episode_0024

Cass finished all of his fantasy combat training in room 25 of the fantasy training room and left the fantasy training facility.

The battles were more exciting than expected.

In the meantime, there was the result of occasionally rolling around under the site, vomiting blood.

Now I have gained strong confidence that I can enter the fantasy training room and fully test my sword skills.

The fantasy training room actually had an effect on the five senses as it felt tangible.

If you were hit by a strong attack from a monster or a special magic, you could feel some pain, hallucinations, and confusion through your five senses.

A space that feels like a semi-lucid dream.

So, it was an absolute no-no for novice prosecutors.

He didn’t know he might hurt himself.

However, with the results of this training, I felt like I was well beyond the beginner level.

Because I was able to use my sword as much as I wanted in the fantasy training room.

“The results are much greater than I expected. I really need to thank Master Saite.”

I briefly recalled the training I received under Saite.

During the four days of rest, I diligently practiced Haedonggeomgyeol, the first test of the Samhaeseongeommun, under Saite.

Of the three important sword tests, the first one I learned was this Haedong sword test.

In that way, I was able to learn at least the first half of the 4-second formula through arduous training for four days while practicing the Haedong Geomgeul.

Every four days, I learned something new, one second at a time. I trained hard day and night without fear of getting injured.

Because I only have five days left before I can be promoted to Class S.

I wanted to have at least a minimum of variety between the S class’s sword equipment and Kirin Son.

If I, the owner of the highest level 4th grade sword type relic, were to be shown to not be able to handle a sword well, how much shame would it be?

Moreover, the expectant gazes of many people who were not in the S class were a bit of a burden on my mind.

I am by no means the great ‘great warrior’ mentioned in the prophecy by the old prophet Codec Mowan, but I am just a reincarnated Korean with ordinary sensibilities who care a little too much about what the crowd thinks.

As a typical Korean, an introvert who finds it difficult to stand in front of people, the excessive attention was more stressful than I thought.

In his current life, Cass is just a traitor who spends his life worrying about what others think.

With such complex feelings, I was close to death in the end.

However, a sudden surge of influencer-level interest beyond insiders arose, giving me more weight than I expected.

Really, each person has a different external constitution, but the barbaric Middle Ages is forcing me to become a servant.

This was really annoying.

Moreover, it was even more important for me to have a good range of swordsmanship, as I was given the last name directly by Masella Magdia.

Even though I am a great relic, I am not very good at swordsmanship, and I really hated the thought of my new family member, Masella, becoming a household name because of me.

So now, as a candidate for the Holy Warrior, I was not going to be shut down by the church for being the illegitimate son of the devil, so I just trained like crazy, shedding blood.

If you get hurt, just go to church. It was with that mindset that I went into training.

Fortunately, the recovery and durability of a body filled with fresh blood was no joke.

I was able to endure the hellish training.

Thanks to this, I used the short four days as if it had been more than ten days.

Through my efforts, I have reached a point where I am confident that I have at least a good assortment of swords.

“But, I still wonder why I learned Haedong Geomgyeol instead of Namhae Geomgyeol, which contains the essence of the Haenam faction. First of all, I learned because I was an actor, but… Isn’t the sword too soft for the Western Continent?”

I was worried for a moment.

Why did I have to learn the soft Haedong Geomgyeol first, rather than the most destructive West Sea Geomgyeol (West Sea Geomgyeol) or the deep Namhae Geomgyeol (南海劍結) of Jungwon martial arts?

As a beginner starting my career as a prosecutor, such questions naturally arose.

“The reason is that your mind is messy but very sharp, Cass.”

When I entered the training ground in my forest clearing behind the lowest level dormitory to meet my teacher, Saite, I was able to immediately hear the answer to my question from my teacher, Saite.

I guess you heard me talking to myself.

“Because my mind is sharp? What’s wrong with my heart, why did you first teach me how to be soft? ”

“Kkkkk. Aren’t they still very sharp? It reminds me a little of the snarky me in my younger days.”

Suddenly-! Suddenly-! Saite drank the strong liquor from the canteen in broad daylight, as refreshing as water.

Even if you are a great expert who can use up your mana to get drunk in one go, isn’t it a bit much to get drunk like this?

I don’t think I’ve ever been sober.

Even when I was training, I kept drinking, so I naturally became worried about my liver levels.

In the barbaric Middle Ages, alcohol was not limited to just water in containers, and excessive drinking could be a health problem.

“So, just because my mind was cluttered and sharp, you beat up your student like catching a rat without saying a word and taught him the Haedonggeomgyeol by force without a choice? Violent teacher?”

“Kkkkk. This guy is a violent teacher, you asked for hard training, right? So even if it’s true, it’s okay. And as a result, I went through the long-awaited training in the fantasy training room really well. Thank you for your hard work, Cass.”

“Thank you for the compliment. Violent teacher.”

In my mind, I thought a lot about whether I should report Saite’s drinking and hitting him, but for now, I just expressed my gratitude for Saite’s praise as a disciple.

It was so exciting, but I have to grow to this level, right?

Thanks to this, even though it was painful, I saw benefits. Because I have become much stronger.

Anyway, I decided to continue questioning Saite, who spoke about matters of my heart without any clear basis.

“What on earth does it mean that my mind is cluttered and sharp? It’s rare to see someone who behaves with such nobleness and common sense as me. Why did I have to learn how to defrost gently first?”

“Do you really not know? This guy is really serious. I’ve seen guys like you on the battlefield, and you’re an early symptom of berserker disease.”

“Berserker?”

“A disease that makes you a crazy person who wants to destroy the whole world, gets sick of everything, and hates everyone. I was a bit of a berserker in the past.”

I was suspicious of Saite’s sudden talk about Berserk illness.

I didn’t even eat magical magic mushrooms like the berserker berserker of the medieval Vikings, so what are you talking about all of a sudden?

It was a little confusing.

“Berserker That’s really poisonous. At first, I thought it was just a tantrum, but later it got worse, and I started drinking and smoking a lot, and I started looking for poppy, which is a dangerous drug. Later, I started doing drugs and going crazy, and it just turned people into monsters.”

“People become monsters?”

“Yes, all we can say is that he becomes a mental monster in human form. Since you have excellent sword skills, you would probably be called a swordsman.”

I was speechless at Saite, who suddenly turns people into sword demons.

I was not a psychopath.

“… … .”

“It is a fatal mental illness that can be more dangerous than the mental illness caused by the mind demon that warriors were so afraid of.

The berserker’s body is really fine, but his mind is completely distorted. It can only be said to be a psychological demon of values.”

Cass finally understood to some extent what Saite was saying.

So, berserker disease is not a paralysis caused by the mind, but mental PTSD.

Are you saying that I am becoming a devastated protagonist with strong PTSD as a result of living the life of a traitor?

But the barbaric medieval world won’t leave me alone, so what on earth should I do?

This world is full of King Delmond, ugly bitches, and rude bitches. Are you telling me to endure it like a Buddha and forget about it all?

Even if it is truly a teacher’s advice, it makes absolutely no sense.

“There is some truth to what you say, but it is inevitable to become sharper in order to survive in this world.”

“That’s why I taught you how to do Haedonggeomgyeol first. I am teaching you swordsmanship that will give you a very sharp sword physically, but I also wanted you to have a sword of your mind. Haedonggeomgyeol is soft.”

“Are you telling me to get a sword with a soft heart through the Haedong Sword?”

“Kkk. There was something my old teacher always said to me. Establish the sword of your heart and then move the sword in your hand, you completely ignorant bitch! And then I really regret it! Say.”

“… … .”

The old master’s words seemed to say that I too was stupid and would regret it.

To be honest, these words were said by an old man who was completely sick of dentures, but since I am an old man who is a teacher’s teacher, I decided to think deeply about the old man’s words again.

Hold the sword of your heart firmly, and then swing the sword in your hand.

… But what never changes is that this world is very fucked up.

But how can you hold on to the sword of your heart and act without regret afterwards?

Are you telling me to gather all my courage and explode? That would literally just mean that I am ignorant, just like the old man said.

The Sword of the Heart probably has a positive meaning, but what does it mean in this fucked up world?

Can’t we just divide the world as neatly as we do now using only the sharp sword of our hearts?

There was so much truly barbaric trash in this world.

Whether I am a traitor or not.

It was an inherently barbaric Middle Ages.

“Hedgehogs can’t even bear their own babies. Don’t be such a sharp hedgehog, Cass. Don’t think too deeply?”

“… … .”

Saite, who was watching me worry, suddenly spoke to me with a smile.

To be honest, I was quite shocked by Saite’s words.

As a sharp hedgehog, I can’t even take care of my own babies… la.

Cas immediately became vaguely aware of what the Sword of the Heart meant.

It was just a sharp sword, telling me not to overlook what was really important.

Then you will really hit the ground and regret it.

… I guess I was a little more angry than I thought.

Is this the heart demon of the high-dimensional values that Saite spoke of?

“The disciple opened his eyes wide, Master. Thank you so much.”

“Don’t become addicted to alcohol like me? Honestly, it’s not normal, right? ”

Suddenly-! Suddenly-! Saite spoke so coolly and took a sip of the strong drink from the canteen, making it even more refreshing.

Well, I don’t want to fall into the aftereffects of berserker disease and become a drunkard.

Cass slowly pondered what the standard for the sword of the heart he wanted to possess was,

He acknowledged Saite not only as a swordsmanship teacher, but also as a mental training teacher.

The story of the Sword of the Heart was a valuable experience that would help Cass’s life and way in the future.

Cass’s level of bastardization has become a bit cooler.

****

A woman was slowly leaving the teleportation center in Vermina, the royal capital of the Kingdom of Bemes.

Beautiful long silver hair and mysterious golden eyes.

A beautiful girl with a very noble appearance had just arrived in Vermina, neatly dressed and carrying her luggage.

The woman was able to easily reach the royal capital through the teleportation center using the teleportation circle and the long-distance material transfer magic circle left behind by the Platinum Empire.

Although it cost a lot of money for the warriors to go to the Demon Gate, the woman was able to arrive at Vermina whenever she wanted.

A green man carrying the rest of the woman’s luggage was following behind the woman.

“Are you already in the royal capital of Vermina? The teleportation circle is truly an amazing object. It arrived really quickly.”

“That’s right. It is a relic left behind by the Platinum Empire.”

The two started walking through Vermina, the royal capital, a huge city with a population of 400,000.

The surrounding area was full of typical medieval buildings.

In other words, although the overall number of floors is low, it is an old city with a medieval romantic feel.

In fact, a city with a population of 400,000 was truly unbelievably large in the Middle Ages.

Water supply, sewage, transportation, food storage technology, and trade routes were all lacking in the Middle Ages.

The capital, Vermina, was a bit overshadowed by King Delmond’s ugly politics, but it still shined very brightly.

It was a truly amazing city.

“Bariel. Are you really going to transfer to Bemes Academy? Although Master Cass has now become a Holy Hero candidate, I don’t think the situation in the royal capital is as bright as it seems to us.”

“Mr. Moxon. However, I just think now is an opportunity. This is your chance to have Master Cass right by your side again. I will be transferring to Bemes Academy.”

“But, after Bariel graduates from Liliana Academy, we will be able to serve him again… . Am I overdoing it?”

Moxon, the green butler who was following the silver-haired and golden-haired woman, was reluctant to transfer Bariel Mushumus to Bemes Academy, calling her Bariel.

This was because Master Cass, whom I was attending, had a miserable life at Bemes Academy, as I had heard through rumors.

Cass’s academy life sounded so painful that if there was a hell called school, he would proudly point out that it was Bemes Academy.

Now, fortunately, Master Cass has suddenly grown up greatly and has become the owner of Divaella, the sword of all sides, turning into a great candidate for the Holy Warrior.

Since I still couldn’t understand the current situation of Bemes Academy in detail, I couldn’t really know how the hell around Cass had changed after Cass’ change.

However, as he tried to force himself to transfer to a new school to serve Master Cass, Deacon Moxon had no choice but to express his disapproval at Bariel’s stubbornness.

“Master Cass said that he would persevere even though he unreasonably went to Bemes Academy. However, if Bariel suddenly transfers there, that strong resolve may be compromised. Master Cass was considerate so that Bariel could go to another academy and be safe.”

“Mr. Moxon. I think that Master Cass, who is in a rapidly changing situation, definitely needs my help. It must be so confusing already, but how much more relieved would it be to have me by your side than to be alone?”

“Cas used to have a hard time sleeping alone, but I’ve left him alone too much until now. I just want to help Cass, who has become a candidate for the Holy Warrior, go down a better path.”

Well, Moxon couldn’t say anything because of Bariel’s deep concern about Cass and Cass’ future.

“We, the Mushumus clan, have received grace from Philamore and Master Cass. I would like to take this opportunity to meet Master Cass as soon as possible and help him as quickly as possible.”

“Even so, wouldn’t you be bringing a lot of maid clothes in your luggage? Still, I transferred to the academy as an academy student… .”

“When I’m not wearing school uniform, I’m always Master Cass’ personal maid.”

Moxon still couldn’t believe that Bariel, who had such a great success with Cass, was a Holy Hero candidate who had chosen a second-grade holy relic.

What on earth is God thinking? Or is there a strong preference for choosing the owner of a relic?

Contrary to Moxon’s panicked thoughts, Bariel was confidently walking towards Bemes Academy.

Clear sunlight shone from the sky, making Bariel’s beautiful appearance as she walked shine brightly.

Shining silver hair and beautiful golden eyes, perhaps because of this noble beauty and mystery, the Mushumus clan was heavily targeted as slaves.

And from such a sad fate, Bariel Mushumus, who owes great favor to Cass and the Philamore family, has now been transferred to Bemes Academy, where Cass, who saved him, is waiting.

This happened a little early in the city center of Vermina on the first day of training when Cass was being beaten around by Saite.

By accurately calculating the time, Bariel Mushumus was transferred to Class S immediately after the short break of the Hero Selection Ceremony.

A completely new semester was coming to Class S.