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colic
Surprisingly, what we learned in modern times was not of much help in the Middle Ages.
There were many things that I would have been better off not knowing.
For example, useless notions like you shouldn’t eat a stew with moldy beef jerky, no matter how cheap it is, you shouldn’t litter the streets, and you shouldn’t kill people, were just tiresome.
In most cases like this, modern knowledge only made me suffer.
Now, advanced modern technology was fully demonstrating its functions.
“Wow!”
I was not elated or depressed by the admiration of the uncivilized medieval people.
I just focused on the sensation at my fingertips without letting my concentration wander.
‘I’m getting better at it after a long time. Is it because of the dice game?’
There was nothing different.
He was originally left-handed, but after being hit on the head with a spoon at the dinner table, which was considered bad luck, he converted to right-handedness and naturally acquired ambidexterity.
It was a side job that a guy who was caught with me said he would pay me if I used his too, and it was going pretty well.
Although the business was closed as the educational environment improved, it was in its own way a result of the youth business.
Of course, at that time it was just an ordinary writing speed, but now it was incomparable to that time.
Thanks to dice and swordplay, writing with both hands became more precise and natural, but the worm-like crawling of the letters made it faster.
The pen went down without stopping.
It’s like there’s a printer on each side.
I flipped through two pages before a minute was up.
“Ohhhh···.”
The admiration of the uncivilized medieval bastards who kept bursting out all around.
There was a monk who tried to imitate me by holding a piece of paper on both sides and imitating it, but the excessive force caused the paper to tear.
The monk hurriedly took out a new piece of paper and started writing, looking at the eyes of those around him.
The others also worked hard, perhaps inspired by my speed, but they were nothing compared to the culmination of modern technology.
The paper kept turning over.
The waiter carefully held out the cake.
Although the old man’s hands were white, he handed it over with bare hands, so it was a bit awkward, but since I was hungry, I accepted it gladly.
‘···It’s sweet and salty.’
I never really thought deeply about why the cake was salty.
The sound of someone praying.
The characteristic squeaky sound of a quill pen.
The squeaking sound of a cake in a trash can.
Everyone worked hard to do their part.
‘You stop eating.’
Still, the veins in the hand holding the quill pen were visible, as if the old man was writing diligently.
However, his writing was slow as a snail because he was not good at it, and his handwriting was terrible.
I had him sit next to me and occasionally put a water bottle in my mouth or make him do odd jobs like turning over papers.
Nod-.
I didn’t bother to point out the faint sense of mission that appeared on the old man’s face.
‘But the handwriting will be different, so can I send it like this?’
I was worried because my handwriting was exceptionally good and elegant, unlike those of other uncivilized medieval people.
But since they also think, it was clear that they had thought about it that far.
The old man crouching next to me occasionally fanned me with his hand, put a water bottle in my mouth, and fed me a piece of cake. He diligently carried out his assigned duties.
Everyone was absorbed in it for a long time.
“end.”
As I, who was in charge of the last chapter, put down my quill pen, the ending came.
Waaaaaaaaa-!!
The guys jumped up and cheered, their reaction similar to that of a prisoner being released.
‘No, am I right? Judging by the mess, it seems like it’s been here for quite some time···.’
Maybe they were under some kind of confinement.
The Parsi walked around, collecting papers and arranging them in order.
“But is it okay for the handwriting to be like that?”
“Oh, it’s okay. It’s common to copy the Bible together, so unless the handwriting is particularly strange….”
Parsi trailed off as he looked at some paper.
I checked with him and it was the paper I wrote.
“It’s cursive.”
“Ummm··· This is··· Ummm···.”
“It’s cursive.”
“Cursive.”
As the old man next to him muttered along in a very small voice, Parsi shook her head and gathered the papers together.
Knock knock.
When I turned my head, I saw Lung-gyeop looking at me with his usual expressionless face slightly melted.
The old man, who had been looking at me without saying anything, blinked his eyes very slowly and greatly.
When entering the service and worship at the same time, all the attention of the abbot was directed to the service. The service was an unmissable ritual.
I also blinked my eyes wide, following the order of the lungs.
Then the lungs nodded vigorously.
I nodded too.
“First, I’ll go ahead and send it. I don’t know if it’ll be there at this hour, but if you refuse to do the church work….”
Parsi got up hurriedly, muttering in a cold voice.
‘Oh, I guess I’m late.’
Adela was supposed to be injected with a showdown with Ben, but she was held back by an unexpected event.
I also got up from my seat following him.
The last piece of cake that the servant who followed immediately handed over seemed to have been saved.
It seemed like he was giving me something precious, but I shook my head and refused because I didn’t look like I wanted to eat it.
I nodded to the blindfolded man again and left the hall.
‘I guess I’ll have to worship later.’
Seeing that the moon had passed its halfway point, it seemed like it had taken longer than expected.
I hurriedly headed towards the inner castle.
If I had passed through the inner gate at this time, it could have caused unnecessary misunderstandings that were different from the original transparent intention.
So I went around the wall instead of the gate.
A place where the walls are lower than other places, making it easy to climb over.
I took a moment to relax, grabbed hold of the protruding rock, and climbed up to him.
Thanks to the increased strength, I was able to climb up quickly.
As I was climbing up the wall and taking a breather, something came up from the other side.
The speed was comparable to mine.
As I grabbed the handle of my sword, it climbed up the wall and stood beside me.
‘What the hell?’
I wondered how Yeong-ae could freely roam around the castle walls, but it seemed like she was just stupidly climbing up the walls.
‘If this continues, even the inner guard won’t be able to stop it.’
“Ahh! We met in a place like this!”
Young-ae, who had been trying to regain her composure for a moment, found me and smiled brightly. Her arms were full, and upon closer inspection, she was holding bread wrapped in a luxurious cloth.
‘Young-ae climbs over the castle walls to distribute bread to the residents of the castle…’
It was a story so unrealistic that it wouldn’t even appear in a fairy tale, but it resonated with me because the person in question was Young-ae, a very stubborn woman.
However, the greeting was very light considering that we met on the castle wall. For a moment, I thought we had met on a walk.
“Where are you going?”
“There’s a lot of bread left! People don’t even know how precious it is and leave it all? They don’t even take a bite!”
Yeong-ae pointed to the bread in her arms as she exploded with anger.
The nobles here loved to play with food, to the point where they even had ornamental food.
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Ah! Would you like some? It’s really delicious!”
Youngae handed me a hard piece of bread just to look at it. I took it and took a big bite.
‘It’s delicious. Is this noble?’
It was much softer than the bread sold outside.
It was quite sweet, as if they added sugar to it.
“Well… Are you enjoying it?! Would you like one more?”
I shook my head in refusal. My stomach was a little bloated from having eaten so much cake earlier.
“But where is Aaron going? This is Naeseong!”
Yeong-ae asked with a bright smile.
“I’m taking a walk.”
I thought about it for a moment and then gave an answer that suited Youngae’s level.
Yeong-ae’s eyes widened for a moment and then turned into a curve.
“···A walk? Ahaha! That’s right! The inner city is a great place for a walk! But be careful! There are a lot of nobles, so if you accidentally bump into them, things could get serious! Nobles are picky.”
I nodded at Youngae’s words.
Yeong-ae, who had been mumbling for a moment, jumped down to the other side. Yeong-ae went down, lightly stepping on the stone pieces sticking out of the wall as if she was used to it.
‘I’m sure his body movements are better than those of most knights.’
Of course, it could be because Yeong-ae was going through the same thing every day, but her actions were not ordinary.
Yeong-ae arrived lightly on the floor, waved her hand, and quickly disappeared between the buildings.
‘The kid is really kind.’
What kind of young lady would climb over the wall to hand out bread to the residents?
Of course, if the lord knew that fact, he would explode in anger···.
‘It’s not my job.’
I already knew the way to Adela’s room. However, I was very careful going down because I knew that if I jumped down like Yeong-ae, it would make a loud noise.
Ugh···.
I cut the neck of the guy on my way and put him to a brief sleep before climbing up the wall.
As I leaned up against the open window, I saw Adela lying on the bed. Adela flinched as if she had just heard a sound.
‘Why do you pretend to be asleep?’
Although it was clear that even a small noise like this would wake Adela up from her sleep, she pretended to sleep until the very end.
The perfume was so strong that it was dizzying, and there was a very faint sour scent in between.
‘Ben and Adelaide···.’
I sat by the window for a while and thought about the destruction method.
If it had been Ben in the past, Adela would have won with difficulty, but compared to Ben recently, Adela felt inadequate.
‘I’ll just beat Ben up a few times.’
I thought about that too, but Ben was a bit salty and not a human being, so I hesitated to touch him.
There was a risk involved in rigging the match so that even Count Behar could watch.
‘The bean bug strategy has already been used, so it won’t work…’
Although he briefly considered Berman’s recent ‘confession attack’, Ben didn’t think Adela would be softened by his confession.
‘A groundbreaking strategy···.’
At that moment, Adela flinched greatly and slowly got up. Like the other knights, Adela was also wearing armor.
Adela rose quite naturally, then moved slightly, knelt down, and raised both hands.
And Adela’s eyes, looking at me, sparkled. The burning desire in her eyes was so intense that it was burdensome.
“Do you want to win?”
“···Yes. If I can win, I’ll do anything.”
Adela’s firm answer.
Although it was a duel with a strong friendly nature, Adela’s desire to win was extraordinary.
‘If you’re ready for this much…’
I nodded, thinking of an appropriate method.
“Get up and take your sword.”
“evil.”
Adela answered briefly, then took a stance and faced me.
‘Because my sword was a little longer···.’
I gripped the sword handle tightly and roughly estimated its length.
‘When I put my left foot out, it’s half as fast, and when I put my right foot out…’
I readjusted my grip on the sword, recalling Ben’s habit.
After a while, Adela, who was very nervous, let out a low breath.
I stabbed him with my sword.
It was slower than Ben’s stab, but the sword was a bit longer, so it would feel similar to the opponent.
Adela tilted her sword as if trying to react in a split second, but it felt a little too late.
“Ahhh···.”
Adela groaned softly and frowned, but did not fall over.
It seemed like the special training I had done at Matt’s house over the past few days was showing some results.
“If it’s right, you should stab it right away. What are you doing?”
“Evil? Evil!”
“Slow.”
“Ah-ah!!”
Adela clutched her head and rolled on the floor.
“Get up. Work, this.”
“Ahh! Ow! Ow!”
I clicked my tongue and stabbed the sword again.
“Ah-ah!!”
Adela rolled on the floor again.
Adela, who was looking up at me while holding my stomach, had no trace of the spirit she had before in her eyes.
“Don’t worry. Everything will work out.”
“Ouch. Ouch···. Ouch.”
“I told you, if you do it, everything will work out.”
Adela grabbed my leg while muttering something, but I didn’t wait for her and stabbed her with my sword.
Adela, who had been hit in the shoulder by a sword, quickly got up and took a stance.
It seemed like he was slowly coming to his senses.
“You win tomorrow.”
Originally, education did not require consent.
Adela’s eyes lit up at my muttering.
“Because I’m going to make it happen.”
It subsided as I continued to speak.
***
‘An alliance… What are you thinking, Viscount Bonita?’
Pulpouts chewed his lip as he glanced at Countess Bonita, who was sitting alone in the distance.
Countess Bonita has not left her assigned room since proposing the alliance.
The alliance proposal that was casually thrown out as if he knew what Fullputs was thinking only complicated Fullputs’ mind.
At other times it wouldn’t have mattered, but Pulpouts was thinking about Vivian’s broken off engagement.
Since they were engaged, not married, the breakup was simple and mutually agreed upon, but the justification for it was the problem.
‘Baron Fener isn’t stupid enough to wage a territorial war at a time like this, but it’s unsettling.’
In particular, the eldest son of the Fener family who was squirming right now was extremely irritating.
A moment later, Count Bechardt entered and the rest of the nobles rose from their seats.
There was an atmosphere where the lord seemed to have changed, but Pulpouts didn’t care. Being overpowered by someone higher up. This was a providence that applied to everyone, not just the nobles.
However, the nobles are just dressed a little more elegantly.
Count Behart suddenly started a duel tournament, but it was bigger than expected.
When nobles gather together, they need to find something to entertain them, and Count Behart suggested an appropriate and fun game.
It was no surprise that the reaction was explosive.
The elders rose from their seats and greeted Count Bechard. Count Bechard received him with a simple wave of the hand.
At that moment, the eldest son of the Fener family, Levilian, stood up from his seat and approached Count Bechard.
Looking at the smile on Levilian’s face, Pulpouts had a feeling that things were going to get awkward.
“I am Levilian, the eldest son of the Fener family.”
“Yes, your knight is one of the candidates for the winner of this duel tournament?”
Perhaps because Ben, the knight of Levilian, had advanced to the finals, Behard’s reaction was favorable.
“Yes, gloriously so.”
“Haha- It’s just a light duel, what glory is there to it?”
Unlike Levilian’s tongue, it was gentle and noble. As the conversation dragged on, Pulpouts felt a sense of crisis.
It soon took on a distinct shape.
“Of all the castles I’ve seen, Flitton Castle is the most beautiful. I really wanted to have my wedding here. If a knight from my family wins the duel, may I ask him to do it?”
In contrast to the corners of Levilian’s mouth that were raised, Pulpouts’ face was wrinkled.
It was a shameless tactic to put Count Bechard’s name on the marriage.
However, since the condition was to win, the legitimacy was not bad, and since the engagement had not been broken off yet, there was no problem.
Plus, his tone of voice seemed truly impressed by the sight of Flitton Castle.
Levilian seemed like a curious young man who braved his fears to ask the Count for help with his upcoming marriage.
But he couldn’t just sit still, so Pulpouts quickly got up from his seat.
“Levilian. How rude of you to the Count. And having a wedding at a time like this…”
“Haha, that’s okay! Baron Fullfoot. It’s well known that our Flitton Castle is beautiful. Even if it weren’t for that child, there are many people who ask for favors, so it’s quite embarrassing.”
At Behart’s words, this time the corners of Baron Pulpouts’ mouth went up and Levilian’s face crumpled.
“But no matter how difficult the situation is, isn’t it the case that we must be strong at such times? Yes, if you win as you said, I will gladly allow you to have your wedding at Flitton Castle.”
However, the situation was reversed with Behard’s subsequent permission.
“But I dare not be so rude to Count Behart…”
“It’s okay. It’s okay. Don’t you know the contributions of the Pulptugas and the Fenergas? However, we just have to show a good fight.”
There was no room for argument since Count Behar had given his permission with a smile. Baron Pulpouts returned to his seat and pressed his temples.
Originally, she had promised to marry Fener, but now things have changed.
In a situation where she was thinking about breaking off the engagement because she had an uneasy feeling and no more regrets, the eldest son’s proposal was fatal.
If, indeed, the knight of the House of Fener had won and been promised a wedding to Count Berhard, it would not simply be a matter for the House of Fener.
“···Is there a chance that Sir Adela will win?”
Pulphutz asked Adolf behind him.
“I’m not sure, but I think there’s a good chance that Sir Ben will win.”
Adolf’s response continued.
Fullfoot was also somewhat expected. It was understandable, as Adela and Ben’s performances in the game were polar opposites.
Ben defeated his opponent with impressive sword skills, even to the untrained eye of Pulpouts, and won a splendid victory.
Even the sight of him reaching out his hand first after finishing.
It was an exemplary example of a knightly duel.
On the other hand, Adela···.
‘Ahem···.’
When Adela rolled around in the mud, Pulpouts had to cover his face because it was so hot.
The elders desperately held back their laughter, while Count Behar laughed openly.
Sure, he won, but it was questionable whether Count Bechard had to go to such lengths to win a friendly tournament.
However, things have changed now.
Adela had to win no matter what.
Pulpouts looked down, thinking about what he would do if Adela lost.
There, Ben and Adela were preparing for the match.
‘But still, he’s here…’
For some reason, Aaron was Adela’s squire.
“evil-!”
‘···Is this a seed?’
Pulpouts tried hard to suppress the question that suddenly occurred to him.
Just the fact that Aaron was with Adela made me feel a little better.
At that moment, a small cheer arose.
‘Vivian? Why is that kid over there?’
Vivian approached where Ben and Adela were.
Vivian’s appearance, bathed in the bright sunlight, drew exclamations of admiration from all over.
Fullfoot turned his gaze to check on Levilian.
The emotion that appeared in Levilian’s eyes was not directed at his beloved lover.
Of course, it was difficult to distinguish between love and possessiveness, but those eyes were more… than possessive.
‘You have eyes that really see delicious food.’
Pulpouts closed his eyes tightly.
***
‘···This is a headache.’
Ben muttered, chewing his lip.
Vivian came before the match.
Vivian’s cheerfulness in coming to say hello struck me more than the other people’s requests.
And Aaron, who is said to be Adela’s seed.
Ben felt that there was something very wrong with this match.
‘I’m just doing my best.’
I shook my head to clear my mind.
It was a knight’s job to do his best when holding a sword.
‘···But why is Sir Adela like that?’
Ben looked at Adela standing across from him with a start.
Unlike usual, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot.
A body that is shaking as if it is about to jump out at any moment.
It was not a knight, but rather a wild beast that had been caught and placed there.
Ben glanced away as Adela’s gaze seemed to be that of a life-or-death rival.
at that time.
Gulp-.
‘Why is my stomach like this?’
Ben felt his stomach turn and frowned.
The condition of the ship was not good.
Inside, thunder rumbled and the world spun around.
‘This… This can’t be happening…’
I wanted to run to the bathroom right away, but I was already on the field.
Going down was like giving up.
I couldn’t give up the game just because I needed to take a dump.
Phew···.
Ben took a deep breath and readjusted his grip on his sword.
The world was spinning, but I bit my lip and tried to keep my wits about me.
‘Why at such an important moment again···.’
Ben tried to suppress his rising frustration.
He didn’t complain, just focused and held his sword.
I didn’t even hear the start signal.
Ben noticed that Adela was running towards him.
Chae-Ang-!
One attack.
Ben, unable to fully concentrate, was a bit slow to react.
‘···Still, it’s worth doing.’
Fortunately, Adela’s condition wasn’t that bad.
The ensuing battle.
Ben braced his stomach and somehow managed to keep his wits about him.
If you let your guard down even a little, it’s dangerous in many ways.
But as I continued to draw the sword, I began to feel a subtle sense of unease.
‘Was Adela like this?’
Adela’s reaction was unexpectedly smooth, even though she couldn’t fully concentrate on the sword because of the stomachache.
No, Adela was more than smooth; she was super responsive.
As if he knew himself well.
Because of that, the workshop continued smoothly and softly as if it had been woven together.
Buck! Buck!
Swords that are constantly entangled and falling.
Ben took a step back first.
Adela followed right after.
Ben looked at Adela like a wild beast going for the nape of her neck.
‘Yes, this is not Adela’s sword···.’
Ben was startled and straightened his sword.
Chae-Ang!
It was too immature to compare, but it was clearly Aaron’s.
‘This is fun···.’
Gulp!
‘···Not really.’
The longer the match went on, the more Ben’s odds of winning were sure to drop.
The match had to be decided as quickly as possible.
Ben gritted his teeth, lowered his posture, drooped his shoulders, and twisted his back.
Adela closed the distance between them by kicking the ground.
It was similar to the reaction Aaron had shown.
‘···As expected, you knew.’
It seemed like Aaron taught Adela the sword as a seed.
‘Learning swordsmanship from that Aaron… I’m jealous.’
He’s a knight, but he’s willing to be taught by someone who’s not a knight…
Ben noticed that Adela looked a little different.
After a brief thought, Ben stepped forward with his right foot instead of his left.
If you learned the sword from Aaron, you would know that he sticks out with his left foot.
Ben raised the corners of his mouth as Aaron appeared to overlap behind Adela.
Continued stabbing-.
Unlike Aaron, Adela’s reactions were somewhat slow.
Of course, that level of reaction was also great.
‘···Aaron is a monster.’
at that time.
Gulp!
My stomach hurt so bad because I moved my body roughly.
A fleeting moment.
A very slightly slowed sword.
At that moment, Adela’s sword changed.
‘···Wrist?’
Adela pulled out her sword, bending her wrist.
It was a familiar swordsmanship.
Not Aaron’s.
‘Saint Sir’s Sword.’
When Ben lets out an awestruck exclamation.
Chae Ae Aeng-!
Adela’s sword and Ben’s sword clashed.
The stab, which had changed direction in the middle, only grazed Adela’s shoulder blade.
Adela’s black sword was already aimed at Ben’s neck.
‘···I lost.’
If there had been no abdominal pain, I could have stabbed Adela before she could react.
Also, even if the sword was properly charged and collided with Adela’s sword, it would not have lost its target.
Either way, it was Ben’s defeat.
Ben lowered his sword.
“Waaaaaaaaaah-!!”
A rousing cheer erupted at the unexpected result.
Ben turned his head to check on Aaron.
Aaron puts his arm around his servant’s shoulder and rummages through his pockets.
‘···I also knew that I had switched to my right foot.’
Ben shuddered as the emotionless eyes seemed to pierce through him through the rough leather helmet.
Eventually, an uneasy feeling, as if something had been played with in the palm of his hand, covered his whole body.
“Congratulations, Sir Adela.”
Ben shook off his thoughts and approached Adela.
Adela had her head bowed and her body was trembling.
It was clear that he had put in quite a bit of hard work to improve his skills in a short period of time.
Ben held out his hand in pure awe.
“Haha – it was a good match.”
Adela, as usual… no, Adela raised her chin even higher and nodded while holding hands.
Ben’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at her strangely meddlesome attitude.
‘···If only my stomach hadn’t hurt, I would have won.’
Although he felt resentful, Ben forced himself to admit defeat.
“Thank you all! Thank you!”
Ben felt a sharp pain in his stomach as he watched Adela run around the stadium, waving her arms, and he quickly backed away.
“Sir Ben! What is this! Didn’t I say I would do my best! How could I do that to a female knight…!”
Ben, who was barely able to keep his wits about him due to severe stomach pain, was blocked by Levilian, who screamed loudly.
“I did my best.”
How can we do better than this?
Ben was innocent.
“I did my best, but I lost to Adela, who was just ‘rolling in the mud’? Ha! What a waste of the nickname ‘Sword of the Fener Family! What a waste!”
It was so dangerous that I almost felt like my sanity was going to snap.
Ben tried to pass him by, but Levilian grabbed his arm roughly.
“I clearly asked you to do just one thing, victory! How could you not do something so easy···.”
At that moment, Ben swung his fist without realizing it.
Levilian stuck out his tongue and collapsed against the wall.
‘I’ll throw a punch…?’
Ben glanced at the fallen Levilian and his own fist, then hurriedly walked away.
First, I had to take care of the most urgent matter.
***
“This breaks the connection to mana.”
Swallows swirled the clear liquid inside the glass container.
“Ah …
I also found out for the first time that there was an item that could disconnect mana, but what bothered me was that it also prevented auras from being generated.
‘Mana and Aura are separate things, so how can you use them both at the same time···.’
It didn’t make sense unless there was some connection between the two. Of course, I didn’t have time to study him right away.
“How is this not known?”
“Ahhh… It’s a medicine recently developed by the Gray Tower….”
Swallows nodded after a moment of silence at the voice that was frustrating to hear.
The effect had already been experimentally verified.
I don’t know why they’re so helpful in the Gray Tower, but they were unpredictable to begin with.
It was right to just use it when it matched my direction.
‘···I said I would make a stew that even the residents could eat for the stupid Yeong-ae’s birthday.’
Swallows laughed heartily, spinning the bottle.
Behind those Swallows, a goblin with its neck tied up was running around, squeaking, and then suddenly fell down.
