Episode 24
It is no wonder that the teacher is dumbfounded.
But what can we do if that’s true?
The silent teacher opened his mouth.
[I don’t like storytellers. Do you know why?]
embrace.
There is no way I don’t know.
“Because their stories, which are a mixture of boastfulness and subjectivity, distort the truth and history of the past.”
[When I see you, that kind of storyteller comes to mind.]
To put it simply, they see me as a braggart.
He shrugged.
“I haven’t decided on a career yet.”
[Well, let’s say he’s a kid with the potential to be a storyteller. Now, answer me.]
I looked at my teacher with a puzzled expression.
[Child from the future. If there was a character called ‘I’ in your story, what would you say in this situation? Tell me.]
I sat down in front of the teacher and scratched the back of my head.
Oh, really.
Do I really have to say this?
“Get out… … Is that what you’re saying?”
[You certainly have the talent of a storyteller. You could say your path was already decided.]
“I’m starting to feel a little sorry, Master.”
[I am not your teacher.]
I looked at my teacher blankly and thought.
You’re still the same.
And you are the teacher in my memories.
He stood up from his seat with a smile on his face.
Then he slowly pulled out the sword at his waist.
The teacher still looks at me without saying anything.
“What I’m going to do from now on may seem a little rude, but I’m going to do it anyway. Even if you hit me, I’ll humbly accept it.”
The teacher said nothing.
Could it be because the temperature difference between my playful appearance just a moment ago and my current appearance holding a sword was extreme?
If not, by any chance.
[You are using your soul energy…]
This is probably because I am raising the spirit level.
At that time, my eyes were focused on the pillar behind the ‘Dragon’s Chain’ that was binding the Master.
I called it a stone wall, but the exact material is ‘dragon vertebrae’.
“Julius Teslan, I didn’t see him with my own eyes, but if I had seen him, I would have killed him.”
I am now trying to cut off all the chains and pillars that are binding the Master.
Thump-!
My heart beats loudly, and an indescribable, magical energy engulfs the surroundings.
It was different from when I killed the Marquis’ soldiers.
At that time, I only opened up a part of my class, but not now.
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electrical energy.
The best marriage I can pull out right now.
My soul’s cry to break free from the Master’s bonds.
[Wait! If I break this chain… … no, this pillar, this place… … .]
“I know.”
I interrupted the teacher, took a deep breath, and continued speaking.
“I know this. If I break this pillar, this place will collapse. That’s why I’m breaking it.”
I have never seen a more romantic person than you, Master.
Although he didn’t say it out loud, the situation is simple.
The one who imprisoned the Master here is Julius Teslan, who is currently called a hero in the world.
And Teslan made a ‘promise’ to the Master.
I’ll come back here someday.
But the bastard did not return here.
It was a false promise, but the Master must have believed it.
So after waiting for 10 years, waiting for 40 years, waiting for 50 years, the Master realized.
Oh, I’m abandoned.
The Master could have broken free from the chains that bound him, and he could have escaped from this cave, but he did not.
He probably just didn’t want to come out into the world and just wait for death here.
In fact, in his previous life, the Master carried out his will.
I really don’t like that.
The promise of Julius Teslan, which was neither a vow nor an oath but just a lip service, left him with great honor and his master with terrible loneliness.
I said it clearly.
He said that he hates the royals who use the name Teslan about ten times more than he hates the Marquis of Valanti.
It’s funny now that I think about it.
What is 10 times? Even 100 times would not be enough.
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Anyway, if I hadn’t come here in my previous life, Master would have died alone and lonely.
“I’m not like that little Julius. I won’t talk nonsense, I’ll just show it with my actions.”
Although we didn’t say anything, the place where Master and I are right now is exactly in the middle of the rocky mountain.
The depth is about 3000m.
If I break that dragon’s spine, this place will collapse.
In other words, it means being completely buried.
The impact was so severe that the entire area around the rocky mountain was turned into scorched earth, and the aftereffects were felt all the way to the king’s buttocks in the palace.
“You can close your eyes.”
With those words, I swung my sword.
A single sword without an inch of hesitation.
Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki!!
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It was nothing more than a simple downward slash, except that the surrounding space was distorted and there was a creepy sound of the air being torn apart.
Yes, my sword passes through the chain and touches the pillar.
Crunch-!
The chains and pillars broke so easily, and those that broke naturally turned to dust.
Anyone who knows how strong a dragon’s bones are would have been speechless and rubbed their eyes if they had seen this phenomenon.
But this is just the beginning.
First, I hugged the teacher who was sitting blankly with one hand.
Seriously, it seems like it’s been a long time.
It’s nice to see you embracing your teacher like this.
“I am indeed your disciple, Master.”
The teacher was still staring blankly at me, seemingly speechless.
Kugu-kung-!!!
A strange tremble occurs above the high ceiling.
Then, with a cracking sound, the surrounding rocks began to crack like a mirror.
Even in a situation where it seemed like the ceiling would collapse at any moment, I didn’t lose my composure.
I lifted my left shoulder to the teacher who was making a blank expression and smiled faintly. The teacher’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.
What are you thinking?
Are you still thinking about my identity?
Kwakwakwang-!!
Eventually the ceiling collapses.
I slowly readjusted my sword as I watched the huge pile of rocks falling from the ceiling.
“[The place where I stand is my own land.]”
The Master’s eyes grew as big as lanterns at the words flowing out of my mouth.
“[Nothing will invade or touch my land.]”
Among the four types of Spirit Sword, the first one is Sansan.
A style that focuses on defense rather than offense.
At that moment, as a huge boulder fell from the ceiling and was about to collide with me, my sword stuck into the ground.
Oh my god-!!
With the sound of a mirror breaking, the world stopped.
In a world that had stopped, everything around me moved backwards, as if reversing the flow of time.
The falling rocks slowly rose into the sky, and the rocks rolling in from both sides stopped in their tracks and slowly rolled outward.
And this happened in a split second.
Before even half a second had passed.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaahh …
Everything around me was exploding in all directions.
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The rocks crumbled into dust, and the powder and dust disappeared in an instant.
Everything around me disappears as if existence itself has disappeared.
1m.
10m.
100m.
1km.
The scope has gradually expanded.
So everything within 4km of me disappeared.
This is exactly my ‘current’ limit.
Kuung-!
Kwaaang-!
The sound of a mountain collapsing can be heard dozens of kilometers away.
I didn’t care.
Because where I am now is safe.
Pass-!
The sword stuck in the floor turns to dust and scatters with a strange sound.
I slowly turned my head in that state.
[Who are you…?]
The first thought that came to mind when I heard the Master’s trembling voice was, It’s been a long time since I’ve heard a voice with this tone.
“Didn’t I tell you? I’m your disciple.”
[How can one have the spirit of the soul at that age… … .]
“The disciple of the master from the future has grown to that extent.”
He looked at his teacher with a smile.
The Master’s trembling eyes, as if he still couldn’t believe it, spoke volumes about his feelings, but he didn’t think about anything else.
But still, a teacher is a teacher.
“I understand you have about 13 years left to live.”
[… … .]
“13 years, come see the world with me.”
After a brief pause, the Master raised his arm.
I could tell what he was trying to do just by looking at his small gestures.
The Master’s thin hand touches the area below my earlobe.
It’s been a really long time since I’ve felt this way.
It is a habit of the Master to check whether the other person is telling the truth or joking.
It doesn’t have much credibility, but let’s give it a try.
The teacher asks.
[Are you really… from the future?]
“I think the word regression would be more appropriate.”
[… … It’s true.]
I burst out laughing.
When was it?
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I once asked, “Isn’t that just a feeling?” after hearing that it was a technique that allowed one to judge whether someone was lying or telling the truth by looking at the pulse and muscle movements in the earlobe, and got hit once.
It was a memory from the past, but I have a feeling that this could unexpectedly be reused again.
While I was thinking such trivial thoughts, the Master’s heavy voice pierced my ears.
[… … It is rude to start a relationship between people in this way.]
“If it hadn’t been forced, it might not have happened.”
[If a relationship is something that has to be forced, how can it be called a relationship?]
“It depends on how you accept the boundary between voluntary and involuntary engraved in fate.”
The teacher, with his mouth shut, sighed deeply and said.
[You don’t support a single word.]
“Of course. Who am I?”
The teacher sitting on my shoulder stared at me silently.
Oh, by the way. I thought I forgot something, but now I remember what it was.
“My name is Jack.”
[… … .]
“Please take good care of me, Master.”
