episode_0012

-Cheonmu-myeong

Sometimes I come down from the mountain where I live with my teacher and go to a nearby village.

Even if it is said to be nearby, the distance between the mountain and the village where the teacher lives is roughly,

It’s a distance that would take five days one way if you ran without stopping.

Even though it is a country that has been trained and taught by its master,

It takes a considerable amount of time, so it’s impossible to go there unless you find the right timing.

Today, it seems like it’s time to go to town, which happens sometimes.

The Master begins his day with the Mana Breath.

In front of the teacher, it is called Un-gi-jo-sik, not Mana breathing method.

If I accidentally tell the Master that I am using the Mana Breathing Method,

The teacher immediately got angry and said, ‘Go! This is not the Mana breathing method, this is the Un-gi breathing method!’

But what can I do, even though I have been learning from the master for a long time,

The term ‘mana breathing’ was still familiar.

The teacher was special in the first place. What is a fortune cookie?

I haven’t lived that long, but this is the first time I’ve heard that word.

Anyway, as a disciple who received teachings from the master,

I tend to start my day with mana breathing,

The Master sometimes falls into a state of emptiness and does not sleep.

Sometimes you can hold your breath for days at a time.

When I was young and didn’t know anything, I thought I had been abandoned by my teacher and cried out loud for several days because my teacher didn’t return to the hut until nightfall.

Two weeks later, the Master returned to the cabin calmly,

There was a time when he asked me, “Why did you cry?” and then became embarrassed instead.

Why am I crying when I see my teacher for the first time in a few days?

He said that he felt abandoned in the Master’s arms, even with his nose and drool running down his face.

Only then did the teacher realize that he had been away for a long time.

After that, if he was not seen for a long time, he told me to come to the top of the mountain.

After that happened, the seasons passed, the cold weather cleared up, and flowers began to bloom.

The Master did not return to the cabin until late at night again,

There was a time when I went to the top of the mountain that my teacher had told me to go to, carrying rice to be cooked for him.

The scenery I saw that day still remains in a corner of my memory and tickles my heart.

It was truly a beautiful sight.

The Master was sitting cross-legged on a high rock with his back to the moonlight.

I was so entranced by the sight that it looked like a scene from a fairy tale my mother used to read to me.

The Master’s buttocks were floating in the air without touching the rock,

Unlike the Master, who usually only had a dark red energy covering his entire body when he breathed mana,

A five-colored ring shone brightly above the Master’s head,

The pupils disappeared, and he was staring straight into space, wondering where he was looking.

He spoke so fast that I couldn’t even understand him.

It was beautifully captured like a song, not a noise that hurts the ears.

I must have been so absorbed in watching that I packed my bags again and went down to the cabin.

I felt instinctively that I should not disturb the Master at this time.

What was engraved in my heart that day was not the distant awe I felt when I first saw the Master.

Not those hard and angular emotions, but a slightly more gentle and rounded emotion.

I opened my closed eyes, and it was a joy to recall the beautiful moments of memory,

It doesn’t directly help me achieve my goals.

You can revisit your goals, but

Since I have never forgotten you for a single moment, now is the time to work for you, Master.

The reason I go to town is simple.

The first is to make the teacher’s life a little more prosperous.

The second is to listen to stories and absorb information in a town where many people walk.

Last time, about 5 months ago, when I visited the village,

I had heard the story that an oracle had come down and found the saint, but I had not told the Master about it.

There was a reason too.

There is only one saint and one saint in each generation.

In other words, there has never been a generation without a saint or a saintess.

For that reason, finding the saint is not a big enough issue for me to personally tell the Master.

I wrapped my body in mana and hurried my steps towards the village.

‘I hope this time I have some useful information.’

I hope you get something that will be helpful to you, Master.

When I arrived in town, the first thing I did was stop by the Adventurer’s Guild.

I don’t want to receive a separate request,

Because this was the only place where I could exchange money.

‘It’s also nice to listen to the story naturally.’

I listened to the conversations around me and headed towards the exchange where they exchanged monsters for money.

The place where my master and I live is one of the places commonly called the Seven Great Demonic Realms.

Common sense tells us that if the place where the Master lives is not a demonic realm, then doesn’t it make sense that the Master has never encountered a single person in all the years he has lived?

‘But it seemed like the teacher himself didn’t know that fact.’

In other words, since the place where my teacher and I live is a demonic realm, there are many different types of monsters living there.

Most monsters don’t come near the hut because of the Master’s presence.

Sometimes, to the point where I don’t even feel that kind of presence,

Sometimes, creatures with low intelligence will come down to the hut.

Even if it is a monster that came because of its low intelligence, it is a monster that lives in the devil’s realm.

Master may not know this, but since I collect corpses as soon as they appear and sell them whenever I go to town, Master has quite a bit of money.

Upon arriving at the trading post deep within the Adventurer’s Guild,

A sturdy man greeted me.

“Are you here?”

The man frowned as he looked at the corpses of the monsters hanging from my shoulder.

“Tsk, another demon living in the devil’s realm? You’re quite the poisonous one.”

“Please change it into money.”

Let’s hand the monsters’ corpses to the man,

The man who had been looking around had a tired expression on his face.

“How can you handle it so cleanly… .”

The man didn’t even look at the monster and immediately threw the bag full of money at me.

“Do I need to check anything else?”

When I looked at him with a suspicious look, he waved his hand and opened his mouth.

“It must be the best, you don’t want to stay here too long, do you? You’ll get paid, so go ahead.”

“… Thank you.”

“Yeah, yeah, why are you saying thank yous when they don’t suit you? Just go away.”

He put the pocket full of money in a corner of his clothes and left.

Usually, when the Master enters a state of no-self and practices the morning ritual, he or she stays in that state for about two weeks on average.

So, since the village is quite far from the mountain, if you want to arrive at the hut before the Master wakes up, you have to stay here for one night and then wake up early in the morning to arrive on time.

That’s why I couldn’t buy the thing that my teacher used to sing about.

It seems possible today.

Normally, the sun would start to set around the time the demon trade was over.

I should have headed straight to the tavern, but the transaction ended faster than expected.

Thanks to that, I now have a little bit of free time.

If it’s this much time… .

‘I guess I can buy the strawberries that my teacher likes.’

The teacher ate strawberries and acted like an idiot,

No, the corners of my mouth went up automatically when I thought about smiling broadly.

It’s a good start.

I bought strawberries, leaving only enough money to buy cheap lodging and a bar.

The once large pocket was now filled only with strawberries.

‘I think this will be enough.’

I left the strawberry bag in the safe deposit box and headed to the tavern.

The sun is slowly setting.

The atmosphere in the tavern was as lively as ever,

This is because most adventurers who have completed quests from various places use this tavern.

There was no sign of the conversation between people stopping,

No one spoke in a low voice to be mindful of others.

The sound of glasses clinking can be heard here and there, followed by the hearty laughter of men.

It may not be appropriate to be alone in this kind of atmosphere,

They don’t talk to me.

If you are just drinking alcohol and creating a good atmosphere on your own, you will probably think that you have had a bad experience with the request, so there is no benefit to be gained by messing with you.

I listened intently and focused on their conversation.

“Thank you for returning safely today!”

“Hey! Another beer here!”

“Ahaha! So what happened?!”

Ignore the useless conversation.

What I need is information that will help my teachers, not their hard work and life.

As I was downing one or two glasses of alcohol and listening to the conversations around me, I heard the voice of a female adventurer.

“Hey, Lucy, did you hear that? There’s a warrior who was chosen by the Holy Sword this time.”

brave?

‘The warrior has appeared.’

It’s a conversation worth listening to in detail.

“Yeah, yeah, he was handsome.. But why that warrior?”

A female adventurer in the tavern slammed her mouth on the table.

“I heard you’re a little crazy!”

“What? Why on earth?”

The answer to that question does not come from the female adventurer who first spoke,

It came from the bald adventurer on the other side.

“Ah! This time, the warrior didn’t enter the academy, but went straight to the path of asceticism?”

“What? Even if you say you’re a warrior, aren’t you still a child? What confidence are you talking about?”

Certainly, most of the warriors have never fought before before being chosen by the Holy Sword.

The bald adventurer shook his head and slammed his glass down.

“No, right now they say he’s the greatest warrior of all time, he started to lash out as soon as he picked up the sword?”

“Ahh.. Really? That’s an unbelievable talent.. But then it’s good. Why is that weird?”

The bald adventurer pretended to cover one side of his mouth with his hand and then started talking loudly, which was incongruous with his actions.

“They say he just burst into tears when he met the saint! Because of that, our saint didn’t know what to do.”

“What, what’s going on? We knew each other?”

“No! In the first place, the warrior and the saintess were meeting for the first time that day!”

The female adventurer who had first spoken added:

“That’s true, but the moment he was chosen by the Holy Sword and held the sword, he frowned and vomited while swearing?!”

“What? This is the first time I’ve heard of that. What are you talking about?”

“What did he say.. That bastard ended up being… this? I don’t know! I don’t remember!”

The most talented warrior of all time, with a strange mind.

I think I have some information to tell you, Master.

Besides, the thought of a generation where both warriors and saints coexisting at the same time doesn’t come to mind except for ominous thoughts.