I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 311



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Episode 311

After that, I continued to chase after Verita until the time came, but I ultimately failed to meet her face to face.

As expected.

From the beginning, Verita was a better player than me, and her sense of humor was also much sharper.

With his golden eyes, he can also track my location in real time, meaning that if he decides to run away, it’s impossible for me to catch up.

It’s a game of tag you can’t win.

Eventually, I returned to the cemetery and thought while watching the sun slowly set.

Why would Verita avoid me?

I tried to think back to the last time I saw him, but nothing really came to mind.

At that time, Verita, who was fighting a bloody battle underground, lost a lot of blood and was unable to use her divine powers… … .

Because of that, I ended up going to the place where Ymir’s heart was and fighting alone.

Or if you feel guilty or ashamed about how things turned out.

“hmm…….”

This seems pretty plausible, but somehow it doesn’t seem to be the correct answer.

“Oh! You’re here!”

Then Annie showed up once again.

The only difference from before is that he’s holding a cool looking shield in his hand?

Annie looked at me with a strangely familiar face, then suddenly held out her shield.

“Excuse me… …! If you don’t mind, could you please sign here?”

“sine?”

“yes!”

“… … .”

I looked at Annie with slightly bewildered eyes.

I thought maybe he was joking, but when I looked at his eyes that sparkled like starlight, it didn’t seem like that at all.

“It doesn’t matter, but I don’t have any writing utensils or anything.”

“Ahhh… … .”

Annie made a face like her world was falling apart at my words. I stared at her face blankly and then suddenly tried to make a joke.

“Can you carve it for me with a knife?”

“Gasp! That’s the way!”

“… … .”

“Here! Please take good care of me!”

It was said half-jokingly, but Annie actually asked for it, even holding out the dagger that was on her waist.

It’s called a signature, but if you carve it with a knife, it’ll be no different from a scratch, but you don’t care about that.

I wonder if he really admires me, not just joking.

I received the dagger with more discomfort than joy.

“What should I engrave on it?”

“From the Friday Fairy Luan Badniker to my dear Anion!”

“Let’s leave out the Friday Fairy. By the way, is Anion your real name?”

“Yes! Annie is a nickname! You can call me Annie, Gold Fairy!”

“Next time we meet.”

I nodded and moved the dagger.

That extreme… … .

I carefully carved the phrase as if I was engraving it with a dagger, because if I applied too much force it might crack.

“Oh… … .”

Annie, who had been watching with sparkling eyes, jumped for joy when the work was finished.

“Hahaha! Thank you! I have to show it off to my friends!”

“Isn’t your handwriting bad?”

“Your handwriting is a bit bad!”

“… … .”

“That’s okay! This looks better than the correct handwriting!”

He was an honest guy in many ways.

At that moment, Annie, who had been jumping for joy, gasped in surprise and said to me.

“Oh! By the way, I met Sister Razbeth earlier and she asked me to give you this!”

“uh?”

When I looked into it, it turned out to be a letter.

“Then I’ve delivered the letter, so I’ll be going now! Have a nice day!”

“Okay. You go in carefully too.”

“yep!”

Annie left, galloping through the snowy Uda-da fields as noisily as when she first appeared.

I looked at the letter I had received from Annie, thinking that she was a person who really didn’t belong in a graveyard.

I don’t know why they even bothered to put a seal on it.

I roughly tore open the letter and read what was inside.

[sorry.]

It was the end.

I checked the back of the letter, glared at what was written in small letters, and searched through the letterhead to see if there was some kind of device I didn’t know about…

I turned on the computer and checked the letter again, but I couldn’t find anything particularly strange.

“What is this… … .”

I looked around with a bewildered face… … .

In the meantime, the sun had set and the graveyard was covered in darkness, and of course, I was the only one there.

***

“Are you done with your work?”

“In general.”

The rough handover has been completed.

I was a little concerned that the character was Mir.

Mir Giant was now a reliable comrade who could be trusted with his back in battle, but he was not someone who could be trusted with such clerical work.

Maybe that’s why I tried to find Verita, even by force.

“Then come closer, my lord. Have you ever used a teleportation scroll?”

“It’s my first time. Are there any precautions?”

“There are a few things. First of all, don’t force your body. You may feel like you’re falling from the sky or drowning in water, but that’s just an illusion of your brain. Also, it’s better to hold your breath, and if you do, only through your nose. Never open your mouth.”

“okay.”

I nodded and approached Kayan… … .

“… Then let’s go.”

Kayan took the scroll out of his bosom and tore it apart.

Boohoo.

The moment the scroll was torn, a bright light enveloped the surrounding area.

And then a strange sensation, something I had experienced several times in my life, seeped into my whole body.

My body feels like it’s floating, then sinking, then swimming in the ocean, then falling, then floating again…

‘Oh my. My head.’

I’ve experienced teleportation a few times, but this time the distance is considerably farther. Or is this just how scrolling is supposed to be?

I felt much more nauseous and dizzy than I had ever felt before.

Just when the nausea was starting to creep up on me, the world calmed down.

“Phuhu… … .”

I exhaled like someone who had been underwater for a long time. Only then did I realize that I had been holding my breath for quite some time.

“hmm.”

Keian was still standing upright, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows were much deeper than usual. It meant that he was frowning.

“Where is this?”

“This is one of the indoor gyms in Badniker.”

“Really? It’s too quiet for a smoke machine.”

“It must be because I set the coordinates for the teleportation magic. Since I was warned in advance, no one will step foot there.”

“No. I’m here.”

Of course, it wasn’t me who immediately denied Keian’s words.

We turned around in surprise, and there sat a familiar, but not particularly welcoming, man.

Assad the Hermit.

One of the seven great wizards of the empire, and a man with a significant stake in the fame of the Badnikuran family.

He is the right-hand man and advisor of Iron Blood, and is a long-time friend in private.

“… Mr. Assad.”

Keian, who was slightly surprised, quickly regained his composure and asked.

“Didn’t you tell me, Asad, that if you’re in a place where there’s teleportation, people could pile up on each other and cause a major accident?”

“That’s something only people who are ignorant of magic can do. It doesn’t matter to me since I can sense the signs of magic manifesting and can even infer where it’s moving.”

Assad’s voice was filled with fatigue as he responded.

Her turquoise hair, which hung like seaweed, seemed darker than usual, and her expression was gloomy.

He didn’t originally have a bright impression, but today he felt especially dark.

While Kayan kept his mouth shut, as if he had nothing to say in response, Assad’s gaze turned to me.

“By the way, it’s been a while, Luan Badnicker. Has it been half a year?”

“It’s almost like that.”

“Yeah. You became quite famous in that tiny bit of time.”

“… … .”

It’s just dust… … .

By my standards, half a year is by no means a short period of time.

For Assad, who has lived for at least several hundred years, it must have been slightly longer than an instant.

“Not to mention Badniker, you thwarted the Demon King’s plot at the Academy. I thought you were staying quiet in Heros, but then you fought against the Demon Legion Commander in the North… … This is the first time I’ve seen someone so deeply involved with the sect. Even the Delak of old wasn’t like you. Do you have some kind of dangerous pheromone that attracts demons?”

“… Those are scary words.”

Listening to the story gave me goosebumps.

Because I didn’t know that Badniker knew my whereabouts in such detail.

But then I thought about it again, and it seemed strange that I didn’t know that I was involved in a major incident wherever I went.

“What were you doing here?”

“I thought you were coming, so I waited. I wanted to talk. So that’s why, Keian? You get out of the way. I’ll explain the situation to this guy.”

“All right.”

Keian bowed his head to me and left the training ground.

Assad said.

“How much did you hear?”

“The fact that the lord is in a very critical condition.”

“What did you think when you heard that?”

“… Well, honestly, it was hard to believe.”

In fact, it still is.

Thinking about the appearance that Iron Blood had shown so far, it was hard to believe the news that he was on the verge of death.

“I see. I had similar thoughts… Unfortunately, the news is true. Delak is in a lot of danger right now.”

“How on earth did it happen like that?”

“I went to Yeongsan.”

“… … !”

The moment I heard that word, I couldn’t help but flinch.

“This was Delak’s mission. Have you heard?”

“ah.”

Suddenly, I remembered the story that the Iron Blood Worker had told me in the system.

– When you enter Heros, the two of you should go on a mission together.

– There is a mission regarding Yeongsan.

– It was a mission registered on the [Heros Bulletin Board] about 100 years ago, but no one has been able to complete it until now.

“… Did you go to Yeongsan alone?”

“okay.”

“Isn’t it too dangerous?”

“You’re talking nonsense. Do you think there was ever a mission Delak was on that wasn’t dangerous?”

“… … .”

“Yeongsan’s instruments are of a terrible standard. Even first-class heroes with resistance to instruments would have a hard time lasting more than a few hours. Even with such qualities, it’s rare to find someone who can keep up with Delak’s tempo. They’d have to be at least an S-class hero, but everyone at that level is busy with their own work.”

I kept my mouth shut.

And this time he was more direct in his questioning of Assad.

“… So, you summoned me to be a witness to your master’s death?”

“Similarly, there’s another reason I called you. Before I tell you that, I should first tell you what Delak’s current situation is. He went to Yeongsan alone, and he probably fought the Colorless Demon King there.”

This is a development I had vaguely expected since the word Yeongsan came up.

When I actually heard it, it sent a chill down my spine.

Ambassador and Iron Blood.

The two people who left the biggest mark on my life, and at the same time, the two masters whom I consider stronger than anyone else.

The words that they had fought could not have sounded more unfamiliar.

“… Are you sure? Couldn’t you have fought someone other than the Demon King?”

“Well, I don’t think Delak would have been treated like that by any other demon besides the Demon King. You probably know about the strength of the Iron Blooded.”

“… … .”

At that moment, what suddenly flashed through my mind were the words of the ambassador.

Just before entering the stone gate, when I was using the guardian to communicate with the executioners, the great general suddenly barged in.

The conversation we had back then.

And just before leaving, a brief conversation with the ambassador.

– You will become stronger in the future, right?

– … Yes, that will be the case.

– Yeah. But I wish you would stop being so strong.

– sorry.

I thought it was an unexpected apology given the context, but could it be because of this?

Then, the reason why Verita avoids me is… … . I stopped thinking about it there.

As confusing as the situation is, considering what’s still unclear only makes my head hurt more.

I immediately put into words the questions that came to mind.

“How were you able to return home when you were so badly injured?”

“Delak also has a scroll. It’s similar to the one you used when you returned to your hometown, but it’s of much better quality. He must have torn it with the last of his strength before losing consciousness.”

“ah.”

“It’s still not very good, but at that time, Delak was really on the verge of death.”

“What is your exact condition, sir?”

“He had fractures and bruises all over his body. What should I say… It was a horrible sight, like he had been hit all over his body with a huge wooden club.”

…is this the ambassador’s forestation project?

Since I have the Yin-Yang Tao, I probably used the short sword Mokhacheongeom (????).

“Somehow the bones were reattached, and all the external wounds were treated. However, the problem was that the body’s immunity was weakened in the place called Yeongsan. Although it was only for a short period of time, the instrument had penetrated into the inside of the body. Even the most important organs.”

“Is it a heart?”

“okay.”

Assad nodded.

“Currently, Delak’s heart is only beating about 1-2 times per minute. If it were a normal person, he would have died long ago, but he’s barely hanging on to his life thanks to his strong vitality… … But even that won’t last long.”

Assad said.

“There is only one way to save Delak. To completely remove the instrument that has penetrated deep into his heart. To be honest, even if he succeeds in doing so, his chances of survival are 50/50, but there is no other way. And of all the people I know, there is only one person who can do that kind of skill.”

“Who are you?”

“A master of black magic and necromancy. A person who is well-versed in the powers of the Dark Church, including primitive sorcery, curses, and demon contracts. A black magician with magical knowledge comparable to that of the Seven-Colored Great Wizard.”

I swallowed hard and muttered the person’s name.

“…Lisera Digos.”