Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 19

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 19

Several days passed.

Levan Adenka has returned to his home.

“You’re going back home soon?”

“okay.”

It would be nice to help him obtain the Iron Man trait, but Vincen still needed time.

I had no intention of holding Revan back for something that I never knew could happen.

Revan bowed his head.

“thanks. “I think it was a great luck for me to meet you.”

I realized this clearly after successfully completing my first mission.

‘I couldn’t have done it like Vincent.’

The bowls and distribution that Vincen showed broadened Revan’s horizons.

“In the future, I will appear again as a warrior who will not be ashamed of you.”

“I look forward to that day.”

“I will definitely live up to your expectations.”

There was a strong will in Revan’s eyes.

Vincen said:

“Oh, and I have one favor to ask.”

“what?”

“It would be good if you could find out more about the Heasley family.”

“Hisley? “It’s my first time hearing about this family.”

“I guess so. Because it fell.”

A family that was famous 500 years ago and conducted research on magical body treatments, but has now disappeared.

There is a clue to recovery in the ‘magic body’.

“But why do you want to find out?”

“It’s from the tax collector’s family.”

“Have you decided that I can be of great help to you?”

“okay.”

Sometimes a snake’s head is better than a dragon’s tail.

Revan was like that.

Although he was the tail among his direct relatives, he was the head when he returned to his hometown.

You will be able to find out more with much more freedom.

Revan nodded.

“It will definitely help you.”

After that day.

Revan left Adenca’s home and returned to his home.

Meanwhile, Julian spoke with regret.

-Still, it would have been nice to hold on to it until I fully acquired the Iron Man trait.

‘I cannot mortgage the future of those who have sworn loyalty to me for my own personal gain.’

You think it’s cool if you say that, right?

Julian tried to speak again, but couldn’t.

I thought people like Vincent only appeared in fictional novels.

Because the adults Julian knew were people who were crazy about their own interests.

-But, maybe.

‘what?’

-Were all people 500 years ago like older brothers?

One-armed Daven never thought of himself as special or special.

‘What, roughly?’

-I’m curious about that time.

At first I thought it was barbaric.

I thought it was uncivilized, violent, lacking common sense, and reckless.

After experiencing Vincennes, I didn’t think that was the case.

Vincen looked a lot like the ‘adult’ that Julian dreamed of.

-I also became curious about the past 500 years ago. And what happened after that. What did the first head of the family prepare? Why is there so much that history hides?

* * *

Since the one-armed Daven took over the body of the ugly Vincennes, many things have changed and many things have been discovered.

The only thing that was disappointing was the time.

There was too much to do.

I divided up all my time and used it as efficiently as possible.

-It’s almost time to stand and go.

There were two things Julian was currently focusing on.

It was an investigation into the ‘magical body’ along with the ‘iron man’ characteristics that appear after a strengthened body.

-I can’t find any research on magic bodies.

No matter what, recovery of the ‘sacrum’ was the priority.

Julian was a little more impatient than Vincen.

-I’m doing my best, but I’m not making much progress. sorry.

‘There’s nothing to be sorry about. ‘You’re probably already doing your best.’

Julian is already doing his best.

I didn’t feel the need to reprimand him for being faster.

Still, there was no need to rush as I was able to gain time thanks to my ‘strengthened body’.

-But aren’t you afraid?

‘what?’

-I don’t know much about your past, but it seems like you have a huge thirst for life.

‘so?’

-If you know about the magic body quickly, you too can live a long time. How can someone who is so desperate for life like you be so carefree?

Vincen grinned.

‘Because I have faith that you will do well.’

-Well, I thought someone would think it was cool if I said that!

In Vincennes’ mind, he pictured Julian’s face turning red.

In times like this, I was struck by a child.

I returned the topic.

‘When can I learn the Adenka Swordsmanship?’

– As you know, the winners of the Jingeomhoedong will go to the ‘Red Fortress’ in June of that year. You can learn there. If a good teacher provides resources.

‘I’m looking forward to it. What kind of form will the advanced swordsmanship take over 500 years?’

What about the sword and meditation ritual that Aslan left behind?

After gaining the trait, Vincen realized that modern martial arts also had outstanding advantages.

What to take had to be taken and learned.

Julian put the most effort into ‘magical body research’, while Vincen concentrated heavily on other things.

‘The most important thing is a practical sense.’

He trusted Julian.

When it comes to research on magic bodies, etc., Julian is far superior to himself.

So I decided to trust it and leave it to you.

Vincen decided to do the best he could.

‘One hour of practice is better than 100 hours of meditation.’

-What are you trying to do?

‘I’m thinking of asking Jeron for help.’

* * *

Jeron was having an interesting day these days.

A few days ago, Vincen asked for a sparring partner, and Jeron happily accepted the offer.

‘It’s so strange.’

Vincennes has changed so drastically in recent years.

‘It’s the same with the Jingeomhoedong and the subjugation of the red demons. ‘How did my physical strength increase so much?’

The growth was truly explosive.

I didn’t notice that I had acquired the ‘Enhanced Body’ trait.

But there was something even more surprising.

‘If you spar with a warrior who is stronger than you, it will be difficult to distribute your stamina.’

That was originally the case.

That’s why most people end up exhausted before they can demonstrate their true skills.

Jeron himself was like that when he sparred with warriors who were stronger than him.

‘Nevertheless, we are extracting maximum efficiency. ‘Is this possible at that age?’

This is probably the area of ​​mental strength and discipline.

Jeron grinned.

‘It’s amazing that you can use a sword with your left hand.’

If he had the proper protection and characteristics, perhaps Prince Vincen could have grown into a great warrior.

That’s what I thought.

‘No. ‘You can’t even form a mental image.’

That was really sad.

Of course, he showed great martial arts at the Jingeomhoedong, but it was closer to ‘strange power.’

Such strangeness can lead to unexpected results, but it does not lead to consistent results.

For consistent achievement, use imagery and protection.

And characteristics were essential.

That was common sense in this world.

“Thank you for dealing with me.”

Although he tried not to show it as much as possible, hot inhalation and exhalation passed between Vincen’s pursed lips.

“You can sit down and rest. “Please take a breather.”

“How can you show weakness in front of your opponent?”

Vincen stood straight on the spot and looked at Jeron.

Vincen pushed himself harshly every day, and even Geron stuck his tongue at his persistence.

“Anyway, thank you for your hard work today. “I will return to the White Swords.”

“okay.”

Jeron bowed to Vincennes and headed toward the White Swordsman’s quarters.

Vincen looked at the back.

‘It looks like Jeron still hasn’t noticed that I’ve learned the trait, right?’

-I think so. That’s interesting.

It was the same as the last time I saw Seri.

Jeron could not read mana from Seri.

This time again, Geron failed to find out that Vincenne had learned the trait.

However, Jeron was by no means a low-level warrior.

There were a lot of 5-star warriors within Adenka, but outside of Adenka, they were at a level where they could be treated as quite capable.

-It seems that it is difficult for a warrior with mental images to understand the mana of someone without mental images. On the other hand, the drone without an image seems to quickly understand the drone with an image. Why is that so?

Even Railsa, a 7-star warrior, could not read Vincen’s characteristics at once.

Jeron, a 5-star warrior, could not find out Vincen’s characteristics even though they clashed swords for so long.

‘I’m not sure why.’

Anyway, the important thing is that I can read the other person, but the other person cannot read me.

Meanwhile, Jeron walked toward the White Swordsman’s quarters, reminiscing about his sparring with Vincenne.

Watching the growth of a young martial artist whom he recognized from the side.

That in itself was quite an enjoyable experience.

‘Uh, who is that person?’

But then I noticed someone walking in front of me.

A woman with silver-haired eyes that is rare even on the continent.

A neat and tidy prayer.

The name of that woman, who is as calm as the eye of a typhoon but carries a fearful spirit, is Deia.

‘You’re the second princess!’

She was the second princess of Adenka.

Jeron stood in place, placed his right hand on his chest and bowed politely.

The second princess of Adenka and an outstanding warrior who is the youngest to reach the level of 7 stars.

It was a courtesy shown towards the woman most likely to be the next head of the family.

Jeron was very nervous just from meeting Deia.

Deia stood in front of Jeron.

“there.”

“yes yes! “Princess.”

“What is your affiliation and name?”

“Belonging to the White Sword Squad! “It’s Jeron!”

Jeron, who made eye contact with Deia, swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

‘You still look so majestic today.’

Everyone on the continent will think so.

Deia was a strong warrior.

A noble being that is so beautiful yet difficult to approach.

“The scabbard is very damaged.”

Jeron reflexively turned his eyes to the scabbard.

‘uh?’

This sheath was purchased from Han Sen’s workshop fifteen days ago.

It was fine until morning.

However, there was a crack in the scabbard.

“I’m sorry.”

“It was not my intention to reprimand.”

Just then the wind blew.

Her long silver hair blew in the wind.

Jeron felt that even the sight was like a painting.

He was very nervous and swallowed his saliva.

“I think it’s been a while since I bought it.”

“yes. “I bought it fifteen days ago.”

“where?”

“It was fitted at Hansen’s blacksmith shop.”

“Why did the items from his workshop turn out like that?”

Deia tilted her head for a moment as if she couldn’t understand.

Deia did not take her eyes off the scabbard for a while, which made Jeron embarrassed.

“We will repair it right away. “I apologize for damaging Adenka’s face.”

“What are you doing just now?”

Jeron thought it was a little strange.

In the world, 5-star drones were considered to be quite strong, but in Adenka, there were so many 5-star drones that you could run into them.

It wasn’t an achievement that was attractive enough for Deia to spend this much time talking about.

“I sparred with Prince Vincent.”

“Sparring?”

“yes.”

“Are you saying that Vincen has enough accomplishments to spar with you?”

“We are conducting it with the feel of a map sparring match.”

“I see.”

Deia was silent for a moment.

‘The sheath… … ‘Destroyed from within.’

The traces were very strange.

To Deia, it was a strange trace.

After a moment of silence, Jeron asked.

“But why did Princess Deia…” … ?”

“It is nothing. “I’m sorry for taking up so much of your time.”

“Oh, no. It is an honour! Take a look!”

Deia just passed by Jeron.

Jeron couldn’t take his eyes off Deia’s back for a while.

“Is this a dream or real life?”

It would be rare to find a 5-star warrior who had such a long conversation with Deia.

This could be said to be a source of pride even within the White Swordsman.

‘But why did it become like this?’

It was a new sheath that had only been purchased fifteen days ago, so it was strange.

He immediately went to Hansen’s workshop.

fantasy,