Episode 221
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I had a lot of conversations with Nancy.
The magical part.
As everyone knows, I’m not the type of person to talk nonsense out loud.
As a graduate of magic, I will never be inferior to Nancy in terms of knowledge.
It’s not for nothing that they say I graduated from magic.
{People say you’re a monster.}
“I should correct this a little. He’s not just a monster, he’s a handsome monster.”
{… … But when I see you in person, you are so different. You are very considerate and know a lot. I used to call myself a genius, but now I feel like I have become pathetic.}
Pick, I ended up laughing.
“It’s not just you. If you compare yourself to me, then even if you bring everything in this world, it won’t be enough. It’s only natural that you’ll feel miserable. Because I’m a monster, just like you said.”
Nancy laughed too.
{As I said before, my father and mother told me that I could learn a lot at the academy, so I should definitely graduate. I think they said that because I could meet people like you.}
I see.
{I didn’t say anything, but I feel like my body is getting more and more blurry and I’m starting to feel disconnected from the world.}
“It looks like that.”
{I think this is what they call attaining Buddhahood, and it feels really good.}
Nancy, the ghost, had a crush.
I didn’t know exactly what that foolishness was.
But there is something called feeling.
And as we talked, I realized.
This girl wanted to meet and talk to a student who was better than her at the academy.
To be exact, I wanted to completely shake off my obsession with the academy.
But even if you realize the conditions for becoming a Buddha, how many people in this world can see ghosts?
Since it was an event with a probability of zero and almost impossible to achieve, Nancy gave up and was about to achieve natural enlightenment.
You met me.
Then, it is not a natural attainment of Buddhahood, but rather a complete attainment of Buddhahood by shaking off all attachments to this world.
I immediately sent a message and a thought to a nearby Death Knight.
Call the inspiration.
So I talked to Nancy again and after about 10 minutes, the old man came to the bench where I was.
He came alone, without a single escort.
In his right hand, the inspiration held a piece of paper and a small button certifying his graduation from the Academy, and in his left hand he held a bottle of liquor.
As far as I know, that is definitely Durandal 47 Year Old, one of the world’s top ten whiskies, made by a whisky craftsman named Durandal.
“What the hell is going on? Nancy Mia?”
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As I sat on the bench to greet the inspiration, I turned my head slightly to the side.
To my eyes, I see a gray ghost, and to the inspiration, I see just an empty bench.
“Do you know of any ghosts?”
“Ghost… …? If it means the dictionary definition, then I know. I know, but what does that mean… … No way.”
I ended up laughing faintly.
“That’s right. It’s right next to me.”
The inspiration’s eyes began to tremble little by little.
That’s not acting.
Truly, sincerity that comes from the depths of the heart.
My inspiration knows that I have no reason to lie.
I believed it literally because I knew it.
That next to me was Nancy Mia, a great theorist who had the potential to become one of the greatest theoreticians of all time, who died two years ago.
Nancy Mia said:
{I’ve seen you come and go sometimes… … You’ve aged a lot in the past few days. I can see your wrinkles have deepened.}
Judging from the slightly trembling voice, it seems like the old man is quite worried.
“… … I thought there was nothing more surprising about you, but you surprised me once again. Can you see ghosts?”
He shrugged.
If you ever learn black magic, you’ll get a feel for what it’s like, but I can’t explain it.
“Yes, I see. Nancy is worried about you now. She says you’ve gotten a lot sagging in the past few days, and it looks like you’ve added about 14 more wrinkles.”
{I didn’t say 14… … .}
Ignored it.
“Are you going to keep doing this? This girl, she’s getting more and more hazy, I think she’ll soon attain Buddhahood.”
Only then did the old man realize why I had asked him to bring two things.
Our quick-witted old man puts down a bottle of Durandal 47 years old next to me and slowly unfolds the paper.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
“I, Rommel Einhard Assenble, as President of the Academy, hereby declare:
It didn’t seem like he was holding the weight, but the weight of the inspiration had definitely increased.
I’m not talking about physical weight.
The size of the bowl.
The size of the atmosphere.
And the size of the sincerity.
The inspiration was very serious now.
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This is what my father looked like when he was Duke Rommel.
“Nancy Mia was unable to complete the entire course of study at the Academy due to health reasons, but she has achieved excellent grades in all subjects she has completed and has contributed to the advancement of the world as a wizard. Therefore, I hereby certify her as the first graduate of the ‘Milos Academy’ and award her this certificate.”
After finishing speaking, the old man placed the button in his hand on a piece of paper and handed it over to Nancy Mia along with the paper.
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Nancy Mia slowly raises her hand while shedding tears.
Her hand touched the deed.
But Nancy’s hand only passed through the document.
Of course, I had no intention of just watching.
Let’s just snap our fingers.
Hwaruk-!
The deed began to burn slowly against Nancy’s hand.
To this extent, it’s neat as an event.
Nancy looks at me with tearful eyes.
At first I didn’t care.
I reached out and grabbed the bottle of liquor next to me, then opened the door.
Took-
A spicy scent tickles the tip of my nose.
Oh, come to think of it, when was the last time I drank alcohol?
I think it’s been a while.
As he waved his hand in the air, three cups made of mana appeared.
He picked up a glass and filled three glasses.
At the same time as you raise your glass.
“Congratulations on your graduation.”
Finally, tears flow from Nancy’s eyes.
{thank you.}
“Never mind.”
The inspiration also raised its glass.
I clinked my glasses with the inspiration, and also clinked my glasses with those floating in the air.
And then I did a clean one-shot.
“Khuh-”
“Ahem.”
I guess the inspiration is also experiencing something new.
Looking at this, it seems like you saved a lot, but it’s strange.
If my eyes are not deceiving, it seems like our inspiration has a tear in his eye.
A quiet silence falls.
A glass still floating in the air.
I couldn’t just watch that.
I reached out and drank it.
“I forgot that minors aren’t allowed to drink alcohol. You know that too, right? Because I was an excellent student at the Academy.”
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{… … sigh}
Eventually, Nancy Mia burst out laughing.
I laughed too.
The old man, who had no idea what was going on, just had a bewildered expression on his face.
About a minute passed like that.
Nancy Mia’s already transparent body began to become more and more transparent.
{I think it’s time to go.}
“Yeah. It looks like that.”
{Still, I really want to tell you this.}
“What are you talking about?”
Nancy Mia.
A bright, really cheerful smile appeared on her lips.
{Thank you. Thank you so much.}
He nodded slightly.
And so, Nancy Mia disappeared.
He literally became Buddha.
I don’t know what kind of world there is after death.
There is this world and the afterlife.
I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never actually seen it.
I’m not sure because there isn’t any.
I died once too, but I didn’t feel anything.
It’s just simple.
When you die, you just die.
Nancy Mia was a special case, and not many like it.
I’ve only seen it three times.
So I sat on the bench and spent some time there.
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There was a man.
He is the commander-in-chief of the Teslan Kingdom’s Demon Forest Suppression Force.
A mid-level master belonging to the Malon Duke family, one of the two pillars of the Teslan Kingdom.
Shushire Malone.
He was looking up at the sky.
That gaze that was so hot it almost burned, and the pupils that looked red because the blood vessels were bursting.
He seemed to have complicated feelings.
He thinks.
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‘father…….’
Adopted son.
People say this.
How can an adopted son accept a father he is not related to by blood as his biological father?
In a position of nobility that holds the very sweet fruit of power in its hands, the fact that an adopted son regards his father, who is not related by blood, as his biological father seems to those who are related by blood to be greedy for power.
Shushire didn’t care about the public’s opinion.
Because he was that kind of man.
But I didn’t like the fact that my father cared about that gaze.
So I tried hard.
Because I want to call you father, father.
Moreover, I want to completely relieve my father’s worries.
That’s how I became a master.
My father wished for immortality.
So, I made contact with the Tulcan Empire and built a bridge.
My father wanted money.
They picked out the rich and killed them.
Even though he had done nothing wrong, he made it seem like he had done something wrong and gave the money to his father.
He said he needed a woman.
Taking into account his father’s tastes, he captured any woman who caught his eye and presented her to his father.
The murders that occurred along the way were nothing special to Shushair.
It’s still the same now.
‘Jack Balantier, and Rommel Assemble, and Magyar Teslan.’
They killed my father.
He destroyed the Malone Duke family, killed the crown prince, and also killed the Duke of the Ascendible Duke family.
Why Rommel Assemble killed his own son, Duke Assemble.
Why do these ridiculous rumors keep coming out about this idiot named Jack Valantier?
There was just one question, though.
Just look at the results.
Those three are the ones who rule the Teslan Kingdom now.
There was no need to know why the Malone family was destroyed or why the nobles were killed.
For Shushair, the fact that his ‘father’ was dead was enough.
Shushair’s expression was like a vicious murder.
It’s not just an expression of simple anger.
Refined anger.
Anger like lava ready to explode.
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That was it.
Shushire slowly raised his head from the blood-stained mountains.
This was not the forest of demons.
Steel Mountains.
It is also almost at the end of the eastern terrain based on the Kingdom of Teslan.
The place where the academy went for a field trip was in the western terrain, and the distance from there to Shushire is a whopping 800km.
Why are you here?
Why did you come here?
Nothing much.
I just let out my anger.
Shushair looked satisfied as he looked at the numerous corpses strewn around him.
The reason his eyes turned red was because he had some free time to remember his father, the Duke of Malone, nothing more, nothing less.
