I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 339



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Episode 339

“It’s partial amnesia.”

Assad said.

“… It’s not the worst, but it’s a lesser of two evils. It’s not that I’ve lost my mind, but rather that I’ve lost all of my memories as an Iron Blooded.”

“From what point exactly?”

“Judging from the conversation… it seems like you’ve lost all your memories since receiving the protection.”

This is fucking crazy.

As I sighed without saying anything, Assad suddenly said something.

“But you believe what I say?”

“I believe that.”

“No. That’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying that Delak has amnesia. It’s hard to believe, but if he’s Delak’s son… … .”

“ah.”

I lost my memory.

In other words, the appearance of Cheol-hyeol-gong now is a side of him that he had in the past.

How many citizens of the empire would immediately believe that the cold-blooded and merciless Iron-Blooded Man once had such a weak impression?

‘But not me.’

… Anyway, since the opponent was a magician who was in the final stages of a suspicious disease, I had no choice but to talk at length.

“Actually, when I stopped by the Academy for a while, I saw the Dean’s… no, the former Dean’s collection. There, I got a glimpse of my father’s childhood.”

“Academy. Oh, Alderson’s doll? That guy can’t change his gloomy hobby even in his old age.”

That’s true, but it’s a bit odd when a fellow wizard says something like that.

Isn’t that xenophobia?

“Delak was twelve years old when he attended the academy… … before he received the guardianship ceremony, so his mental age would be similar to that of that time.”

Whether Assad clicked his tongue or analyzed the situation, I couldn’t help but feel serious.

‘What the heck? Where did I go wrong?’

I thought back over the treatment process step by step, and even thinking back, there was absolutely nothing that could be called a mistake.

Rather, it is perfect.

Unlike before the regression, when I was pressed for time and had to consider running away, this treatment completely drove out the instrument that had been eating away at my body.

Is that the problem?

Was it treated too perfectly?

That doesn’t make sense either.

“Cheer up.”

Surprisingly, Assad said something like that.

I couldn’t help but look at him with a somewhat surprised expression, as I hadn’t expected to receive comfort from this wizard.

“It’s been a few weeks since the instrument has been eroding my entire body. I expected some side effects. If it’s a mental issue, it might be better. It’s not like there’s no chance of a complete recovery… … . I think it’s better than having permanent physical disabilities.”

“… … .”

It is natural for Assad to say something like that.

After almost losing the Iron Blood, he must have felt a great sense of relief just by coming to his senses.

But not me.

In this time zone, only I know that the Iron Blood’s treatment has failed. I am certain of it.

Because I saw it with my own two eyes.

I’m talking about the Iron Blood before the regression, walking around with a sound mind.

Of course, I don’t know if my body was completely healed at that time.

It was a day when the rain was pouring down and I wasn’t feeling well, so I couldn’t remember if Cheolhyeolgong was really in good shape.

It’s frustrating because you can’t ask anyone about things that happened in a world that’s already gone.

Finally, I sighed again, and Assad spoke.

“… First of all, of course, this must be kept absolutely secret.”

As Assad spoke, his gaze was directed at Berita, not me.

Verita also nodded her head in agreement at this moment without saying much.

“Of course.”

“I need to talk to Delak some more first.”

“Yes, that’s right. But do you hide your father’s situation from your other brothers?”

“… … .”

Assad nodded after thinking for a moment.

“It’s not good to hide everything… but on the other hand, it’s also hard to tell everyone. For example, Aquata, who has already become a member of a different household, or Atsuna Everan, who is soft-spoken… In the case of Dolber, it’s possible that he will confess the truth due to his naturally weak personality and inability to withstand threats or torture.”

“… … .”

What kind of torture is this person assuming?

If you think about it, he’s not even a badnik, but I think Assad is the person who is more like a badnik than anyone else.

Since he was involved almost from the time that Badniker was founded, it is possible that this nobleman’s disposition created the harsh environment of Badniker.

Assad looked at me and said.

“Just rest in your room for a bit. I’ll contact you later.”

***

… Of course, there were things that could be done even in the current state.

As soon as I thought of someone I could share my situation with and maybe even get advice from, I headed to the underground library.

Strangely, from the moment I stepped foot in, I felt a different atmosphere from usual in this mysterious space… … .

By the time I actually set foot in the center of the bookstore, I was able to witness quite a rare sight.

Instead of sitting on his mountain of books and turning the pages as usual, Lissera Digos stood there.

Of course, it didn’t stand on two feet, but its clumps of hair served as legs.

‘what are you doing?’

Lise was standing in front of a table that looked like a workbench, moving dozens of strands of hair. Every time a green light flashed, a foul smell wafted into her nostrils.

Overall, it’s a very strange sight.

Besides, looking at it again, what Lise was fiddling with was the Rincha mask I gave her.

Looks like they’ve already started the renovation work.

Lise glanced at me as if she noticed my presence, but then turned her head back to the workbench.

“Just wait a moment. It’ll be over soon.”

“yes.”

I nodded without saying anything and placed the cooking utensils and books I had brought in the empty space.

As Lise said, the work was finished before long.

“Okay. Here you go.”

“uh…….”

I received a mask from the Linchal tribe that was thrown by my hair.

First of all, the appearance hadn’t changed much, but only the outer surface, and the side that touched the facial skin… … So, even if you just looked at the inside, you could see that there was a complex pattern engraved in relief.

“It’s over already?”

“okay.”

“… … .”

When they say it’s going to be finished soon, it doesn’t mean that the work will be finished today, but rather that the renovation work will be finished.

“I’ve increased the number of transformations as you said. You said a man with a hazy face and a lizardman warrior?”

“Yes. Oh. But how do you decide what form to transform into?”

“There are keywords. If you want to become what you were before, say [Sisk], and for a vague impression, say [Sositiu]. For the lizardman, say [DoraRiza].”

“It’s hard to memorize.”

“… You, have you not even learned the old fairy language?”

“yes.”

“… … .”

Because Lee Se gave me a look of absurdity for a moment, I hastily added as if making an excuse.

“Isn’t it possible to live without learning?”

“… You know one thing but not the other. Elvish is the first language on the continent and the original form of all writing. Long ago, all intelligent races living on the continent only spoke Elvish.”

As I was blinking my eyes at the news I was hearing for the first time in my life, Lisera Digos continued speaking.

“Looking at your whereabouts, it seems like you’ve been to a lot of places that look like ancient ruins. It might be a good idea to learn some Elvish while you’re at it. Most of the ancient texts carved in those places are either the old Elvish language or a relative language.”

“Even so, there is no place to learn.”

“You’re talking nonsense. Isn’t it right in front of you?”

I was confused again.

“You will teach me?”

“If it wasn’t going to be like that in the first place, I wouldn’t have even brought it up.”

I thought about it for a moment and then nodded.

“Well, I would appreciate it if you could teach me.”

“Hmm. You don’t seem to know what a valuable opportunity this is. Well, you’ll figure it out soon. I guess I’ll organize my class materials after a long time… … .”

Lise rarely muttered happily, but surprisingly, it seemed like teaching others suited her.

“So what brings you here today?”

“Oh. I have a question.”

“Let me tell you.”

“therefore…….”

I explained to Lise the questions I had.

Of course, I can’t say that I’ve turned back the clock, so I had to twist things a little.

After hearing the whole story, Lise nodded.

“I see. That means that the nun definitely had the skills and confidence to treat, and she actually completed the treatment successfully… … But I still can’t believe that Delak’s mind was adversely affected.”

“In short, yes.”

“It’s amazing that you were able to successfully remove the instrument. What kind of relic did you use…?”

The moment Lee Se’s voice was filled with interest and suspicion, a chill ran down my spine…

As expected, the questions continued.

“Could you please show me that broken relic?”

“… The ownership belongs to Sister Razbeth. I heard it’s a precious item, so I don’t think she’ll give it to you easily even if you ask.”

Somehow, I had a feeling that if I showed that relic to Lise, the black magician would immediately notice my trick.

Because Liseradicos’ knowledge of black magic, demons, and ancient relics would be greater than Asad’s.

Lise whetted her appetite.

“Really… … ? That’s too bad. Anyway, Luan. You seemed to be confident that the nun would cure Delak.”

‘Luan?’

It felt a little strange for the gentleman who used to call me Badniker’s child every day to suddenly call my name, but I responded without showing it.

Unlike the unexpected request mentioned earlier, this question had an answer in mind in advance.

“Actually, that’s true. Sister Razbeth is the most versatile person in the 72nd Inquisition, and the total amount of divine power she can control is greater than that of an archbishop. She can even completely recover from having her arm cut off or her eyeball gouged out.”

“Hoo… I’d like to dissect it.”

“… Anyway, thanks to that ability, Sister Razbeth once completely cured someone who had injuries similar to those of her father.”

“How many people?”

“Probably one.”

Of course, it was actually me, not Verita, who treated the patient, so naturally the target was only one person.

“Then there’s nothing strange.”

“yes?”

“Even if two people get the same disease at the same time, they don’t show exactly the same symptoms. The time it takes to recover also varies greatly. For example, if you catch a cold, you will feel better after sleeping for a day or two, but if an old person gets it today or tomorrow, it could be life-threatening.”

“… That’s true, but the person that Razbeth treated had quite a bit in common with my father?”

“That’s a strange thing to say. I don’t know who it is, but there can’t be anyone else in the world as good as Delak.”

“… … .”

That’s right.

Lise looked at me for a moment.

Are you starting to get suspicious?

It’s okay to ask who treated you. It’s a religious secret, so you can just deny it and say you don’t know…

“… … .”

Fortunately, instead of questioning further, Lise nodded.

“It’s the same even if they are twins born from the same womb. Even if they have the same genes, their bodies are shaped in completely different ways depending on their environment, experience, amount of exercise, and eating habits. And there are too many variables in unidentified diseases.”

“A variable?”

“For most diseases, it is right to take action quickly, but there are rare cases where you need to wait and see how things progress. If you take action too hastily, the condition will get worse, so you should just use physical immunity to get rid of it.”

“…How do you know that?”

“I don’t know.”

Lise continued speaking with a calm expression.

“Because such details can only be grasped as time goes by and a huge amount of data that can be called statistics is accumulated. Today, a minor illness that can be cured with a single bottle of medicine was a fatal disease that caused hundreds of thousands of casualties in the past. That’s why records are important.”

“record……?”

“Yes. That’s why doctors continue to research new diseases until they die, and why pharmacists never stop mixing herbs.”

Only then did I realize.

In short, this means that I got this disease because I treated the Iron Blood before the regression.

‘… No. This is too much.’

Who would have thought that Cheolhyeolgong would end up like that if he had received treatment a little sooner?

I sighed involuntarily… … .

Still, one thing was clear.

This is my biggest fault.

“But what did Assad say?”

“It didn’t seem like he thought much of it. It was fortunate that my father survived, and I thought that since it was a mental issue, he would recover soon… … .”

“Heh heh heh.”

Lee Se laughed openly.

“What a disgustingly optimistic and hopeful outlook. You seem even more rigid than me, who lives underground.”

“What does that mean?”

“Mental problems are much more serious than physical ones. It is difficult to diagnose the cause, and rehabilitation methods are not standardized either… … .”

“… … .”

“You have to assume the worst. The possibility that Delak will never return to normal.”

I sighed.

“Then, later on, please diagnose it yourself, Lise.”

“Huh. I don’t plan on letting Delak in here.”

“Then why don’t you just go and see for yourself?”

“… Are you kidding me right now?”

This is the moment when Lee Se shot back in displeasure.

[Luan Badnicker?]

Suddenly a voice rang in my head.

I frowned for a moment, then realized this was some kind of magic.

This is because the owner of the voice that rang in my head in the first place was Assad.

[Where are you now?]

“I’m just taking care of something for a moment. Why?”

[Come to the Socheoldang. Right now.]

There was an uncharacteristic urgency in Assad’s voice.

What happened again?

I looked at Lise with a sense of unease.

Even though Lise suddenly saw me talking to myself, she didn’t give me any strange looks.

It seems that Assad realized that the transmission was made through magic.

“I made a deal with Assad this time, and it worked out well. If it goes well, I think I’ll be able to go out once a month.”

“…what?”

“I forgot today, so I’ll come back later with the key. I’m a little busy today, so I’ll be leaving now. Oh, and I’ll wear the mask well.”

“Now, wait a minute – can I get out of here?”

I turned to Assad, leaving the bewildered Rise behind.

I hope that the reason you called me was nothing serious.

***

“An uninvited guest has arrived.”

Assad said that as soon as he saw me.

“An uninvited guest?”

“okay.”

Looking at that stiff expression, I began to wonder.

Who on earth could make the Archmage look like this?

“Contrary to its name, it is the owner of a completely unpleasant spring.”

“The master of spring… … ?”

ah.

“Are you the head of Goodspring?”

“Yes. Hatem Goodspring. The man himself came to see me.”

“… … .”

“Listen carefully, Luan Badnicker. Delak is in such a state right now that he can’t be dealt with. It means that you, the owner of the cow, must meet with the man.”

Assad spoke with the utmost seriousness in his voice.

“Remember, you must never let Hatem Goodspring know about Delak’s condition. Do you understand?”