Episode 128
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Roland and I had a conversation.
I have of course omitted the background explanation of why the Academy is currently severely short on instructors due to my recent actions.
The person before your eyes is the head of an unprecedented group that is playing on the grand stage of the entire continent.
There is no need to explain such trivial things.
I got straight to the point, and the gist of it was this:
I plan to create a new department that specializes in teaching commerce, and I would like to ask for recommendations from within the Continental Battlefield for those who will become instructors for that department, and if possible, to send high-circle users who have relied on the Continental Battlefield to the Department of Swordsmanship and the Department of Magic.
There are a few more, but the gist was simple.
Let’s work together.
“That’s interesting. The Department of Commerce… … Are you confident that you can make it?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Roland’s eyes light up at my confident answer.
Honestly, it’s pretty sweet for a suggestion I made.
There is absolutely no harm in it.
Of course Roland would accept my offer.
I thought so, but I got an unexpected answer.
like this.
“If it’s not about the money I have to pay back, this is going to be tough.”
I burst out laughing.
“I’m just going to throw it out there out of courtesy, huh?”
I wasn’t joking, I was serious.
but.
“no.”
“Isn’t that true?”
“Yes. No.”
match-!
My hands start clapping on their own.
I can’t help but ask.
“why?”
“It does not fit with the beliefs of our continental battlefield.”
“Belief? What belief?”
Roland’s expression becomes serious.
When you listen to my story and talk about money, you listen with an attitude of not trying to be above anyone, but now it’s a little different.
As if he would never support it.
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Should I say that it is an attitude of not backing down?
This is what you call oppression.
“Do I really have to tell you that?”
I ended up licking my lips with my tongue.
“That’s funny. A belief that you can’t tell anyone is probably not a good belief.”
“… … You gambled and won money, so I want to talk about that part only.”
Oh, really.
“Why would I come here to earn money?”
“… … .”
“The purpose of working with you Continental Battlefield was first priority, and money was second. What we’re talking about now is the real core and main topic, but you’re only talking about the second priority? Why should I do that?”
“It is indeed as the rumors say.”
Ignored it.
I guess my story was a bit sudden, so you didn’t think deeply about it.
So I decided to wait a little longer.
I waited like that for about a minute.
This should be enough.
“I guess this is enough. Now tell me. Why are you rejecting me?”
Roland’s expression was still the same, and the intimidation he showed was still the same.
But, things like pressure and heaviness.
Although it is not said, it is a very abstract word and power.
But for those who know its power, who awaken to its power, who feel its power, it can be transformed into specific words.
And I am the only one in this world who knows that power better than anyone else.
therefore.
In front of me.
A sense of pressure.
Weight.
What I’m saying is that this kind of thing is meaningless.
If this is the case, then there’s nothing I can do.
I have to make him talk.
Oh my.
So this is how it ends up.
“From now on, don’t let me ask the same question twice.”
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“……what?”
“I really, really hate saying it twice. Since it’s the first time, I’ll let it slide. There won’t be a second time. If the same question comes out of my mouth more than twice? That day, the Continental Battlefield will be erased from the world.”
“……ha ha ha…….”
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Roland bursts into laughter, as if it were absurd.
however.
Did I sound like a joke to you?
“Are you laughing?”
Without saying a word, he tapped the table with his finger.
It was a simple action, but the repercussions it caused were by no means small.
A small breeze created from thin air.
The wind became a gust, and a typhoon in this closed room.
Kwaaaaaaa-!!
The typhoon swept through the area, forcibly breaking down the walls that had been sealed.
At that moment, I felt a few people running towards me from outside the closed room.
but.
Let’s snap our fingers one more time.
Kwaaaaaaaah-!!
Three unidentified men were swept away by the typhoon and thrown against a wall.
This is not magic.
It’s just a mana conversion technique used as a concubine.
Since it was inspired by the 10th circle magic, Cyclone, if I had to give it a name, I think it would be good to call it Cyclone Separator.
When I raise my head, I see Roland Lynch looking at me with shaking eyes.
But, don’t think this is the end.
A feeling of oppression and heaviness.
I have to show you the end.
“It seems like you have a very low level of faith.”
Slowly, the fingers placed on the table turned black.
As if ink had been poured on a blank sheet of paper.
“If I want to kill, then I die.”
The entire arm was dyed black, and the body was dyed black.
“If I want to eliminate something, whether it be a country or an organization, it will disappear unconditionally.”
After wrapping the soul around your whole body.
I slowly traced the table with my fingers placed on it.
Saaaah-
A black aura carved a line on the table, and a strange aura rose up from that line.
“The future that remains for you, the future that I don’t interfere with, is bound to happen somehow. In my view, you are all frogs in a well.”
I raised my head.
“Isn’t that interesting? What do you not know? Is it simply my power, or is it information about the ‘Tulcan Empire’ that even you don’t know about?”
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I don’t know when it started, but Roland Lynch stopped sitting.
The chair has fallen backwards, and Roland is slumped down in front of it.
The image of me reflected in those eyes was that of a completely blackened human.
A creature that can hardly be called human.
“You don’t know what kind of future awaits you. Do you really need me to save you? No. I didn’t plan on saving you? But, interestingly enough, you became necessary to me. So I tried to give you a chance, but you’re holding out like this?”
Roland seemed to feel and realize something for sure.
The fact that a little puppy like me dared to weigh heavily in front of a tiger.
“So, from now on, you have to speak very well. You only get one chance.”
The chair I was sitting on became a throne, and Roland, who was slumped down in front of me, became a subject, or even something lower.
“I’m just really curious.”
The reason I do this is because
I really don’t understand, that’s why I’m saying that.
No matter how I think about it, this proposal would only benefit Roland and not cause him any harm.
“Tell me. Why can’t you do it?”
Roland struggled to his feet and spoke to me.
“… … As I said before, it’s because of my beliefs.”
“So what belief? Surely not the belief that we should be politically neutral?”
“Yes.”
A burst of laughter breaks out.
This is ridiculous.
“How does creating a commerce department at the academy and taking up a teaching position there violate that belief?”
“… … .”
“As far as I know, the Continental Battlefield periodically calls in merchants and provides separate training?”
“……you’re right.”
“It’s obvious why they do it. There are many merchants who lack ability. Am I wrong?”
Roland nods.
I don’t know much about commerce, but I do know one thing for sure.
There are no professional training institutions for merchants.
That’s the Tulcan Empire, and the Ishmaelite Kingdom, etc.
There is not a single country on this continent that has it.
This is the first time we’re trying to do this, and anyone can see that it’s going to be a success.
Because.
Because I, and no one else, am creating an institution that specializes in training merchants.
Also, once that institution is created, the overall quality of the merchants goes up.
To put it a little more bluntly, commerce is becoming more active and the world is developing.
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There’s no way Roland wouldn’t know that.
“Belief… … . Belief… … .”
It may seem strange, but each person has their own unique personality.
The environments in which we live and the backgrounds in which we grew up are different.
The firm beliefs that are built in this way cannot be easily dismissed as trivial by others.
If you sell, you are being overly arrogant.
I tend to be a bit outgoing, but I still don’t do things like that.
“I also know that the founder of Continental Battlefield was from Teslan Academy. He was inspired by Teslan Academy’s law that its faculty must remain politically neutral, and modified it a bit to create Continental Battlefield. If you think about it, it’s definitely a good idea. A politically neutral merchant. He called himself a fair merchant and gathered all kinds of merchants to grow in size and engage in commercial activities. And now, Continental Battlefield has become an unprecedented organization that dominates all the merchants on this continent. It’s amazing. It’s something to celebrate, but how long do you think that will last?”
“… … .”
“Want to make a bet with me?”
“……bet?”
“What will happen to the continental battlefield if the Tulcan Empire unifies the continent?”
“… … .”
“Roland Lynch, and your relatives, and the families of your closest associates. I’ll stake my entire fortune and my life on the fact that they’re all gone. What can you stake?”
“… … .”
“Oh, I guess there’s nothing to do. Everything will be searched by then anyway. Should I write a will in advance?”
The more I think about it, the funnier it gets.
Did the Continental Battle succeed because of that belief? I admit it.
I admit, that’s it.
Political neutrality.
It’s been mentioned countless times, but it’s a very appealing idea.
However, such ideas are only necessary in places like the Academy that advocate equality in education, and they have no meaning in organizations that operate across the continent like the Continental Battlefield.
To be precise, I would say that its utility has completely ended.
Because.
For a continental group, political neutrality is an idea that is bound to create enemies.
For such an idea to survive, it must be assumed that all the nations of the continent check each other and maintain a balance of power.
But in a situation like now where an absurd monster nation like the Tulcan Empire is still standing, it is not easy to take that neutral stance.
Just once, no.
If you show even the slightest sign of wavering, it will be considered a tangled knot and you will be eaten up immediately.
That is the future of the continental battlefield.
A future in which I had no intervention.
“It’s September 6th now. If the students in the Department of Commerce want to attend the opening ceremony when the first semester of next year begins, they should start preparing now. At least one to two months.”
“… … I never said I would accept what you said.”
The title changed, the way I spoke changed, but I didn’t care.
I also started off speaking informally, so it’s strange that you care.
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Once again.
however.
“I don’t understand if it’s because he’s slow to grasp the situation, or if Roland Lynch is just more incompetent than he thought. Which is it?”
“… … .”
“Does it look like I’m asking for something now?”
“… … .”
“Because you’re not saying anything. It sounds like I’m talking to myself. Geumchung-ah, you’re slow to understand the situation. If you want to keep your beliefs, you need to understand the situation first. Why are you worrying about useless things?”
Even though I said this, the Continental Battlefield is not stupid, and the leader, Roland Lynch, in front of him is not stupid either.
