I Can See Your Code

I see your code (98)

profit.

Dante leaves, and Osworth stares at the closed door for a while, silently. When the steam rising from the teacup disappeared. He eventually laughed out loud.

“He’s a funny guy.”

Osworth muttered and went down to the first floor. At the same time, eyes are pouring in from all directions. Everyone is curious Did the iron’s disciple really bet 10,000 gold on him?

Osworth ignored all those eager eyes and headed out of the building. Everyone inside him complained.

“Xi, are you really betting?”

“By the way. If people go this far, even if it’s pitiful, I’ll tell you something.”

“By the way, is it possible to bet on yourself?”

“I don’t know. Knights usually don’t even think of it as a disgrace.”

“Then why did that Dante come here?”

“How do you know what crazy bastard thinks? What can a self-proclaimed Iron Disciple do? If your money is so rotten, give it to me.”

As the topic of Dante grew louder and louder, in the end, the conversation about the game disappeared altogether.

The employees, who should normally be alerting the surroundings to encourage betting, were just paying attention and listening to people’s conversations.

Because they are human too, it was inevitable that interest arose. That Dante is where the human journey will go.

Whether or not he knew what was going on inside, Osworth came out and entered the warehouse attached to the outer wall of the building with a calm face.

The horse was a warehouse, and there were very few things that were actually stored. It’s a place with no security outside, but wouldn’t it be strange if there were a lot of things?

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Most of the important things were kept in secret safes in the interior basement.

A lot of people asked why it was built like this, but only Osworth knew that the internal safe was for camouflage to draw attention.

“On the day the great being passed away, the child who inherited that blood shed endless tears. The rain will soon turn into resentment and wet the whole earth.”

At the same time as he spat out words that didn’t make sense, a stairway leading to the basement appeared in a corner.

There was no flashy effect, and there was no sound. It just showed itself as if it had been there from the beginning.

It was a secret that could not be reproduced by magic, but Osworth stepped down the stairs with a nonchalant face.

The place we arrived at was a huge laboratory. He glanced at the flasks and beakers that had drooped for a moment, then moved again.

A large safe that occupies half of the space of a small room alone.

There was no such thing as a password. Since the time I first came here, the time to talk about security and anything else has passed. Osworth pulled out a vial of blue liquid from within and looked intently at it.

dragon blood.

A noble item that appears in myths that give drinkers the ability to regenerate beyond that of humans.

Now, it is a rare object in the world that no one even knows about its existence.

‘But you know that well… … .’

Not only that. If you think about what you said to him before you left, you might know a lot more than you think.

‘Are you taking good care of me?’

There was no given Osworth grinned and left the room and headed towards the center of the laboratory.

A large dome made of glass.

Inside, on a small bed, a girl with dark hair was asleep. It seems like it will happen anytime soon, but it’s already been hundreds of years since I didn’t open my eyes like that.

He was already guarding the last dragon on the continent for the fifth generation.

‘… … No, it would be correct to say that it is preserved.’

Because that non-human creature doesn’t even need food. And since it has not moved for many years, it is in fact no different from the relics stored in the safe.

Osworth watched the girl on the bed silently for a while, then took the dragon’s blood in his bosom and went outside.

Very sadly for Osworth, if he had been there for one more minute, he might have seen a very mysterious sight.

dreaming.

A scene in which a finger, which has been motionless for hundreds of years, twitches for a moment.

* * *

The day of the tournament finally dawned.

Jeon G and Jeon E are held in different stadiums, but the popularity of Jeon G is declining, so the audience seats inside are usually empty. ‘ said Rakian, who came back to the inn.

I looked up, remembering the terrible past. Contrary to what Rakian said, there is still quite a bit of time left until the game starts, but the seats are already half full. Most of them glanced at me and were talking to me.

“Are you that crazy bastard that the author bet ten thousand gold on him this time?”

“Shh! No matter how crazy he is, he’s a 4th grade knight… … ! I can hear all voices like this!”

“… … I think your voice is louder.”

“How long do you think it will take for Iron to come and kill him?”

“Hasn’t it been close to 10 years since I lost contact with him? There were even rumors that he was dead.”

“If that person is really dead… … I will set fire to the temple of the god of death tomorrow.”

“… … why? Were you a fan of his?”

“no. It’s more realistic to believe that there was no such thing as death than it is to believe that the madman is dead.”

“… … That too.”

It didn’t sound very good, but it’s important to be interested anyway. Doesn’t that mean that people gathered like that after hearing rumors about me?

I think it wasn’t a bad choice to drag a bit too aggressively in the gambling hall.

I went to the most conspicuous bench and sat down to see as much as I wanted to. The spectators as well as the players’ gazes are all directed at me.

To be honest, it was a little burdensome, but on the outside, I looked at them in the form of shit.

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Most of them turned their heads in a hurry when our eyes met, but some of them snorted and furrowed their eyebrows as if they weren’t the same.

Of course they are 3rd grade. The numbers are… … roughly six Much less than expected.

Probably, many people gave up on hearing the news that Dike had participated. This certainly makes Osworth suspicious of match-fixing.

I looked at each of them one by one, and one of them smiled brightly and waved my hand.

It was Dake.

“… … .”

I don’t know if he’s still pretending to be friends just because he’s seen me.

He looked away indifferently and closed his eyes. When there was no reaction at all, their gazes quickly dispersed as if it was no fun. How much time has passed

“You’ve been waiting a long time!”

Suddenly, the host was standing in the center of the stadium.

“Welcome to the top of the Argon Tournament, which is already celebrating its 36th this time. It’s the 4th time I’ve been hosting here… … It’s the first time I’ve seen such a large audience. Well, I don’t think there’s anyone who doesn’t know why.”

He smiled slightly and looked towards me. The audience follows the gaze and comes down lightly.

“Anyway, no one is here to see what I’m talking about, right? So don’t delay, let’s get started! Now, the first match is between Sir Gregory and Sir Damian in the first set. Please welcome everyone with applause!”

clap clap.

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Most of the games that started like that didn’t look good. When there was a difference in grades, the lower one usually went out in just one shot, and in the case of the same grade, the sense of urgency was lower than before. It was a part that could tell why Gapjeon had lost its popularity.

The people in the audience were slowly yawning in boredom. You can also see groups of people getting up from their seats as if they were just about to leave.

“Come on, you’ve been waiting a long time! Finally, it’s the second match you’ve probably been looking forward to! Duel between Sir Dake and Sir Merino! It’s been a long time since you both reached level 3.”

The spectators who were about to leave immediately put their butts on it. It was a match I was curious about too, so I straightened my posture and looked up.

“ah… … The strong contenders are only able to get on with the first round. It is truly a disappointment for both us and the players.”

What are the strongest contenders? Can’t you see Merino’s face? Just looking at it, it seems like I was forced to go up because I was so proud of myself that I ate shit and even withdrew from the first match.

Well, it’s not like the moderator didn’t know what he said. Because no one here thinks of Dike’s defeat.

The question is, how long will it take to win?

No matter how far apart there is, there is no way that the same class can go out in the same room.

The game didn’t last long and started right away.

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Merino widens the distance, and Dake catches up. He hurriedly raised his sword and tried to block it, but the difference in skill between the two was too great.

Dike takes the offensive without showing much effort, but Merino barely stops it.

A one-sided confrontation that is hard to believe that they are of the same grade.

In the end, even before the tens could be reached, Merino lost his sword and surrendered obediently.

“Wow!”

“Did you see it now? It took me less than three minutes to win even with the same rank!”

“After all, this battle is confirmed by Sir Dake’s victory.”

Such cheers filled the stadium, and Dike came down in response to the audience. Then he suddenly sees me and smiles brightly.

I really don’t know why he’s pretending to be close.

I immediately turned away and replayed the duel I had just seen.

Not flashy, but stable swordsmanship. Maybe it’s just like me when I get to level 3 in Rynol.

I know at least one of these. I can’t win if I stick with this skill alone. The power of a sword or a thunderbolt. I don’t know if I can even write Azif’s promise there, but if I do, I’ll be identified as Rian later.

In the end, it is said that the game must be waged with zero loss… … . I can’t accurately measure the win rate. In the end, we have no choice but to fight.

Then I heard the host call me.

“Well then, this game… … finally! The most talked-about man you’ve been looking forward to! This is the self-proclaimed disciple of Iron, Sir Dante! Not only that, but he also became famous for betting 10,000 gold on himself. I don’t know, but it would not be an exaggeration to say that 90% of the crowd here came to watch Sir Dante’s match.”

I grabbed my sword and went upstairs. On the other side, an unknown opponent was already waiting. The boy looked at me and smiled bitterly.

“You are the famous Dante. I wanted to see you once. What a great guy he is, so I wanted to attract attention like that.”

“… … .”

“Well, it seems that he does it because he has confidence in his skills, but he met the wrong person. I am the best of 4th grade. I have the confidence to go up to level 3 within two years.”

“… … .”

“I have no words. Are you scared? So why walk ten thousand gold? … You better give it to me.”

I was only looking at the moderator with a calm face. He talks a lot, and he talks a lot too. When is the start signal given?

Did 20 seconds pass? Finally, I saw the moderator lowering the flag. Oops, I kicked my foot right away.

“… … So, what can you do with 10,000 gold? … yes?”

Opponent’s eyes widen. It has already reached the forefront. I swung my sword to the side as it was.

“sleep… … Go away!”

bang! Words do not continue and are interrupted. The boy’s body was buried under the audience seat.

“I’m sorry.”

I put my sword back and said indifferently.

“I didn’t hear a word of what you were saying.”

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