episode_0106
by fnovelpiaOutside the training camp.
I ran leisurely through the forest.
I told my student that I would be back before dinner, so there were still about 5 hours left.
The training center issue was also resolved.
The treatment of Medis has also been decided.
All that’s left is free time.
However, as there are quite a few enemies to fight in the future, it is necessary to quickly regain the strength of your previous life.
I set the period as 3 years.
An incredibly short period of time.
That is why it is training.
Any remaining time is spent training.
Always practice even in the early morning hours.
A little less teasing with my students… training.
I plan on training alone.
If you combine it with magic with high mental power, you can train without sleep for several weeks.
However, just moving around a lot is not a good thing.
So what kind of training should I do?
Raise your abilities.
Inventing the power sphere.
Adapting your morale to your body.
Raising the level of the mana circuit.
It’s all important, but… .
A power that has not yet been dealt with.
Gyeok (格).
This is the most urgent thing right now.
In the future, whether you like it or not, you will encounter a lot of random people. If this case is used at that time, it can cause enormous psychological shock.
There is a way to radiate powerful energy and crush the enemy, but that is expensive and is easy to resist because it is still close to physical.
For example, when a demon appeared, Chalosi raised it with body strengthening magic, which is evidence of this.
But what if you use both power and energy release at the same time?
Even someone of Chalosi’s level can be suppressed in one go without much effort, and even if he cannot be suppressed, his movements can be slowed.
In other words, you have a significant advantage when dealing with the weak.
This is not the only benefit.
It is possible to communicate with Artrot without a physical body, and one can secretly convey meaning to others without having to learn the consonants.
This means that telepathy, which was limited to only students, can be used on everyone.
Instead, it’s one-way… .
It’s better than not being able to use it.
Anyway, the ability level is steadily increasing, and morale adaptation can be done in parallel with ability training. The mana circuit is constantly breathing… .
I guess I’ll have to postpone the power factor for a bit.
Because it hasn’t been made yet, it’s weaker than human martial arts except for the two herbivorous weapons.
Tuk.
It stopped at a certain point.
A place that is reasonably far from the training center and deserted.
“Why did you come to a place like this?”
As soon as it stopped, someone followed and landed.
I’ve been feeling it since a while ago.
Lauf.
From the moment I left the training camp, he was following me.
“Why did you follow me?”
“I’m curious. So, why did you come here?”
“I want to do some training.”
“Training?… Good. Can I join?”
“Are you planning on training too?”
“You never know when the devil will descend again. I am willing to become strong to protect my daughter.”
“I have something to practice on my own… .”
“It’s okay. There are many days to see each other.”
“If that’s the case.”
First, I sat cross-legged.
There is a need to properly feel the status.
“Is it mana breathing?”
“No, it is training to feel the power.”
“Act?… I guess so. I understand that you need a rank to reach the 90th floor or higher. You must be at least god level or higher. No, if you look at the morale and freezing power shown at that time, is it top-level?”
“He is a demigod.”
“… … … Half body?”
“It may be different now, but… It was at the level of a demigod.”
I still have the nickname White Bone Reaper.
This name is a name determined by the system. Here, the White Bone Reaper was at the level of a demigod.
Of course, I don’t know if he was a full-fledged demi-god at the time he was born and lost his powers, but it’s not a lie anyway.
This means that I still have the ideal condition to maintain my tinnitus.
If so, there is no reason not to use it.
I just don’t know how to use it.
“Whooo~”
I ignored the sight of Rauf’s red eyes burning in anticipation and closed my eyes.
Concentration.
Let’s focus.
You have to feel the dignity.
I vaguely know.
It was a strange feeling, as if my inner being had been filled until I reached the level of a demi-god.
This is probably the case.
The weight is the mass of all my power.
The largest proportion of these is fraud.
I became an undead, built up morale, and gained my first rank while fighting.
But does that make it a scam?
That’s not it again.
Morale is included in the category, but the category operates as a force of a completely different nature.
So how should the case be used?
If all the forces are mass… .
Wouldn’t it be possible to raise all your strength?
It’s just a guess, but I tried whatever I could find first.
Whoa~
Raise your mana.
It also slightly boosts morale.
Mixing mana with morale and fusing black magic.
All energies were woven together.
Shhh~
The wind blows.
Of course there is no reaction.
Even if I raise all my strength, I can’t even imitate it, let alone control it.
Then, we need to find this seemingly inherent energy and control it… .
I still can’t figure it out.
Mana reacts with the body. The status is as if it doesn’t exist, so it’s hard to feel it even if you know it exists.
In other words, enlightenment is needed.
What is the problem.
What is lacking?
What should I control?
[Rate is a thing. Not just all the power of that person, but their very existence. It is not simply control of power. It has status because it exists.]
Why?
I can hear Artrot’s voice.
“Are you helping me?”
“Hmm? What does that mean?”
“… I didn’t say this to you.”
[You mean thing. It’s uncomfortable, so I’m helping a little. We need to quickly learn aspirated sounds in order to have a proper conversation. Just focus again.]
Last time, he said he would only let me know if I got down on my knees and prayed.
This is a guy whose spirit is unknown.
Or is there nothing to do?
These days, I feel like I’m the only one watching… .
I closed my eyes again.
I have no intention of refusing to tell you.
[Keep in mind. Class is existence itself.]
Even though it sounded like a very enthusiastic statement, I started to get a sense of why.
[The level is different for each person. There are some who realize it as soon as they acquire it, but most people, like you, have not realized it. The status is not something that can be controlled by force, but an expression of existence. It is existence itself. existence itself. Keep this in mind again.]
Honestly, I don’t know what this nonsense is.
But why?
Why do I get it?
It feels like having an itchy spot touched.
[Even though you are a world, as long as you are also a being, life is constant no matter where you go. There is something called class, and it is you. Stick to your completed self. You already know the answer.]
Although there were some harsh words mixed in here and there, I mulled over each and every one of his sharp sounds.
Class is a thing.
Existence is me.
By rank, I mean me.
It’s already been completed and I know the answer.
So, is it not enlightenment, but rather missing something?
what?
I exist.
A being that does not change even if the world changes.
Whether you live or die, whether your body changes, whether you are weak or strong, there is only one thing that does not change.
Identity.
‘me.’
It’s all me.
Did you say that it is a class in itself?
Did I tell you to stick to yourself?
This is one story.
The story of me is so special.
I am… .
I grew up alone from a young age.
It seemed like I was abandoned in the woods one day.
I had to become vicious in order to survive, and grew up repeatedly fighting and being chased by beasts and monsters.
Even when he went to the village, he had no money, so he lived a wandering life, and when he got to know the world, he started working as a mercenary and made a name for himself during the invasion.
Afterwards, in the ruined world, each country began to train more warriors. With that opportunity, I got the chance to become a warrior.
I, who always walked alone, chose that path because I longed for a career that would be envied as a warrior. However, it was impossible to climb the tower alone, and it was at that time when I realized the need for companions that I met Medis.
He reached out his hand to me first.
Let’s go to the tower together.
Personality and skills. He was an indisputably nice guy, so we climbed close to the 50th floor together.
And then the incident happened.
betrayal.
At a time when Edeline was going through a very difficult time, Medis seemed a little strange.
Showing a cold expression once in a while.
You’re distancing yourself from me more and more.
Then, at some point, he disappeared, leaving me in a dangerous ordeal.
Trials of trust and betrayal.
I had to go through the hardships on his behalf, and he chose the easy path alone.
The reason was unknown.
So there is no way it can end like this.
I somehow got out of there and went looking for traces to ask why he did that, but he quickly ran away. As I chased after it, at some point the assassin stopped by.
Still, he is quite a hero.
After killing them all, I approached him and he attacked me with an apostle contract.
He was strong after receiving Atrot’s power.
It was strong originally, but it became even crazier.
And then… He attacked me without saying a word, and I couldn’t hold out for long and collapsed.
He killed me and left without saying a word.
It was a shock.
Why did you betray me?
I thought we had become quite friendly.
So, as my life was fading away, I came back to life holding the Verdunk Book of Lich items I had saved as insurance.
White-bone undead.
I followed his footsteps and climbed the tower again.
He climbed up the high floor at a speed that was completely different from when I was with him, and I quickly climbed up and broke through the tower further.
As I climbed the tower like that, it became diluted.
I felt skeptical as to why I was chasing this guy.
That time when everything became meaningless.
Finally we reached the 98th floor.
So, he killed Medis without even hearing the reason.
Just like he did to me.
Afterwards, he used a self-destruction device on Atrot and died violently before returning like this.
It was truly the life of an idiot who lived only looking ahead.
It’s a story with nothing to be proud of… .
I feel a sense of identity simply by recalling stories and reflecting on myself.
I am an evil thought that rose from something insignificant.
But the persistence became meaningless.
cheap-
I feel an intangible energy that I have never seen before moving around me.
Identity is clearly visible.
I am a being.
It is said that existence is a matter of class.
In that case, this energy that moves around like a bell is mine.
I already knew.
This is me.
The energy of this class is already me. Then there is no reason why it cannot be governed.
Status is something that represents my identity.
Expressing myself as a white bone messenger.
[hmm… I guess you realized it. Tsk. A mean thing.]
It’s cheap-
Atrot said as if he didn’t like the sight and left somewhere.
I feel like the slight chill has disappeared.
No, his status has disappeared.
Now I understand a little bit.
Therefore, my identity.
I spread my pride to those around me.
Hwaak-
“ho… Amazing.”
I opened my eyes.
Rauf is watching me with astonishment in his eyes.
Huh~
The rank was taken away again.
I finally learned how to control my grades.
This is obvious.
now… .
“Is that what you just said?”
“Somehow I realized it.”
“Amazing. but… It was too weak to be considered a demigod. Is it incomplete or immature in controlling cases?”
“Probably both. This too will require training. Rather than that… What do you know to judge the level of rank?”
“I’ve felt it quite a lot.”
“Hoo. Have you ever fought with a god?”
“That’s not it.”
“Hmm. I thought I didn’t have any friends like me, but it looks like I have a friend with godhood.”
“… … … .”
“The reaction… Is it true… … .”
“Large… .”
It was a joke.
Are you really acquainted with the Godhead?
… A flash comes to mind.
Was this guy and Seongju married?
In a previous life, this guy was probably the couple and messenger of the castle lord of Necropolis.
If so, I understand.
But he faced death.
Ronica is alone under the moon like now… .
what.
moon?
“Why is it already night?”
The surroundings are dark.
Just a moment ago, the sun was high in the sky.
“… … Didn’t you know? I couldn’t wake up because I was concentrating so hard. I’m thinking of training more than that, but can you help me-”
Jump up!!
This is not the time.
‘coon… There has been no response since a while ago. ‘What happened?’
My disciple is calling me.
“Come back at dawn.”
“… … ?”
fault!!
Whipping!!!!
I had promised to stay until evening.
Therefore, I left Rauf and headed to my disciple who was anxiously waiting for me.
like that.
When you return to your accommodation.
“Negro liar!!! Fool!!”
A sulking Ronika was waiting.
Still, after looking at it for a few seconds, I somehow felt relieved.
Come on~
“… Well, I’m glad you arrived safely. Do you have to answer me next time I’m late?”
I hugged him tightly.
Just take him to the bed and sit down.
I lie down and hug him.
What is it?
Strange feeling.
The tail is wagging.
At this moment, I began to realize my new identity.
The feelings that had been ignoring me just by being together began to become clearer.
What is… .
It wasn’t necessarily limited to me being ‘alone’.
Existence is not created by itself.
Whether you are an enemy or an ally, you are bound to be influenced by someone.
I gained enlightenment.
Things that had been on the outside began to blend together completely.
Ronica is lying down and looking at me.
“Black boy~ So what are you doing here? I was worried that something might be wrong.”
I answered telepathically.
‘… ‘I’m not in a position to worry.’
“P~ Still worried? No matter how much you believe, if something is precious, you will always remember it.”
‘… I was focused on training.’
“Hey~ How much stronger do you want to become?”
‘Enough that no one can touch you.’
The guy who understood my thoughts couldn’t answer and made a blank expression before smiling heartily.
“Kia.”
And I will train even in the early morning.
“Even in the early morning? okay. Then should I travel carefully?”
‘of course.’
“Heehee.”
The strain was relieved.
The guy laughed heartily again and pointed to the paper bag on the table.
“Are you hungry because you didn’t eat dinner? Just in case, I ordered bread and brought it with me.”
What a considerate guy he is.
When I think about it, I exist today because of Ronika.
Changed identity.
I have changed.
ah… For some reason, the status becomes clearer.
I am softer now than before.
Don’t use your energy for me.
Move for others.
Did you tell me earlier that Rauf was weak compared to a demigod?
I found out why.
I left my old life behind.
Now I am always with someone.
The existing identity was diluted.
but… .
Not alone.
It’s not even white bones.
It’s not like a reaper or anything like that.
I’m just an aspiring warrior… .
Tiring!!
◎︎ The demigod and the white bone reaper become ambiguous.
◎︎ Your nickname is ‘(Transcendent Attack) An aspiring warrior’s absolutely precious pet.’
Absolutely precious… .
huh?
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