“Heng!”

“Look at that. “You’re not saying no.”

Han Sen looked at Vincen as if he were dumbfounded.

There was something about Vincen that was unusual for a fourteen-year-old.

Han Sen was silent for a moment and then opened his mouth.

“That’s it. “Give me a red lotus.”

“Here it is.”

Vincen handed over Hongryeon.

After taking the red lotus, Han Sen aimed the red lotus at Vincen.

“A warrior gives me his sword so easily so I can use it?”

Then, Vincen’s answer was spectacular.

“The unmanned sword obscures the opponent.”

The unmanned sword protects me and my precious things from enemies.

The unmanned sword cuts down all things with malicious intent.

The unmanned sword respects those who are worthy of respect.

“I handed it over because the other person was an honorable fieldman.”

“… … .”

Han Sen snorted once again.

“You speak well.”

Julian was equally astonished.

-Are you not the type of person who is not good at talking? Are you saying you’ve only practiced martial arts your whole life and don’t know anything else? You put oil on your tongue?

‘Isn’t this the realm of eloquence?’

-If that’s not eloquence, what is? Look, now, the old man was very impressed.

This was not the realm of eloquence, but the realm of sincerity.

There was no need for deep thinking or excellent speaking skills as it was something I learned through everyday thinking and experience.

‘The truth prevails.’

-I really have nothing to say because it really worked out, ugh.

Han Sen withdrew his sword and looked at Hongryeon closely.

‘There are traces of time, but there are no traces of intense sword fighting.’

he asked.

“I heard you’ve been sparring with Jeron a lot lately, right?”

“yes.”

“You also defeated the red demon with this?”

“I did.”

When a sword collides with a sword, a wound is formed on the sword.

The field leaders call this the ‘geomsang’ of the sword.

‘There are no sword marks on the red lotus at all.’

Even though it is a red demon and a spirit body, Xeron’s sword is not a spirit sword.

How did this happen?

I definitely saw it with my own eyes.

Xeron’s sword suffered serious injuries that lasted its life.

In that case, there had to be a large sword statue in Hongryeon as well.

If there is an action, there is also a reaction.

“I don’t even know what happened.”

In that case, I thought I would have to face it myself to find out.

“Can you show me your sword skills?”

“You mean now?”

“okay.”

‘I’m in a bit of trouble right now.’

Currently, Vincen’s body was not normal.

The number of times you can reliably use a special skill sword attack is only two times per day.

All of your stamina has already been used up.

‘But opportunities like this are rare.’

This too was the realm of the sixth sense.

Vincen sensed that today’s meeting was a big ‘event’ and did not want to miss it.

But then, a knock was heard.

“Confucius, is it okay if I come in?”

It was a tax collector.

Just as Seri was checking on Vincen’s bed and trying to bring him some warm purified water, he accidentally overheard the conversation between Vincen and Hansen.

“come in.”

Seri opened the door and came in, bowed slightly and looked at Han Sen.

“Hansen. I. Seed.”

Seri was always kind, but today her voice was a little different.

Han Sen’s body flinched.

It was fun.

At midnight, Adenka’s direct descendants came without hesitation, but were strangely observant of the tax collector’s feelings.

-Oh! Come to think of it, I heard that Hansen was the one who personally brought in the tax collector from the fallen Hisley family. That guy is the one who introduced Seri to Adenka. It is said that when Se-ri was very young, Uncle Han Sen raised her.

The two said that their relationship was almost like a father-daughter relationship.

Now that I think about it, a faint smile appears in the corners of Han Sen’s eyes, which used to look like a kid.

Vincenne had seen that faint smile before.

Seri often smiled like that towards Vincen himself.

‘Seri’s blind love for me… … ‘Did you learn it from Han Sen?’

It is said that love is love.

It seemed like Se-ri’s reasonless love was something she learned from Han Sen.

It was something unfamiliar to Vincennes that he had never learned before.

“Confucius, it is already long past your bedtime. “Do you know what time it is?”

“But I really need to see that guy’s sword.”

“You can see me tomorrow!”

“How do I know how my mind will change tomorrow? Don’t you know best about the whims of the dwarves?”

Seri knew Vincen’s physical condition well.

I sparred with Jeron during the day today, and I knew that now was the time to rest.

‘It would be difficult for Confucius to say that things are difficult now.’

So, after eavesdropping, I deliberately came forward.

“Confucius, you must sleep.”

“The sun is still high in the sky?”

“Mid-heaven? Midheaven? “Did you say it’s mid-heaven right now?”

Seri opened her eyes.

“Don’t open your eyes like that. “It’s scary.”

“My uncle also nagged me to go to bed early when I was about fourteen.”

“… … .”

“I told you something to make your ears swell after midnight.”

“It’s all for you…” … .”

“It is my job to serve Confucius.”

Han Sen could not refute and looked at Seri.

Although Seri had become an adult, he still looked like a child in Han Sen’s eyes.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to visit you at your workshop often these days. “I will stop by often from now on.”

“joy.”

“yes?”

“Heng! “I don’t really want anything like that.”

Han Sen snorted, but seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

Then he listened to the tax collector.

“Then tomorrow. “What time can I come?”

Vincen replied.

“I’ll see you at 9 o’clock.”

Thanks to Seri, I gained some time.

After completing the magic rotation through meditation once, Vincen went to sleep.

Soon morning came.

Vincen washed his body with cold water.

-It looks like you’re more nervous than during the real-time inspection meeting?

‘I’m nervous.’

-why?

‘Isn’t this an opportunity to formally meet one of the most outstanding field leaders of our time?’

In order to reach the top as a martial artist, the help of a master was essential.

From Vincen’s point of view, this was a very good opportunity as a military officer.

‘What does a contemporary master evaluate my swordsmanship like?’

Vincen’s heart was pounding.

fantasy,