episode_0014

I looked around the nameless room while munching on strawberries.

I’ve been swinging my sword all day, and all the communal activities like eating are done in my cabin, so I’ve never had time to look at it in detail, but this was actually my first time looking at it in detail.

First of all, I made a few mistakes whenever I entered an anonymous room.

Maybe that’s why, but it seems like Anumyeong is a little reluctant to call me into his room.

“Tsk.”

The man is narrow-minded.

I made a few minor mistakes and my teacher made me look at my room.

Honestly, the anonymous one is less mature.

When Moo-myeong saw me clicking my tongue and shaking my head, he made a puzzled expression. For some reason, he didn’t even want to look at that, so he turned his head away and picked up another strawberry and ate it.

The facial muscles trembled violently, trying to keep the corners of my mouth from rising.

Anyway, the nameless room was built by the guy himself, and although I don’t know if it’s because he built it alone without my help, it seems a bit more shabby than the cabin I built.

When I offered to help him, he should have bowed his head and said, “Thank you,” but he strongly declined.

At that time, the look in Anonymous’s eyes was one that anyone could see as if helping him was actually a hindrance.

“Tsk!”

I turned on the light in my eyes and looked around.

I was planning on finding even the slightest flaw and pointing it out, so that even the nameless would regret their decision to reject my help.

Haha… .

Just thinking about it makes me smile.

however.

Huh?

‘Didn’t you do this better than me?’

I couldn’t see anything I could point out, but when I looked at it earlier, the parts that looked sloppy looked really good when I looked at them in detail, such as using thin lines.

I don’t know how they did it, but the floor was smooth and not bumpy.

Something is wrong.

You’re saying that a person who is much younger than me, and is also my disciple, Cheonmu-myeong, builds houses better than me?

Let’s realize a rather shocking truth,

The shock caused my mouth to drop open, and the strawberry I had just put in my mouth fell to the floor.

Seeing me like that, Moo-myeong tilted his head for a moment and opened his mouth with a worried expression.

“Master?”

“… Nothing.”

It hurts more to see you looking at me with that kind of expression.

‘I feel like something precious is wearing out..’

To stop my sad thoughts, I picked up the fallen strawberries and ate them again.

‘weigh.’

While I was eating strawberries like that,

Anonymous approached him, as if he was not particularly comfortable with the quiet atmosphere.

Honestly, I understand the feelings of anonymity.

Even if I had a very strict and scary teacher by my side, I would not say anything.

If the situation was uncomfortable, he would have said something.

“Master, I heard a few stories while I was visiting the village.”

He quickly swallowed the strawberry in his mouth to answer.

Gulp-

“Wow- Wow!”

“Master..?”

I must have swallowed it too quickly because it got stuck in my throat. I was coughing, when Myeong came over and poured water into my mouth and patted my back.

Gulp gulp-

“Coolook- Whoa! I almost died..”

“Yes.. Are you okay?”

It somehow feels painful to see the nameless person looking at me with such a cold gaze,

He nodded slightly and quickly changed the subject.

“Hmm, that’s the story..”

To be honest, I wasn’t that interested.

Even before, Myeong-un told me the stories he heard when he went to the village.

‘It wasn’t very useful.’

I don’t remember hearing any particularly important information.

At that time, when I showed a cold reaction,

After that, Myeongdo never told me the story he heard in the village.

Is there anything important about it?

‘Well, there’s no harm in listening to it.’

It will do its job well enough to relieve boredom.

I nodded as if to say something.

Anonymous opened his mouth in a light voice.

“It is said that a warrior chosen by the Holy Sword has appeared.”

“What.”

But what I heard was somewhat, no, extremely important information.

Most fantasy novels feature heroes, but aren’t there also novels where they don’t?

Even though I knew this was a fantasy world, I didn’t know exactly what novel it was about, so I didn’t know the main story or the characters, so the fact that a hero appeared was considered advanced information to me.

‘The only information I knew about this place was that it was a fantasy and that the Academy existed.’

Occasionally, in some novels, all students in the academy are referred to as warriors.

Judging from the fact that Anonymous insisted on telling me that a warrior had appeared, it seems that warriors are the only beings in this world.

And if there is a hero, there will inevitably be a demon lord, the hero’s archenemy.

‘Academy and Warrior’

Let’s continue our thoughts by digging through distant memories,

My head started to throbbed, as if I was overloaded.

‘There is still not enough information.’

I think I really need to hear this story.

He quickly crawled towards the nameless man, pressing his face against the floor with both hands.

“Do you know anything more about that warrior?”

Suddenly, I saw the nameless frowning eyebrows, as if something was bothering him.

Do you hate it when people show interest in you other than yourself?

‘Oh, that can’t be.’

I think he reacted that way because he was surprised for no reason just because he came close to me without saying anything.

Out of consideration for the surprised Anumyeong, I waited calmly without saying anything, and then heard Anumyeong reply in a somewhat cold voice.

“… First of all, he said that he seemed to be out of his mind.”

“Are you crazy?”

You’re crazy, that’s incomprehensible,

Warrior and lunatic just felt like two words that couldn’t be compared.

‘Tsk, isn’t that it?’

It might be possible if it’s a run-down novel.

Still, I didn’t quite understand, so I asked Anonymous for a detailed explanation.

“How specifically is it strange?”

“I heard that as soon as he was chosen by the Holy Sword, he vomited on the spot.”

“… Vomit? So, vomit..?”

“Yes.”

What the heck, a sickly warrior who vomits as soon as he holds the holy sword?

The anonymous man looked at my blank expression for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips in a bitter manner and continued speaking.

“And I think that guy called Yongsa said something that was not befitting of his dignity.”

“… What?”

A sickly bad warrior.

‘What is this..’

Even though he is a character in a novel, the setting is excessive.

‘No, have I ever read a novel like that in the first place?’

He’s such a unique warrior that I can’t forget him, but I can’t remember him at all.

I frowned, feeling dizzy.

I could feel a hint of laughter in the anonymous voice, but it must have been an illusion.

“Oh, by the way, I think I heard a story about a man who clung to a woman he saw for the first time and cried.”

“…”

Is this okay?

The more I heard about the warrior from the nameless person, the more I wondered if the world was okay with the warrior being like that, rather than the ultimate question of where this world was.

‘Isn’t this ruined?’

Is a guy who clings to a woman and whines a lot a hero?

When Moo-myeong saw my expression of contempt, the corners of his mouth rose higher,

After hearing my next question, he frowned again.

‘Isn’t the warrior the main character?’

Although it is uncommon, it is possible that the hero is not the main character.

There are definite questions to be asked to confirm this.

“Wait a minute, what about appearance… what about appearance?”

“… Why do you ask that?”

Anonymous didn’t want to answer, but I asked urgently because I absolutely had to hear it.

“It’s important, so you said it looks okay?”

It’s important to me.

Isn’t that what is called probability?

If he really is a hero and the main character of this world, then it can’t be impossible.

Even though it may seem shabby now,

If you go later, wouldn’t you be a chronically ill protagonist who acts out a sweet and innocent love for others?

Anonymous pouted his lips for a long time, as if he didn’t like what I was asking him.

Even if a man made that kind of expression, it wouldn’t be cute at all,

Since Myeong was my child whom I raised with all my heart, I could tolerate his affection.

“I heard he’s quite tall, but I don’t know for sure because I’ve never seen his face.”

Hmm, tall means a man, I got one more piece of information.

“Yeah.. You only heard the story, so you don’t really know.”

Surely, this was a question that even an anonymous person would not know.

‘Then should I meet him once?’

This is also a bit of a difficult problem.

If I meet the warrior, I feel like the story will really get twisted.

‘Well, from the moment I met Anonymous, things were messed up, whether I liked it or not.’

My head started to feel dizzy, so I put a strawberry in my mouth.

Hmm, it’s sweet after all.

My head hurts so much that I decided to leave the complicated issues to my future self.

And actually, if you think about it, it wasn’t really a problem to worry about.

Since Anonymous is here anyway,

Assuming that there is even a little bit of restraint in the novel, someday that poor warrior will come here to seek the nameless.

Since it was revealed that the warrior was not anonymous, it is presumed that the anonymous was the warrior’s comrade.

It won’t be too late to confirm the warrior’s exact appearance then.

maybe.

I think it’s a bit of a complacent thought, though.

What can I do? Even if I die anonymously, I won’t go to the academy.

Because I knew that the warrior existed just a moment ago,

I advised Moo-myeong to go to the academy and become friends with him, but…

The answer that came back was very antisocial, that he had no intention of becoming close to other people.

‘Who do you resemble?’

Tsk tsk, this worthless disciple is just making his heavenly teacher worry.

“Haa, so that’s what the warrior is like, but was there anything else you said besides the warrior?”

For example, the warrior’s childhood friend, the wizard, or the forest elf who protects the world tree.

In this world, there may be colleagues who are reminiscent of common clichés.

I asked with some anticipation.

The answer I heard was beyond my expectations.

“I don’t know if you’re curious, but the saint said he found it a few months ago.”

“Yeah, ha, I found the saint.”

If there are warriors, there must also be saints.

‘Why didn’t I think of it until now?’

In the tradition of fantasy novels, the saint is a common partner of a warrior,

Isn’t this the child that the fucking god cherishes?