Episode 280
{They say a ‘ghost’ has recently appeared in the Kingdom of Ishmael. There have been quite a few casualties, but strangely enough, it’s been quiet overall. Are you involved?}
Judging from his expression, I think he asked because he knew.
First of all, you have to give me an answer.
“Yes. I was involved, and in the future, slavery will be abolished in Ishmael. Slave traders and slave markets will all disappear, but the continental battlefield is not involved, is it?”
{If it’s intertwined?}
He answered nonchalantly.
“You know my method. I will kill all those involved. There are no exceptions.”
Roland’s tone becomes serious.
{It seems like you don’t know much.}
What are you trying to say this time?
{The Continental Battlefield values fairness. There is this law among the Continental Battlefield’s internal laws. The Continental Battlefield prohibits any actions such as buying slaves or distributing slaves in the market.}
That’s fine.
“Still, be prepared. There’s no way you won’t get involved.”
{Well, that’s true. Because I’m human.}
“That’s right. Because I’m human.”
{Then, good luck.}
So I cut off communication.
“You see? The world is evolving.”
The teacher smiles.
He smiles and pats my head, his touch becoming more and more skillful.
That was when.
On the other side.
“uh?”
I hear a voice that seems slightly familiar, not unfamiliar.
When I turned my head, a student was looking at me with blank eyes.
Blonde with five-to-five karma.
As soon as I saw the sword stuffed into the guy’s waist, I burst out laughing.
Is this also a coincidence?
Roman Stewart.
The guy was blinking, looking at me and my teacher.
I thought about it before, but this guy is really funny.
“Why are you so surprised? Is this your first time seeing someone?”
* * *
He was born as the eldest son of a baronial family.
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There was nothing lacking.
If he were a count in another kingdom, he might have had some shortcomings, but this was the Tulcan Empire.
The lands ruled by the Stuart family were so large that they resembled earldoms in other kingdoms, and Roman was the heir to such a family.
The first time he picked up a sword was while he was receiving training as a successor, as was the case with most nobles.
I was 10 years old at the time.
When Roman was 10 years old, he first picked up a sword and felt it.
To be exact, I realized it.
This is my path.
Roman realized that he had a talent for swordsmanship far superior to others, and from then on he began to walk the path of a swordsman.
I learned Mana as soon as I turned 14.
Surprisingly, he was not only talented in swordsmanship, but also in mana.
At the age of 14, I became a 2nd circle, in January of the year I turned 15, I became a 3rd circle, at 16, I became a 4th circle, and then a 5th circle. At 17, I became a 6th circle.
I wanted to hear that I was the youngest on the continent, but unfortunately, I wasn’t.
Elizabeth Valanti reached the 6th Circle at 17 years and 48 days, and Roman reached the 6th Circle at 17 years and 128 days.
It didn’t matter though.
At Tulcan Academy, he never lost the top spot from the first year to the fourth year, and even earned the title of Future Guardian Sword of the Tulcan Empire.
Roman had these thoughts when he entered the Academy Wars.
What about students from other academies?
Since there was no exchange between the academies, the curiosity was natural, and on the first day of the academy competition, I realized it for sure.
They’re all just sloppy.
Roman, who had been looking at each of these so-called championship candidates, thought once more.
They really were a bunch of sloppy people.
The only one who caught my eye was a girl named Charlotte from the Kingdom of Teslan, but unfortunately she forfeited the individual category and moved to the team category.
So I was sure.
In the end, I will win the swordsmanship division.
At that moment, a student who had no interest suddenly appeared.
His name is Thanos.
That student of enormous size was only a 5th circle, but he was able to defeat a 5th circle mana user with just one strike.
It was a shock.
And, I was satisfied.
There was at least one person among my peers who could compare to me.
And now, Roman swallowed without realizing it.
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Jack Valantier.
Rumors about him spread even to the Tulcan Empire.
A ridiculous monster that goes around beating up the Master.
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I thought rumors were just rumors.
But at this moment, when they met by chance on the street, Roman was certain.
Seriously, you’re a monster.
“What are you doing alone? Do you have something to say?”
I ended up swallowing my saliva.
A feeling of natural shrinking.
Isn’t this how it feels to stand in front of a real predator?
“He’s a strange guy. He seemed like he was very talkative during the competition earlier, but why is he so quiet?”
Jack, who had been laughing, took a step forward and pushed Roman aside.
“It’s useless if you block the road. It’s a place where a lot of people come and go.”
And then, Roman stopped Jack, who was trying to pass by naturally.
Not by holding onto something like an arm or a foot, but by speaking.
“you.”
Jack turns his head.
“Is it true that you subdued Mr. Beckerman?”
There was a hint of distrust in Roman’s eyes.
It’s a clash between reason and instinct.
How did he defeat the Red Master at such a young age?
This is ridiculous.
Something that cannot be explained by common sense.
Jack chuckles.
“If it’s right?”
“… … .”
“You probably don’t understand. It’s only natural that you wouldn’t go. But you should know this. You and I are starting from different places.”
The starting line is different.
Roman didn’t understand.
And now, I was experiencing feelings that I really couldn’t understand myself.
Fighting spirit.
The instinct of a mana user who wants to fight.
The belief that he was the greatest talent in the Tulcan Empire and that he himself thought of himself as such is now manifested as a fighting spirit.
Jack, who caught it at a glance, showed only one reaction.
Because I just turned my head in that same posture and raised my energy just a little bit.
moment.
Chae-Ang-!!
Roman hurriedly drew his sword and took three or four steps back.
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People around him looked at Roman as if he was some kind of weirdo, but Roman didn’t care.
Cold sweat running down my forehead.
What just now?
“It feels good. It’s pretty good.”
Roman unconsciously ran his free hand down his neck.
It’s stuck.
Then Roman’s hands began to tremble.
just now.
Because in that split second, Roman felt like his own throat had been cut off.
It was a phenomenon that was like a materialized fantasy, almost like a premonition.
Gulp, my mouth waters.
“What are you…?”
Jack narrowed his eyes without saying a word.
At that moment, something very strange happened.
With a thud, Roman collapsed from his seat.
“Ugh, ugh.”
No one in this market felt it.
Only Roman felt it.
Jack, he can kill everyone around him with just one wave of his hand.
And they wouldn’t even realize that they were dead.
A life that is so realistic.
I don’t know how to explain it.
Should we say that it dominates space?
Roman, who slowly raised his head, could see.
He saw Jack slowly reaching out his hand as he approached him.
Roman found himself squeezing his eyes shut.
So this is how you die.
* * *
I don’t know what to say.
The kid seems arrogant, but considering his age and the situation, it would be more surprising if he wasn’t arrogant, so I guess I can understand to some extent.
But then I got a little curious.
The talent I saw from afar was fine, but I wanted to know a little more in detail.
So I cheered up a little.
Of course, I sent it with just a little bit of life, but he responded faster than I expected.
That situation where you step back and quickly draw your sword.
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When I saw that, I thought, “He’s definitely a good guy.”
It feels like I’m going to die, but I have to fight back and then die… … That’s the attitude I should show.
I became more curious, so this time I raised my spirits a little more.
Then the guy slumps down in his seat.
A helpless death that completely abandons even the fight against it.
The level of power shown was roughly that of a beginner master.
The kind of energy that comes out when kids of that level gather all their energy and focus their killing intent on killing their opponent.
Roman gave up on life because of that energy.
I gathered my energy and approached the guy.
Then, as I was about to reach out, the guy suddenly shut his eyes tightly.
This is what it feels like.
It’s the kind of look that little kids would show when they make friends of the opposite s*x and shyly kiss each other.
I ended up bursting out in laughter.
The kid is cuter than I thought.
He said, stroking the boy’s head with his hand.
“Talent is fine.”
“……yes?”
Oh, what is this?
All I know is not Roman Stewart, but his future son, Jack Stewart.
If you look at this up close, it really looks the same.
“You have talent, but your confidence is too much. It’s so much that you could even call it arrogance. Kids your age need to look down.”
I’m not trying to say things like, “Keep your eyes closed and walk around”, which is what some punk would say.
It’s a story about taking care of the kids below the circle.
“If you can’t do that, your son who looks exactly like you might say this later. You weren’t a good father… or something like that.”
“… … What are you trying to say now?”
He smiled and tapped the guy’s forehead with his index finger.
“That’s just it, but I suddenly got curious. No matter how I look at it, it seems like you and our Thanos will face off in the finals.”
“… … .”
“Do you think you can win?”
Roman slowly stands up from his seat.
And then.
“… … Yes, I win.”
He said this.
That’s funny.
“Our Thanos says you can beat him, and you say you can beat Thanos. I like this situation where both sides are confident that they can beat each other. This is what makes the world interesting.”
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He smiled brightly.
“In the end, one of the two will be the loser. Oh, I’m looking forward to it.”
I stood up from my seat with a smile and patted the trembling guy on the shoulder.
I calmed the guy down with Manaro, and luckily it worked and he calmed down.
“Then do your best. If you have any questions, come to me.”
It was at that moment that I was about to turn around.
“That’s too blatant.”
Roman’s eyes, which had been looking at me, moved slightly to the side of me, and the body of the guy who I thought had calmed down suddenly began to tremble and hesitated, taking a step back.
I guess he’s behind me.
I turned my head.
Heynckes Beckermann, he was standing there looking at me, and he was like, wow.
“Are you following me around?”
“No way.”
“But why do we run into each other so often? You and I used to be involved quite a bit, but it wasn’t like this.”
Beckerman chuckled and came to stand next to Roman.
“You seem to be good at recognizing talent. Are you jealous?”
“I want it, how could I not?”
He looked at Roman and smiled meaningfully.
“If you are lucky and grow to the max, you will become a ‘maximum’ advanced master. However, if you follow me, you will become a ‘minimum’ advanced master. What do you think about this, which is my judgment of your limit?”
“… … At least… …?”
Roman was confused.
“… … .”
Beckerman was also embarrassed.
You said it was blatant in words, but I never thought it would be this blatant.
“That’s just it. I’m going to go now. There’s someone waiting for me.”
I glanced at my teacher who was standing next to me. Beckerman’s gaze followed my gaze and was fixed on our teacher.
“… … That woman I saw in the basement back then.”
The teacher smiles faintly.
[Yeah, I see you remember.]
“It wasn’t there until this morning, but it suddenly popped up?”
Beckerman’s gaze then turns to me.
To be exact, my empty shoulder. I look at it.
“I thought it was quite unusual for you to carry a doll around, but it seems there was a reason for that.”
