Episode 257
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The Duke of Panamero thought.
Something is going wrong.
“A ghost appeared?”
“……yes.”
“The ghost burned ‘Maya’ to the ground and then disappeared?”
“……yes.”
The Panamero was no fool.
Ghost.
It was clearly the same ghost that had attacked the royal palace of the Tulcan Empire not long ago.
oh my god.
“But Tem-Samit was there?”
“They said they even received a number and waited.”
What a strange situation.
Because.
“I heard that there was a little boy named ‘Jack’ next to the King. Is that true?”
“yes.”
With the Panamero, I felt like my senses were becoming more acute, even if only for a moment.
If the report is true.
If what I heard is true, then what happened after that must be true too.
“Is it true that that little boy named Jack gave Samit something like a lecture, and Samit… … accepted the lecture?”
“That’s true too.”
Credibility? Unfortunately, it was very full.
Jack’s number in Maya was 1607.
That means at least 1,600 people were there.
Only a few dozen people survived the tragedy, and among those dozens, many had connections with Prime Minister Panamero, and they reported everything that had happened in Maya.
The fact that it’s not just the opinion of one or two people, but that all of the survivors are saying the same thing means that it’s 100% credible.
Hehe.
The Panamero bursts into laughter.
rather.
“I find this hard to accept. ‘That little boy’ scolded ‘that Samit’? Did he even accept it? Samit just sat there with a complicated expression until the ghost disappeared?”
“They said he didn’t look in a good mood.”
That was enough.
Because it was a good excuse.
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Jack Valantier was already annoying.
It was obvious that the Teslan Kingdom was trying to use him as a figurehead, and I didn’t want to get caught up in that.
But that doesn’t mean he moved actively.
That’s something only thoughtless people do, and the Panamero wasn’t like that at least.
He decided he needed some information on Jack Valantier.
But now, information beyond my expectations has come out.
“A ghost… a ghost… this can’t be a coincidence.”
While I was looking through some material on Jack a while ago, I came across this:
Jack Valantier was imprisoned in the Valantier Estate.
They say it’s because he learned black magic, but I don’t think he really learned it.
I thought it was just an excuse, an excuse to hide the real reason, but it seems it was true.
“Black magic is an unknown area. Why did they make a hero out of a child by attaching ridiculous rumors to him? That was the most difficult question, but now it’s been solved.”
Panamero slowly covered his face with both hands.
‘Since ancient times, the moment when a hero is needed is the moment to resolve chaos, but a hero is a double-edged sword. A hero who is raised too high will cross over into the realm of politics. So, wouldn’t those in politics have anticipated such a situation?’
Those who actually have power tend to want more power.
It would be even funnier if someone who is held up as a hero did not go into politics.
Isn’t desire a basic virtue of the human animal?
And politicians must control that desire.
Rommel would have made a safety device.
‘In this case, black magic, this black magic is the keyword. When the need for Jack Valantier disappeared, Rommel would have abandoned Jack Valantier for black magic. The more I think about it, the more ingenious it seems. If he had resolved the chaos with a created hero, made him a cannon fodder, and then Rommel himself had become a hero. Oh… … Oh my. This was it. The perfect abandonment. This was it.’
Panamero desperately tried to hold back his laughter.
‘Are there only idiots in Tesla?’
It was strange that he didn’t laugh.
‘I thought a new Red Master was born, or maybe a couple of Gold Masters. Otherwise, there’s no way they could’ve wiped out the punitive force. The situation was unstable, so they wanted to hide them as much as possible, and I thought they wanted to divert attention by introducing new geniuses, but it was black magic.’
Samit moved only with Jack Valantier and his bodyguard.
It would have been impossible to control it since Benedict, the master of the continental battlefield who was definitely watching Jack Valantier, was not there.
This is beyond stupid.
‘That genius appoints a mere 14-year-old kid, a kid who doesn’t even participate in the Academy Wars, as his face madam? And he even has a weakness for black magic? You were so stupid, Rommel, did you think this was Teslan? A kid is just a kid.’
That’s what discipline is.
Teaching and coaxing young children, teaching them what lines to cross and what lines not to cross.
But this is going too far.
A genius who took over a kingdom and created thousands of magical communication devices ‘all by himself’?
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Why didn’t I know that if I gave a 14-year-old kid that much credit, his confidence would turn into arrogance and pride?
How much did he want to get out there that he used black magic in front of King Ishmael and even went a step further and lectured him.
So this wasn’t just an excuse, it was a very good excuse.
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A very good excuse to eat Tesla.
Panamero said, standing up from his seat.
“I have to meet Samit.”
“Now, are you speaking?”
“Yes, right now. Right now.”
The knight asked the Panamero.
When we meet, what are you going to say?
Panamero answers without even wiping his lips.
“If the king’s authority collapses, Ishmael has no reason to exist. So.”
The knight guessed what would follow.
In fact, if there was anyone listening to this conversation, a hundred out of a hundred people would have given the same answer.
Panamero said.
“I will formally request the King to execute Jack Valantier, the boy who defied the King’s authority.”
As the Panamero was walking, a rather random thought occurred to him.
‘Come to think of it, my birthday was a week later.’
wonderfully.
I already feel like I’ve received a gift.
Panamero smiled brightly.
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Samit was meditating in the Wangseong training center.
So peaceful.
To someone looking at it, it might look like he was just sitting there, but in reality, he wasn’t.
Samit was replaying his fight with Jack in his head.
He swung his fist and dodged.
I tried everything, including pouring down stones and throwing sand.
Samit’s eyes opened slowly and his head shook from side to side.
There is no answer.
‘It turns out all the rumors floating around the world were true.’
Samit for sure.
I realized it really clearly.
‘That man is the pinnacle of the modern world.’
Honestly, a mana user of Samit’s level can catch dozens to hundreds of variables that arise during a single attack and defense.
Is that all?
It can be captured by another variable derived from that variable.
This means understanding thousands of variables in just a few seconds.
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Now, Samit was going through thousands of battles with Jack in his head.
As a result, not even once.
No kidding, I really couldn’t beat him even once.
‘If he’s missing an arm or a leg and an eye, he can’t win unless he has those handicaps.’
I was curious.
Substitute.
‘How did he get such power? Is he really 14 years old?’
Samit, who was sitting with his fists clenched, did not know how to express his feelings at that moment.
When he fought Beckerman, the world rated it a draw, but Samit said clearly.
This duel is my defeat.
So in every country except Ishmael, Beckerman is called the strongest mana user, and Samit is called the next strongest mana user.
It was all meaningless.
Should I say that I feel shabby?
‘While the tiger was out of his den, the foxes gathered together and played king.’
Beckerman was definitely strong.
But there was some room.
No kidding, I was confident that if we fought 100 times, I would win at least 20 times and at most 38 times.
But Jack Valanti was different.
I felt certain that if I fought a hundred times, I would lose all of them, and if I fought a thousand times, I would lose all of them.
This feeling can only be known by those who have experienced it.
Tem-Samit now clearly understood why Beckerman had become such a wreck.
It’s childish, but it’s the pinnacle of the world.
The strongest mana user in the world, the top spot.
If you’ve worked hard for it, fought for it, and now there’s some ridiculous monster holding you back.
When you realize that, how great will be the emptiness you get from it?
Samit felt his mind becoming confused.
I tried to shake off my thoughts and slowly got up from my seat.
To such a Samit, Dun-Ciel, the captain of the 1st Guard, approaches.
“Your Majesty, I can sense a huge flow of mana coming from the mountain about 8km away from the Academy dormitory.”
“so?”
“Give me the order.”
command.
“Are you talking about sending an investigation team?”
“Yes. Your Majesty, you must have felt it, but the mana in the air is dancing as if it has life.”
Samit shook his head.
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That energy and that sound that I’ve been feeling since a while ago.
It would be nonsense if Samit, a red mana user, couldn’t feel it.
And Samit knows who this is coming from.
“It must be that guy. Just leave him alone.”
“……insect.”
Dun-Ciel was as shocked as Samit.
Golden mana user.
Although he is of a lower level than Samit, he is considered the strongest among the strongest on the entire continent.
He realized the sky above the sky.
It wasn’t as surprising as the Samit I experienced firsthand, but it was still surprising.
and.
“The Duke of Panamero is outside requesting to see you.”
“Why?”
“… … .”
Tem-Samit became suspicious of Dun-Ciel’s hesitant appearance.
“Dun-siel.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I clearly asked why, why are you hesitating?”
“… … I’m sorry for saying such absurd things. I’ll tell you straight away.”
Tem-Samit listened.
and.
I ended up saying this in about 4 seconds.
“Stop talking nonsense and tell him to get out.”
“insect!”
As Dun-Ciel left, Tem-Samit slowly turned his head.
That direction is where thunder still rumbles in the cloudless sky.
A place where mana dances on the air currents like a living thing.
That was the place where I could feel Jack Valantier’s energy.
Samit’s mind recalled the petition from Duke Panamero that Dun-Ciel had just delivered.
‘If you give me the order to execute Jack Valantier, who mocked Your Majesty, I will bring him to you with a gag in his mouth… . . . ‘
I just heard up to there.
Because it was a story that I didn’t need to hear any more about.
That was crazy, beyond crazy.
