Episode 183. Mr. Radon! (1)
The next day was the weekend after Lyman had his drink.
As promised to Jenny, I decided to teach her the art of fantasy swordsmanship. Starting today, I will be Jenny’s teacher.
But I still think about it often. Is it really necessary to teach Jenny that?
At this point, Jenny has already achieved 70% of her final specifications. This means that her path to growth is smooth without her needing to learn anything in particular.
Of course, Jenny’s hands would tremble whenever she felt an ominous aura. The thoughts of the sleeping Seolryong within her… In other words, the Silver Age would sense the threat on its own and try to jump out.
The same mechanism is behind Jenny’s initial outburst. She was too immature to control her energy.
But now, it’s beyond just controlling it well… it’s at the level of creating ice flowers or animal models in the Silver Age.
By the time she has grown to the point where she can perform such tricks, she has already overcome all her worries. The days of being reluctant to use Silver Age are now a distant memory. Even so, it is truly absurd to say that her hands are shaking.
“Jenny, can I ask you something?”
“what’s the matter?”
Jenny and I arrived at the bachelor’s outdoor training ground in our training outfits.
I asked Jenny, who was there soaking up the sun and stretching her body.
“Is it because Silver Age is causing trouble again that you’re shaking and all? To the point where you have to learn strange swordsmanship from me.”
I wonder if I’m wasting my precious time. Jenny said, touching her chin with her hand as if she understood what he meant.
“If Silver Age was the problem, I would have asked Mary again to create a suppressant.”
“So the ability itself isn’t the problem? Then why?”
It seems that Jenny herself is aware of that part. But Jenny began to explain why she persists.
“Do you know the name of the swordsmanship our family uses, Radon?”
“Are you talking about the silver chain?”
“Yes. It is a highly advanced sword created by the head of the first Chain Silver family, but its nature is so ferocious that it can never be used unless you have the aptitude for it or are not of the same bloodline.”
I already know that. It’s not a technique for self-defense, but a technique specialized for killing an opponent.
Among them, the Chain Silver type boasts great ferocity, so if used incorrectly, your consciousness will be lost.
In contrast, in the game, it is portrayed as a swordsmanship that dances beautifully like a snowstorm, but it originally meant a ‘cold sword’ that kills the opponent without hesitation.
That’s the real reason why Chain Silver has an ice attribute effect.
“So that’s why you kept other people from learning.”
“Because Ray, my father, and I share the same bloodline, there’s no problem learning. The sword itself approves of our blood. You could say that the reason I’m always so passionate about training is because of this sword.”
For example, it cannot be said that all shortcomings are due to the Silver Age. In order to calm that dark energy, various techniques must be refined and strength must be proven.
“If I learn my fantasy sword technique, will it be easier to calm my trembling arms?”
“That’s right. But isn’t that sword technique similar?”
If you don’t have the skills, you can’t learn? That’s probably not true. There’s no explanation about that.
“It’ll be okay. No matter how vicious they are, how much more vicious can they be than Chain Silver?”
“….”
“Perhaps a being with similar power appeared and caused resonance?”
“resonance?”
Jenny is not the type to hesitate at this point. The fact that her body is shaking on its own means that she has unconsciously sensed something.
“If something is similar and close, a chemical reaction is bound to occur.”
“….”
To be honest, Jenny herself felt strange about asking for something like this. It felt like a defense mechanism that was unconsciously being activated to protect herself from some kind of threat.
But I don’t know what learning a friend’s swordsmanship has to do with defense mechanisms…
“Is that really what you mean?”
Jenny wasn’t embarrassed when Radon asked her to confirm this.
“I’m serious.”
Whatever the reason, the real answer can be found in the results.
Jenny’s will is clear. As expected of a leading role, her body and mind seemed to sparkle like a diamond.
Even if a ghost from the past appeared and sucked the energy from that leg, it seemed as if it could always get up again.
“Then shall we learn from the basics?”
“Please take good care of me, Mr. Radon!”
Jenny greets me innocently. Her face looks like a diamond inside a fully bloomed flower. There is no turning back now.
Although it was my first time teaching someone something like a sword, I trusted the knowledge and know-how I had gained from Envyel.
To Jenny, who was showing great anticipation… I said while holding the fishing rod.
“Okay, first let’s learn how to lie.”
“huh?”
Yes, you have to learn the basics. In order to deceive your opponent with swordsmanship, you have to learn the skills of deceiving in everyday life.
But Jenny asks with a bewildered expression.
“Huh? Weren’t you supposed to grab the sword first?”
I knew you would ask that. Especially Jenny, who lives and dies by the sword, seemed even more flustered.
I acted as her master in front of her while writing ‘Acting’.
“You can’t learn fantasy swordsmanship with such simple thinking!”
“Huh…?”
“I’m going to give you homework now. Use all means and methods to fool me. There is no time limit! If you fail even once, you will taste the bitter taste!”
“….”
I made a gesture of clapping my fishing rod. Jenny gasped at the cracking sound.
Suddenly, Radon seemed like a different person, but honestly, I think he would have done the same thing if he were me. When you are in a position to teach something to your friends,
But in Radon’s case, the acting is so realistic that it feels unfamiliar. It feels like meeting a real old man who came out of an action novel.
I wanted to see you embarrassed while acting as your master… but it’s a shame that you didn’t.
“What are you doing? Have you lost your confidence already? It seems like you’re just talking.”
“Ugh!”
Hearing those words, Jenny bit her lip in surprise.
What did you just say?
Are you just talking?
This is an absolutely unacceptable statement.
It felt like the leather that protected my pride had been scratched.
Are you really that determined to teach yourself?
No matter what, I couldn’t just let it go. I’ll trick Radon and make his nose flat.
Even though he is the type that doesn’t care much about dignity, he has pride and confidence in the Chainsilver family.
`Be prepared, Radon!`
Jenny had an unyielding fighting spirit. She had a deep-rooted determination to deceive her enemies, not her friends.
It felt like I was back in the day when my mother’s belongings were destroyed.
`But what can I say to fool you?`
Jenny had never fooled anyone except when she was little, when she played peek-a-boo with Crona.
I only remember doing it as a joke. It’s no different from coming to the battlefield without even knowing the basics of combat.
But the dice have already been rolled. Even a sword drawn without thought is worthless if it is not wielded.
“Radon! There’s your favorite rice ball behind you! Doesn’t it look delicious?”
That’s how Jenny’s first lie started. The ultimate goal is to deceive me to a surprising degree.
If you make them suffer a mental breakdown to the point where the curse’s erosion rate is around -50%, then you pass.
but…
“Rice ball? Where in the world would you find someone who would spill something like a lunch box on a weekend like this?”
slap!-
“Ouch!”
Jenny, who failed miserably, was hit in the head by the fishing rod that was swung at incredible speed.
Of course, he didn’t swing that hard. From Jenny’s perspective, it felt like the pain of a single blow to the chest.
Originally, it was a fishing rod that could even split rocks, but it has reached a level where it can be adjusted to the level of a snapping hammer.
“That lie doesn’t even fool elementary school kids! It’s completely out of the blue!”
“Ugh…!”
But Jenny’s wounded pride didn’t end with a slap.
Again, Radon’s provocative voice began to burn and the fighting spirit began to heat up.
“Radon, I have a suggestion.”
“What is it, dear?”
“Ugh!”
Aesongi? I couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Every time I fail, I have to get hit by Radon. On the other hand, what will be your penalty if you succeed?”
There was no separate declaration of war. It seemed that deceiving Radon had become the absolute goal of life.
When I saw that, I laughed and said, “Of course, acting is essential.”
“Hehe… I’ll hit you back as much as you hit me.”
“Is that true?”
“Of course… if possible. Hehe.”
“…!!”
When he provoked her again, Jenny couldn’t see anything anymore.
The battle has already begun.
Now, it is safe to say that we are enemies rather than priests!
“Huh? There’s money on the floor!”
“There are already a lot even if you don’t pick them up.”
Okay!-
“Look at that. Radon! There’s a spider crawling on your clothes!”
“I washed and sterilized my gym clothes yesterday, what are these bugs in?”
Okay!-
“Huh? Radon! Your spirits are trying to escape!”
“I can summon you again if I want to, so why run away!”
Okay!-
A slapping sound is heard at the end of Jenny’s screaming lies.
Jenny was the type who never gave up and got back up again no matter how many times she was beaten, but she showed no signs of getting better.
Maliciously deceiving others was something entirely foreign to Jenny.
“It’s just a pie in the sky. It would be better to give up than to suffer such humiliation.”
Someone was watching the scene with a mocking expression from a corner of the training ground. It was Nevia Cromag, the Saint of Melody and the Saint of Cruelty. In front of her, such a scene was nothing but a laughing matter.
“Jenny Chailsilver… you’re crazy about it.”
Nevia, who has good ears, can sense the mind through the voice. Although he is a funny mad dog in his own way… the fighting spirit that comes from his mind is admirable.
“No matter how much perseverance one has, how can a person do that….”
“If you’re curious, try it yourself.”
“Stop talking nonsense! I guess I’ll just purify it.”
“She’s a saint after all.”
When Muto spoke softly, Nevia suddenly lost her temper. Perhaps because there was no one around her, she had many fierce aspects for a saint.
As a result, manners were put into a hole for a long time.
『But why are the saint and the princess in such a remote place?』
Crona wasn’t alone. A girl was sleeping with her head on her thigh as she sat there quietly.
The girl who was sleeping with red hair sewn onto her lower body was Mirona, the princess of the empire and the student council president.
“As you can see, I’m resting. I woke up early in the morning and worked nonstop to plan this magic banquet.”
In the end, Mirona, who felt tired, finally gave up next to Nevia. I tried to reassure her by saying that I would call the guards right away… but she refused and chose to sleep here.
That too on Nebia’s lap.
“He said that he wanted to sleep on his friend’s lap at least once… Why am I his friend? You have to say something reasonable!”
“Kikki! I’m actually enjoying it. “
“Have you decided on a will?”
『… .』
Muto shut his mouth as Nevia threatened him by releasing powerful holy power from her hand.
Even the most skilled warrior would not be able to survive a single blow from a saint.
But apart from that, it seemed as if Muto’s words were true, as Nevia felt no resistance when she gave him a lap pillow.
Rather, he was able to trust the princess who had trusted him while being with him until now.
“Then what are they doing?”
“We are doing something more noble than that kind of training right now.”
“So if you interfere, I won’t let you off easy.”
Who said I was interfering?
The snake spirit and the crow spirit were writing something diligently, using a small chair as a desk.
Judging from the shape of the paper, it was a manuscript coated with magic. It could be said to be the original source of the Nobel record.
“The sun rises in the west? Why are you, the spirits, writing this?”
“Why, that guy told me to do it.”
Muto points to Radon with his chin. It means that this is an important mission that requires the help of a spirit.
Radon Crowler. Now I’m curious about everything he does.
Even though it’s annoying to be with another woman away from me, I still feel interested.
Because he was the first man she ever saw as a ‘human’.
『Oh, Saintess. By any chance…』
“huh?”
“Would you like to try it too?”
Muto hands over the pen with a meaningful smile.
As she picked up the pen, Nebia’s eyes began to gradually become drawn to the manuscript paper.
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