〈 Episode 315 〉 Junior and descendant (1)
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Rania van Trias.
Her name no longer means only a genius who achieved outstanding results at a young age.
『The Trias family produced two heroes…』
『Rather than being treated simply as a magic family, they devoted themselves to the nation and, by extension, to humanity…』
『Hero, Rania Van Trias.』
Not a genius, but a hero.
There are only a handful of heroes who can protect humanity from disaster. While even the few people who reached the level of superhumans were unable to drive out the disaster, a wizard appeared to succeed the gray wizard.
Galahar, the warrior of the Holy Spear, has died.
Kuntel, the master of the sword, has long since fallen.
Sword Demon, Draka is not in his right mind.
Even the madman, Kelhalm, could not avoid the weakening.
This is a new talent that has appeared as humanity’s power is being diminished. A talent with enough strength to even deal with disaster. The world cheers at that fact. Because I was thirsty for the birth of a new hero, I spoke even louder.
It’s okay if she has no intention of going into battle.
The public is enthusiastic about the fact that mankind has such power, and that mankind also has a secret weapon that can lead to disaster.
Her appearance and her mystery will also play a part in that enthusiasm. While so many reporters are publishing stories about Rania Van Trias…
“Oh, it’s not something…”
Rania van Trias.
Her work hasn’t changed one bit. Rania let out a long sigh. She hasn’t changed anything. Oh, there really isn’t one.
Prepare for class as always.
Prepare assignments to present to students.
If I feel like today’s class is not enough, I hold back students who are going to eat and hold an extended class.
‘If there is a person who is lacking, take him in and reinforce him.’
It’s just a repetition of everyday life.
Compared to a year ago, nothing has changed. Oh, only the subject name has changed slightly. Not Mana Transactions (Basic) but Mana Transactions (Intermediate).
“You will teach the second grade class this year.”
“yes? “Master doesn’t do it?”
“Last time I looked, didn’t you have a strict curriculum? “Don’t make a fuss by opening another special lecture for no reason. Just take charge of it.”
Although it was originally a lecture that Roselle was in charge of, the reason for handing it over to Rania is extremely simple.
“I’m afraid of what might happen if I leave the new students in your care. Just teach those who taught nicely. “I will teach first grade.”
Nightmares should not be passed down from generation to generation.
Roselle felt something while watching the students dying in Rania’s class. He intended to completely hand over the title of Nightmare to his disciple.
“You do it.”
Rania did not refuse at all.
With a bright smile, she took charge of the students she had been teaching, and the students, who had been facing Aplia’s nightmare for two years, could only scream.
“Something isn’t right.”
As the days of teaching second graders continue, Rania feels somehow dissatisfied. It’s a long, shameful complaint that comes out of her mouth.
Freshmen look up to themselves.
I’m thrilled that there’s someone like me at Aplia, and when I’m drinking coffee at a cafe, I keep feeling eyes staring at me.
But what about the students Rania has been teaching since last year? Even though such a rumor has spread, their reaction is nothing but boring.
‘No, is this true even though everything is known?’
I am such a great person.
Lee Da-ji is also a big person.
It’s okay to look up to them with some respect.
I will allow you to do so.
It has been announced that he is the official successor, inheriting the Gray Wizard’s magic power. Even though it is such a situation, the way students look at them has not changed at all.
“Tsk…”
Rania quenched her appetite.
I wasn’t expecting a dramatic reaction. Still, I thought there would be some reaction. For example, ‘I am honored to learn from Professor Rania!’ Same reaction.
“Ugh.”
I feel somewhat disappointed that there is no such response.
I can only sigh in disappointment.
As I was sighing, someone knocked on the professor’s office door. Rania’s head snapped back.
‘if···.’
Are you a student who came to visit you?
I was so embarrassed in front of others that I asked, ‘Is this article in the newspaper really true? ‘Really, Professor?’ Because I couldn’t ask, it might be a student who came to visit me separately.
‘Yeah, it’s strange that no one asks.’
widely!
Rania smiled brightly and put down her coffee cup.
“I’ll go, Master!”
Roselle frowned as he watched Rania run away in a huff. Because the intention is so obvious. Roselle shook her head as she watched her student run away with dark anticipation.
“Big, hmm.”
Rania, standing in front of the door, cleared her throat and lowered the raised corners of her mouth. Rania opened the door, maintaining her expressionless expression.
“Okay, what happened…”
“Professor Rania.”
The person standing in front of the door is Chloe.
A candidate for the next hero, and a child who knows his identity. He was secretly disappointed by that fact and lost the expression that Rania had been maintaining with great effort.
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“What is it, Chloe? “What’s going on… huh?”
“Professor, Belnoa. Belnoa…!”
Chloe is sobbing.
Chloe shouted in a moist voice.
“I guess Belnoa hates me…!”
What kind of nonsense is this?
There are so many students who look at you with eyes in Aplia whenever you walk around.
“Uh… would you like to come in first?”
2.
Rania listened to Chloe’s sobbing words for a while. It was closer to dating advice, but it was extremely embarrassing for Rania.
‘What on earth is love?’
Rania has never been in a relationship in 28 years of her life. Rania has never even read her common romance novels. Of course, she has never felt love that makes her heart pound.
‘No, I’ve never felt my heart pounding.’
It wasn’t a very sweet situation, and my heart was pounding like crazy when I felt like I was going to fall behind.
‘Then am I in a relationship with Ganikhalt?’
As she listened to Chloe’s words while thinking about such trivial things, Rania’s expression became increasingly serious.
“Belnoir is talking to me, but he keeps looking somewhere else.”
“uh···.”
“Even when I ask, he doesn’t answer well…”
“Yes···.”
“Nod your head one beat late. Just as if you were thinking differently…”
Rania slapped her forehead.
‘f*ck this…’
Rania seemed to know the answer to this question. It’s impossible not to know. Because Rania knows the mysterious woman who hangs around Belle Noah.
“Uhm…”
Rania swallowed dry saliva.
Chloe looked at Rania and asked a question.
“By any chance, did I do something wrong? Have you done something to deserve hate? I think I did it…”
“Uh, that Chloe?”
Finally, Chloe tries to dig.
Rania opened her mouth with difficulty.
“Well, it’s probably a little different from what you think. Belnoa is not that type of person.”
“still···.”
“It’s really going to be okay. don’t worry.”
Rania slowly turned her head while comforting Chloe. At that moment, Belnoa was taking a walk in the square visible from the window. Bel Noah was walking through the square with his ears covered, and someone was riding on his shoulder.
‘Ah, we made eye contact.’
The Shadow Dragon Lord, who was riding on Belnoa’s shoulder, waved his hand at Rania. Rania reluctantly waved her hand at her.
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【Contractor, what did you call this place?】
“Aplia. Aplia.”
【What is this?】
“It must be a flower.”
[Even flowers have names, right? There is nothing without a name. What is the name of this yellow and red thing?】
“I don’t know either.”
【Then what about this?】
“It must be a tree. “I don’t know your name.”
【You don’t know anything. Ignorant man logo.】
Belnoir sighed inwardly.
The god he served was extremely talkative, but the problem was that he couldn’t ignore that voice.
“Well, my ears keep ringing. What’s going on?”
【Are your ears ringing?】
“You have a very unique voice. It’s like whispering in your ear…”
【Aren’t you actually whispering?】
Suddenly, she turned her face towards Belnoa and smiled. Belle Noah let out a sigh as she turned her gaze away from those eyes that seemed to be sucking her in.
“A sound is ringing. How can it not work?”
【Well, wait and see.】
She cleared her throat a few times.
And then he opened his mouth again.
[Is it better if I say it this way?]
“It’s much better.”
[So, contractor.]
“yes.”
[What is the name of this?]
“I don’t know either. What are you curious about so much? “Someone like God.”
[It’s no use calling me God anymore. Because I too have fallen a long time ago. It’s not as tangible as it used to be.]
She laughed bitterly.
[Have you ever wondered why I keep asking your name?]
“no. “I’m not really curious.”
[···what?]
“I’m not really curious… I’m curious. yes.”
Belnoir, unable to bear the gaze glaring at him with his eyes wide open, spoke out. Only then did the Shadow Dragon Lord shrug his shoulders and continue.
[Because I have no name.]
“Why aren’t you there?”
[I lost it. There is no reason to have it.]
she laughed
[There are no more shadow dragons or my children in this land. So, there is no reason for me to exist… or to have a name. Then I ended up forgetting it.]
The blowing wind is dry.
In the dry wind, the shadow dragon’s master laughed.
[So, I keep asking. Maybe my name will be attached to the things that have bloomed in the reborn world.]
name.
“I don’t know the names of those plants…”
Belnoa slowly opened his mouth.
“I’m Belnoa.”
[Know. Didn’t you tell me last time?]
“It means an abandoned child.”
[Did you mean that?]
“Yeah, whatever. It’s not my favorite name. The parents who gave me names are both dead. No, I gave my son a name, but what is an abandoned child? “An abandoned child.”
Belnoir grumbled and sighed.
“Still, whatever it is, it has meaning.”
It’s an unpleasant name, but it has its own meaning.
Belnoa asked a question as he looked at the fallen god who stayed by his side.
“Did the name you had have any meaning?”
[There was.]
He smiled as if he missed her.
[There must have been. Although I forgot.]
“You seem to have very poor memory.”
[That’s what happens when you live long.]
Belnoa took a step forward, sighing and laughing.
“You will soon face a trial.”
[test?]
“Yes, I will meet you in a rather unique space… I think I will probably meet someone named Belial.”
[What to do with someone who is already dead and crumbling?]
“I don’t know either. “It’s a bit difficult to explain.”
Anyway, said Belnoir.
“Before that, let’s hear the story.”
[what?]
“The Black Storm, Belial. “About the guy who signed a contract with you a second time.”
The Shadow Dragon Lord chuckled.
[Yeah, well.]
She looks up at the sky.
She muttered as she looked at the stars in the sky.
[I will tell you as much as that strict child allows.]
3.
Lac Van Grace closes his eyes and thinks.
What comes to mind is the person I encountered in the sacred place.
The character’s name is Grace.
The person who established the name, symbol, and everything else of the family to which Lark belongs. Before the ordeal, Lark recalled the aftermath of his encounter with that person.
“I’m a sword master, but I don’t really like sword weapons. “In fact, the ax fits my hand better.”
A collapsed stone statue.
A place where light flows like a stream.
There, Grace spoke to Lark.
“Still, my teacher taught me how to use a sword.”
“I have talent.”
“He said that these teachings will be useful whether you hold a sword or an axe.”
He drew his sword.
He aimed the drawn sword at Lark.
“That was right.”
“In the end, what my teacher taught me was not how to use a sword. Cutting down what you want to cut. To take down what you want to take down. “He taught it.”
He threw down his sword.
“I’ll tell you too.”
“How was it that I, who was not suited for swords, was able to become a swordsman?”
And then he grabs the air again. What was caught there was not a sword. It is a crude-looking axe.
“Start from here first.”
he laughed.
“I, the people of the North, did not fight with humans. I have been fighting against nature since I was born. So, there is no way a sword meant to fight people would fit in the hand.”
Grace is the guardian of the North.
The North has always fought against nature.
“What I encounter is always nature.”
“What is blocking me is also nature.”
“I don’t cut people. “If there’s anything I need to cut down, it’s nature itself.”
Lark remembers him holding the ax and unfolding it.
When it reached its peak, the technique displayed through the great sword was also visible. Lark cannot yet fully imitate the latter. However, if it is the former.
If it is an ax that you are familiar with.
One herbivore could be fully spread out.
“······.”
Lark quietly closes his eyes and remembers that.
Drawing that movement in his head, Lark pulled the ax from his belt. Then he let out a short breath and waved his arms.
Galatric type, dog(？）.
The first type of chogyeonsal.
Lark’s ax draws a strange trajectory.
This is followed by the sound of something splitting, and the sound of something falling down, like the sound of something falling. Lark opened his closed eyes.
“oh.”
Lark let out a short exclamation.
A part of the dense forest was cut down. The sunlight that had been blocked by the tree branches was now shining brightly, illuminating the blade of Lark’s axe.
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