Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline

Chapter 175 175 The youngest swordmaster

[Lucy's POV: ]

"Wait?! How is that possible?!"

"A swordmaster?! Is that for real?!"

"I… did see him doing that thing at the end where he controlled the sword to deal the last blow but, wasn't that just a simple skill?"

"I thought it was telekinesis or something similar but this…?"

"A swordmaster is an existence that could control the sword, the weapon with their mere will. They are an existence that could synchronize with their weapon and enter a state of complete oneness where their abilities increase several folds and the true power of their weapon, and will is revealed to the world…"

"Wait! Isn't becoming a swordmaster impossible for someone so young as us?! Even the youngest known swordmaster is more than forty years old!"

"Are you really the new youngest swordmaster?! Impossible!"

"I do not believe it! It's a lie!"

"Student Lucifer. Is what she says the truth?"

Everyone was so loud my ears wanted to shut down on their own.

There was so much confusion, loud and angry noises, questions, and doubts in all the people present here that I couldn't help but look at this damn sister of mine with a sad look.

'She knows I don't like dealing with stuff like this… but I had signed up for cleaning after her messes a long time ago. It was bound to happen anyway…'

Haaaaa.

[[ One requests master not to look so gloomy when so many people are present. One suggests instead of showing this sadness, confirming what they want to know would be a better idea. Regardless of whether they believe it or not even after seeing it would entirely depend on them. ]]

[[ "I have no choice but to do that anyway, right Anna?" ]]

[[ If the situation was a little different, one might have suggested just ignoring them. However, according to how things have been played out, it would not only be more advantageous to show them that you most certainly are on a level that they could not fathom, but it would also serve as a warning and reminder to all the students and the teachers of this institution, that you are indeed one of the few people in this world who legitimately possesses the title of a . ]]

[[ "I love you, Anna." ]]

She's so supportive and helpful, haaaa… I'm so glad I have her as my partner.

[[ Haha. One cherishes the master dearly as well. ]]

She was happy.

She truly meant what she said, I could feel it through this special bond we have.

She's amazing. And smart.

And yes… what she suggested is certainly the best way to resolve many future conflicts that might occur because of our lowly origin.

-Oooooooooooooooong!

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A title given to someone who has mastered a certain weapon, in this case, the sword, to an extent where they are able to become one with their weapon and exert not only the hidden power of this weapon from the 'source' but also the restricted hidden powers their mental and physical bodies possess as well.

They can control the weapon they have mastered with their will alone and can do things with them that the usual 'telekinesis' could never be capable of.

It is a stage where three things are achieved by the one entering into the realm of a master.

'The first is a complete oneness with the weapon usually referred to as (Synchronisation). The second one, though a little abstract, could be understood as the ability to (Circulate) the power of the 'source' and use it through the sword as the medium, and, the third, and most important thing that indicates someone has become the master of any kind of field, is this.'

"Wow…"

"I-it is true…!"

"That! That's materialization! It's true!"

"Wooooooooow! He's really a swordmaster! Damn!!!"

"Oh lord! Forgive my rudeness but fucking lord! What the fuck!"

"When someone masters a weapon or achieves the mastery of any of the fields, they are able to materialize their unique energy and gain a special characteristic that is unique only to them.

The materialized power possesses the will of its own, and, could exist independently from the master as long as it has the amount of allocated energy…

The emperor's Aura beast is a lion with a golden mane, the sword saint has eagles with silver wings, and the holy knight captain of the Theocracy has small angels that they call (Angels of protection).

And now… this."

"We have a new swordmaster!"

"The youngest swordmaster!"

When one becomes a master, they gain the power to materialize their life energy, be it the Mana of magicians, Aura in the case of knights, or spirit powers or Force in the case of species like Orcs and dwarves.

All energy is ultimately a product of Mana strings so whatever we call it or whatever unique characteristics it possesses, the life energy of any master gains the power to materialize itself in a unique form that comes to life from their subconscious, a unique 'being' that possesses a will of their own, much like the Egos.

"These are cute, Lucy."

"Aren't they?"

Every master has a unique 'thing' that their energies take shapes into, and mine, are and always have been butterflies.

[[ Master… one apologises- ]]

[[ "You don't have to, darling. You have just come into our lives so you could have never done anything to change what we have gone through. Our lives have been that way, filled with atrocities, and you weren't present then. So, I forbid you from apologizing about things like this." ]]

Every one of these forms that one's energy takes the form of expresses many things, and, one understanding the true nature of this energy, Mana, life, death, the world, and the Worldline, is able to understand what things might have been the cause of it taking these specific forms.

'I knew Anna would understand it at a glance.'

My butterflies… these blood red butterflies made of my blazing aura that is cold in nature, look attractive, are more vivid than usual, are completely red in color, however, they possess a strange coldness to them which though might attract others physically, it would make anyone not want to be near them for too long.

It's contradictory and full of a unique construction to themselves however, it is what it is.

They represent the dark life we have lived, the masks we have worn, the things we have done, and the things that we, at least I, are capable of.

They look cute and attractive, but, they are deadlier than any lion or eagle could ever be.

And they have wings strong enough that they could fly on their own without the help of the wind currents, so, it makes them more free than any other kind of butterfly could ever be.

"Everyone." I used some Aura to strengthen my voice and, looked at everyone below me, right after glancing at the teachers who were talking among themselves.

My voice was loud enough to attract the attention of everyone present here so after I called them out, the entire room fell silent.

And… I looked down at everyone with a warm smile before sending the butterflies away from this place.

'They explode and create explosions great enough to destroy a room similar to one we were in a while back, so, having them here was dangerous in many ways…'

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