Episode 79
Hector swung his sword.
Wake up!
The scent of blood mixes with the scent of the beast.
This wolf cub did not die even though its snout was split in half.
Instead, it rolled its eyes and tried to sink its teeth into Hector’s skin.
‘It’s dangerous… … .’
I don’t have the strength to avoid it.
“Hector!”
At that time, Basil pushed the wolf away with a headbutt.
The impact caused the wolf’s head to split open, and unpleasant blood soaked its face.
“Are you okay?”
“… … .”
I didn’t have the strength to respond, so I just nodded slightly.
Then, he brushed his hair, which had become stiff from the blood, and looked ahead.
The number of wolf packs has now decreased significantly.
There seem to be around ten or so, but they are observing this direction without attacking.
‘Have you realized my condition?’
… It’s so unsightly that even an animal can tell.
I don’t know how many of these dirty bastards I’ve cut down.
What is clear is that the real limit will soon come.
It is a limitation of physical function that cannot be overcome with grit or mental power.
“Hector Badniker.”
Then I heard a voice again.
I couldn’t even raise my head, but I knew who it was just by their voice.
Charon Woodjack was still observing the situation from the tree.
“Would you accept it now?”
What does that mean?
‘… point.’
I definitely offered to help in exchange for points.
It won’t be a lie… … .
Charon actually has that level of ability.
I know that that unlucky guy is a genius.
A laugh came out.
I ran away from that word all my life, but in the end, that hateful bastard pursued me relentlessly until the end of my life.
Genius.
Hector Badniker hates genius.
* * *
The first sword Hector held was a blunt wooden sword.
A toy knife made of wood that is short and light enough for even a child to handle.
When I first held that knife… … .
For some reason, Hector felt like it was sticking to his hand.
It felt good just to hold it.
So I swung.
When I wielded it so recklessly, my mother was happy.
“This kid is a genius in swordsmanship!”
I was called a genius when I didn’t even know what the word meant.
Hector realized that the words were a compliment and felt excited.
Swordsmanship, which I started because it was fun, now satisfies my self-esteem.
Hector was so excited that he swung his sword even harder, and his mother clapped her hands every time she saw him.
However, this was by no means a field that could be entered into lightly.
Especially in a family called Badnicker.
When Hector turned six, he got a swordsman teacher.
Not one or two people, but twelve.
“Actually, I wanted to recruit a sword teacher, but he wasn’t a man swayed by money. It’s okay though. “These are also powerful people who other families are anxious to recruit.”
Hector loved his mother.
So much so that whenever his mother talks to him while looking at him with her blue eyes, he accepts everything she says.
“You can do it well, right?”
“yes.”
Six-year-old Hector nodded.
From that day on, Hector could no longer swing his sword against his peers or the scarecrow.
“It’s still not enough! Now, take one hundred more swings!”
“Is it okay for Badniker’s blood to be in such trouble?”
“Master, my right shoulder is empty.”
The classes were harsh.
The child’s soft hands had blisters, and the bruises on his entire body would not go away.
“How is Hector?”
“… To be honest, the talent itself is not particularly special. “Perseverance is great, but-.”
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“That’s not enough. That kid, Hector, must be a genius.”
“… ma’am?”
“Please help that child learn swordsmanship.”
“What is that… … .”
“Do you understand? You guys were just giving advice on the swordsmanship that kid would make. “The originator is my son, Hector Badnicker.”
Genius Hector Badniker.
One of Badniker’s three best children.
-Actually, not all of them.
Hector just likes to swing his sword,
Not wanting to let down my mother’s expectations,
Compared to his peers, he is only slightly smarter.
It was just a crime.
* * *
Iron Bloodsmith Delac C. Badnicker.
Even though we are related by blood, we met for the first time when we were 12 years old.
It is said to have been created by Hector, but in fact, it was created by twelve swordsmanship teachers over several months.
The swordsmanship was displayed in front of Sanghyeolgong.
“… … .”
After finishing the demonstration, Hector bowed his head.
Although the swordsmanship itself was perfectly displayed, it was strangely embarrassing.
“Who did you say created this sword technique?”
“Of course Hector-.”
“stop. “I didn’t ask your wife.”
Hector realized that the Iron Blood Lord’s eyes were on him.
But strangely, my mouth did not open easily.
A soft, yet pressing hand wrapped around my shoulder.
It was my mother.
“Hector? I have to answer. “The matriarch is asking.”
Hector swallowed his saliva and answered.
“… Yes, I made it.”
I couldn’t help but let my voice tremble.
It was the mother who defended her son’s awkward attitude.
“hmm. “I think this child was very nervous because he was in front of the head of the family.”
Until that moment, I could still feel Sanghyeolgong’s gaze.
“Did you really make it?”
‘… ah.’
At that moment, Hector realized.
You know.
There was no evidence, but I was confident.
My father knows that I didn’t create this sword technique, and that I’m not actually a genius.
My face got hot.
Shame.
That was the first shame Hector felt.
At the same time, my lips trembled in fear.
Even young Hector had heard so much about how cold and scary the iron-blooded man was.
He is not a person who would regard a deceiver as his son.
“Then make it completely yours.”
“… … !”
At that moment, Hector suddenly raised his head.
And for the first time, I saw Sanghyeolgong’s eyes.
The same purple eyes as his own were clearly cold.
I could see that the nickname Cheolhyeol (鐵血) suits me better than anyone else.
However, a faint heat stirred within it.
“Hector… … ! “How great, the head of the family approved you!”
“Excellent, Master!”
“Congratulations!”
“genius! “My son is a genius!”
After my father left, my mother and the swordsman teachers came and said something, but I couldn’t quite remember.
– Make it completely yours.
However, the last words the Iron Blood Prince left were engraved in my heart and swirled like a strong storm.
* * *
From that day on, Hector devoted himself to swordsmanship.
Rest time, eating time, and sleeping time were reduced. Social interaction with peers was kept to a minimum.
The rest of the time, I swung the sword only to become stronger, improve my swordsmanship, and be recognized by my father.
Then, at some point, the attitudes of those around me changed.
“Your swordsmanship is becoming more sophisticated day by day.”
“It is indeed the bloodline of the matriarch.”
The swordsman teachers truly accepted it, and the attitude of the users became much more polite.
The shoulders on my mother’s side also went up a lot.
But the happiest thing for Hector was that he could see his father often.
Yes, it was about 2-3 times a year.
One day, when his father called him to the 5th floor, Hector was so happy that he felt like he could fly.
This is because only a very small number of children were allowed to enter that place.
‘My father accepted me… … !’
The 5th floor was the first place I entered.
The place, which was clearly the main family’s mansion, suddenly changed into a sunset coastal area.
Hector saw his father standing on the scarlet white beach.
“Hector.”
“yes.”
“Someday I will cut down the devil.”
Hector trembled.
This is because I know the weight of the name Demon King.
“I know I can’t do it alone. “It is a long-cherished wish that even our ancestor, the great hero – the black fairy Kusset, was ultimately unable to achieve.”
“… … .”
“But if I’m not alone, if I have a helper who can give me strength, I can do it. That is why I gave birth to you.”
The confession that he gave birth to a child out of necessity may be too bleak words for a father to say.
But Hector was not shocked.
I didn’t even feel sad.
“I want you to fight next to me someday.”
Instead, I felt an indescribable feeling of fullness filling my whole body.
Whatever the reason, I was just happy and relieved that my father needed me.
Iron Blood Ball’s wish soon became Hector’s wish.
It would definitely be a dream to be able to one day stand by my father’s side on the battlefield when he needs him.
‘can do.’
genius.
Hector now considered himself a genius.
I felt my swordsmanship improving day by day, and I became confident that I was stronger than my peers.
If I were the person I am now, I could lift that burdensome word onto my shoulders.
The moment he thought that, Hector witnessed it.
A true genius.
“… “I never thought there would be this much of a difference.”
“As expected, Hiiro is the only successor to the matriarch?”
“Shh… … ! “Your wife will listen.”
Heiro Badniker lost in a sparring match with his eldest son in about ten seconds.
However, what struck me more than the defeat was the words Hiiro left afterward.
“… That’s odd. “Why does my father place such high hopes on a man like this?”
“… … .”
The word, which he had barely forgotten and thought he would never remember again, took on a clear form again and weighed down Hector.
Beomjae.
And genius.
Hector had a hunch.
My life from now on will be a form of chasing and being chased among them for the rest of my life.
* * *
I hate genius.
I hate those who ridicule those who work hard in the name of talent.
I know that it is a feeling that comes from a sense of inferiority.
I know, so what should I do?
“… refuse.”
If you do not follow this heart, you are no longer Hector Badniker.
Charon’s head was tilted.
“If this continues, you will die.”
“know.”
“And yet you refuse? Are you saying that pride is more important than life? “I don’t understand.”
I guess so.
From the perspective of an arrogant genius, you wouldn’t even be able to see the pride of this lowly guy.
Besides, Hector has no intention of dying here.
‘There is still a chance of victory.’
While the wolves were monitoring the situation here, I recovered some of my stamina.
Hector put into words the plan he had in his head.
“basil.”
“yes yes?”
“I will make a path, so get through the gap.”
This is possible now that the number of wolves has decreased. Because there was a loophole in their siege.
Basil’s face turned pale.
“Well, then what about Hector?”
“Following soon… “I’m not sure, but it’s harder to fight while protecting you.”
“I can do my part.”
“Don’t be bluff. “I’m on the verge of collapsing.”
“but… … .”
“I should have said it at the beginning. “In this test, you must unconditionally obey the leader’s words.”
“… … .”
Hector was grateful for basil.
This is because, even in this moment of crisis, this man never once forced himself to pass the point.
I don’t know what the reason is.
It may be that he is so gentle that he cannot express his will.
However, Hector thought that this guy respected his petty pride.
In that case, Hector should also respect Youngdo Lee’s life.
“… All right.”
At that moment, I forgot the situation and burst out laughing.
‘Dwarves cry like that.’
Hector said, looking at Basil’s funny face.
“Basil, I don’t think you’re cut out to be a hero. “If you survive, look into other career paths.”
“Actually, my dream was to become a brewer.”
“okay? “I heard that dwarven craft dark beer is such a luxury product.”
“Speaking of this, my mouth hurts. “I’ll treat you to something next time.”
Charon, who had been watching the series of conversations, opened his mouth again.
“Hector Badniker, are you really going to kill both of us for a point?”
“It’s not a matter of points. “Because I’m a bad nicker.”
“What is a badknicker?”
“-Badniker does not deal with trash.”
These words were not Hector’s answer.
Something fell from the sky with a ‘kwajijik’ sound.
A wolf covered in blood as if crushed by a rock.
The boy who created that scene.
“… … .”
Hector burst out laughing.
A face as unlucky as Charon.
But now it’s a very happy face.
“… “Right, brother?”
Luan also smiled at Hector.
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