A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 35



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A genius gamer, reincarnated into a famous hero episode 35

Honorary Sword Society (6)

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The doctor who was examining Harang’s body with a magic tool stethoscope tilted his head.

It appeared that the internal injuries were severe until a knight worthy of being a High Master of Caladern hurriedly came to pick up the boy, but for some reason, as time passed, he was fine.

“Your condition has improved a lot. “They say he’s a master, and his skills are amazing.”

Havenell, the doctor in charge of the Honorary Sword Society, laughed at Aran’s words.

“This is embarrassing. I didn’t do anything. “I was just watching.”

“… … “What do you mean?”

High Master Aran looked slightly embarrassed.

It was good that he disappeared somewhere under the orders of the head of the family and found Harang, who was healing her internal injuries alone.

The internal injuries were probably more serious than expected, and he was already on the verge of fainting and was unable to even use the ten thousand swords that the head of the family had given him.

This is because to be effective, the fleet or spiritual corps must be fully conscious and use all their concentration to use magical power.

However, just before he fainted, Harang instinctively grabbed Manseondan and put it in his mouth. Common sense would have it that a patient on the verge of fainting should have been stopped if he tried to eat a heavy 10,000-seondan weight, but Aran did not stop it with the instinct of a 9-star swordsman.

Why did you do that?

There was no doubt that Harang’s life could be in danger.

‘… … ‘I can’t believe it.’

Even while he was losing his mind, Harang instinctively performed Mana and completely took it as his own.

A fainted patient controls the flow of mana?

I would understand if it were a soldier of a certain level who did that, but Harang was only a 2-star swordsman now.

‘Right. Even while he was unconscious, did he completely melt the Manseondan and make it his own, thereby healing his wounded energy and meridians? … .’

If you heal your internal injuries by performing a perfect fortune-telling technique using an excellent tip, your magical power may actually increase even more than before you suffered the internal injuries.

But that is really only a very small number of cases. If that had always been possible, rich warriors would have continued to inflict internal injuries and eat expensive spiritual tablets to increase their magical power.

Odds of one in a million. A miraculous situation unfolded that could be said to have truly extreme odds.

In the body of a little 2-star swordsman who had fainted.

“It would be nice if it were a miracle… … .”

“miracle? “Well?”

Startle!! Aran felt her heart drop and stepped back, gripping her sword.

I didn’t feel any presence at all, but then I heard a woman’s voice!

“Baby. Take your hand off the sword. Are you trying to do something dangerous in the hospital room? I don’t think it’s good. Above all, your master will be very angry?”

“Da, you…” … .”

The fairy constellation of Heavenly Palace.

Yuri Hwa, a mysterious 10-star swordsman who is over 100 years old this year and still maintains the beautiful appearance of a person in her 20s.

‘At some point… … ?’

Even the 9-star swordsman himself couldn’t read the signs at all. Considering that the momentum and presence of the 10-star swordsmen are as incredible as the sky, this is something that is simply unbelievable.

‘They’re hiding all that terrifying power… … ?’

She stared at the sleeping Harang without even giving Aran a glance.

“It’s not a miracle.”

“… … yes?”

“I heard that this child has already performed several miracles. Then, it is not a miracle but ‘will’.”

“will… is it… … ?”

“What others call miracles are achieved through the power of will. Isn’t it amazing? With such a young and small body… … .”

The fairy constellation Yurihwa gently stroked Harang’s cheek.

Aran knows full well that she doesn’t harbor bad intentions. The good people of Heavenly Palace live with good hearts… … .

“Are you the perfect husband for me?”

Aran shouted in shock.

“It’s not possible!”

“Ah why! “I would die without ever holding a man’s hand in my life.”

“Think of the age difference! 10 times more! Hey, my conscience… … .”

“Conscience? what?”

As Yurihwa looked at him with a straight face, Aran swallowed his dry saliva. Now that she doesn’t have Duke Kal-El, if she gets angry and goes on a rampage, an entire city may collapse.

As Aran held the sword hilt tightly with a nervous expression on his face, Yurihwa laughed. It was a smile full of charm for its age.

“It’s a joke, a joke!”

She waved her hand, saying it was a joke, but Aran honestly felt cold.

The fairy constellation and the god of glass painting, known to be quite famous in the world.

‘I will marry a man who is stronger and more reliable than me!’

It was an obvious credo held by many female warriors, and most female warriors were bound to find the husband they wanted and get married.

But Yurihwa, the fairy constellation, couldn’t do that… … .

She was strong. She was too strong. She had no rivals among female warriors, and among her male warriors, there were very few who could match her.

“Ha~ I wonder why there aren’t so many 10-star warriors in the world. Even if there are, they are all married or just old people who live in the sea or in the mountains. “Wizards don’t seem to be any stronger than me and they smell like medicine!”

“… … “You’re kidding, right?”

“Oh, of course! Well, it’s true that I came down to look for a young member who has the potential to reach 10 stars!”

She said while looking at Harang.

“Feed the kid some food. Why is the boy so petty? “If I were to sit in the fairy palace, I wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.”

“… … Do you want to take Master Harang as your disciple? “I’m sorry, but you have already been designated as the Duke’s successor.”

“You know, you know. “It’s true that I originally came to see the Honorable Swordsman’s Association to look for Gigi, but the reason I came to see your master was a slightly different reason.”

“For another reason… … ?”

“huh. I felt an incredibly pure energy of nature from this child. Even I, a fairy… … .”

Yurihwa closed her eyes and took a breath. It was as if I was smelling a fragrant scent.

“I can feel this enchantingly deep energy of nature in this child.”

Yurihwa closed her eyes tightly and enjoyed the energy radiating from Harang.

with a plop… ! A refreshing, cool breeze passed through her hair, as if she had been immersed in a lake.

“… … In order to have this much refreshing energy, you would have to eat the whole inner altar of the mountain spirit.”

After a while, Yurihwa opened her eyes and looked at Aran with a complex and subtle expression.

“You didn’t feed the child, what on earth did you feed him?”

“I’m fine too… … I do not know. However, His Majesty did not give any special advice to you. This time, he ordered me to heal my internal injuries, but that wasn’t enough… … .”

“It is true that Manseondan is a rare elixir, but it does not create a constitution like this.”

“What kind of constitution do you have?”

“It goes beyond being loved by nature, to the level of becoming nature itself. Like an elf… No, honestly, when I first felt the energy, I thought it was a fairy.”

“Is it possible for a human to have such energy?”

“It’s impossible. In order for this to be possible, the entire inner tier of a spirit-level mountain spirit must be monopolized before human mana is completely established in the body.”

“But that…” … .”

It’s impossible.

There were two big reasons.

“It actually makes no sense to have the entire inner altar of a spirit-level mountain spirit all to yourself. “Even if it’s Caladon, it’s going to be hard to find.”

Not only would there be no way for a mountain spirit with this much energy to give his precious heart to someone, but if he had been hunted, Naedan would have been shattered into dust and spread throughout the world.

“Besides, even if I saved it… … How can a body this young handle that? The inner altar of the spiritual being is also called the poisoned chalice bottle by warriors and wizards.”

If you successfully absorb even a small portion of the spirit’s internal power, you can expect a tremendous increase in achievement. However, most of them were unable to properly absorb even elixirs, and there were cases where they fell into paralysis while absorbing powerful elixirs.

But that young boy absorbed the inner power of the spirit being? It made absolutely no sense that he had swallowed it whole instead of just part of it.

“Isn’t there a possibility that it is a natural constitution?”

“I would like to answer not at all, but… … well. “Maybe there is one.”

Historically, there have been quite a few cases where humans were born with the love of nature. The Spirit King’s contractors are a representative example.

However, this is not the level of love from the Spirit King, but the energy to become the Spirit King himself in the future.

“This could be dangerous later if we don’t take action… … .”

Yurihwa put her index and middle fingers to her lips and then tapped Harang’s forehead.

After a while, a mysterious pink mark appeared, and the light spread and disappeared.

“that… … .”

“A small gift. Don’t tell your child anything. “You’ll find out later.”

“Is that so?”

“huh. And later, when you get the chance, ask them to come up to the Heavenly Palace.”

“May I ask why?”

“Well, there’s no special reason… … .”

She stared at Harang.

“I just want to teach you something.”

Yurihwa, smiling brightly, was indeed a beauty with a reputation around the world. A Gyeonggukji color that captivates the hearts of countless men… … Although being 100 years old was a big barrier.

“Okay~ I’ll just go now~”

After finishing his work, the glass painting turned into cherry blossom petals, then flowed like the wind outside the window and disappeared.

Aran looked at the spot where she disappeared for a long time, then took his gear and left the hospital room.

* * *

The next day, Aran, who had completed all his external duties according to the orders of the head of the family, returned to the palace of Calambrinho and treated Duke Kal-el alone.

“High Master, Aran Paradel. I returned from my mission. Here is a message from His Majesty the Emperor.”

When Aran politely handed over the scroll, it floated in the air and was held in Duke Kal-El’s hand.

The emperor’s letter was not meant to be received arrogantly like this. They had to kneel in front of the emperor’s messenger stand, show courtesy, and swear loyalty by listening to the commands the messenger gave them, but they skipped that process altogether, saying it was cumbersome and useless.

Duke Kal-El did not omit it.

The emperor, who was his close friend and comrade-in-arms, thought there was no reason to do such a useless thing, so he abolished the custom only for Duke Kal-El.

It was a quite unique move compared to previous emperors who had been afraid of Kaladan’s power and status for generations and tried to forcibly put shackles on him.

“It seems that His Majesty the Emperor would like to see the youngest master.”

Aran, who had heard the story in advance and knew it, carefully told the story. The content of the letter was long and lengthy, but most of it was just unnecessary rhetoric and modifiers.

If everything was omitted, it could be summarized in just one line.

‘My daughter and son are interested in your youngest grandson’s swordsmanship, so how about meeting them over dinner?’

Kal-El frowned and crumpled the book.

“Tell them no. It is tradition that blood relatives who entered the White Night Castle are not allowed to attend public events until they receive the ordination ceremony. Who knows that… … .”

“Yes, I understand.”

When Kal-El clicked his tongue, Aran stood up.

The story had to be relayed to the emperor’s messengers who were waiting outside and stamping their feet by now.

“Wait a minute, the business isn’t over.”

“… … “Please tell me.”

“My youngest grandchild. “What is the child’s condition?”

At that question, Aran looked almost startled for a moment, but quickly returned to his original face.

‘The reason Your Highness is interested in the health of your children… … This is almost the first time this has happened.’

Aside from being surprised, Aran’s mouth reported Harang’s condition.

“I suffered severe internal injuries. As you predicted, it seems to be because you exceeded your limits too much.”

“Have the internal injuries healed?”

“yes. It was amazing. Even while he was unconscious, he consumed the Manseondan that His Highness gave him and used his energy to completely heal his internal injuries, and his condition is now much better than before he suffered the internal injuries. “When you wake up, you will probably have more magic power than before.”

Duke Kal-El didn’t look particularly surprised. Aran felt slightly embarrassed by the attitude, as if to say, ‘I have to do that of course, so that I can become my successor.’

‘It was a natural action for the constellations and the youngest grandchild, but I described it as a miracle… … .’

Those who do what others describe as miracles as if it were natural.

Only such people were qualified to reach the level of 10 stars, transcending human limitations.

‘I still have a long way to go… … .’

Aran remained silent, recalling the last sword technique Harang used.

For hundreds of years of history, the second type of Pungrangbaekgeomgyeol has been passed down from generation to generation as a ‘counterattack type sword technique’. Aran never once doubted the teachings.

This time, for the first time, my common sense was distorted.

‘To catch you off guard by converting a counter-attack type of swordsmanship into an attack type… … .’

If it were you, would it have been possible to catch the other person off guard like that? Well, first of all, modifying sword techniques doesn’t make sense.

I’ve never dared to think of such impure thoughts as ‘remodeling’ Kaladun’s sword techniques, but even if someone said I could do it and gave permission, it would be difficult.

because.

‘The Kaladon sword technique has been constantly refined and improved over hundreds of years, and is considered to be the most perfect sword technique… … .’

It is true that Emblitz and Makeris were both excellent swordsmen, but they could not match Kaladun in terms of swordsmanship.

There was no family that could dare to follow the numerous seasons and shapes derived from one herbal diet.

Isn’t it common for even blood relatives within a family to die without learning all the forms? Unless he is Duke Kal-El, there is no blood relative who can say with confidence that he has perfectly mastered all sword techniques.

‘The most perfect Kaladon sword technique. Is it really true?’

There was a time when Duke Kal-El carefully asked Aran such a question. Although it was already more than 10 years ago, the duke still could not resolve the question.

Why did you ask that question?

Aran was something I didn’t understand until now, but now I think I understand.

If Kaladan’s sword technique was truly as close to perfection as possible, so many forms would not have existed.

One perfect form.

It was the only one that remained and was passed down from generation to generation.

‘I see. Your Majesty has long wondered about this and has been dreaming of the most perfect swordsmanship… … .’

Duke Kal-El, who had thought throughout his life that such a sword technique could no longer be found, today is today.

I finally got to see it.

The image of the youngest grandchild performing the second type of pungrangbaekgeul, which was originally a counterattack type of swordsmanship, but has become perfect for offense and defense.

It was almost like a miracle.

It was will.

It was fate.

A dream that not all Calathan swordsmen dreamed of. The belief that one day, even if he is not his master, a descendant will emerge who can demonstrate perfect swordsmanship.

It seemed as if hundreds of years of faith and will had been passed down and finally unfolded in Harang’s hands.

“It’s best not to have too many expectations.”

Kal-El must have realized what he was thinking, and spoke with his chin resting.

“Are you sure that in the hundreds of years of Kaladon’s history, a child with such talent has never been born?”

“no. It has certainly existed several times. “The history has not been confirmed, but I believe so.”

Although they were born with talent, they were not recorded in history.

The reason was simple.

This is because they were unable to overcome the ‘ordeal’ imposed by the first head of Kaladan.

‘The first ordeal of the first head of the family: Survive the bloody ranking battle among the direct lineage of Kaladan purebloods and become the head of the family.’

Only by becoming the head of the family can one become qualified to challenge the ‘Pantheon’, but most would have died without even passing the first test.

The current Harang is only at the starting point of his first ordeal.

‘The angular stone fits well. The youngest grandchild is too young, and the immediate blood relatives who are competitors are already adults and establishing themselves.’

All blood relatives will aim their swords at Harang’s neck. Everyone knows that their chance will come back only if they first kill him who has talent far superior to theirs.

Will Harang be able to survive in this situation?

Will Harang be able to safely pass this first ordeal given by the first head of the family?

The survival rate is extremely poor. Even if you survive, the odds of becoming the head of the family with all your limbs intact are extremely low.

However, if.

If Harang survives and passes the trials of the first head of the family… … .

‘A new history will be written in our generation.’