Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius

Chapter 189:

If my eyes were not mistaken, the amount of bloodstone in one sack seemed to be dozens.

They are all large, high-quality bloodstones.

There are as many as four bags of these.

To this extent, I can become much stronger than I am now.

‘Just because your body is strong doesn’t mean you can become a sword master…’

Although he may not be able to become a sword master, this was a talent that could not be compared to anything else.

Simply feeding bloodstone to the sword increases its physical abilities, but unless it is the legendary Elix, it would be difficult to compare.

‘It’s just a pity that I can’t continue to become stronger.’

There was a limit to how my body could accept bloodstone and be trained.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t transcend the human species.

‘Still, being able to control the sharpness of obscurity is a great harvest.’

It was an obscure weapon that boasted incredible sharpness from the time it was first acquired.

However, since the sharpness was doubled, it was difficult to find a scabbard that could handle the nameless blade.

As I was wondering whether I should ask the wizards to make a special one, when the bloodstones in the World Tree were removed, a function was created in the name.

Controlling sharpness.

The blade sharpens or becomes dull in response to my will.

So, sometimes it could be used as a blunt weapon.

No matter how much you hit iron, it is not harder than cotton, but when the edge becomes dull, its performance as a blunt weapon becomes amazing.

“I’m sure.”

It was enough to check just one battery.

There might be other things in there too.

If I tried to check it for no reason, the great warrior might misunderstand that I didn’t trust him.

So, I just felt that it was an ore with a rattling sensation as it was pulled towards me.

“But how are you going to carry it? “I don’t think it would be possible for you to do it alone.”

Daejeonsa is worried about me.

No, am I right to worry?

At first glance, it sounded like he was worried that I couldn’t carry everything, but when I found out what race he was, I realized how big of a misunderstanding that was.

He was looking forward rather than worried.

I couldn’t take all the bloodstones, so I’m leaving some behind.

The reason for thinking that way is simple.

‘If I leave it behind, they’ll take it back.’

And if I come back and try to find it, they might either deny it because they don’t know, or I might have to fight them.

So, you have to take all the bloodstone bags from here.

Originally, that would have been impossible.

‘I have a hatchling, so why worry?’

I have a hatchling who is an all-rounder, so it’s even weirder to worry about him.

“Oh, in that case, you don’t have to worry.”

“…?”

“I have an artifact.”

“…!”

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He opens his eyes and glares at me.

How does a barbarian living in the south, where there are likely no wizards, know about the artifact?

Even though supplies are said to be going to Easton, could it be that the artifacts were stolen through looting?

Then, it is understandable that he is surprised to hear that it is an artifact.

“I think I know.”

“I know it was made with an alien spell.”

“yes. Then you’ll talk faster. “My artifact is specialized for moving these materials.”

I was wondering why I bothered explaining this, but somehow I felt like I needed to explain it, so I explained it appropriately.

‘Actually, it’s not an artifact but a hatchling’s magic… but how would non-magicians know the difference?’

I made a moderate wave of my hand and signaled to the hatchling.

The hatchling immediately realized what I meant and put the four sacks into subspace.

“Ugh… it’s gone!”

“what! “Are you saying that guy is a witch doctor?”

It seemed like the barbarians were agitated by that sight.

This phenomenon may be surprising since it is rare for people to experience magic directly.

But what does a shaman mean?

As far as I know, there was no content about shamans in the original work.

‘Well, just because you’ve seen the original doesn’t mean you can know everything.’

Since the story centers around the main character, there were many things I didn’t know about.

And because the butterfly effect occurred as I moved, there was no guarantee that the world would flow as I remembered.

Because the future changed just because I was here.

“Hmm… I see.”

The great warrior clicks his tongue with a dissatisfied face.

A situation different from what he thought happened.

But you can’t say anything to me.

Because I’m keeping my promise.

Looking at them this way, they are stupid and foolish.

What is that promise?

‘No, it’s just strange that barbarians keep their promises in the first place.’

They call themselves warriors, but no matter how you look at them, they are much closer to barbarians than warriors.

No, he was a barbarian himself.

They were crazy about plunder and war, but they were far from the warriors I knew.

“Then I’ll go back.”

Originally, I was going to use the elf as a guide to find the mine where the bloodstone was buried.

However, if it is a place where there are barbarians and a great warrior, things are different.

It’s better not to mess with them until you’re confident you can handle them all, as there’s no need to take any unnecessary risks.

At least for now.

“Are you planning to go back already?”

“…?”

Then I have to go back. Are you saying I should at least sleep out here?

He glanced at the Daejeonsa warrior and then glanced at the barbarians lined up behind him and said.

“Because there are people who don’t want me here. “I also didn’t feel the need to stay here any longer.”

“That’s strange. “The fact that we brought this guy to the forefront means that we have some business to attend to.”

The great warrior pointed to an elf crouching to one side, mesmerized.

I was slightly embarrassed and dumbfounded by his words.

It’s true that I’ve only just thought of that…

No, I think it’s amazing that they’ve realized that through simple thinking.

“There was…”

I glanced at the elf.

It’s a problem to leave that guy here, but it’s also a problem to take him with him.

As the number of elves was small, they remembered each and every person in detail.

It won’t be long before we find out that the elf has disappeared.

Maybe the spirits will know that I took him to the barbarians.

Even if they did, the problem was whether the barbarians would just let the elf take them away.

That elf guided me to the realm of barbarians.

If they hadn’t come out scouting, they wouldn’t have even known I was there.

There was nothing worse than having their military power discovered during a war.

‘If you leave it behind, that elf will either die… or be treated worse than death.’

I paused for a moment and then shook my head.

It’s not like I can defeat the Great Warrior, and in order to return safely, it’s best to leave that elf behind.

Just looking at the barbarians surrounding the elf in the first place, it seemed like they had no intention of sending the elf away.

It will turn out that I took him with me, but you can think about it then.

And it wasn’t like I had no excuses at all.

You could say it was to figure out the truth… or you could say it was to chase after something that was running away.

Although you may not believe it.

“Not anymore. “I just came here before.”

I didn’t necessarily reveal why I came here.

I’ve gotten everything I can from them, so there’s no need to mess with them any more.

“So you’re saying you’re going back now?”

“yes.”

“Hmm…”

Is it really that worrying that I, an enemy of the barbarians, am returning?

Or is he going to break his promise and attack me?

I didn’t have high expectations that they would keep their promise, so I had no intention of saying anything if they broke their promise.

It’s even weirder to just send the enemy back inside themselves.

‘Still, let’s stay calm just in case.’

If the Great Warrior starts attacking, I won’t be able to think leisurely like this.

“Don’t do that, come with us.”

“…!”

Did I hear wrong now?

Or did I hear an auditory hallucination?

I heard a sound that I had never even thought of or even wanted to hear.

I’m not some kind of suicide commando if you go with me.

Should I go crazy and enter their territory when my safety is not guaranteed?

“…What did you say just now?”

“Didn’t you hear? “He asked me to come with him.”

You didn’t hear wrong.

Oh, I’m going crazy.

It was right to refuse, but it seemed like they wouldn’t let me go easily if I refused.

And I don’t know what the Great Master is thinking.

They would accept the enemy into their camp without going crazy.

Don’t you know how dangerous that is?

Or am I just that confident?

“Why should I do that?”

I looked at his reaction.

Just to find out a little bit about what he was thinking.

But I couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.

Does he think I will accept that offer?

“Is there any other reason not to go?”

Say that now.

I sigh.

I frowned at my itchy forehead.

“We are the enemy.”

I don’t necessarily want to provoke them, but I also have no intention of entering the tiger’s den.

Even if I had to fight them here, I should have created an escape hole.

The moment I follow them, I can’t even run away.

There will be a lot of barbarians and several warrior commanders, so even a hatchling would have a hard time dealing with all of them.

Hatchling, it might be difficult if you were alone, but it would be even harder if you had to take care of me as well.

“That’s right. But they are also not enemies.”

What kind of nonsense is this?

I don’t know what kind of relationship Easton and the barbarians have, and I know that they fight together every day, so how can they not be enemies?

‘Could it be that there are differences of opinion among them?’

I thought about that for a moment, but then I felt stupid for thinking that way.

No matter how different their personalities may be, their essence is the same.

I also know that they are a race of people who are crazy about war and want the war to never stop.

Other than that, it is difficult for their opinions to differ when it comes to war.

“It’s nothing to think about. “Think simply.”

“What are you talking about…”

“You have passed the warrior’s test and won. “You have proven yourself as a warrior, and warriors are our comrades.”

“….”

I was speechless at his contradictory words.

I took the warrior’s certification?

I?

I only sparred in the name of helping…

‘Ah… I guess that’s it.’

If my prediction is correct, it is truly absurd.

Just by sparring with him once, he became a warrior by winning that sparring.

Why is there such a weak organization?

‘Should I like this or not?’

It was difficult to estimate.

The barbarians were clearly against me.

But Daejeon Temple calls me a comrade.

How should I accept this?