Episode 380
“I intend to finish everything in the Demon Forest today.”
I stood up from my seat.
“And I need to rest.”
As I smiled awkwardly, the teacher said something.
[I thought I knew you well, but I didn’t.]
Then he opened his eyes and stared blankly at my arm.
As if asking for a hug.
He bent down slightly and placed his master on his shoulders.
Then, he brought up a question that should have been asked at least once.
[Is that thing in the Eastern Continent that bothers you so much?]
He nodded.
There was nothing new about it.
The person who knows me best on this continent is my teacher.
My older sister, Rondo, and the rest of Aveiro know me better than the Master.
Everyone will think.
Why are you being so pushy?
You can just do it slowly and leisurely.
It’s not that you don’t have the strength, so why are you overdoing it? People call you crazy, but are you really crazy?
And so on.
The only person on this continent who knows why I do this is our Master.
The reason why I’m in such a hurry.
As the teacher just said, that is the correct answer.
“I honestly don’t know if they are intelligent beings like us or if they are just beasts that act on instinct.”
[But one thing is certain. The ‘something’ there is stronger than you are now.]
I clearly told Arthur Gunnar:
I don’t think so.
Honestly, Arthur Gunnar was strong.
Needless to say, the guy was strong.
If we were to compare, Arthur Gunnar was about 1.3 times stronger than Iskandar in his previous life, and about 1.2 times stronger than Beckerman in his previous life.
How should I explain this?
That seems just right.
A line that straddles the boundary.
Just as there are ranks among Masters, there are also ranks among Transcendents.
There are walls at each level, just like a beginner master breaking through the wall to become an intermediate master.
At least as far as I can tell, there is me and my Master at the very top, Arthur Gunnar below them, and Iskandar and Beckerman from their previous lives below them.
Iskandar and Beckerman from their previous lives would have caught a glimpse of the wall Arthur broke, and Arthur was unable to overcome the wall that my master and I broke.
A frog in a well doesn’t know what’s outside the well. And a frog outside the well can play with what’s inside the well.
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And if we apply this to the situation, there may be a new realm that neither I nor my teacher know about.
Any normal thinking would raise a fundamental question here.
Having become a Death Knight, have I advanced from my current state to a new level?
Have you reached a level that no one in this world has ever reached?
[What’s the catch? You don’t have any complete memories of being a Death Knight?]
It was somewhat true, so I just kept quiet and didn’t argue.
[In fact, we may be overreacting.]
“Overreacting?”
[How can I guarantee that the four of you who became Death Knights are the same as the four of you now? The memories of your past life that you have seen are just fragmentary memories.]
This is also somewhat true.
[It may be a bit strange to say this, but the only thing that came over from the Eastern Continent was that monster you saw, and it was you who spread your power into the world. Hmm.]
The teacher stopped talking.
This expression seemed to say that he had gone too far. I strangely wanted to hear it.
“What next?”
[… … Phew.]
He let out a sigh.
[I was going to say that you, who gave it your all, were not dealing with someone, but rather with destroying this continent.]
I burst out laughing.
oh my god.
I’ve heard this repertoire a lot.
“Isn’t that a prophecy left by the Lord Dragon of the past, the second or third generation? Master, do you still believe in that?”
The prophecy that came out when I talked to Cell before is correct.
The content was simple, if not overly simple.
A blackened demon destroys the continent. The end.
[It could be a slip of the tongue, but don’t you know? The current you and the Death Knight you are two separate beings.]
What the teacher said is not wrong.
This is something that really needs to be addressed.
I keep saying this, but the me as a Death Knight and the me now are different beings.
Me as a human, me as a Death Knight.
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If these two were completely the same entity, I wouldn’t be viewing my past life’s memories from a third-person perspective every time I fainted.
If we were the same being, all the memories I had as a Death Knight in my previous life would have existed in my head.
That was the evidence.
Death Knight Jack, clear evidence that he and I are separate entities.
Honestly, I don’t know why.
When I died as a human, the human Jack Valantier died, and the one who was active after that was not Jack Valantier, but Death Knight Jack.
These two are clearly different.
The Master said that because we are separate beings, we may act differently from how we do now.
It makes perfect sense.
That makes perfect sense.
One thing is certain.
“No matter what happens, I will not destroy the continent.”
[… … That’s what I’m saying. If it were you now, you wouldn’t do that. But if it were you who became a Death Knight, if it were you in a past life that I don’t know about… … ]
For the first time, I shook my head and interrupted the Master.
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“Master, I am sure.”
[what?]
“There’s not much difference between me as a Death Knight and me now.”
[… … .]
The teacher seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn’t say anything.
I just stopped here.
I became a Death Knight and went mad, destroying the continent?
Unfortunately, that can never happen.
Nana in her previous life, Nana now.
To ‘us’, ‘the Master’s will’ is absolute.
Having lived with the Master, learned from the Master, and changed myself by learning about life from the Master, I know that the Master wanted the world to develop.
It’s in line with the reason I didn’t kill children.
Because they are all pieces of the future.
If they are children, if they are children who made bad choices as foolish adults, then you can forgive them and give them a future. Because there is a high possibility that they will create a different future.
Even if you become a Death Knight, your spirit will never change.
Some may question how one can easily guarantee the things of this world, but this is a different case.
It was a conviction, an absolute belief.
Without this belief, there would be no me as I am today, and there would be no reason for my existence.
I, who became a Death Knight, would betray that belief? That would be impossible. I do not wish for the destruction of the continent. Beyond the will of my master, who wanted to create a future, there is a trace and proof that my existence existed together with the existence of my master.
Do I do that with my own hands?
There is no need to say any more about this.
anyway.
“As you know, Master, once you reach the level of me or Master, physical training becomes meaningless.”
[Yes, that’s right.]
The teacher answered quickly, perhaps pleased by the sudden change of topic.
This is my first time seeing something like this.
If you finish what you were saying.
“For our level of skill, meditation is enough. At first, I thought that maybe my Death Knight self was hidden inside me.”
[okay?]
“Yes. But that wasn’t the case.”
I did some light stretching.
What’s the point of talking long and hard?
I came back from the dead and fought with someone.
I don’t know if it’s an individual or a group.
What is certain is that I unleashed a power that even I, at the moment, cannot unleash.
That’s the most important thing.
so.
“I would like to confirm.”
[… … .]
“There are too many uncertainties to just wait. So I’m going to go and see for myself. What should I call it? The Eastern Continent Expedition?”
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I laughed lightly, but the Master did not laugh.
Ugh.
“We will clear out everything on the continent and leave within a month.”
The teacher looked at me without saying anything.
I also looked at the teacher without saying anything.
There’s just one thing missing here.
If I were a normal person, I would have asked my teacher.
Let’s go together.
But I didn’t say anything now.
I’m sorry to say this to you, Master, but I have no intention of going with you this time.
I’m going to the Eastern Continent alone.
Our teacher, unaware of that thought, said to me.
[Just don’t overdo it. And we’ll talk about this later.]
He nodded.
And then the silence settled in again.
What the heck, is this the end?
The thoughts just came out of my mouth.
“Is it over?”
The teacher chuckles.
[Why, do you want to hear more?]
“Yes. I would like to hear it.”
The teacher, as always, stroked my hair and said:
[I was going to say, “He’s like an onion, he’s really a great guy.” Okay?]
Then he turns his head, but I don’t know if he’s embarrassed or what.
I walked like that.
* * *
There was a man sitting there, staring blankly at Jack, who had his eyes closed.
Saxony Base.
He was looking at Jack with an unexpectedly serious expression.
Saxony thought.
I wonder if that man, or that person, even knows how other people see him.
Honestly, once you become a master, there are more things you can do in the world than you can’t do.
If we look at the ratio, it would be about 1 to 99.
But even those masters can’t even breathe properly in front of Jack.
This wasn’t a simple difference in strength.
The difference in class.
Some people call it a vessel, others use words like “the aura of the emperor” or something like that, but it’s simply a different level.
‘Is it just me who feels like this isn’t human?’
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This wasn’t meant to imply doing or not doing something, or defining what it meant. It was just that Jack was fundamentally different from ‘us’.
It just feels that way. I couldn’t say it out loud, but Arthur Gunnar felt ‘human’ at least.
That was the extent of my idle thoughts.
Saxon, who had been watching Jack without taking his eyes off him for even a moment, could now see that Jack had opened his eyes.
That’s a pressure in itself.
Jack’s mood was telling.
I’m going to leave now.
So, get ready.
Saxony looked at Lorenzo’s empty back for a moment.
The enormous oak barrel was no longer on Lorenzo’s back.
While Jack was closing his eyes, Saxon sent the oak barrel to the Milos Academy.
I had no intention of receiving any praise.
Because it’s something that needs to be done.
Jack and Valentine climbed onto Lorenzo’s back.
Jack, who noticed the absence of the oak barrel belatedly, gave a slight wink to Saxon and nodded.
The first glance was a nod of approval, and the nod was a signal to start.
Saxon, who understood, immediately put all his strength into his fist and struck Lorenzo’s spine.
Pfft …
