episode_0015

Cass continued to caress Hoidin Laibis’s index finger.

Pop! Clud!

“Kwaaaa! stop! stop! It hurts so much!”

“Compared to the heartache you gave Mayness, I think it’s still a long way off?”

“Why only me! Why did you release my butler already!!!”

“You said it. You will do 30 times what the other person suggested. So it must hurt 30 times more.”

Compared to the pain suffered by the index finger of the middle-aged butler who released it because it was now useless, he had to suffer at least 30 times more.

Because according to his logic, if he paid 30 times the amount offered by someone else, he could force a woman he loved to be his lover.

So, in line with his proud logic, I had to make him suffer at least 30 times the pain his butler felt in order for his dirty habits to be disciplined to a minimum.

This was the karma of this guy’s logic.

Crack! Crack!

Because of my strong grip, his fingers began to swell like fat ham.

This guy eats really well, and the swelling is so chubby.

How well did we survive in the barbaric Middle Ages? Common people like me often live on black bread and thin oatmeal soup day and night.

This aroused the people’s anger.

My hands naturally gained strength.

“Let go! It hurts so much!!! Please let go!”

“You feel so much pain from a little physical communication.”

Instead of holding it as he had hoped, I twirled his swollen index finger.

“Kwaaaa! What a cruel guy!”

“What is it? Didn’t you let it go? Why are you complaining?”

“Let go of the master! Scoundrel! What if the master’s hand gets torn while spinning!!!”

“You know that you are held tightly in my hands, right? If you don’t have any skills, don’t mess with them for nothing, just watch and work hard. Because barking will be viewed with a big heart.”

I really did as asked, but he and his guards got even more angry.

These are people who can’t accept favor from others.

As expected, it was like Hoit Din and his guards.

I continued to intimidate the guards who were getting closer by twirling Hoidin’s finger widely.

If you don’t do it well, from that moment on, Hoit Din will never be able to use your index finger, whether it’s your famous golden sword or your superpower, Bbangya Bbangya.

So, behave yourself well. Hey!

“Hey Hoidin, let’s act more manly. The guards keep getting angry because you cry more and more.”

“Keuuu! Wow!”

“Being a man, let’s pretend that you were mean and timid to my friend and that my hands did what they wanted without me knowing, it was never your fault. And don’t mess with Maynes, my friend any more. Then I’ll take a look.”

“Don’t be damned!!! I will absolutely make you regret daring to cut on me, the legitimate son of the Raivis Grand Prize!”

“I can make you regret it now?”

Wow!!!

It seems that he, in his stupid mind, quickly forgot who the owner of his index finger was.

Thanks to this, I, as the new owner, had no choice but to twirl his fingers even more.

“Really. It’s embarrassing because it’s not manly. Then, as a man, I will prove to you my righteousness and purity. I will prove that my actions were right and just and that I disciplined you as an act of pure kindness. Then, aren’t all problems just a matter of correct and correct discipline?”

“Crazy! Is it possible to prove something like that by torturing a person like this?”

hmm. Hoidin guy, you clearly show your lack of experience in the world with your stupid answers.

Like a frog in a well, he was only engrossed in his own thoughts.

I was willing to explain in detail how to prove my correctness in the way he liked.

“Then, let’s make a bet on whether I’m correct. Do you agree that I can successfully prove my seething purity and sense of justice by being selected as a sacred relic of level 3 or higher?

“Damn! A black-haired thug barbarian like you will never be chosen by God!!!”

“Then, if I am chosen by a great relic of level 3 or higher, I will have to admit at the same time that your very bad mistake and my discipline were right. Because, according to you, it must be God’s choice.”

“Did you say it was a bet! It’s a bet you can’t lose! Okay let’s do it! Savage!”

He coolly made a deal with Hoidin, who kept looking for security and his own background like a brat.

He was a badass just by looking at him, and he was the rich son of the Raivis Grand Prize, so it was clear that gambling was his favorite thing. So, it was very easy to seduce him with a bet.

This guy looks like a serious gambler.

It’s so easy that it’s actually surprising.

“You parasitic brother! If you lose, you will become my slave for one year from then on! In less than a month, I’ll make you beg me to kill you! I’ll make you lick my shoe soles like a dog with that proud face ruined!”

“Hmm. is it? A lot is grandiose.”

Man, you have the personality of trash.

In the end, isn’t it going to ruin your face and cause you pain close to death?

He had an amazing personality.

As is the case in the uncivilized Middle Ages, fixed-term slaves exist as punishments or contracts, but they are trying to punish a person just for stretching their fingers as a form of discipline.

Well then, the conditions I’m getting now don’t pay off.

“Good. Instead, if I win, I confirm that this discipline issue has absolutely been corrected, and that I will never bully Meyness again, and you and the Raivis Grand Council must regard me as your great benefactor for disciplining you correctly.”

“Good! If a thug like you manages to be selected for a truly sacred level 3 relic or higher, then you are truly my teacher, teacher, or whatever! I will recognize you as the best VIP!”

Hoo.

The opportunity to become a great benefactor of the very large Grand Council, which is rumored to manipulate people with money and even the dead undead listen to the Raivis Grand Council, came to me.

This is really lucky.

Raivis Grand Association was one of the few conglomerate-level economic groups in the Kingdom of Bemes.

In the capital, Vermina, there were few places that could compare.

In a place like that, if you discipline yourself well, you will be treated like a great teacher as a great benefactor? Even a traitor can’t stand this, right?

“Good! Our bet is made before the holy gods!”

“Take it! This is your contract!”

Hoidin asked for the terrible contract to be given to Mayness, then drew up another contract as a betting contract and handed it to me.

hmm! I guess he is a special supporter of the church. The material of the documents is not ordinary.

There was a subtle sense of divine power throughout the document. It was a very expensive contract with blessings to prevent tampering and corrosion.

From just one contract, I could feel the immense wealth of the Raivis Grand Prize.

“Cass!!! Are you going to put your stamp on this betting contract? If it’s because of me, I’ll never do it… … .”

“Maynes, don’t worry. Because I have confidence. It’s okay.”

“Yourself… ? But Cass was an underperformer in classes 3-5 just like me… … .”

Mayness couldn’t bear to talk about Cass’s treason, so he just ignored it, and said with very careful concern that since Cass is a lifelong underachiever like me, it would be natural for him not to be chosen for a level 3 or higher relic.

I know that Cass has changed greatly, but it seemed completely impossible to be chosen by a truly amazing level 3 or higher relic.

This was like Cas making a clear sacrifice for himself.

Maynes faces a great crisis when he suddenly loses his first friend.

My eyes were filled with water.

“Don’t cry. I’m really confident.”

“Black. So what kind of confidence do you have?”

“I am confident that I will not lose.”

I smiled deeply and spoke lightly.

I was really confident.

This was because there were privileges received for ten years, which was a painful crime of treason.

God’s blood was already flowing inside me, and at level 4, it was thicker than I thought.

Among the many perks, it fully possessed the level 4 divine blood perk, which allows the relic to be freely selected according to level.

If you had level 4 divine blood, you could theoretically handle level 4 relics.

When you look at how your body recovers from fatigue and wounds or grows rapidly and suddenly, wouldn’t you be closer to a demi-god like Hercules and Achilles in Greek mythology?

The body of level 4 divine blood was not at all that of a normal person.

No matter how much I vomited blood, my face completely changed from 160cm to 180cm in two weeks.

At least it wasn’t the thin consistency of alcohol mixed with water. The new blood was flowing more heavily within my body than I expected.

After finishing my conversation with Maynes, I gazed intently at the stage in the main auditorium.

You can see a long line of third-grade relics placed on the stage in a very solemn manner.

A red orb with a sense of heat that seems to symbolize a heart of fire, a large holy shield that seems to contain the old soul of a steel giant, and a spear that repeatedly emits thunderous sounds as if it had been forged by catching lightning from the sky.

A glass sword that is colder and sharper than the thin ice of 10,000 years of extreme cold, a huge hammer that makes the ground scream, a wooden staff with flowers full of the green of life, etc.

Just by looking at it, this is a legendary item? Relics of divinity left behind by great ‘heroes’, ‘saints’, ‘saints’, and ‘transcendents’ were occupying the pedestals and stands on the stage of the main auditorium.

Holy relic.

It was the transmission of karma and proof that natural objects or living things had become legends and myths.

Each of them had their own inclinations to filter out their masters strictly and with difficulty.

****

“ya! Now you’re finally moving your sluggish butts!”

“So far, more than a hundred idiots have been humiliated on stage and rushed out of the auditorium. Are the real ones finally coming now?”

“Wow! Class S! It’s the journey of princes!”

The area in front of the auditorium stage began to get excited.

This was because while about a thousand regular students were eagerly searching for relics, Class S, who had been waiting heavily, was easily breaking through the crowd and heading straight to the stage under the guidance of their professor in charge, Sofia Pronitny.

“Class S, how many will be selected this time? Even if there are more than five people a year, it is definitely a lot.”

“This generation is just called the golden generation, right? Not only are there confirmed students like Princess Hilde and Leonhard, but there are also many other students with very high potential.”

“If you think about it, excluding those two, there are Bella, Arien, Ceres, William, Varovasha, and Kai. There are so many.”

“It’s a truly magnificent lineup. How come all the 3rd year S classes are here? They are truly a shining golden generation!”

“If this is the case, wouldn’t it be okay to call them the Platinum Generation in honor of the Platinum Empire from a thousand years ago?”

The third-year academy students around me were talking wildly and excitedly.

Until now, a bunch of idiots had been challenging the level 3 holy relics and showing only great shame and shame to everyone on the stage in the main auditorium.

In such a situation, class S is finally going to take on the final challenge for a level 3 relic!

Plus, this lineup is, to put it simply, absolutely crazy.

From Leonhard, a unique warrior bloodline with the magic of light, to Hilde, the Ice Princess, the youngest daughter of the Bartolme royal family and the student council president.

It was a brilliant lineup that was hard to come to one’s senses.

With a lineup like this, the famous old prophet Codec Mowan has been shouting for a long time that a great hero will appear.

They were truly great S-class students who had the possibility of becoming the young man who would become the great warrior in Codex Mowan’s old prophecy who would pull out the sword of the Ten Thousand Worlds that had been silent for over a hundred years.

“H. Now my time has come. This is Leonhard Dietrich’s glorious time.”

Leon felt his self-esteem rising as he quipped in a low voice.

okay! This is it!!! I wanted these envious eyes and loud noises!

Leon felt a surge of strength in his shoulders as he watched his ugly academy classmates struggling over a small relic and finding their own way.

Because of the devil-like Cass, who openly threw a tantrum and stormed out, and the student council president, Princess Hilde, who suddenly forcibly mediated the situation, my face was completely crumpled like a piece of paper in front of so many people.

Thanks to this, I tried to find comfort in my lover Bella due to my boiling anger and shame.

After seeing Kasnom, old Bella seemed to have had a change in her feelings and did not get involved as much as before.

Really, just thinking about it makes me irritated.

What good is a gisaeng brother like that with a good face? Princess Hilde uses force to mediate, and Bella, who left him and came to me, is not as extreme as before and seems to be floating somewhere.

It was really, really shitty.

However, standing confidently at the head of Class S and making my way to meet the high-ranking relics waiting for me made me feel refreshed again.

After all, I am the chosen one! A lineage of great warriors! This man is a lucky owner!

As Leonhard was walking in the lead, sneaking a peek at the smooth back of his homeroom professor, Sofia Pronitny.

There was a small commotion around.

“Isn’t that Cass, the rumored duelist from class C-5?! Why is that guy following Class S’s tail?”

“Are you crazy? Now, thousands of eyes in the main auditorium are completely focused on that S-class procession? What are you going to do by following them?”

“Who is that crazy handsome guy? father! Is that person also from Class S? Kas! It’s such a dependable and wonderful name! I want to meet that person!”

“Daughter! I just checked and found out that this guy is Cass von Philamore, who has a criminal record as a traitor! So no way! I will never see my daughter, who has prepared to face the new divine hero, stuck with a traitor!”

“Ahh! Cass! Why the hell are you Philamore! Ah!”

Let Cass confidently walk behind the S class. The gazes of hundreds of students from nearby and thousands of attendees from afar gathered in an instant.

And many beautifully dressed ladies who had come here to meet with the divine warriors with many promising futures began to stumble and become half-fazed by the sudden, tragic love that could not come true.

God’s very handsome face, and confident gait!

Even if Cas was not conscious of it, the excellent understanding of the Heavenly Body and the ability to move his body given by the Heavenly Sword Saint made his gait like that of a noble wolf wearing a majestic crown.

A very dignified and elegant gait.

It was the moment when Cass finally broke through the barrier of about 1,000 third-year academy students and was released to the public.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

Leonhard just wanted to erase Cass like crazy.

Leonhard’s heart was greatly scratched again.