Episode 113. Hell Training (2)
A place where a war of nerves unfolds between people is no different from a battlefield. It is safe to say that exchanging glances between people is the beginning of a fight.
It is the same in any fight. Be it a war, a sparring match, a sports competition, or a written exam, the sidelong glances at others are never absent.
It’s just that the weapon is more prominent than the eyes, so people are more interested in that. If you don’t have a clue, you wouldn’t have picked up a weapon in the first place.
If we were to choose a place where competition is based solely on eye contact, it would be the party hall.
It may seem like the most peaceful place, but considering that it is mostly a place where people who are known for their generosity gather, it is not always like that.
When such people gather in one place and exchange glances, it is as hot as a bombing.
The social gathering continues even after the party is over, and the nobles who have already been eliminated in advance are left without a trace in their world.
The Layer family was like that. They were humiliated in front of no one but the saint.
Because of this, it is safe to say that the nobles in the same space looked at him in a negative light and cut off their communication.
So they are losers. They have been mangled to the point where they can never enter such a meeting again. But miraculously, they are still alive.
“I have also been watching closely what happened at the chairman’s office.”
A man in uniform spoke on the train running through the cold wind.
Jason Bikel, a young man of fine looks who was given command of the Imperial First Legion.
The sword, decorated with a gold-rimmed robe and a pure white scabbard, stood out.
“Hmm… I didn’t know that Princess Suin would already be on Crowler’s side. If only I had known that fact…!”
“It wouldn’t have happened this way a long time ago.”
Ates and Anila, sitting across from each other, spoke in a dejected manner. Despite their shame, they showed no signs of repeating the incident.
“ZZZZ… Grumble…”
And then Marclay, who was sleeping next to Athes, started snoring.
It would be rude to sleep in front of the royal family, but Jason himself readily gave his permission. He must be somewhat shocked from the aftereffects of the training.
“Honestly, I’m very disappointed in you two. I’ve heard that you have some kind of obsession.”
“….”
“I thought the people who gave me this sword had a good eye for detail, but I didn’t realize they were that rash.”
Jason points to his sword with one hand. The Layerite family had already made a name for themselves when they first attended the Imperial Council.
In fact, the reason they were able to attend the imperial council was because of that sword.
The relics they found in the secret room they searched after taking over the main house. Among them is the ‘Palera’, the best holy sword that is estimated to have been bound for about 300 years.
The sword that was presented to the imperial family was passed on to Jason, the current vice-captain of the knights.
“Still, I can’t criticize the two people who made me the master of the Holy Sword too much. How about continuing to join hands with me in the future?”
The Layert couple opened their eyes wide at the sudden suggestion. Jason continued his explanation.
“I have another partner who holds my hand… but I feel strange about that one.”
Jason thinks of Saint Nevia. Even though she was a saint, she was only in her mid-teens, so she was easy to tease… but that was why she had many side effects.
Even when we talked before, I felt uncomfortable because she was acting so unusually.
“When times are tough, we help each other. We can give you whatever you want.”
Ates and Anila smiled slightly when they heard that.
* * * * *
At first glance, my academy life seemed to be going smoothly. I discovered hidden talents and even gained connections, received praise from professors, and made many acquaintances.
If it weren’t for this damn curse, I would have achieved what I wanted. My job going forward is to keep this peace from being broken.
But in the process of achieving that, I ended up stepping on a landmine that I shouldn’t have stepped on.
It was when I gave Mary a breakup gift. Because of that foolish mistake, I’m going through the same hell I’m going through now.
10th day of vacation.
I am diligently studying under the White Tower Master to make the power of magic tools my own.
It is none other than the head of the highest magical organization, the White Tower Lord, Tailly Ryuudsiel.
It would be foolish to refuse guidance from such a noble person who takes the time to do so.
Even if it takes pain, the lessons are worth it.
Pain… yeah, that’s the problem, pain.
“Heh… heh… I caught it.”
“That’s quite impressive. You caught them all in such a short time.”
The bee monsters I caught at his request were not particularly strong, but they were difficult to fight because I was only wielding a dagger on my bare body.
The idea was that in order to master magic, one must build a connection with nature.
Thanks to that, I had a lot of sting marks all over my body. And in this cold weather!
“Okay, let’s eat then.”
Baektapju slurped down the honey from the bee I had caught. Just as I was about to take a bite, Mary appeared next to me and grabbed the bee’s corpse.
“I’ll eat well!”
Wow!-
Well then, Mary slowly munched on the bee’s head.
If what I was eating was chocolate bread instead of a bug, it would have been perfect.
Her father happened to be right next to her.
“Your daughter’s eating habits are always amazing. What do you think?”
“….”
For a few seconds, Baektapju didn’t respond and just sucked the honey. As a father, I can completely understand why he would do that. If I were him, I would have been at a loss.
“You must have had a hard time because of our child.”
“Yes. There was a time when I was forced to eat a caterpillar that I didn’t want to eat.”
“But isn’t our daughter cute?”
“…yes.”
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“The answer is not very satisfying. He seems like a promising child.”
“Phuhu!”
I burst out laughing without thinking and then covered my mouth for a moment. I couldn’t even laugh in front of my wife, so I was going crazy.
“Did you just laugh?”
“No! In about twenty years, Mary will grow up to be a beautiful lady. By then, she will be a goddess that hungry wolves look up to.”
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“Hahaha! Our Mary has a friend who’s quite perceptive. But in 20 years, she’ll be in her mid-thirties, right?”
“….”
“Anyway, he’s not a naturally bad kid. It’s just… nothing.”
Although he had finished speaking, Baektapju kept his mouth shut. Then, I suddenly spoke while swatting away the flying insects.
“This continent is truly amazing. Even in winter, bugs are flying around so brazenly.”
“It’s because of the Demon King who appeared 30 years ago. The King of Flies, Beelzebub. There’s a theory that the bugs that overcame their weakness for winter were created under his influence.”
He is one of the demon kings that Baektapju himself faced 30 years ago.
As its name suggests, it is called the king of bugs, and it is a monster that gave Baektapju a hard time because of its annoying magic speed.
I would never have been able to overcome it without the support of my colleagues and the previous saints.
“For your information, wherever the guy walked, bugs would appear anytime and anywhere. Even in the winter when a blizzard was raging.”
“It’s just like now.”
“….”
Just passing by awakens bugs and causes famine. It was the number one target for extermination due to food problems.
Even that monster resurrects in Chapter 5, in the worst form imaginable.
“Hey buddy! Can I borrow your Nobel records again? I sneaked into your house and there were a lot of things I didn’t know about.”
When Mary, who had eaten all the bugs, asked me… Baektapju smiled bitterly.
“Nobel Record… This brings back some really bad memories.”
“….”
“I’ve lost several nights’ sleep over that Nobel record. The guy who gave it to my daughter is a real tough guy, isn’t he?”
Baektapju turns his head to me with a smile. Okay, I’m sorry, but could you please turn away from that scary gaze?
“First, in order to integrate a magical tool with yourself, you need to understand its structure and synchronize it. The reason you’re learning this is so that you can use it easily like other people, right? Isn’t that right?”
“Yeah…”
I couldn’t refute it because it was true. I didn’t say anything in particular, but you have a good eye for detail.
“You can use it as much as you want as long as it meets your standards, but if you synchronize something that doesn’t meet your standards, you’ll never be able to get up. Even if it were me, it wouldn’t be easy. Please keep this in mind.”
“Yes… but what on earth did you catch these bees for?”
Baektapju said as he took out a Trans Card in response to my question. He had taken one a little while ago, saying he would look at it.
“Just by looking at it, it looks like this card was created from parts of some kind of bug spirit. In order to use it more efficiently, you need to accept the bug’s magic. So be prepared. You’ll be fighting bigger bugs.”
I was still planning to make him fight with his bare body. Was the Nobel Record case that unfair?
“Mary, can you help me with this?”
“Oh yeah!~”
But what’s really unique is that whenever Mary followed me around during my training, bug monsters kept appearing.
In this cold weather.
* * * * *
On the way home after training. Now, even seeing a bug makes me feel nauseous.
Baektapju just took time off to come to me and returned to her main job. I asked her if it wasn’t hard, but she said that teaching a young child wasn’t even considered work.
“Your father is truly amazing.”
“Yeah! That’s amazing! I told you I would never give in to my mother’s fatal charm.”
Mary follows me around and mutters nonsense. Does that mean she’s very spirited?
No, isn’t that a bit more dangerous?
“I think it’s still too early for you to say that.”
“What do you mean, early? I’m a grown man now.”
It’s that sound again. Again! The more I hear it, the more my head starts to spin.
If you argue back, you might end up seeing the Jordan River being bombed by multi-casting magic.
“Yeah. You did really well.”
“It’s not that I’m great. I’ve already reached the top rung of the adult ladder!”
“You’ve only lived for 16 years, and the top floor is freezing to death.”
“Really! I’ve been secretly admiring the cozy times between mom and dad for a long time.”
What? What did you just see?
“Although the two of them had set up a barrier, they quickly lifted it and watched secretly. I was so curious that I couldn’t stand it.”
“….”
“Plus, I’m using the super high-performance dye artifact at home to put it in Mom and Dad’s bed…”
“Stop! You don’t have to say any more!”
I had a feeling that if I said anything more, some kind of catastrophe would occur.
And then I realized right away why he was so excited about how great he was and how mature he was.
“Mary…”
“huh?”
I lowered my head and placed my hand on Mary’s shoulder.
“You were a real adult.”
At the same time, I reflected on the fact that I had been teasing him by calling him a brat.
Mary just tilted her head as if to say, “What’s the big deal?”
* * * * *
That night, I was able to lie comfortably in bed. Baektapju’s teachings were quite useful, except for the difficult parts.
First of all, as the father of the main character, I feel relieved because he is a person of character who does not make mistakes.
He must suck up as much as he can while he resides in Silvertown.
And I could see Jenny and Amy in front of the house, they looked quite friendly.
There’s a subtle vibe going on between Jenny’s younger sister and my younger sister, but it’s a decent result. It’s not common to have a connection with the youngest daughter of a big family.
And Jenny also really likes Amy. Especially when she turns into the Hulk, she is not surprised but actually exclaims in amazement.
The two of them seemed to be a good match.
And Ruska…
“ZZZ…”
I was sleeping on a blanket spread out on the floor of my room.
For some reason, Ruska continued to stay in Silvertown. She even stayed at my house and helped with housework.
Thanks to that, my mother is very fond of Ruska and is very complimentary about her praise.
At that time, Ruska’s face looked like someone who was delighted to receive extra points.
The trick is obvious. Jenny seems to have noticed it and is currently…
“ZZZ… Come on, Black-Haired…”
I’m still sleeping on the floor of my room, with a blanket spread out on the floor. And the weird sleep talking is a bonus.
Hey, miss. What are you doing at the mansion?
“ZZZ… I am a goddess…”
Next to him, Mary is sleeping with a warm expression on her face.
That’s what Ruska is like… but what on earth is the situation with the other two being here?
I really hope that no chemical reaction or anything like that happens.
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