Chapter Index

    repetition of training.

    Morning, more than a week later.

    I started having breakfast with my disciple.

    “It’s somehow strange… .”

    For some reason, Ronica couldn’t concentrate on her meal and muttered those words.

    Fiona, who was eating together, responded.

    “Ronika. What’s the problem?”

    “Grunt… I don’t know. I just feel weird these days. It feels like someone is following you.”

    It stung slightly.

    That identity is none other than Lauf.

    Ever since he put on his armor and entered the city, he kept hovering around Ronika. Perhaps because he gained some confidence, he even stood still on the side of the road and watched Ronika.

    Ronica felt the red glow in his eyes and spoke.

    Then Fiona summoned a card.

    “… Fortune telling!”

    A smiling skull with red eyes. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a painting. However, unlike the eerie picture, the card is a brilliant golden color.

    “Daegil. It will definitely be a good thing for Ronica!”

    “There’s a skull drawn on it?… .”

    Fiona emphasized again, holding the card high.

    “It’s definitely a good thing!!”

    A look of blind faith.

    Ronika also reluctantly nodded.

    “Ugh… Still, I feel reassured because Fiona said that.”

    “Huhu~”

    Isabelle is looking at the scene.

    For reference, three people, Ronica, Fiona and Isabelle, had breakfast today.

    Rowen wakes up a little late due to training and Andro helps Goliath with work in the morning, so these three are now regular breakfast members.

    Usually, at meals, Isabelle would watch the conversation between Ronica and Fiona with satisfaction.

    but… .

    Today, a meaningful smile is seen.

    Maybe he saw something with his precognitive abilities.

    Something like the future of Rauf’s meeting with his disciple.

    … I guess we’ll have to meet separately.

    *

    “Kya~ Mr. Hwansu, I’m so glad you came today too.”

    Venus rooftop at dawn.

    Today again, Isabelle stole a bottle of alcohol and was blowing on it under the moonlight.

    I visited him quite often.

    Even if you look like that, you are a witch and a prophet.

    Most of the time, all I did was listen to nonsense and leave, but I also foresaw a situation that suited me perfectly, that I would soon have a big conflict with the Duke.

    The problem was that there were quite a few things I got confused about or forgot to say.

    A drink that sticks around all day.

    A personality that seems like it’s just going out.

    Some strange precognitive ability.

    I wonder if I’m crazy, but… However, if you are not drunk, you can act like a normal person with a bright personality and a love for snacks.

    It was just that guy’s drinking that was the problem.

    “Mr. Hwansu? Why are you looking at me like that? It’s like looking at a mentally ill person?”

    “You know me well. So stop drinking. Don’t you know that I turn a blind eye to the alcohol that is always stolen because it is my student?”

    “What~ I have a lot of money. I also want to live comfortably and comfortably… So, have a drink?”

    “… done. Just pay for the food.”

    “Price of rice? I will do it. In the future we don’t know when will come.”

    “Future?”

    “Words that I might sacrifice myself for this place~”

    “Is there any credibility?”

    “… … … About 1%?”

    It was wrong.

    As a 7-star witch, she has tremendous power, but she is usually just a drunkard who talks nonsense.

    If I hadn’t even participated in Venus training, I might have hit the pot.

    still… The value of prophecy is high.

    Even if it’s potential and the probability is low, we’ll have to use this guy somehow.

    “I want to ask you something.”

    “Wait! Let me guess.”

    “Hmm? Did you foresaw it again?”

    “Umm… … Ronika has big doubts about you, but be patient. Is this what you want to hear?”

    “… I didn’t even think about it.”

    “En? Then I guess I should have a drink.”

    chuck.

    I grabbed the hand of the guy who was trying to call me sick. If I left him here to drink any more, conversation might not be possible.

    “Oh my. Mr. Hwansu. Your hands are pretty. I can pull out these long nails at any time, right?”

    “… Instead of predicting such strange things, can you answer what I ask?”

    “What do you want to ask?”

    “My student in the morning said he felt strange. Did you have any foreknowledge about it?”

    “Ah! I remembered.”

    The guy paused and then spoke.

    “Uh… But I just forgot.”

    Quick.

    *

    “… I can’t sleep.”

    I’m feeling a strange feeling these days.

    Fiona’s skull drawing fortune telling from the morning.

    Sreuk-

    Ronika got up from the bed.

    I didn’t show it, but as soon as I saw the skull card, I thought of the Death Knight I saw during training camp.

    Why on earth did such a fortune-telling appear?

    I can’t sleep because of that thought.

    Seueuuu~

    When I open the window curtain, Manwol smiles happily and holds out her bright hand.

    For a moment, I took a moment to check the black man’s location.

    I could feel the roof of the building.

    “… I’m still there today and I’m caught going to training.”

    Suddenly I get curious.

    No, I was curious from the beginning, but I remembered the question I was trying to ignore until the black guy told me about it.

    Who do I meet every morning?

    Before going to sleep, I tried to feel the black man’s position and mind as much as possible out of love, so I was able to guess what he was doing.

    Perhaps the question just now is true.

    Black people are quiet when they are alone, but they become quiet when they are with someone.

    … Because he’s a sassy black guy.

    I can understand that feeling.

    The nigger is with someone.

    Also, the target is not just one person.

    Every time the place changed, I got the feeling of encountering something different.

    I watched him constantly when I couldn’t fall asleep.

    I feel sorry for the nigger… .

    Because that way you feel safe.

    I’m curious.

    Who does the Negro meet every night?

    Fortunately, the analogy was easy.

    The first person I met was Isabelle. I heard that she goes to the rooftop every night.

    But what do we do when we meet?

    Is the conversation working?

    I took a moment to speculate.

    Fiona said:

    Isabelle once expressed confidence that she would not lose even if she fought the training center director.

    Until now, Fiona had never lied to herself. If so, Isabelle may be one of the few strong people in the kingdom.

    If you are that strong… .

    “Maybe you can talk to animals!?”

    I heard that there are countless unknown magics in the world and that they are still being created. If so, wouldn’t the conversation really be working?

    I felt the heart of a black man for a moment.

    It feels like something is strict.

    It feels like I’m being scolded.

    “Grunt… Do you feel like a nigger is nagging you?”

    Obvious.

    The black man is scolding Isabelle.

    I think I know why. I heard that Isabelle drinks alcohol every night.

    I’m pretending not to know, but… .

    What if the nigger scolded him for that?

    It is certainly.

    The two can communicate well.

    But who will you meet next?

    You don’t meet just one nigger. Stay on the rooftop for a while and head to the training center.

    The person you will meet there… .

    Probably Rowan.

    I heard that he comes out alone to practice late at night when all the warriors are asleep. As proof of this, he often wakes up later than he does in the morning.

    I nodded.

    If you’re Rowen, you can be with a nigger even if you can’t communicate. In the old days, when he was resting because he was tired, the black man taught Rowen how to use a sword.

    So, do you practice every day until morning?

    Unfortunately, we won’t know until then.

    Because I always fell asleep before that.

    Rowen will probably go to sleep in the middle, leaving Nemoung alone to focus on training.

    “Ah! Move.”

    At that moment, the black guy is heading to the back of the building.

    Venus Training Center.

    went there

    “… Should we go see the sights?”

    I was excited to see how the black man was teaching Rowen.

    I couldn’t bear it anymore and went down the Venus stairs.

    The welcoming night air.

    I walked under the moonlight.

    *

    Venus Training Center.

    ‘There’s a black guy here!!… .’

    I made a weak leap and grabbed hold of the top of the fence.

    Black and Rowan must be training together here.

    I want to see it.

    Everything about black people.

    That’s all I want.

    You can go inside through the training center rest area, but I deliberately climbed up the fence. Because I have to watch it secretly!

    but.

    Width~

    “Ugh!?”

    As soon as I put my head over the fence, the black man’s palm pressed against my forehead.

    Just a moment ago, he was in the middle of the training ground, and in that short period of time, he jumped up to the fence and greeted me.

    Are you feeling me?

    The sneak peek operation failed.

    Then attack head on!

    “Black Aang~”

    “… Crying.”

    What did you come here for?

    “I just want to see you~”

    ‘… ‘Look around as you like.’

    “Yes!”

    The black man readily agreed.

    He is like a guardian angel who accepts me no matter what I do and tries to help me in any way possible.

    It’s always the same.

    So it is more reliable.

    but… .

    The doubts that I had pretended not to know until now rose again from deep within my heart.

    What is the nigger hiding from me?

    I know the nigger has a secret. I had already vaguely sensed that the black man had something against me.

    That was disappointing.

    I can listen to anything.

    I wonder if trust is still lacking.

    However, if it is something truly precious, pretending not to know until you tell it is true trust!!

    but… .

    … … …

    … …

    Why?

    I don’t want to do that today.

    I want to know more about black people.

    Until now, I haven’t asked about secrets or when I want to be alone or when I don’t want to.

    But for today… .

    Is it because of the beautiful moonlight?

    Is it because of the emotions that got wet at night?

    I wanted to get closer.

    However, it does not come off easily.

    I don’t have enough courage to water myself.

    I’d be very sad if I discovered the secret and the nigger left me.

    instead… I decided to perk up for an hour or so and check out the Negro’s every move!

    Cheer up~

    “Sniff… .”

    After a quick glance, the black cat transformed into its adult form and faced Rowen.

    Rowen looked at this place for a moment before sparring.

    Whoosh~

    I waved my hand and Rowen also welcomed me.

    He looked different than usual, but there was nothing else wrong.

    The sparring has begun.

    The black dog attacked Rowen with a majestic display, and Rowen hurriedly blocked the attack as if he could do nothing and just ignore it.

    I observed everything about black people for a while.

    I began to see things that I had not seen before while training together.

    Black people… .

    The large figure is also very cool and cute!!

    That was enough.

    A smile blooms all the time.

    After sparring, I ran to the black guy and hugged him. The adult black cat is very dependable and has soft, large fur that makes it warm.

    As if he hadn’t forgotten his promise to hug me earlier, the black dog wrapped him warmly with his purple mane.

    “Crung… .”

    “Joaa~”

    I want to show my cool side.

    Why do you want to relax and forget everything when you’re in front of a black person?

    But you shouldn’t interfere too much.

    Because black people have to train. Because they said they would train to protect me. We’ll have to wait a little longer for our future.

    I hope someday I can hear the secret… .

    “I’ll go now. Fighting hard, both of you!!”

    “Sniff~”

    “Haha… Go in carefully. Captain.”

    Dawn arrives.

    The later you go, the more tired you become in the morning.

    If you have to focus on training all day, it’s refreshing and good to sleep early and get up early and move. So back to Venus –

    Tuk.

    Booth.

    “Huh?”

    Suddenly, a sound was heard from the roof of the shelter. Fine dust falls to the bottom.

    Who is up there?

    Just in case, up on the roof-

    “Now, wait!! I’ll check.”

    “Rowen?”

    Rowen quickly stepped forward.

    He easily climbed the fence and climbed onto the roof, then drew an X with both arms as if nothing was there.

    “Nothing. So the captain can go in with peace of mind!”

    “Really?… Okay.”

    It’s a little suspicious, but… .

    No, it’s still suspicious.

    Maybe he lied.

    The back of Rowan, hidden from view. If there is someone… .

    Who are you hiding?

    The moment I thought of that question, I responded.

    “I understand~ I have to practice carefully. Same goes for black people!”

    “No, of course.”

    “Sniff.”

    Rowen was awkward from earlier.

    A black man who pretends not to know.

    A celebrity on the roof.

    Was it all a coincidence?

    I turned around.

    I left the training center.

    I walked as slowly as possible and glanced back. Rowen is coming down from the roof, but there is no one else in sight.

    Unless I’m mistaken… .

    I’m curious.

    Judging from his reaction, it seemed like the black guy was trying to hide it from me, and Rowen knew that.

    For some reason, I started to feel unfair.

    What Rowen knows.

    I don’t know.

    Was I worse off for the nigger than Rowen?

    I feel sad without knowing why. I feel jealous, something I don’t want to do.

    “Grunt… No bad thoughts.”

    I shook it off quickly.

    I’m used to it now. The mental strength and judgment to be able to ignore things you don’t like without a problem. These two usually get me on track.

    Smile at your allies.

    Be cold to your enemies.

    So you can skip it now.

    Because he knows that the black man’s love for him is sincere.

    There may be a reason to hide it.

    I would be very happy if you could tell me.

    Let’s not approach first.

    Let’s wait slowly.

    but… .

    But I don’t want to back down.

    I want to know the secret of the black man.

    That’s why, if I get the chance, I won’t pretend not to know. I decided to dig in the next time the same situation happened.

    Just waiting is not the answer.

    Now I want to get closer too.

    Black is a very strong, yet beautiful yet ungraspable being that gives light in the darkness like the moon in the sky.

    Pretend it’s not, because it’s a friendly being.

    I can’t get closer.

    The moon gives light.

    I want to change that situation.

    I hope it reaches you before the sun comes… .

    A defenseless moment when I was walking down the street thinking about black people.

    Whiik!!

    “Huh!?”

    I saw something sharp approaching my nose.

    A dagger filled with aura.

    fast.

    can not avoid.

    This is all I can recognize with my current skills.

    Where on earth did it come from?

    Am I going to die like this?

    So vain?

    There are so many things I haven’t tried with black people yet that it fills the sun and moon.

    perishing-

    Kang!!!!

    “Ugh!!… .”

    Right in front.

    A sudden screeching sound.

    dump.

    I was startled and took a step back.

    My legs lost their strength and I collapsed.

    A knight wearing full body armor threw away his dagger and was looking ahead.

    What kind of situation is this?

    As I was walking lost in thought, a dagger flew at me, and the driver in front saved me?

    why?

    why?

    Who attacked me?

    Who saved me?

    In the former case, one person comes to mind.

    Duke of Avalon.

    Grandfather Hysterion told me this.

    A powerful enemy who may be targeting you after coming into contact with him due to the Labyrinth incident.

    Maybe he sent someone?

    Swish!!

    The knight threw his sword.

    The sword went precisely into the blind spot of the building and pierced someone.

    “Keuuk!!!”

    So what is the situation now?

    A man from the duchy was easily defeated by a passing knight in full armor?

    No, that’s not it.

    Piss.

    Shashashak!!

    The sound of pulling out a stuck sword and quickly running away.

    It seemed like the person who was trying to assassinate him drew his sword and ran away somewhere.

    But the knight did not chase.

    Sze-

    I turned to myself.

    It seems like this is more important.

    “… … … Are you okay?”

    “Ah… yes… … .”

    There is an awkward silence.

    But is it because of his mood that the knight’s armor appears to be shaking?

    The driver kept looking down at me.

    I also looked up.

    A familiar feeling.

    Familiar eyes.

    Confusing.

    It feels like a dream.

    It feels like walking above the moonlight rather than under it.

    As I looked at it, I began to feel an unknown, vague feeling that warmed me up.

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