The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

sword?”

“Ah.”

Well, if everyone handled their hands and feet freely, there would be no distinction between the realms.

This was not a basic action in life but rather a more specific one.

Jin only talked about using the hands and feet, but if she had to ask, it was about how to use the entire body.

The difference between Sarah and Jin was evident.

It was the difference between a swordmaster and someone who wasn’t.

Jin was puzzled when Sarah looked blankly into space.

‘Is this a moment of enlightenment?’

He stuck his tongue out at Sarah’s talent.
She was more talented than her brother.

Sarah had a realization, and Jin was looking at her while sitting on a nearby rock.

“If we weren’t in such times, you would have had a great name.”

They were not empty words.

Her father and brother were both great swordsmen.
It took Jamie five years to be a swordmaster.

He had such an exceptional talent that Jin had to check several times to confirm it.

‘Because he is a magician.’

Even though he is called the Demon King now, Jamie Welton was a black magician who made the 12 Gods fear him in his past life.

And they thought it was absurd that he also had exceptional talent with the sword.

But his sister too.

‘Within a year.’

It was the amount of time left before she would become a swordmaster.

Jin thought it wouldn’t take any longer.

Sarah’s progress might be hampered for a while, but he couldn’t imagine her not becoming a swordmaster while she continued to figure out every single detail of swordsmanship.

She could become a swordsman who would go down in the world’s history.
But Sarah’s reaction was different.

“I don’t know.”

Sarah said, brushing the dirt off her sword.

“In the first place, I wouldn’t have mastered the sword like this.”

“Um.”

“Because I was a child who was treated like a flower.”

The youngest child was spoiled in the arms of her parents.
Without knowing anything about the world, she enjoyed her time in the garden with her mother.

An immature child who took her family for granted and enjoyed it.

Actually, it wasn’t so odd.

She was just nine years old until three years ago, and she was a kid who was just being taught the manners of a noble and basic education.

Unlike her brother.

If it hadn’t been for these times, she would have only used the sword for self-defense and nothing more.

“It could be so.”

Jin didn’t deny it.

Sarah was the second child in the Welton family.

“Even so, your fame will still shake the world.
Just because you want to hide it doesn’t mean people won’t notice it.
It would still find a way out into the world one day.”

“I am grateful you think that way.”

“I wasn’t complimenting you.
Anyway, what is your next mission?”

Sarah told Jin what she knew about the mission.

Jin frowned.

“It will not be easy.
What is that guy thinking giving that to you?”

“I will be fine.
And in order to become stronger, I need to cross the threshold of danger.
That way, I can become stronger quickly.”

“Sarah…”

“I have to become stronger as soon as possible.
There is no time for me to settle down.”

“If you run too fast, you will be exhausted.
I won’t tell you to take it easy, but take care of your body at least.”

“Thanks for the advice.”

Sarah bowed her head and walked in the direction of the house.

“Then let’s meet next time.
At that time, I will be stronger than now, so be prepared.”

“Huhu.
I hope so.”

Saying that, Sarah walked away.

Jin, who was left alone, looked at her until she vanished and moved his gaze back to the black tower.

“Jamie.
Please take care of that poor child.
Isn’t she your sister?”

Jamie.
He knew that his voice would never reach Diablo.

But Jin mumbled as if praying,

“May peace come to this world.”

On the day of the mission, Sarah made sure Sears was asleep and left the house.

It was early in the morning, and the sun wasn’t even up yet.

The coldness of winter made the tip of her nose hurt.

She pushed the snow, which had piled up at night, with her sword.

Sears wouldn’t come out, but the folks of this village did.

They were all people taking care of Sears, so it would be troublesome if the snow piled up.
She might not be able to repay the debt she owes them, but she could give them a safe place to work.

Sarah cleared the surrounding snow and moved to the meeting place.

After thirty minutes of running, she felt the presence of several people nearby.

And when she arrived, everyone turned to her.

“You came fast.”

The middle-aged man with a salt-and-pepper beard greeted her.
And the young men present bowed their heads to Sarah.

Sarah also greeted them.

“Please explain the mission.”

“You must have had a rough idea from Sir Onyx, right?”

Sarah nodded at Hirok’s question.

“I was told to assassinate Count Gamon.”

“It was at first.”

“And it changed?”

“Yes, the mission to assassinate will be done by someone else.
Your new mission is to bring someone.”

“Bring…?”

“Intelligence reported that there are traces of Shiva, the God of War, the old God, in the Rotomo Strait.
A search party led by the Rans is being formed, and you will move with them.”

“Not a solo mission?”

“Because there was someone who asked for you.”

Sarah’s expression distorted at the words she heard.