Swordmaster of the Red Light District chapter 1

prologue

Reincarnated in a fantasy world.

As time passed and I was nine years old, I was diligently cleaning out pieces of Wildhog’s intestines by the river.

The intestines of the wild hog, a monster resembling a wild boar, have excellent elasticity and were used as a contraceptive in this world.

When I pulled the piece of intestine, a soft, thin liquid leaked out of my hand.

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Naturally, the mouth hung.

“Ha. I’ll go back.”

I am in a fantasy world.

Reincarnated as the son of a prostit*te.

I’m not

Episode 1

Occasionally, if you mistake the direction of the hole, this kind of misfortune occurs.

Gently rubbing his fingers, the sticky liquid adhered to his hands.

It really feels like a c*ck, so your shoulders soar and your face races. I wanted to hit him right away, but he clenched his teeth and continued washing.

After some time passed, pieces of Wild Hog’s intestines were laid out on a drying rack on the side of the river, and the corners of his mouth stopped.

Sit on a flat rock and look at the flowing stream.

“The view is nice.”

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Many of the leaves of this world are translucent.

When viewed individually, it is not much different from that of the Earth, but it is a different story if it is a space with trees here.

Hundreds of leaves act like a single prism, splitting the sunlight.

The scenery where the sunlight divided into the iridescent mixes here and there and sinks to the ground was more colorful and elegant than on Earth.

It’s the exact opposite of my gloomy face.

“Why did you do this?”

past life. That is, before being reincarnated into this body.

In my previous life, perhaps because of my bad eyes, I got motion sickness while reading small letters.

Therefore, everyone inevitably insisted on a desktop computer with a large monitor when looking at smartphones and enjoying cultural life.

As a result, naturally, I shared the IDs of several platforms with one of my friends.

That bastard is a smartphone, I am a computer. In most cases, smartphones and computers can be used simultaneously with duplicate logins, so you can enjoy paid content at half price without any inconvenience.

Of course, this is inappropriate.

However, this level of expediency is… not everyone lives using it.

Anyway, that kid really liked to read novels, and he was also an otaku with a hipster temperament.

‘I am the reader Kim of this novel!!’

The f*cking b*tch is real.

‘Dokja Kim’ is the name of the main character of ‘Omniscient Viewpoint’, a super mega hit in the genre fiction world.

In a worldview in which a specific novel has become a reality, he is the only character who has read a specific novel to the end.

This damn child said that he also wanted to become Kim Dok-ja and started cheating.

The number of readers fell to one place when it crossed the 70th episode, and from the 150th episode, the novel, ‘The Fall of the Empire’, was read by the bastard alone.

The bastard followed the novel that looked like crap from the name for more than 1,000 episodes. I didn’t watch it because it was fun, but I invested time and money to maintain care.

If the novel has over 1000 episodes, it’s almost like he’s been playing the role of Dokja Kim for nearly three years.

I’ve been cheating for a long time, so the punishment of possessing a novel should be sweet.

The problem is that it wasn’t the bastard who paid for it, but me instead.

“Have you been f*cked?”

Since my last memory on Earth is very blurry, it is not clear whether I ‘possessed’ the novel character or ‘reincarnated’ to this worldview.

In any case, I was born as an infant in a relatively wealthy family in a fantasy world with earthly memories.

was ‘born’.

“f*ck.”

what to do No profanity comes out of your mouth.

People who hear it will say it’s vulgar, but if you were in the same situation as me, anyone would react similarly.

Taking a deep breath, he collected pocket money and grabbed the rusty sword he bought from the market floor.

It didn’t fit my height and the pommel was old and rattling, but it was the best sword I could get.

As he rotated the sword, his center of gravity was disturbed, and he bent down in a ridiculous position.

“I also have no talent.”

He shook his head with a sad face.

*

His previous name was Han Shi-hyeon. My current name is Ray.

Rey remembered an encounter with a transcendent being just before reincarnation.

Transcendental beings did not open their mouths like a genre novel cliché at the time.

I was only conscious of Rey, and with that momentary encounter, I forcibly shoved my will into Rey’s head.

The problem was that interaction was impossible due to the difference in price.

Lay shouted to himself, ‘Dokja Kim is that bastard, not me!’

Ray regretted the fact that he had signed up for a web novel platform membership in his own name, but it was too late.

When he woke up again, he had become an infant with memories of his previous life.

The reason why a transcendent being intervened in reincarnation to preserve Rey’s memory was truly typical.

salvation of the world.

“Yeah, this world is f*cked up, you asshole.”

Whatever it is, you need to know something to move or not move.

Ray was not Dokja Kim. I knew just so much about this world.

This is the end of the fragmented knowledge that Kim Dok-ja’s confidant friend talked about next to him. It was really good information to have or not to have.

It was a difficult situation to save the world from destruction, even if it was hard to even save myself.

Let’s live roughly and die roughly.

Even though Rei had made up her mind, she was standing near the river with her rusty sword.

There were various reasons, but since he was a sincere Han Si-hyeon-Lei-, he couldn’t live roughly as he had initially determined.

‘The things that the idiot who made me like this gave me reincarnation privileges…’

There is no such thing as a status window.

Instead, the transcendental being implanted four ‘skills’ or ‘powers’ in Rey’s head.

Unknown swordsmanship.

Unknown mana refining method.

A power close to the power of ‘detoxification’.

And one way to commit suicide.

One of the basic uses of deciphering is automatic interpretation. However, Ray was aware that the field of application was not just simple interpretation.

Thanks to the decoding, Ray was able to understand a language completely different from Korean as soon as she was reincarnated.

However, there was only one useful detoxification method, and the swordsmanship and mana refining methods were Gyereuk.

“If I omit the mana technique, what are you telling me to do?”

Mana is accumulated by the mana technique, and mana is refined by the mana refining method suitable for swordsmanship, and it is expressed through swordsmanship.

Among them, the first staff was twisted, so I couldn’t develop my skills.

The swordsmanship given by the transcendental existence was also a strong martial art, but it was a problem because it was too strong.

This swordsmanship based on two swords was closer to evasion or escape than swordsmanship, with most of its movements focused on footwork and rolling.

The whole action is to run away and then cut a knife into the air.

Rey barely noticed the intent of this swordsmanship.

This was a swordsmanship for a skilled swordsman who ignorantly accumulated mana.

Swordsmanship performed in the air must mean rooting the sword. If you unilaterally dodge the enemy’s attacks and spray swords like rain showers, then you could say that it was an invincible swordsmanship.

The problem is that the prerequisites don’t make sense.

Moreover, no matter how much they fly and crawl, if they are of similar level to each other, they will inevitably allow access.

Therefore, this swordsmanship was close to the massacre of civilians, which assumed a one-to-many rather than one-on-one.

“Ugh… If you want to pretend to be a savior, you have to figure out why that idiot reincarnated me here…”

The reason why the Transcendent dared to reincarnate Ray, who he mistook for Kim Dok-ja, in this neighborhood.

Knowing that was the only way to set a course of action.

“If by any chance I’m a hero…”

The hypothesis that he was reincarnated as a hero, the essence of human power, is-

“It’s absurd.”

discarded immediately.

He had no talent for being a warrior.

In terms of physical ability itself, ‘Ray”s body was much better than ‘Han Si-hyeon”s body, but from the perspective of the criminal.

Motion visual acuity, muscle strength, reflexes, etc.

He seemed to be at the level of talent, but he didn’t have the talent to look at superhumans.

If he was truly gifted with the talent of a warrior to play the role of a one-man corps, he had to absorb mana without any techniques, and he should have been able to grasp the magic of swordsmanship given to him by the Transcendental several years ago.

“Did you reincarnate to discover talent?”

It was a convincing hypothesis.

This explains why he was reincarnated into the body of a character with a poor family history and poor environment.

If Kim Dok-ja, the reincarnated person knew, would have taken action if he had known that the key talent to save mankind was rotting and failing to develop his talents on this rural floor.

“Or to kill the future villain?”

Contrary to the second hypothesis, the role is essentially similar.

If there were any seeds that would grow into great evils on this rural floor, they had to be removed from the position of being asked to be saved.

Those who knew the future would have been able to play the role of excavator and assassin in a complex way.

“But I’m not Dokja Kim?”

Efficient head hunting was impossible.

“Child Sitpal, really.”

Although he complained, it was physical training and he continued to swing his sword.

The creaking of rusty swordsmen and the rushing of streams create a cacophony.

Rey, who had filled five hundred horizontal and vertical slashes each, changed his posture.

Following the swordsmanship engraved on his head, he steps on the staff and rolls his body above the ground.

After rolling around for a while, he sharply shot the sword that was locked in his arms forward.

Whoops!

A small wind flowed from the sword.

In a landscape mixed with iridescent sunlight, invisible hazy halos formed along the rusted blades.

“After I started to walk, I invested almost 8 years, so that the sword shines only once.”

The past high school students pass by like a panorama.

The first sword he met in his life could cause cheers to erupt, but Rey grabbed his forehead and staggered.

My head was spinning because of the lack of mana. It was all because I did not know how to practice mana.

He managed to maintain his posture and swung his sword in the air, but instead of firing the sword, it evaporated in place.

“After all, I’m not very talented with swords.”

Even so, the threat level of a strong adult male with a knife has reached the minimum level of force that can be countered.

In the meantime, I’ve lost my body, but now I feel like I can slowly expand my field of activity.

“Headhunting is impossible, so we should hopefully get caught while collecting supplies.”

What Rey has been doing since reincarnation.

“Are there any extraordinary orphans in the city next door?”

It was a collection of orphans that looked useful.

If it seemed even a little usable, he brought them all in and looked to see if he had any qualifications as a hero.

Of course, Ray was nine years old, so he couldn’t afford to raise a young orphan who couldn’t even make a living.

However, it is not possible to leave it on the road again, so it was always someone else’s responsibility to take care of it.

“Jimmy’s going to be pissed, but what can I do?”

Giggling and washing himself, Ray recovered a piece of Wildhog’s intestines and left for the river.

“Let’s go play the orphan gacha again today!”

It was a tough remark that would be terrifying if others heard it, but unfortunately, Ray did not recognize his own cruelty.

9th year of reincarnation. It was a hard life.

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Not long after Rey disappeared, a strong wind swept through the forest once.

The trees, wrapped in hard bark, stood firm as usual.

Hundreds of leaves were cut between them and scattered in the air.

A rainbow appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the forest.

The rainbow that drew a semicircle was cut off in the middle.

The culmination of imperial swordsmanship, said to have been fully practiced 600 years ago, the Harsia-ryu space sword.

The cracks in the space from which the sword pieces had burst out soon met and healed .