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The dark underworld is inhabited by residents who do not see sunlight.
Danash. Underground cities built by Danan Dagda Mor of the ancient earth.
This huge underworld, built for fairies, became a retreat for demons, and many demons flocked to Danash to escape persecution.
-Ttogak ttogak
A middle ground connecting the underworld. There is a large cavity like a temple there.
No, it’s actually a temple. A temple for fairies that pay tribute to Danan of Earth, who gave up the underworld called Dana Shira for the fairies.
The end of walking down a path slightly lit by a bonfire. The appearance of popularity there was easily captured by my nocturnal eyes.
“Wolves and vampires. Even the fairy elders are all here.”
“I was waiting for you, Ilusan.”
Edna took a look around the spacious conference room.
In this place where hundreds of believers were praying together, there were only about 30 people sitting down.
Since this is a meeting to decide the direction of the Mine Village Association, the number of people is being selected, but as expected, this number is small.
“I can’t see some people.”
“He died. He was helping children escape from extinction and did not survive the full moon.”
Destruction. Jeruem… refers to the sacred place of Catholicism. Demon hunting, carried out secretly away from the eyes of Protestants and the royal family, frequently occurred in remote areas outside of bustling cities.
“Even though laws banning discrimination are enacted, these guys are acting like they don’t care. This is a sign of something.”
The person who made the lamentable guess was the elderly fairy Leprechaun.
He lived a leisurely life running a shoe shop in the village, but since he was the oldest elder, he served as the head of the mound.
“Is it a snake again?”
“······okay.”
snake. Within the mound, that title is both a derogatory term and an object of fear.
How many of them have been torn apart by snakes and their compatriots caught in the annihilation of Zeruem over the past ten years?
“Damn snake bitch… I should have killed her then.”
The one who threw a tantrum was a black york dog who was in a pack of wolves and dogs. But some who know the whole story just sigh.
“······.”
A wolf with beautiful silver fur. Kush, the wolf elder who leads the beastmen, knew that the agenda was unfavorable to me and remained silent.
A vampire elder sneers at him.
“It’s all thanks to the bastards who went crazy during the full moon and messed up their work.”
“What? Glastig…! Are you trying to join us!”
The wolves and dogs growled at the quarrel raised by the vampire who was their pet dog. The Great Elder did not allow the two groups, the two most powerful forces in the mound, to enter into a fight.
“Stop. What’s the use of blaming the past? This is also our karma.”
Edna did not bother to say that the anger caused by that karma has been burning us for ten years.
“As you know, the movements of the new religious sect are unusual these days.”
Before mentioning him, Edna first expanded on the situation she had gathered.
“······Yes. The saint killed the Pope and the cardinals in droves.”
“The saint… must have been a representative moderate?”
“I can’t believe that kid beat the Pope and cardinals to death.”
The rampage of the saint, who instantly overturned the power structure within the church, is a cause for concern even in Mound.
Since the Witch Revolution 100 years ago, the rise of the Zeon Church has become a breakwater that prevents demons from being killed outright.
This is bound to be a cause for concern for the residents of Dana Sh, who live in hiding under the connivance of the Zeon Church.
“······Considering the saintess’s disposition, she must have been friendly towards us all along?”
It was Kush who opened his heavy mouth. Perhaps the one who benefited the most from the saint. Even he, who looked down on humans, took a step back when it came to saints.
“The problem is not the saint. It is that the Church of Zeon is being reorganized. Even the bishops and cardinals.”
“······no way.”
“It was discovered that Bishop Gres, who was scheduled to be recommended as the next cardinal, fled to the Jeruem shrine.”
“······.”
Kush’s silence was shared by all.
Very few people in the Church of Zeon are aware of the existence of Dana She’s allied group mound.
First of all, the Pope, saints, cardinals… and a very small number of bishops. Unfortunately, Bishop Gres is in that minority.
“Isn’t it a big deal? If Bishop Gres reveals something about Danash…!”
“It will definitely fall into the snake’s ears.”
The elders of the mound could not hide their sad feelings.
After that incident, the snake viciously hunted its own people and searched for them.
Mound was immediately struck by the irrationally persistent anger. A collision with a snake will only end if one of the two becomes extinct.
It was Edna’s words that changed the atmosphere mixed with sighing and lamentation.
“What if there was a way?”
“What do you mean?”
Edna was able to convey his message, which was scheduled to be revealed soon, sooner. This is both gambling and cheating at the same time.
“Corin Locke. He contacted me.”
Indeed, which one will accept it first?
“Head of the Union. Let’s elect the fairy king Finnvara. “It’s an old tradition, but the shoemaker would know.”
“I’ll help you if you want. Join the new world.”
A forest sage who came into contact with Corin Locke at some point. Edna intuitively felt that it was self-evident that the world would be in a state of shock, no matter which of the two it was.
* * * *
I remember my fight with Tates Balthazar.
“You do the basics! “Try to speed up a little more!”
The continuous appearance of poisonous dragons, in a fierce battle that seems to test the limits of use of territory. Each of his movements enlightens me.
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“Don’t be too overconfident about your territory with invincible skills. “It may seem like a continuous area, but there is always a gap between activation and re-activation.”
The end of a knight’s martial arts. A statement that treated even an area as a type of technology.
His stride, the way he holds the spear, his center of gravity extending to the tip of the spear, and his artistic control.
Even before his physical ability, he was overwhelmed by his creative skills. I’ve met many strong people, but excluding him, I’ve been overwhelmed by only three in martial arts.
Sword Emperor Garand Aden.
Beautiful King Ohad Breath.
and······
“Don’t be distracted.”
puck! A spear piercing through the cracks of consciousness. Although it was said to be a non-lethal treatment, the fortune-telling technique with heavy striking power hit a vital area.
“Ugh…!”
rolling around on the floor He reflexively covered her head to avoid a concussion, but was hit in the solar plexus and was out of breath! I’m stuck.
“Corin…!”
I see my teacher running hurriedly towards me.
Now that I think about it, I was unable to defeat my teacher until the very end…
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The back of my head is pounding. It feels like a soft lump of flesh is wrapping you comfortably. When I opened my eyes, I saw Master looking down at me.
“How long did you pass out for a few seconds?”
“About eight seconds.”
“Just leave it alone.”
“How could I do that to you?”
Master stroked my forehead with his soft palm and smiled. I can’t believe that a teacher with skin this soft and like a baby’s hand is one of the best spearmen.
“More than that, is the area where you got hit okay? I guess I used too much force inadvertently.”
“I think you’re too soft on me, Master. I think you should be a little stricter.”
“Hehe, has my future self ever scolded you?”
“Hmm… I don’t think there is one.”
“Then~ There’s no need to be strict with such a great and great disciple.”
“······.”
It may be surprising, but this person… is very resourceful. I’ve never heard anything bad from this person.
“Hey, why don’t you at least pretend to be angry for once?”
“Umm…”
Master Erin looked troubled by my words. She closed her hand, which had been stroking my forehead, and then alternated between her fist and mine several times, making a difficult decision.
“Gyaoooo…”
bean! Master’s hand gently presses my forehead.
“······What was that just now?”
The teacher seemed embarrassed by my question. I cleared my throat, but what came out was a small voice.
“Ho, tiger instructor?”
mimicry. Is this what you want to say, this person?
“Hehehe…”
It was more like a cat than a tiger… and a wet cat at that.
“Ugh…”
The back of my head, which was resting on my knees, shook thanks to my teacher who was twisting his toes. She couldn’t straighten her back, her shoulders were bent, and she asked an evasive question.
“Well, anyway, what were you thinking like that?”
“The fight with Tates.”
“ah······.”
“He is an enemy, but I have no choice but to admit it. He is strong. His strength and skills… he will have to be much stronger than he is now to be able to fight him.”
“You can do it.”
Even after receiving 740% correction, I was overwhelmed. Considering that this was a correction value that was possible because Dun Skies, Doomnorix, and Ohad Breath were all in one place, in the final battle… they would have to fight at a much lower level than this.
‘If you target the precepts, the difference in specifications will be reduced…’
But the difference between him and me is not simply a physical difference.
“Its strength is due to its frighteningly skilled spear skills and…”
“A talent of a different kind. Just saying it is a talent for martial arts is not enough to explain it.”
To be honest, there isn’t much difference between Master’s and Tates’ spear techniques. Skills that are so close that each person considers the other to be just a piece of paper apart. but······.
“If I fight a hundred times, I will probably lose the hundredth time. The reason I was able to defeat him 80 years ago is purely thanks to Clara.”
“What on earth is that? I’ve seen the Sword Emperor Garand fight. It felt similar to that.”
“Do you know that being strong and winning are different?”
“······Is it mental theory?”
Master shook his head and denied what I said.
“Sometimes, even in history, there are beings born only to fight.”
“An example would be the bright Danan Lu who stood up to Balor, the giant king who defeated King Nuada.
“A strange talent for defeating an opponent that cannot be defeated. An alien martial arts skill that carelessly ignores the numbers on specs. An innate luck to win. There is a fate that seems to give him victory as if the times.”
I’ve heard something similar… From the sword emperor Garland Aden, from the swordsman Runia Aden… and from the teacher from the previous episode.
“You also have such an alien power. Have you ever been in a battle where you overwhelmed your opponent?”
“Most of them weren’t.”
Obviously, I was fully prepared. There was also a backup of the precepts, and the ingredients for victory were gathered. That’s why I was able to win.
“Whether it’s strength, weapons, terrain, or luck… the natural talent to pour it all into ‘winning’──”
──The talent for victory.
Master said so.
“Right now, you may still be lacking and weak. But this teacher is sure. You have the talent of a hero that is like your destiny. That talent is by no means inferior to Tates.”
“Something… I don’t feel it.”
I was an ordinary earthling. I, who lived a life far from violence, have such a talent.
“No matter what, I have to develop this talent quickly. The fight against that guy is really not far off now.”
“You mean the future you experienced?”
“······yes.”
An unforgettable nightmare in which you died after saving me.
“Baby, my beloved student. This master will protect you at any cost. I have no doubt that your talent will blossom and you will succeed me──”
I pinched the bridge of Master’s nose with my clenched fingers.
“W-what?!”
“I told you, don’t say that.”
“Ugh… Well, I’m still a teacher…”
“If you keep acting like this, I won’t treat you like a teacher.”
“You’re doing it too much.”
I was lost in thought as I looked at the bridge of my nose that was red. This person is willing to sacrifice himself.
“Master, you went too far.”
I adjusted my posture and nuzzled my face against her thighs and belly button.
“Whatever happens, don’t die. If you do this again… I won’t forgive you.”
“Huh…!”
“Answer.”
“Ha…how can I defeat you?”
Anyway, please defeat your disciple.
“Master, you must live with me for a long time. You will live your whole life receiving help from your disciple.”
“Uh, huh? Well, those words… hmm…”
Somehow, Master’s voice is like candy melted in the sun. When I looked up, I saw my teacher, who was red-faced, covering his face with both hands.
“Master?”
“Wait a minute. Let’s stay like this for a moment.”
Why is he like this? This happened frequently in previous episodes, but it was especially frequent in this episode.
Well, the teacher says so, so I guess I have to do that. It’s nice for me to rub my face on Master’s soft thighs.
-Jeeeeee!
“this.”
Unfortunately, it looks like this happy time is coming to an end.
“Student Corin, what are you doing as you said?”
When I turned my head, I saw Madame Joséphine looking this way, frowning.
“Professor, would you please lend me your knee?”
“Sigh… this is not the time. Student Corin, it is as you said.”
“What does that mean?”
“Yes, it’s getting to a dangerous level. I think we need to move.”
“It was five days before school started. It’s a bit late.”
“Corin, is this what you said?”
“Yes, but it went as planned.”
Master understood what I meant as if it were natural. Information that is shared only with Master and Lady Josephine, who are the commanders for security reasons.
Preparation based on future events. The incident that would mark the end of this summer vacation was caught on Mrs. Josephine’s radar.
“Come on, let’s get ready. It’s the last event before school starts. You know what I gave you earlier, right? Put that on your head.”
“Ugh… I had it from my student, but why do I have this?”
“Uh-huh, there’s a reason for everything. Professor Josephine too.”
“······Isn’t a mask better to hide your identity?”
“You don’t really have any intention of hiding it?”
I grinned as I tied the scratched circlet on my head.
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As the start of school approached, they attacked first-year students returning to Merkava Academy and were intercepted by an unexpected intruder.
A strange strongman who does not waver even in the face of dozens of professional assassins.
Although he looks young, he doesn’t show any trace of fear or at least caution.
“Uhm…”
“ha······.”
And behind them, there were two women wearing strangely scratched circlets. The saboteur who appeared, leading them like flowers in both hands, waved his hand at the student who was his target.
“Junior Rashid, can you see everything from here?”
“Seo, senior? The chairman and the head professor too?!”
The assassins were agitated by the words of their target, who was looking up at them with a blank expression.
The academy’s chairman and chief professor? Aside from the chairman, the only senior professor at Merkava is the Witch of Space.
“Hey, you guys.”
A young man named Seonbae who appeared leading such big names. He asked, looking down at the assassins.
“Do you know why we are strong?”
“What are you talking about?” Before he could even react, he was shouting as if he had been looking forward to this situation and this line so much.
“That’s because he’s a runaway ninja——Won! Professor Josephine?”
“It’s embarrassing, so please don’t do that.”
“Clara… why are you killing our Corrin?”
“······no.”
“”···············.””
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