I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 334



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Episode 334

Is dizziness also something that can be trained?

This was my second time using the teleportation scroll, and the motion sickness wasn’t as bad this time.

The feeling of being inside out was still unpleasant, but I didn’t feel nauseous.

When the light surrounding the surroundings disappeared, I checked Verita first.

I had low expectations, but I thought I would be able to see this guy get ruined for the first time… … .

“… … .”

… But unfortunately, Verita was still standing there with the same expression on her face as when she left.

It seems like Keian was a bit impressed right after he moved.

‘I really want to take this apart and take a look.’

I wonder if he noticed my sinister thoughts.

Verita asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

“no.”

I looked around with a blank expression on my face, and it was as I expected.

This time Assad’s face was visible again.

Unlike before the regression, this time I was sitting and reading a book, and it seems like the change was due to arriving a little earlier than last time.

Assad must have felt our presence, but he didn’t take his eyes off the book, resting his chin on it and scanning the pages with his eyes, only moving his lips away.

“You’re here sooner than I thought, Luan Badnicker. It’s been a while. Half a year, I think?”

“That’s about it.”

“Yeah. You’ve become quite famous since then.”

“… … .”

“I’ve never seen anyone get so involved with a cult, a demon, and a demon lord in such a short period of time. Even Delak in the past wouldn’t have been to your level.”

A similar conversation took place as last time.

From my perspective, there have been many changes, but it’s probably because Assad is no longer waiting quietly at home.

The moment Assad’s gaze turned to the left was the moment that the conversation changed.

“By the way, who is the person walking next to you?”

“… … .”

The air suddenly became heavy.

Archmage Asad.

Basically a recluse, this man is extremely introverted and is known for being cold and indifferent to outsiders.

Besides, as Keian said, the news that Iron Blood is currently in critical condition is a secret among secrets that must never be revealed to the outside world…

The gaze directed at Verita cannot be beautiful.

‘but…….’

In other words, if only this man had permission, no one in Badniker would be dissatisfied with Verita’s company.

Fortunately, Verita was not an ordinary person, so even after receiving that cold gaze, she smiled and opened her lips.

“My name is Razbet from the 72nd Interrogation Office. Are you the Archmage Asad? I’ve heard of your name.”

Assad glanced at Berita’s behavior and then asked me again.

“Are you an Inquisitor? What about Keian?”

Do you not even want to mix words?

You could have just asked me directly, but you don’t even pretend to see me and insist on telling me.

“I decided to come back separately. I heard about my father’s situation. I thought Sister Rajbeth here would be helpful, so I invited her specially.”

Then Assad’s expression became even colder.

“You, are you telling an outsider about your family’s affairs?”

“Yes.”

“… I never thought you’d be this thoughtless. No, let me ask you something. You must know how big of an issue Delak’s condition is to the Empire, so why did you spread the word about it?”

“I didn’t spread it. I didn’t tell anyone except Sister Razbeth.”

“So why did you tell me?”

“Because I thought he was a trustworthy person.”

Assad frowned.

“I know a little about the Inquisitors. They only think about the cult and the devil. They might even try to use Delak’s current state for subjugation. As bait.”

“Is your language a bit excessive?”

“It’s okay, brother.”

Verita was completely unshaken even when insulted to her face.

Actually, that guy doesn’t seem like the type of guy who would get angry if it didn’t have anything to do with me.

Even if someone curses at you to your face, you’ll just laugh it off, but if they hit you on the cheek, you’ll turn the other cheek too?

“I understand Mr. Assad’s concerns. In fact, there are certainly brothers and sisters in the interrogation center with extreme tendencies like the one you mentioned.”

Then Assad spoke to Berita for the first time.

“Are you different from them?”

“No matter how much I argue in words, it will be difficult for Assad to accept. So I will swear to God here.”

Verita held the inverted cross in her hand with both hands and muttered as if praying.

“From this moment on, I will keep silent about everything I see and hear in Badniker. If I reveal anything, God will never forgive me.”

It’s not just words.

A faint divinity shone through Verita’s body… … Of course, you won’t lose your life if you don’t keep those words.

At least, it is clear that the divine power was demonstrated in the believer’s flesh and was visible to the naked eye.

It was a reaction that could only come out if the words spoken and the inner feelings were completely consistent.

“… … .”

Only then did Assad lose his momentum.

It felt like the pressure I had been feeling until just now was a lie.

‘no way……?’

I can’t believe it.

It was only then that I realized that it was all a pretense to get that oath from the beginning.

“Okay. For now, I will acknowledge your stay.”

widely.

Assad stood up from his seat and said, closing his book.

“But apart from acknowledging your existence, don’t you still think it would be of any help? After all, the main job of the Inquisitor is to fight against the Dark Church and subjugate demons. The instrument that put Delak in danger was so vicious that even I had never encountered it before.”

“As you know, not all instruments have the same power. Just as mana has its own characteristics, instruments also have their own characteristics. The same goes for divine power. I won’t say that my healing power is superior to that of the bishops of our church. However, the musical instrument that has eaten away at your flesh may be a good match for me.”

“I know what you’re saying, but statistically, it’s a very small chance. It’s about the same chance as when you get sick and suddenly find a magical herb growing right in front of you.”

Assad sighed and muttered.

“… As I said, I guess I have no choice since I have to grab onto even the smallest thing.”

“… … .”

Somehow, I had a feeling that that voice might be the first time Assad had revealed his true feelings.

Leaving everything else aside, I think you are sincere in wanting to save Cheolhyeolgong.

“Anyway, I guess we have to meet in person to find out what compatibility is, right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Then you will come with me for now. And Luan Badnicker. I have something else to ask of you.”

I thought I knew what he was going to ask, but I asked anyway.

“What is it?”

“Aside from this nun, there is no one else in the family who can fix Delak. The problem is that she has a very temperamental personality, so there is a high possibility that she will not listen to our demands… … .”

“Are you Lise?”

“That’s right. You’re quick-witted.”

Assad continued, looking slightly surprised.

“I heard you became friendly with that guy. Can you do me a favor?”

“… … .”

I met Assad’s eyes and nodded coolly.

“Okay. Let’s give it a try.”

***

“Hmm. It’s been quite a while.”

Lissera Digos brought out words that matched his memory exactly.

I was wondering what to say in response, and then I just said something similar to what I said then.

“I’ve been a bit busy.”

“Fighting with those church guys?”

“Yes.”

“okay.”

A moment of silence.

Lise glanced at me, then closed her mouth with a somewhat disappointed expression.

I expected that kind of reaction.

Actually, it’s not that hard to just stop by the kitchen and make some snacks, but today I came here empty-handed on purpose.

“Mr. Lee Se.”

“What is it?”

“The master is currently in critical condition.”

“… … .”

“Did you know?”

The look in Lise’s eyes changed.

From the eyes of a little lady who coveted sweets, to the eyes of a ruthless and cunning magician.

“I said, laughing,” said Rise.

“What do you think of me? The eyes and ears I have spread throughout Badniker’s domain are as numerous as the books in this library.”

“… … .”

I thought so too.

Even if nothing else, there was no way that Lise, one of the family’s guardians, would not have known that the head of the family was in critical condition.

He either heard it from other people or thought he had a means of gathering information from the ground independently.

That is, even before the regression, Lise knew about the situation of the Iron Blood Corps.

“I see. I understand.”

“Do you have anything else to say?”

“Yes. I have a favor to ask.”

“…what?”

I took a mask out of my bosom.

“… … ?”

“This is a mask of the Linchal tribe. Have you seen it before?”

“But why all of a sudden?”

“I know this is a really good item, but I don’t like the way it looks when it’s transformed now. It’s not my style, you know… … . So I was wondering if it would be possible to adjust just the appearance.”

“… … .”

“Is it a little difficult?”

“It’s not that it’s difficult… … .”

“Oh, that’s great. Then, can you increase the number of transformations? If possible, I’d like to increase it to two or three.”

“Well, I guess I’ll have to see it for myself. The total amount of spells that can be engraved is determined by the area and material of the mask… … No. That’s not it.”

Lise’s voice grew louder and she looked at me with bewildered eyes.

“Stop wasting time with nonsense and just talk.”

“What is it?”

“I really need to ask you something. You must have something to tell me.”

“There isn’t any.”

“What? Didn’t Assad send you here? To treat Delak or something?”

“That’s true. So, if that gentleman asks you later, please give him your word. I begged and pleaded, but you didn’t listen.”

“her.”

Lise shook her head with a dumbfounded expression and flapped her legs. The water splashed and ripples spread across the surface.

“… Don’t you understand the situation right now? Delak is injured. The Iron Duke, the pillar of Badniker, is in critical condition. This family, no. This empire, you must know what Delak means.”

“I know very well.”

“The only one who can definitely fix that is this Lisera Digos.”

“Well, that’s fine. I’ve brought in some people who can help, and I plan to do what I can.”

“… … .”

“So, please, Lise, just improve my mask. Of course, I’m not asking you to do it out of thin air, but next time I come, I’ll bring some pastry tools and books. Or is there any pastry-related books in this library?”

I guess that’s unlikely to happen.

Rather than books about hobbies or entertainment, most of them seemed to be old books closer to professional knowledge.

“… … .”

Lise now seemed speechless.

Are you not really in the mood for it?

As a negotiation genius, I backed out at this point.

“That would be fine. I can’t come here every time, so I thought it would be best if I could make it myself-.”

“…Please give me the mask for a moment.”

I took out the Linchal mask without saying anything and handed it to Lise.

As always, Lise took the mask by the hair and checked it with a complicated expression.

“… I think up to three would be possible with this area.”

“Oh. Really? Then, will it be okay to keep the original form and add two more transformations?”

“What you want to look like.”

“Um… One of them is an ordinary-looking person, someone who looks like they would be easily forgotten. The other one would be of a different race.”

“Interspecies?”

“Yes. If so, I think Lizardman would be the best.”

Among the different races, the one that the imperial people feel the least rejection of is the Lizardmen.

Since I’ve been with Araxad there, I’ve learned a bit about the characteristics and habits of lizardmen, so I don’t have to worry about my transformation being discovered.

“Okay. Let me give it a try.”

“thank you.”

Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

‘Is this good enough?’

Lissera Digos is someone who has helped me in many ways and will continue to do so in the future.

At least among the people I know, there aren’t even three who can match Lise’s knowledge of magic, and that’s even including great magicians like Alderson and Asad.

Especially, their knowledge of black magic, necromancy, and devil contracts would surpass them.

“Then I will go now.”

“…Luan Badnicker.”

“yes?”

“hmm.”

Lee Se, who had been hesitating with a strange attitude, spoke briefly.

“… Come again.”

A silent laugh came out.

Of course, that wasn’t what Lee Se had intended, but it was the exact opposite of what he had heard before his return.

I nodded and answered.

“Of course I have to come again.”

Maybe next time I’ll have better news… … .

I decided to refrain from saying that for now.

Nothing makes a person more miserable than empty hope.