Reincarnated User Manual

250 – Uniform

“I learned a lot.”

The shape of a man visible as the storm clears.

Although he had lost to the girl he had treated as his daughter not long ago, Glenn’s voice was extremely calm.

Was it because it was just sparring? Because it was a prank without an attempt on life?

“As expected, it’s Kylie.”

“…Didn’t you remember to call me Lucia?”

no.

This is because the nature of the girl he was dealing with was so special that Glenn took defeat for granted. Lucia picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground and approached Glenn.

“Yes. I have memories of Kylie, but you said you would live as a girl named Lucia. Of course I remember.”

Glenn got up from the dirt floor and accepted the sword Lucia handed him.

“But it’s okay, isn’t it? I was feeling excited, but there was no one around. For now, I just want you to enjoy your victory.”

“…Winning against a sick person doesn’t make you happy at all, does it?”

Lucia sighed and kicked the stone.

A sparring that happened out of nowhere.

The beginning was that Glenn approached and proposed to Lucia, who was getting up around dawn and walking around the gymnasium.

The appearance of an outsider who knows his identity.

The grudge that kidnapped him when he was ignorant of the world.

Because Lucia harbored bad feelings for Glenn for various reasons, she tried to reject the unwelcome match request.

-Siron said, he asked if there was anything he wanted to do before he died.

Even if it wasn’t just the words I heard as I was about to turn around. would have vehemently refused.

-Is the head of the household dying?

-well. Isn’t the important thing what thoughts I had when I heard that sound?

-…

-I’ve been thinking about it all night, and one of them is sparring with you. Please don’t let me become a vengeful spirit and wander this world.

There was no sense of seriousness in talking about death. However, Lucia did not think that Glenn was lying.

Lucia was the one who felt death closer than anyone else, and she could smell death clearly in Glenn’s somewhat detached attitude.

‘It’s one of the wishes I have to fulfill before I die… If I refuse, I’ll just be a bad b*tch.’

In the end, Lucia granted Glenn’s request.

I thought he was an emotionless and hard person, but as expected, you can’t judge people based on appearances alone. As I gradually learned, Glenn had a sinister side just as much as anyone else.

‘You look as shy as an adolescent girl.’

“It is true that my military power is not as good as it used to be, but how can even my skills fade?”

Glenn laughed at Lucia’s distress and sheathed the sword.

“It was a sparring where only physical strength was used instead of using strong energy. If that’s the case, then it certainly means that Kylie’s swordsmanship is at a higher level than mine.”

“…Don’t you feel resentful?”

Lucia felt embarrassed by the outpouring of praise and changed the topic.

“Even though I was Kylie, I died before I was 25.”

“Is that so? It’s a fact that isn’t mentioned in the Great People Exhibition.”

“It’s a book and a shoe, whatever!”

When Lucia screamed, Glenn blinked.

Lucia’s face was rapidly turning red, perhaps because the word “Great Man Battle” came out.

“Please speak.”

“The head of the family is well past his 40s and looking towards his 50s. This means that the number of years I have held a sword, including all my past lives, will be less than that of the head of the family.”

“Well, do you want me to harbor an inferiority complex?”

“That’s not necessarily the case, let’s just say that the matriarch’s attitude is unusual.”

“I am aware that I have different sensibilities than others, but… I don’t know.”

Glenn stroked his chin for a moment and then burst into laughter.

“I definitely feel a little warm inside my chest, but I don’t know what that feeling is.”

“…What do you mean?”

“I’ve never lost in my life.”

“Are you bragging?”

“It means that I can’t tell whether the burning energy in my heart is a sense of inferiority or resentment, or whether I’m excited about the glory of having crossed swords with a warrior 500 years ago.”

Glenn raised his head as if recalling the distant past.

What comes to mind right now is Hugo’s defeat in Dalian as a child.

clenched fists,

reddened eyes.

The older brother’s intelligible reaction was so murky that even little Glenn could understand it.

The humiliation of losing to a younger brother.

The humiliation of losing even though I swung the sword for a long time and practiced twice as much.

How is Glenn now compared to Hugo?

Fists do not tremble, and teeth do not grind. The strange excitement did not leave his heart, but it remained pure, unmixed with other emotions.

‘Looking back, maybe it was an opportunity to understand how my brother felt.’

“Someone is coming.”

Glenn, who was ruminating on his emotions, raised his lowered head. From afar, Siron was approaching with an elf wizard.

“Stop being polite anymore.”

After speaking, Lucia shook off the dust from her body and lightly washed her face with magic. The corners of Glenn’s mouth rose slightly at the action of being concerned about his appearance.

“It’s okay. I’m not a heartless person to the point of revealing a girl’s secrets. And even to the point of dressing up in front of a man who cares…”

“I’m telling you not to be polite?”

Lucia blushed and kicked Glenn in the shin.

“What are you two doing? You’re covered in dirt.”

Siron came closer and spoke bluntly. Is it because we sparred a lot? The relationship between Glenn and Lucia seemed much closer than what I heard from Yuma.

“Are you really planning on meeting your uncle like that?”

“I heard that your eldest brother is currently on a mission in the southern plains. Aren’t you going to take the airship anyway? You can get rid of the dirt by using the simple bathroom on board.”

“I’m not going on an airship.”

“then?”

“This wizard will deliver it.”

Shiron pointed at Seira, who was preparing magic with wide-open eyes.

“I can’t tell if it’s a magic tool or a companion.”

The elf in a nun’s uniform mumbled and waved her wand. Glenn, who was looking at this, tilted his head and pointed at Seira.

“Who is that?”

“Just ignore it. Even if I tell you, you probably won’t remember it anyway.”

“What is that…”

“It’s too long to explain, so just take a quick shower. He’s an excellent wizard, so it doesn’t take much time to prepare.”

“…If it doesn’t take long, I won’t wash it and dry it. I just got new clothes, so they’re clean enough.”

Glenn shook off his dusty uniform and smiled brightly.

[…What did I just hear? Is that messy tail clean?]

Latera, a girl in her prime, was shocked by Glenn’s remarks.

‘I don’t know. Let’s just assume that’s the case.’

I think I understand why Hugo hates Glenn. Siron, who had lowered his evaluation of Glenn a little, stared at Seira, who was equally astonished.

“Did you hear? He wants me to send it to you right away.”

“Uh… I understand.”

After Seira moves away to a distance where she can see Siron and Glenn at a glance. The ceremony has come to an end. I knew in advance where the coordinates were going.

Altai steppe… Next to the bank of the Amur River.

Since Seira’s teleportation can only go to places she has been to, Siron ordered the place closest to the prairie among the places she remembered.

You may be dissatisfied with the fact that it doesn’t arrive right away, but if you travel by airship from Lien to the Prairies, it will take an extra week.

Even if you follow the river, it would take several days to reach the prairie, but Siron was confident that he would reach the prairie within a few hours.

Siron glared at Lucia and opened his mouth.

“Lucia.”

“Yes?”

“I’ll be there first, so you go wash up.”

“Oh, of course!”

“Father, please close your eyes. You might get upset.”

“…okay.”

Glenn silently followed Siron’s words.

I felt floating for a moment, and the warm spring air was replaced by the dryness of the meadow.

Glenn opened his eyes to feel the wind tickling his earlobes.

‘It’s great magic.’

Pure evaluation.

As far as Glenn knew, the magic that allowed him to travel a distance that would change the seasons and environment in an instant could only be used by those who were worthy of being an apostle.

The wizard brought by Siron must have reached a great level, so naturally…

‘Wizard?’

I was embarrassed as my mind became cloudy. Glenn’s consciousness no longer focused on Seira, but only on the young man in front of him.

“What is that?”

Glenn pointed to Chiron’s hand and asked. In his hand was a black shape that hadn’t been seen before, and Glenn could easily figure out what it was.

needle-like hair.

Two pairs of horns on its head.

carcass aardvark. Although it is a devil’s beast, it was a servant that a skilled swordsman could deal with skillfully.

“Isn’t it the monster you saw near the mountain range?”

“Yes, Viktor got a little angry and ended up like this.”

Shiron spewed holy flames and burned the beast’s corpse. Then he looked up and saw a plain pierced by a river.

Black dots spread across the ground. All of them were similar types of magical beasts to those caught by Siron.

‘The thinning seems to be working properly.’

“Let’s go.”

Siron ran along the river with Glenn. On the way, many demons attacked the two, but Siron did not kill them but kicked them away.

How many hours did it take to run like that? Siron could see a cluster of shiny silver instead of black dots.

Armor sparkling in the sunlight. It was unfortunate to see dozens of flags fluttering, but they were not Siriel’s flag.

He could have passed them by, but Siron dared to block their direction.

“Stop right there.”

“…Who are you to stop the knights of the empire?”

A man on a horse approached and asked.

“Hurry, get out of the way. There are injured soldiers here. We must return to the camp quickly.”

“Shiron. It looks like they are busy with their way to go. How about getting out of the way?”

Glenn tilted his head at the inexplicable confrontation. Siron chuckled and crossed his arms.

“Who are you, impersonating knights of the empire in droves?”

The man in front was clearly speaking Imperial, and his pronunciation was clearer than Glenn’s. But there was something he couldn’t pay attention to. It was the knightly uniform worn by Glenn.

“Tell me where you got it before I kill them all.”

Outsiders dressed in the guise of knights. There is no reason to save it. Siron pointed to the armor and spoke seriously.