I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 312



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Episode 312

“that’s right.”

Assad nodded.

“Luan Badnicker. I hear that that cranky guy has some things to say to you. Can you go and convince him?”

“hmm…….”

I thought briefly about Lissera Digos.

Assad’s statement that he is making sense is not exactly wrong, but it is difficult to say that he is right either.

Lissera Digos is still an uncomfortable presence to me, and I have no idea how to deal with it.

Even Lise didn’t seem to have any particularly good feelings towards Badnikker… … Well, that’s to be expected, since she was practically trapped underground.

“I’ll give it a try. But what if Lise demands some other compensation in exchange for the treatment?”

“Other rewards?”

“I want to get out of the underground library.”

“Absolutely not.”

Assad’s tone sharpened.

“Even if it’s Liseradicos, there’s no guarantee that he’ll be able to completely cure Delak. The odds are probably around 50% at best. So if he wants something in return for trying to cure you, don’t be fooled. That’s just the whispers of a snake.”

“… So does that mean that Lady Lise can never come out of that underground library?”

Then the archmage’s lonely gaze turned to me.

“I can see that you have feelings for Lisera Digos. You feel bad for him being locked up in the underground library in the form of a child, but you also want to help him.”

“that…….”

“I understand. I don’t mean to deny or condemn your feelings. But you shouldn’t. It’s a monster in the guise of a girl. It’s an evil entity that should never leave the underground. To be honest, if it hadn’t been Delak who got hurt, I would never have asked that witch for help.”

“… … .”

Why does Assad hate Rise so much?

This great wizard, who usually showed an indifferent attitude towards everything, strangely showed an emotional side whenever the topic of Lise came up.

“I understand what you’re trying to say. But I only judge based on what I’ve seen and heard myself.”

“… That’s your freedom too.”

“First of all, I will have a good talk with Lise.”

“Please. Are you going to go right now?”

“I’m just going to stop by the kitchen for a bit.”

“Why the kitchen?”

“I have something to pack.”

I tilted my head and asked.

“Is there a patissier at your parents’ house?”

***

The smell of medicinal herbs.

A mysterious water surface that flows without wetting your clothes or skin.

A dark library spread out under soft lighting.

“Hmm. It’s been quite a while.”

The mysterious dark elf sorcerer was sitting on a mountain of books again today, turning the pages with her hair.

“I’ve been a bit busy. There have been a few things going on.”

“Really? Did you run into the church again?”

“Similar.”

“Hmm.”

Lise seemed to be reading a book, but she was strangely glancing at me.

Looks like he wants something.

Since Lise said that she could check all of my belongings from the moment I set foot in this space anyway, if I dragged my feet, the bribery would be less effective.

“Here it is.”

I quickly took the cookies out of my arms.

It wasn’t a product of the De Malin pastry shop, but it was still not at a level where Badnicker’s pastry shop could be compared to others.

I tried one too and it was pretty tasty.

“Oh… … This tea looks a little different from last time.”

“Madeleine, mille-feuille, and Mont Blanc.”

“It’s a classy name. I’m sure it will please the tongue of this Lisera Digos once again.”

Lise smiled and took the bag of snacks. Then, with a look of satisfaction on her face, she splashed her feet and said.

“So what brings you to me today? Do you need advice on black magic, as usual? Or perhaps on demonology? … … . Tell me anything.”

That’s a very generous voice.

Proof that bribery is more effective than you might think. Now that you’ve laid the groundwork, you’ll have to choose your words wisely.

Subtle language, persuasion, vague metaphors… many methods came to mind, but I just said it straight.

“Actually, the owner is currently in critical condition.”

“…Delak?”

“Yes. The instruments have eroded my entire body. If this continues, I might die.”

“Oh. I see.”

Lise replied in a nonchalant voice, then took out a cookie and started crunching it.

“I heard that you, Lady Lise, can take out the musical instrument inside the lord. Is that true?”

“Yes, it is possible.”

“Then maybe-.”

“I have no intention of listening, though.”

“… … .”

“So? That’s all?”

The moment I heard that indifferent voice, I knew for sure that something was wrong.

The sight of Lise’s face, expressionless as she chewed on a cookie, felt somewhat unfamiliar.

Slap… … .

I heard the sound of water, and a black snake stretched out from my hair and began to swim under the water, slowly wrapping itself around me.

It was typical of her to express her discomfort with her hair rather than her facial expression.

“Then just disappear.”

“Just a moment. Let me tell you a little more-.”

“Did Assad send it?”

“… … .”

As he closed his mouth, speechless, the corners of Lise’s mouth twisted coldly. It was an blatant cynicism.

“That’s right. If you had something to do, you could have just shown your face in person, but you don’t have the confidence to do that, so you just sent a messenger. Even after several decades, you’re still a coward.”

“It is true that Assad sent me, but it was my own free will that I accepted the job.”

“Really? Then is it also your will to persuade me to die?”

“yes?”

Lise said with a smile.

“Looking at how he came looking for me, Delak must have already been eaten by the instrument, up to his brain and heart. If his head was eroded, even he would have already died, so it’s probably his heart that’s in bad shape. If the instrument’s vital organs are deeply eroded, it’s impossible to purify even the most excellent priest. You have to extract it yourself, but that’s a very dangerous and difficult task. It’s like closing your eyes on a cliff in the middle of the night and driving a carriage with all your might… .”

“… … .”

“Even if by some chance you successfully extract the instrument, it doesn’t end there. What do you think will happen to the extracted instrument?”

“… … .”

“It naturally seeps into the body of the one who extracted it. In other words, telling him to cure it is no different from telling him to die instead of Delak. Young Badnicker, did you know this fact as well?”

When I closed my mouth, Lise giggled.

“Yes. Let’s say I accept that. Let’s say I risked my life to cure Delak and even absorbed the instrument, but only survived by luck. Will you free me, a half-crippled man with only my lifeline hanging on, from this hell?”

“… … .”

“That can’t be it either.”

Lissera Digos’s hair wrapped around the tea bag.

Thud… … .

The sound of cookies crunching echoed eerily through the underground library.

Lisa spat out the broken cookies, scattering them across the floor.

“Get out… Luan Badnicker.”

A cold, yet faintly trembling voice reached my ear.

“Never… come here again.”

***

Socheoldang.

A building for the small group, built to the east of the main building of Badniker.

This building, which had been empty for a very long time, was now quite crowded.

It is said that after Cheolhyeol-gong gave me the position of Sogaju, I supplemented the personnel and worked hard to reorganize and repair the building.

“hmm…….”

I sat alone in my office on the top floor and checked the situation.

I received a summons from Lise, and even had my key taken away. My connection with the Black Elf Mage was completely severed.

“Did you fail?”

A voice suddenly came from outside the open window.

A small sparrow is seen sitting on a tree.

“Yes. It didn’t go well.”

“I knew it.”

Sparrow, Assad answered.

I’m not sure since it doesn’t look human, but it doesn’t look like something I would expect to see very much of.

I guess I just took rejection for granted.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“What? Are you saying that if we cure Delak, Liseradicos might die?”

Pick a laugh, Assad said.

“Would it have been different if I had said that?”

“That wasn’t it, but at least things didn’t get worse.”

“I see things have gotten worse. That’s good. For your sake, it’s right to keep your distance from Lisera Digos.”

“… … .”

Damn wizard.

This is why I hate orderies.

These self-righteous beings only consider their own judgments as the answer sheet, and do not tell us what solutions they went through to arrive at that answer.

That’s why I get so angry the more I talk to wizards.

If that’s the case, then getting angry or blaming them is a waste of time.

I asked something else.

“Did you know this would happen?”

“I was pretty sure of it. It was none other than Liseradicos who would be of any help to Badnikker.”

“… What on earth is Lise’s true identity? I have no idea why she’s locked up in the underground library.”

Assad looked at me blankly and said.

“…Sogaju Luan Badniker, at your level, you should probably know by now.”

“… … ?”

“Liseradigos Ol’ Highmood is a direct descendant of the Black Elf Kuset.”

“Direct blood relatives? That means… … .”

“To put it simply, a daughter.”

I was surprised.

No. If you think about it, there were some clues.

The words of the cushion.

This is the tone that Lee Se often used when calling me.

Besides, when she said the name Kuset, there was a strange emotion in Lise’s voice.

“… So, is Ms. Lee Se my grandmother?”

“At least by a few dozen generations, he’s just a stranger.”

“… … .”

“I can’t tell you everything. But I’ll tell you this much for your own understanding. Liseradicos committed a terrible act against humanity in the past, and when Kuset saw it, he imprisoned her in the underground library. That’s the whole story.”

“Can’t I be forgiven?”

“what?”

“Isn’t Kuset still alive?”

“… … .”

The sparrow’s feather fluttered slightly.

Somehow, I felt that the expression of emotions was more intense than when in human form.

“Did Delak tell you that too…? …. It seems he thought more highly of you than I thought.”

“… … .”

“Yes. You are right. Black Elf Kuset… That legendary hero still lives. Where do you think he is?”

“I don’t know. Maybe there’s a hidden room on the sixth floor in the main building.”

“I don’t know either.”

I blinked my eyes and asked again.

“yes?”

“It is certain that Kusset is alive. His influence has taken root throughout Badniker, and in some ways, he has even more influence than Delak. But no one in Badniker has ever seen Kusset. Not even me, and not even Delak.”

“… … .”

An archmage who has protected Badniker for hundreds of years.

And the Iron-Blooded Lord, who is praised as an unparalleled hero.

It’s so bad that even these two can’t find it.

Even a ghost that doesn’t have a physical body wouldn’t be able to do that.

“You don’t think you can find the cushion that even Delak couldn’t find, do you?”

“… So there is no other way now?”

Assad sighed.

“There’s still some time left, so we’ll have to try other means.”

“Can I see you, my lord?”

Assad looked at me.

“I don’t know about the other kids, but you are qualified. Just not now.”

“When will it be possible?”

“Let’s do it tomorrow night.”

“All right.”

“okay.”

The sparrow flapped its wings.

“Luan Badnicker… I’m sorry for making you do such a difficult thing.”

“… … .”

“If Delak dies like this, you will be the only one who can succeed him. If things don’t go well, I will do my best to help you succeed to the position of head of the family without any problems.”

It was a shocking statement.

Archmage Asad.

Because it was no different from the man who was the right-hand man of the Iron Blood Lord officially declaring that he would become my guardian.

This is all the more surprising because historically, we have never heard of Assad being involved in the family succession.

It would have been quite a turbulent thing if it had spread to the Empire, let alone Badnikker… … .

I was nervous because I had no intention of becoming a patriarch.

“… Ah. My head.”

Sparrow Assad is leaving.

I looked around the uselessly large office, wondering why there was never a quiet day.

The home of Badnikker.

It was a place that I could call home, but I didn’t feel any particular sense of urgency when I returned home.

Rather, it feels like I’ve stopped by the workplace for work-related reasons.

So then why did I come back here?

Instead of coming, wouldn’t it have been better to just cut ties with Badnikker on this path?

Since the death of the Iron Blood Knight was not something that could be hidden anyway, there was no need for me to return home and confirm it myself.

So then, what am I for-.

… a knock broke my thoughts.

“Come in.”

The door opened and it was Keian who appeared once again.

Keian looked at me and spoke, lowering his head in a much neater manner.

“Your Majesty, are you finished talking?”

“Okay, for now. What’s going on?”

“that is…….”

Keian opened his mouth with an embarrassed look.

“Actually, everyone gathered except you, Master.”

“what?”

“I’m talking to you, children.”

I asked in a slightly embarrassed voice.

“All gathered? All of them?”

“Yes. All seven sons and five daughters who inherited the lord’s bloodline have gathered. But… … .”

Keian said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“…I heard that the current atmosphere is not very good.”

“atmosphere?”

“yes.”

Kean hesitated and said nothing more, but I knew what he wanted to say.

Certainly, the Badniker siblings are not as close-knit as other families.

Of course, children from noble families have always been enemies of the same bloodline due to issues such as power, rights, and inheritance… … .

In addition, since most of the Badniks are half-children, the checks and balances between them are even more severe.

It would have been difficult for Keian, the employee, to even mention the family’s ugly appearance.

I got up from my seat.

“Since everyone is here, I guess I should go too. So where are my brothers and sisters?”

“We are gathered in the conference room on the first floor of the main building.”

“okay.”

I thought as I walked.

Children of the Iron Blood.

Come to think of it, isn’t this the first time in my past or present life that all of these unique characters have gathered in one place?