Chapter 22: Dalian (5)
"Tell me exactly what happened."
However, he did not understand exactly what had happened.
I understood that Jamie used the power.
But I couldn't figure out what kind it was.
At some point, the position of the sword was just moved.
Also, very threatening.
Because of this, there was no choice but to use the power 'change the status quo'.
If I hadn't written it, it would have been me who suffered.
"Simply put ."
Isis said looking at Jamie who was lying down.
"The body Should I say?"
There were many onlookers, but Isis was the only one who clearly saw Jamie's power.
However, it was difficult to explain with certainty what kind of Isis was also.
that too.
"Jamie Welton was not one."
"It wasn't one?"
"If I had to explain ."
Isis pondered for a moment, looked at Jamie without saying a word, then shook her head and opened her mouth.
"Should I say 'number of cases'?"
"I don't understand any more."
"How did it look to you?"
"It was because the position of the sword was suddenly moved. It was in contact with my steel thread, and suddenly a sword flew in my face."
"Did you just see that?"
"What does that mean?"
Han couldn't quite understand what Isis was trying to say.
Isn't it called an alter ego, or the number of cases?
Conversely, Isis was also a little surprised by Han's words.
She smiled slightly and muttered in a voice that was quite interesting.
"Have you awakened an interesting power?"
"So what do you mean? Please tell me so I can understand!"
"It was Jamie's three black guns."
what?
"The sword you said you saw, which suddenly stabbed in the face, and the sword that aimed at the gap in the lower abdomen. And even the sword that was about to blow away the finger holding the stick."
So Isis naturally thought that it was an alter ego, and he had no choice but to think of the number of cases.
Because, the trajectory drawn by those three swords was all aimed at Han's gap.
It was a fact that could be known because it was Isis, who was stronger than the two of them.
" But why didn't I see the rest?
"You said number of cases. I don't know why I couldn't see you, but the judgment aimed at the head was the best attack.
"It's a complex power."
"I wasn't quite sure either. It may not be the case."
Maybe it was simply the power related to the clone.
It could be that Jamie's ability to target Han's gap was purely her skill.
So I couldn't be sure of anything until the party woke up.
'What is certain is that he has entered the state of being a sword master.'
Isis let out a smirk.
Not that there were no cases.
Among dragons and high elves, there were sometimes 9-class sword masters.
However, it was possible because they were long-lived species living in a distant time.
Jamie Wellton... .
Diablo Volfir is a wizard.
'A kid who hasn't been holding a sword in a few years .'
But we don't know yet.
Unconsciously, he entered the state of being a sword master.
Will he be able to remember his powers even after regaining consciousness?
* * *
It was an unfamiliar ceiling.
Jamie squeezed her heavy eyelids with her hands.
At some point, the memory disappeared.
While confronting Han, he avoided his attacks and counterattacked several times.
Swinging the sword for a long period of time was more difficult than I thought.
Even the opponent was a sword master, and he was more exhausted than usual because he was handling a bizarre weapon.
Still, as I got used to Han's movements, I learned how to respond.
However, it seems that physical strength has reached its limit first.
'I just didn't expect it to be so exhausting.'
It seems that he was mentally exhausted because he was not simply wielding a sword, but was equally fighting against someone stronger than him.
It was funny.
To say that he, who has prided himself on being a veteran among veterans, feels mentally exhausted just to that extent.
It seems that his passion and will for the sword was greater than he thought.
Does it feel like going back to the beginning?
I felt the emotions I felt when I first encountered magic in my previous life after a long time.
'I thought I forgot everything.'
Although all of his mana was depleted and his blood flowed backwards, he almost became a bad person, but he liked magic so much that he constantly craved it.
"But, I think I felt something."
Before losing consciousness, Jamie felt a strange sensation.
But he immediately lost consciousness, so he didn't know exactly what it was.
The realm of the unconscious was literally unconscious, so it was only natural that he didn't know it when he woke up.
When I looked out the window, the sun was already setting.
It was in the morning when I was fighting with Han, so it must be said that at least five or six hours have passed.
"I slept a lot."
Then I frowned at the smell of chemicals stinging my nose.
Looking around, I saw several identical beds placed at regular intervals.
In one corner, there was a chest of drawers with medicine bottles.
It looked like a hospital.
It was as if he had lost consciousness and was put in a hospital.
I decided to go outside and left the hospital room, and someone was standing right in front of the door.
At first, he was a very short person who thought it was Iron Reel, but when he looked closely, he was an old woman with a curly waist and white hair like a balloon.
"See you awake."
The old woman was an impressive grandmother with small wrinkles. He looked quite old.
She walked over to Jamie with difficulty and started rubbing her legs out of the blue.
"What are you doing?"
Jamie asked, she said.
"My muscle density increased while I was sleeping. The body must have been awakened."
excuse me?
"Call me Doctor."
The old man, who introduced himself as "Doctor," climbed Jamie's body like a tree, carefully checking his abdomen, chest, neck and arms, and jumped down.
Then he said
"It's a harbinger of awakening."
" What do you mean?"
"Speak with Isis for details. This is a place only for sick people, so get out."
The Doctor left behind those words and disappeared somewhere.
Hearing this one-sidedly, Jamie left the hospital scratching her cheek.
And I found Hawks, a giant joiner who was holding out in front of the hospital.
Nearby, Isis sat cross-legged on a nearby bench.
"Why is he here?"
When Jamie pointed at Hawks and asked, Isis grinned.
"The tour competition isn't over yet."
I've only been in a match twice.
To that extent, it could not even be called a circuit competition.
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