Seventh Reincarnation
Sacred Sword

A few minutes earlier.

Areishia watched as Ars was gradually unseen.

"Haaa... What's wrong with me, why am I mad at Ars' brother for no reason?"

Sighing, he touched his chest.

For unknown reasons, hearing Julia wanted to make Ars her husband, Areishia was unhappy.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

After drying all the clothes, Areishia went into the house and wanted to bake some bread for lunch later.

"The wood is over."

Taking a bamboo basket, he left the house and looked for firewood in the mountains.

Areishia climbed the mountain very carefully so as not to encounter bears, wolves, and other wild animals. Especially the Rebel Spirit occasionally appeared.

"May there be no Rebel Spirit... If only Ars' brother were here..."

Gathering usable wood, Areishia suddenly realized it had been a long time since she had climbed the mountain alone. Since Ars' arrival, he has always been accompanied by him and the days have always been pleasant.

Once they both meet the Rebel Spirit in the forest, when he thinks he is going to die, he is shocked to see Ars defeating the Rebel Spirit with his bare hands.

Even Elementalists would have difficulty confronting the Rebel Spirit, but Ars could defeat him easily. Areishia's worldview collapsed from then on, and her curiosity towards her increased.

"It's enough."

The bamboo basket on her back had been filled almost to the brim, Areishia decided to go home.

On his way down the mountain, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a dilapidated building.

"This is the first time I've seen a building here. Maybe someone has lived on this mountain? But this mountain is dangerous for ordinary people."

Areishia was about to step up, suddenly a wolf howl sounded.

"Awoooo...."

"Awoooo...."

"Awoooo...."

As an experienced person, Areishia knew there was not only one wolf, but a group.

"I need to find a place to hide."

He did not panic, looking at the surrounding environment, there were no bushes or trees that were easily climbed by a girl like him. In the end, Areishia decided to hide in the dilapidated building she had accidentally found.

Above the door of the building was a name plaque inscribed with the Ancestral Hall. But Areishia could not read, so she ignored him. And the main focus is to hide from wolves.

Opening the door of the Ancestral Hall, dust hit his face which caused him to cough.

"Cough Cough... How long has this place not been cleaned."

Closing her mouth, Areishia closed the door and tried not to make any noise. Peering through the hole in the door, he saw a group of wolves running past where he was standing.

If he was late in hiding, he would probably eat a bunch of hungry wolves.

(I should have waited for Ars' brother to come back. If it was him, there was no need to fear this bunch of wolves.)

Unwittingly, Areishia begins to rely on Ars.

"Huu... Thank goodness they didn't realize me."

Seeing the wolves leave, Areishia heaved a sigh of relief.

He did not rush to leave, worried that there might be wolves left behind.

(Better safe than sorry!) Areishia recalls Ars' advice.

While waiting, he looked around the room.

The sunlight entered through the gap of the leaking roof so that Areishia could see clearly.

"Eh, is there a sword? Did the owner of this place forget to take him?"

While observing, Areishia found the only valuable item in the room, a sword.

The unsheathed sword stood with a hilt on top of the huge rock. It was undoubtedly an antique that was most likely hundreds of years old but had no rust on its length or a dent on its edge. Fine ancient runes were etched on the flat part of its blade, emitting a dim blue light.

"It's so beautiful... This sword is even better than the village chief's sword."

"Oh, right. Ars' brother always fought empty-handed. Since this sword has been abandoned, it shouldn't matter if I take it, right?"

He wanted to give the sword in front of him to Ars as a form of apology for his toothbrush this morning.

The true fact, Areishia did not know under it was the Sacred Sword that no one could pull out for centuries.

"Um, Ars' brother looks handsome with this sword."

Imagining Ars fighting using this sword against the Rebel Spirit, Areishia was more and more determined to give it to him.

Areishia reached out to raise the sword, completely unaware that a powerful Spirit was sealed within it.

At that moment, the Sword Spirit emerged from the blinding light.

That Sword Spirit took the form of a silver-haired little girl.

"Who are you?"

The Sword Spirit's answer to Areishia's question was: "I am your sword, Madam. I will give myself completely and completely to my Spirit Contractor... You."

"Can I refuse? I know people better to be your Spirit Contractor, how?"

Areishia did not agree. After all, his initial intention was to give the sword to Ars.

"Mistress' request was denied, I am not an ordinary Spirit, but a Spirit weapon made to be used in war during the Archaeozoic Era. Madam has been elected, there is no one who can replace you."

The Sword Spirit expressionlessly replied. It was a cold and mechanical sound.

"Compared to me, Ars' brother is more suited. I'm just an ordinary shepherd."

Areishia had lived her entire life as an ordinary shepherd, she was unable to understand such profound philosophical matters.

"What's your name?"

"My real name can't be spoken in your language. However, in tongues, the Madam may call me Terminus Est."

"This name sounds a bit long... How about I just call you Est?"

"My name is not Est, but Terminus Est."

"I'd rather not, it's hard enough to say. It's decided, your name is Est."

Areishia suddenly smiled, and reached out to stroke Est's head.

"Mrs, please don't do that."

Est protested with a blank expression.

"Why not? Est very cute~. As for the Spirit Contractor, let's postpone this discussion. Once you meet Ars' brother, you'll definitely change your mind."

"I am yours, Madam."

"Hehehe, we'll see."

Areishia stopped persuading Ice. Facts speak louder than words. He believes that once Est sees Ars, he will change his mind.

"Let's go home, the wolf pack is gone."

"Mrs can use me to eradicate the wolves that come."

"No, no, no, I don't know any sword techniques. Besides, wolves are terrifying."

"Regarding that, Madam need not worry. I can transfer the fighting techniques of the warriors of the Archaeozoic Era, and make you the strongest person in no time."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in fighting."

Areishia rejected Est's suggestion. Then the Sacred Sword transformed into a stream of light and entered his palm. Now the emblem of the two crossed swords had been engraved on it.

It was the proof of the Spirit Contract, the Spirit Seal.

"Very magical..."

Areishia was amazed at that scene. Then he rushed down the mountain and returned to the village.

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