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: home (2)
Jamie was hanging from the window, watching the setting sun go down.
Just then, the door opened and Sears walked out.
Jamie jumped out of the window and asked her.
"Did you talk well?"
"Thanks to our Jamie, we did it very well. Thanks.
Sears' expression brightened.
When I came here, I was very nervous, but now I am just like my mother.
"It went really well."
Huh. It feels like my mother's childhood memories are back.
Hehe.
Sears gently stroked his son's hair, smiling lovingly.
"And Sir Onyx has something to say with Jamie."
"Nevertheless, I had a question."
"That's fine. Go."
"I'll be back soon!"
Jamie passed Sears into the hospital room.
Sears looked at his son's back and put his arm over the window.
It feels like a lifetime of relaxation.
I thought it was going to be unsolvable forever, but it would still be a problem if it wasn't for Jamie.
It was really nice to have Jamie.
She thanked God for having lovely Jamie by her side.
Ironically, Jamie wanted to kill the gods.
* * *
"Thank you."
It was Beirill as soon as Jamie closed the door to the hospital room.
"What did I do?"
Jamie clapped her hands and sat down on the chair.
Beiryl smiled as she looked at the childish but not childish boy.
"I called you because I wanted to make an offer."
"Any suggestion?"
"Come with me."
The word 'together' meant one thing.
The group 'Frontier' that tries to pioneer the world.
Beiryl was offering Jamie to join the club.
"I can't tell you the details, but I assure you that if you go with me, your talent will be in full bloom. People say it's okay to leave your talents alone, but I don't think so.
"How about, for example?"
"There are 9 Class Masters in the Frontier."
Among the current humans, there were no 9th-class Masters, not even a wizard of a level that had set foot in it.
There must have been wizards that were not recorded in history, but at least in this day and age, they could not be found.
That's right. The 9th-Class Master Beiril is talking about is probably not human.
And Jamie's prediction came true.
"You're not human, but that's why you will be able to make your talents bloom more. How are you? Would you like to go with me?"
Training under the 9th class master.
It was a catchy word.
Unless it was Jamie Welton.
'Learn the magic from Hasu. It's ridiculous.'
understand it
Because Beiryl doesn't know who she is.
So you can say something like that.
Modern magic has come a long way compared to the past, but in the end, that's all.
Diablo Volfir was a great wizard who reached beyond the 9th Class Master.
If class 10 existed, that would be what Diablo Volfir was talking about.
But you only learn magic from the 9th class master.
'If I had just been a talented kid, I would have asked if I liked it.'
If you look at the title of disciple of the 9th class master calmly, it will be a huge performance.
Jamie snorted inwardly and shook her head.
It's okay.
" Are you serious? 9th class master. This is your only chance to learn from a great being who can change the shape of the map. Are you going to kick it?"
It's a face that won't believe your ears.
It was worthy enough.
Even if Jamie thought about it, Beiryl's offer was something he could never refuse.
But the opponent was bad.
"It doesn't seem that far away."
"What, what?"
"It's 9th class. not at all. Well, that's great. Well Will it ever happen?"
Jamie said so and smiled softly.
Beiryl felt like she had been hit in the head with a hammer. How am I supposed to respond to this absurd remark?
belief in one's own abilities. arrogance resulting from it. conceit.
Neither.
Confidence. neither is this
'Of course.'
this is it
Neither arrogant nor conceited, neither overconfident nor overconfident, it is natural for all situations.
That was the emotion in Jamie's voice.
Can you do that?
7 years old No matter how childish he was, he was a kid with less than 10 years of life.
At first glance, it may seem like an idea he could have when he was young, but at least Beiryl was convinced it wasn't.
'The greatest talent in all of human history.'
It was a rumor about Jamie that was spreading around the world.
I thought it was an exaggeration until I actually met him.
When I saw Jamie's power in person, I didn't think it was an exaggeration.
And now I don't even think that's the case.
'The greatest talent since the world was born.'
How dare you say that?
There is a dragon, the world's strongest race and the master of magic.
There are high elves who are loved by magic and spirits.
Ran, the incarnation of martial arts, exists.
In front of the three races with supernatural powers, humans are nothing but faded fireflies.
Occasionally, humans who could challenge them appeared, but they ended up only challenging them.
Humans cannot overcome dragons, high elves, and Ran, even if they struggle.
But what about Jamie?
'My insight is too short to comprehend, but Jamie... .'
I want to take you to the frontier even more.
So I want to show Isis.
But the boy didn't seem to mind.
"I understand what you mean."
"Thank you for the suggestion, too."
It's still a pity, but seeing Jamie's steadfast face made me feel that it would be pointless to say more.
"If there is a chance next time, I will go out to play."
"Come over to play. Hahaha.
I thought it was a really sweet expression.
Even though it was not like a child, looking at this side of it, I thought that a child is still a child.
Jamie continued, looking at Beiryl smiling for a long time.
"Sometimes I wonder who Isis is."
"He's a wonderful person. okay. Come play when you have the chance. Let me introduce you to Isis."
"I look forward to it."
Jamie and Isis meet.
I thought Beiryl would be quite fun.
Because, as far as he knew, Isis was close to the 'strongest'.
I don't know when, but Beiryl looked forward to that day.
"Besides, is there anything you want to ask me?"
"Oh. Did you hear the sound so far?"
"Even though I lost to Sable, I am also a sword master. No matter how small it is, at this distance, it will catch everything."
Wow.
Jamie let out a childlike exclamation for nothing.
Then he said
"That's it. What I want to ask."
Well?
"I wanted to learn a sword."
At those words, Beiryl narrowed her eyes.
"You said you didn't want to learn it before?"
"I have changed my mind a bit."
"In that short time?"
"They say that children change quickly."
" Can I say that with your mouth?"
Beiryl burst into laughter at the sight of the shameless boy.
"Can I ask why?"
"After going through this, I felt that magic alone was not enough."
It was beyond Beiryl's common sense that a 7-year-old child now felt that he lacked power, but he was a child with power beyond common sense.
It wasn't bad for Beiryl.
Jamie's magical talent will take you to its pinnacle, even if you share it quietly.
So, wasting your natural body is a loss.
That's what Beiryl said to Jamie on their first meeting.
'Even so, the reason is .'
I decided not to think about it any more.
As a sword master, I can't say that he was the culprit, but in front of Jamie it seemed like he was the culprit.
And the criminal does not understand the thinking of a genius.
"What are you curious about?"
"What is the sword to Sir?"
"You're asking a difficult question."
I thought they would ask me a simple question, such as how to start with a sword, or what kind of sword should I use?
But at first, I asked about the definition of a sword.
"I'm curious how the sword master treats the sword."
Jamie couldn't remember what had happened so long ago.
But he also had a friend who wields a sword. Now his face is blurry and he can't remember what kind of sword he used, but he remembered what he said faintly.
-It is a black salvation for me. A sword of salvation for the suffering people. That is the definition of the sword that I went through.
Even the name disappeared from my memory, but for some reason, only those words lingered in my mind.
"After all, you are a great kid."
Saying so, Beiryl raised the sword that was next to him.
The blade that came out of the scabbard was transparent like a mirror.
"I don't know if you know, but I used to be called a demon."
He swung his sword without emotion.
The blade never dries blood, and there was a time when it was taken for granted.
It was nothing more than a tool to kill black people.
"Then I met someone."
I told Sears a bit earlier, but that person was Beiryl's only teacher.
"After many defeats with him, I started thinking a lot about swords."
For the first time, it was no longer a black tool.
At some point, thoughts began to enter the sword that he was swinging ignorantly. Controlling his emotions with his thoughts, and wielding it with reason, Beiryl was able to define his own sword.
"It's a black reflection for me."
Realizing that, I was able to become a sword master.
regret ."
"There is also reflection on mistakes, but reflection is an act of going through oneself. I always wielded my sword and reflected on myself, and began to cut down on unnecessary things and completely define and carry out the abstract. That is why it is my black reflection."
Jamie thought it was a cool expression.
A former colleague called the sword 'salvation', and Beiryl called the sword 'reflection'.
So what was the black to his father, Earl Wellton?
Beiryl said he had read that thought.
"Earl Wellton's sword is very unique. And it's terribly powerful. I, too, wonder how he would define his sword."
I had heard rumors of Earl Welton's power.
It was not a power that could be held in the hand with an ordinary mind.
And the Welton family's arcane swordsmanship.
The Welton family was not called the world famous swordsman for nothing.
I still remember the battle of that day vividly.
Neither of them were sword masters, but the swordsmanship that Earl Welton showed was different.
The Count's ability to support it also gave me goosebumps.
"Learn the swordsmanship of the family. And learn the vision of Earl Wellton."
Beiryl put the sword into its sheath and finished speaking.
"Finding the sword's justice is next. The question you asked was good, but you don't need to think about it already. Because you haven't even gotten to the basics yet.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Your father is a great warrior. If you believe in it and follow it, you will definitely achieve your goals."
Yeah.
"I hope the answer is satisfactory."
"Enough."
"Then I'm happy."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
'He's a great kid.'
no.
Now, I felt sorry for being treated as a child.
'Don't wait to see what kind of person you will grow into.'
We don't know when, but the next time we meet, Jamie will be even more of a mogul.
I was already looking forward to it.
Beiryl smiled and reached out to Jamie.
"See you again."
"It was nice."
Beiryl prayed.
May there be glory always in the future of that child.
- Continued on next episode -
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: home (2)
Jamie was hanging from the window, watching the setting sun go down.
Just then, the door opened and Sears walked out.
Jamie jumped out of the window and asked her.
"Did you talk well?"
"Thanks to our Jamie, we did it very well. Thanks.
Sears' expression brightened.
When I came here, I was very nervous, but now I am just like my mother.
"It went really well."
Huh. It feels like my mother's childhood memories are back.
Hehe.
Sears gently stroked his son's hair, smiling lovingly.
"And Sir Onyx has something to say with Jamie."
"Nevertheless, I had a question."
"That's fine. Go."
"I'll be back soon!"
Jamie passed Sears into the hospital room.
Sears looked at his son's back and put his arm over the window.
It feels like a lifetime of relaxation.
I thought it was going to be unsolvable forever, but it would still be a problem if it wasn't for Jamie.
It was really nice to have Jamie.
She thanked God for having lovely Jamie by her side.
Ironically, Jamie wanted to kill the gods.
* * *
"Thank you."
It was Beirill as soon as Jamie closed the door to the hospital room.
"What did I do?"
Jamie clapped her hands and sat down on the chair.
Beiryl smiled as she looked at the childish but not childish boy.
"I called you because I wanted to make an offer."
"Any suggestion?"
"Come with me."
The word 'together' meant one thing.
The group 'Frontier' that tries to pioneer the world.
Beiryl was offering Jamie to join the club.
"I can't tell you the details, but I assure you that if you go with me, your talent will be in full bloom. People say it's okay to leave your talents alone, but I don't think so.
"How about, for example?"
"There are 9 Class Masters in the Frontier."
Among the current humans, there were no 9th-class Masters, not even a wizard of a level that had set foot in it.
There must have been wizards that were not recorded in history, but at least in this day and age, they could not be found.
That's right. The 9th-Class Master Beiril is talking about is probably not human.
And Jamie's prediction came true.
"You're not human, but that's why you will be able to make your talents bloom more. How are you? Would you like to go with me?"
Training under the 9th class master.
It was a catchy word.
Unless it was Jamie Welton.
'Learn the magic from Hasu. It's ridiculous.'
understand it
Because Beiryl doesn't know who she is.
So you can say something like that.
Modern magic has come a long way compared to the past, but in the end, that's all.
Diablo Volfir was a great wizard who reached beyond the 9th Class Master.
If class 10 existed, that would be what Diablo Volfir was talking about.
But you only learn magic from the 9th class master.
'If I had just been a talented kid, I would have asked if I liked it.'
If you look at the title of disciple of the 9th class master calmly, it will be a huge performance.
Jamie snorted inwardly and shook her head.
It's okay.
" Are you serious? 9th class master. This is your only chance to learn from a great being who can change the shape of the map. Are you going to kick it?"
It's a face that won't believe your ears.
It was worthy enough.
Even if Jamie thought about it, Beiryl's offer was something he could never refuse.
But the opponent was bad.
"It doesn't seem that far away."
"What, what?"
"It's 9th class. not at all. Well, that's great. Well Will it ever happen?"
Jamie said so and smiled softly.
Beiryl felt like she had been hit in the head with a hammer. How am I supposed to respond to this absurd remark?
belief in one's own abilities. arrogance resulting from it. conceit.
Neither.
Confidence. neither is this
'Of course.'
this is it
Neither arrogant nor conceited, neither overconfident nor overconfident, it is natural for all situations.
That was the emotion in Jamie's voice.
Can you do that?
7 years old No matter how childish he was, he was a kid with less than 10 years of life.
At first glance, it may seem like an idea he could have when he was young, but at least Beiryl was convinced it wasn't.
'The greatest talent in all of human history.'
It was a rumor about Jamie that was spreading around the world.
I thought it was an exaggeration until I actually met him.
When I saw Jamie's power in person, I didn't think it was an exaggeration.
And now I don't even think that's the case.
'The greatest talent since the world was born.'
How dare you say that?
There is a dragon, the world's strongest race and the master of magic.
There are high elves who are loved by magic and spirits.
Ran, the incarnation of martial arts, exists.
In front of the three races with supernatural powers, humans are nothing but faded fireflies.
Occasionally, humans who could challenge them appeared, but they ended up only challenging them.
Humans cannot overcome dragons, high elves, and Ran, even if they struggle.
But what about Jamie?
'My insight is too short to comprehend, but Jamie... .'
I want to take you to the frontier even more.
So I want to show Isis.
But the boy didn't seem to mind.
"I understand what you mean."
"Thank you for the suggestion, too."
It's still a pity, but seeing Jamie's steadfast face made me feel that it would be pointless to say more.
"If there is a chance next time, I will go out to play."
"Come over to play. Hahaha.
I thought it was a really sweet expression.
Even though it was not like a child, looking at this side of it, I thought that a child is still a child.
Jamie continued, looking at Beiryl smiling for a long time.
"Sometimes I wonder who Isis is."
"He's a wonderful person. okay. Come play when you have the chance. Let me introduce you to Isis."
"I look forward to it."
Jamie and Isis meet.
I thought Beiryl would be quite fun.
Because, as far as he knew, Isis was close to the 'strongest'.
I don't know when, but Beiryl looked forward to that day.
"Besides, is there anything you want to ask me?"
"Oh. Did you hear the sound so far?"
"Even though I lost to Sable, I am also a sword master. No matter how small it is, at this distance, it will catch everything."
Wow.
Jamie let out a childlike exclamation for nothing.
Then he said
"That's it. What I want to ask."
Well?
"I wanted to learn a sword."
At those words, Beiryl narrowed her eyes.
"You said you didn't want to learn it before?"
"I have changed my mind a bit."
"In that short time?"
"They say that children change quickly."
" Can I say that with your mouth?"
Beiryl burst into laughter at the sight of the shameless boy.
"Can I ask why?"
"After going through this, I felt that magic alone was not enough."
It was beyond Beiryl's common sense that a 7-year-old child now felt that he lacked power, but he was a child with power beyond common sense.
It wasn't bad for Beiryl.
Jamie's magical talent will take you to its pinnacle, even if you share it quietly.
So, wasting your natural body is a loss.
That's what Beiryl said to Jamie on their first meeting.
'Even so, the reason is .'
I decided not to think about it any more.
As a sword master, I can't say that he was the culprit, but in front of Jamie it seemed like he was the culprit.
And the criminal does not understand the thinking of a genius.
"What are you curious about?"
"What is the sword to Sir?"
"You're asking a difficult question."
I thought they would ask me a simple question, such as how to start with a sword, or what kind of sword should I use?
But at first, I asked about the definition of a sword.
"I'm curious how the sword master treats the sword."
Jamie couldn't remember what had happened so long ago.
But he also had a friend who wields a sword. Now his face is blurry and he can't remember what kind of sword he used, but he remembered what he said faintly.
-It is a black salvation for me. A sword of salvation for the suffering people. That is the definition of the sword that I went through.
Even the name disappeared from my memory, but for some reason, only those words lingered in my mind.
"After all, you are a great kid."
Saying so, Beiryl raised the sword that was next to him.
The blade that came out of the scabbard was transparent like a mirror.
"I don't know if you know, but I used to be called a demon."
He swung his sword without emotion.
The blade never dries blood, and there was a time when it was taken for granted.
It was nothing more than a tool to kill black people.
"Then I met someone."
I told Sears a bit earlier, but that person was Beiryl's only teacher.
"After many defeats with him, I started thinking a lot about swords."
For the first time, it was no longer a black tool.
At some point, thoughts began to enter the sword that he was swinging ignorantly. Controlling his emotions with his thoughts, and wielding it with reason, Beiryl was able to define his own sword.
"It's a black reflection for me."
Realizing that, I was able to become a sword master.
regret ."
"There is also reflection on mistakes, but reflection is an act of going through oneself. I always wielded my sword and reflected on myself, and began to cut down on unnecessary things and completely define and carry out the abstract. That is why it is my black reflection."
Jamie thought it was a cool expression.
A former colleague called the sword 'salvation', and Beiryl called the sword 'reflection'.
So what was the black to his father, Earl Wellton?
Beiryl said he had read that thought.
"Earl Wellton's sword is very unique. And it's terribly powerful. I, too, wonder how he would define his sword."
I had heard rumors of Earl Welton's power.
It was not a power that could be held in the hand with an ordinary mind.
And the Welton family's arcane swordsmanship.
The Welton family was not called the world famous swordsman for nothing.
I still remember the battle of that day vividly.
Neither of them were sword masters, but the swordsmanship that Earl Welton showed was different.
The Count's ability to support it also gave me goosebumps.
"Learn the swordsmanship of the family. And learn the vision of Earl Wellton."
Beiryl put the sword into its sheath and finished speaking.
"Finding the sword's justice is next. The question you asked was good, but you don't need to think about it already. Because you haven't even gotten to the basics yet.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Your father is a great warrior. If you believe in it and follow it, you will definitely achieve your goals."
Yeah.
"I hope the answer is satisfactory."
"Enough."
"Then I'm happy."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
'He's a great kid.'
no.
Now, I felt sorry for being treated as a child.
'Don't wait to see what kind of person you will grow into.'
We don't know when, but the next time we meet, Jamie will be even more of a mogul.
I was already looking forward to it.
Beiryl smiled and reached out to Jamie.
"See you again."
"It was nice."
Beiryl prayed.
May there be glory always in the future of that child.
- Continued on next episode -
: home 2 Jamie was hanging from the window, watching the setting sun go down. Just then, the door opened and Sears walked out. Jamie jumped out of the window and asked her. "Did you talk well?" "Thanks to our Jamie, we did it very well. Thanks. Sears' expression brightened. When I came here, I was very nervous, but now I am just like my mother. "It went really well." Huh. It feels like my mother's childhood memories are back. Hehe. Sears gently stroked his son's hair, smiling lovingly. "And Sir Onyx has something to say with Jamie." "Nevertheless, I had a question." "That's fine. Go." "I'll be back soon!" Jamie passed Sears into the hospital room. Sears looked at his son's back and put his arm over the window. It feels like a lifetime of relaxation. I thought it was going to be unsolvable forever, but it would still be a problem if it wasn't for Jamie. It was really nice to have Jamie. She thanked God for having lovely Jamie by her side. Ironically, Jamie wanted to kill the gods. * * * "Thank you." It was Beirill as soon as Jamie closed the door to the hospital room. "What did I do?" Jamie clapped her hands and sat down on the chair. Beiryl smiled as she looked at the childish but not childish boy. "I called you because I wanted to make an offer." "Any suggestion?" "Come with me." The word 'together' meant one thing. The group 'Frontier' that tries to pioneer the world. Beiryl was offering Jamie to join the club. "I can't tell you the details, but I assure you that if you go with me, your talent will be in full bloom. People say it's okay to leave your talents alone, but I don't think so. "How about, for example?" "There are 9 Class Masters in the Frontier." Among the current humans, there were no 9th-class Masters, not even a wizard of a level that had set foot in it. There must have been wizards that were not recorded in history, but at least in this day and age, they could not be found. That's right. The 9th-Class Master Beiril is talking about is probably not human. And Jamie's prediction came true. "You're not human, but that's why you will be able to make your talents bloom more. How are you? Would you like to go with me?" Training under the 9th class master. It was a catchy word. Unless it was Jamie Welton. 'Learn the magic from Hasu. It's ridiculous.' understand it Because Beiryl doesn't know who she is. So you can say something like that. Modern magic has come a long way compared to the past, but in the end, that's all. Diablo Volfir was a great wizard who reached beyond the 9th Class Master. If class 10 existed, that would be what Diablo Volfir was talking about. But you only learn magic from the 9th class master. 'If I had just been a talented kid, I would have asked if I liked it.' If you look at the title of disciple of the 9th class master calmly, it will be a huge performance. Jamie snorted inwardly and shook her head. It's okay. " Are you serious? 9th class master. This is your only chance to learn from a great being who can change the shape of the map. Are you going to kick it?" It's a face that won't believe your ears. It was worthy enough. Even if Jamie thought about it, Beiryl's offer was something he could never refuse. But the opponent was bad. "It doesn't seem that far away." "What, what?" "It's 9th class. not at all. Well, that's great. Well Will it ever happen?" Jamie said so and smiled softly. Beiryl felt like she had been hit in the head with a hammer. How am I supposed to respond to this absurd remark? belief in one's own abilities. arrogance resulting from it. conceit. Neither. Confidence. neither is this 'Of course.' this is it Neither arrogant nor conceited, neither overconfident nor overconfident, it is natural for all situations. That was the emotion in Jamie's voice. Can you do that? 7 years old No matter how childish he was, he was a kid with less than 10 years of life. At first glance, it may seem like an idea he could have when he was young, but at least Beiryl was convinced it wasn't. 'The greatest talent in all of human history.' It was a rumor about Jamie that was spreading around the world. I thought it was an exaggeration until I actually met him. When I saw Jamie's power in person, I didn't think it was an exaggeration. And now I don't even think that's the case. 'The greatest talent since the world was born.' How dare you say that? There is a dragon, the world's strongest race and the master of magic. There are high elves who are loved by magic and spirits. Ran, the incarnation of martial arts, exists. In front of the three races with supernatural powers, humans are nothing but faded fireflies. Occasionally, humans who could challenge them appeared, but they ended up only challenging them. Humans cannot overcome dragons, high elves, and Ran, even if they struggle. But what about Jamie? 'My insight is too short to comprehend, but Jamie... .' I want to take you to the frontier even more. So I want to show Isis. But the boy didn't seem to mind. "I understand what you mean." "Thank you for the suggestion, too." It's still a pity, but seeing Jamie's steadfast face made me feel that it would be pointless to say more. "If there is a chance next time, I will go out to play." "Come over to play. Hahaha. I thought it was a really sweet expression. Even though it was not like a child, looking at this side of it, I thought that a child is still a child. Jamie continued, looking at Beiryl smiling for a long time. "Sometimes I wonder who Isis is." "He's a wonderful person. okay. Come play when you have the chance. Let me introduce you to Isis." "I look forward to it." Jamie and Isis meet. I thought Beiryl would be quite fun. Because, as far as he knew, Isis was close to the 'strongest'. I don't know when, but Beiryl looked forward to that day. "Besides, is there anything you want to ask me?" "Oh. Did you hear the sound so far?" "Even though I lost to Sable, I am also a sword master. No matter how small it is, at this distance, it will catch everything." Wow. Jamie let out a childlike exclamation for nothing. Then he said "That's it. What I want to ask." Well? "I wanted to learn a sword." At those words, Beiryl narrowed her eyes. "You said you didn't want to learn it before?" "I have changed my mind a bit." "In that short time?" "They say that children change quickly." " Can I say that with your mouth?" Beiryl burst into laughter at the sight of the shameless boy. "Can I ask why?" "After going through this, I felt that magic alone was not enough." It was beyond Beiryl's common sense that a 7-year-old child now felt that he lacked power, but he was a child with power beyond common sense. It wasn't bad for Beiryl. Jamie's magical talent will take you to its pinnacle, even if you share it quietly. So, wasting your natural body is a loss. That's what Beiryl said to Jamie on their first meeting. 'Even so, the reason is .' I decided not to think about it any more. As a sword master, I can't say that he was the culprit, but in front of Jamie it seemed like he was the culprit. And the criminal does not understand the thinking of a genius. "What are you curious about?" "What is the sword to Sir?" "You're asking a difficult question." I thought they would ask me a simple question, such as how to start with a sword, or what kind of sword should I use? But at first, I asked about the definition of a sword. "I'm curious how the sword master treats the sword." Jamie couldn't remember what had happened so long ago. But he also had a friend who wields a sword. Now his face is blurry and he can't remember what kind of sword he used, but he remembered what he said faintly. -It is a black salvation for me. A sword of salvation for the suffering people. That is the definition of the sword that I went through. Even the name disappeared from my memory, but for some reason, only those words lingered in my mind. "After all, you are a great kid." Saying so, Beiryl raised the sword that was next to him. The blade that came out of the scabbard was transparent like a mirror. "I don't know if you know, but I used to be called a demon." He swung his sword without emotion. The blade never dries blood, and there was a time when it was taken for granted. It was nothing more than a tool to kill black people. "Then I met someone." I told Sears a bit earlier, but that person was Beiryl's only teacher. "After many defeats with him, I started thinking a lot about swords." For the first time, it was no longer a black tool. At some point, thoughts began to enter the sword that he was swinging ignorantly. Controlling his emotions with his thoughts, and wielding it with reason, Beiryl was able to define his own sword. "It's a black reflection for me." Realizing that, I was able to become a sword master. regret ." "There is also reflection on mistakes, but reflection is an act of going through oneself. I always wielded my sword and reflected on myself, and began to cut down on unnecessary things and completely define and carry out the abstract. That is why it is my black reflection." Jamie thought it was a cool expression. A former colleague called the sword 'salvation', and Beiryl called the sword 'reflection'. So what was the black to his father, Earl Wellton? Beiryl said he had read that thought. "Earl Wellton's sword is very unique. And it's terribly powerful. I, too, wonder how he would define his sword." I had heard rumors of Earl Welton's power. It was not a power that could be held in the hand with an ordinary mind. And the Welton family's arcane swordsmanship. The Welton family was not called the world famous swordsman for nothing. I still remember the battle of that day vividly. Neither of them were sword masters, but the swordsmanship that Earl Welton showed was different. The Count's ability to support it also gave me goosebumps. "Learn the swordsmanship of the family. And learn the vision of Earl Wellton." Beiryl put the sword into its sheath and finished speaking. "Finding the sword's justice is next. The question you asked was good, but you don't need to think about it already. Because you haven't even gotten to the basics yet. "I'll keep that in mind." "Your father is a great warrior. If you believe in it and follow it, you will definitely achieve your goals." Yeah. "I hope the answer is satisfactory." "Enough." "Then I'm happy." The two looked at each other and smiled. 'He's a great kid.' no. Now, I felt sorry for being treated as a child. 'Don't wait to see what kind of person you will grow into.' We don't know when, but the next time we meet, Jamie will be even more of a mogul. I was already looking forward to it. Beiryl smiled and reached out to Jamie. "See you again." "It was nice." Beiryl prayed. May there be glory always in the future of that child. - Continued on next episode -
