Mushoku Tensei: Reincarnated as the weakest Sword God

"uuuf....uuuf..." I was out of breath as I was kneeling on the floor, blood running down my left arm with a huge wound on it.

Next to me was the corpse of a guy named Nascar who attacked me without any explanation and also... he is the first person I have killed in this world...

Shit...I don't have enough mana for a high level healing spell...

I started looking into the Nascar corpse to see if there was anything useful.

Luckily for me, the guy had a series of magic circles.

"Yes!...just what I need!..." I murmured happily.

I had found an intermediate level healing magic circle and an equally intermediate level Detoxification magic circle.

I used both just in case and the wound on my arm and the bruises healed although there were scars left.

I'll have to cover my arm in that case...

I'm not good at making excuses...

"Uug...now what do I do with all this?.." I muttered as I looked at Nascar and Balka's corpses.

I continued to examine Nascar's corpse and in addition to the magic circles I found daggers, poison with antidotes and a letter...

I took the letter and put it in my jacket along with the daggers...

On second thought I must report this...

But also...I need to find these kids' bodies anyway.

I took the Nascar swords and started walking into the cave.

I spent about ten minutes searching until I found the corpse of a little girl.

At least 10 years old...she had a huge cut on her abdomen and was leaning against the wall...

I guess this is where Balka was ambushed, huh?....

There was a considerable amount of magical objects around, some broken, some scattered and others in boxes.

Check the girl's adventurer card to find out her identity.

Name: Katrina

Age: 9 years

Occupation: Beginner level water mage

Rank: E

It was all... shit...The poor girl was perhaps adventurous in order to live... and now she's dead... what a shame...

I walked for another three minutes and found the corpse of a boy of about 11 years old, the poor thing was decapitated but nothing more.

It took me about thirty minutes to gather all the bodies at the entrance.

With a stone bullet I broke the stone wall that Nascar created, although with that I was almost out of mana.

I left the cave and went to the adventurers' guild to report the news. Some adventurers were sent to confirm the situation and they let me go.

It was around 11am so I didn't have much to do.

My first job as an adventurer almost resulted in my death and my almost non-existent experience with the sword was of no use...

Nina on the other hand must be at the dojo right now and she will still be out for a while so I'm bored, plus I don't feel like going home.

...

I walked through the forest until I reached my favorite cliff, there I decided to train

What went wrong there? My inexperience? My fear? Was it a sudden attack?..

I've been training with sword and magic for years...I thought I was better with the sword but I won the fight using magic...

But it was a stroke of luck, the guy was extremely confident and I was almost out of mana, if that guy didn't destroy the stone bullet...if he just dodged it...

No... thinking about that only makes me feel bad, like with Hitogami or with Nina...

So I decided to go training in the forest to kill time and relax my mind.

Sword swings have become a common thing for me, it's no longer a workout but a way to relax, plus my swing limit is now about 200, So I've noticed a lot of progress in that area.

After a few moments, fatigue invaded me, sweat ran down my forehead, and my grip on my sword weakened, after all almost all of my mana had been spent in my fight with Nascar.

But then I felt it...the feeling...my grip on the sword became firm, my vision cleared, my breathing regulated and my energy increased.

This is my Touki, I closed my eyes concentrating on the feeling.

For months now my Touki has been activated unconsciously but... I simply cannot control it, which frustrates me too much.

"Ok Gino...feel the sensation..." I muttered to myself

It's like mana or a variation of it...

I breathed in and out deeply as I focused on manipulating my touki.

I tried to manipulate him into my arms, I tried to manipulate him into my legs, I tried to manipulate him into my sword...

Nothing worked...

It was just frustrating!!

I stopped swinging as I caught my breath and looked around.

A snowy cliff with pine trees and some rocks, to the north you can see the sea in which you cannot swim...it was a good view if you will remove my mental disaster...

Sure...he's still ignoring the fact that you killed a person, right?...I don't feel bad for the guy, he deserved that and more...but it's more complicated than that...

I understand Mark Grayson and other people with dilemmas when it comes to killing.

It's not like I enjoyed it or anything but...the feeling of taking a life...is not so easily forgotten...

But it was good in a way... as long as I still felt bad about killing then I'll know I'm not bad...

Have you ever felt sorry when You killed an ant?

I don't want to be overcome by such desensitization...

But what does it matter... now that I have caught my breath I started swinging again.

I had no plans to stop, not until I was the strongest swordsman in the world, I wouldn't stop...I won't..

After half an hour, fatigue returned to me and I dropped my sword to the ground from exhaustion...

...

"Whew...what a day..." I muttered as I sat on the floor from exhaustion.

It was around three in the afternoon, Nina must have already left her training but I'm not in the mood to see her right now...

In fact...I'm not in the mood to see anyone right now...

I was planning to continue training the rest of the day but apparently your mana doesn't regenerate until you sleep and I was already significantly tired.

"What can I do now?..." I muttered as I looked around.

I scratched my belly at the uncomfortable feeling of my wet shirt and then I remembered it.

"The Nascar letter..." I muttered as I pulled the paper envelope out of my jacket.

I was planning to read it when I was already home in the privacy of the night but curiosity is killing me.

I got up heavily from the ground and walked to sit under a tree, took the envelope, opened it and looked at the contents.

[You realized that, right? You thought I would let you keep the main dojo without a fight, huh? You're such an idiot, Gull, You know that I am the legitimate God of the Sword, you know that and yet you took away my title so many years ago, my title, my prestige and my wife...what more do you want from me moron, I know you've discarded my previous letter but I want you to know that you're no longer safe in your dojo, when you least expect it I'll attack you while you're sleeping and feast on that daughter of yours!

NASCAR]

"..." At that moment all uncomfortable feeling of killing vanished, I now regretted not giving that bastard a more painful death.

Seriously... messing with my future father-in-law is one thing, it will be years before I even put up a fight...

But my future wife!!, that is unforgivable!!

It's a good thing I killed that bastard!

That disgusting man deserves nothing but death!!

"Wow... these are some things in life..." I muttered as I got up from the ground.

I shook the snow off my body and walked over to grab my real sword and my wooden sword.

(crack..Streak!, thump!!)

"!!!" I looked towards the forest as a sound of branches breaking sounded

I drew my sword just in case and...

"Oh shit...." I muttered as I watched the creature emerge from the woods.

A mountain black bear...a C-rank beast...

The bear just noticed me and lunged at me.

Shit if I use magic I'll be unconscious!!

I tried to get out of the bear's path, I could barely do it by centimeters but with a simple headbutt from the bear, I fell on my ass on the ground

I quickly unsheathed my sword but the bear was faster, I dodged one of its claws and attacked it but the bear was simply too fast!!.

I was barely able to make a small wound on his left paw and the bear charged me.

I fell on my back and felt a pair of claws rip into my back.

"yeaaag!!!" A cry of pain came from deep within my throat, the wound left by the bear was enough for him to grab me by the back with his mouth and start shaking me on the ground.

"aaagh!!...nooo!! Aaagh!!" I screamed in pain

The bear kept scratching my back and I felt like I was touching a bone because of the intense pain.

In a desperate move I played dead...

The pain was so much that I could barely stand still and I was so tired that I couldn't scream.

The bear started sniffing me all over while I stayed as still as I could.

I felt one of its paws on my back which almost made me scream in pain, the bear stood on top of me...

I felt the bear's murderous intentions fade away and he was now sniffing me.

The fucking bear put his paw on my head while smelling my face, the pain was so much that I bit my tongue to keep from screaming

Blood started coming out of my nose and ears but eventually the bear left me alone...

And there I stayed...

But no...the damn bear started pulling my foot

The fucker wants to eat me!!

In a distraction I tried to get up with all the strength I had left.

Blood was running from my sword and a huge red stain was imprinted in the snow.

I used my own sword to get up and got into an attack stance.

My sword broke under my weight so I quickly switched to the Nascar one

The bear noticed that I was still alive and lunged at me...

I closed my eyes...It was this or I would die...

I focused on my Touki!!, please go to my sword!!!

Even when I felt my consciousness fading away I still held on to my place with sheer force of will.

My right foot planted firmly in the snow...I stepped forward...and with a huge leap I lunged at the bear...

I did basic position number three...but I didn't stop there...the whistling of my sword disappeared when the blade sliced the bear's neck

That was my first long sword of silence

And that day I became an advanced swordman