Chapter Index

    XII.

    As mentioned before, the oracle that originated from the temple of the main god descended on the entire continent.

    He also said that the contents of the trust were slightly different each time.

    So what was different?

    Among the contents of the oracle, the biggest difference was the tone of the oracle and the order in which the hero’s descendants were named.

    In the first oracle received from the entire continent, the front part was the same. However, among the contents that follow, it is said that it ended with the words, ‘I will find the descendant of the first hero and give him the strength to overcome hardships.’

    It was a similar pattern after that.

    ‘I will awaken the potential of the second hero’s descendants.’

    ‘To the descendants of the third hero, the wind… … .’

    ‘To the descendants of the fourth hero… … .’

    In this way, it continued down to the descendants of the 31st hero. And when the oracle for me came down – of course, I didn’t know at the time that the main character of the oracle was me – it is said that the temple expected ‘the 32nd’. But, as you can see, the word oracle has been changed to the word ‘last’.

    Last candidate. It is an oracle for me.

    Why are you bringing up that story all of a sudden?

    There is a reason for everything.

    The first candidate, and the first to awaken as a candidate, was a person. Also a man. It’s a condition that really doesn’t interest me, but since I’m the first candidate, it’s quite well known. Things like abilities and other behind-the-scenes stories.

    It is said that he, like me, received God’s grace on his 20th birthday.

    Inhuman strength. Excellent Force affinity. A body with tireless stamina that can easily do a million and twenty-one push-ups.

    The Destroyer, Benjamin de Johannes, is the main character.

    The third son of Count Johannes. According to rumors, her father was a count, but there were rumors that her mother was a maid.

    It is said that she has now become the de facto mistress of the Johannes family, perhaps thanks to her status as Benjamin’s biological mother.

    Anyway, the important thing is not Benjamin or his mother. After Benjamin, the candidate who received God’s grace is important.

    The second person to receive God’s grace was a woman. Oh, and he’s human.

    Reflexes and agility that even elves can’t match. Excellent Force affinity. Ability born from awakening – acceleration.

    The Sonic, Amilia de Cerbon.

    The eldest daughter of Viscount Cerbon. It is said that she was an aspiring knight, but in fact, nothing is known about her past.

    According to Chirashi, some people say that he may have actually been taking assassin lessons. Does her fighting style or behavior pattern resemble that of a skilled assassin?

    The difference between Benjamin and Amelia’s awakening times was 104 days.

    There is a time difference of nearly 4 months.

    Why do I keep emphasizing the difference in time?

    Upon awakening, Benjamin received attention from the entire continent and was taught by outstanding people. Almost at the level of expensive tutoring for each subject. With his natural physical ability and talent, his skills are truly outstanding.

    However, Amelia, who bloomed about four months later, also received the same training and soon began to quickly narrow the gap with Benjamin. Benjamin is also known to have worked harder because there was someone following behind him.

    But unfortunately, when the third candidate who received God’s grace appeared, the two’s levels became almost similar.

    This rule also applied to successive candidates without fail. Of course, the third candidate, Amelia, became a candidate 42 days later, but she also caught up with Benjamin and Amelia, who became candidates first.

    In the end, I heard a rumor that Benjamin, who worked hard to his death, was recently almost caught up by the 31st candidate, who received God’s grace one step ahead of me.

    No, thanks to the uniqueness of the 31st candidate, there were even rumors going around that she was already ahead of the other candidates when it came to combat ability alone.

    So, when I was in Creşti, I also remember hearing this story.

    ―The later you receive God’s grace, the greater your potential or ability.

    Whether that’s true or not, well, only God knows. However, the current situation is too ambiguous to just pass it off as someone else’s problem.

    The ‘last’ candidate.

    And unlike the pattern of receiving God’s grace in increasingly shorter cycles up to the 31st candidate, the last candidate was selected after 280 days.

    There is even a 5-year age difference between the last candidate and the first candidate, Benjamin.

    Not someone else, but a candidate who was awakened by the grace of God. A being who can catch up with someone with outstanding potential and ability in just 5 years.

    He, the being that the entire continent was paying attention to, had appeared. Also at Evergreen Academy.

    I am.

    A restaurant street located inside Evergreen Academy. This is probably the reason why all the eyes of those on the street are focused only on me. No, it’s definitely because of that.

    Even in the din, I kept hearing words like ‘last candidate’ and ‘potential’.

    Of course, I have no desire to satisfy their curiosity. Just thinking about the spear technique that was stored in my head after receiving it yesterday and taking it is confusing in my mind.

    Because I want to get stuck somewhere right now and swing my spear as much as I can. However, I made a reservation for a private training room at Evergreen Academy, but they said a spot would not be available until this evening.

    Feeling frustrated, I came out to relieve my stress, and this is what it looks like.

    “The Muzak sirloin steak you ordered has arrived.”

    The thick meat is caramelized to brown color and served on a wide, flat white plate and served on the table. The price of this steak, tastefully decorated with an unknown sauce, is 2 gold and 30 silver.

    2 gold 30 silver.

    Even if I work as a card fortuneteller in Creshti for a whole month, it is difficult to earn even 1 gold. Unless even a noble comes to visit.

    Converted into money in the meta dimension where Go Gon-seong lived, 1 gold is worth between 1 million and 2 million won.

    In other words, this one steak course meal is my income for three months, or at least 2.5 million won.

    The reason why a steak is so expensive is because of the expensive ingredients.

    Muzak is a deer-like animal that only lives in the Killite Mountains, a paradise for monsters. It is very difficult to hunt, and it is even more difficult to transport the freshly hunted Muzak meat to Evergreen.

    Additionally, Muzak meat is a precious ingredient but also very difficult to handle. If the cooking time is too short or too long, the meat will have a strong fishy smell or become tough and difficult to eat.

    Above all, the restaurant’s chef and owner, who prepared this difficult dish, is a very famous and talented chef, so the price is also affordable.

    “… It was written on the reservation application.”

    “mas… No, honey~?”

    That emotional kiss from yesterday. After kissing Yeongdan, which is good for the body, the clown’s attitude towards me became more friendly. like now.

    I am working hard to erase the respect I have for the card master, which is an Arcana instinct, and to speak informally like a lover.

    “No. no. Let’s try it because it’s so delicious that it’s worth such a violent price.”

    “Yes~!”

    The reason I, a gypsy who was poor and of the lowest class – in fact, slavery was illegal except in Alfonso’s empire – was able to eat food like this, which cost over 2 gold per plate, was of course because I had money. That’s a considerable amount of money too.

    When I look at the money I have engraved on a matte black evergreen pad that resembles my divine power,

    [Balance: 24,492G]

    It says 24,000. The unit on the back is not ‘B’ for bronze or ‘S’ for silver, but ‘G’ for gold. In other words, 24,492 ‘gold’ is the amount I possess.

    That number was initially a whopping 25,000 gold.

    Why is it that the delicious-sounding chicken wing-like name–Buffalo wing–belonging to the reprehensible company – Jokgashio – was included in the ‘required supplies for candidates’ that the join people had brought and left behind at lightning speed.

    Exactly, it didn’t contain gold. Even if it is a 100 gold Mithril coin, 25,000 gold coins are 250 coins. I was told that rich people don’t carry coins around like that.

    But it actually seemed like that. Instead of 25,000 gold pieces, the delivery included a gold coin with a hole in the middle.

    As I was looking at it blankly, not knowing what it was, Alfred calmly explained it to me, and when I put it on the Evergreen pad according to his explanation, the gold value inside the pad went up like crazy.

    And when I surpassed the 10,000 mark and eventually exceeded 20,000, as if I was holding 20,000 gold coins, my hands lost strength without me realizing it and I dropped the pad on the floor.

    When I asked what kind of money this was, Alfred said,

    “This is a type of monthly support provided in a lump sum from all kingdoms and empires on the continent without distinction of the candidate’s origin.”

    I remember answering, Clearly. I remember Tosi no different. It was said that 25,000 gold was the amount provided ‘every month’.

    Every month.

    In fact, it still doesn’t feel real even now. You can really feel things like meeting a god, eating a spiritual altar, or having high-level martial arts skills intact in your mind.

    So, I decided to relieve my stress with delicious food and feel how much money I had. I’m out on the restaurant street and trying to eat the most expensive food. The first one is this dish.

    “Taste… Is there one?”

    I had no concept of gastronomy. The idea was that food was something to eat to survive.

    So, to be honest, I was waiting to see how delicious it would be before I put it in my mouth, but even before I put it in my mouth and chewed it a couple of times, I automatically said that it was delicious.

    It could have been a pleasant day, opening my eyes to gastronomy for the first time.

    Until I was happily enjoying the Muzak steak and drinking the tea that came with dessert.

    “I tried to ignore it. I feel like mosquitoes are crawling on my face right now. Will you survive?”

    “Hmm~. It’s low level. Crude. It’s not refined, and it just radiates out as if it’s giving off some kind of foul smell.”

    “Living is… You mean?”

    “Yes. Shall I kill you and come~?”

    At that moment, I almost nodded. However, the reason I didn’t nod my head wasn’t because of the academy’s rules – I didn’t know there were such rules until now.

    The reason I didn’t nod my head and stopped the clown from standing up was because of ‘curiosity.’

    Yes.

    Their necks are still stuck because of the most fundamental human curiosity, ‘Why?’

    Grrr!

    The sound of chairs being dragged roughly draws attention to me inside the luxury restaurant. No. It must be said that attention was focused before. The only difference is whether you glance at it or look at it directly.

    Because of the noise I made, the caster who had been glancing at me was now openly looking at me.

    Grumble!

    The sound of a chair rubbing against the floor is heard again.

    If the previous sound was made by the chair I was sitting on when I got up, this time it was the sound made by removing the chair from the table where the guy who spilled murder on me was sitting.

    dump-.

    I don’t know if the chairs here are really craftsman’s touches or if they are expensive, but they are made of wood and have soft cushions where the hips and waist meet.

    Is it thanks to that? My butt, which sat down happily, was safe.

    “… What are you doing? A commoner knows who I am!!”

    He throws a tantrum like a scared rat.

    In fact, as if there were mosquitoes buzzing in my ears the whole time I was eating, I just came here out of curiosity because I was irritated by the absurd and sloppy way of living, and I didn’t even check who the other person was, what they were doing, or even whether they were male or female.

    No, I couldn’t. My brain gets hot from frustration.

    The voice is definitely male. The voice of a slightly younger boy.

    Only then was I able to look at the guy beyond the fairly large circular table.

    A pretty face. It’s so beautiful that there isn’t a single blemish anywhere. Tea that has been cared for since childhood is everywhere.

    The clothes he was wearing also looked like they were expensive clothes, as the buttons and other parts were shiny.

    ‘nobility?’

    The first thought that came to mind was this. A descendant of a noble family. Sure enough, whoever was next to him said, ‘I’m a knight!’ A knight with the same appearance was sitting and watching me.

    And the next thought was,

    ‘So what?’

    With that thought in mind, my mouth was faithful to my feelings.

    “Are you bored?”

    “… … What?”

    “Are you bored? You bastard. I’m asking because I feel like I’m making a fuss about my life that I don’t even know how to do properly. why? Is life boring? Kill me?”

    “Yes, you, what are you?! How dare you use this body?!!”

    He deserved that confidence. Because the knight next to him was shooting out sharp, deadly force like a sword.

    If the target wasn’t me, it was an article I could have had confidence in.

    If there wasn’t a clown next to me, I might have been more confident.

    Kwaduk!

    “Kaaaa!!”

    However, our clown is so cute that he cannot tolerate any malice towards me.

    Isn’t she a heavenly woman with a truly warm heart!

    The guard knight who made the killing blow – I don’t know if it was Kisanji, Magic Mountain, or an acolyte because he was knocked out with one blow – but something was severely distorted on the face, and an eerie sound of discordance was heard.

    A small, white clown’s fist was sitting shyly where the knight had been sitting just a moment ago.

    “You, you, you, you! Mumu, mumu, what are you doing!”

    “How old are you?”

    “Me, nanana, nanana, me?”

    Unlike before, it seems like a waste of time to talk to a guy who is so scared and stutters without even knowing what he is saying.

    ‘I happen to have some time left?’

    I smiled and nodded,

    “s, s, ssss.”

    “s?”

    “s, twenty-one… .”

    It’s “. It’s my brother. He’s older than me.”

    Is it because of the word ‘hyung’? I can see the frightened guy’s shoulders relaxing a little. His eyes, which had been shaking wildly, have settled back into place and he is smiling more awkwardly than anything else.

    Hope.

    Did he see hope in my words?

    then… … .

    “Then there will be nothing unfair even if I die, right? Because he lived a year longer than me. Right?”

    Isn’t it natural to trample on people?

    He yells at me, asking what kind of bullshit that is, but it’s okay. Well, I’m not so narrow-minded that I can’t listen to someone expressing such injustice.

    “clown.”

    “Yes~. Master.”

    The clown’s response, as he placed his arms and chest on my shoulders while I was still sitting at the table and gave me a back hug, was lively and unsuitable for the current atmosphere.

    “Kill.”

    “Yes~.”

    “Ugh!!”

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