Episode 441
Chapter 5
The lightning in the sky, the rain and snow that fall without warning, and the whirlpools in the sea were all designed to make it impossible for a ship to cruise, but none of that mattered. The ship I was on was just cruising.
In a way that didn’t fit with the atmosphere, Ron and I were chatting while having a drink on the deck.
“So what were you like in your past life?”
“With the teacher?”
“Yes. With Valentine.”
I ended up laughing. It was good. It was really good.
That laugh was probably enough of an answer for Ron.
“I feel so exhilarated.”
I looked around. As I said before, the Black Sea is a really crazy sea. It is a sea that is artificially manipulated and can never be created. The ship is optimized for this kind of sea and I am controlling the surroundings, so I am cruising, but this has a visual effect.
It’s so lively… … Then.
“Why? Are you feeling motion sick?”
“… … No, that’s not it. Isn’t this a kind of relationship counseling?”
“No?”
“Isn’t it?”
“Of course not.”
Ron smiled meaningfully.
“I don’t think that’s not the case?”
“That’s not true at all.”
Ron took a bite of the soup and mumbled.
“In my view, you two already have feelings for each other. You have tried not to apply the experiences you had with him in your past life to him in your present life, right?”
“That’s right.”
That’s 100 percent true. If possible, I try not to tell my current master about things I experienced with my previous master.
That is not polite to the current teacher. Even when you look at them as people, beyond the teacher, that is not polite. Even if they are the same person, the time periods they experienced are different. So, even though they are the same, they should be seen as different beings.
It would be really wrong to force my current teacher to do what I experienced with my previous teacher.
This may seem a bit contradictory.
The princes of Iskandar and Tulkan, or the masters I killed.
It may seem contradictory to talk to them, but there’s no way a beast cub and our teacher are the same.
How can the world be equal? That’s only possible on the moon.
I respect my teacher. I also rely on him, and although I feel a little embarrassed, I love him.
So I acted cautiously.
“I think this is a problem that time will solve in the end, because it is clear that they both have feelings for each other.”
“okay?”
Ron nodded. Then he smiled sinisterly and asked me.
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“But who will officiate the wedding?”
That question was not answered.
I just snickered.
“Everyone knows that you don’t like flashy things. You’ll probably have a small wedding, but you’ll still need someone to officiate the wedding. Is that usually the case?”
I guess our Ron.
“Do you want to officiate my wedding?”
Ron said as if it was a given.
“That was my wish.”
“What is it?”
“There are two, but strictly speaking, it’s one.”
therefore.
“What is that?”
“I will officiate the wedding ceremony of the young master and the young lady.”
I took a bite of the raw fish without saying a word.
Ron just stared at me blankly. He didn’t look like he was looking for an answer or anything. He just stared. Satisfied.
Finally opened his mouth.
“I don’t know what will happen. Let’s talk about it again when we meet.”
Ron laughed.
again.
The important thing here is the word again.
“I hope we can talk ‘again’ as you said, Master.”
Then I ended up laughing. This conversation is really weird.
“Don’t raise any weird flags. Ron and I will never die.”
“Is that so?”
“uh.”
“I really hope so.”
I have a feeling that our Ron is becoming a bit of a loser.
I’m only in my mid-to-late 40s, but I feel like I fit in and don’t fit in at the same time. I take a quick look around.
I think it’s something like this.
Let’s slowly get up from our seats. Rondo also stands up from his seat.
I’m not sure of the exact coordinates, but this should be it.
Nothing special was visible.
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The ship moves forward.
It was then. A momentary sense of discomfort.
And that sense of discomfort disappeared in an instant.
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I reflexively stopped the boat immediately.
Ron asked, puzzled.
“Why are you doing that?”
I raised my hand without saying a word. Then the boat moved back again.
I feel uneasy again. What is this?
I went forward again. The feeling of discomfort disappeared like melting snow. I went back. I felt it.
I was wondering. Is the place where dragon lords go before they die on the surface or underground? No. I think the choice of words was wrong.
Is that place above sea level or below sea level?
In fact, if you think about the abnormal air currents in the Black Sea, it is difficult for anything to exist in the Black Sea, whether above or below.
Above, lightning strikes, snow flies, and rain falls. What kind of structure is there? I guarantee it will collapse in a few days. What about below?
The whirlpool is swirling like crazy. In some ways, it seems more serious at the bottom than at the top. But now that I look at it, it seems to be at the bottom. I parked my boat at the boundary line where I felt a sense of discomfort.
I closed my eyes and looked down.
My mana went down while maintaining my center without being swept away by the whirlpool.
Grab something.
Joint… … should I say that?
A place with a strange aura. It seems to be a spirit, but its concentration is quite strong. Whose aura is it?
“……master?”
Ron’s voice cheered me up and I opened my eyes.
“Uh, why?”
“Are you okay?”
I ended up laughing.
“It’s nothing special, just… … .”
“just……?”
“There’s something on the floor here.”
Ron’s expression becomes strange. That means.
“So you’ve arrived.”
“uh.”
A few months ago, the two Dragon Lords who were making all sorts of noises left this message before they left. The Dragon Lords have a mission. They were talking nonsense that you, who don’t know anything, couldn’t understand, and they were talking trash and talking nonsense, but now it’s about to be revealed what it was.
Lord’s mission, which is most likely related to the history of the continent’s origins.
What on earth is the content of that strange mission that he goes on when his lifespan is over?
First of all, the boat was secured in place.
The Black Sea’s currents can disturb mana, but they cannot disturb the soul. That is ‘my common sense’ and ‘my conclusion’.
That’s why the Noah, which Ron and I were on, stopped dead in its tracks. It didn’t move at all.
I asked Ron.
“I’m going diving. Do you want to go together?”
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Ron grins.
“I guess you don’t remember this either. I’m just going to feel even more upset.”
“What now?”
“When you were young, you weren’t very good at swimming. And thanks to ‘someone’, you were able to acquire swimming skills of a high level. Don’t you remember who it was that you were thankful for?”
I ended up laughing again this time.
When I think about it, Ron was always there in all my childhood memories. I was always with Ron. Ron taught me a lot of things, swimming being one of them.
To be honest, I think of Ron as my father more than Clark Valantier, who passed away.
It didn’t matter whether we had blood in common or not. He was my spiritual father.
I want to be a father like Ron. Of course, I never said that to Ron. I just thought about it.
Ron shouldn’t be burdened.
He smiled and patted Ron’s shoulders.
Ron’s body turns black.
“… … You shouldn’t waste your energy like this.”
He shook his head.
“This much is fine.”
It is certain that Ron is a good swimmer. However, it is unknown how well his swimming skills will be used in the Black Sea. It would be better to just block the variable from the beginning.
“Then shall we dive together?”
Ron opens his mouth and laughs at my words.
“Who goes first… … .”
I knew it without having to listen to the backstory. Who would go first? That would be it. The reason I didn’t listen to the backstory was because I pushed Ron into the sea.
Splash, and following Ron, I jumped into the sea too.
* * *
First of all, the currents were rough. The whirlpools seen from above were barely the tip of the iceberg.
It’s no joke, unless you’re a transcendent being, diving down is almost like committing suicide.
No.
The word almost also seems wrong.
Unless you are a transcendent, 100 out of 100 people will die unconditionally. Even transcendents will die if something happens. I divide those who have reached the realm of transcendence into three stages. The first stage is the dragon lords who died to me.
They are step 1, and the next step is Iskandar. If I had to give it a step, it would be step 2. And then the next.
The third stage is me and my teacher. Among them, I am stronger than my teacher now. I guess I should say that I am at the end of the third stage. To be honest, I don’t think there is a higher level than this. Common sense tells me that this is the end.
Anyway, that was the world below sea level. It was a world where even level 1 transcendents would die if they weren’t lucky.
Ron and I went downstairs.
Ron looked around curiously, and I thought I knew what it felt like.
It was amazing even to me.
What should I say?
Should I say it’s really beautiful?
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The whirlpool feast unfolding beneath the sea surface ironically felt like the grandeur of Mother Nature.
And the points where these vortices occurred were countless.
A situation where the spirit energy of an unknown owner continues to be generated underneath, as if the area is divided.
At first I didn’t care.
I kept going down. And I saw it. A huge boulder.
It was a circular shape with a diameter of about 500 meters, located right in the center below sea level, and it caught Ron and I’s eyes right away.
The source of the discomfort is clearly there. So where should we go?
I did briefly think about breaking it. I really just thought about it.
I looked at Ron, and he sent me a signal.
Roughly translated, it means, ‘Your Majesty, you are here.’
As we followed Ron there, we came across a strange stone wall that looked like an entrance.
The reason it’s called an entrance is because it was made of some kind of ore.
And as soon as I saw it, I was surprised.
Ron and I naturally looked at the Heavenly Demon Sword hanging on my waist.
The material of the sword, which is dyed black, is strangely similar to the material of the door.
I went closer and tapped it with my hand.
He didn’t just press it, he pressed it with a hand soaked in spirit.
It was hard. Really… … hard.
‘… … Look at this.’
What should I say?
I’ve always thought that this Heavenly Demon Sword might be something from another dimension. That makes sense, because this is a mineral that doesn’t come from anywhere else in the Western Continent.
There was no name. There wasn’t one, to be exact.
In my previous life, I gave it to the dwarves to look at, and they were surprised. They said it was an unbelievable ore.
