Episode 308
I looked at his face and froze.
Ron next to me said that the author was Dennis Gunnar, Noah’s older brother and Do-ryun’s maternal uncle, and that he wasn’t the owner of the dojo, but he was in a similar position to him. He had been a very creative bully to Noah when he was younger, and that the oily face made him seem like he had been eating and pooping well all his life. But that wasn’t why I was frozen.
Because the appearance was so familiar, it felt like deja vu.
He comes towards me.
“You are definitely Noah’s bloodline.”
“… … .”
“That child’s face remains faintly. It’s more amazing than that.”
Dennis Gunnar.
His gaze shifts to Ron.
“… … The guy who threw away the position of the Taoist monk has the blood of a Taoist monk in him.”
Ron’s expression becomes blank.
“I understand you go by the name Jack Valantier, but is your real name Jack Gunnar or Jack Igrahel?”
I think you’re making a big mistake.
I didn’t bother to respond.
Because, as I said before, I was frozen.
And that solidified reason.
The face of this man called ‘uncle’ in front of my eyes.
Strangely, really strangely.
It felt similar to the face of an aged Iskandar.
The eyes are different, the width between the eyebrows is different, the corners of the lips, the chin, and the shape of the face are different… … . Why do they feel so similar?
“There seems to be a misunderstanding. Let’s resolve it through dialogue.”
The eyebrows furrow slightly.
Dennis Gunnar quickly gave orders to those around him.
To disband.
To recreate the barrier.
Then he looks at me again.
“You’ve really grown up well.”
“They say you’re going to scold the continent. That’s amazing. As expected from Noah, you’re truly Gunnar’s bloodline.”
“Oh, I forgot to mention that. Call me uncle. It’s not wrong if you look at the order of the words.”
“The rumors about you have spread so much on the continent that I was thinking of sending a team to investigate, but it was a waste of time. Looking at your face, I can confirm it. You are indeed Gunnar’s blood. I can see the eyes of that boy Noah when he was young in you.”
“The Valanti family… … From what I know, it seems to be a family that received very little attention in the Teslan Kingdom. Were they in a place like that?”
“We have been sending people to the ‘Continent’ periodically to hear various news, but this is truly unexpected.”
Dennis Gunnar keeps talking.
There was a deep confusion in his eyes, as if there was some deep question.
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It seems like he doesn’t even know what’s going on.
Okay, for now.
My uncle turned around and told me to follow him, saying he had a long story to tell.
He chuckled and ended up laughing.
Should we resolve this through dialogue?
I.
why?
You can solve what you want, but you have to kill the one who is meant to be killed.
He reached out and grabbed the man next to Dennis by the collar.
“Huh?? What, what are you doing!”
Dennis stepped back, and those who were trying to disperse quickly drew their weapons, but were ignored.
“Kekeke… … Why… … Why are you like this… … .”
“Don’t you remember? I told you clearly.”
Even looking closely, I was not mistaken.
This man, who has short hair, short sideburns, and a short beard, perhaps because he pursues a unique fashion style, is the bastard who carved a ‘tapping magic circle’ into Mason’s heart and engraved it with black magic to control emotions.
“I will definitely find you. I will find you and kill you. Even if you run away, I will chase you to the ends of the continent and kill you. Why? Did you think I couldn’t do it?”
The bastard’s eyes widen.
Then both eyes began to tremble.
“Just a moment… … Cool, I can explain. There is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”
“Oh, this is really going to happen.”
Why are there so many kids who test my patience like this?
“I gave you three days and even kindly warned you that it would all be sorted out on your own, but did that sound like bullshit to you?”
Gradually, I put strength into my hands.
“Don’t forget. You will die here, and all the bastards who had anything to do with what you did will die today. I will kill the bastards who try to stop you, saying it was a misunderstanding, and I will kill the bastards who beg you to let me go. If you messed with my people, that’s the price you should pay.”
Dennis Gunnar and the other masters tried to shout something hurriedly.
Maybe, just stop for a moment, stop, stop, that kind of thing.
But my hands were getting stronger faster.
Of course, I wasn’t talking about physical strength.
The mana flowed through my hand into the bastard’s heart.
Plop-!
“Keu… … Keuaaaaaa-!!”
A very beautiful feast of energy unfolded, quite different from the bastard’s screams.
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A huge amount of mana soaring into the air and exploding in all directions.
This is the mana of a master of intermediate level.
therefore.
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Now I’ve destroyed that bastard’s mana circle.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Because it felt so unrealistic.
It didn’t stop there.
The kid.
Since there is no one to touch, I touch mine.
He grabbed the bastard by the collar and lifted him high into the air.
My mana seeped into his bloodstream again.
Pitter-patter-!!
Kwajijik-!!
Damn it-!!
He destroyed the bastard’s body while making all kinds of noises.
The blood vessel was torn.
The organs have shrunk.
My eyes burst.
The bones melted.
“Ke-ke-ek-”
That guy who made sounds that people couldn’t understand.
During this brief moment, I suffered the worst pain a human could ever feel.
like that.
Knock knock-!
He died with a broken neck.
As soon as I release the strength in my hand, the bastard falls down with a thud.
Although it was almost a mummy, its ‘neck’ was intact.
I saved the vocal cords at least.
As I slightly reach behind, a sword that had been lying on the floor falls into my hand.
He picked up the sword and swung it.
Crunch-!
The bastard’s neck rises toward the sky, and the surroundings become silent.
Thud thud.
A man moved, breaking the silence.
Ron, who was behind me.
He grabbed hold of his hair, leaving only his neck, and brought it towards me.
Naturally, as if it were a coincidence, he shouted out the starting words.
Not the animated dead.
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“[Vindictive Knight.]”
* * *
Animated Dead.
And Vindictive Knight.
These two magics had something in common.
That is exactly what it means to bring the dead back to life.
In other words, in a way, it could be seen as the same magic that creates a ‘Death Knight’.
But why is there a difference in the names?
It’s simple.
Animated Dead is a mass resurrection spell, and as such, the ‘control’ is diminished.
On the other hand, Vindictive Knight is a magic that only applies to one target, so its control is enhanced.
That’s the difference.
Here is the question.
Why, did the guys who brought me back to life in my past life use Animated Dead instead of Vindictive Knight?
Judging by the level of the eavesdropping magic circle and the emotion control spell engraved on Mason, the level of black magic on this island is quite high.
Obviously, at that level, you should be able to tell the difference between the two magics.
hmm.
I had some doubts, uneasy doubts that I couldn’t shake off, but I’ll let it pass for now.
Light began to slowly enter the eyes of the man who had been wide open.
So perfect.
Perfect black magic without a single error or flaw.
If this was the end, I would have been a little disappointed.
My hand reached the bastard’s head.
Slowly the soul power left my hand and covered the bastard’s head.
It only took 5 seconds to completely subdue the spirit.
He took his hand away and took a step back.
Now that I think about it, I didn’t even know this kid’s name.
“What is your name?”
(Dorman. This is Billy Dorman.)
Ron next to me whispered that the Dorman family was a powerful family that controlled the ‘Celestial Vision’, the core information department of the Dojo.
okay.
“I won’t speak for long. I’ll name all the kids involved.”
(Paulo, Pedro, Manou, Couto, and Ferolaina. There are five of them.)
He nodded slightly.
Then he turned his head and gave orders to the ten Death Knights who served as boatmen, troopers, and escorts.
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“I’ll allow you to chop them up. Just bring them all back while they’re still breathing. You’ll have five minutes. Five minutes.”
I glanced at Ron.
“Do you want to go together? I don’t think they know the geography of this place very well.”
Ron nodded without hesitation.
Even without that, the ‘real power’ of the Do-Gwan is all here now.
ah.
“If that transcendent master, that gentleman, tries to stop you, just throw something like a mana-tan into the air. Go and clean it up.”
By bloodline, he is my mother’s father, my grandfather, but I don’t care.
As I said before, blood and family are not synonymous to me.
Ron nods with a stern expression.
And so the Death Knight and Ron disappeared.
“… … You don’t have to worry.”
I tilted my head at Dennis Gunnar’s words.
It’s been bothering me since earlier.
“Why do you keep talking about when I last saw you?”
“……what?”
“I’m not feeling so good right now. I came to this island not as a member of Gunnar’s bloodline, but as an enemy. So if you dare say anything one more time, I’ll bury you all in the ground except for your heads. Engrave it into your bones.”
Dennis eventually nodded in response to my harsh words.
It’s a pipe and a pipe.
It’s an array and a mess.
Isn’t this a world where power speaks anyway?
On top of that, we were abandoned blood relatives and we never had a chance to meet in our entire lives, and yet, like this.
In this situation where we met as enemies, it would be even funnier if we suddenly joined hands and became partners.
however.
“What did you mean by that just now?”
“… … What do you mean… …?”
“I told you not to worry about that guy named Do-ju.”
Dennis’ expression became a little complicated.
“To be exact, it’s Grandfather… … Do you know about vascular fibrosis?”
There’s no way I wouldn’t know.
Didn’t Angela tell you this herself a while ago?
The illness that Philip, the current emperor of Tulcan, is suffering from.
Not just any disease, but a ‘genetic disease’.
“He has been bedridden for a long time due to vascular fibrosis. He also has difficulty moving… … That’s about it.”
It felt cheap.
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A very cold feeling that hits the mind.
I gently swept my hand over my face.
Genetic disease.
That genetic disease that only appears in the Tulcan bloodline.
You appear to Gunnar’s bloodline and the master of the conduit?
“Is it definitely fibrosis?”
Did you feel my voice fading?
Dennis Gunnar nods.
He exhaled softly, letting out a small breath.
First, let’s solve what needs to be solved.
I tried to hide my complicated feelings, but the teacher sitting on my shoulder didn’t bother to hide them.
The teacher, with his extremely complicated expression, seems to be thinking of the ‘worst case scenario’.
I think he had the same thoughts as me.
… … For now, I didn’t care.