I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 349



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Episode 349

As my breathing gradually became more rapid, Assad, who had come closer without me noticing, showed rare flusteredness and cooled down my excitement.

“… Even if you’re twelve, I don’t think you can really beat Delak. If that’s the case, then the rumors are true.”

By rumors, you mean the achievements I’ve made while traveling all over the empire?

“Did you think it was an exaggeration?”

“Then how can you believe such absurd words? Think about how you were around this time last year.”

“… … .”

If we talk about that time, I’ll have nothing to say.

At times like this, I think to myself that it’s fortunate that I was young when I regressed.

This is because people experience the greatest changes, both physically and mentally, between the ages of fifteen and twenty.

It’s a time when you grow tall and gain muscle especially well… Of course, it’s rare for someone to change as much as I did in half a year, but it means that you can somehow overcome it.

At that moment, Delak, with a somewhat dark complexion, spoke in a gloomy voice.

“Can’t we have a rematch?”

“A rematch? Why?”

“Well, if I lose… … .”

“ah.”

Only then did I realize my mistake.

“I’m sorry, Dad. That was a joke.”

“what?”

“I thought you’d give me your full power if I did that. Hehe.”

“… … .”

There’s a saying that you can’t spit on a smiling face, but I guess you can glare at it.

For a moment, Delak glared at me with a cold face, as if he had returned to being an iron-blooded man.

Scary.

“Looks like this guy is talking nonsense again. Delak, listen carefully. He’s talking like a guy who’d float on water.”

I was about to reflexively protest, but this time I decided to just keep my mouth shut. When you have something to say, it’s better to keep your mouth shut.

Assad said.

“So Luan, where did you say your next destination was?”

“The South.”

“More precisely.”

“I’m thinking of going to the Rahild work camp in the south.”

“… Is it La-Hirudaras… … .”

As expected, Assad, being of age, spoke of the old place name Rahild.

Somehow, seeing a strange emotion flashing through his eyes, I wonder if he might have actually been to the Kingdom of Ra-Hirudaras when it existed.

“… The South is a region where there are particularly many religious people. Of course, there are other dangers as well.”

“I know. There are a lot of monsters here, and there are a lot of guys who will try to eat you if you let your guard down for a moment. There are only a few trustworthy mercenaries.”

I said with a chuckle.

“You don’t have to worry.”

Honestly, I don’t know about other places, but I’m confident in the South.

So far I’ve rarely benefited much from my pre-regression memories, but it might be different in the South.

Perhaps in that place, I will be able to act like a returnee for the first time.

***

Departure was decided for three days later.

As Delak mentioned earlier, it looks like there’s still some paperwork to be done.

It wasn’t too bad since I still had a few things to do.

The next day, I called Ludwig early in the morning.

“Hello, bro. Have you eaten breakfast?”

“No. It’s actually better for your health not to eat breakfast.”

“…really?”

I gained one bit of knowledge.

“Of course, for someone as active as you, it would be better to eat three meals a day… … Well, enough of the small talk, why did you call me?”

“Well. I’ve been thinking about it myself. I think it would be best for me to join Rahild as a laborer.”

“Hmm… … .”

Ludwig nodded and said.

“Of course, there’s nothing more certain than going to the scene and finding out for yourself… Is that okay?”

“what?”

“The Rahild workhouse is a closed place. In a place like that, criminals, debtors, slaves, orphans, and even foreigners… … Anyway, how could they possibly run things smoothly when they’re all crammed together in one place? I heard that the workhouse has its own laws. It’s said that power is divided by race, origin, and ideology. Well, you know it’s dirty and the work is hard, right?”

“There are even fewer places like that in the South. You just have to adapt.”

The time when I lived like a cripple… … .

Before Baek No-kwang got beaten up, the only place that brought Luan back to his senses was Nambu-ran.

I’m a pretty neat person, although I’m not obsessive-compulsive disordered. But as a mercenary in the South, I didn’t get startled even if a scorpion crawled on my stomach while I was sleeping.

“Should I come in too?”

“That won’t be necessary. Brother, gather information from outside. You said that Rahild itself is intertwined with the cult… … Or maybe infiltrating the cult forces in the south wouldn’t be a bad idea?”

“Isn’t that too easy to say? If you don’t know what faction the religious sect in the South is, you’ll have to risk your life just to make contact with them.”

Ludwig grumbled, then asked as if a memory had suddenly occurred to him.

“Oh. Now that I think about it, I think your father went on this mission with you.”

“That’s right. Have you ever moved with your father?”

“We’ve worked together on missions before. We’ve been in different places, so we haven’t always been together… … .”

“aha.”

“You infiltrated the workhouse, and I contacted the sect? Then what was your father’s role? Have you thought about it? Just for your information, don’t plan on going into the workhouse together.”

“Of course. Even if it were me, I wouldn’t be so unfilial as to send my father to a forced labor camp.”

I hesitated for a moment, ignoring Ludwig’s suspicious gaze.

Delak’s role is…

No matter how much I rack my brain, no real ideas come to mind.

Since the fact that he is an Iron Blooded Man must be hidden, the current Delak is no different from a child with incredible skills.

“I think you would have been good at gathering information, infiltration, and stealth.”

“It seems like the ability to hide one’s presence is still intact, but moving secretly requires experience rather than ability, so there will be some risk involved.”

“Hmm… … .”

It’s not like he’s the kind of guy who would be particularly dangerous if left alone…

Looking at it this way, it was like a burden that was difficult to use.

“… Well, if it doesn’t work out, you and your brother can move together. Then, you can teach your father a little.”

“… That’s a bit.”

Ludwig responded with a rare blush.

“Why? You know your father’s talent. He’s a genius who can learn ten things if you teach him one thing. You won’t need to teach him for long.”

“I’m not saying this because of the hardships of education. This is a matter of the heart.”

“Matters of the heart?”

“I feel reluctant about the very fact that I am teaching him.”

As I made a puzzled face, Ludwig opened his eyes squintingly.

“Are you okay?”

“Not really.”

“You seem like a weirdo… … . Well. I’m starting to think about how to disguise myself. By the way, my father’s disguise is relatively weak.”

“Huh? Why?”

“I thought it was a physical problem? But I guess you can change your hair or eye color.”

“… A gentleman who has dozens of disguises, and whose constitution is such that disguises don’t work. Does that make sense?”

Then Ludwig let out a rare, very deep sigh and said in a pitiful tone:

“You don’t know anything about camouflage. Hiding only the outer appearance is the third-rate of the third-rate. Creating a new existence by combining facial expressions, gestures, speech, atmosphere, and even makeup, clothing, and even status. That’s camouflage.”

“Ah, aha… … .”

“Are you listening? In that sense, a personality like yours is not suitable for camouflage. Your personality is unique, and your speech is too individualistic.”

I just ignored Ludwig’s introduction to gastroenterology that started out of nowhere… but I was convinced that I wasn’t suited for gastroenterology.

“It’s okay. I have a plan.”

“A trick?”

“huh.”

I said with a giggle.

“Look forward to the day after tomorrow.”

***

The next day, a happy face returned to the bednicker.

It was our Kayan.

There was still not a single trace of disarray on Keian’s stern face, but of course the road to his hometown would not have been easy.

“Oh, you’ve had a hard time.”

“no.”

Keian shook his head unwaveringly and said.

“I heard the story from the master. Fortunately, the treatment was successful… … .”

“… Well, I guess that’s what it is.”

To be honest, I thought that someone as talented as Keian could talk about the Iron Blood Lord’s amnesia, but…

There is nothing we can do since the council has decided to keep this matter a secret.

I’ve been quite stubborn, so I guess I should respect those old people’s wishes to some extent.

“So, Lord Soga is now returning to the North?”

“No? I think we’re going south.”

“South… … !”

A color lingered in Kayan’s voice.

As I looked at him wondering why, the old man spoke with a bright face.

“So, are you finally going to grant my request?”

“huh?”

As I blankly stared, the color that had been on Keian’s face began to gradually disappear.

“… Have you forgotten?”

“No? You didn’t forget?”

I reflexively avoided the question, then asked again.

“I just don’t remember very well… … .”

“They say the world saw it and forgot about it.”

“sorry.”

I bowed my head, feeling like a grandson who was being scolded by his grandfather.

Keian sighed. I have a feeling that more and more people have been sighing at me lately. It must be my imagination.

“Adopted daughter.”

“ah-.”

The words brought back memories that had been buried in my mind.

– Did you have a daughter?

– But she is my adopted daughter.

– My name is Kaela. You may have heard the name, Master.

– What do you want me to do when I meet that daughter?

– I hope you can compete and, if possible, defeat me.

I’m sure we’ve had that conversation.

The mercenary king Kaela is Kayan’s adopted daughter, and he wants me to fight her.

I remembered, but I was still embarrassed.

“Well, I’ll try, but I’m going down south for work this time too, so I might not be able to meet you at all.”

“That’s right. The South is vast. However, if by some chance fate leads you to meet that child, please remember this old man’s request.”

“… First, accept it.”

I owe Keian a lot in many ways, and it looks like there will be more in the future.

And this request is almost the only request that Keian has of me, so as my master, I have no choice but to grant it.

When I nodded, only then did Keian look satisfied.

After a brief reunion with Keian… … .

After visiting Lisera Digos, I told him [something very important].

At first, Lise listened indifferently, but as my story continued, her dark eyes began to sparkle like the night sky.

“Wow… … Luan. You know a thing or two.”

“Right?”

“I didn’t know you had such a refined aesthetic sense.”

“It’s you, Lise.”

I had a friendly conversation with Lise for the first time. Our solid Black Heaven wizard seemed very satisfied with my request.

“Black scales. Very nice. Then it would be nice to add a few more properties to it.”

“What is the attribute?”

“Yeah. One-armed inspector, outcast, tattoos, bandages, blindfolds, things like that.”

“oh…….”

I nodded.

“Everything is good, but the one-armed man and the blindfold are a bit much. I think it would be inconvenient to fight.”

“I see. What about the other little things?”

“Please take care of it. I’ll leave it to your aesthetic sense, Lise.”

“hmm.”

Lise nodded her head contentedly, then suddenly coughed.

And then he said in a passing tone.

“… But when can I go out?”

“… … .”

Looking at that sight, what should I say?

I thought of a child who pretended not to know that his parents had prepared a birthday present for him.

A face that looks like it’s expecting something, but acts like it’s not expecting anything at all?

In fact, considering the time he was stuck underground, such a reaction is understandable.

“Even if I go out now, it’s only Badnikker’s Manor. Isn’t that a bit much? It’s a monumental first outing.”

“I see.”

“Let’s see, I’ll bring it out to you when I get to the southern metropolis.”

“Take it out… … This Lissera Digos is not an object.”

“Let’s do that,” said Lee Se, grumbling in a disgruntled voice before coughing again.

Anyway, with my talk with Lise, my work at the family is over.

Now, the moment of departure is truly imminent.

On this day, I finished my exercise routine and went to bed relatively early after washing my feet.

and…….

Finally, the day of departure.

Me, Ludwig, and Delak gathered in front of the carriage.

Ludwig said in a playful tone.

“Youngest, haven’t you forgotten anything?”

“It’s not like we’re going on a picnic or anything.”

“Heh heh. But honestly, if there are three of us, can’t we treat even the most dangerous missions as a picnic?”

“Ludwig.”

Delak interjected in a flat voice.

“It’s good to have confidence, but distinguish it from pride.”

“Hmm… I guess I’m a little too excited. I’ll hold myself back.”

I said as Ludwig scratched the back of his neck in an awkward manner.

“By the way, Brother Ludwig. There’s one thing I want you to look at, you master of disguise, infiltration, and acting.

“What is it?”

“This is the disguise I will be using in the South this time.”

“It doesn’t matter, but here and now?”

“I can show you right away since I’m going to use magic tools.”

“Aha. Let me see.”

Then, Ludwig and Delak both looked at me with indifferent eyes, as if they were slightly interested.

I smiled and took the Rinchal mask out of my arms and put it on my face.

and.

“Come on, Dorarija.”

As soon as I recited the spell, my entire body changed.

“… … !”

And I became a lizardman.

And not just any ordinary lizardman, but a black-scaled lizardman warrior who had spent an entire day agonizing over it, discussing it with Lise, and working hard to carve it out.

I adjusted to the heightened view and looked down at the father and son.

“… You said, hyung? The perfect disguise is creating a new being… … Oh my. Your voice is also cool.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“This is the guy I created. I meticulously planned out the settings from start to finish. Do you want to hear it?”

After saying that, I looked closely and Ludwig asked in a reluctant voice.

“…say it.”

“A lonely lizardman warrior… … . An outcast from his clan, but one who holds a ray of pride in his heart. A mercenary who is cruel to his enemies, but extremely warm to his allies… … .”

“… … .”

“… That is the exile Luzard.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Delak, who had been silent for a moment, said:

“Ludwig.”

“yes.”

“Before I lost my memory, what was my educational policy like? Was it unusual?”

“No. It’s not my father’s fault.”

Ludwig shook his head.

“She’s just sixteen, that’s the age to do that, so let’s be open-minded and understand.”

“Phew… … .”

I let out a deep sigh.

It was a sigh that came out of genuine regret.

Even though they were a family that shared the same blood, it seemed like they didn’t share a common aesthetic sense.

It’s a sad feeling.

Those who lack talent don’t even realize that they have no talent.

There is nothing sadder in the world than this.