The Saint’s Weekend (3)

1.

Ponika Town, Mason Street.

As many shops gathered, the street was bustling with people.

“Saintess, this.”

Rael handed over a gray robe through the window.

It was a robe made of high-quality fabric with a glossy sheen, meticulously embroidered with gold thread.

I put on the robe and pulled the hood down low.

I got out of the carriage.

The sea breeze surged and blew.

A cool, salty scent brushed the tip of my nose.

“Wow…”

I marveled softly at the sight before my eyes.

A cliff overlooking the entire city.

A blue city stretched from the cliff to the sea.

Ships powered by Magical Engineering were crossing the horizon and entering the harbor.

The wide-open sea sparkled as if it were filled with jewels hidden beneath.

In my more than 70 years of life, this was the first time I had seen such a beautiful sight.

I had spent half my life on the battlefield.

The only thing that could be called beautiful on the battlefield was victory in battle and the red sunset falling on the blood-soaked ground.

It had been a long time since I had seen the blue sea.

Was this the first time since reincarnation?

Even before reincarnation, the last sea I saw was the Sea of Corpses of the Demon Realm.

A place where the dead floated in black water.

Is that why?

Like a country bumpkin who came to the island for the first time, my heart was excited.

“Rael! Let’s go down quickly!”

I pointed to the sea.

“Yes, let’s.”

We went down the slope to the city below.

On the way down, we looked around various shops.

There were many places selling teaching materials used at the Imperial Academy.

Either way, Frika Town was part of the Imperial Academy.

“Come on, hurry!”

Rael had a happy expression on his face, watching the young puppy running around.

I gestured to him, who was walking slowly behind me.

Will we be able to see everything today?

It would take more than a week to look around carefully, corner to corner.

Frika Town was that big and had so much to see.

“Please go slowly. You’ll fall.”

No sooner had he spoken than.

“Ah…!”

I, who had been walking down the street, dancing as if I was dancing, stumbled on a rock and my body tilted as if I was about to fall forward.

I won’t fall with this.

I regained my balance and stretched one leg forward to prevent myself from falling. And at that moment, Rael hugged my stomach. I was nestled in Rael’s arms.

“Huh?”

I tilted my head back and looked up at Rael.

“Why are you hugging me all of a sudden?”

As I blinked my eyes and looked up at him, Rael stammered.

“Ah, no, that’s not it… I’m sorry.”

He apologized and released his arms around my stomach.

Hehe, you rascal.

Even though he’s at an age when he’s full of energy.

You can’t just hug the Saintess.

“Don’t… ahem… don’t run on the downhill because it’s dangerous.”

That was a ridiculous voice just now.

Rael cleared his throat repeatedly, as if embarrassed.

I chuckled and replied.

“Yes.”

I, who had been running around like a child, slowly looked around the city.

“Is there any place you want to go?”

“A weapon shop.”

“Yes? Why would you go to a place like that…?”

That’s an unexpected reaction.

“One of the Hyung told me that there are a lot of strange things in the newly opened weapon shop. So I wanted to see with my own eyes how strange it was.”

This is an excuse.

I just want to look at swords.

“I see. I understand. Please wait a moment.”

Rael spoke to a passerby and found out information about the newly opened weapon shop.

“It’s called Madin Weapon Shop at 1 Mason Street.”

It’s not difficult information to obtain, but I like that he finds out what I need right away.

“Wait… Madin?”

That’s a familiar name.

It’s in my memory.

To be exact, in my memories of my previous life.

Madin D. Iron.

That’s the name of the blacksmith who used to repair my sword.

‘You little bugger! You broke it again?!’

‘That’s why you should make it strong when you make it.’

‘I made it strong! With the strongest metal!’

‘Hey, then it wouldn’t have broken.’

‘It’s because you use the sword carelessly that it broke, you furnace-damned bastard!’

Those are memories.

I wonder how he’s doing?

The fact that he started a business in a place like this means that he finally got out of that damn volcano. I suffered so much trying to climb the volcano to fix my weapons.

“What’s wrong?”

Rael spoke to me as I was lost in memories for a moment.

“No. Nothing.”

Should I go see his face?

He won’t recognize me anyway.

But I still want to see if he’s doing well.

“Please guide me.”

I followed Rael’s guidance and headed to Madin Weapon Shop.

2.

Madin Weapon Shop.

A shop run by the dwarf blacksmith, Madin D. Iron.

Madin had lived on Mount Volkan, at the western end of the continent, for over 100 years.

He was born there and intended to be buried there, but he came all the way to Ponika Town for one reason.

To find the right person.

A sword that he could be proud of as a masterpiece.

Extermia.

He came to the Imperial Academy, where outstanding swordsmen from each country gathered, to determine its owner.

It’s good to make weapons, but it’s meaningless as a blacksmith if you can’t find someone to use them.

It’s been over 20 years since he made Extermia.

He made the blade with Luminel Ore, called the fragment of the moon, and the handle with the parasitic plant Parasi Tree, which absorbs Magical power.

Just holding the sword sucks out Magical power.

So most swordsmen can’t use it.

They would faint before long if they used it on the battlefield.

This sword was originally made with a specific owner in mind.

His longtime friend.

Sword Saint, Adrean Van Reiker.

It was made as a gift for that friend.

However, Adrean passed away before it was completed.

In the end, he couldn’t give it to him.

The sword that lost its owner still hasn’t met a new owner.

“I wonder if there’s anyone who can use this guy…”

Madin clicked his tongue.

He had made most guys hold the sword.

The Imperial Knights Commanders.

Hero.

The current Sword Saint.

Everyone failed to control Extermia.

“There was a student who defeated a Demon alone this time, right?”

Of course, the attack at the entrance ceremony was also known in Ponika Town. Also, who did what.

“Hoth Lagtree…”

First time hearing that.

A hero who suddenly appeared like a comet.

He thought that Yohan, the Hero’s disciple, would be the one to do the work, but an unexpected person saved the Imperial Academy.

“To defeat two Demons alone at a young age…”

He’s unusual.

It seems worth meeting him once.

“Oh?”

A person caught Madin’s eye as he came down to the first floor shop after an early lunch.

He was a tall man with a moderately large physique.

He looked quite dignified.

He was wearing the Imperial Academy uniform, so he was an Imperial Academy student, but the sword he was wearing on his waist showed that he was a Holy Knight.

The cross pattern embedded in the scabbard.

The fact that there were three jewels embedded in it meant that he was a Holy Knight of a fairly high rank.

He might even belong to the Five Holy Knights.

But it’s a pity…

Holy Knights only use swords made in the Holy Nation.

Even if that man was the right person for Extermia, he would be rejected.

“Wow…!”

A girl’s exclamation reached Madin’s ears as he was about to leave the shop and go to the workshop.

Madin looked in that direction indifferently.

A girl wearing a hood was touching the weapons.

Lifting a dagger.

Stroking a spear shaft.

Reflecting her face on the smooth blade.

It looks amazing.

Various weapons may feel amazing to someone who hasn’t been exposed to weapons much.

“Are you that amazed?”

The Holy Knight asked the girl.

The girl held the sword at eye level, checked the horizontal level of the sword, and said.

“It’s not that I’m amazed… It’s because it’s a really well-made sword.”

Does she know how to look at swords?

Judging from the fact that she’s checking the horizontal level, it seems like she knows a thing or two.

“Do you know how to look at swords?”

“No.”

Madin, who had been listening for a while, lost interest and walked back to the workshop.

“I don’t know much… but what should I say…”

The girl stroked the end of the blade with her finger.

“I can feel the soul of the sword.”

Suddenly.

Madin’s body froze.

He was reminded of the first time he met that friend.

‘That’s a well-made sword.’

‘Do you know how to look at swords, kid?’

‘No. But what should I say…’

Adrean stroked the blade of the sword Madin made with his fingertip.

‘I can feel the soul of the sword.’

What did I say to that guy back then?

I definitely said this.

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

The girl who was stroking the sword turned her head and looked at Madin.

The girl’s face was not visible because she was wearing a hood.

“A sword is just a tool. There’s no way it has a soul.”

“There is.”

That’s how the conversation continued back then.

And the guy definitely said this.

‘Can’t you hear the sword’s voice?’

“Can’t you hear the sword’s voice?”

The voices of the man and woman overlapped and echoed in Madin’s ears.

“…Adrean?”

It was the name of a friend he hadn’t called in a long time.