Episode 102
Although the concentration of energy was overwhelmingly greater for the Lord of Hebron, in terms of the range over which the energy spread, Raphael was superior to the Viscount of Hebron.
Yuria realized that the energy flowing out of Raphael’s house was divine power. She found herself bending her knees in front of that divine power without even realizing it.
“Raphael… … Senator?”
Yuria pushed open the slightly open door and went inside. The green aura warmly enveloped her, allowing her to relax a little.
Yuria discovered a man emitting green energy.
Although I couldn’t see his appearance in detail, I could guess his personality just from his demeanor and voice.
“This is Reverend Yuria. I have received a word from the Lord.”
“I see the servant of the Holy One.”
“I am just a member of the National Assembly.”
“Uh, how… … ?”
Yuria looked at the opponent who possessed divine powers that were incomparable to her own. She could not understand Raphael’s words.
“I guess you can see through my abilities with those eyes.”
“Breccia has given me the eye of the beast.”
There was pride in Yuria’s voice. Raphael nodded and clasped his hands together.
He bowed his head slightly and spoke politely.
“May it be filled with sacrifice and love.”
“May the truth benefit mankind.”
Raphael smiled contentedly.
I almost laughed out loud. I really liked Brechagyo’s new greeting.
Raphael guided a girl who was about the age of his granddaughter to the table. He handed her the snacks he had prepared in advance. He looked at Yuria, who was chewing the snacks with a crunchy sound, and spoke softly.
“The doctrine I will teach you from now on is the core of the
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“What is this?”
Butler Dante looked in disbelief at the book before his eyes. His forehead was deeply engraved with the marks of time. He had been full of energy since moving to Hebron, but finding a purpose in life did not extend his lifespan.
“This is a book that reestablishes the theory of Carl de Witte, who is called the father of ancient education. I wrote it myself. The title of the book is
“Yes, you wrote it yourself, my lord?”
“Yes, there were several books by Karl de Witte in the royal library. Actually, I was ordered by the king to read other books, but I couldn’t turn away from the books containing Karl de Witte’s teachings.”
“Of course! Of course you would have. I understand!”
Dante was a follower of Charles de Witte. He did not forget the teachings of Charles de Witte when raising the children of the Duke of Breiot.
Behind Dante’s support of Luis de Breiot in the strict Duke of Breiot was Carl de Witte. The core of Carl de Witte’s educational policy was that all children are born with genius talents and that each child should be educated in a way that suits them.
The moment I discovered the name of Karl de Witte in the royal library, his writings became embedded in my mind.
“Can you now establish an educational system in Hebron?”
Although Hebron Academy was on track, there were still many shortcomings. They invited talented people from all over the place to fill the number of teachers, but the problem was that each teacher had a different teaching policy.
Because everyone taught according to their own beliefs, the students felt confused.
An educational system that would unify the teachings of all teachers was needed.
I chose Dante as the right person for this role.
“Am I really allowed to do this?”
“Have you ever doubted what I said?”
“Master Carl de Witte’s methods are not suited to the Academy.”
I was prepared because I had expected it.
“Then I will adapt the Academy to the methods of Karl de Witte.”
“It will cost… a lot.”
“If I can nurture even a few geniuses, I can afford to lose that much.”
Hebron is overflowing with money. No, it will be overflowing.
Now it has become important to decide how to use the overflowing finances.
If you increase your military power without thinking, you will be subject to checks from surrounding lords, royal families, and ducal families. However, education was the most inconspicuous investment that could produce certain results.
“I will do it. No, please let me do it.”
Dante’s eyes became much more serious. Although he looked like an old man, his eyes were more lively than those of a young man.
“Dante.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“I appoint you as the president of Hebron Academy.”
“The end of my life… … !”
Dante shut his mouth tightly and lowered his head. Tears flowed faintly from his tear ducts, which were as dry as his gaunt body.
Dante was in his fifties. It was too early to end his life, but considering that he was a commoner, he had to think about ending his life.
‘I won’t let you go early. Please live until you are at least seventy years old.’
I will save Dante. I will do my utmost to extend his life, without touching any forbidden magic.
“Isn’t it true that Karl de Witte is called the father of classical education?”
“Yes.”
“Who is the father of modern education?”
Dante furrowed his brows but couldn’t answer right away.
That’s because no one in particular comes to mind.
“Dante.”
When my name was called, Dante looked at me in surprise.
“Bring me the answer. I don’t care if it takes a long time.”
“insect!”
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The world shook. The pillars of the training ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred, and stone chips fell from the ceiling. Not only did the solid marble floor crack, but even the magic circle that reduced physical shock began to glow blue. It meant that excessive shock had been applied.
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“That’s going too far.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
Varyan bowed deeply. Next to him was Bartman, a wizard who rarely passed the 6th class.
Unlike the bewildered Baryan, Batman had a satisfied look on his face.
“No, Baryan, you have nothing to be sorry about. Rather, you deserve praise. You really worked hard. I will compensate you generously.”
“Oh, no. I just want to thank you for allowing me to handle the ancient relics. I didn’t know that dwarven technology still exists today.”
Batman’s mouth fell open as he watched Ambrod’s performance. He looked like he wanted to laugh out loud.
I asked Batman casually.
“Is it that good?”
“That’s great! Even though I only have one leg, I can still achieve such incredible strength. Isn’t that amazing?”
As Batman said, Ambrod was amazing. Ambrod’s movements were incomparably faster than usual, and the earth shook with every step he took.
Ambrod’s right leg looked unusually thick.
Unlike his armored left leg, his right leg was fitted with a prosthetic leg made of iron, made by Batman. It was similar in shape to Varyan’s leg, but much sturdier.
The surface of the prosthetic limb was covered with magic circles of unknown meaning, and it was done to prevent other magicians from deciphering them.
I flinched involuntarily as I imagined myself fighting Ambrod. I didn’t like my reaction. I wanted to prove that my judgment was wrong.
“There is no knight in this neighborhood who can surpass Ambrod.”
“It’s all thanks to your lord’s insight. I tested the prosthetic hand on other knights, but none of them knew how to use it properly.”
“I guess so.”
Instead of Varyan’s legs, Ambrod wore the legs of a golem that Varyan had made. In addition to the golem legs, he also made a prosthetic arm. Unlike the prosthetic limb, the prosthetic arm was attached to the arm.
Using the prosthetic arm wasn’t as easy as I thought. The overwhelming force sent shocks that made me feel like my shoulder was going to fall off.
But Ambrod used the prosthetic limb, which was made in the same way as a prosthetic arm, as if it were a part of his own body. He smiled broadly as if his amputated leg had sprouted again.
‘If I could complete several golems with that level of power, I could probably take on the Royal Knights.’
However, contrary to expectations, the ancient golem could not be created. This was because the core of the golem operation, which could be called the center, could not be implemented. Although I, Batman, and Varyan put our heads together and thought hard, we could not even imitate the thinking mechanism that allows the golem to respond to the master’s commands.
For now, the best way to do it was to apply golem technology to prosthetic arms and legs. Even that required using up a lot of magic stones.
Ambrod’s prosthetic leg also had a magic stone attached to it. It was mined from the Wasteland mines, but it was known to the outside world that it was purchased through the Serpens upper house.
‘If this continues, we’ll have to pretend that Hebron has gone bankrupt.’
The magic stone is an expensive item. Although Hebron’s economy is recovering, it is still in the process of recovering from wars with neighboring territories and is just beginning to grow.
Even considering his father’s fashion brand Hebron, the profits from hunting monsters, and the taxes he collected from the upper class, he was reaching his limit.
‘I have no choice but to move, even if it means forcing myself to do so.’
In the midst of all this, Ambrod’s advance was good news. With him at the forefront, it seemed like absorbing the surrounding weaklings would be no problem.
I pictured Hebron’s future in my head, but my body reacted differently. I raised my aura and glared at Ambrod.
Before I knew it, a serenade was in my hands.
“That’s fun.”
As I pushed the aura into Serenade, whoosh! The sword name exploded. Serenade swelled slightly as if she was going to explode, and expanded to survive.
It multiplied iron and wrapped around my hand.
For a moment, my eyes met Ambrod’s. He understood the meaning of my drawing my sword, and I nodded.
We rushed at each other without saying who would go first.
Kuuuuung!
Ambrod ran toward me, breaking the floor of my personal training room. With each step he took with his right foot, the defensive magic circle was destroyed. Batman, who had set up the magic circle, groaned, but he said nothing.
Just before Serenade and Ambrose’s longswords met, I instinctively twisted my wrist. I was certain that if I clashed head-on, my wrist would break.
Oh my god!
‘Strong!’
For a moment, the sensation seemed to disappear, but soon my wrist began to tingle. It was thanks to my resilience.
Ambrod charged, kicking the ground repeatedly. He was like an angry bull. He charged straight ahead and swung his sword without hesitation. It was fortunate that he charged without any murderous intent.
I tried my best to block Ambrod’s attacks. After repeating it several times, I got used to it, but the more I did it, the more my arm became numb. If I continued like this, I would definitely lose.
‘There is a way. As always, the way is in my head.’
Suwaaaaak!
Although it was a large horizontal swing, it was a 1-second vertical slash using Lewis’ swordsmanship. By applying 1 second, horizontal slashes, diagonal slashes, and upward slashes became possible.
Ambrod’s eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t back down. Ambrod had superhuman strength to dodge my swordsmanship.
‘There are 10 minutes left.’
Ambrod’s abilities were limited. His golem limbs could only operate for twenty minutes per magic stone. If I were to force myself to hold out, I would win, but it would be embarrassing to use such tricks in a duel.
‘I’ll show you.’
Louis’s swordsmanship was conceived up to 5 seconds. Of those, only 1 second was feasible in actual combat. If he concentrated, he might be able to do it up to 2 seconds. He could do it alone, but he had never used it against a living person.
Louis Fencing 2 second fantasy sword.
‘If you make a mistake, you die.’
It was Ambrod’s story, not mine.
‘I trust you.’
I locked eyes with Ambrod. He seemed even more excited and pushed me forward, as if he was certain of victory.
Ambrod’s swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds. He developed the swordsmanship for the one-legged knight into the Ambrod swordsmanship, and eventually he even mixed in the swordsmanship he had already learned.
