I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 2



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Episode 2

-What was the youngest name?

A question my brother-in-law often asked me.

In fact, this applies not only to capital punishment but also to other capital punishments.

I think I asked because it was difficult to memorize at first, but even after I remembered it clearly, I repeated the same question as if I was joking.

At times like that, I said my name again with a smile that I couldn’t help but smile.

– Luan.

– Luan Badniker.

At first, I thought Badniker was my name.

Or maybe I thought your last name was ‘Lu’ and your first name was ‘An’.

When I later told him that Luan was his name, he nodded as if he understood.

There was also a name format like that.

In this way, my origins seemed to be a bit unusual among the five disciples that Master had.

Badnicker family.

A family with fairy blood flowing through their ancestors, so they are born with great strength.

A family of monster scabs who display unrivaled talent in most fields.

The handsome appearance unique to the fairies is a bonus.

But I wasn’t.

appearance? Objectively speaking, it is not an ugly face. To put it bluntly, he is rather handsome. It’s because the family members are all so good-looking that it’s unreasonable.

If I were to compare it, it would be like a glass artifact placed among the finest jewels.

Talent was also lacking.

… hmm. Correct.

It wasn’t that there was a shortage, it was nothing.

It is not that there is a lack of understanding of martial arts.

Although I can say it with my own mouth, I am not stupid. Rather, he had excellent memorization and was quick to turn his head.

I am certain that this was said directly by the teacher who is stingy with praise.

However, the problem was my constitution.

I had a unique constitution that prevented me from receiving blessings, and as a member of a [great family] descended from heroes, it was no different from a curse.

I did not receive any protection during the ‘Protection Ceremony’ held when I was 15 years old.

Considering that on average, Badniker humans receive at least 3, and at most 5, protections, this was unprecedented in history.

Of course, in a bad way.

Still, I don’t think my guts were that rotten before the Guardian Ceremony.

My heart pounded and I even yearned for stories of heroism, continental strongmen, and adventures.

So the despair was even greater.

Honestly, I wanted to die.

My brothers and sisters did not sympathize with me. Most of them looked down at me like I was raw filth.

The contempt was hard to bear. Not long ago, we were playing together swinging his wooden sword.

“Okay. If you are a Badniker, you can participate in the second protection ceremony, so until then, this mother will train you.”

My mother said so, but I was so despised that I didn’t have the confidence to endure until then.

So, he acted as he pleased without even going to noble school.

In other words, I did something stupid.

He spent the family’s money freely and was often verbally abusive to his employees. The highlight of all was selling the Badniker family’s treasured sword.

‘I’m out of my mind. ‘I guess I was crazy about gambling at that time.’

This was one of the craziest things I’ve ever done, so the rumor spread far and wide, not only in Korea but also abroad.

Naturally, the family’s honor was tarnished, and the more radical among my brothers took out their swords to kill me.

To be honest, I couldn’t understand the judgment of my father and the head of the family who prevented it.

Of course, he didn’t die, but he was sent to the outskirts as if he was being kicked out… … .

In reality, it was no different from being completely kicked out of the Badniker family.

Even after that happened, I couldn’t come to my senses.

Living like trash, I ended up cutting the tendons on my right arm… … .

Afterwards, he impersonated a wanderer, a wandering knight, and a bard, and finally served as a mercenary.

Although he had no protection and the tendons in his arms were cut, his sword swing skills were not that bad, so he somehow managed to keep his name.

Still, I have never felt peace in my life.

Of course, the cause was mine.

Still, because of their unidentified pride in being descended from a prestigious family, they were unable to easily blend in wherever they went.

Whenever people approached me with an open heart, they always used my lineage and social status as an excuse to ignore me.

Then, after my mother passed away due to some kind of incident when I was 20, I completely lost my mind.

He wandered around the continent as if looking for a place to die, and died at the age of 25.

Because they were caught up in a war started by worshipers of evil gods.

‘My damn life ends here… … .’

While I was clearly feeling the sensation of ‘death’ cooling my whole body, I suddenly felt as if my body was floating.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a mountain basin surrounded by fog.

“ok?”

There are no wounds on the body.

While I was in a daze, unable to understand the situation, an old man suddenly appeared.

It was an old man with unkempt hair and clothes little better than a mop.

“Hello.”

“Yes, yes?”

“You are my disciple from today.”

The old man grinned and said something like that.

Of course, my reaction was perfectly reasonable.

“This old man is crazy-.”

Before I could finish cursing, my head turned. I got hit hard in the face.

My jaw almost fell off.

“What are you talking about to your teacher? Do you want to search?”

“Da, who are you? “Do you even know who I am?”

“you? “You’re my student, you son of a bitch.”

The fist returned with a refreshing laugh, and the conversation did not continue until the sun set.

In other words, it means being beaten.

I can assure you, it was a day when I felt the most pain I could count on one finger in my miserable life.

I was impressed by the fact that I didn’t faint, but it wasn’t because I was stubborn.

It’s just that this crazy old man was good at beating people up.

Anyway, when I came to my senses again, one very simple fact stuck in my head.

You must not disobey this old man.

“hmm. “It looks like you’re ready now.”

The crazy old man smiled and nodded in satisfaction,

-And then hell began.

In other words, training had begun, but in reality, training was hell for me at the time, and hell was training, so there was no difference.

And the words teacher and devil were synonymous.

Baek No-kwang was a devil. He said at first he couldn’t be so resentful.

Even if you combine all the people in the Badniker family who treated me like trash, I didn’t hate them more than Baek No-gwang.

but.

“Stretch your back. If you look low at the world, your perspective also narrows. Didn’t I tell you to narrow the gap between your legs? “Would you like to break your balls, you bastard?”

“Save your breathing and cool your head. The world is too large to become hot with just training. “There are things in the world that will set you on fire like weeds in a meadow.”

“I told you to remove the servility from your eyes. Who are you looking at? You are a disciple of Baek No-gwang, the best in the world. There is no need to bow to anyone other than this teacher.”

“ha ha ha. I’m pretty confident now. Good job.”

“… … .”

Good job.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I heard something like that.

At some point, there was no praise in my life. Even though she was the mother I followed the most, she never praised me even though she comforted me.

It has received unbearable contempt, disgust, and an evaluation that is only slightly better than filth.

The devil, the person I thought was a devil, at some point became my benefactor.

I am still clearly aware of that fact.

I know how helpless I was. It would probably have been absolutely impossible to correct that flawed mentality other than Baek No-gwang’s violence.

Anyway, the hellish training continued for about ten years.

It was satisfying and fun to feel that I was gradually getting stronger, but I was a little disappointed.

This is because the only people on Yeongsan Mountain were Master and I. My strength is increasing, but I can’t help but feel frustrated because I have nowhere to properly test it.

Of course, there were a few times when people called masters came to visit.

In terms of order and ability, I was the youngest, and all of the people on death row were monsters.

Indeed, it can be said that this is a talent selected by the Master while traveling around the world.

Since my brothers rarely visited Yeongsan, my opponents were mainly monsters that inhabit Yeongsan, but these guys were no longer worthy of being my opponents once they reached a certain level.

In the end, the only sparring partner left was Master.

But I have never grabbed Master’s collar.

For 10 years, competing more than 20 times a day, not once.

As the days continued like that, an incident similar to yesterday happened.

“Well, Master has woken up!”

“Oh oh. oh my god! Baal!”

“Are you okay?”

“… … .”

I woke up as 15-year-old Luan Badniker.

‘… A plague.’

* * *

If someone asks me when I least want to go back, I can give a straight answer.

Fifteen years old.

What was life like for fifteen-year-old Luan Badnicker?

I was definitely going through that right now.

As soon as I woke up, I felt pain throughout my body.

Still, this is enough to endure.

“… “Umm.”

It’s hard to open my eyes because of the swelling.

“Are you okay, master?”

“I’m really glad you came to your senses.”

“I wonder if the deacon has crossed the line this time… … .”

“… … .”

I have a hard time understanding the situation.

I looked down at my arm with hard-to-open eyes.

… Certainly, looking at the bony arms that looked like they were just draped over a skull, it seemed like they had returned to the past.

“Is this really you?”

For your information, I said, ‘What is going on here?’ shit. Even the inside of your mouth was completely destroyed.

One of the servants, who managed to understand that toothless pronunciation, answered.

“Don’t you remember? “Didn’t you have a mock battle with Deacon Arjan?”

Arjan?

“Then, as the conversation took place, the pressure on the deacon became very heavy.”

“… … .”

Arjan. I remember who it is.

He is the young butler of the Badniker family.

She wears a black suit, tie, gloves, and even a monocle, and has the appearance of an exemplary butler… … .

I heard that he owed his life to his father, the head of the family, in the territorial war that took place 10 years ago, and became loyal to the Badnicker family.

“When does that happen?”

After speaking for a while, I think I learned how to speak without messing up my pronunciation.

“It was three days ago.”

So I was unconscious for three full days?

“Arjan.”

“I am reflecting in the annex. “I haven’t eaten anything except water for three days.”

“Did I order it?”

“no. The butler voluntarily… … .”

… This incident.

I don’t remember very well.

What was I doing that ended up like this?

I frowned, then suddenly remembered something.

‘ah.’

okay.

Today, at the age of 15,

I really touched the anger of Arjan, who was watching the training.

– Then a war could break out! If a war breaks out now, I could become much stronger than the butler or the head of the house!

– … … .

– Am I wrong, Butler? I heard that heroes are born in difficult times and in war!

‘and.’

It occurred to me once again that 15-year-old Luan Badnicker was truly an amazing kid.

Arjan is a war orphan.

She lost her entire family in a war that swept the kingdom, and this happened when she was only five years old.

In a way, it was natural for things to break down like this, as they had threatened to start a war in front of such a person.

Of course, one could question how dare a servant beat up the master, but sadly, Arjan’s rank in the family is higher than mine.

At fifteen, it was right after I sold the treasured sword… … .

When Arjan worked at the main house, he was so well-known that he was highly trusted by my father, the head of the family.

Perhaps my treatment now is similar to that of the lowest-level employee of the family, or perhaps a little better than that?

‘My father must have given all of my education to Arjan.’

Although the severity was severe, this means that there is a justification for education in this violence.

Nevertheless, Arjan put me in this situation and put me in solitary confinement, where I was being punished.

This was a passage that showed how stubborn a person Arjan was.

“A mirror.”

I spoke briefly and one of the servants brought me a mirror. I looked at his face and nodded.

It was swollen and bursting here and there. It’s a face that reminds me of the dumpling dish that my teacher made several times.

Although it still looks rough on the outside, it is the point where the wound is slowly healing and the swelling is starting to go down.

If you operate Gogeumjeilgong… … .

Wouldn’t you be able to move around as early as tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest?

‘I think I need to rest more first.’

It wasn’t that I was in extreme pain, I really had no strength in my body.

It felt heavy, as if something had been placed on my eyelids, but I forced myself to ask.

“But what time is it now?”

“It is now past 11 p.m.”

There was a reason I was sleepy.

“okay. “Just leave now.”

“yes?”

“I’ll call you again if I need anything.”

“Oh, I understand-.”

At this time, I could feel some commotion outside the door.

“You can’t do this. This is the master’s room… … .”

“Then I guess I’ve come to the right place.”

“Young master just woke up!”

“Isn’t that fortunate? “I also find it a bit uncomfortable to collect money from an unconscious person.”

It seemed like there was some kind of scuffle going on with someone… … .

The moment I heard the word [collection], I came to my senses as if I had been doused with cold water.

Jump up!

Immediately afterwards, the door opened and an old man with a dandy appearance appeared.

The graying hair and wrinkles on the face showed that the old man’s life had reached its twilight.

Aside from that, his straight waist and attractively wide shoulders could not be covered even by a suit.

“… … .”

The old man glanced around the room with an indifferent expression, and the servants who made eye contact quickly lowered their heads.

Finally, of course, those eyes were directed at me.

The old man bowed his head modestly.

“Excuse me, Master Luan. “My name is Collector Kayan.”

“… … .”

-fifteen.

The worst time of my life that I never wanted to return to.

At this time, I participated in the protection ceremony.

He was judged incompetent.

I was practically disowned by my family.

He was beaten to a pulp by his butler.

In the end, even the tendons in his arm were cut.

“I have come to execute the collection by order of the head of the family.”

And now, the person who had cut off my tendon in the past was standing before my eyes again.

With the same purpose as then.

‘… A plague.’