I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 509

Episode 509

I now know why I cannot consider the Badniker home as my home.

If there is a space that I consider my home, then I should naturally know everything about it.

The structure of the house, of course, but also what is around the house, which rooms are relatively cool in the summer, which areas are well-heated, the personalities and tendencies of the neighbors, etc…

… even if you see a dusty drawer, you can only call it a home if you have a vague idea of ​​what’s inside.

Whatever other people’s standards, that’s what I think.

But I don’t know anything about badnikkers.

I don’t even have a complete grasp of the family members, let alone the structure.

There are more than a few buildings that I only know what they look like, but have never even set foot in.

Even though it is only visible on the surface, we may not know how many more hidden spaces like this underground library there are.

In other words, to me, home is an unknown place, and no one can consider an unidentified place as home.

Now, the idea that the Badniker home was safer than Ulkua has been completely washed away.

Rather, the leisurely journey I enjoyed on my way back home, the journey of a few weeks, was an unexpected vacation… … .

Now, it also felt like we were back on a battlefield where we couldn’t let our guard down.

If that’s the case, then we can’t say for sure that even this underground library is a safe place.

I looked around with a moderate amount of tension and alertness, and as a result, I could see that quite some time had passed since Lise disappeared from here.

This is because there are almost no traces left that would inevitably occur if people lived there.

There didn’t seem to be anything that could be a clue.

Except for one thing.

“… … .”

A note left on the table said so.

There were about three lines of text written on it, but unfortunately I couldn’t decipher it with my knowledge.

As I continued to stare at the note, I realized that it was the ancient Elven language that Lise had been nagging me to learn.

‘I should have studied earlier… … .’

The regret that every child in the empire always harbors hit me late.

I thought to myself as I stuffed the note into my pocket.

Who would know the ancient Elven language so well? My head was in turmoil because Lise, who would know it best, had disappeared.

First of all, since there seemed to be nothing more to find, I decided to leave the underground library.

* * *

Returning to the Sogajussi of Socheoldang, I immediately realized that the missing person I needed to worry about was not Lee Seman.

I glared at the Seven Sins Sword.

The Forgotten God. This being may hold many more secrets than I expected.

No, it definitely will.

Now, I understand much better the weight contained in the name of the god of war… … .

Even though he was forgotten, I couldn’t help but think more fondly of the being who once sat in the seat of the god of war.

The problem was that at some point this forgotten god completely disappeared, completely hiding his presence.

But, since two years have passed, I thought it wouldn’t be strange if he came back again.

‘What is your lord?’

[… … .]

The Seven Sins Sword still remains silent.

“I’m going crazy… … .”

Musin is a trustworthy person.

Regardless of the many secrets this being holds, I remain convinced that the Forgotten God is not an evil being.

Through my conversations with Baek Myeong-woo, I learned many truths about the world, and I thought that now, based on that knowledge, I could avoid the restrictions that bound me to the gods.

The thing I want to ask you the most is about Demon King Behemoth, but there are many other things I want to talk about as well.

There is no way to know how the god will awaken or return.

If there’s anything that comes to mind, it’s finding the missing piece of the Seven Sins Sword?

But this is also a problem related to raising the level of the Galaxy Sword, and it is a slightly difficult problem for me right now.

Recently, I have been trying to combine the true energy and its derived martial arts, which have acquired the properties of a thunderbolt, with the Baekilsik and Yeomhwajeilgong… … .

If you add the Galaxy Sword of the God of War to this, there is a high possibility that the barely polished martial arts will become a mess. Naturally, the probability of getting possessed by a demonic spirit will also increase.

For one reason or another, I decided to put the question of God of War back in the corner of my head.

And then, around lunchtime, I asked Keian, who had served me dinner, a question.

“But what is the real reason for making this iron cage?”

“What is the real reason?”

“I don’t think it was made simply to confine me. No matter how I look at it, it’s just too much.”

Keian narrowed his eyes for a moment as if he was guessing something, but quickly shook his head.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see any point in it.”

“… … .”

If the current Keian said this, then he really doesn’t know anything. There would be no reason for him to lie to me now.

‘first of all…….’

Judging from the missing Lise and Assad’s words and actions, it is correct to assume that there is something lurking at home that threatens me again.

Asking Assad what the threat is likely to be, but he won’t give you an answer, and no one else comes to mind right now who could provide the information.

If it were the other brothers, there might be something to be aware of, but none of them have returned home yet.

‘… This suddenly makes no sense. Does this make sense?’

The more I think about it, the crazier the situation becomes.

No matter how secretive the family is, my current position is that of the head of the household.

Even if they were the Council of Elders, they could not attempt to kidnap, imprison, or assassinate the Sogaju who had finally returned alive.

‘The Council of Elders.’

The people I’m most suspicious of right now are the old farts in the elder council.

But no matter how much they find this Luan Badniker annoying, they are not stupid enough to cause trouble at home.

After a meal where I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I couldn’t tell if the food was going into my mouth or my nose…

I asked Kayan something else.

“By the way, how’s the atmosphere at home these days?”

“Are you talking about the family atmosphere?”

“Yeah. Look at this.”

I said, waving the newspaper I was reading.

“Isn’t there a couple of article titles like ‘The Sinking Badnikker and the Rising Goodspring’ these days?”

“It’s just a series of groundless rumors spread by those blinded by hot topics.”

“That’s true. But rumors aren’t as easy to ignore as you might think. I’m worried that the family members might be affected.”

“I would be lying if I said it had no effect. However, it is not serious enough for the Lord to be concerned.”

“… … .”

In other words, doesn’t this mean that non-small business owners should be concerned about this issue?

If you are a member of Badnikkers and are basically indifferent to such rumors and people’s lies, then the family atmosphere is not as good as I thought.

That means that Badnikker, which had been as powerful as an iron fortress since the advent of the Iron Blood, has been shaken considerably in the two years since I disappeared.

“Um… But Kyung, are you somewhat knowledgeable about letters? For example, the ancient Elvish language?”

“I’m sorry, but texting isn’t my forte.”

“Really? Then who would be someone you would know well in the family?”

“I might know of a language teacher or a history teacher, one of the family’s great leaders, but neither of them are currently staying at the main house. Of course, the Lord of Soga has the right to summon them, but given the distance, it would take at least a few weeks, or perhaps even longer. Would you like to summon them now?”

“No, it’s okay.”

A few weeks?

It’s time for the brothers and even the Iron Blood to return. It’s meaningless if it’s that late.

Kayan spoke again.

“Other than that, there will be the Guardian Lord Asad. The ancient Elven language is also related to magic, so Asad, the Great Mage, must have deep knowledge.”

“Lord Assad… … .”

Somehow I had a feeling that I shouldn’t show this note to Assad.

To begin with, I had a bad relationship with Lisera Digos… … .

It seemed unlikely that someone who hadn’t even clearly stated what was threatening him would readily decipher the last clue that Lise had written down.

Above all, I do not trust Assad.

“Okay, I got it.”

There’s nothing I can do.

For the time being, I have no choice but to stay quiet… … .

* * *

That night, just before ten o’clock, I opened the window and quietly escaped the shack.

After landing silently, I took in the sight of the badnikker surrounded by the curtain of night.

I burst out laughing.

Can the atmosphere of day and night be this different?

At least in Ulkua, the atmosphere was consistently damp day and night… … .

From the moment the sun set, Badniker felt as if he had entered a magical realm that could not be described as simply a ghost town or a ruin.

Wouldn’t the most important thing be whether there is a sound or not?

Ulka, where there were many people wandering around even at night, had a liveliness that could only be felt after the sun went down.

After ten o’clock, Badniker could hear only the minimal sounds of patrolmen.

Since the sound was faint, the eerie sound of the wind, the rustling of grass, and the occasional howling of animals could be heard.

In fact, the Butterfly Forest itself is a forbidden area of ​​the empire teeming with monsters, so this kind of atmosphere is not entirely unreasonable.

Anyway, I quietly started exploring, paying attention to my surroundings.

I am confident that I can hide my presence now. If I put my mind to it, I can make my presence less noticeable than a rat.

Even if you’re a badnik, you won’t be able to find me easily.

‘Should we take a look around the main building first?’

Of course, it would be absurd to step inside the main building, so I plan to just look around the area.

Even though it was located in such a special location, there were definitely a lot of people patrolling around the main building.

The one standing guard openly was a knight, and I also felt the gaze of several hunting dogs who seemed to be observing without making a sound.

“… … .”

That’s all. There’s nothing particularly suspicious. At least at first glance.

After watching the main building for a while, I left as soon as I reached that conclusion.

Then, suddenly, the thought occurred to me that the dead were those that Lissera Digos had been dealing with.

‘It was definitely the northern area, wasn’t it?’

There is no wall in the northern area, centered around the main house.

It meant that if you keep walking, you will reach the Butterfly Forest, but in the past, I escaped from Hariba with Seren and left the main manor… … .

There he encountered a ghost knight in armor.

At the time, I was shocked, but later I found out that it was a servant horse of Lisera Digos who was patrolling the northern area.

Since it was an area without a fence, they must have been tasked with exterminating monsters that invaded from the Butterfly Forest.

So what about now that Lise is gone?

Arriving at the northern area, I began to look around carefully.

“… … .”

There is no sign of anything special here either.

Even the gloomy atmosphere I had felt at the time had disappeared, and I was bewildered by the fact that I didn’t even feel the undead’s characteristic morale.

A place so clean that it feels like you’re dreaming.

But soon I could find traces that it wasn’t a dream.

“hmm…….”

A small piece of armor, dark in color, was buried among dried, twisted leaves, dirt, and dead grass.

It’s a piece of the Ghost Knight’s armor.

I was about to reach out immediately… … .

“… … !”

He suddenly turned around and quickly jumped up into a nearby tree.

Immediately afterwards, a winter wind blew quietly, and the grass blades brushed against the surface of the old trees.

The scream of the old tree, like a ghost, continued for a moment─.

Without a sound, a group of people appeared under the tree, right where I had been standing until just before.

“… … .”

The moment I saw the interest, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Gray hair, dark skin, precise muscles reminiscent of a leopard, and above all, brilliantly shining purple eyes.

That’s right.

‘Black Fairy?’

I can’t believe it even though I saw it with my own two eyes.

Black elves are now a rare species to find in the world.

Those who do not know better lump them together as a single race called fairies, but as a Badniker I know otherwise.

Fairies and dark elves are completely different races.

Apart from their long ears, they have little in common in terms of civilization, culture, habits, or characteristics.

If you go back, they may be similar in roots, but now the prevailing opinion is that they should be viewed as completely different entities.

Because they were originally a mutant race with a small population, the extinction of the Black Elves was generally seen as a natural progression.

Nowadays, when people say the word ‘black elf’, they only think of the past hero Kuset, or at best, the Iron Blooded One, who had a strong display of his characteristics.

But now, I’ve discovered a group of dark elves wandering around Badnikker’s manor.

It wasn’t one or two people, it was so many that it could be called a mob.

At least fifteen people.

“… … .”

The black elves looked around indifferently and then immediately began searching.

He crouched down and dug through the floor, kicked a tree, and made gestures as if he was listening… … .

Strangely enough, there was absolutely no conversation between them during all this.

I narrowed my eyes at the guy who was sniffing strangely.

‘Is there still a little body odor?’

It was a dangerous situation, but I was confident that I wouldn’t get caught.

After a while, the black elves who had been persistently searching the area gathered in one place without finding anything and began to move without saying a word this time either.

Since the destination was inside the Badniker, that is, towards the manor, I also followed behind them carefully.

And finally, these guys couldn’t help but be perplexed when they saw the place they had arrived at.

‘these guys…….’

Those who arrived at the vacant lot stared at a building with empty eyes.

I realized that it was the cycad hall where I was staying, and even the direction of the gaze was on the top floor.

So, originally, I was going to be sleeping when the cow gave me the words.

“… … .”

The group of black elves stayed up all night, staring at the cowshed.

As if he were a stone statue, he didn’t move an inch, just looked at me blankly without saying a word.

The group of black fairies watched the cows for a long time and then quietly left just before dawn.

“… … .”

I’m not the type of person who gets surprised or flustered by things like this, but strangely enough, the back of my neck felt cold.

I stared at the place where the black fairy had left.

The outskirts of the family… the butterfly forest.

Naturally, a certain name flashed through my mind.

‘…Black Elf Cushette.’

Strength entered my clenched fist.