Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

257 Sometimes It'S An Old Story, Part Three.

Soma narrowed her eyes in the wind containing the scent of the tide.

If you look up at the sky, the blue sky is spreading, and if you look down, the same color is spreading there again.

It was in the middle of a voyage.

Three days have already passed since we left land, so the only thing around us is the horizon.

Though the ship looks straight ahead, Soma doesn't know if it really is.

But without anxiety there, there is plenty of room for a relaxing view, so it's something I'm used to.

Well, it might be natural if we repeated the voyage over and over a month.

It was early, and since Soma came to this world, as many as a decade of moon was about to flow.

It's been almost four years since I first stayed in the city, or left the country, so I'm used to traveling.

I just don't feel like I'm used to the opposite about this world anymore.

Because I realized many times during my journey that it was only my fault.

There are still many surprises, and I'm sure I won't get used to them, and I've even come to think of that lately.

One of the most surprising things is that there is something real in this world called God.

Not on a level where there is physical evidence or anything, but God is there in a literal sense.

... No, that's just what I might have said too much, but it's true that it's still easy to find if you look for it.

It was not once or twice that I saw the miracle of God.

Nevertheless, was it because I knew at the same time that God had all sorts of things?

I saw a God who was going to have difficulty in his daily life and dye his hands for evil, and some God was going to have too much trouble listening to people's wishes.

Appearance, character, good and evil.

It all depends on God, and if the only thing we have in common is that we could have used the power we deserve to call ourselves God.

But knowing such things, Soma came to be certain of something.

I cannot return to the original world.

Whatever they say, there is no god in this world who has the power to cross the world.

Apparently, the story is different if it is just to see, or if it is to be reincarnated by the soul alone, but the former, of course, the latter makes no sense either.

I just came back from the dead, and how about that?

And the truth is, I didn't really feel like going home from the start.

Not that there was no untrained in the original world, but there was more to this world than that.

Or if I hadn't been on a journey, I still didn't know... but anyway, if I couldn't go home, I'd just accept that it was.

By the way, Soma has never stayed in one place for more than a month since he left that city.

It is simply because it is pleasant to travel.

Of course there was a lot of hard work, but the fun was more than that.

Fighting demons who at first remembered some fear is one of them.

I really enjoyed going to a new place and fighting demons like I've never seen before.

Once I look into my painful eyes, I try to gather information properly in advance, but still demons sometimes do things that I don't expect.

But the joy of defeating it is extraordinary.

Above all, it was good to be able to feel my sword arm up.

After all, practice is the most important thing to polish the arms of a sword.

Although, naturally, the daily bareback continues.

I don't care how tired you were.

It was already a routine, and if you didn't do it, you'd feel sorry for yourself.

But still, Soma has never learned a sword from anyone.

Because I didn't get that chance...... although I'm sure it's true, it's also pre-built.

Somehow, I don't think I'm going to be able to teach them anything other than the first cut off.

And it will never come true again.

"... Speaking of which, it's been another year since then."

It was not until some time after they embarked on their journey that they learned that they were not the only swordsmen and their best disciples, even called Kensei.

I remember not being surprised by that, but rather feeling like convinced and proud.

I didn't have to teach you anything, but I had something to get.

Their sword trident, which was the beginning of it all, and a sword made of wood.

That is not all if I say so, but it was also too much.

"Besides, there's another one now."

Squirting, dropping your gaze on your hips.

In sight is not a wooden sword, but a sword with a metallic glow.

Though Soma had always used a wooden sword like the will even on his journey, it had been crushed about a year ago.

This is what I got instead.

It was the sword of Kensei's favorite use and an object of shapes.

It was Soma who took his end.

It's just a coincidence, though.

He reunited with his disciples most ahead of him when he was asked to, but there was something there with a certain mighty power.

Sometimes called demons, they draw a line with demons.

This one against, the three of us.

Soma had the best care not to be a foot wrapper, and that seemed to be the least of his disciples.

Instead of there being any difference between Soma and his, the opponent was too strong.

To such an opponent, Kensei never frightened a single step.

Fighting moves as one another… Eventually, the body of the devil sinks into the earth.

But at the same time, Kensei was crushed on the spot.

He was him, too, critical.

Both Soma and his most disciples are worn out in their bodies...... Soma was still better because that is why Soma was not a threat.

The devil didn't come after us, so we were safe.

The disciple looked most remorsefully as he nodded on the spot at the appearance of a teacher who was now on his way to death.

I guess it's because I couldn't help myself and, above all, I can't see it by my side.

There was not enough leeway left for Soma to lend a hand to someone, and Soma waited jizzily for that time beside Kensei, also with remorse and sorrow in her heart.

There was nothing I could do already.

All I can do is drop you off.

To such a Soma, Kensei has offered a sword that remained in his grip until the end.

As if at that time he had offered a wooden sword.

To Soma, who had received it reflexively, Kensei took his breath away as he smiled and nodded satisfactorily.

Until the end, I have nothing to say to Soma.

That won't be necessary, as if to say so.

Kensei's body was buried there as it was.

Somehow I felt like I wanted it, because by the time I managed to move, I saw the most disciples and opinions I had recovered.

Although only part of the equipment was removed as a sign of shape and death, the rest was buried intact, and that was the last of the Sword Saints.

I should say for granted, Soma wanted to return her sword, but she didn't get it.

You're the one who gave it to me, so tell me you're the only one who's eligible to receive it.

If I thought it was too heavy, I was told to bury it here too, but I decided to accept it after a little worrying.

This sword deserves it, while vowing to brush the arms of the sword more than ever so that you will never regret giving it to me.

My best disciple's girlfriend and I broke up there and haven't seen each other since.

But I'm sure he's still desperate to brush his arms.

As you deserve as the most disciple of Kensei.

Only this time, to not regret it.

"... maybe one day the time will come to cross swords"

I wish I could just use a sword at first, then Soma vaguely polished the arm of the sword, but since then I have had a solid goal.

Catching up with Kensei...... Going further above it, not anywhere.

The path of the sword will be extremed and you will reach the top.

If you're still going for it, that's just about right.

But I'm sure it's the same over there.

Looking into his eyes at the time of his breakup, Soma has such certainty.

Probably, they should be the same.

That's why one day we have to decide which one is up there.

"... I'm looking forward to it"

It was from the heart.

Maybe he'll die, or he'll kill you.

But more than that, it was pure pleasure.

One day it will be to fight those who were the most disciples of that sword saint.

Down and up to the top of the sword.

Just imagine that, nature and the edge of your mouth hang up.

"Hmm... then it's not like I'm enjoying the view or anything."

Soma largely pulled out her sword, wondering if now was the perfect workout day to have more free time.

Keep shaking up...... somehow, look up at the sky.

"... can't you see it today?"

Even though I narrow my eyes so that I can see what lies ahead, only one side of the sky is visible in my sight.

I don't see what you want there.

Reach the top of the sword.

That was already a decision, but Soma had also decided how to confirm it.

There are different beings in this world.

Demons, gods, dragons.

But only one of them is called the strongest.

That is what is also known as the god of dragons.

If we could defeat something like that, I'm sure we could prove it.

That I was able to reach the top of my sword.

Though, that's still a long way to go.

"One day we will definitely let them arrive. So I hope you're looking forward to that."

And when he groaned as if it were there, he lowered his gaze, and also waved his arm down as it was.