Episode 254
Chapter 3
If you don’t want to see me go completely crazy.
Tem-Samit felt certainty in those words.
This man is different from me.
Usually a crazy person recognizes a crazy person.
Samit was a crazy man.
So I could figure it out.
Jack Valanti is also a crazy person.
That was certainly true to some extent.
Jack is crazy.
But there was something to think about here.
The essence of the word crazy is the evaluation that others give to someone who is unusual and beyond the ordinary person’s understanding.
Samit was still a man of common sense.
But Jack.
He is not a man of common sense at all.
The life he lived, the life he went through, everything he went through for 34 years.
Ten of those 34 years, the only human moments Jack had with Valentine, were mostly hell.
The fact that a man like that acts like a normal person means that he is suppressing his true nature.
Even if others didn’t feel it, Samit definitely felt it.
I didn’t know the details of Jack’s regression or what kind of life he lived or anything like that, but I could feel it.
This man.
He’s a man you should never touch.
You’re not human.
“I just want to kill the guys I want to kill and end it there, but new guys keep popping up to provoke me. So please help me.”
His small hand covered his huge one.
And his words lingered in my ears.
“Please. Okay?”
When Tem-Samit first saw this man, he thought:
You are a being that stands alone, all alone.
This man is one who cannot be simply described as crazy.
This man.
It’s a monster.
A monster like this can live among humans? Live among people, flesh and blood?
Samit felt the small warmth from Jack’s fern-like hands, like burning lava.
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You’re different from me.
Because he is a being of a different class, this man is ultimately someone who cannot help but stand alone.
When Jack committed such an outrageous abuse of power by a man who was not even a subject, I was honestly furious.
That anger didn’t last long.
It was strange how it was organized like this, but Tem-Samit was confident.
“I don’t know if it’s right to feel this way in this situation.”
Jack removed his hand and raised his head.
Tem-Samit, who met his eyes, expressed the emotions he felt inside.
“You were truly a pitiful being.”
Jack didn’t answer.
Just like before, I just turn my head and look outside.
That’s positive.
Samit noticed that she was trying to act casually, as if she already knew it.
‘… … Phew.’
Samit also turned his head.
I felt pain in my cheek, but I don’t know.
Because I became more curious than I was about the pain.
Jack Valantier.
Just when you think you know a little, something new appears.
A man like an onion.
Tem-Samit became more and more curious.
What does this man really look like?
* * *
“Bottom right.”
Charlotte reacted quickly to Benedict’s soft words.
Chae-Ang-!
Defending the lower part with the ‘two swords’ he was holding.
“Top left.”
Chae-Ang-!!
“Bottom right again.”
Chae-Ang-!
“This time, bottom left.”
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Chae-Ang-!
“Next, the front.”
Charlotte was good at blocking and waiting for an opportunity.
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Boom-!
Kkudangtang-!
Benedict’s attack sent Charlotte flying far away.
This wasn’t a simple difference in strength.
Charlotte’s balance was disturbed, and Benedict’s attempt to attack further disturbed that balance was simply a ploy.
Benedict lightly waved his sword away and buried it in the ground.
“It’s good to look two steps ahead.”
Charlotte got up from her seat with difficulty.
“Haa… … Haa.”
I was out of breath.
“It is good to look three steps ahead. However, only those who can see one step ahead should attempt this. It is arrogant to try to look two steps ahead and three steps ahead when you cannot even control your own body.”
Benedict was strict.
Beyond the harshness, Benedict, the bow master, was teaching Charlotte with a sword.
“Let’s stop here for today.”
“thank you.”
Benedict nodded in satisfaction at Charlotte’s attitude of bowing her head deeply to show respect.
When Harold and Charlotte clashed, Benedict watched the whole thing.
Oh, he’s such a cute guy, but why did he do that back then?
Then he slowly turned his head.
Thanos holding a giant sword as tall as himself.
Benedict said as soon as his eyes met his.
“Why aren’t you coming? What are you doing?”
Thanos slowly stood up from his seat.
It’s my turn next.
It was at that moment that I was thinking like that and about to take a step forward.
“I…….”
Everyone’s heads turned.
Thanos, Charlotte, and Benedict.
And there was even a cell watching from afar.
Their gaze was fixed on the entrance to the training ground.
Was there.
A man with blond hair.
“What is the crown prince of the Cradle Kingdom doing here?”
Benedict looks around.
I didn’t say anything, but the time now is 10 o’clock.
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It was a time when most of the kids had gone to bed, and the area they were in was the area assigned to the students of Milos Academy.
The area where the students of Cradle Academy stay is almost in the opposite direction. At this time, at this time, a promising 5th circle mana user comes to Cradle Academy?
It was awarded.
It was natural to be cautious.
He says.
“Sorry to bother you so late. Anto… … No, I have something to say to Thanos, would you mind for a moment?”
He was different from the average prospect.
He is the crown prince.
Although he was a crown prince of lower rank in the hierarchy, those of that status usually had a tendency to leave quickly.
Some say he’s arrogant, some say he’s stupid, some say he’s pathetic, but at least Torreira is different from those foolish people who have no answers.
A polite, confident, talented swordsman, and personable student who values ability over status and values character.
Those were the rumors surrounding Torreira, and that’s exactly what Torreira was.
Benedict asked.
“At this late hour?”
“I’m really sorry about that. I was going to come right after dinner, but I turned back because you said you were going to practice. I thought you’d all be back at the hotel by now, but if not… … I’ll wait a little longer.”
Thanos looks at Torreira, who is about to turn around.
And Benedict was looking at those two with a strange look.
Hey guys, what is this?
Did you have a face?
That’s the look on his face.
At that moment, Benedict met Thanos’ eyes.
He nodded slowly.
“Fifteen minutes. I’ll come look for you in fifteen minutes, so stay around.”
“Yes, thank you.”
It may be an illusion, but in Benedict’s eyes, Thanos seemed to have as much to say as Torreira.
* * *
The two were in the forest.
Close to the dormitory, but there’s no one around.
A perfect place to have a secret conversation.
As soon as they got there, Torreira asked.
“You’re alive.”
“……okay.”
There was silence for a moment.
“… … I thought you were dead. Because… … .”
“Because they’re all dead?”
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“……uh.”
The grand ducal family of the Cradle Kingdom was wiped out long ago.
It was a huge shock that struck the entire continent, and the shock was doubled by the fact that the one behind it was a man named ‘Dynastismo’.
“If you were alive, you should have come back. If you had come back, we might have made some progress in solving ‘that incident.’”
Only then did Thanos, who had been expressionless, react.
Heh heh, he laughed.
“I’m just curious, do you think that man called Dynastismo killed my father, killed my mother, and killed all the Masters of my family?”
It wasn’t a sharp question.
Because when the Grand Duke’s family was first annihilated and the mastermind behind it was pointed out, it was a question that 100 out of 100 people would have thought the same thing about.
“Dynastismo was an 8th circle mana user. He killed our father? At that time, the person who was called the best swordsman in the cradle and the master who followed him were all killed by an 8th circle mana user? Don’t make me laugh. You didn’t believe me either.”
“… … But still, that man was pointed out… … .”
“There must be a reason. Yes, there is a reason. He saved my life.”
“……what?”
“Dynastismo saved me. He told me that there was a third organization on this continent that no one knew about, and that the reason the Grand Duke’s family was wiped out was because of friction with that organization, and that friction was.”
Thanos’ eyes glowed coldly.
“The current king, Yoram, is also involved. So live like a dead mouse. If you want revenge, gain power. If you don’t have power… … Live as quietly as possible. He said that he would also live quietly from now on, and that’s how they ‘broke up.’”
We broke up… … Torreira felt a strange nuance in these words.
“… … It was a manipulation after all. But it was right. He holds the ‘clue’.”
Thanos didn’t bother to answer.
Torreira asks Thanos,
“So what are you going to do?”
That was when.
A moment when Thanos’ entire face shows emotion.
Wriggling and groaning.
Torreira felt like he had heard something like that.
“What are you going to do?”
Torreira doubted his eyes for a moment.
Thanos’ mouth was slightly curved. Could it be that he was smiling?
“You don’t know. No one knows. At that time, in that tragedy, when my mother cried out for me and my sister to be spared, they answered with a knife.”
Kkuddeuk-
Thanos’ fist clenched.
at the same time.
Kookung-!
The sound that Torreira thought was an illusion rang out.
“But that’s an interesting question. What am I going to do?”
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Torreira was creepy.
Thanos is clearly a 4 circle mana user.
I’m just a 4 circle mana user.
What is this nonsensical living thing?
“It’s obvious. Revenge. Find the bastards involved and kill them all. I’ll tear their heads off, I’ll tear their legs off, I’ll tear their hearts out. And Torreira.”
In the past, the founder of the Cradle Kingdom was also called Janus.
A destructive instinct hidden behind an innocent face.
Those who know it do not ignore the bloodline of the cradle.
But that Janus instinct has never been found in any cradle’s bloodline until now.
An instinct awakened after hundreds of years.
I felt like Torreira.
Thanos, no, Antos is definitely of the Cradle’s bloodline.
And this is what the cradle’s ancestors must have looked like.
“Your king is no exception. When I know the truth, when I know everything, and when I have power.”
“… … If I have it?”
“The cradle is stained with blood. I hope you don’t belong there.”
