Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 475

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Episode 475

Chapter 1

Again.

After fighting the Salt King, I lost consciousness.

After that, I had a dream-like dream. I saw a strange door in a place where the corpses of countless people I had killed were behind me and the surroundings were covered in blood.

It was the same situation.

A dark space with a corpse, blood, and a wall.

Should we call it the boundary of the unconscious?

Suddenly I raised my hand.

I clenched my fist.

My muscles are moving and I can feel the stimulation of my skin in detail. This is not a dream, that is, not a lucid dream.

The next thing I felt was my entire body.

Should I say that recovery is underway?

The damaged blood vessels are reassembled and the twisted body is put back into place.

The headache gradually went away and I felt drowsy for the first time in a long time.

I admit that Shin’s skills are better than I thought. But that’s not what’s important here.

What is happening right now has nothing to do with being ‘cured’.

This is reality. Another reality.

Am I ready to move on to the next level?

I slowly rose into the sky. There was no point in drawing up mana or anything like that.

If I express my will to rise into the sky, mana will lift my body up on its own. That is the state I am in. That is the state of nature.

I walked up to the door and extended my hand.

Ugh.

My left palm touches the door. Nothing happens. I apply force. I push. It doesn’t move.

I pull up my strength. Kookung, the space vibrates.

But the door didn’t move at all.

I raised my right hand while holding my left hand. I wasn’t trying to hold it together or anything.

I clenched my fist. A black current swirled around and surrounded my fist.

He threw his fist straight at me.

Kwaaaaang-!!

There is not even a jolt.

One more time.

Kwaaaaang-!!

One more time.

Kwaaaaang-!!

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He kept hitting me.

Kwaaaaang-!! Kwaaaaang-!!

A loud noise resonates through the space.

He kept throwing his fists without stopping.

There was no response. It didn’t move when I hit it once, but it didn’t move at all when I hit it multiple times. It was solid and heavy.

It seemed like I was hearing things like it wasn’t time yet, that it wasn’t enough yet.

I just unclenched my fist. It stung, but it wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t the first or second time this had happened. I just put my hand on my back.

Suddenly, I think of the great monk Yeomjon Hwacheon.

To be honest, he was strong.

When I first saw him, those eyes filled with ugly desire were similar to Arthur Gunnar.

It would be better to say it was exactly the same rather than similar. It was pathetic and stupid-looking.

He despised him for showing the kind of behavior that those below his level, trapped by their own desires, would display. But as he fought, he awakened.

It awakened not once, but twice.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised.

At first, his strength was similar to Arthur Gunnar’s, but after two awakenings, he surpassed Iskandar.

It wouldn’t be wrong to say that I have reached the level of Master Nana. In the language of this Eastern Continent, it would be like entering the realm of nature.

In that natural landscape, I will be in the middle or at the end, and the salt zone has reached the beginning. It’s just a difference of one point.

When people on the same level fight, a single stroke separates the winner from the loser.

That one point isn’t determined by luck.

It’s not like ordinary people are fighting, nor is it like it’s like masters are fighting.

Transcendent beings. A fight between monsters that have surpassed human standards. That one stroke is the difference between the two realms.

I raised my head and stared blankly at the wall.

If I break this wall, where will I go?

The teacher probably hasn’t seen this wall either.

Is it possible to overcome this and kill Ragnarok?

The continued questioning gave birth to more questions, like hatching an egg, but that was it.

It wouldn’t have mattered if I hadn’t seen it, but I did.

Seeing things you haven’t seen before means you’ve grown.

There is room to go higher. That’s good. That’s enough.

I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes at the same time as I let out a languid breath.

The space that existed just a moment ago was gone. A god is seen holding his hand in the air and muttering something.

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The white and red smoke covering the surroundings was very mysterious.

The two smokes were moving as if they had life, and what was interesting was that the two smokes were trying to eat each other.

The ‘color perspective’, such as white and red combining, was not important. Only the colors were expressed.

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‘The white one seems to be the innate energy that came from the elixir… … and the red one is something that came from my body.’

If you use too much force, you will get tired. It means that you will have wounds inside your body. And the process of recovering from that is never smooth.

When the wounds are so severe that the healing power cannot keep up, a person dies.

But if resilience is superior, it’s a different story.

The gods were now working on wiping away all the fatigue and wounds from my body with the help of the elixirs.

The muttering god finds me with my eyes open.

“Oh, you’re awake.”

“Because it’s so noisy.”

The god snickered and said, ‘Oh, I guess I mumbled a little too loudly.’ He muttered something like that and then spoke to me.

“Just wait a moment, it’s almost finished.”

I waited. Soon, the white smoke completely consumed the red smoke. At the same time, my body felt lighter. How long had it been?

Accumulated fatigue. There can’t be no such thing. Because I’ve been running without rest since I returned.

Because I lived like I did in my past life. I fought every moment, kept fighting, and kept falling.

Fatigue accumulated, and although I recovered by resting, the fatigue accumulated faster.

That’s completely gone.

I’m saying this now, but I wasn’t in the best physical condition when I fought Yeomjon.

It just regained some of its former glory and grew a little bit, but it certainly wasn’t the best.

Not only were there physical problems, but there was also too much debris accumulated in my soul. But now.

A refreshing feeling I’ve never felt before covers my whole body. My body feels extremely light.

“Whew. Now that it’s over, get up.”

I couldn’t help but laugh naturally at the sound of God’s voice in my ear.

I slowly got up. When I stretched out my arms, put my hands on the ground, and stood on both feet, I could feel it.

Although I didn’t break the wall to get to the next level, I felt I had a lot of ‘luck’.

I turned my head.

The god, with a look of obvious exhaustion, sat down in his seat. The god, who was panting, noticed my gaze and raised his head.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you trying to say thank you?”

It was a playful voice, but it wasn’t a joke to me. I don’t think I’ll ever experience something like this again.

“I don’t know how to express my gratitude.”

“… … .”

“You want to come to the Western Continent for a ‘vacation’?”

“That’s right.”

“Because it seems like something big is going to happen on the Eastern Continent soon?”

Shinui nods.

So I made a suggestion.

“How about settling down in the Western Continent?”

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“……settlement?”

“I think you want to train to be a doctor. Is that right?”

The god looks at me with strange eyes.

It wasn’t an unexpected question, because I had just glanced at it on the way here.

At least in my personal opinion, this place called ‘Uigung’ was similar to some kind of educational facility.

The men that the god had ordered to bring the elixir earlier did not seem to be servants or soldiers, but rather some sort of trainees. Then the god confirmed my suspicion.

“You saw it right. You’re surprisingly quick-witted, considering you’re sick.

“There is a place called Academy in the Western Continent.”

“… … Academy?”

“You can think of it as a literal educational facility. You learn martial arts, politics, archery, and commerce.”

“… … .”

“I’m studying military science, technology, and maybe even creating a medical department. Are you interested?”

The god looks at me blankly.

“Are you interested?”

“Oh, right. I don’t know what the Western Continent is. I don’t even know what kind of place it is.”

“How can someone like that say he wants to go on vacation?”

“I said that because I don’t know what kind of place it is, so I thought I’d take refuge there ‘for a while.’ Settling down is a completely different matter, isn’t it?”

“That’s right.”

Was it strange that I was surprisingly quick to accept it? Shin-ui’s eyes widened.

“Wow, the more I look at it, the more amazing it is.”

“what.”

“Those who have reached the realm of the living are usually not as ‘humble’ as you. They are usually the ones who just want to push through anything. It’s really interesting.”

I ended up laughing. Shin-ui finished speaking.

“I’ll give that academy a second thought.”

“consideration?”

“I should have some time to collect my thoughts, right? And of course, I should be given the position of head of the department, right?”

“That’s obvious.”

Director of the Faculty of Medicine at the Milos Academy.

“I’ll think about it. Seriously.”

I nodded. It made perfect sense.

However, as I said before, I still didn’t know how to express my gratitude.

The offer of the Deanship is not a repayment for the healing God has done for me. It is something else.

I try to give God the best I can.

“Give me whatever you have. Something small in volume.”

“… … Are you now going to rip off the person who treated you?”

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He shook his head.

“Just give it to me first.”

Shin-ui made a puzzled expression and took off the shoes he was wearing.

I thought he was going to give me his shoes, but he wasn’t. He took off his socks and threw them at me.

Binjeong looks really hurt, I guess it looks like I’m really rip-off. Who do you think the thug is?

“Is this okay? You won’t regret it?”

“… … Take it. I have sweaty feet so I have a lot of socks.”

It felt a bit damp somehow.

He slowly raised his spirits, bursting into laughter.

Kung, the stone chamber vibrates. The god opens his eyes wide. What is this?

“You… … broke the ‘wall’ while I was lying down?”

“How could that be?”

“… … Then what on earth is this energy?”

He shrugged. It’s simple. Before, he would endure the pain and exert himself, but not anymore.

My body has completely healed, my energy circulation has gotten faster, and I have become more skilled than before.

I didn’t break the wall, but from the perspective of someone who saw the wall, I grew more than before. More than anything.

“You treated me. Thanks to you, all the dregs of my soul were washed away. I’m fine now.”

He smiled, but the god was still in a daze.

Anyway, this is the best body right now. The best body.

To be honest, I don’t think I could lose to anyone in this state.

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