How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 117



Only Krnovel

Episode 117. Successor of the Starlight (1)

Ossian’s gaze turned to the aspirants, including David.

Jonathan didn’t understand why they were staring at him, but David was indeed quick-witted.

“We are all standing back.”

He naturally gave up his seat and led the other applicants, including Jonathan.

As the listening ears disappeared, Ossian looked at the hooded man again.

“Okay. First of all, I’m curious about who you are.”

“My name is Asmer. I walk the path of the sword to ensure that the long lineage continues unbroken.”

The man, Asmer, introduced himself by name and pulled back his hood.

He had short, red-haired hair and a rather manly appearance, perhaps due to his long training.

Overall, he seemed like a manly man. His size was similar.

He wasn’t as huge as Jonathan, but he was pretty big for a normal person.

The weight class itself was larger than Ossian.

“I greet you again and offer my apologies.”

Asmer’s stiff speech was filled with regret and respect for Ossian.

“I dared to test the Successor of the Starlight, and I would die a hundred times without saying a word. If the Successor tells me to die, I will gladly offer up this body!”

It wasn’t just a remark made to avoid the situation.

Ossian made an unexpected expression at the sincerity in that voice.

Was this your original personality?

“It’s okay to die.”

“Do you forgive my rudeness?”

“It doesn’t matter, I had fun too.”

Besides, if Ossian had been in the same situation as Asmer, he would have been similarly wary of his opponent.

At those words, Asmer’s expression brightened, and he shouted in an emotional voice.

“Thank you! You care so much about someone like me! Your Majesty’s heart is as wide as the sky that embraces even the clouds, I don’t know where to put myself!”

“The reaction is too much.”

“No! It’s not excessive at all! Rather, I’m sorry that I can only do this much for you, Your Highness!”

“There is no need to be sorry.”

“I’m so sorry!”

“… … .”

I said I was okay because I didn’t want to risk my life, but I never thought I’d get such a blind reaction.

It’s better than being proud and not speaking properly, but this doesn’t feel easy either.

“So, who did you learn black from?”

“I learned it from my grandfather.”

“If it was your grandfather, were you family?”

“He is the benefactor who took me in when I was an orphan. He was the one who carried on the vein of starlight, and he taught me the way. The same goes for this sword I inherited. It is my [more kindness].”

“Why is the sword’s name like that?”

“People are more friendly when you ask with your sword than when you just ask for something!”

“Who named the sword like that?”

“It’s Grandpa!”

“… … I see. What is he doing now?”

“He passed away!”

“Oh. I asked the wrong question. I’m sorry. The name of the weapon sounds good.”

Asmer shook her head.

“It’s okay. As the successor, you have every right to do so. You can curse your grandfather as much as you want! I’m sure your late grandfather would be happy!”

You little brat. In what country is it okay to curse at dead people?

Ossian barely managed to keep those words from spilling out of his mouth.

Is it because I showed off my skills too well when fighting?

Asmer’s eyes, looking at Ossian, were shining as hotly as when he encountered his childhood idol, or something more.

“Is there anyone else besides you?”

“No. I am the only one who received teachings from my grandfather.”

“Then what about the other people who control the power of starlight?”

“I, I don’t know about that either. I came to Tirna recently.”

“But how did you know me and come to Tirna?”

“I saw the constellations.”

“constellation?”

Asmer bowed her head.

“Yes, my late grandfather always told me so. He said that a being who had reached the pinnacle of knighthood in the distant past would one day return. He said that we should always keep an eye on the night sky to welcome him when he returns.”

“It’s the night sky.”

“I half believed that, but I witnessed it recently. The stars in the sky were shining brighter than usual and trembling as if worshipping someone.”

Asmer clenched her fists with trembling hands as if she couldn’t forget that sight.

It was a trembling caused by excitement.

“I could tell. That was the moment my grandfather, and the people who had taught him, the people from the previous generation, had been waiting for.”

Asmer felt immense gratitude that this moment had come during her time.

He observed the constellations in the sky and was able to determine the direction in which the brightest stars shone.

That was where the golden city of Tirna was located.

Asmer is said to have come to Tirna following the guidance of the stars. And that was just yesterday.

“Is Seonggwang the only one who knows how to write?”

“… … Yes. It’s embarrassing, but it’s just the slightest effort to make the sword shine with starlight.”

“Why should you be ashamed? That is enough.”

Ossian’s words were sincere.

In this age of guns, no one wields a sword.

Even if you handle close combat weapons, where would you find someone who is truly devoted to swordsmanship?

The starlight disappeared and the knight’s lineage was cut off. Just as I was thinking that, Asmer appeared.

“I don’t know what to do with all this excessive praise. My original abilities were less than this, but I’ve gotten stronger recently. That must have been because I was exposed to the starlight of the Successor.”

Ossian did not deny that.

Starlight is not simply a physical phenomenon of light.

It sometimes resonates with the will that lies dormant in the depths of the heart, and also burns intensely in the bonds between people.

“Why are you so sure that I am the successor? Isn’t it possible that there is another person who has inherited the lineage besides you?”

“When we met yesterday, I dared to have such a blasphemous suspicion. But just now, as I was mixing the swords, I realized that this is not an ability that can be possessed simply by someone like me who has inherited the lineage.”

Asmer hurriedly added.

“Besides, I also looked up news from the city last night.”

“Wow. It’s more serious than I thought. Your feet are fast.”

“Thank you! Anyway, I heard from the city that the Ossian Successor was wearing a cloak and armor in addition to the Holy Light Sword. The moment I heard that, I was convinced.”

In the meantime, I’ll look up some information.

Contrary to this blind loyalty, it seemed like his head was spinning faster than expected.

“However, the people of the city still regarded the power of the Successor as nothing more than a rumor or an exaggeration. I apologize for not daring to strike down those impious men with my own hands!”

“… … Oh, okay. Good job.”

Ossian’s face became slightly weary.

Could it be that I’m mistaken in feeling uneasy that I’ve encountered a fanatic even worse than that Martinez guy?

“And to your heir, I have one thing I would like to ask you, shamelessly.”

“what?”

“I followed the starlight of the successor to the city, but at the same time, I felt a very unholy aura. It was the power of murder that had been passed down from long ago. Do you know anything about that?”

“It’s murder.”

Of course, there’s no way I wouldn’t know.

However, what I found surprising was that Asmer knew about the murder and sensed its energy.

‘Is the story of when I played the game passed down like a legend?’

First, Ossian answered Asmer’s question.

“A murderous being has awakened in an old ruin.”

“No way!”

“But don’t worry. He won’t be able to run around anymore.”

“Oh, as expected! The Heir has already taken action! That’s amazing!”

No, not to the point of being great.

If you think about it, is it really that great?

Ossian asked Asmer other questions, and Asmer answered to the best of her knowledge.

‘So that’s what happened.’

In the end, to sum it up, a person who was a knight in the distant past inherited the power of starlight and taught it to others in order to continue the tradition.

It is said that it has continued through the years and reached Asmer.

To welcome the return of the true knight, who will return someday.

‘The return of the true knight.’

Ossian had an intuition that this meant something to him. But there were still some questions that remained unanswered.

‘How did they know I would return? How on earth was I recorded in the past history of this world?’

Ossian recalled his memories of playing the game.

If you roughly infer from the main story, which is not even explained well and is unfriendly, most players will see the ending by killing a god and doing something called ‘ascension’.

Of course, on the other hand, you can see different endings depending on which boss you defeat or don’t defeat and what choices you make.

In general, the Ascension ending was considered canonical and was followed.

‘But I did not ascend, and remained in this world. But the fragments of my power were scattered all over the world. So what is it? Did I ascend and then come down? Or was it a failure of the ascension?’

No matter how much I thought about it, no answer came to me.

“Asmer.”

“Yes! Your successor!”

“First of all, is it true that you don’t know of any other successors to the lineage?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Haven’t you heard any rumors?”

“I haven’t even heard the rumor. Before I came to this city, I only trained in swordsmanship in a remote place and didn’t even pay attention to anything else.”

“Hmm. If you look at it that way, then even if there are other people, you might not know they exist because they are similar to you.”

“sorry!”

No, why do you keep saying sorry?

Ossian shook his head.

“It’s not yet confirmed whether there are others or not.”

“Your Highness, may I say something?”

“You can talk comfortably.”

“The moment the Successor appeared, the celestial bodies had already begun to move. The influence would not be small, and if there were other knights besides me… … they would definitely sense the flow of the celestial bodies and move.”

“That means, no matter how well they hide, they can’t show themselves in the end.”

“Yes. And that’s not all. When the Successor appears, the dormant powers will awaken in response.”

It’s a power that was dormant.

Ossian recalled the ghost he had encountered at the Goldilocks household.

What others thought was a ghost was actually a power that Ossian had left behind in this world.

There was no guarantee that there wouldn’t be something similar.

No, I’m sure there will be.

“Don’t worry! I, Asmer! Will protect you by your side!”

“Aren’t you weaker than me?”

“I’m sorry I’m weak!”

“Okay, so do you have a place to stay now?”

“None! I was out and about last night, so I haven’t found a place to stay yet!”

“Then there is no connection or anything like that here.”

“Yes, that’s right!”

hmm.

Ossian stroked his chin.

Asmer, who knew how to use the Holy Light Sword, was no different from a human weapon.

What if he still doesn’t have a place to stay?

“Follow me.”

Ossian took Asmer and headed to Violet Fox.

“Oh, Mr. Ossian. Who is he? Hehe. Are you perhaps a new client?”

Ronan greeted Ossian with the newspaper that had been issued that morning spread out before him.

Just as Ossian was about to say something, Asmer drew her sword and stood in front of Ossian as if guarding him.

“Your Majesty! Be careful! This man is dangerous!”

“hmm?”

“yes?”

Ossian and Ronan stared at Asmer in confusion.

But Asmer, not caring about the looks asking what she was doing, stared straight at Ronan and shouted.

“Look at this guy! He looks very dangerous! This cross-eyed look! This smile! This is so suspicious! He must be hiding something dark inside!”

“No, that… … .”

Ossian tried to stop Asmer, but Asmer did not listen.

“And look! He doesn’t waver at all even after seeing my sword! He must be some unknown being who is hiding his true abilities and is actively working in this city!”

Asmer was sure of it, but Ronan was not.

Asmer’s words and actions were so confusing that I didn’t know how to respond.

Moreover, I was even more surprised by the fact that someone other than Ossian appeared who used a sword.

“Excuse me, Mr. Ossian. Who is this person?”

Ronan, who instinctively felt that no matter how he looked at it, it was not his client, asked Ossian.

“Hey you! How dare you speak to the heir!”

“Hahaha. You’re a funny person. Are you saying I shouldn’t even talk to you?”

“How can you defile the ears of your successor with your snake-like tongue! I… …!”

“Asmer. Up to there.”

“Yes! Your successor!”

Asmer lowered her head as if asking when that had happened.

Ossian spoke frankly to Ronan.

“I was wondering if we could hire another troubleshooter.”

Ossian glanced at Asmer.

He was still wary of Ronan. He wouldn’t be so wary even if he saw his enemy.

“… … It won’t work, right?”

“Will that work?”

Ronan had no choice but to say so.