A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 43



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A genius gamer, reincarnated into a famous hero episode 43

Kaladun Blood Judgment (3)

When Harang admitted his guilt, despite Cheren’s despair, most of his blood relatives were able to smile.

‘Of course it is.’

The evidence was clear, and Prince Castia was brought in as a witness. In the meantime, what can you do?

Rather than just making shameful excuses, it would be more honorable to admit the crime and be kicked out.

While waiting for the judgment to be passed on him, the blood relatives who thought everything was over are preparing to return.

“… … “Speak.”

Suddenly, Duke Kal-El opened his mouth.

It was rare for him to speak directly during the referee, so the stadium was once again filled with silence.

“Tell me what rules you broke. The severity of the judgment that will be passed on you will vary accordingly.”

As a sinner, Harang walked up to him, knelt down, and bowed his head.

“I am… … .”

Everyone was able to anticipate what would come out of his mouth with one mind and one voice. Arihil and Cheren were no exception.

“While on guard duty in the early morning of the Wonseok Platoon’s outdoor extreme training period, I was hungry, so I made mushroom soup and ate it.”

As soon as Harang finished speaking, people’s expressions suddenly became stiff.

‘now… ‘What did you hear?’

Because it was not a realistic answer at all, people had no choice but to believe their ears. Some blood relatives were already picking their ears.

“Tell me more.”

At Kal-El’s words, Harang fell one by one. He recited what rules he had broken.

“Outside of regular training hours, he sneaked out and swung his sword, smashed all the supplies and ran away.”

“I didn’t want to salute outdoors at the time of the flag lowering, so I quickly jumped back to my lodgings even though the song was playing.”

“Even though I knew that skipping a meal was a crime of losing power, I threw it all away because it was not tasty, and secretly cooked and ate fast food at a restaurant.”

“I was 3 minutes late for the morning meeting time.”

“I postponed sun drying, which is done once every three days, for a week.”

“I put off writing the combat power report every day and ended up writing it in one day.”

“During personal maintenance time, I lay down on the bed and rested.”

From Harang’s mouth, the daily life at the training center flowed one after another. She was nothing special. That level of violation of the rules was committed by all blood relatives here.

No, rather, Harang was very quiet. Other blood relatives did even worse than that.

“… … That is all.”

After confessing everything he had done, Harang bowed his head and Kal-El spoke.

“Caladorn’s rules are such that no matter how small they are, their weight is different. My youngest grandchild, as your immediate descendant, you must act as an example to everyone. Did you not understand it?”

“I’m sorry, but it was like that. The older brothers and sisters must have shown perfect and exemplary dignity as Kaladan’s direct blood relatives, without breaking the rules even once… … .”

When those words came out, most of the immediate blood relatives looked away or cleared their throats.

“I still didn’t know the weight of my immediate descendant’s name. “I am so ashamed of my foolish attitude that I have no shame in showing it to the head of the family who recognizes and accepts my shortcomings.”

After Harang said that, he was silent for a moment, but Duke Kal-El just stared at him without answering.

At that time, another blood relative held his sword back and pretended! He lifted it up and stood up.

“I will speak out.”

Callathan’s direct 3rd generation eldest grandson, Hiron Paul Callathan.

“Semi-folded Harang. You know that’s not why we gathered you. It seems like he is unable to admit his own guilt and is trying to get away with it. Is that correct?”

After receiving the question, Harang looked at Hiron.

“It’s a story I don’t know. “Other than this, I have never broken any rules.”

Then another blood relative jumped up from his seat.

“I will speak up!”

It was Martin Kaladan, the admiral of the Eastern Fortress. Although he was a minor, he attended this event as ‘Polden’ and said with a very bad expression on his face.

“Why do you keep telling lies! “Didn’t you easily solve Baek Ya-seong’s first task to be recognized as Folden as a blood relative with the help of others?”

As he spoke, others also stood up and started talking one by one.

“It is said that the heretic was a 5-star deacon, and the believers reached at least 2 or 3 stars. Are you lying and saying that you defeated that heretic with your own strength?”

“The investigation has already ended. Traces of magic remain, and by comparing the magic waves, it will be revealed which wizard helped you.”

“Because of you, that wizard may face an unfair death.”

“And you still plan to lie?”

One by one, one by one.

As the blood relatives began to speak, Cheren’s complexion became pale, as if he was about to faint. Nevertheless, the reason he did not lose his mind was because Harang, who was actually the party involved, raised his head with a calm expression.

“It’s someone else’s help… … I’m not sure. I solved it entirely with my own strength. “Everything, including murdering believers and pagan cult leaders.”

Judge Jerry Carl Aradella, who thought his words had power, struck the bell with his sword to silence everyone, then opened his mouth.

“I will listen to the remarks of His Highness Castia Asadin Maus Herael, the second prince of Herael, who is present to testify.”

Castia, who finally realized that it was her turn, stood up proudly.

“Yes, I saw it clearly. “All of the believers fell because they were swept away by magic, and even when dealing with the cult leader, they joined forces with the wizard to attack him.”

“Semi-folded Harang. “Do you have anything to rebut?”

Harang tilted his head.

“At that time, wasn’t His Royal Highness beaten to unconsciousness by a heretic cult leader without even being able to use it?”

Was it an illusion that a laughing sound was heard from somewhere?

Castia’s face turned bright red.

‘Why is my sister making such a fuss about wanting to see such an obnoxious bastard like that?’

In any case, you just have to clear up your shameful past by making achievements in the future. But Harang is different. If it is completely buried here, there will be no chance to recover again in the future.

“It is true that I lost consciousness for a moment, but I was definitely awake at the moment when the lightning struck the cult leader!”

As Prince Castia finished his speech with a huff, all of his blood relatives began to chatter.

“I thought so too.”

“He came from a collateral lineage and was adopted by a direct lineage, but his abilities were not suited to the position.”

“I knew this myself and secretly hired someone to take advantage of it… … .”

“There’s no way Caladun wouldn’t notice such a trivial trick.”

The referee rang the bell. The right to speak was returned to Harang.

“Your Highness the Prince. He said he saw a wizard. Can you describe what he looked like?”

“The wizard did not see it. “I just saw the magic in action.”

“then… … “I guess this means that His Highness didn’t see the wizard, but only witnessed magic?”

“What does that matter? When magic occurs, it means that there is a wizard. “There’s no way magic could happen on its own, right?”

“no. “It matters.”

When the situation he wanted was finally achieved, Harang stood up from his kneeling position, straightened his back, and looked at Duke Kal-El.

At that moment, referee Jerry had a quiet conversation with someone and was handed a document.

“The investigation results have arrived.”

Jerry opened the document and read its contents calmly, then slightly opened his eyes and looked at Duke Kal-El.

“Tell me the result, referee.”

“As a result of the investigation by All One, the magic investigation unit directly under the imperial family… … “The magic power detected at the scene was of two types of wavelengths.”

Two types! At those words, Prince Castia’s expression brightened and he jumped up from his seat.

“The first wave matched Harang Pol Kaladan’s magic wave. The second wave… … .”

Castia clenched her fists. That’s when Cheren couldn’t watch this scene any longer and closed her eyes.

“Castia Asadin Maus Herael 2nd Prince.”

“yes! … … uh?”

Jerry turned his head and looked at Prince Castia.

“It’s you.”

“W-What?!”

Castia, who did not understand what Jerry meant for a moment, blinked and then asked back stupidly.

“So, then I helped Confucius use magic? No way! “I didn’t learn magic!”

Castia waved her hand and said, but no one here understood it that way.

“That’s not what I meant, His Royal Highness Prince Castia.”

Jerry looked at him in a calm voice.

He took a moment to catch his breath and made a statement that seemed to make absolutely no sense in reality as a referee who had to be more cool-headed than anyone else in the room.

“The only thing that exists throughout the battle area is the magic wave of the semi-folded Harang. What that means is that the person who used the magic was none other than Semipolden Harang himself.”

“… … ??”

For a moment, the prince unconsciously tilted his head, unable to properly understand Jerry’s words.

Then, I ask again.

“So, that is. Are you saying that there was no wizard who helped Prince Harang, and that he used both sword and magic on his own?”

“I guess so. Prince Castia’s magic wave was cut off without being detected at all, so it seems that this is the only correct answer… … .”

There was no need to feel embarrassed when told that only a small amount was detected. He couldn’t understand the ridiculous results of the investigation.

Castia turned her head and looked at the Kaladan blood relatives.

Anyone can please stop making that joke or at least give me a proper explanation.

I wanted to shout like that, but

‘what… … really?’

For the most part, their expressions were not much different from Castia’s. He was glaring at Jerry as if he couldn’t understand!

Only then did I remember that among Kaladan’s rules, there is no such thing as ‘you must not learn magic’.

If Harang really used magic, he is not guilty of anything.

“… … No, okay. great. Harang Confucius. If you really used magic, why not show it and prove it right here? If it’s true, doesn’t that mean we can show it here too?”

Harang smiled meaningfully at his words, but at that moment, Castia felt an eerie feeling and her heart sank.

I’ve seen that smile before.

The first brother’s smile… … In other words, it was the smile of those who were born as ‘rulers’ and had the spirit of a king.

“Prince Castia.”

“Yes, yes… ?”

“Do you think Duke Caladun is funny?”

“… … !!”

Castia shouted at Harang’s unexpected remark as if a bomb had been placed on her chest.

“W-what are you talking about! “I will never disrespect the Dukes of Caladorn!”

“well… … “I don’t think the prince understands the current situation at all.”

Harang smiled slightly crookedly.

“Kaladun Blood Judgment is a place to ask and judge the sins of blood relatives when there is clear evidence. “It was said that His Majesty the Prince would testify, so this place was created.”

“Yes, it’s true! Indeed, I have seen magic, and even the Inquisitor of Makeris has testified to it.”

“no. The Inquisitor of Maycris said he had only seen magic, but not a wizard, so he was absent.”

At those words, Castia realized something was wrong.

Is the difference between seeing magic and seeing a wizard that big? … ?

‘… … ah.’

I realized it too late.

If you have witnessed a wizard, it is definitely evidence that you have received help from someone else.

However, given that magic was used, countless possibilities are open. For example, the premise is that ‘Confucius Harang can use magic in addition to swordsmanship.’

“In the end, just because of your testimony, Kaladan’s blood relatives invested all their precious time and gathered together, and I was judged by the blood line. If you can’t prove it with solid evidence… … .”

Harang’s eyes sank deeply.

“You have deceived and insulted the Kaladan clan.”

“Mo, an insult?! Humiliation?! Me, I didn’t mean to do that!”

“There wasn’t… … . Isn’t that a remark that disrespects Kaladun? It would mean that I took part in Caladern’s blood judgment lightly. Do you think we gathered together like this to scold a child for one mistake?”

“… … !”

“I am being judged as a kinsman and knight of Caladhan. Of course, since you have decided to provide solid information to judge Kaladan’s blood relatives, you must take responsibility.”

Only then did Castia learn why the Inquisitors did not attend the Blood World Judgment.

Because they knew long ago that this was such a heavy position!

“Prince Castia. Are you willing to give up your right arm if this judge finds you not guilty?”

“Oh, your right arm… … ?!”

“You probably don’t think that our family weighs less than your right arm.”

As Castia began to sweat, Harang smiled and said.

“I also have no hobby of collecting other people’s arms. “If you are unable to give up your arm, you may be compensated with an ‘item’ equivalent in value to the value of your right arm.”

“Ugh… … !”

Castia gritted her teeth.

He thought the current situation was strange.

Harang was talking as if he was trying to threaten him, but what does that really matter?

‘That’s a bluff! At the age of 14, he achieved 4-star swordsmanship and 3-star magic? ‘You’re saying things that don’t even sound like words!’

In the end, Castia gritted her teeth and threw a gamble to Harang.

“great! If Prince Harang shows evidence that he used magic, I swear on the name of the Herael royal family that I will reward him with my right arm… … !”

Qwarm-blink!

“… … “Wow!”

The moment you spit and swear as a prince, a blue thunderbolt falls on your head.

He didn’t get seriously hurt thanks to his instincts that raised his Aurors to defend himself, but the mental shock was even greater than that.

‘What the hell… uh…’ How… … ?’

Even while he was dazed by the lightning, the prince was able to see.

The blue magic circle spread out at Harang’s fingertips spinning with sparks flying. He grinned and wringed his hands as if in amusement.

Then this time the magic circle glowed red and flames ignited.

“Yes, I can use magic too. This year, we achieved 3 stars. and… … .”

He smiles mischievously and snaps his fingers! It bounced. As the flame died down, a magic circle came down to his wrist and spun around.

There were some who imitated a wizard using expensive scrolls, but the free operation of the magic circle on his wrist was proof that he was a true wizard.

“In fact, even if you couldn’t provide solid testimony, there was no need to give up your right arm, prince. Our Caladern is not that scary and ugly. But he insisted on giving me a gift… … “I will accept it gratefully.”

Only then did the prince realize.

The fact that he was defeated.

Even on missions.

Even in refereeing.

In everything… … .