The Swordsmaster who reincarnated as a Shota prince doesn't want his ex-disciple to find out his identity : Chapter 1
It was a terrifyingly strange feeling. I first noticed it long before I learned the language. Even before my vocal cords had developed, I was already immersed in my memories of the distant past. Even though I knows that I had no life to remember. I remembered. The sword of the fierce wind that blew across the battlefield. Beasts don't need armor. They have sharp fangs. Beasts don't need molds. All you have to do is shave the meat and cut the bones. There is no need to call the beast. They just roar across the battlefield. When I was young, all the knights ridiculed my "formless" swordsmanship, which did not belong to any school. It is not human. It is like a beast that crawls on the ground, swallows muddy water, and eats corpses. Yes, I'm a beast that speaks. I did not belong to the Knights and led a stray unit consisting of only a few people with whom I fought defensive battles for years. We were called mercenaries or hunters. Without me doing anyt...