Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 5

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 5

Julian said.

-Levan Adenka. It’s a very, very distant collateral world. He is also a strong candidate to win this Jingeomhoe meeting. Did you see that guy’s father last time?

Vincen stood still and looked at Revan.

In the right hand of the guy with curly blonde hair, he held a wooden sword that was much heavier than Vincennes sword.

Revan came closer and said.

“why? Are you now afraid of the Jinseom meeting?”

Jingeomhoedong.

It was a place where children of numerous samurai families who had a direct or indirect relationship with Adenka gathered to share martial arts with real swords.

There is no official age limit, but usually people participate in the Jingeomhoedong when they turn fourteen.

The winner of the Jingeomhoedong was given the opportunity to fight alone against the fourteen-year-old Adenka’s direct descendants.

This time, the direct lineage who would fight the winner of Jingeomhoedong was Vincen, and he was the weakest among the lineage members of all time.

In other words, it was also a good opportunity for other samurai families and collaterals.

Vincen said:

“If a warrior is afraid of the sword, will he use it?”

“what? Fuhahaha! It is said to be a direct descendant of the original. “Your mouth is alive.”

“You should at least have a mouth to live with.”

“What do you mean?”

“Even provocations must have class and dignity.”

Julian’s worried voice was heard.

-He has already completed two images. Moreover, he also has the ‘iron man’ trait. He’s much stronger than his brother, so you have to be careful.

Vincen also knew.

If we fight now, we will inevitably lose.

Revan said.

“You’re going crazy as the real sword meeting approaches, you guy.”

A guy who is proud of nothing other than being a direct descendant.

Revan pursed his lips.

-When I get angry, my mouth gets smaller.

“Ever since you committed such a great disrespect to my father, I have decided not to forgive you.”

“It was my time.”

At least he didn’t laugh at other blood relatives who came to train.

One-armed Daven was also respected at least in the training and sparring halls, and even Kazin was polite here.

That was the attitude of warriors 500 years ago.

“When was I?”

“A guy like you was beaten to death by the elders of the family.”

It seemed like something that never happened in this era.

The ‘adult’ I saw back then was not an adult either.

‘Adults didn’t even get involved in children’s fights.’

The ‘adult’ praised his son and expressed his sense of inferiority as a subordinate without filtering.

They tried to inject mana into Vincen’s right shoulder, which had no mana, to cause pain and fear.

It was truly petty.

The adult was not like an adult, and the adult’s child did not know the example of being unmanned.

‘It seems like the spirit of martial arts has degenerated further.’

Revan’s face turned red, but he soon smiled and spoke cheerfully.

“You will be the one who gets hit and dies.”

“Are you angry?”

“You’re not angry?”

“Hey, are you angry?”

“You said it didn’t come out?”

“I guess so.”

“This bastard… … !”

“Look. “You’re angry.”

Vincen swung his wooden sword.

Huh!

The tip of the sword grazed Revan’s face.

They couldn’t reach by just one piece of paper.

It was a fairly satisfactory result.

‘The sense of distance is alive.’

“what? Are you there yet? “If you came to practice, just practice.”

“this person… … !”

At that moment, a nervous Revan gritted his teeth and glared at Vincen.

The warrior accompanying Revan stopped him.

“Confucius. All you have to do is show your mistakes at the real-time inspection meeting. Until then, just temper your anger. “Revenge becomes more refreshing as it matures.”

Revan gritted his teeth.

“Let’s meet at the Jingeomhoedong. “You coward.”

* * *

Several days have passed.

Vincen’s training became a laughing stock to the people in the villa.

“Prince Vincent is dancing.”

“I heard you hold the sword with your left arm and wave it?”

“If you swing it three times, it gets tired and starts panting.”

The sight alone was a disgrace to Adenka.

But Vincen didn’t care much.

One-armed Daven.

He has been trying to win Kazin since childhood.

Someone said, “How can a one-armed idiot defeat Kazin?” and told me to stop with my empty illusions.

‘But I eventually got over it.’

The ridicule and contempt at that time returned as the shouts of a gladiator.

‘I guess I’ll have to do that this time too.’

Meanwhile, Merlin, the deputy chief of the family’s White Swordsman, was on patrol again today when he discovered people gathered in a separate building.

‘What are you doing?’

When I got there, I saw that Vincennes was swinging his sword clumsily.

And everyone seemed to be laughing at it.

‘Left arm?’

My posture was sloppy and my body was not prepared.

Nevertheless, Vincennes was swinging his sword as best as he could.

It seemed like they were preparing for the upcoming inspection meeting.

‘Swing the sword with your left arm.’

The sight of him swinging a sword with his left arm was an unusual scene.

No one does it like that.

This is because you cannot receive help from ‘imagery’.

It must be the last effort of an ugly child from Adenka who was born without any characteristics.

It may be his own judgment that he cannot succeed if he follows the same path as others.

‘There is a reason why no one takes a path, but I will support you.’

Merlin looked at Vincennes for a long time.

His eyes were full of inexplicable seriousness.

A few days passed like that again.

Now Vincen started hitting the straw scarecrow’s body.

Even then, his physical strength and body were weak, so he could not practice for a long time.

Merlin moved closer.

“This is Merlin from the White Swords.”

Vincen didn’t know his position, but he could sense that Merlin was a very high-level warrior.

“okay. “What’s going on?”

“It’s a high-level stamina potion. “If you use this, you will be able to train much more easily.”

Vincen wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at Merlin.

It was the first kindness I encountered when I came here.

“Did you say you were Merlin, a member of the White Swords?”

“yes.”

“Merlin, I will remember your name.”

It may have been closer to sympathy rather than liking, but in any case, there was no hostility.

At least it was much better than the people in the separate building who snuck in and laughed at me every time I practiced.

Vincen liked Merlin.

Merlin was silent for a moment and then spoke.

“Something has changed.”

It was a very different attitude from the Vincennes he had known, and there was power in that voice.

I felt a subtle spirit in his words about remembering his name.

“Please be safe.”

Merlin bowed and left.

Vincen hit the scarecrows several times after that.

He took out the sword skills imprinted in his soul and transplanted them into his body.

‘Cut horizontally.’

I supported the ground with my right foot.

Added rotational force to the waist.

I caught the moment of the sword in my eyes and got used to it.

His physical strength improved noticeably, and the sword skills and timing seen by the one-armed swordsman Daven began to be visible to this body’s eyes.

‘now.’

A sword that creates dots and lines, stacking them in layers to reveal supernatural abilities.

The way One-Armed Daven was able to defeat Kazin.

A special swordsmanship that was not recorded in history was revived in his hands.

The road I had to go to was clearly visible.

‘Balgeom.’

The scarecrow was cut down.

There was no loud sound.

‘done.’

My heart felt relieved.

It looked much better, but it didn’t seem to have much power.

The people in the annex still laughed at Vincennes.

That night.

A light wind blew.

The scarecrow’s body slid down.

No one saw that scene.

The first person to discover it was Merlin, who was on patrol in the early morning.

‘The scarecrow has been cut down.’

When I went and looked closely, the cross section was sharp.

‘It’s impossible with a black cedar wooden sword. It is even more impossible with the achievements of Prince Vincennes.’

I looked closely at the traces.

‘I cut from the bottom up. Using your left arm. Did you use a real sword?’

Jingeom decided that it was not.

If so, it would have been possible only with the help of divine protection and characteristics.

‘Prince Vincennes doesn’t have any protection?’

Divine protection, a special symbol given by God.

Vincennes had no power at all since he was born.

Accordingly, it did not have any characteristics.

Something happened that was incomprehensible to common sense.

Merlin kept his mouth shut.

‘I’ll have to wait and see.’

He began to take interest in Vincennes.

‘perhaps… … .’

I had a faint hope that I might have found a reason to remain in Adenka even after going through the humiliation of being demoted from the 12th sword of Adenka to the commander of the White Swords.

‘Let’s not jump to conclusions.’

I decided to observe Vincen from afar.

* * *

Vincen woke up at the same time every day, ate at the same time, and sweated while holding his wooden sword at the same time.

‘You need to pay attention to managing your condition.’

The moment your balance is lost, your body will collapse.

The sacrum, which had been neglected for 13 years, was on the verge of crumbling.

I had to do my best to improve my physical condition.

As a result, Wilson was devastated.

‘Why do I have to wake up at 5 am!’

‘Why are you eating five meals a day! ‘It’s because they eat it bit by bit, like they’re rabbits!’

‘My nap!’

Wilson’s dissatisfaction mounted.

“Wilson. “Do your best at your job.”

“Oh, yes.”

Wilson brought the food.

Vincen opened the lid of the bowl.

“The flavor of the meat remains, but there is no meat.”

The bowl was full of grass.

“yes?”

“If you were going to steal it, you should have eaten it without being noticed.”

“What do you mean?”

“I got meat in my teeth.”

“Huh, huh! Really?”

Wilson hastily covered his mouth.

“It’s a lie.”

“Confucius!”

“Are you angry at me because I did something wrong?”

Vincen smiled lightly and said.

“I can still find it cute.”

“yes?”

Vincen made eye contact with Wilson.

“I hope you don’t cross the line.”

Hmm, that’s it!

He tried to say, but Wilson swallowed hard.

For some reason, I was afraid of Vincen’s gaze.

He said.

“Well, you know that I’m a member of the city administration class, right?”

“I do not know.”

Wilson mustered up as much courage as he could and made the scariest threat he could.

“Well, well, I’ve killed a lot of people even though I’ve been like this?”

“Is that so?”

“Oh, aren’t you scared?”

“That’s scary.”

“yes. so.”

Vincen cut off his words.

It contained mana and transmitted the voice into Wilson’s head.

“It is very easy to rule through fear. But you can’t win my heart. That’s why I won’t suppress you with force.”

For a moment, Wilson’s body stiffened.

He knew what this was.

“Ji, did you use any mana just now?”

“okay.”

“I heard you have a body that can’t use mana?”

“That is incorrect.”

“Well, then, since when did you start using mana?”

“The important thing is that I am dealing with mana. “Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right.”

Mana was the power to create miracles, and it gave birth to the miracle of disappearing bad attitudes.

My posture was straight and my hands were neatly placed together.

Vincen continued.

“The quality of the meals seemed to be significantly lower than the budget allotted for the outbuildings.”

“yes?”

“And my clothes. “Levidin cotton is the main material.”

Wilson, who had become polite, tilted his head.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

Levidin cotton was a material not used in the clothes of people from prestigious families.

This was due to the characteristics of Levidine cotton.

Levidine cotton can grow quickly and produce large amounts of cotton, but it has the characteristic of degrading the land and causing surrounding plants to die.

So people from prestigious families were reluctant to have such characteristics.

Because it was a trait unsuited to a prestigious family.

“It means that someone is stealing the budget from the middle.”

“Well, it’s not me?”

“Yeah, you probably aren’t. “You’re not that kind of a vessel.”

Wilson’s face turned a little red.

“Are you swearing?”

“I’m glad you understand that much.”

“Confucius!”

“Who is the one closest to me who serves me?”

“Uh, it’s me.”

“So stop showing off your petty pride and stand by my side.”

“… … yes?”

“I will make sure that you are not ashamed that your master is Vincen Adenka.”

“… … .”

“This is my last chance to look at you cutely.”

Wilson was lost for a moment and looked at Vincen.

Today’s Vincennes had the elegance of a son of a noble family.

Everything was different from the old Vincennes.

Regardless of the presence or absence of mana, I felt a power that I could not dare to disobey.

“If you understand, do your job.”

Wilson was presented with his own challenges.

Hints and opportunities were given, and it was Wilson’s ability to make the most of those opportunities.

Wilson frowned slightly.

“Even if you say that, it’s not cool at all.”

Still, I closed the door in a fairly polite manner and left.

When I came out, I felt a bit more relaxed.

I leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

My heart was pounding.

“Whew. What is cool… … “He exploded.”

fantasy,