episode_0045

After exiting the long passage, there was no one there.

Should I have said that I was fortunate?

I didn’t want to be misunderstood, so I quickly distanced myself from the saint.

And soon-.

“… Hmm, I guess there was nothing to worry about. I see you came out this early.”

With a sarcasm, the hero came out from the first passage.

however-.

It looked a lot different than usual.

If before he looked closer to complaining, now he looked serious. He narrowed his eyebrows and appeared to be shaking a little.

As if afraid of something.

And why?

He seemed somewhat nervous.

The hero looked around at me and the saintess.

“Where has Youngju gone?”

I visited Lord Lee Child.

Come to think of it.

Where has Lord Richard gone?

“Ah… !”

behindhand-.

The saint responded.

“That… You must have gone down the second aisle I went to. I thought my magic circle was broken.”

hmm?

I thought it was broken?

ah-!

I finally understood.

The magic circle broke down, so the saint came out and went back into another passage. But in order, I would have thought I went third.

So it seems the saint came to the fourth aisle where I was.

however-.

One question.

“I thought it was broken?”

“Ah… The magic circle didn’t respond. I can recognize it as it is a magic circle based on divine power, so it is definitely not a mistake.”

“Then?”

“I guess… ”

The saint seemed to be hesitant to speak for a moment.

“I think it’s just a magic circle that doesn’t react to saints.”

uh?

then.

I hurried into the second aisle.

There I-.

“… Ugh. no! please! Save me!”

The center of the magic circle.

Rain found Lord Leechild kneeling on the floor with his pants damp.

A situation where you can’t react.

“… Lord Lee Child.”

“Please save me, no, please save me!”

“Lord Lee Child!!!”

In my voice.

Have I finally come out of the hallucination?

Lord Richard’s eyes returned.

And look at me.

He checked his body shape once.

“I… This story is.”

Both cheeks blushed.

A middle-aged man is tired of his pants. It came across as pitiful.

“I will keep it a secret.”

“Yes… , And I would appreciate it if you could return to the mansion first.”

“That should be it… .”

It’s too bad to show this body to saints and warriors.

like that-.

I do it for Lord Leechild’s face.

Taking the hero and saint with him, he returned to the mansion.

.

.

.

“Uh, are you here?”

The dining room of the Richard Mansion.

There the wizard was drinking wine and relaxing in a very arrogant manner. Judging from his red face, he must have drank quite a bit.

To be honest, I didn’t feel good at all.

I came here after seeing something in a bad mood, but what a relaxed coworker looks like.

It came across as obnoxious.

But did the warrior also feel the same way as me?

“… Pathetic bitch.”

He muttered quietly, insulting the wizard.

Of course, the wizard did not listen to the hero’s words and just sipped the wine.

A warrior and a saint.

Everyone was seated and food was served.

A silent meal.

The only sound was the sound of clinking dishes.

The atmosphere feels like it’s really cool.

In this atmosphere.

The warrior spoke.

“Departure is tomorrow. Heading straight to the second ordeal.”

What on earth did you see in Trial of Will?

He was a warrior who seemed very in a hurry.

Just as I was about to object to this opinion.

The wizard spoke first.

“I don’t like it? It’s been a while since I came to the nobles’ mansion, so I guess I should get my money’s worth. ah… Since I have nothing to lose, should I say that I’m leaving with the mulberries?

Anyway, I don’t like it. I’m going to rest these few days. There are things you need to prepare.”

Indeed-.

It was a tone that I didn’t want to take sides with, but I also agreed with the wizard’s opinion.

“I also think I need a little rest.”

I didn’t rest properly.

and.

Maybe the biggest problem.

I thought of the saint during her ordeal.

It felt instinctive.

The saint seemed to need rest now. I felt like if I was in a hurry, there would be trouble for the saint.

Although there was no need for the saint’s help in dealing with the demon lord.

‘You should rule out anything that bothers you.’

Did the saint also want to rest a little?

I nodded quietly.

Although the warrior was irritated by this, he had no choice but to agree.

Because everyone was against it except me.

“… How can you catch the devil if you’re this lazy?”

The warrior’s muttering words.

Looks like no one heard it except me.

Rather, why are you speaking so that only I can hear? Was it intentional?

The warrior sighed deeply. His mouth opened.

“Good. Instead, you.”

The warrior pointed at me.

“Help me with my training.”

It was a warrior who asked me to teach him.

***

The evening of the ordeal.

The saint recalled what happened today.

“… I have no idea.”

Aaron.

I couldn’t figure out the man’s identity at all. I’ve watched him closely a few times, but this is the first time I’ve seen a man I’ve been so confused about.

The saintess muttered quietly.

“At first, it just felt suspicious.”

Since when did it start?

I felt my heart moving again and again.

I hated it so much it gave me goosebumps.

I was annoyed with myself.

I feel like a bitch who has forgotten the past.

I feel like I’m betraying Chris.

I hated that so much.

“Come to your senses.”

The saint took off the necklace around her neck and held it in her hand.

A necklace with a flower-shaped ring.

Chris Fletcher.

The saint muttered as she touched the ring he gave her.

“I’m sorry. I guess I had a hard time. I’ll get my mind right now.”

Anymore.

Let’s not be shaken.

She was a saint who made a new promise.

***

The dance hall of the Richard family.

Honestly, I was surprised.

‘He seemed very proud.’

How can you bend your pride and ask me to learn from you?

It looks like I learned something from this ordeal. Honestly, if I could teach the warrior, I also wanted to give it.

First of all, I wanted to figure out a certain level.

“I’ll just defend, so feel free to attack.”

At my words, blood vessels appeared on the warrior’s forehead.

“Are you ignoring me?”

really-.

It’s really crooked.

I shook my head.

“It’s not like that, so just do as I say.”

Ugh-.

The sound of teeth grinding together.

At the same time, the warrior rushed towards me.

The monotonous hero’s attacks follow.

I typed them out one by one and got lost in thought.

‘Is this really the sword of someone who has learned the sword for five years?’

basic.

Swordsmanship that does not go beyond that.

No, to put it bluntly, it was worse than the basics. I felt this before, but he was a warrior whose skills did not match the time he had trained.

‘There would be no way to nominate someone without talent as a hero.’

So, is the hero in front of you a fake?

no.

A hero’s mark.

I saw this engraved on the back of my hand. It must not be a false existence.

“… Are you tired already?”

Suddenly.

The hero was out of breath, keeping his distance from me. I just struck down the hero’s sword without thinking.

The difference in level was clear.

The warrior’s mouth trembled.

“Uh, how can I become strong like you?”

first.

It really felt like hearing the hero’s sincerity for the first time.

“… Luck.”

I was lucky.

Honestly, this is all I can say.

I was strong.

but-.

It was just faithful to the basics, but it couldn’t be said to be strong at all. All you have to do is press down with force. It was nothing more and nothing less.

It was just because I was lucky enough to eat Samigua and became much stronger.

“Hmph. What a mean thing to say.”

A grunting warrior.

And then he rushed at me again.

With a little more emotion than before.

“Why! I’m a warrior! you… !”

Maybe it looks like he’s venting his anger.

I took all the attacks. anyway… Because there was no great risk of attack.

It just feels like a child throwing a tantrum. It was that kind of attack.

Not long after-.

“Phew… .”

In the end, the warrior who moved a lot got tired first.

I learned a lot from my sparring with the hero just now.

“Hero… Your body is out of alignment. The posture is wrong. and… Don’t keep trying to put weight on the sword.

You’d better compete with speed.”

Even externally, the warrior’s physique was small.

So much so that one might mistake it for a woman.

Of course, my muscle mass was also low. So even if you apply force, it won’t help much. It was better to just take advantage of his small size and compete with speed.

The hero asked back, as if he was puzzled.

“Speed? What do you mean?”

“What do you mean? Is it okay if you hit hard when your strength is weak?”

“That’s right… . This is how I learned.”

Words full of doubts.

I’m not stupid either.

Or, did they focus on weight, thinking that their muscles would grow as they grew?

but-.

This also made no sense.

Based on the present.

This was the basis of training. As you grow and your strength increases, you should naturally change it.

“Try what I say.”

and-.

The warrior took a deep breath again.

“Oh, wait! If I want to do as you say, I will first change my sword.”

The warrior brought a wooden sword that was longer and thinner than before.

And immediately he rushed at me.

Unlike before, the sword focuses on speed rather than head-on combat. It looked noticeably different. It must have become bitter.

It was the same simple thing, but the severity was different.

To the point where I don’t think they’re the same person at all.

‘That’s amazing.’

He was a monster of talent.

How can it change in such a short amount of time?

so-.

I didn’t understand it even more. For things to change to this extent with just one piece of advice, it would have been normal for them to have grown tremendously over the past five years.

As time passed, there were a series of dangerous attacks that made even me nervous.

I quickly finished training.

“At this level, the framework has been established. I think you can just keep sparring with me from now on.”

“… I understand.”

and-.

Instead of leaving, the hero turned his head.

and-.

“… Thank you.”

He muttered quietly.

Left alone, I thought about this incident.

I organized my thoughts.

Within-.

My thoughts have been somewhat organized.

‘I hoped not. As expected… .’

The reason why the hero’s growth is low.

And the thoughts of the denomination.

It was a moment when my guess became increasingly clear.