Episode 133
I once said this.
To those who know, they see only as much as they know, and to those who don’t know, they see only as much as they don’t know.
I, a 5th circle person, am on par with someone who has reached the level of a master.
Above all, I avoided the surprise attack of the guy.
So leisurely.
Also, I didn’t even raise my spirits right now, I just used mana.
It’s natural to be surprised.
I took a small step back.
“Thanos, no matter how you look at it, your strength is your divine power.”
“Divine power, are you talking about that?”
“Wouldn’t it be a shame to let that much muscle rot away? Not just anyone can build that kind of muscle.”
He slowly moved the longsword he was holding in his right hand to his left hand.
Everyone is amazed by that simple movement.
Why do you insist on moving it with your left hand?
What if the opponent is a master?
The one who noticed the reason was the teacher sitting on my shoulder.
[I always thought… something was strange.]
He slowly lifted the Silarion he was holding in his left hand.
Silarion, shining brightly while soaked in strong energy.
Anyone who looked at it could see that the energy density was much higher.
See ‘right hand’.
[… … Were you left-handed?]
It’s not that I was hoping for some dramatic reaction or anything.
The reason why I’ve always swung my sword with my right hand instead of my left is simply this.
There really wasn’t any particular reason.
Even if I swing my sword with my right hand, there’s no one who can be my opponent, so why use my left hand?
What that means is that you can just use your left hand whenever you want.
To put it a bit the other way around, it also means that I have no intention of using my marriage certificate right now.
“Are you surprised?”
[Yeah, I was surprised.]
Of course, it wasn’t just the teacher who was surprised.
Exile, who was right in front of us, was surprised, Gray was surprised, and our little ones behind us all just had their mouths wide open.
anyway.
“Thanos.”
“Yes, my lord.”
He slowly cleared his throat and said.
“In the past, there was a race called the Ogres.”
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“An ogre?”
“Large in size, strong in strength, and superior to any other race… … It’s probably described in history books like that. Haven’t you heard of it?”
“I’ve heard that they’re a species that went extinct in the past.”
Thanos is an Academy student.
There are countless subjects taught at the academy, and history is one of them.
During that history, there are records of several races that existed in the past but no longer exist.
Ogre is one of them.
It existed until its glory days, and then it became extinct.
Why did I mention them now?
“I didn’t actually live in those times, but I know one thing for sure. Ogres, their power is definitely beyond imagination.”
From before until now.
The stories that came out of my mouth were stories that no one cared about hearing.
“Dragons strengthen their bodies while attempting to become humanoid. Why couldn’t other races do the same? Ogres are a prime example of such a race. They only pour their mana into strengthening their bodies.”
“… … .”
“The Ogre technique of pushing the body to its limit, forcibly breaking that limit, and then pushing it to the limit of limits, is now out of practice, so no one but my master and I know about it, but in the past, that technique was called ‘rigid body technique.’”
The entire left arm that was holding the sword began to swell little by little.
Thump-!
My heart is pounding and my mana is rushing.
The swollen muscles compress and swell again.
My arm, which had returned to its original shape, had some very tough-looking tendons sticking out.
This is now the second stage of the Rigid Technique.
One more time, I repeated the above process.
Step 3.
One more time.
Step 4.
A blinding light gathered on my arm, and Exile, sensing an ominous energy, jumped up from his seat.
This time, the bastard’s power.
The guy whose whole body was dyed blue was definitely a warrior.
The sword he wields.
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That trajectory.
I can clearly see the sword of the bastard aiming for my head.
Slowly and quickly.
He swung his left hand.
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
The blue-tinged Exile’s sword soars upward.
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My sword also rises upwards to match his.
A brief moment.
Exile was now beyond bewildered and even shocked.
It’s clear just from looking at that expression.
He let his guard down now.
In contrast, I was always cool-headed.
He gripped the rising Silarion tightly again.
The moment when you forcefully change direction and swing again.
Even the astonished Exile reacts, albeit belatedly.
The dagger that had been hidden began to move again.
But it was too late.
I once said this.
They say that a fight can be won or lost in a single moment of brilliance.
That is the moment.
Silarion grazes the bastard’s neck, and his dagger stabs my right shoulder.
That was the end.
Slowly, I let Silarion hang on the floor.
A moment of silence.
In such a silence that it seemed as if nothing had happened.
Bam-
Thud-
Blood flows from my shoulder and soaks the floor.
He raised his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the dagger embedded in his right shoulder.
The guy didn’t care about his hands.
It just happened naturally.
As he draws his sword, a red line is drawn across Exile’s neck.
Red blood starting to seep out there little by little.
Wide open eyes.
Exile doesn’t understand what’s happening.
like that.
Toouk-
Exile’s cleanly severed head fell to the floor.
I slowly raised my head.
Those who watched the absurd fight.
So many of them are all silent.
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That category also included the teacher.
A 5-circle mana user defeated the Master.
I used to act like I was the only one in the world, using the power of the soul, but now it’s a different story.
A complete victory.
He let his guard down, he seized the opportunity, and he didn’t miss it.
This is a victory achieved through sheer skill.
To be exact, I achieved victory only as a ‘Mana User’.
I slowly turned my head.
The knights of Marquis Hermann with a bewildered expression.
My gaze was above them, and they were below me.
Strong.
Supreme.
reign.
I will always be a winner and I will always win.
Because I’ve never lost before.
There is nothing to lose.
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Thanos’ gaping mouth showed no sign of closing.
Couldn’t close it.
The feeling of awe.
It’s an emotion you don’t get to feel that often in your life.
But Thanos felt that emotion more than he thought.
And that too from just one person.
‘My lord… what is your identity?’
Jack Valantier.
Rumors of the past were meaningless.
Look at what’s happening right before your eyes.
Jack defeated the man who was clearly the master.
The dark energy that has been shown so far.
They say it’s called a match, but I won without using that energy and just with my skills.
Thanos had a moment of thought.
My lord, are you perhaps a god who came down from heaven for me?
It may be a bit childish, but considering how much progress Jack has made so far, it’s not such a childish idea.
Every time I hit a wall.
Whenever the future seems bleak.
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Jack always shows the way.
Thanos knows.
How poor your talents are.
That may have been the case before the mana circle was broken, but that’s the reality now.
4 circle mana user.
A mana user with no potential for further development.
In front of such Thanos, Jack defeated the Master with only 5 circles.
Rigid body technique.
It’s a technology I’m hearing about for the first time and have never experienced before.
principle.
I think I know vaguely.
Jack’s strength grew, his muscles grew bigger, and he compressed them.
A technique that involves repeating inflating and compressing.
The art of making the body stronger… …abbreviated as Kangcheol.
A past technology said to have been used by extinct ogres.
A technique acknowledged by Jack in terms of increasing strength.
If you learn that skill.
I am.
Couldn’t it become stronger?
Thanos thought so.
Jack mentioned something called divine power and demonstrated something called rigidity.
Thanos’ eyes blaze.
I want to learn.
Really, I want to learn.
Thanos wasn’t the only one who thought that.
The same was true for Dean Gray next to him, and for Sel and Charlotte behind him.
The same longing blooms in their eyes.
I want to become stronger.
I always want to be by Jack’s side.
Jack slowly turns his head.
Jack’s appearance in the light.
And here’s Jack holding a shining sword.
Who, regardless of gender, could not fall in love with that sight?
He says.
“What are you staring at me like that for? I know. I’m handsome.”
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* * *
I turned my head again and looked at the knights of Marquis Hermann, who were absent-minded.
Well, do I need to explain further?
“Dolsoeya.”
Dolsoe, who had been watching the situation with our kids from behind, quickly approached me and spoke.
(Yes, my lord.)
There was also a yard lock next to it.
“Your friends are over there.”
The lifespan of our locks and padlocks is at most three to four months.
It must have been able to last at least 6 months before the academy was reorganized, but because they were working it too hard, its lifespan was drastically reduced.
Then what should I do?
I need to find a replacement, oh my goodness.
I rolled in on my own two feet.
“What are you doing? Go quickly and just pierce the heart cleanly.”
(insect!!)
Two Death Knights charged towards the knights of Marquis Hermann with such frightened expressions, and I sat down with my butt pressed against Exile’s torso.
It is a situation that cannot help but make you curious.
As I said, this guy must have come here to naturalize me.
What’s important here is whether the Crown Prince actually gave the order.
If the order was to specifically point out Jack Valantier and bring him to the Tulcan Empire… … then the story gets a little more complicated, and if not, well… … I don’t know.
Honestly, I don’t know, so I’m going to try to find out from now on.
I reached out to the head of our Exile, which only had its head left.
“[Vindictive Knight.]”
A black aura rises up and surrounds Exile’s head.
That brief moment.
Slowly, the black aura disappeared, and Exile’s closed eyes opened.
The guy says.
(……Am I alive?)
The tone of voice became quite heavy, unexpectedly.
I ignored it and got straight to the point.
“Was it the Crown Prince’s order to recruit me?”
I asked a short question and then kept my mouth shut.
If it had been something like a lock or a padlock, my curiosity would have been satisfied immediately, but that guy was different.
(Why should I say that?)
I let out a sigh.
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As I’ve said before, I really try not to make Masters into Death Knights if at all possible.
The reason is that this situation is happening now.
I guess you could say it’s a kind of resistance.
Death Knight is clearly a concept of a summoned creature that is subordinate to the caster.
But, a being with dignity does not properly accept that subordination.
It’s probably because it’s not a case of completely subjugating and devouring the opponent’s soul itself, but honestly, someone like me could devour the opponent’s soul as is.
The problem is, there’s nothing to be gained by doing that.
