episode_0161

CLIII.

It’s been a month since the candidates asked me to spar with them as if they were the ones who had left it to me, and then got kicked out.

And this may sound a little unfortunate, but I was getting stronger very quickly in the meantime. To the point where I wondered if this was even possible.

And even though I may not be growing as strong as I am, the candidates who took my advice that day are also growing rapidly.

How do you know?

“That’s right. The final proof.”

“Aren’t you busy?”

“Huh? I’m really busy right now?”

“… Ah.”

The child who keeps chattering away next to me… is because of Pope Judas, who has the same body type.

“How much did I say?”

“Can you just shut up?”

“The evidence is Katniss.”

Oh, even if I become a superman, I won’t be able to hit Pope Judas, right? First of all, I feel a bit of repulsion from his appearance, but more than anything, if I were to hit him,

“If you wish… … .”

Because I’m willing to put my body out there and make remarks that are likely to cause misunderstandings.

How far did we go in talking?

Oh, yeah!

Katniss… no.

“Hey! Shut up!!”

We’re talking about four candidates.

◈ ◈ ◈

“Again, again. You. Are you sure that Gray is the same candidate? I’m already explaining the same thing for the 97th time. That’s weird. Gray, that monster of a human, doesn’t understand right away?”

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s why I said. All of the archer’s attacks are based on surprise and ambush. But why do you hold your breath right before you release the bow? Are you telling the enemy, ‘I’m going to shoot my arrow now!’? Manners? Courtesy? Something like that?”

A woman wearing a neat martial arts outfit and black leather shoes.

The scene of them proudly stroking their martial arts uniforms with the word [武] engraved on their chests and chattering away was like a scene of women of the same age chatting.

“Oh, no.”

For the person being subjected to it, it was a torture that would make them go crazy and jump for joy.

“Gray, that monster guy said that? Geniuses should learn from geniuses. That’s why I made this program. Well?”

This is from the perspective of someone who is constantly being ripped off in this way.

Moreover, the opponent is a being who has reached the highest level of superhumanity with the weapon called a bow. Because he is a divine bowman from the cradle of martial arts.

Bow Master, Katniss could do nothing but apologize with her face covered in sweat and dust.

“I’ll do it again.”

“Yes!”

The woman didn’t move an inch as she watched Katniss raise her bow. She just looked at Katniss with a silent, emotionless gaze.

And Katniss had no complaints about that at all.

‘Naturally. As unobtrusively as possible. Naturally… sigh.’

Taaak―!

“Eugyagyagyagyaek!”

This time, Katniss got the part that the shrine pointed out wrong, and just before she could release the arrow, she was hit in the forehead by a flying arrow, and she screamed strangely and rubbed her head furiously with both hands.

“Again!”

“Again!”

“Again!!”

From some point on, Katniss began to hate the word ‘again’ more than anything else in the world. More than any other curse, whenever she heard the word ‘again’, she felt like she was pulling back the bowstring without even realizing it.

This superhuman’s education was definitely helping Katniss.

Unlike other superhumans or unmanned beings, the various know-how and intelligence that comes from using the same weapon was something that Katniss would buy even if she could afford it.

A beautiful but violent woman who wields factual violence as much as her heart, Gray is not without her share of teachings, calling her ‘our scourge’.

However, this does not mean that the realm will suddenly rise or that Force will accumulate quickly.

Just like now, bad habits when shooting a bow, more efficient ways to use divine power, and things like the techniques needed by archers.

Learning the basics, but things she had not been able to learn because she was a commoner and not a noble, felt like Katniss was reinforcing the weak parts of the tower she had been precariously building. Her body was tired, but she felt happy.

“Again!!”

If only there weren’t that word ‘again’.

Don’t you think that’s unreasonable?

Why wouldn’t I have thought of that? Of course I did. Katniss was human, and above all, she was proud of what she had accomplished. Of course I did. And on the first day.

But then, that superhuman named Shin-Gung noticed Katniss’s expression like a ghost,

“Hmm? You. Are you dissatisfied?”

Isn’t that what it says?

“First of all, my name is Katniss. And the training process is so… … .”

“You are not yet worthy of calling me by my name. And what is training? Oh. Is that it? Hard? Inefficient? ”

Katniss nodded and was taken to the Red House, Gray’s home.

And there Katniss saw. And realized.

Why does Katniss call Gray a ‘monster’?

How Gray reached the realm of a quasi-superhuman.

How Gray achieved the feat of capturing the demons.

When Katniss arrived, Gray was bleeding everywhere she could see.

It was moving so fast that she couldn’t capture all of its movements, but in the split second it stopped, Katniss saw that

There was a penetrating wound in the side,

There was a cut on the left shoulder that showed the bone.

There are five or six stab wounds on the right thigh.

He was also bleeding from his head.

And after moving his body for about 5 more minutes, he finally collapsed on the floor, and a woman who had been waiting nearby ran over and treated Gray.

As soon as the surprisingly quick healing was over, Gray got back up and continued fighting, getting injured and repeating the cycle of getting healed.

What complaints can one have after seeing that sight?

“Stop. Stop it.”

Katniss’s hand, which was just about to fire an arrow at the protest, stops. She looks at the shrine with a bewildered face.

Because it wasn’t time to end yet.

“You. Seriously. It’s frustrating.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No. I didn’t say I wanted an apology. Be honest. What do you not understand?”

Katniss couldn’t bring herself to say where to start.

Why?

Because I didn’t understand it from the beginning.

“You probably didn’t understand at all, Mr. Grumpy Shingung.”

A voice that seemed to read Katniss’ inner thoughts was heard from beside her.

“I’m not that prickly!”

Grayda.

Whenever Gray appeared, he always had women following him like escorts.

“Yes, yes. Let’s say that’s true.”

“I’m not saying that’s true… … !”

“Katniss.”

“Huh? Oh, yes.”

“Honestly, I don’t know what the prickly Shin-gung-ssi is saying?”

“… … .”

“Only superhumans can handle a bow so naturally that you don’t even know when you shot the arrow. As far as I know, Shingung-ssi does that. Of course, that’s not what the prickly Shingung-ssi wants.”

“Well, then?”

“Don’t be conscious of it. You. Arrow. Force. Hang it on the protest, shoot it all.”

“Huh?”

“Ah, I’m going crazy. Hey, when you eat, when you put food on a spoon and put it in your mouth, do you eat consciously? ‘Ah, shit, I rolled around so much today, I have to put 5.7g of rice on a spoon and move it to my mouth the shortest distance.’ Do you do that? ”

Katniss was dumbfounded at the sight of the priest nodding his head up and down furiously as if to say, ‘That’s it! That’s what I said!!’ to Gray’s words.

“That’s what I’m telling you to do. If you’re at the Master level, you can do that easily.”

It is as much as you know. What Gray is saying now is a kind of koan that those who go from Master to Grand Master commonly realize.

The first thing that warriors who use swords, knives, or spears had to do in order to advance to the stage of forming a magical sword was to break away from the herbivore form.

That’s exactly what the Shrine wants from Katniss.

It means getting rid of the habit that is ingrained in you, where the moment you hold the arrow and the moment you release it takes exactly one second.

When Gray points that out, Katniss lets out an exclamation of “Ah!” and her shaking pupils return to their original position.

Only after confirming that did Gray turn around and start moving with his back to him.

“Try again, you.”

“Yes!”

At the word “divine bow”, Katniss takes a short deep breath and, with a different breath and feeling than before, shoots an arrow like when she first picked up a bow.

“That’s a little better. Keep up the good work.”

“Yes!”

“What a monster. Are you good at teaching others? Or is it just a coincidence?”

“Yes?”

“No. Again!”

Katniss’s arrows were becoming freer.

◈ ◈ ◈

After that, I went around the places where the candidates were training.

The martial arts theories of the superhumans were each full of their own individuality.

Canviel, who trains specialized magicians, special mages, and summers,

“All magic starts with preparation and ends with preparation. Specialized magician? So what? Study how to create your own unique combination. And when you meet your enemy. Pour it all out in one blow! You can’t use cold magic after fire magic? That’s the kind of stereotype you use in bed with your boyfriend.”

It was the same way.

If the unmanned being was trained with the goal of shedding herbivory, the magician was going through the process of overcoming his attributes.

The incompetent who trains the sword mage Phoebe,

“Every moment. Open or close your eyes. Run or walk. Lie down or sit. Swing your sword or defend. Don’t stop manifesting your magic at every moment. At any moment, you should be able to manifest the magic you want immediately.”

He lectured on how to manifest magic as if the unmanned being had forgotten how to eat grass.

Lastly, the sword of Caligo, which trains Ella in divine martial arts,

“Do not doubt in any case. Believe and believe that the fist you extend will definitely crush the enemy. Stretch out your fist believing that whatever blocks your way will definitely be broken before your faith!”

It was just simple and ignorant.

Fucking fanatics.

The four candidates were shown to be more effective than expected when receiving mentorship from a superhuman.

Just one,

“But! Proof. Proof that Ella is being trained by our sword of Caligo.”

It was really good, except that the talent of a too-much-talker that was latent in Pope Judas blossomed more than expected.

“Go out!”

Fucking superhumans.

As expected, superhumans and pollack need to be peeled once every three days.

“And the old man over there also came down.”

Following the words I blurted out so casually after being told to be quiet, a person fell from the air to the floor.

“Sigh.”

◈ ◈ ◈

It’s winter on the continent. Even the evergreens couldn’t avoid the occasional white snow and chilly weather.

But this place, overlooking the continent, had a mild spring temperature and the atmosphere was just as warm and cozy as any spring day.

It has always been like this. It is the divine realm, the space where gods live.

“By the way, is that okay?”

“What, again.”

“Punishing the traitor is one thing, and even now, because the training is so ignorant, screams and explosions come out continuously. This is how the citizens of Evergreen view Gray and his group. Public opinion is not very good. If things continue like this, after everything is over, the continent may regard Gray as the next public enemy after the Demon King.”

The handsome man, who spoke while roughly running his hands through his turquoise hair, brought up his ominous prediction as if just thinking about it made him angry.

But the ‘ordinary-looking’ man listening to him didn’t seem to feel any ominousness or discomfort at the handsome man’s opinion. Instead, he smiled as if he found it funny and asked, ““public?”,” before chuckling.

“You know. How stupid are the kings and emperors, and how much ridiculous trash they can do.”

“I know.”

“Then. This time… … .”

“But it’s okay.”

“Yes?”

“Be honest. You’re that red Scythe over there, that one. That violent hearted one with the same weapon as our cute newborn god of death. Do you think you could win a fight with him?”

“Of course! It’s the God of Magic. The one and only God of Magic!”

The handsome man, the god of magic, answered with a question while looking at the red-haired woman fighting with Gray on the screen like an enemy, and of course he would win.

A man with an ordinary appearance narrowed his eyes and glared at the god of magic.

“Ah, I’m telling you, it’s true!! If it’s the current state, of course I’ll win, and if it’s the previous state… … . I’ll have a hard time. But I’ll still win.”

“Yeah. That was the situation the other day. Even a guy like you who is called ‘crazy’ would say the word ‘classic’. But what about the Emperor of the Continent?”

“Huh? Who would call me that?! No, that’s not it. But for the Arcanas to reach that level… … .”

“It’s okay. The fastest way to level up is through battles where you can make death as close as a necklace. If you keep fighting the Demon King, Gray will definitely reach the level where he can take off his form. Maybe he’ll take it off before then.”

The god of magic was unable to refute the man’s words.

However, he was watching Gray bleeding with a slightly anxious and a slightly pitiful look on his face.

“But, it’s a scene I miss, practicing like that.”

“Do you miss it? That scene where he makes three or four holes in his body while bleeding profusely? Why? Do it for me?”

“No.”

“Our magic god says so? What do you think?”

As the man asked, two women appeared beside him as if they had been there before.

“Whoa! Hey! You guys! Stop!! I told you not to show up like that!! Are you the god of space?! Why do you show up all of a sudden! Can you please follow the traffic laws, no, the space laws? What are you going to do with the blinker? ”

“What are you talking about. You crazy bastard. You want to get beaten until stars blink in front of your eyes?”

Among the women, a sharp and intelligent woman took the magic god’s joke sharply and piercingly and threw it on the floor.

“By the way, does the God of Magic have any old memories?”

“That’s right, Sister. By the way, what are the masters doing these days?”

“No! No! No! I can’t remember at all! I completely forgot? What was that back then? Is it something to eat?”

There were only two more women, but the serious demeanor he had shown a moment ago had all but disappeared, and the God of Magic had become a noisy and boisterous character, jumping around in place.

“I contacted you. You’ve been a long time.”

A woman with a fresh impression. The God of Magic forcibly turns his creaking head like a broken doll as he hears the words of the woman, who was a lower god of time and once decided the elimination of the candidates together with the God of Strife.

“Who, who? To whom? Who? Why?”

“The two masters. Are you saying that you want to reminisce after a long time?”

“Ah, why, why! Why, why! I won’t sell it! I’ll keep my memories until I die! I won’t sell it! ”

“Really? Then, buy the memories of the masters. Anyway, Hui.”

“Eww! I hate you!”

As the God of Time waved his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly, and the God of Magic disappeared with a face that looked almost tearful, the God of Time and the God of Space each took one of the man’s arms and exchanged strange glances.

“But you know. Companion.”

“Huh?”

A strange voice from the god of space.

At that voice, the ordinary-looking man felt the unique crisis detection ability that all ‘husbands’ innately possess being activated.

“So that woman over there was that violent?”

“Huh?”

“Breasts, I mean. Breasts. Were those women’s breasts that violent? Honey? ”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Huh~. Now that I’m here, should I also violently grow my chest? What do you think? Little sister?”

“Oh my. My sister is already violent!! I’m the problem! Now I’m going to have to… …! Violently!!”

The man felt so tense as he heard the alternating questions from the God of Space and the God of Time that he felt he would rather fight the dregs of the void.