episode_0063

Before going into sparring with my mother, I decided to take an hour for maintenance.

Suddenly..

The muscles in my body, stiff as if I had been lying down for several months, are struggling to survive. But I couldn’t afford it, so I pushed it away without mercy.

Pap deuk!! Pap deuk!!

He pressed down even more strongly with the weight of his entire body, further stimulating all the nerves in his stiff body.

＇I think it has been resolved to some extent..’

After warming up for about 10 minutes, I couldn’t move as much as before, but it didn’t seem like there was much of a problem with moving.

Good profit..

＇Warm air.?＇

When I moved into my room after a few months, it was as clean as usual, and the [portable hand warmer] placed on one side of the desk welcomed me with a warm glow.

‘Why is this…’

＇This magical power… Mother?＇

I wondered why the [portable hand warmer], which I thought had been lost, was here, but the moment I lifted the [portable hand warmer], I was able to sense my mother’s warm red magic. It feels kind.

Ssss..

Melted, scorched marks and an appearance that has already been worn down by the sun.

The unstable magic stone, which seems ready to break at any moment, squeezes out its last strength and radiates warm temperature towards me.

If it weren’t for Jane’s [Portable Hand Warmer], which protected me when I was so cold and lonely, I might not have made it this far.

In order not to dwell on the past days anymore, I head to the back of the mansion with the [portable hand warmer] that glows with difficulty.

Tread.. plod..

A tree with lush green leaves that boasts such enormous size and presence that it completely embraces this large mansion.

For some reason, {Check Information}, which I haven’t seen even once since my memories of my past life came back, may have bothered me, but I just ignore it.

Ssss..

Just by looking up like this, I feel calm enough.

The scent of the cool spring breeze blowing at that moment passes my nose.

‘And it turns out… Janes really liked this tree, right?’

Sitting under such a huge tree, I dig a small hole large enough to fit the [portable hand warmer] and quietly place it there.

‘Now the light is gone…’

“Thank you for being with me until the end.”

I project Janes’ image to bid farewell.

Even though I was not someone with memories of a past life, but someone who lived together in this life, I was still able to remember and capture all the days I spent with Janes and bury them here.

So now I can let go.

My own knight who became my hands and feet, which were always lacking.

Janes always stayed by her side when she was sick or having a hard time and did her best to protect her as if she were suffering more.

Even though she had no choice but to commit kidnapping, in the end she chose the path of regret and forgiveness.. I ask with my nostalgic memories.

So that I can move forward further.

Tuptup!!

The texture of wet sand grains felt at your fingertips does not seem unfamiliar.

＇Janes.. I will become stronger.＇

So my blue eyes looked up at the giant tree, and I, determined to have no more regrets, steeled myself and headed to the outdoor training ground.

***

Boom… boom…

＇What is this sound?＇

just as expected..

My mother, who had already arrived at the training site, was warming up as she lightly swung up and down an enormous sword with a long, wide blade and made of heavy iron.

A posture so elaborate that it puts to shame the sweat flowing from the entire body.

His unwavering blue eyes showed great concentration.

Every time the sword is swung once, a heavy sound as if the air is being torn apart reverberates through the air and approaches clearly.

I feel like I have no power over that powerful force.

＂The lord is sparring directly??＂

＂And that too with Mr. White Boy?＂

“It’s a rare opportunity. “The lord’s posture, breathing, and the way he swings the sword… be familiar with it all.”

Indeed, she was so threatening that she was called the {Chief of Service} who led the {Kingdom Knights}, and it was a moment when I could understand the expressions on the faces of the female knights who had no choice but to respect their mother.

Moreover, the news of the sparring had already spread quickly among the female knights, and my mother, who had not stopped the crowds of female knights, seemed to have declined to watch, saying that it might have a positive influence on the knights.

Even though I am a man, the fact that I know how to use magical powers has spread throughout the entire region.

Therefore, it seemed like my mother did not want to discriminate against me just because I was male. Of course, it may be my imagination.

But I was able to recognize that my mother’s eyes had changed when she looked at me.

“mother..”

My mother must have already known that I had arrived long ago, as she plunged the huge sword she had been swinging so hard into the floor and looked at me coldly.

I feel once again how heavy that huge sword must be as it penetrates the floor with ease, like putting a spoon in pudding.

“Do you want to become stronger, son?”

My mother’s eyes, which had always been warm and loving, became more serious and stern than any time I had ever seen her.

“Yes, mother.”

I answer without appearing nervous as much as possible. Not only is everyone watching, but this is also an important moment that determines my future.

Did he recognize my promise?

My mother left the great sword stuck on the floor, came over with a wooden sword lying on one side, and started aiming it at me.

“Then prove it to me, son.”

Realizing the meaning of my mother’s tone as if a sparring match was about to begin, I resolved again to do my best even though I recognized that this was a simple test.

Suddenly..

＇Mother’s sword… it is not engulfed in magic.＇

Even though my mother didn’t use magic power on her wooden sword and was only aiming to deal with me using swordsmanship, just looking at the posture in which she was holding the sword made me gasp at how threatening she was.

I didn’t know.

Even when I was hunting [Tululpo] and [Tagfog], I have never felt this much psychological pressure.

This was no different from the advice my instincts were telling me. That there is an absolute being in front of you that can never be defeated.

‘Calm down..’

‘The feeling from that time remains in my body.’

Of course, a wooden sword was given to me, but I, who had no experience with swordsmanship, decided to give it up and rely on my instincts and physical senses that allowed me to survive alone in {Diriol Forest}.

Sigh…

Let’s lower our posture as low as possible and immediately inject magic power of the “nothingness” attribute into the [Slime] magic stone implanted in our left hand.

Exactly… At the same time, a strange magical energy that was hard to believe was a monster or even a human spewed out, and at the same time, my left hand was quickly completely covered with slime and began to deteriorate into the form of a glove, and was soon transformed into titanium material and was completely {armored}.

Dincia, who sensed her son’s magical power that opened up so quickly, was able to sense in him something similar to the magical power of a “beast man” that exists between humans and monsters.

＇As expected..＇

After observing Dahuin for a moment, Dinsia immediately began to announce the start of the sparring, telling Dahuin to attack with all his might.

“It’s meaningless if you don’t start. Son…”

＂Show your resolve.＂

Of course, I couldn’t help but hesitate.

It is not this primal fear of whether the power of the {armor} that can easily pierce even hard rocks will reach my mother.

This feeling…

Yes.

It feels similar to when I met Sonya when I first encountered people.

I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable about charging at a person who wasn’t a monster, but my body, which had already prepared, moved automatically.

Paddadak!!

It was just instinct.

He quickly latches onto him and strikes the wooden sword with all his {armed} left hand.

It wasn’t that they weren’t targeting the body. I simply chose the only part where I could hit from that tight stance.

widely!!

My mother’s swordsmanship, shown with a wooden sword that seemed ready to break at any moment, was completely opposite to the form of the large sword shown earlier.

This was literally “flow”, knowing how to control the other person.

My mother’s movements were as if she was trying to see, understand, and solve a well-organized formula, and she let go of all my attacks with an upright posture and appropriate power.

On the contrary, the way I continued to attack based solely on my senses seemed monotonous and dull. I fell in love with my mother’s “flow.”

Tuk!

When my mother’s wooden sword struck my wrist, which was armed with titanium, my body leaned forward and the wooden sword was aimed right in front of my neck.

“again.”

The terrifying threat of death.

It was not a threat to survival that could determine life or death, but was similar to a disaster caused by absolute power brought about by myself.

If this was a real sword, it was clear that he would have died without being able to do anything.

Nevertheless, my mother’s sparring continued.

widely!!

“again!”

Although he barely managed to block his mother’s vicious attack, he seemed unsatisfied.

I was guessing it myself.

That this is not my best.

‘Don’t hesitate…’

Maybe my mother was telling me all along.

The small hesitation that causes him to flinch the moment he is about to attack, and his mother’s belief that he must use all his strength to completely control this power.

And I realized that I had no choice but to fight back with all my might, as if responding to my mother’s continued cries.

Throbbing.. Throbbing..

I feel the familiar pain in my right eye.

＇If it were my mother… I could accept a country like this.＇

I believed that my mother would definitely accept everything about me, so I decided to let go of the strings of reason I had been holding on to for a while.

I got out of my mother’s range in one go and retreated again, lowering my posture to the bottom of the floor as much as possible and preparing to jump.

Tuk!!

Let us know that the source is ready in all the centers of the body that can be felt through the big toe.

As soon as the floor caves in, I sharply stab my left hand, which is solidly armed with titanium, towards the wooden sword my mother is wielding.

An instinct created through countless experiences in {Diriol Forest}.

[Ability level] rose as if following him.

Through {sixth sense}, you even have the judgment ability to skillfully deal with any situation.

Therefore, at this moment, I was able to detect my mother’s movements.

＇Son…＇

How sharp and threatening Dahein’s attacks are, as if he were looking at a beast.

The fact that Dahyun has been fighting like this all this time makes Dincia’s heart ache as if it were being torn apart again.

Tee..teading.?

‘I can’t break the wooden sword..?’

I could clearly feel that my {armed} left hand was making direct contact with the wooden sword I was swinging.

However, for some reason, the wooden sword was not pushed in the direction it was supposed to be pushed in, but did not even make a slight movement, and the turning blow failed along with an enormous pain felt in my left hand, as if my strength to push back was being used in reverse. Of course, the fact that it couldn’t overcome the force and flew away was a bonus.

Throbbing.. Throbbing..

My left hand feels numb.

‘it hurts..??’