I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 95

Episode 95

The situation was quickly resolved.

When Hector woke up from a faint, Badniker’s knights appeared.

“… “What is this?”

The one standing in front was a familiar face.

Was he definitely the vice-captain of the Iron Blood Knights?

Now, he is a talented person who might become the general manager.

Hector called him aside and explained the situation.

“Priests and small religious leaders, and the devil is coming… … . Master, are you serious?”

“I was just telling you what I saw and heard.”

“her… … . Something like that happened in Badniker’s territory… … .”

The vice-captain had a hard time believing it, but since it was Hector who told him the story, he seemed to accept it for now.

Could that attitude be acting?

I don’t think so.

In other words, Badniker’s disgusting plan is a top secret that has been completely hidden even from the vice-captain of the Knights.

“It will hurt a little.”

I also had a technician attached to me, and this technician stopped the bleeding on my severed arm and asked,

“Where is your severed arm?”

“why. “Would you like me to put it on?”

After speaking, I wondered if I had spoken informally for no reason, but this guy looked particularly younger than the other knights, so I guess it was okay.

At most, around my age.

“We’ll have to see the situation to find out, but for now, that’s it.”

“If it wasn’t around here, the devil would probably have eaten it.”

“… okay. “I’m sorry.”

Then I heard Hector’s voice.

“Have you seen any other spirits?”

The vice-captain said with a heavy face.

“The people we have secured are at the retreat camp, but not many are safe.”

“… okay.”

“Please follow me first.”

I followed the vice-captain back to camp.

The camp we arrived at in just about ten minutes was reminiscent of a battlefield that had just ended.

“it hurts… Uh, oh… … .”

“Hey, Gilbert… … ? “You’re kidding, right?”

“I’m running low on potions! “Is there anyone who has it?”

“… … .”

The area where the instructor’s building was located was full of injured people, and those who appeared to be knights and employees were moving around frantically.

The area where Banmyeong Yeongdo-dong is located was relatively quiet, and it seemed like most of the bodies were buried there.

Then, I noticed a familiar face in the direction where the injured person was.

“Charles.”

“… ah.”

Charles looked at me with a mesmerized look on his face.

“what’s the matter.”

“… that is.”

A very cracked voice.

This is my first time seeing Charles like this.

Feeling an ominous feeling for some reason, I looked around.

Not only Basil, but also Eddie, Shinba, and Zeros, who would join later, were nearby.

Fortunately, no one seemed to have any major injuries… … .

Not a single face was visible.

“What about Mir?”

No matter how small the guy is, he has blue hair that catches the eye even from afar.

With such a gloomy forest as the background, it shouldn’t be difficult to find.

“… “Mir protected us.”

Charles said, still with a blank face.

And then I realized that Charles’ eyes were always looking somewhere.

Only then did I find Mir.

At the place where the body was buried, there was one corpse who was unusually small in physique.

“Protecting the weak… They say he’s a hero… On my behalf… … .”

“… … .”

What crossed my mind at that moment were the last words I said to Mir.

– You protect those guys.

– Protecting the weak is what makes a hero.

It was said as a joke to ease Mir’s nerves, but I guess it wasn’t a joke to him.

Mir fought to keep what I roughly said.

Literally with all my might.

“… “I am disqualified from being a hero.”

Charles’ voice was wet, but I couldn’t say anything.

* * *

When I came to my senses, I felt a soft texture covering my whole body.

Thanks to this, I realized it was a bed even before I opened my eyes.

‘… Did he faint?’

It’s not strange since the condition has been bad all along.

“Ugh… … .”

It is difficult to raise the upper body.

It wasn’t just because of the side effects of bleaching.

“You’re awake.”

Then I heard a welcome voice next to me.

This is Keian.

“… “How much did I sleep?”

“Today is the fourth day.”

“I slept for a long time.”

“The body… … .”

Are you okay? Maybe that’s what he was trying to say.

Keian couldn’t speak until the end and closed his mouth. His eyes were on my empty right arm.

“… The family is looking for a high-ranking cleric. “It is said that the Council of Elders is actively pursuing this, so you can expect good results.”

“I see.”

I answered calmly and stood up.

My whole body was screaming, but first I wanted to move.

“Let me help you.”

“no. are you okay.”

He refused Keian’s attempt to help him and moved on his own.

For rehabilitation, it is good to do at least light stretching.

Keian, who was quietly looking at me, opened his mouth.

“There was a call from the council of elders.”

“Why are those gentlemen again?”

“well. However, if you still have difficulty moving, please rest a little more. “I will take care of it.”

I shook my head.

“it’s okay. “How long?”

“When he woke up, he immediately asked for a message.”

“Then tell them I’m awake. In the meantime, I want to eat something… … .”

“I will prepare in a moment.”

Keian left, and after a while, the maid brought a well-boiled stew.

Oddly enough, I couldn’t really taste it, but I ate a few bowls to satisfy my hunger.

At the end of the meal, Keian returned.

“There is a customer who would like to meet you, Master. Actually, I’ve been staying at my parents’ house for two days now… … .”

“who?”

“This is Lord Dodds Helvin.”

“… … .”

I know that’s Evan’s father’s name.

Kayan spoke again.

“If you don’t feel comfortable meeting me-.”

“no. “Where are you?”

“This is the reception room on the first floor.”

“let’s go.”

I headed to the living room with Keian.

I had a terrible body and it wasn’t easy to walk, so I ended up being helped by Keian in the middle.

“ah… … !”

When I opened the door to the living room and entered, I saw a middle-aged man with a haggard complexion.

I heard that he was once a knight, but it seems he didn’t train any further after retiring from the front lines.

Although he wasn’t fat, he had flab everywhere on his body.

“It’s called Dose Helvin. “Are you really Prince Ruan?”

“you’re right.”

“Well, I see. nice to see you. “Is this Dodds Helvin?”

“You just said that.”

I looked like myself, but this man didn’t look all right either.

I feel like I haven’t slept a wink in days.

And I shamelessly asked a subject that I knew clearly, the reason why Dodds was like that and the reason he came to see me.

“Do you have any business for me?”

“Well, that…” “I heard that you were in the same group as my son at the retreat.”

“… … .”

“Have you seen Evan by any chance?”

Immediately after the Demon King disappeared, Evan Helvin disappeared.

Is Evan dead?

Or was he reborn as a small religious leader?

As of now, we don’t know.

“well.”

“Well, I see… … .”

And after hesitating for a moment, he asked me with a determined look on his face.

“Evan’s body has never been found. He is still missing… … .”

“… … .”

“I heard that Badniker’s Butterfly Forest is bigger than most territories, so I think it might be hiding somewhere… … .”

Dodds looked at me with desperate eyes.

“Is it possible that Confucius could use his strength…?” … ? As you know, the forest is a place where outsiders like me cannot set foot, so in order to search, Badniker’s power is a must-.”

Keian cleared his throat and revealed his presence.

Dodds, who was pouring out words at a rapid pace, flinched and lowered his head.

“Excuse me, sir.”

“no. “I’ll try posting something to Badknicker.”

“Really?”

“Just don’t expect too much.””

“of course! thank you… … .”

Dodds kept nodding his head.

If it weren’t for the difference in social status, he would have grabbed my hand.

After a brief meeting with Dodds, I headed straight to the place where the elders’ council was being held.

Along the way, I asked Keian.

“Have you heard anything about Evan?”

“That’s right.”

Kayan, who nodded, asked.

“Did something happen to Youngdo Evan?”

Although Hector told the vice-captain about the small cult leader.

It seemed like the identity wasn’t even revealed.

So aren’t there only a very few people in Badknicker who know Evan’s identity?

“Well… … . “Anyway, where are you going now?”

“It’s another parlor.”

“Didn’t you say you were going to meet the council of elders?”

“yes. He is there now.”

It’s surprising.

I thought he was strutting around in the trial room.

“A distinguished guest has arrived.”

“Distinguished guest?”

Kayan looked at me and said.

“This is Good Spring.”

* * *

Good Spring.

A great family whose prestige rivals that of Badniker.

However, his relationship with Badniker is obviously not good.

To be more precise… In Good Spring, Badknicker is kept in check to an excessive extent.

Perhaps because of Badniker’s direction as the head of the family, most of the hostility of the family members is directed towards the Dark Church.

Goodspring is different.

During its heyday, it was a family that even exercised influence over the imperial family.

Since this is a family that values ​​power above all else, they regard Badniker, which has grown explosively in the past few decades, as a thorn in their eyes.

“Goodspring anyone?”

“This is Sandria Goodspring.”

This is my first time hearing this name.

Perhaps guessing what I was thinking, Keian explained.

“He is the current elder of the Goodspring family, and was once one of the most powerful spiritists in the empire.”

Why did such a big name come to Badknicker?

And why did you call me?

I suppressed my doubts and opened the living room door.

Of course, Keian did not follow this time.

“There you are, Luan Badniker.”

“… … .”

It was a room ten times larger than the reception room where Dodds was just located.

Surprisingly, there weren’t many people.

Just three people.

First of all, Agenor Badniker.

The chairman of the council of elders and the representative who effectively leads the family when the Iron Blood Prince is away.

Next to him was Assad, with his seaweed-like hair flowing down as usual.

Today, his face was more than just tired, he was tired.

He looked at me and waved his hand slightly, so I lowered my head.

And the other one… … .

She was a middle-aged woman with half-white and half-blonde hair.

‘Is this Sandria Goodspring?’

I understand once again why Seren felt lonely in her family.

Their impressions were so different that it was impossible to believe they were of the same blood.

Sandria’s impression itself was warm and friendly, like that of a bakery lady, but I also felt uncomfortable for some unknown reason.

I bowed my head slightly and sat down.

Agenor opened his mouth while looking at Sandria.

“Well, now that the person concerned is here, let’s start talking in earnest.”

“That’s right.”

Sandria smiled and spoke.

“The daughter of this family who participated in the family’s ceremony has died. I ask you directly. How do you plan to reimburse this?”

“Let’s skip the petty war of nerves, Elder. We have an oath that we received directly from Seren Goodspring. “It said that Badniker would not be held responsible for any external injuries or even death during the retreat.”

Agenor said with an expressionless face.

“Still, is there a reason why I called you here? “To avoid annoying noise.”

“What a bothersome commotion?”

“Don’t act like a fool. “I already know that Goodspring had some kind of meeting with the Yeongdo families who participated in the retreat.”

“… … .”

“No matter how many oaths there are, if many families have a central point called Good Spring, we will be quite tired. Badniker’s only enemies are the devil and his heretics, and I don’t want to waste my energy on useless things.”

Sandria laughed.

Somehow, I could feel the mockery in the laughter.

“As expected, Badknicker. You still have a great sense of duty. But Chairman Agenor. “Let us make one thing clear.”

“what.”

“The signature was for Badniker’s retreat. On the other hand, the daughter of the main family died after being caught up in the ritual of the devil’s descent. Do you think those two deaths are the same?”

“… … .”

“You couldn’t even notice that a priest had infiltrated there and couldn’t stop the ceremony of the devil’s descent… … . To be honest, I have doubts.”

“What a question.”

“Did Badniker really know about the plan?”

Then Agenor hardened his countenance and spoke.

“Be careful what you say, Elder. Are you saying that our Badniker was in cahoots with the church?”

“It can’t be. However, if your family values ​​demon hunting above all else, they may have tolerated this plan even if they knew about it in advance. “To kill the priest.”

“… … .”

“And no matter what the process was, it’s surprising that only Badniker’s blood relatives survived.”

At that, Agenor pointed at me and said.

“Luan Badnicker almost died. “You know because you saw it yourself.”

Sandria’s eyes turned to my empty right sleeve.

Only then did I realize why Agenor had called me here and almost burst out laughing.

Sandria said with a slightly steamy face.

“… Well, that’s good. Let’s skip this matter for now. “The Chairman seems to be reluctant to engage in a unnecessary war of nerves, so I will get to the point.”

“Please speak.”

“Goodspring wants one thing. “Badniker members of [Heros] are suspended from hero activities for one year.”

Agenor’s eyebrows twitched for the first time.

“… “Are you saying this in your right mind?”

“Of course I am always sane.”

It was the moment when Agenor’s mouth opened again.

“I accept it, yes.”

Assad spoke for the first time.

“Instead, we only omit performance reporting, not the activity itself.”

“That means… … .”

“Badniker can’t stop hunting the cult. Anyway, Good Spring’s purpose is to lower Badknicker’s performance rate, so it doesn’t matter, right?”

In general, the power rankings of great families are based on their achievements in Heros.

Badniker maintained first place for a very long time thanks to the performance of Iron Blood Ball… … .

If there is a gap of one year, not only Goodspring but also other families may catch up.

Such falling behind means that the gap in influence between great families is shrinking.

That’s probably what Goodspring wanted.

As expected, Sandria said with a satisfied smile.

“Since the Archmage says so, I have no choice but to yield.”

And the moment I saw that, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

The crowd’s attention turned to me, and Sandria asked.

“What’s so funny about Badnicker’s young master?”

“well… … . “If you don’t mind, there’s something I’d like to ask the elder of Goodspring.”

“Please speak.”

“What is your relationship with Seren?”

Sandria blinked her eyes and said.

“In my family, I was the child’s godmother. “She was a great aunt in a private way.”

I asked, looking at the self-proclaimed great aunt.

“But you don’t even ask how Seren died. “I thought you called me because of that.”

I know it’s not the place for someone like me to talk.

Still, as I listened to their conversation, I felt like my head was spinning.

I got up from my seat.

“It looks like you don’t have any business with me, so I’ll just go.”

It would have been right to at least bow my head, but I didn’t want to be polite to these disgusting monsters, so I left the room right away.

And as I was walking down the hallway, soon someone blocked my path.

“You have one temper.”

“… … .”

It was Assad.

Even though I saw what was in the room just now, I responded without being particularly surprised.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“Not really.”

“Then let’s go. “I feel like I’m in terrible shape.”

“you? “Do you have anything else to say to me?”

There is nothing in particular.

While I was thinking about that, something curious suddenly occurred to me and I asked.

“Where is the matriarch now?”

“It’s not in the main house.”

Although the whereabouts of Iron Blood Ball are top secret, I thought Assad would have a relatively good understanding of it.

That statement is probably true.

I nodded slightly and headed toward the room, when I heard a voice coming from behind.

“Anyway, I’m glad you survived. “Luan.”

“… … .”

The moment I heard those words, I stopped walking and stood there.

‘… Are you glad you survived?’

A tingling shock ran through my entire body, as if I had been hit in the back of the head.

* * *

returned to the room.

And even though there was a bed, I laid down on the floor and looked at the ceiling decorated with an unwieldy chandelier.

– Anyway, I’m glad you survived.

It’s as they say.

I survived.

Master predicted my death, but I survived in the end, creating a different outcome.

So, did I succeed?

Not at all.

Now I know my condition.

I was feeling on the verge of going crazy.

Badniker, who tolerated the deaths of dozens of people in order to kill the priest.

Goodspring only pursues profit even though a child like their daughter has died.

The face of Dodds Helvin, who longed for his son’s survival, and the profile of Charles Rubietta, who was looking at Mir’s body.

The image of Seren left alone in the winter forest came to mind one after another.

You survived?

That’s not it.

This is just a joint venture.

I didn’t take life into my own hands, but I was just left with some breathing room.

At least now, I was a warrior and could not be said to be alive.

“… “At best.”

I was furious at my own patheticness.

They went back to the past, boasted that things had changed, and acted as if they knew the whole situation and had it under control.

The result is this.

The results are so pathetic that you want to beat yourself up.

but… … .

Conversely, if I had tried my best, would anything have been different?

I’m not making excuses.

At least during this retreat, I didn’t let down my guard.

I did my best to attend the retreat while maintaining tension.

Nevertheless, the wall between the priest and the devil was high.

Luan Badniker, who was at most fifteen years old, was not an opponent that could be defeated even after training for a few months.

For example, if I were given the same opportunity again, I wonder if there would be anything I could change.

It’s almost like I’m laughing out loud.

It may have been a presumptuous thought, but even the Master’s intention became suspicious.

If the future that Master originally saw was my death, was this outcome what Master had hoped for?

What are the results?

Dozens of spiritual leaders died, but I survived and the priest died, so that’s it.

Did Baek No-gwang, the best in the world, really think like that?

‘Plague… … .’

I reunited with Baek No-kwang in my memory.

Master smiled faintly at me.

It was a somewhat satisfying smile.

‘What’s so satisfying?’

I was so dumbfounded that I asked, but the teacher in my memory grinned and said.

– Have you realized that your best is not enough?

… yes.

– Do you have a desire that you definitely want to achieve?

That’s right.

I answered in my mind and at the same time looked at the Master in my memory with puzzlement.

In memory… is it?

– Then, you are the youngest.

– As of today, you have entered Gangho River.

Then, an unexpected voice was heard.

[Conditions have been met.]

“what?”

It’s a voice I’ve heard somewhere before.

I’m sure I heard it during the protection ceremony, in the world beyond the mirror.

[The Holy Mountain’s protection is activated.]

… And the vision in front of me reversed.

The surrounding scenery melted like a watercolor painting, and dazzling light filled my vision.

I blinked my eyes.

It took some time to get used to the light.

“… ah.”

Before my vision became clear, the familiar air first reached my lungs.

Afterwards, the wandering vision took shape, creating a familiar place.

A mysterious place surrounded by fog.

The peak of a rugged rocky mountain where it is difficult to find a single blade of grass.

I saw someone standing in a shabby place there.

“… “Master?”

Did Baek No-kwang call me again?

This is the moment when I cautiously opened my mouth.

[Is he the youngest?]

A unique voice was heard.

It was a familiar voice too.

“… Fourth death penalty?”

[You’re finally here.]

The fourth disciple of Baek No-gwang, the best in the world.

My brother and sister-in-law looked at me.

fantasy,