episode_0004

“I’m Mr. Pamon’s disciple?”

The book spoke for me.

“Are you thinking I’m joking?”

“That must be true. So I feel sorry for Rishir who had to respond.”

Pamon, who was talking to the book, did not become serious or his mood changed.

He speaks calmly, in his original, lively tone.

Because of that attitude, I was confused about how to take Pamon’s words.

I was curious at first.

The significance of the priestly relationship in this world was never light.

I wondered why this extraordinary woman suddenly wanted to take me on as her disciple.

“That…is it because of my constitution?”

I’m not originally an illegitimate child, and now I’m taking a bath in kimchi stew.

What Pamon said about my constitution might be more incredible than I thought.

How can such an extraordinary person just spit on me all of a sudden?

Bendel guys, are you up to date?

“Well. Should I say that’s why? Should I say that’s why the story is valid?”

“The story is established…”

“I’ll explain. Because Rishir has the right to know too.”

***

Pamon’s story was shocking.

Long ago, Bendel’s ancestor, Ladola, made some kind of deal with Pamon’s teacher.

Radola was empowered by the deal, and promised to reward Bendel with the most precious treasures he had in a prosperous future.

“… So, that’s me?”

“Yeah.”

“… Would you reconsider?”

I admit it.

Me? For a bastard, he’s cool and sexy.

But what is the most precious treasure in Bendel?

This? It’s very controversial.

If you announce this to Bendel right now, there’ll be a truckload of guys coming out with knives drawn.

Or is this constitution so unique?

“Do you hate being my disciple that much?”

Pamon asked with his still lively face.

I don’t like it.

It is not easy for an illegitimate child like me to find a teacher.

Especially when it comes to extraordinary teachers like Pamon.

If it were the same as before, I would have given myself time to reflect on whether I had made a hasty judgment by putting in the effort before changing my mind.

But there are cases.

The scale needs to be reasonably large.

Bendel Ladola.

That gentleman is the progenitor of Bendel. Over there, his name is carved into a large statue in the center of the mansion.

Am I the price for the contract that gentleman promised?

I, a disgrace to my family, am actually my family’s greatest treasure!?

Is the world funny? Is the world a light novel?

If something goes wrong, there is no way to predict what the consequences will be.

It’s only natural that I’m wrong, and it could cause great trouble for the Bendel family.

“Let’s give it a try.”

I particularly liked that part, so I agreed to the offer.

If I’m not careful, not only me but even Bendel could be ruined?

Really? This isn’t a dream, is it?

I turn 18 this year.

I will show you the hatred of an illegitimate child that has been frozen for 18 years.

It was the law of the world that if you swing your dick around and fight however you want, you should pay the appropriate price.

A community of destiny where if we get screwed, we get screwed together. Isn’t this the true family?

Bendel, who had always felt so far away, now feels close. This is the warmth of blood relations.

“Really!?”

match!

Pamon clapped his hands loudly in excitement.

“Oh my. Be happy. Thank goodness. It doesn’t look like you’re forcing Risir.”

Is it because of my mood?

I think something really scary came out of our teacher’s mouth.

“… So, my answer wasn’t that important?”

“No way. Why am I so happy? Because Rishir became my disciple of his own free will, not by force.”

“But Master. It’s late to say this, but honestly, I’m a little worried. Will I be able to live up to your expectations?”

Our teacher. Even at first glance, he is not an ordinary great man.

There’s a wizard there.

Although I have learned some swordsmanship from above, I am a complete novice when it comes to magic.

Can I live up to this person’s expectations?

“Then, then. Don’t worry. My disciple, Rishir. Do you know what your greatest strength is?”

“For an illegitimate child, I’m a bit smart. And brave.”

“Cute.”

“… Yes?”

The master kneaded my cheeks with both hands.

“Reseed is doing well enough. Just keep doing it.”

Am I, by any chance, a pet rather than a disciple?

I was overcome with belated anxiety at the way I interpreted the relationship between teachers and students that was not bound by the Master’s framework.

***

“Shall we go out and take a walk?”

My teacher and I left the library and walked down the street.

Thanks to cognitive inhibition magic, people were no longer surprised by talking books and beautiful dark elves.

It’s a magic that looks quite convenient.

Can I learn it too?

“Hmm…”

The teacher kept drooling as if he was deeply thinking about something.

Maybe it was because he was leaning on my arm with his arms crossed that the vibration was transmitted to me as it was.

“This is embarrassing… This is so embarrassing…”

“What are you so worried about?”

“Rishir, my disciple.”

“Yes, Master.”

“This might be a bit disappointing, but I hope you’ll listen.”

“I am mentally prepared, Master.”

“Unfortunately, I am not very good at swordsmanship.”

The legend of the Master’s magic sword that the book talks about.

It’s really interesting.

So, are you saying that our teacher’s swordsmanship is sloppy?

“Duran. How dare you do that in front of my disciple? You can’t even lift a sword~”

It was so logical that I thought it was a book that no one would talk about.

“You are a wizard, Master. But is it a problem that you are not very good at swordsmanship?”

“That’s not a problem. I’m a teacher now, right?”

The master tapped the sword hanging from my waist.

He used to walk around with a Bendel on his head.

“As a teacher, I should teach my disciples who walk the path of the sword. It is truly a difficult situation. That is why I am worried. How to combine my knowledge with swordsmanship.”

“Master. I have no intention of sticking to the path of the sword. If you teach me, I will follow your teachings.”

“…”

Just now. I saw it for the first time.

The lively teacher looks embarrassed.

“Master? Is there a problem?”

“That’s right.”

“Really?”

“Shock.”

“Are you in a situation where you can’t picture a brain muscle that has lived its entire life without knowing the meaning of magic reaching the realm of intelligence called magic!?”

“Oh, no. Maybe.”

A teacher who cannot bear to look me in the eye.

As I fling my arms away, he falls to the floor and screams.

“Rishir~”

“Cognitive impairment magic… It’s powerful. Her voice can no longer be heard.”

“My disciple~”

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t completely disappointed, but it wasn’t that big of a disappointment.

Is the illegitimate child of a swordsman family actually a magical genius?

This illegitimate child is not soft enough to expect such a development.

“Yes, Mr. Duran.”

“Well.”

“Yes?”

“How long will it take me?”

“Even though I look like this, I’m from Bendel.”

“Have you ever seen such a cursed prophet?”

For reference.

Duran was so lucky.

“…A miracle in one week? If I study magic 20 hours a day from now on, can I pass the academy?”

While I was talking to the book, the teacher who was lying down looked at me like a puppy who had been hit on the bridge of its nose.

“…Master? Is that true? There’s not much time left for you and me to be together?”

“I’m sorry, Rishir. Actually, I was just busy solving the homework that the teacher left behind. I didn’t really think about what would happen after that. ”

“Surely our teacher is a foolish gentleman who can’t afford to have a disciple like that?”

“Rishir. I’m sorry. Are you disappointed?”

“Cognitive impairment magic… It’s powerful. Her voice can no longer be heard.”

“No~”

The book and the dark elf were both enchanted with cognitive impairment.

Onlookers gathered on the street.

The one-man show of the illegitimate child, full of sorrow, continued for a while.

***

The dejected bastard trudged back to the Bendel mansion.

This time it’s the annex.

A life where I only go to the library, the mansion, and the annex.

Isn’t this the life of a star?

“So what do you think? For the remaining period, I will give you experience focusing on practical rather than theoretical aspects.”

“My disciple doesn’t listen to me.”

The talking book and the dark elf also followed.

good.

They said the construction was a complete failure.

This is a big deal.

Before returning to the room, I stopped by the small parade ground set up in the backyard.

It’s a regular routine.

When I get home from the library, I do some exercise and training.

It was all I could do, since Bendel didn’t teach me swordsmanship or mix swords.

It was at that moment that he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and was about to swing it roughly.

“Wait a minute.”

Pamon shouted urgently.

“Please, Rashir. Let me help you.”

“…Ha. What. What are you planning to do, Mr. Pamon?”

“Mr. Pamon. You were calling me Master just a moment ago.”

“Past tense~”

Pamon said he would be his sparring partner.

That way, you can gain practical experience.

“Didn’t you say that earlier? If you raise your sword, you’ll become a dog’s paw that flutters in the wind.”

“Ah. Don’t worry about that. It’s not me who’s fighting, it’s this kid.”

Pamon clapped his hands slightly as if he was serving a servant.

Then the ground in the parade ground split open and vines sprouted up.

It took the form of a human being.

“… Mr. Pamon, is this it? It looks a bit scary. ”

It’s a plant zombie.

When you say it like that, it sounds eco-friendly and good, but its appearance is no joke.

It looks like a human being who died from being caught in a vine had his body taken over by a mushroom.

“Oh my. Isn’t it cute?”

“…”

You think it’s cute?

You told me I was cute too.

So does that mean I fall into the same category as them?

First, I grabbed the sword and took a stance.

I caught it, but I’m still at a loss.

The sword itself has been swung countless times.

But I’ve never swung at something that’s moving. Literally.

No one in Bendel would mix swords with an illegitimate child.

Furthermore, no one was allowed to mix illegitimate children with the sword.

I was not allowed to learn swordsmanship.

If I told him I was going to enlist in the military, he would have taught me the basics while making a fuss about it.

“This is my first time sparring, so please look at me with a warm gaze.”

“Cheer up. Lisir.”

“You can also find out if you are born in Bendel.”

“Oh no.”

Even though he looked a bit fierce, I didn’t feel any spirit or energy.

Should I say that if we fight, I think I will win?

I took a step forward, relying on that unfounded confidence.

Even the book let out a sigh as a shabby blow reached the plant zombie.

A sound of impact without pulse.

The plant zombies have burst out.