When I Woke Up, I Was a Crazy Swordsman Genius - When I Woke Up, I Was a Crazy Swordsman Genius chapter 105

The northern monsters began to gather in one place.

As if being wary of something, it spins around in one place and emits a strange cry.

There are monsters that sometimes go inside, but the monsters that entered screamed without fail and never came out again.

“The monster named Ahar is gone.”

“Live?”

“Yes. And the man I didn’t see said he was roaming the North. But he wasn’t usually strong. He rips off the troll’s head with his bare hands, and even predators run away when they see him.”

ahar da

As soon as I heard it, he immediately came to mind.

Ahar was the only one left in the North right now, especially the one who could pull out a troll’s head with his bare hands.

Excluding taurine.

She was a woman, William was talking about a man.

‘It’s too late for reason to come back.’

Being attacked by a hatchling this time must have been such a shock.

It’s not something I care too much about.

“Take a closer look at the man. Because he is important.”

“I will.”

“Then what’s the worse news?”

“Ah, that… .”

A shadow fell on his face.

As if this story was real, he pulled his face forward.

Pulling his face closer to me, he carefully opened his mouth.

“Right now, the castle is very noisy. War and all, and implicitly, there is talk of the empire.”

I think I’ve said this before.

Since I’m frowning, he added that he wasn’t done yet.

“There are also rumors that one of the royals has close ties to the Empire. this is not accurate I hear that one of them is scheming to ascend the throne with the Empire.”

Oh, this is correct.

In fact, 2 princes of the royal family are in contact with the empire to obtain the throne.

Since it was also mentioned in the novel, it was possible to see how excellent his information network was in this aspect.

“That’s for sure… .”

“Is this enough to pay for the meal?”

he looked me in the eye

The mansion I gave you is a face I really like.

To the point of worrying what would happen if I took it back.

“uh. Do more than that.”

“All right.”

William smiled and nodded.

“Is it over?”

“Yes. This is the end.”

He waved both his hands.

“yes. Good job then.”

“Goodbye!”

Along with William’s voice, the sound of seeing off from his subordinates was heard.

I went home after saying goodbye to them.

After William came, my daily life got busier.

He sparred with the mercenary king, did what the count told him to do, and sparred with the mercenary king.

My day started and ended with sparring with the mercenary king.

“As expected, the heir I marked! Your skills are improving day by day!”

Stretching is a bitch, getting hit can be said to be increasing if you lose.

‘It’s definitely getting better, though.’

At first, even blocking was difficult, but now I can see the movement to some extent and avoid it properly.

“Let’s speed it up a bit!”

Even that was being watched by the Mercenary King.

Still, I could feel that I was getting stronger, so just getting hit didn’t feel too bad.

It was because I was beaten by one of the first couples.

“That’s all for today.”

“Huh… !”

As soon as the mercenary king finished his words, he breathed heavily and sat down on the ground.

The mercenary king sitting in front of me looked sideways at the sword leaning against my thigh and asked.

“The sword is well made, but it must be really well made. Did you make it with amantadium? no. You take Aura too well to say that.”

The sword I got was so hard that even a person who uses a fist would be interested in it.

To the extent that even the mercenary king’s fist, which was covered in aura, did not get the slightest scratch.

“It’s rare. A sword like that might have a name. Did you say you got it from the North?”

“Yes.”

“If it’s in the North… After all, it can only be said that it was made by a dwarf.”

The mercenary king now took my sword and examined it closely.

The strength of the sword, elasticity, etc.

After experimenting in every way, he repeatedly exclaimed.

“I can be sure of this. It’s the best weapon I’ve ever seen.”

In the end, he even said that this sword is the best sword in existence.

Although it was my sword, I didn’t have much inspiration.

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Knowing that, it was obtained through the hardships in the North.

It’s not that the main character only carries that sword for no reason.

“But are you okay?”

“yes? what?”

“That sword.”

“Why the sword?”

He tilted his head and looked at me.

I couldn’t help but harden my complexion.

The sword is not meant to be touched by anyone other than its owner.

It wasn’t for nothing that I shed blood when I got that sword.

They said that if someone other than the owner touches it, it will take away the mana or aura it has and make it unbearable.

That’s why I never allowed Mahol or Ellis to touch it.

‘Is the reality different?’

You can’t just believe in fiction.

As the main character’s actions are also different from the novel, this may also be different from the novel.

In fact, as if it could be irrelevant even if someone else touched it.

“Yeah. It’s so well made that I want to have it. Hmm… .”

As he inspected the sword, he murmured, ‘It’s too bad I don’t have a name’.

I wondered if the owner had nothing to do with it, so I wondered if I should go that far.

If I had to put a name on it, there was nothing that came to mind other than ‘The Sword of the Protagonist’.

For more than half of the novel, the main character uses only this sword and has no name.

Ahar couldn’t find out his name while using the sword for a long time.

There’s no way I can find what Ahar couldn’t find.

“uh… ? What is this?”

However, the mercenary king seems to be a little different.

Her eyes twinkled when she saw Pummel, who was looking around for the sword.

“What is written here? Well… where… radish… number of people? Ah, nameless! uh, nameless?”

I took the sword away from him, who was delighted and dazed again.

And looking at the Pummel, there was definitely a letter written on it.

But what does this say?

The letters looked like Arabic, so I couldn’t read them.

‘The mercenary king read this?’

It was hard to believe that the mercenary king, a symbol of ignorance, had read these letters.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“no.”

Yes, a person should have such an organ.

I tried to ignore him and moved my gaze to the sword.

“Nameless, nameless… cotton.”

In most novels, the name of the sword is unknown when the main character acquires it.

Especially in martial arts novels.

Maybe because the name Anonymous is kanji, there were many cases where I used that name.

‘I didn’t expect to get that.’

Anonymous is a cool name.

It’s a name I’ve heard so often that it didn’t sound very good.

“Thanks to you, I was able to find out the name of the sword. thank you.”

“Is it difficult to live life if you say thank you for this? Just say that and pass it on.”

“All right.”

After talking and taking adequate rest, the throbbing pain subsided.

“Then I will go.”

“Um, no more?”

“Yes. I want to rest a bit now.”

“Well, it’s not good to overwork your body.”

No, why is this nobleman doing this?

Those were not the words that would come out of his mouth, who thought that overexerting himself was the best thing.

“Raymond. Are you done?”

“Ah yes.”

The princess who was watching from afar approached.

“Eat some of this. You must be thirsty.”

“ah. This owes too much to the princess.”

The mercenary king stole the water bottle I handed over.

He smiled and opened the lid and inhaled it… .

Pooh-

I drank it and spit it out.

A yellow liquid wet the ground.

“Collock, Coke. What is this!”

“Ah, that’s Rocknitza.”

“Lonica? What is it?”

“that is… .”

The princess wiggled her fingers for a while before speaking in a low voice.

“It’s a good car for a man.”

“… .”

The mercenary king, who tried to shake off the tea left on his tongue, stopped.

Then he turned his stiff head and looked at the princess and the water bottle alternately.

“Is this what you mean?”

“Yes. It is said to be very good for men.”

“Oh, Mr. What a waste!”

He swallowed the contents of the bucket with such force that he would suck up even the water that had fallen on the floor.

‘Why are you giving that to me?’

I’m the Mercenary King.

It is still a bright age.

You don’t have to eat anything like that.

“I will go.”

“Oh, yes. rest well!”

The mercenary king was happy to see me off, as if he was satisfied with the car.

“ah. there… .”

“Yes?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“Yes. filled… I will only accept your heart.”

“Yes… .”

The princess followed me with a sad face.

At this rate, it seemed that he would follow me to the room.

“Are you going to follow me?”

“Oh, no. rest.”

She bowed her head to me, then trotted back.

“tired… .”

Upon entering the room, I immediately ran to the bed and threw myself.

The soft and cozy feel of the bed enveloped me.

“… .”

I was lying still in bed.

I wish I could sleep like this.

‘Why are you not leaving me alone like this?’

In the corner of the room, I felt a sign that shouldn’t be there.

The momentum he exudes is not to be overlooked. Could it be that an assassin with a high degree of training came?

“Whoa… .”

He sighed and got up from the bed.

I drew my sword without looking at the side where I felt the presence.

Then he took out a cloth and wiped the black surface.

Snug.

Now what do we do?

Is it because I drew my sword, or is it waiting for me to sleep?

There was no movement other than the first sign.

“Hmm… .”

I put the cloth down on the floor and walked to the place where I felt a presence.

As I walked, I thought about how to handle it.

It would have been nice to suppress it so that it wouldn’t bleed.

‘I’m not feeling well right now.’

I just finished Dalian, so I couldn’t use my full skills.

Just moving my arms up and down gave me muscle pain.

“Hey.”

He pointed his sword at the corner.

Something was wriggling in the shadows.

Even though I called him as if he was pretending, he didn’t respond.

“What are you. What are you in my room?”

He stretched out his sword.

The sword, which was extended enough to touch it, touched him.

A soft texture was felt as it rode the sword.

-it hurts!

Then, screaming, something jumped out of the corner and landed on the bed.

“what?”

It didn’t look too fast.

-too much. i’m out now

‘It’ trembled on the bed and spoke to me.

-Why are you doing this to me? I’m sick. Hard. I want to rest.

Curled up in the softest spot on the bed, ‘it’ stared at me.

– I’m sick. will you hurt me

‘It’ kept talking to me.

“… No, why are you here?”

‘It’ looks up at me with its big teary eyes.

He even shed tears, telling him not to torment himself.

-I got out. I missed you. Didn’t you want to see me?

I couldn’t hide my stupid feelings.

-You hate me?

Hatchling, who disappeared as soon as he returned to the count’s family, learned a strange way of speaking and came back.