The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 79
A long time ago.
Serkun was born in the slums of a village ruled by the Vatican.
One day a group raided the slums.
Many people died and were injured.
The Vatican warriors who were supposed to be in charge of public order were drinking.
They kidnapped and tortured people in the slums to cover up their neglect of duty.
“Who are the rioters?”
It was not a riot, but it was defined as a riot.
They intimidated the powerless people in the slums to hide their disgrace for failing to prevent outside raids.
“If you tell me, I will spare you.”
“Are you not going to speak?”
Among them were Serkun’s parents.
In the end, Serkun’s parents passed away from the aftermath of severe torture.
From that day forward, Serkun’s goal was to obliterate the Vatican.
Serkun gritted his teeth and practiced his martial arts, earning the title of King Sal.
However, Bartican was too strong and Serkun alone could not destroy it.
‘then.’
He had to inflict the greatest pain on the head of the Bartican.
It was said that Ponsiano, the head of the Bartican, had given birth to a son.
‘Kill that child.’
There, they decided to cut down as many Vatican soldiers as possible.
That was his last mission.
However, things did not work out as expected.
‘It can’t be killed.’
Looking at the child’s face, I couldn’t kill it.
It was strangely heartbreaking to see the child smiling and looking at him.
He has killed countless people, but that day was strange.
He put down the poisoned dagger.
‘My mission has failed.’
I got down on my knees and waited.
Soon, the elites of the Vatican would attack.
However, only one person appeared.
Head of the Bartican.
It was Ponsiano Bartican, called the King of the Spear.
He was bare-handed.
“Let’s hear the reason, King Sal.”
After hearing the story, Ponciano knelt before Sercun.
He did not offer any great consolation or apology.
“No matter what I do, it won’t compensate for the weight of the life you’ve lived.”
Ponciano readily admitted his mistake.
Strictly speaking, it was not Ponciano’s fault.
But Ponciano thought it was his fault.
After all, it was because he was the general manager of the Vatican.
“So you may kill me.”
“I don’t hold back.”
Sercun stabbed Ponciano in the throat with a poisoned dagger.
However, it was not fatally wounded.
Serkun bit his lip and asked.
“why. Why don’t you avoid it?”
“It’s the best reflection I can show the victim. Opportunities to ask for real forgiveness are rare.”
“…”
“I am truly sorry. I went through pain that I didn’t have to go through because I was lacking. I apologize, Serkun.”
“…”
Ponsiano sat down resolutely.
It was the look of a person who humbly faced death.
“shit.”
Sercun threw the antidote at Ponciano.
“Why are you giving me this?”
“I do not know. Eat at once.”
“hate.”
“Eat.”
“I refuse.”
“Eat!”
Ponciano did not take the antidote.
I passed out while sitting in my seat, but Serkun forced me to open my mouth and administered the antidote.
After that day.
Serkun became Raven’s exclusive butler.
* * *
After the mutant goblin incident, Raven became more focused on spearmanship.
He has a clear goal and dream of becoming Vincen.
“The first encounter was also defeated. Lost the second mission as well.”
felt good.
“It’s nice to have someone greater than me.”
With Vincen as the driving force, Raven sweated every day.
Serkun had his eyes on Raven.
A love greater than infidelity was in his eyes.
‘Vinchen Confucius. You will have to become a person who perfectly suits Raven’s dream.’
The current Vinchen was Raven’s goal, and furthermore, a dream.
So Vinchen had to have the skills and honor to match.
‘I’m helping you now.’
For Raven’s goal, he decided to help Vinchen.
So I met Vinchen on purpose and pulled Vinchen into the barrier.
“If the moment comes when Confucius becomes insignificant, I will kill you without delay.”
“A dire warning.”
Vincen laughed lightly.
There were few things more terrifying than turning Serkun into an enemy, but at least he was an ally for now.
“I understand what Deacon Serkun meant. But I still don’t know what these things have to do with reverse use.”
“Reverse role is not simply changing the face. It is a technology that artificially changes the position of the magic circuit and regenerates bones and muscles.”
“….”
“This is not an attribute.”
Vincen understood that at once.
“You mean it can be operated without protective protection.”
“you’re right.”
Vinchen continued.
“Should we understand it as the ability to stimulate muscles in a specific location using mana and artificially control the flow of mana?”
“You understand very quickly.”
Serkun was fascinated by Vincen.
Vinchen had something that ordinary warriors do not have.
Understanding Mana.
It felt like an in-depth exploration of the essence of martial arts preceded it.
“From my point of view, it is a skill that can be fully mastered if you have the level of Confucius Vincenzo’s ability.”
“Do I need that skill?”
Serkun nodded.
“Looks like you’re in a very precarious condition.”
He didn’t know exactly what a ‘sacrum’ was.
However, he noticed to some extent what Vinchen’s condition was.
“Reversal is the force that reshapes the body. You will be able to restore some of your weakened body. At least we can prevent it from getting any worse.”
Through the conversation with Serkun, Vinchen was able to draw conclusions.
Role-playing wasn’t just about changing one’s face and appearance.
“In the end, the essence of the reverse is a skill that uses mana to protect one’s own body.”
“That’s right.”
“Moreover, you will be able to easily control your brain power.”
Reversal is a technique originally designed to defend against brain power.
Conversely, the impact of brain power on the body can also be minimized.
Vincent closed his eyes for a moment.
A conversation with Serkun led Vinchen to enlightenment.
‘Brainpower is inherently a dangerous energy.’
It is too destructive to be preferred.
‘It’s too much for me to handle brain power with my current body.’
So, we are confined to dealing with only one initial characteristic, ‘Microcurrent’.
It was because his body could have melted first if he dealt with more than that.
‘But if you reconstruct your body through reverse use and deal with your brain power, you can do more than that.’
It was a necessary strength for Vincen.
He fully understood why Serkun was trying to teach him how to use the role.
When Vinchen opened his eyes, Serkun opened his mouth.
“Are you willing to learn?”
“I will not decline. Please teach me.”
“Then you must promise one thing.”
Vinchen nodded.
“I can’t say for sure that I will become a person who fits Raven’s dream. I don’t even think I have the qualifications to become someone’s dream in the first place.”
But one thing was certain.
“I will definitely promise you that I will be stronger than Kagon and even surpass Samion.”
“That’s enough.”
* * *
Before leaving for Mailtium.
It was given about 3 days.
Vinchen heard from Serkun about the mana flow of ‘reverse use’.
“It will be difficult to understand from the beginning, but for now, I hope you just focus on memorizing it.”
Serkun said so, but the reality was different.
Vincen said as if he understood everything.
“If you divide the energy into those two conflicting branches and make them stay near the pit of the stomach, heat will rise in the throat.”
“How do you know? Have you ever done this before?”
“…”
Vinchen was at a loss for words to answer.
‘I guess it’s because I tried it.’
This was not learned.
After going through a lot of trial and error, I realized it myself.
I don’t know the exact reason, but it was just such a concept that I knew.
Serkun was able to know through Vinchen’s reaction.
‘It came naturally!’
Serkun’s heart started beating.
His understanding of mana was beyond his imagination.
“It’s not particularly outstanding. As you know, I don’t have images. I just found out after trying many things.”
“You don’t have to be humble. This is the realm of intuition.”
Serkun had taught Raven this ‘reverse role’ several times.
But Raven didn’t understand at all.
The same was true of Ponciano, the head of the Vatican family.
The depth and power of martial arts were completely different issues.
It was the same logic as being good at swordsmanship and not being good at magic.
Because the area is so different.
“Princess Vincenza has an innate intuition. Either he or I have had too many experiences to count.”
Originally, I was going to do a one-sided lecture, but I changed my mind.
Contrary to Serkun’s initial purpose, he kept asking questions rather than being stronger.
“What should I do if a hot energy rushes to my neck?”
“It should last a long time.”
“Why? Shouldn’t it be right to bring out the cold temperament mana and neutralize it when the hot energy rushes?”
Vinchen put a hand on his neck.
It was invisible to the naked eye, but there were two strands of a large magic circuit inside it.
“This is because the magic circuit located here is very friendly to heat. It has the property of adapting to holding heat for longer than its limit.”
“I don’t think all of the magic circuits will burn out before then?”
Vinchen nodded.
I knew it all too well because I had experienced it firsthand.
‘okay. It did. I’ve been down for two months.’
One-armed Daven days.
I didn’t know anything at the time and tried everything.
It wasn’t just that, it was the unmanned people at the time.
So there were a lot of people who died young.
Fortunately, Daven did not die prematurely and found his own way.
“That’s why you should keep the concentration of mana light.”
“Would that be possible?”
Serkun’s heart started beating fast again.
The more I listened to Vinchen’s answer, the more it was beyond my imagination.
“It seems possible. It won’t be difficult if you use the mana extracted from the line-shaped image.”
The most advantageous imagery was the simplest form, ‘line’.
While Serkun was silent in surprise, Vinchen continued.
“I’ll use that heat and send it to the brain.”
“That’s right. It is also a power that most drones cannot master because it requires very fine control.”
It is difficult to exert great force on images in the form of ‘lines’.
On the contrary, there is even a saying that small images in the form of ‘dots’ produce stronger destructive power.
However, in a work that requires such detailed control, imagery in the form of a ‘line’ is advantageous.
Vinchen realized one thing.
‘If one line is weak, I can make two lines.’
If two are weak, you can make three lines and overlap them.
Create a single image by making thick and thick lines.
It would be impossible for modern unmanned people, but it was possible for Vinchen.
“If you feel like this, you can overlap 7 lines and combine them into one image.”
He organized his thoughts into words and brought them out of his mouth.
Then, Vincen realized a new fact.
“Then, Deacon Serkun’s image is not a general standard.”
Finally, Serkun’s face hardened.
