Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 51

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 51

Vincen’s servant Wilson spread his shoulders wide and became energetic.

“Oh well, I can’t.”

Wilson muttered to himself.

Old Wilson is dead.

I am the new Wilson.

I am!

Prince Vincent’s position! inside! city! bell! This is Mr. Wilson.

A majestic pride welled up in his heart.

“Reporter. It’s not okay to bribe me. Confucius has already signed an exclusive contract with reporter Maria.”

Wilson flatly refused bribes offered by newsletter reporters.

“I can’t tell you anything!”

Wilson hits his chest! bang! I hit it.

“I! Even after all this, I am Prince Vincen’s attendant.”

bribe.

money.

I thought the honor of being ‘Vincent’s proud servant’ was more wonderful than these things.

“So everyone, please go back.”

Wilson turned around and entered the room.

I closed the door, leaned my back against the wall, and took a deep breath.

“Whoa!”

Although he shouted in front of reporters, he was actually very nervous.

My legs were shaking.

Still, I didn’t forget to check with the servants sharing the same room.

“Am I cool?”

“It was great.”

The attendants gave a thumbs up.

In fact, there wasn’t much the reporters wanted.

Vincennes trend.

Or at least the strategy that Vincen hinted at.

In order to get at least that much information, he offered all kinds of bribes to Wilson.

He could have told him, but Wilson refused outright.

“Do you really need to have the same spirit as you to serve Prince Vincent?”

“of course. If you serve wholeheartedly with a heart like a sunflower, your days will come! Mhahaha! Oh, look at my mind. “Isn’t it already too late to go to the great sword fighting arena and prepare in advance?”

I made sure I was spotless and took a few items with me, including towels and water.

“Shall we join in the historical scene where Prince Vincent overthrew Prince Samion? Oh, I have to take care of this too.”

Wilson took a small bottle.

At first glance, it looked like a drink.

“What is that?”

“Ah, it’s an energizing drink. Our Confucius gave special orders to me, Wilson, to prepare for the third passage. “I, servant Wilson, prepared this drink in compliance with Prince Vincen’s orders.”

He waved his hand and headed toward the great sword fighting arena, and the attendants looked at him with envy.

* * *

Maria prepared for the interview.

Because he was the only reporter who had the authority to interview Vincen exclusively before the interpersonal battle broke out.

Reporters were greatly impressed by Maria’s pioneering idea.

Central is known as the number one news magazine.

Rondo, a first-class dispatch reporter there, quietly approached Maria.

“Can’t you just ask me a couple of questions?”

“Don’t you remember what I said when I focused on Prince Vincen?”

at that time,

Rondo was clearly sarcastic like this.

-It’s because he doesn’t have the insight of a first-class reporter for The Sound of the Wind.

Maria did not forget her anger at that time.

“I was a bit harsh back then, so I apologize formally.”

“That’s it.”

“No, don’t do that. “We’ve known each other for years.”

Maria frowned.

I remembered everything Rondo said because of how angry I was.

“Focus only on Samion Swordsman’s splendid and excellent swordsmanship.”

“Are you really sure it’s going to come out this way?”

“I’m busy. I need to write a manuscript. “Please don’t disturb me.”

Rondo clenched his fists.

“joy! Anyway, Prince Vincennes can’t beat Prince Kagon. This is a battle of people. Just plain defeat. That’s the future I can see. Do you think winning one more interview will do anything?”

I walked around nervously and spit out! I spat it out.

“Let’s see how proud you can be. “You’re out of luck.”

Mary’s assistant, Joseph, stood behind her.

‘omg?’

I saw a column that Maria was writing in advance.

[Vincen’s Rebellion. Defeating Samion with an unexpected move.]

Joseph didn’t want to disturb Mary, but he couldn’t bear it this time.

It seemed like Maria was possessed by something.

“Stop, senior!”

“why?”

“Ji, this is what I’m seeing with my own eyes right now, right?”

Maria, who had been writing a manuscript with a magic quill, looked up.

I stopped writing the manuscript.

“why? “Do you think Prince Vincen will lose?”

“Everyone says that.”

“Of course Prince Vincen will lose.”

“… … yes?”

“Everyone thinks that, and I think there’s a high probability that’s the case, too.”

I thought that way in both the first and second rounds.

“but.”

Vincen chose Maria among many newsletter reporters to show his trust.

So this time it was Maria’s turn.

“This time I’m going to bet my life.”

It was said that if you don’t risk anything, you can’t gain anything.

“Yeah, but the probability is too… … .”

Joseph thought that Mary was making too risky a choice.

“I know what worries you, Joseph.”

“… … .”

“But this will be proof of my trust in Prince Vincent. “Prince Vincennes is unmanned.”

She knows the characteristics of warriors well.

Soldiers value those who recognize their worth.

Maria recognized Vincen’s potential for growth.

“I’m not just trying to write a column.”

“then… … ?”

“I’m trying to show him my usefulness.”

“But Prince Vincennes is only a ninth-grade cadet. The reason why the senior reporter would do something like that… … .”

“That’s why the current price is probably the cheapest. “I trust my eyes.”

“… … .”

Maria started writing the manuscript again.

* * *

Vincen stood in front of Kagon.

The two looked at each other.

Vincen picked up Hongryeon and Kagon picked up Cheongwol.

both,

It was a sword given by the head of each family.

“I hope you do your best today, Kagon.”

“You will regret saying that, Vincen.”

The largest number of cadets and reporters gathered in the history of the friendly exchange event.

Even Herca, who had no interest in friendly exchanges, found this duel very interesting.

Herca stood between Vincen and Kagon.

“As the general manager and fortress commander of the Red Fortress, I will be in charge of arbitrating the duel between the two.”

His voice reached everyone through voice amplification and transmission.

Herka glanced at the stands on both sides.

Over there is Khan, the head of Adenka.

On the other side sat Samion’s matriarch Valkia.

‘I never thought my sister and brother would really watch the game.’

This meant a lot.

This is because the family heads are expressing direct interest in the Confucius, who are at a great disadvantage in the succession competition.

“You two should cross each other’s swords and show courtesy to each other.”

The red lotus and the blue moon intersected and touched.

This was also a kind of expression that they would practice martial arts without shame towards each other.

“Vincene of Adenca. Khagon of Samion. “The honorable duel between the two begins.”

Herka took a few steps back with a light movement.

Vincen immediately used the Falcon sword, which was his friend’s sword.

‘What is Kazin’s shadow that you feel?’

I had to confront him in person to find out.

Why do I feel Kazin in that guy?

‘I am inferior in skills.’

The difference in skill was clear.

You can’t win with skill.

‘So, we have to stop it first.’

Kagon put his left foot forward.

The angle was slightly tilted to the right.

‘It’s not the front.’

Right side based on Kagon.

It was clear that he would occupy Vincen’s left side and attack.

‘So I am.’

Heavy mana.

He brought out the techniques of heavy swords.

‘It blocks.’

Amilun 3rd Sword Type.

Heavy sword guard.

A sword technique that focuses only on defense by stacking up the mana of a heavy sword.

It is a sword that makes an already heavy sword even stronger and blocks the opponent’s sword path.

Vincenne opened his mouth.

“right.”

I said it on purpose.

It’s as if Kagon’s Sword Path has already been read and is being published.

bang!

I blocked the stab with my heavy sword and heard an explosion.

It was said that a powerful destructive power was inherent in the single thrust of the sword.

[“I blocked Prince Khagon’s stab with a very slow sword!”]

I could understand it even if I wasn’t an expert in martial arts.

The defense just now was a defense based on prediction.

[“Does Prince Vincent have any special eye-related characteristics?”]

[“It is not known, but Prince Vincennes did not have divine protection. Therefore, it is highly likely that he did not develop any characteristics.”]

What this means is that he knew the sword path in advance using his body’s natural ability.

Moreover, Vincennes drove the wedge in.

Saying ‘right’ in advance.

Herka, who was observing right in front of her, was not convinced by this situation.

‘How did you read it in advance?’

Vincen doesn’t have that level of skill.

Predicting the opponent’s attack path required much better skills and more experience than the opponent.

Vincen chanted again.

“Again, same point.”

The voice was transmitted to Herka and everyone else.

At the same time,

A similar situation occurred just now.

bang!

It was the same.

Vincen blocked Kagon’s sharp and powerful stab with a heavy sword.

[“Same situation!”]

[“Prince Vincent’s prediction was exactly right!”]

Because it was a sword focused on defense, it could not counterattack, but what was clear was that Vincen had read Kagon’s path again.

Kagon widened the distance.

Kagon frowned slightly.

‘why?’

Even if the first time was a coincidence.

It couldn’t have been a coincidence twice.

The duel between the two entered a lull for a moment, and a battle of momentum began.

Vincen aimed the red lotus at Kagon.

Although they were inferior in skill, they were not inferior in spirit.

Vincenne opened his mouth.

“What is clear is.”

Previously, Daven had been focused on overcoming Kazin solely by force.

But not anymore.

In addition to mixing swords, mixing words was also part of the duel.

Vincen slowly raised his sword and aimed it at Kagon.

“When you encounter something that exceeds your expectations, you panic.”

Kazin was a genius.

Paradoxically, the genius was not accustomed to having his predictions deviate.

‘Yeti steps.’

Vincen used Yeti steps to get closer.

I swung the sword faithfully to the basics without using any special techniques.

Huh!

Vincen’s sword cut through the air.

Vincen said again.

“You definitely could have fought back, but you didn’t.”

Vincen grinned.

“Maybe it’s because I’m thinking too much in my head.”

“… … .”

Herka noticed something strange.

I felt that Vincennes was intentionally creating this situation.

Additionally, the cadets and reporters were enthusiastic about Vincennes’ words, and there were mixed feelings between Khan and Valkia.

I was seeing multiple effects from one production.

‘What are you aiming for?’

Kagon grinned.

“You’re trying to gain a lot from this match, Vincen.”

“… … .”

“Unfortunately, you won’t get anything.”

A red haze began to emerge from his body.

Samion’s unique energy was ‘red yellow beauty’.

“Lord Herka should be a little more careful too. “I will kill Vincen with all my heart.”

The reporters who saw the energy became even busier, and the cadets swallowed their saliva.

fantasy,