Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

Hans, a city merchant in the Sharote Kingdom, was returning home sadly. Today is because it was exactly 15 years since his mother died.

A man dies, it always has to happen, but Hans still can't forget what happened that day.

The horsemen who led the monsters that were terrorized by Margaery. Terrible bastards who mocked, humiliated, and treated like bugs, including the merchant mother.

Thinking about the memories of that time, my body still trembled.

I could barely save his life thanks to the Knights who arrived late, but his soul had already weakened with weakness.

‘If there were no two-year-old son and wife left, maybe I would have died that day too... ….'

In fact, I still get such impulses sometimes.

The world was at peace, but his heart was still a battlefield. The nightmare that I had every night caused him to pant like a lung. Whenever the horses' dirty hands groped her, Hans would wake up screaming, anxious that one day the rest of his family would look the same.

The pain of the day when I can't escape no matter how hard I try to pray to the priest.

‘I can't. I can't stand it if I don't have a drink today...'

"Hmm?"

A strange sight appeared in front of his eyes as he headed towards the tavern with a heavy expression.

They were full of people, that's why. The commercial squares in the city have been quiet for days.

However, seeing the wizards and priests mixed between them, I had no choice but to get interested.

It's because I thought something was going to happen soon in their fragile movements.

‘I'll drink alcohol later, but I have to hold my place first. ’

Hans wasn't the only one thinking like this. People watched the wizards and priests with curious faces, and the number continued to rise. Later, the square was filled with so many people that there was no room to set foot.

A few moments later, a square of light emanates from the wizard's crystal sphere that has gracefully grown a white beard.

A big magic screen where you can see it comfortably from everywhere.

The video that flowed from there contained enough glamour to blow people's minds.

Jiaying!

Kuaang!

Kuaaaaang!

Full-body armor that glistens like the moon.

A giant sword that emits a solar-powered error.

A young man with a solemn, confident face who has an unwavering will.

Such a joyful slaughter of monsters was as glamorous and glamorous as it could be seen anywhere.

People watched the footage and killed their breath.

His appearance was completely different from simply showing off and boasting his strength.

I was confident that I was right next to him in another space, and I had an absolute belief that I would take away the suffering of the present as well as the future.

Tears pour from Hans' eyes without knowing it.

“Ah……."

As the climax part of the image became more intense, the reaction of the square became even more intense.

A young man in crisis prayed to God and repelled the Demon King with blessings. Afterwards, I watched everyone clap their hands, watching them go up to heaven in the holy light.

I was more moved than any great play. Those who lost their families to the Horses were as busy stealing tears as Hans was.

Between them, the priest's voice rang out.

“The Lord Alia said. ”

"......."

“Eleven years have passed since we averted the invasion of the Evil and Wicked Demon Prince, but their shadows are still on the continent, so many still cannot escape from the past. You're afraid of the future. You're being unfaithful at the moment. ”

No one opens their mouth. They stare up at the statue, even killing their breath. The priest straightened his throat for a moment and continued to speak again.

“As it is, God has blessed the continent for the lambs who are still unable to escape from the swamp of pain and wandering in the path of wandering. ”

"......."

“A luminous warrior who will defend the continent for the next 100 years and embrace the miracle of Alia in his heart. May all find peace under his holy name! ”

A voice that was magnified by magic resounded like thunder. And I put it into people's minds.

So was Hans.

He stood in the square for a long time like a rooted tree, gazing at the inauguration ceremony of the continuously playing warrior.

That night, Hans slept for the first time since he lost his mother.

And a similar phenomenon was happening all over the continent simultaneously.

* * *

It's been a month.

The continent was truly a Roman Kalad fever. Of course, the inauguration ceremony of a warrior was being screened everywhere except for a remote place where the Cult could not reach.

People were surprised at the fact that Lord himself appointed a warrior, and again surprised that the warrior had great skills despite being young.

But the most important thing was something else.

The image of the error that the Lumians exerted with power instilled a great sense of trust in people's hearts.

‘No matter how brave a warrior God admits, he's so young...... Why is it so relaxing to see him? ’

‘I feel like I'm inside a tall, thick wall. What the heck? I'm sure it's amazing, but I can't believe I feel this way just from a magic video....'

People were baffled by a phenomenon that they could not comprehend and did not reject.

That was the power of the Lumen. An overwhelming talent that cannot be judged logically, that cannot be judged rationally.

Of course, there was always a group that envied the birth of this new hero.

Some of the Knights who are trying to gain anti-Saiyan advantage in the current heat have stepped out claiming to be better than the Lumian Kalad.

However, such chaos had been hidden all over the continent shortly before.

Two Giants who have now achieved the greatest feat of the Knights of Humankind.

King Philip III and Shiner Einsword of Gold coincidentally spoke up for Lumian Kalad.

‘There is no doubt that the skills of the warrior Lumian Kalad. Apart from Lord's grace, his strength is the continent's greatest. ’

‘A warrior has the ability to defeat the Demon King with all his might. In the name of Alia and the warrior Lumian Khalard, the continent will remain peaceful and stable for a long time. ’

Who dares to question my words?

For a moment, those who were tempted by the knights hurriedly rushed to the temple and repented of their sins before God, and recalled the name of the warrior and prayed for the future well being. As the controversy subsided, the belief and support of the Lumian Khalard grew stronger.

Five months later, half a year later, based on when the inauguration ceremony of the warrior was screened.

Now, wherever you go on the continent, the name of the Lumian Kalad is familiar. Those gathered in the temple chanted the name of the warrior with the Lord's name.

It's not just the Temple. The wandering bard begins to sing praises about the warriors. I could see the children in the alleyways arguing that they would act as Roman Kalad.

The warrior's jewelry was also sold beautifully.

The pattern on the left chest of the armor worn at the inauguration ceremony was the result of a late illumination, which was actually a symbol of the Kalad family.

Thanks to this, Kalad Land is suffering from people rushing in like water.

‘How are you, son? ’

Baron Luno Calard opens the window of the Monastery and looks out.

Today, too, the land was swarming with many people. The inns that began to build late satisfied him. I wanted to dance to the endless mass in the phase of my son growing up.

However, it was also true that he had an anxious heart on the one hand.

‘I miss you. ’

So far away, like someone else.

I didn't want to be apart anymore.

It seemed like it would be awkward forever. I felt like I was going to be something other than my own child and fly away.

And the same was true of the four candidates who were in the class at the headquarters of the Church.

‘If he bragged about becoming a warrior candidate....'

‘It will be further away. Before that…….'

‘I also perform. Don't let the Lumen get any further. So I can still be around. ’

‘I miss you, Lumian. ’

Theoro Schutgar, Boomer Simpson, Carl Krone, and Tania Eloise live a fierce day of painting the Lumen.

Their darkest hearts went up to heaven. with aspirations of thousands, tens of thousands and thousands of continents. This was an unparalleled amount of energy compared to what Lumian Kalad had felt before.

It was a completely different story, of course, to make it your own.

Exactly!

“Why don't you understand that? I'm not doing that. ”

“No, if it's that easy……."

“You said you wanted to go down after finishing your training. Then do something about it. ”

“Yep.”

The loudmouth lumen closes his eyes again.

And I focused on the nerves that came to form the trust, the trust, and the bond of the people that were pouring in.

Alia looks at him seriously.

It was an ominous feeling that struck her head a week ago.

‘What the hell is he preparing for? ’

After a long stay of divinity, Alia had close insight into the prophecy.

That's what her gut was telling me. This opponent's card is really dangerous. No matter what happens, it won't be weird.

‘It could be worse than I thought. We have to quickly extract the Lumian's potential...'

I was so nervous.

Of course it didn't change anything.

In fact, the accomplishments that Lumian Khalard is showing now were remarkable.

He always gave her more than she thought. He was getting strong fast enough to think he was too bruised.

‘Okay, let's stay calm. The Lord forbid I should be shaken. In order for the Lumians to concentrate, they have to be more spontaneous....'

It was time to think about it.

Armion, the archangel standing quietly beside him, sends his thoughts to Alia.

Mother of the great world, Alia.

All of a sudden, you don't talk.

It seems that the Lumian Khalard has been enlightened.

Huh? Oh... I see. Definitely.

Armion was right. In performing posture, he was deeply immersed in his own world, just before the big growth.

Jushin smiled.

We need to stay quiet for a while. In a week's time, we should be able to fully rehabilitate the epiphany.

Yes, it is.

We should keep an eye on him until he wakes up, because he might get on board.

After summoning the chair, Alia settles down quietly.

It must be hard for a normal person to look at one person for a week, but she was a god who had endured a great deal of time. This was only for a moment.

However, the time for the Lumians to meditate had far exceeded Alia's expectations.

A day.

A week.

A month.

Half a year.

A luminous collar that remains in play for almost a year.

Looking at him like that, Alia's reaction was embarrassing.

‘How long...? ’