EP.229 Trial of the Holy Grail (3)
Immediately after escaping from the ordeal, Kalt lay down in the grass. It seemed like he didn’t even have the strength left to lift a finger.
‘It seemed like the fatigue would remain.’
Any injuries sustained during the ordeal will disappear the moment you leave the ordeal. But the mental fatigue seemed to remain.
“That’s because you hit me four times in a row.”
I smiled bitterly and sat down on the stump.
Kalt said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
“I thought I was going to die. really.”
“What if I’ve already died three times?”
“···When I think about it, that’s true too.”
He looked quite tired.
Since I attempted more than the three times that Cardi had warned me, it was natural that I would be tired.
‘Does the number of challenges vary depending on the degree to which one is close to being a superhuman?’
A thought suddenly occurred to me.
Cardi warned him three times, but Kalt went beyond three and tried four times.
‘That’s something we’ll figure out gradually.’
“so.”
I said to Kalt with a smile on my face.
“How does it feel to become a superhuman?”
Kalt passed the ordeal.
It meant that Kalt had reached the realm of superhumanity. Since it was my first time seeing the birth of a superman, I was curious about what changes had occurred in Kalt.
“I’m not sure. “It’s not like there’s been a dramatic change, but my body seems to have a little more vitality…”
“You don’t know?”
“yes. “Perhaps I need to swing the sword a bit to get a feel for it.”
You have to swing the sword to get a feel for it.
“Clap,” I said, clapping my hands.
“Do you want to have a fight with me?”
“···yes?”
Kalt looked at me with a subtle gaze, then sighed and wiped the corners of his eyes.
“As soon as you become a superhuman, the superhuman slayer’s checks come in…”
“Superman…what?”
“I’m a superhuman slayer. “Superman Slayer.”
what is that? As I tilted my head, Kalt slowly stood up.
“People who are good at cutting off dragon heads are called dragon slayers. Then, wouldn’t it be a superhuman slayer who is good at destroying superhumans? Do you know that, senior?”
“what.”
“Senior, there are already two superhumans who have created half-assholes.”
“oh···.”
The sword demon was bound by a master-servant contract.
I have half of the initiative in the Gwangindo contract.
In some ways, both of them were no longer able to fulfill their roles, so the expression that they were half-assed was not so wrong.
‘Oh, is that really true?’
I’ve already screwed over two superhumans.
Since I had nothing to say in response, I thought for a moment and raised my arms. With his middle finger and thumb pressed together, he pointed at Kalt with the tip of his outstretched index finger.
“Now there are three, then.”
“···yes?”
Sigh!
When I snapped my fingers, sparks flew out. A spark of mana sprang up, and in an instant, the completed spell flew towards Kalt’s forehead.
Smite.
A spell fired from close range.
However, Kalt avoided the spell by simply tilting his head back. As if he knew exactly where the order would come.
Kwarung!
A heavy blow landed in Kalt’s back.
Kalt himself, who had avoided the spell, must have been surprised as he opened his eyes wide and looked back and forth at me… and then smiled.
“I’m not the same person I used to be, senior.”
It was a very confident smile. Resisting the urge to hit him, I asked Kalt back.
“You said you didn’t know the difference until just now?”
“You probably don’t know much about it until you start moving your body. “As I move, I can feel the change.”
Kalt dusted himself off and stood up, placing his hand on his waist. What he was holding in his hand was a sword.
Sreung.
A silver-white blade was pulled out with a cool metallic sound. Kalt lightly swung his sword with the tip pointed at one of the trees lined up.
Suddenly.
The swing is light.
The path drawn by the silver-white blade is clean.
The sword was swung, but just as I was about to think that nothing had changed.
Tick, Tididik.
The fallen leaves, blown by the wind, begin to split one by one. The sword was aimed at the tree, but the result of the swing had no effect on the tree.
Tididididik.
The fallen leaves were falling into pieces.
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I looked at Kalt with my eyes wide open.
“Wow, what the f*ck?”
It was a sword strike that was close to a stunt.
I clapped and clapped. Kalt swung his sword in the air a couple more times and then looked back at me.
“I have observed Kuntel’s swordsmanship from the battlefield for a long time. “Observation is my specialty.”
Talent as a tracker.
The talent to observe and understand something.
“So, in theory, I understood what kind of action and process Kuntel’s technique would take and what result it would lead to.”
Of course, just because you understand it doesn’t mean you can use it.
While muttering that, Kalt lifted his sword.
“But now it’s different.”
Kalt smiled happily.
“It’s not right away, but if I keep practicing like this… I think I can definitely reach it. “I guess this is what Kuntel said about the ‘limits to growth’ being broken.”
I said, looking at Kalt who was satisfied with the hilt of his sword.
“They say that’s what it means to be a superman. “I’ve never experienced it, so I’m not sure.”
Expand your skills and strengthen your body so that you can demonstrate perfect swordsmanship in any situation. And, most importantly, overcoming the limits of growth.
“There isn’t such a dramatic change. If there is a dramatic change, the things that have been built up over time will burst out as the wall comes down.”
Ultimately, it is an area of effort.
What you have built up will never betray you. It was a phrase that Uncle Kuntel had a habit of saying.
“… Now that I think about it, it’s strange.”
Kalt stroked his chin and looked at me.
“Senior, aren’t you a superhuman?”
“I’m not a superhuman. “I have never felt a wall or crossed it.”
“···But you still don’t press the button.”
“I did it and it worked.”
“how?”
“I don’t know either.”
It was a problem I had never thought deeply about.
From the beginning, even Uncle Kuntel looked at me and declared, ‘I’m strange.’ How can I know that even the most knowledgeable man doesn’t know about superhumans?
“I just live my life assuming that’s the case.”
Despite my words, Kalt still seemed to have his doubts answered and continued to ask questions.
“Isn’t it difficult to see you as having a unique constitution like a shrine, a saint, or a warrior? Senior, are you not human by any chance? This is the most credible…”
“If I weren’t human, would I be going through this trouble?”
I’m struggling right now with my lifespan.
“Well, I can still guess.”
I muttered, resting my chin.
“In the end, doesn’t that wall come out only when you feel its limits? “When I heard you say it, you said it was something you felt when you had a gut feeling that ‘I can’t compete with you,’ or when you reached a limit to your growth that you couldn’t overcome.”
Kalt nodded.
I said harshly.
“If you get stuck, can’t you just go back?”
“I don’t think it’s that kind of wall…”
Then I don’t know.
I said that and shrugged my shoulders.
“Anyway, congratulations Kalt.”
To have reached the level of superhumanity.
The dream I had longed for came true.
“Now I can eat with peace of mind.”
“···yes? I beg your pardon?”
While Kalt’s eyes were wide open, I tapped his shoulder to wish him well in the future.
What is the good of having good subordinates?
A smile spread across my face at the fact that I would be able to leave it to them without any burden in the future.
“Please continue to take good care of me in the future.”
“…Can I hit you?”
“Are you sure?”
2.
Mana’s trading professor’s office.
Rania was scribbling something with a bunch of calendars and the bachelor’s curriculum lined up on the table. After teasing her fan for a while, she raised her head.
‘It’s not easy.’
What I have written is a plan for the next three years.
It was more difficult than I thought to organize what I had only thought in my head into text.
“What is this?”
Still, Rania nodded as she looked at the rough plan. Some minor modifications may be necessary, but this is enough for now.
“You can do it too, superhuman!”
It was a really cool topic.
Of course, I wrote it down lightly… but the process of reaching the goal is by no means light.
‘I confirmed that the Holy Grail’s performance was solid…’
The Holy Grail Trial was more difficult than imagined. This was something Rania overlooked.
Even Kalt, who was infinitely close to the level of superhuman, narrowly passed the test. The difficulty of the ordeal that Kalt later heard about was far beyond Rania’s expectations.
“This is Kuntel’s appearance when he faced Ganikalt.”
The strongest prosecutor.
Dealing a ‘blow’ to such a prosecutor.
That was the ordeal given to Kalt.
‘I don’t know exactly how the difficulty of the ordeal is measured, but…’
I had no idea how much time it would take for the students I had chosen to overcome an ordeal of such difficulty.
‘I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but.’
This required a change in perception of the Holy Grail.
The Holy Grail was merely something that allowed one to become a superhuman without losing it, and was not a convenient relic that lowered the difficulty of becoming a superhuman.
Although the plan was shortened before obtaining the Holy Grail.
Nevertheless, the fact that it is not easy does not change.
“The next three years.”
A turning point that will come in three years.
Before that point arrived, it was necessary to complete the plan, even if it meant overdoing it.
The second and third truths.
A madman’s whisper.
The ancient kingdom of Arcadia.
Rania’s eyes calmed down as she recalled the things she had seen and experienced recently. She reviewed her overall plan again and again.
Three years.
If it’s long, it’s long, but if it’s short, it’s short.
Prior to full-scale ‘education’, Rania feels the need to quantify the direction and level to go.
“I guess I’ll have to see it sometime.”
What kind of ordeal will these children face?
3.
Mana’s trading professor’s office.
“yes? “Of all the people I’ve ever met, who is the strongest?”
Belnoir blinked at the somewhat unexpected question.
‘Is this a verification of ideology?’
Of course, if you don’t say, “I am Professor Rania,” you will be stigmatized and have to suffer through assignments… Isn’t this the type of ideological verification?
“huh. The strongest person. “The person you felt was a wall.”
However, looking at Professor Rania’s serious expression, I thought it was not such a light question. Belle Noah thought deeply and opened her mouth.
“… To be honest, it is the apostates that I fear most.”
city at night.
The being that I saw when I was kidnapped.
“It is heterogeneous, so… should I say that the lineage itself is somehow different. “It’s like we’re not the same life…”
It was a feeling that was difficult to explain in words.
As Belnoa was wandering, Rania nodded.
“I know what it feels like.”
Because I’ve experienced it too.
After saying that, Rania added.
“Not that one. “A person who longs for or thinks the same way… I want to reach that place.”
“That’s right, Professor Rania.”
It wasn’t something I said out of curiosity, it was sincere.
When the apostates were defeated, Belnoa saw Rania increase her life expectancy on the scales. The brilliance that filled all around her at that time is deeply embedded in Belle Noah’s mind.
“At that time, the image of the professor rushing towards the apostate, scattering platinum starlight, probably seemed to me…”
“You’re screwed.”
“···yes?”
Rania pressed the corner of her eye.
“I guess I did, but this got a little complicated. Umm…”
Rania, who was moaning, suddenly turned her head and looked at Lark who was sitting next to Belnoa.
“Lark, what about you?”
“Hmm.”
Lark touched the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth.
“First of all, the opponent who felt the wall was the sword master, Draka. “At the last moment, I felt a wall in the technology I encountered…”
“But didn’t I tear that up?”
“Yes?”
“Then the strongest person in your head is…”
“You are the great Professor Rania.”
“Well, leave out the great one.”
Rania sighed.
I glanced at Belnoir and Lark with a gaze that saw her sad.
“I think you guys are going to have a lot, a lot, a lot of trouble.”
It was an incomprehensible look in Belnoir’s and Lacroix’s eyes.
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