I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 518

Episode 518

Red replied with a calm face.

“Don’t you even know what the word means? You must be someone who protects something.”

“Are you saying you’re going to ignore me here?”

“Okay. What can you do if I deny it?”

“There’s nothing I can do… … But I was recognized by the Fire Dragon God and was even called Vulcan, so how can I not be kind to that?”

Red remained silent with an expression on his face that made it impossible to guess his intentions, then suddenly asked.

“Do you know what my relationship with Vulcan is and why you say such things?”

“Of course I don’t know. But didn’t you say that you wouldn’t harm me because I was Vulcan? The Dragon Lord said that Vulcan is not a personal name. It’s something you only hear about in old legends handed down in the south, but I think it’s more plausible that he had a special relationship with the Dragon Lord.”

“That’s the short-lived perspective. I might have known the previous Vulcan.”

“uh…….”

When I heard it, it was like that.

If Red was a dragon, he would have lived for a much longer period of time than I could even imagine, and naturally he would have known people I considered legendary and mythical.

Red added, during a rare moment of confusion on my part.

“Well, that’s true.”

“… … .”

“Before you answer, let me ask you a question. Is Vulcan really cut off?”

“It broke off?”

“Have we reached a point where we can no longer interfere with this continent?”

“… Perhaps not? It seemed like Myungryong-ah manifested in my body at the last moment, but honestly, if it weren’t for his help, the disaster in the South would have been much more serious.”

“I see.”

It’s disconnected… … .

Well, it is said that gods are generally unkillable beings, so it is not necessarily true that Vulcan, who exerted all his strength, died.

Somehow, when I heard that, a thought about the god of war flashed through my mind, and I imagined my relationship with the god of war while looking at Red’s characteristic red hair.

“I asked about the Guardian. Yes… … It’s a secret that you will eventually come across, so it doesn’t really matter if you tell me. If I don’t leave Butterfly Forest today, I’ll die, so you don’t have to worry about leaking out.”

“Oh, that’s right… … .”

Words are different, but do you have to say them that way?

“Thousand Guardians.”

“… … ?”

“These are literally thousand-year-old guardians. They are beings that have continued to live in some form for a long period of 1,000 years.”

“A thousand years… … .”

It’s a time unit I’ve heard of often since the incident on Earth… … .

Every time I heard it, instead of becoming familiar with it, it just became more distant.

For me, who has not even lived half a century in my past or present life, this is truly an unimaginable amount of time.

Only then did I realize why Red had mentioned the glue that had been on the table during our conversation.

Taon, the commander of Heros and also a yellow dragon, was one of the few dragons that were made public to the world.

“In fact, I am explaining them as Guardians, but of course they do not belong to the same group. Their affiliations, personalities, races, ideas, and even methods are all different. They probably do not even realize that they are colleagues. If they get into a fight, it is not strange for them to point their swords at each other.”

“Then why are you calling them all together? Can anyone simply survive for a thousand years and enter? Or have Red himself come and make a big fuss and issue them a membership badge or something.”

“Because their goal is the same. Each of them has a grudge against the Demon King or the devil, big or small, and they made a pact to drive them out by any means necessary. Maybe it’s because of that, but they’re currently going crazy in different directions.”

“Red too?”

In fact, this great wizard did not look all that well, but he did not look completely crazy either.

In the tug-of-war between madness and reason, it still feels like reason has the upper hand?

Red said, chuckling at my words.

“Of course, I am crazy in my own way.”

“… … .”

“Ultimately, we concluded that you need to be somewhat insane to deal with the mysterious being called the Demon King. The history of the past several thousand years has proven that you can never kill those gods in a normal way. You, Vulcan, should know more about what’s happening in the south than I do. Think back to how Edonis, the only former leader who has ever performed a godslaying, killed the Green Tongue Demon King.”

“hmm.”

Now that I hear it, that’s true.

Edonis, that crazy guy really murdered Tangtata in a way that was far beyond what the criminal could have imagined.

The idea of ​​putting your own blood and flesh into the Demon King’s stomach, then tearing open that stomach and being reborn as a demon is something that only someone who isn’t quite crazy can come up with.

“Cuset’s methods are inhumane. They are utterly insane. It will seem even more so to you… … . But now we have no choice but to resort to such methods.”

“Chief Taon founded Heros? Gather heroes to defeat the Demon King… … Isn’t that a very classic and sound method?”

Red chuckled at my words.

“It may be so now. But it was hundreds of years ago that Taon declared that he would establish an unheard-of organization called the Hero Organization. It was decades later that he actually put his plan into action… … It was only recently that Heroes began to receive recognition for its worth.”

“When Red says ‘recently,’ doesn’t he mean a few decades ago?”

“That’s true.”

The position of the Hero Agency Heroes is common sense to me, but it doesn’t seem to be the case from Red’s perspective.

After hearing it, I thought that might be the case.

Red chuckled like someone recalling a madman’s claims.

“Once upon a time, when a certain dragon clan claimed that they would form a group by selecting the strongest based solely on their abilities, regardless of race or origin… Do you think there was anyone who didn’t laugh at those words? Taon was criticized and insulted countless times. But he never wavered. He was a born eccentric.”

“It seems the times did not accept genius.”

“I don’t think that’s a good analogy, but let’s say it is.”

“So, does Red go around checking on these Thousand Guardians every hundred years? To make sure they don’t completely cross the line?”

“That’s right. But this cycle is a bit fast. I told Kuseth that it would take 100 years, but it’s actually about 91 years.”

“Is the reason it was brought forward by 9 years because of the incompetent king?”

“Who is the king of fools?”

“He is the King of Awakening.”

“That’s an unusual nickname… … . If I had to answer, yes. That’s right.”

I took the opportunity to ask what I was most curious about.

“Is the situation in the empire very bad right now? The newspapers are talking about an unprecedented peace.”

“That’s the nonsense of a retard. Only fools with a flower garden in their heads would believe it. It’s exactly as Kuset said. If things continue this way, the Empire will be engulfed in the horrors of war within the next five years. Half of the Empire’s population will disappear in a year, and the remaining half will die within five years. That’s my guess.”

“Is it Setitus who starts the war?”

“I don’t know about that. It could be them, another Demon Lord, or the apocalypse monster itself.”

“… … .”

“You’ve talked too much. I didn’t mean to say this. Luan Badnicker… You have a strange air about you. Is that a byproduct of the experiments Kusset conducted? Or is it your innate nature?”

“I don’t know.”

“Really? Anyway, try to survive. If you survive here today, you might be the key to overcoming the destruction of the continent.”

“Yes, please come in.”

“Where do you want me to go?”

“Take care.”

Red laughed again at my words.

“What a funny guy. When was the last time I laughed this much… … .”

“… … .”

“If you survive today, seek out the Thousand Guardians yourself and ask them what you’re curious about. Just hearing their thoughts will help. There’s one right next to you… … .”

Are you talking about Taon?

Somehow the tone didn’t seem like that.

The moment I was about to ask what he meant, Red’s new form was engulfed in flames and disappeared in an instant.

‘Why does it disappear so noisily?’

The moment I thought about disappearing into the dark forest, with that damn thing going on, a pinging sound was heard, along with the sound of waves tearing through the air.

I reflexively twisted my head to avoid the flying arrow.

A group of black elves gathered, perched on a tree and aiming in this direction.

It’s not just him.

I could sense the presence of dark elves scurrying around, and their number seemed to be at least several hundred.

There are many types of them, from those who hide stealthily and wait for their chance, to those who are out in the open, to those who ride wolves.

“… Well, it’s better than when they’re just hanging around like in a horror movie. You know what? Ghosts are usually the scariest before they even appear. But when you actually see their faces, you strangely become calm.”

“… … .”

“And you guys aren’t ghosts. What does that mean… …? If you keep nagging, you might get killed.”

I asked, snapping my fingers.

“The kid who wants to die first. Raise your hand.”

Of course, there was no response, and a group of black fairies came running towards me.

I burst out laughing and threw myself into the battlefield.

* * *

The nerves of the old tree, Kusset, are widely spread throughout the Butterfly Forest.

It meant that anything that happened here could be known, which was quite a feat considering the extent of the forest.

Of course, it was not possible to grasp every phenomenon in detail.

It takes some time to extend the nerve to the desired point, and the farther away from the old tree you are, the slower your sensation becomes.

When Luan, who had been running away, stopped moving, Kusset thought Red had finally succeeded in capturing her.

It took longer than expected, but it wasn’t surprising since the conditions were to capture the opponent without destroying the forest and without causing any damage.

So what really was strange was what happened right after that.

The two people who had stopped moving began to have a strangely long conversation.

I couldn’t even overhear what they were talking about.

This was because the mixed flames that Red naturally emitted did not allow any intrusion into Kusette’s senses.

Kuset, who felt something was strange, placed a group of black elves nearby.

It’s not that I don’t trust Red, but the unexpectedness of the existence of Luan Badniker that I heard about through reports was particularly noteworthy. It means that it’s never a bad thing to be careful.

But after a while, when Red finished his conversation and disappeared without saying a word, even Kusset was taken aback.

‘what…….’

Red’s expression was calm, and so was Luan’s. There was no sign of a fight, let alone an argument.

Kuset wondered again what kind of conversation the two had been having, but there was no need to pursue it right now.

Anyway, Luan won’t make it through tonight. It’s not just the dark fairies surrounding her that she trusts.

The thousands, tens of thousands of monsters that exist in the Butterfly Forest, the environment that can be controlled by Kuset’s will, and even the specially made black elf that has not been released yet.

If necessary, the Council could be ordered to move Luan away from the Badnikkers and completely isolate him.

Since your mother is here, you can either take her as a hostage or use Lisera Digos.

Kuset had no qualms about harboring these thoughts.

Although he was aware that his moral character was flawed, he was still confident that in the grand scheme of things he was doing the right thing.

The cause that had grown slowly over a thousand years now stood tall and unshakable.

Just like this old tree that has now become his body.

‘But you fight better than I thought.’

Luan’s fighting power was beyond expectations.

Not only did he have outstanding physical abilities, acquired mind techniques, and martial arts, but he also had a genius-level sense for combat.

The nature of not yielding to the strong and the majority may also have had an influence.

But how long can this last?

The nights are long, and the Kuset’s forces are nearly infinite.

‘I guess I should start preparing to receive a new body.’

I have no intention of moving right away.

There was a lot of work to be done before Lisera Digos could take over this important mission.

I’m increasingly looking forward to the moment when I can get my hands on that body.

So Kuset slowly unfolds his plans for the future… … .

At some point, I became aware of a strong presence coming from the north of the forest.

‘… … !’

To the north of Butterfly Forest, a steep cliff stretches out.

Beyond that is the wasteland, and beyond that wasteland is the outer reaches of the empire.

It means a land where no living things can exist.

So those who have lived on this land for a long time called the area north of the Butterfly Forest Hell.

In reality, it is not an incorrect expression, as only demons and monsters are rampant in the foreign lands outside the empire.

The being that suddenly appeared in such a place felt like it had emerged from a darkness deeper than the abyss.

Kusset, whose senses had expanded, soon heard the voice of the being standing with his back to the cliff.

“Cushette… … .”

The owner of the voice seemed certain, staring into the empty space with his purple eyes.

That Kusette was watching and listening to him.

“I will give you a chance first.”

What chance?

It was clear that the voice had not reached, but a reply came back with exquisite timing.

“A chance to explain why you attacked my son on my land.”

The Iron Blooded Man muttered as he shook his bloody blade.

“Convince me, or you die today.”