Chapter 552 – IF I Am Alone in Another World 38
Dojin, who received the sword from Rastina, headed to the dungeon to test the performance of her sword. Just by looking at the sword she made, you could tell that she was a famous sword, but you didn’t know how good it actually was until you wielded it yourself.
Therefore, what was needed was Tsujigiri (辻斬り), which was often practiced in the Japanese Middle Ages.
It was an act that had never been done or could be done in modern times, but surprisingly, in this world, there was a being who was legal to cut, and was actually praised by people.
It was a monster.
-Chwiiikik!
-Humans, they are cocky!
-Kill, kill!
In that sense, Orc was a very suitable opponent. A physique similar to a human, a body structure similar to a human, but also tough leather, tough stamina, and powerful strength that are incomparable to humans.
It was a perfect match for Dojin, a first-class adventurer who had already surpassed the 40th floor.
-Chwiiiiit-!?
-Go, strong!
-Kwaeeeeek!
Swing the sword.
The sharp blade penetrates the leather and pierces the vital area by exactly 1 cm before returning. When blood was flowing freely from the gaping hole and the orcs, who felt death, were shaking and clutching the gaping holes, Dojin stabbed three more orcs.
The prosecutor’s fight was just like this. There is no need to put your whole body through tasks. There is no need to show too much performance.
Since ancient times, the beauty of swordsmanship lies in causing the greatest damage with the smallest movement—in that sense, Dojin’s swordsmanship had already reached the level of art.
-Don’t run away!
-Surround yourself!
-Call more brothers!
The orcs dealing with Dojin were indignant. To be treated so one-sidedly by a single human being, and by just one person? That was unbearable for the Orcs, who were full of fighters.
The orcs let out a shout and gathered the orcs spread throughout the hierarchy, and the orcs who ran like that summoned other orcs again… The worst vicious cycle was repeated.
If the person here was an ordinary adventurer, even if he did well for a while, he would eventually be outnumbered and die miserably.
“Good.”
However, the person here was no ordinary adventurer, and the sword in his hand was no ordinary object.
A masterpiece created by a dwarf with the potential to become the world’s best blacksmith, putting everything he had into it.
It was a masterpiece that she may or may not be able to recreate in the distant future, even if she developed all her talents and used the best materials available at the time.
‘It’s getting better and better.’
Every time I swung the sword and cut down an enemy, the taste of my hand got better little by little. It was proof that the sword was getting used to the hand, and it also meant that the sticky blood that stuck to the blade could not kill the spirit of the blade at all.
According to common sense, this cannot happen. You cut a creature made of blood and flesh, but instead of dying, the blade becomes sharper?
However, if this is a magic sword, a sword that grows the more you cut the opponent, the story is different.
‘This is what Lastina said… A growing sword.’
The more you cut down your opponent, the more you grow accordingly.
The more you cut down a strong opponent, the greater the growth.
Sharper. Stronger.
A weapon that simply maximizes the identity of the “Sword.”
“It’s like absorbing the other person’s soul.”
At that moment, Dojin remembered the name of this sword. Naturally, as if it had that name from the beginning.
Soul Collector.
Soul Collector.
That was the name of this sword.
“Okay, then let’s continue…”
“─All army! Move forward! “Rescue the adventurer in danger over there!”
“… ?”
And then, an army appeared from somewhere.
The hunt is over.
* * *
“Hmm – be thankful, adventurer! “We saved your life from danger!”
After the army wiped out the orcs, their commander proudly appeared in front of Dojin.
Dojin glared at the commander who had interrupted his hunting, but soon realized that he had no ill will and quietly nodded.
“Yeah, whatever. Thank you.”
“You don’t have to be too thankful. “It is the duty of a soldier to save his subjects who are in danger.”
“Yes…”
As I was tilting my head at the words like this and that, not knowing which beat to play, the soldiers came running and reported.
“Insect! Captain. The recovery of all magic stones is complete!”
“Okay. Then let’s go straight to catch the next monster…”
“Well, the soldiers’ weapons were damaged a lot in this battle… I think it will be difficult to continue the battle any longer.”
“Hmm- that’s pathetic. There’s nothing we can do, then today’s training ends here─.”
“Wait a minute.”
Seeing the commander trying to leave while saying that, Do-jin naturally blocked his path.
The commander, who was in a bad mood when an adventurer he saved blocked his path, frowned and glared at Dojin.
“What’s going on? “I would have said thank you.”
“That’s not it— Among the magic stones I picked up, there must be magic stones from the monsters I caught. “Are you kidding me to retrieve all of that?”
“Huh- this is what they mean by asking me to hand over my bundle after saving you from the river. If it weren’t for us, you would have died there. Are you saying that even after knowing that?”
That’s why, looking at the commander who clicked his tongue, Dojin unconsciously stroked the tip of his sword.
Should I kill you? It would have been so easy to decapitate him from this distance. This distance is the inspection distance. There is no one who can avoid his sword within this distance.
At least we haven’t met so far. The commander in front of me was not like that.
‘Should I kill him?’
I could feel the driver standing next to the commander getting nervous, as if he had noticed Do-jin’s worries. Dojin, who saw the knight’s hand moving towards the sword at his waist, slowly removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and smiled.
“Okay. “I understand.”
“Joy. He seems like a shameless adventurer. Let’s go!”
As he watched the commander and troops snorting and disappearing into the distance, Dojin realized that he had changed a lot.
What if something like this had happened to him around the time the curtain fell on the world? I wouldn’t have cared that much. Aside from the fact that he had no reason to attack the military, he probably didn’t think much of the fact that his magic stone was taken.
Because since ancient times, rights have not existed for tools.
Because there is no such thing as property for a sword.
‘It has changed.’
But what about yourself now? He worried about attacking the commander just because he was confident that he could win against the army.
He thought he didn’t like having his things taken away by others. He felt the emotion. ‘I’ to the sword. The ego was created.
“Is this what it felt like?”
It was an extremely sweet feeling that I felt for the first time in years. This was especially true in that the emotions could be viewed completely separately from reason.
Dojin looked at the emotions rising in his heart and thought about how he could use them.
‘Ah, before that.’
Dojin swung his sword at the back of the commander’s head as he disappeared into the distance. After seeing the sharp wind blowing through the commander’s hair, he took out the Return to the City scroll from his arms and tore it open.
* * *
Whiiing-!
“Huh?”
The wind blew in a dungeon where there was no way for air to flow. As the commander, who sensed something strange, looked around, the knight following him became the flagship.
“Ji, Commander! Oh, my head!”
“What? What happened to your head?”
The commander, who had been playing with his head in response to the knight’s fuss, tilted his head as he felt his head was fine. His smooth scalp greeted him in its place.
‘Smooth and smooth…’ … ?’
The commander, who belatedly sensed something strange, scratched his head. Then, I caught a handful of the fallen hair in my hand.
The commander, unable to tell whether what he was seeing was reality or a delusion, blinked his eyes and stroked his hair. After a while, he looked in the mirror his subordinate brought and realized that all his hair had fallen out. Br〉
“What is this-.”
The horror of suddenly losing my head was something that cannot be explained. The commander, who felt a greater psychological fear than when he encountered a monster he could not resist, fainted, and his subordinates quickly escaped from the dungeon, taking care of the commander.
No one present could have expected that Dojin would have swung his sword from far away and cut off the commander’s hair.
* * *
Bar.
Dojin called his colleagues in preparation for the upcoming dungeon attack.
“Hehe-.”
“What, you look happy?”
“Oh, really?”
“What happened?”
“Just got ripped off in the dungeon?”
Sayoung, who heard Dojin’s words, burst out laughing as if it was absurd and then asked back.
“Why does that feel good?”
“I know? Haha-.”
“… Hey, you idiot. “It tastes a bit bad?”
Sayoung whispered that to Orion. After hearing those words, Orion nodded his head as if saying the same thing.
They couldn’t understand Do-jin’s joy at regaining his emotions. No, probably no one will be able to understand him easily.