Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 32

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 32

“Oh, it’s hot!”

Seri, who was ironing the black uniform at Vincen’s request, blew on his hands.

I hurt my hand a little because I was in such a hurry.

But I didn’t pay much attention to it.

‘I have to return to the sparring hall quickly. Confucius is having a duel.’

It still bothers me that I wasn’t able to be with him during the Jingeom meeting.

The first duel with Adenka’s immediate family was a must-see.

‘It’s done!’

Seri ran eagerly, holding a black uniform in her hand.

Fortunately, the duel was not over yet.

‘uh?’

At some point.

Vincen cut off Marlon’s right wrist.

Seri, who was not an unmanned person, was not properly aware of the process.

What mattered was that Vincenne beat Malone.

‘Confucius won!’

I know how much Malone tormented Vincen.

‘Hmph, shame on you! ‘You bastard!’

in between,

Vargon used freezing magic to provide first aid to Malon’s wrist.

“slip.”

Then I put Marlon to sleep.

Remembering a shock that was severe enough to cut off one’s wrist for a long time was not a good thing for an unmanned person.

I shifted my gaze towards Vincennes.

“Vincent. “It’s your victory.”

Vargon’s low voice declared Vincen’s victory.

He, who had a lot of experience as a mercenary, swallowed his voice when he saw the cut edge of his wrist.

‘How can it be so neat?’

This could not be explained simply by ‘skill’.

He could tell.

This was a cutting edge that only those who had truly cut down people could have.

If there is even a moment of hesitation with the sword, such a clean cross section cannot be produced.

‘From the time I was hunting the Cheongan White Tiger to now. ‘It goes far beyond my imagination.’

My heart pounded when I saw Vincen.

Bargon had met many warriors in the past, but today’s Vincen was special.

In addition, Vincen also told him to use the nameplate to summon the priest in advance.

The person who coordinated today’s duel from beginning to end was Vincennes.

Some cadets cheered.

“Rain, Vincen won!”

“Isn’t it enough to win?”

Not a single one of them felt sorry for Malone’s injuries.

Goosebumps appeared all over Shizen’s body.

‘I never thought I could beat Malone like that.’

He always thought.

He said that he, who is 14 years old, cannot beat Marlon, who is 16 years old.

As a collateral of collateral, he had no choice but to be a loser.

But what Vincen showed was something completely different.

Selvira quietly stood next to Shizen.

“You know that Vincent doesn’t even have a mental image, right?”

“… … know.”

There is no image and no protection.

In some ways, the conditions were worse than mine.

But I overcame it.

It wasn’t just about overcoming it, it was overpowering it.

“It is said that the only fear allowed to a warrior is reverence.”

“… … .”

Selvira patted Shizen’s shoulder.

“how is it? “Can you get over it now?”

Vincen proudly achieved what was thought to be impossible due to numerous excuses.

It showed Shizen something new.

Looking at Vincennes, I saw a new world.

“I don’t know.”

Shizen looked at Selvira.

“… … “Can I do it too?”

“you can do it. Vincen showed it to me. “To us.”

Shizen nodded.

The confidence that I could do it grew.

Another name for that confidence was hope.

Even without Adenka’s talent.

Even without blessings and images.

Still, the hope that we can fly higher.

At that time, someone came running in a huff.

“Who, who is the owner of this nameplate?”

It was ‘Chelven’, a level 5 priest of Gaia who was staying as a guest.

His hair was quite gray, and he looked to be in his mid to late 40s.

“That’s me.”

As Vincen raised his right hand, the priest’s eyes widened.

“Eh?”

Although the level itself was not high, he had a long career and was an experienced person within the Gaia Temple.

He knew quite well about the internal affairs of the Gaia Temple.

‘That little boy has Priest Dulan’s name plate?’

The nameplate of a third-class priest is precious.

However, it was not just a third-class priest; it was the nameplate of ‘Dullan’.

Divinity promoted by retired priests.

One of the candidates for High Priesthood.

“Uh, how did you get this plaque, boy?”

“I’m sure you know, priest, that there will be no reason to answer.”

Cheven was startled.

The boy was not wrong.

That’s what having a nameplate meant.

The boy was no different from a third-class priest of Gaia.

Therefore, it was for this side, not that side, that one had to be polite, and one could not carelessly ask questions to a superior.

The boy’s tone was not too harsh, but he pointed out the facts with dignity.

‘You look young… … .’

It was a well-established chaven in the new building.

It was thanks to his quick wit and management skills that he was able to become a member of the ‘Gaia Church’, one of the major religious orders, even though his skills were not that outstanding.

So I was able to recognize it right away.

‘A huge guy jumped out.’

That boy is by no means ordinary.

If he were ordinary to begin with, he wouldn’t have been able to have Doolan’s nameplate.

He hurriedly changed his mind.

“Who am I to treat…” … .”

I saw a big boy sleeping with his wrists cut off.

Judging from the fact that he was wearing a white badge, he seemed to be a 9th grade cadet.

‘If there’s a 9th grade cadet that big… … I think it’s Malone.’

I glanced at Vincennes.

Vincen was also wearing a white badge.

‘A 9th grade cadet made Malone like that?’

It was a difficult situation to understand.

He didn’t know much about the 9th class cadets.

However, I did know that there were two representative 9th grade cadets.

‘One is Malone. I thought one was a female cadet.’

But no matter how you look at it, that boy was not a ‘woman’.

This means that he is not a representative cadet.

‘Then who are you?’

Moreover, isn’t there even Lord Vargon here?

It was not very common for something like this to happen in the presence of a wizard.

“Uh, I’ll treat you quickly. Thanks to Lord Vargon for providing good first aid… … .”

“That’s not the priority.”

Vincen called Seri.

“Seri.”

Seri hesitantly came closer.

Vincen carefully grabbed Seri’s wrist and lifted it up.

“You shouldn’t have been more careful.”

Vincen’s eyes caught sight of his hand, which had been burned while in a hurry to iron.

I told Cheven.

“Please do me a favor.”

Seri’s burns were much deeper than those of Marlon, who lost his wrist.

At least for Vincennes.

“Well, that kid… … .”

“This is my maid. “Please first.”

Level 5 priest Cheven left Malon, Adenka’s direct descendant, alone and began to treat Seri, the maid, first.

That sight resonated greatly with Bargon and the cadets.

* * *

“No matter how you think about it, it was cool.”

Selvira, the 9th grade representative cadet, exclaimed in succession, “Huh, huh, huh.”

She sat on the bed and thought about Vincennes.

I never imagined that Vincen would show something like that.

If this is enough as soon as I receive the 9th grade cadet badge, what else will I show next?

“It’s Vincen. Vincen. Ugly Vincen.”

Selvira laughed lightly.

The lion that did not roar bit the wild cat and killed it.

In her eyes, Vincennes was a proper lion.

“I want to talk more.”

I thought you were handsome.

She jumped out of bed.

I wanted to talk more with Vincen.

However, Vincennes was not in Dormitory 5.

“Where is Vincent?”

The person who answered was Shizen.

His expression was strangely flushed.

“I think I went to see Lord Vargon.”

“Why are you so excited?”

“The deputy commander of the Red Fortress is having a personal interview with a 9th grade cadet.”

“But why are you so excited?”

Shizen’s face turned red.

I felt a little ashamed of the fact that I had projected myself into Vincennes.

He was not Vincennes, and Vincenne was not himself.

Selvira smiled.

“are you okay. I understand. “Everyone is like that right now.”

“Yeah, really?”

“huh. “I’m kind of like that too.”

Selvira turned around.

“I’m greedy, Jeungmal.”

Selvira was clearly aware of her limitations and weaknesses.

I knew that no matter how much I flew and crawled, I would never be able to surpass the ‘proper’ Adenka lineage by force.

Moreover, her real dream was not to be ‘unmanned’.

The reason I entered the Red Fortress was not because I wanted to grow up as a warrior.

It was to choose for oneself the lord he would serve.

‘I was thinking of becoming the second princess.’

Today I saw another direct descendant named Vincen.

A strange boy who cannot grasp his potential with his own ‘eyes’.

‘If I’m with Vincen.’

I had a strange feeling that I could really dream if I was with Vincen.

‘Can I study with peace of mind?’

In fact, her dream was to become a historian.

I want to follow in the footsteps of forgotten history.

* * *

Vincen said:

“I understand this is unusual.”

“It’s unusual.”

It was unusual for someone like the deputy director of the Red Fortress to interview a ‘9th grade cadet’.

It was even rarer for the cadet to accept what he requested first.

“I wanted to hear the exact reason you wanted to meet with me, but… … “I think I understand.”

Vincenne was wearing a black uniform that had been neatly ironed by the tax collector.

He pointed the tip of his sword toward the ground.

The tip of the sword slightly touched the ground.

A symbol that shows that I have no hostility towards the other person.

It was in a similar context to the act of kneeling and turning the sword handle back to the other person when swearing allegiance.

-Then raise your right arm, lightly clench your right fist and place it on your chest. It’s the law these days.

It was a custom that did not exist 500 years ago.

Etiquette and dignity change together over time.

Although it looked a little awkward, Vincen saluted towards Vargon.

– Perfectly, it is a way for a subordinate to salute a superior.

Vargon was silent for a moment.

Now, even Bargon was not unaware of the meaning of Vincennes’ actions.

Black uniform.

And salute.

“I heard you lost your dear sister.”

“… … .”

Vincen lowered his right hand.

Vargon answered bluntly.

“It’s not for cadets to be so formal. “For a cadet to do something to me, this is excessive.”

For convenience, the managers of the ‘Red Fortress’ are called ‘instructors’.

It is true that instructors have a higher rank than cadets.

However, this was a very ambiguous hierarchical relationship.

-If you’re in the Red Fortress, you’re clearly in a relationship between a superior and a subordinate, but once you become a warrior, that position is bound to change.

Adenka’s blood relatives are here.

Or, it is composed of descendants of the shaman who follows him.

Most of them are children of prestigious families.

The moment you leave this place, you often have a much higher social position than most instructors.

-So it’s a bit of an ambiguous relationship.

Although they appeared to be superiors and subordinates, they tended to keep a delicate line between themselves.

However, the actions that Vincen showed were a complete acknowledgment of Bargon’s ‘ranking status’.

This was quite unusual behavior within the Red Fortress.

“I was just being polite to a superior who lost a relative.”

“… … .”

Vargon was at a loss for words.

‘What’s interesting is… … That appearance is not servile or pathetic.’

Vincen’s appearance was imposing.

Although he was polite and humble, he did not lose the dignity and prestige of a prestigious family.

It was a refreshing shock to Bargon.

Suddenly, I became curious about one fact.

“Why did you call me your dear sister?”

As Barnelli’s will was published in the newsletter, a lot of news related to Bargon also poured out.

Most of it was about Bargon being abandoned by his family and the Magic Tower.

I asked with a frown.

“Are you mocking me?”

fantasy,