I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 272

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Episode 272

While I was smiling, a shiver ran down my spine.

When I think about it, I got goosebumps when I read the first part of Cheonaktanseo, but the emotions I felt then and now were different.

Part 2 of Cheonaktanseo took the form of an autobiography.

In other words, I had goosebumps watching Sister Cheon’s life, her attitude toward life, her struggles, and the process of coming up with an answer.

How many lives are there that give goosebumps to those who see them? And that too in a positive sense.

Sister Cheon completely accepted her fate.

I spent a desperate childhood due to the Heavenly Demon Church, lost my senses, and my mind was also corrupted… … .

Nevertheless, he did not deny that the Demonic Cult was his roots. He didn’t look away.

I even felt a kind of awe at such actions.

Compared to Sister Cheon’s noble choice, I was a bastard who was disappointed in my family because I did not receive any protection and behaved like a fool. The frustration and despair I felt at that time seemed like child’s play.

As I read Cheonaktanseo, I realized that there is nothing that cannot be changed if humans have the will.

Afterwards, Sister Cheon called herself Cheonma, cut out the rotten roots of the religion, planted new ones, and waited for them to grow.

In this way, the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Church, which was full of meanness and ugliness, was changed.

– I swore to walk the path of salvation in the name of Cheonma.

I laughed because I felt like I could hear Sister Cheon’s voice saying that again.

Even if my sister-in-law was born in Badniker and didn’t receive any protection like me… … .

I thought that this person would have acquired a character and strength no different from what he has now. This was because humans themselves were strong.

And from this point on, Cheonaktanseo was transformed into a journey for Sister Cheon to become a true Cheonma.

The sister-in-law did not appear in Gangho.

Instead, he wandered through the dark depths that lurked in the darkest corners of the world, beyond the reach of the eyes of the magistrates, government officials, and even Kang Ho-in, subduing extra-human beings.

Even though they were born as humans, there were also trash who abandoned their humanity.

From the beginning, there were beings born as outsiders.

The sister-in-law described this period as a subjugation filled with blood.

To me, it seemed like a study of the most sacred evil.

The sister wandered around the realm of the demons of the outside world and fought against beings called supernatural beings, spirits, or evil beasts that appeared in the Mountains and Seas of the Mountains and Seas, and these creatures were even depicted in illustrations.

A word is a handshake, but to the common people who have not learned martial arts, they are monsters that are no different from gods.

‘From then on, you already had no enemies in the world.’

The handshake that even a strong teenage expert could not defeat was more vicious than any monster I had ever seen in my world, but the sister continued her winning streak even against these monsters.

Of course, not all subjugation was easy.

[Gunggi 窮奇, Dool 檮杌, Docheol 饕餮, Chaos混沌.]

[The mythical monsters called the Four Evils had no choice but to fight, risking my life. Obviously, if the battle order had been even slightly different, he would have died.]

[The career path I decided on without much thought was actually a path of growth where I could become stronger through each step.]

[I gradually became stronger as I overcame the danger of death, and I glimpsed all things at the border between life and death. Although I did not understand all of the vast information, I at least learned about the laws and providence of nature.]

[It was at this time that I fully learned about Gimun Transformation, and one day I suddenly realized that I could summon wind and rain or be bitten with a single hand gesture.]

[With this, there is no longer a being under heaven that can be called my enemy.]

At this time, he became the best person in the world.

In this part, the concept of Gimun transformation as understood by the sister-in-law was explained in detail, but honestly, I don’t know much about it.

That’s because martial arts and martial arts aren’t my aptitude in the first place.

If I translate it and show it to Lise later, wouldn’t it be possible to use it as a trading item?

I thought this was the end of the book, but there were still some more pages left.

I continued reading my sister-in-law’s book.

Apart from becoming the best person in the world, there were still gods with great power running rampant in the world.

It is said that this is because the world at this time was in unprecedented chaos.

I was reading the story of various supernatural powers with interest, but at some point I stopped.

[It was something that looked just like a tiger.]

[However, it looked and felt completely different from the Dool that I killed earlier.]

[It had what looked like human hair on its head, and it was three times larger than an ordinary tiger. The mournful crying sound sounded exactly like a woman sobbing.]

[This god of strange power looked at me with an unpleasant smile the whole time, and the moment our eyes met, he spoke the word “Mom.”]

[It’s an unpleasant title. I have never had a child.]

[It seemed to know how to speak human language, but I couldn’t tell if it was simply spitting out words it heard or if it had intelligence.]

[The strength of this thing was nothing compared to the evil and evil, but for some reason, I ended up wasting a lot of mental energy in the fight.]

[This is probably because the discomfort I felt from the moment I met him eroded my mental strength.]

I read all the explanations, which seemed familiar to me, and was shocked the moment I saw the illustration on the right.

The painting style was different, but it was clear.

Professor Alec of the Academy.

The face of the strange tiger he had seen in Yeongsan was also depicted in this book of Cheonaktanseo.

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I continued reading Cheonaktanseo.

[Thick saliva flowed between the thorn-like teeth. This one looked at me and whet his appetite.]

[He is someone who knows the taste of humanity.]

[Then, I thought that the reason why this thing can speak human language could be because it emits the voice of a human being.]

[For some reason, it didn’t seem like a creature from the midfield.]

[Furthermore, I didn’t know that it might not exist in this world.]

[Then where on earth did this come from? I fought and killed without getting an answer.]

[And after that day, my life started to get a little annoying.]

[When the sun goes down or I walk in a dark place, all kinds of evil spirits hiding in the shadows appear and attack me.]

[…] Below is a list of seventy-two demons that have bothered me.]

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“… Seventy-two?”

I could only mutter for a moment.

This is because the number seventy-two was a very familiar sound to those living in the empire.

I turned the pages again, but I was soon disappointed.

What I just read was the last chapter.

Doubts rise like clouds.

For a moment, I thought about using my divine protection to ask Sister Cheon a few questions, but… If you talk to yourself in a narrow carriage, you’ll look like a crazy person.

‘That’s it.’

A lot of information has already been obtained.

I closed my eyes and calmed my confused mind.

There must be a reason why Cheonaktanseo gave me this information at this time.

So the back pages of this book will also be filled someday.

* * *

There were no major incidents on the journey from the archipelago to Tefer. Except that the schedule was slightly delayed due to heavy rain in the middle.

On the other hand, on this northern trip, an accident occurred from the first day.

As I was about to cross the mountain range, I was attacked by a group of goblins… … .

We couldn’t help but reflexively look at Ramon before the battle, but Ramon put his sword into the goblin’s face in a calm manner.

It took less than 5 minutes to kill the attacking goblin. That’s because they are the weakest among monsters in the first place.

“Senior, are you okay?”

I asked Ramon after the battle.

Ramon was wiping the blood from his face and laughed when he saw my expression.

“Of course it’s okay.”

“hmm.”

Is it okay?

Am I pretending to be okay?

As I hesitated slightly, Ramon looked a little distant and looked around at the goblin corpses around him.

“… Many people say that we think of other races as our own. But how can you identify with those beasts who have lost their reason? “It’s prejudice.”

“is it?”

“Do you know lycanthropes?”

“Ah, I think I’ve heard of it. Isn’t this a dirty beast-type monster? “I heard they are found in mountainous areas, swamps, and sometimes even in sewers in big cities.”

Sometimes they move in groups, sometimes they move alone… … .

Anyway, I heard that they move quickly, are vicious, and are dangerous enough to cause symptoms similar to rabies if you are bitten or scratched.

“I read the paper published by Magic Tower. “What do you mean, the genetic identity between those guys and the beast people is over 99.9%?”

“What are genes?”

“Maybe it’s biometric information? Simply put, it means that the differences between beastmen and lycanthropes are much smaller than the differences between races of different skin colors.”

Ramon said with a smile.

“But there is not a single beastman who views lycanthropes as compatriots. “Well, it feels similar to this, so you can understand.”

“aha… … .”

I roughly understood and nodded.

Although I have the blood of a black fairy, I don’t particularly feel that fairies are my kin, and rather think of myself as a human… … .

I thought maybe that was what it felt like.

Anyway, there were no more attacks that day.

However, because it was an area where monsters appeared, I had to keep watch.

Somehow, I happened to be the first person in line, so I was sitting around the bonfire, when Verita came up to me even though it wasn’t her turn.

“Brother, this mission has been sorted out to some extent.”

“okay?”

“Before explaining, do you know what type the Heros mission is classified into?”

“I do not know. “There are grades D to S?”

Verita nodded as she answered while rummaging around the campfire.

“I see. “Then, I will start by explaining the criteria by which each mission is assigned.”

Berita’s next words were as follows.

Class D is said to mostly resolve the inconveniences felt at the village level. A monster appears on an important road, or several residents are injured or missing… … .

Of course, there are many more trivial things than that. Just like the chores you do in Corrupted.

C-class missions involve much more direct damage than this. For example, dozens of casualties occurred, or it was difficult for the Heros branch in the area to resolve the issue alone.

“And from level B, it is a direct threat to the empire. Usually, heroes from multiple branches cooperate or send requests for reinforcements to headquarters.”

I don’t know what the Golden Horn believers are planning, but the damage in the north is already serious.

First of all, it has reached a level where it poses a direct threat to the empire.

If similar damage had occurred in a region other than the North, rumors would have spread much faster.

“This mission is rated A-level, but the actual level of difficulty may be much higher than that.”

“why?”

“The number of participants was smaller than expected. The document stated that cooperation with other organizations was essential. The forces under consideration included the imperial family, the Heresy Inquisition Office of the 72 Churches, the Magic Tower of Fish, local warrior tribes, and even mercenaries.”

“hmm.”

There are mercenaries in the North too.

In fact, mercenaries are everywhere. It’s just the south that’s concentrated.

Verita said with a perplexed expression.

“The problem with joint missions is internal conflict. It wouldn’t matter if we combined our efforts, but since we have different means of dealing with things, conflicts will never end. furthermore… … .”

Berita spoke slightly and looked towards the tent.

“ah… but.”

This refers to discrimination between different races.

Unlike Heros, who tolerated their existence even though they may have committed despicable tricks… … .

The guys we meet in the future may first pull out their swords when they see a different race.

This is especially true in a crowded place like the imperial palace. It is obvious how people like the Royal Knights who cornered Hector and the Barter of the Special Forces will react when they see a different race.

The same goes for wizards and mercenaries. In particular, we know that mercenaries have long believed in superstitions and nonsense, and that there are surprisingly many cowards.

Surprisingly, it is the 72nd school that is tolerant towards people of different races. The only people they hate are church members and devils, and other than that, they pray even after killing beasts and monsters.

This may be the reason why Verita does not show any particular objection to Corrupted.

Of course, this guy’s real identity is different.

“Finally, the mission start date is April 1st. Today is March 5th, so there is still about a month.”

“It’s more relaxed than I thought.”

“Not really. The main team, including the leader, must request cooperation from other organizations, and if they arrive early, a separate investigation will be conducted locally. “April 1st will actually be the date when an all-out war against the denomination begins.”

That’s right.

Then I guess there will be no time to procrastinate.

They said it was the worst case, but Ramon also said that this journey could take up to 20 days.

Anyway, that night went by without any particular incident.

The journey continued.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day… … .

We were attacked at least twice a day, up to five or six times at the most, but it was just a nuisance and not really a crisis.

If my career path overlapped with a village or city, I stayed there.

When I couldn’t do that, I ended up sleeping overnight.

Time passed calmly.

During that time, I became quite familiar with these unique characters.

In particular, I learned about Ramon’s true value. This guy was a pro at staying overnight.

Even the day after it rained, we found dry firewood like a ghost, and the speed of setting up and dismantling the tent was extremely fast.

Contrary to his appearance, he was neat and meticulous, and above all, his cooking skills were extraordinary.

The difficulty of cooking outdoors increases several times, but seeing how you can overcome the irrationality and still create a dish that will satisfy you.

“I can be a chef.”

“haha. “That’s too much praise.”

Berita surprisingly said little.

I treated this guy like a ticking time bomb, but what I saw on the trip was that he was a faithful monk.

To begin with, he barely spoke, and when I observed him doing something, all I saw was him reading a small leather book that looked like a Bible or praying.

If you don’t know her identity, Verita is a nun with a particularly mysterious aura.

Lastly, Lanfero.

Actually, I still don’t know much about this guy.

Still, it felt a bit wrong to continue to overwork him, so sometimes I would sit next to Lanferro and look around, even when I was driving the carriage or not.

It wasn’t particularly awkward, but it wasn’t comfortable either.

This was just a feeling, but somehow it felt like there were still more secrets that Lanfero was hiding.

Although it was a tedious journey thanks to the unique companions, it was not boring.

Around the time I got quite used to sleeping on the hard floor or in a carriage… … .

After dozing in the carriage for a while, I suddenly realized that it was creepy and opened my eyes.

“ha-… … .”

The moment I gently rubbed my forearm and exhaled, pure white breath came out.

Knock knock, knock knock.

The sound of horse hooves trampling the snow.

When I looked out of the carriage, a pure white snowy field came into view. A world so pure and white that it makes you blind.

It feels like spring, which had quickly arrived, has run away again.

“ah.”

Mir muttered in a dazed voice.

“… “It’s the North.”

A voice filled with strange joy and sadness.

I exhaled again and tightened my collar.

Then I received Mir’s words.

“Northern Army.”

It was a week, exactly seven days, since I left Tefer.

We entered the northern part of the empire.

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