Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

Lumian Kalad and Baku have been working on a new plan for months. In the meantime, they stopped searching for Secareos' hideout and devoted their lives to wandering through the metropolitan areas of the city.

“What, it's Baku? ”

“Baku the Black Mage? How dare you rebel against the former Demon King Sacks? ”

“Well, they say it's an alias...."

“You're under arrest! That's what Cecaros said. Then why is he suddenly here? ”

“You traitor! What did you come up with? ”

Not all cities responded favorably to Baku. He used to be rumored to be good in the past, but many bad things have happened since the son of Massin came down and lost his life with Sacks.

However, the reaction seemed to have shifted 180 degrees by the moment Baku opened his mouth and unravelled the story about the Lumen.

"...... Is this, is this true? ”

“Actually... it would be... There's evidence. The recording...."

“Besides, you saw it. A terrible curse fell on the heart of the warrior...... It was clearly imbued with the power of Javahik who drank it. There's no way Javahik could have intervened in the barn by himself, so all I can think about is that he used his hands. ”

“Oh, my God. No matter how brave you are, you can't possibly have done something this horrible! ”

A great fury blooms in the minds of the demons. Another great sympathy rose.

It's not just a confessor. It was a sympathetic reporter who had not lived for decades.

No matter how strong I was, I wasn't jealous. I was not envious at all, despite the amazing appearance of the devil himself. Rather, I'm sad, sad, and frustrated. Despite being completely irrelevant, the Mages began to take this matter seriously, just like their own work.

Writers used to criticize the case and distribute it around them. Those skilled in the painting shot the high magician and Drinkin's son through the Great Plains. The same was true of the musicians, and rumors about the warrior Lumian Khalard spread rapidly across the country with wings.

That's how all the Horsemen of the Magic Family learned of the recent months of war.

Of course, there was no one on his side.

“Come out immediately and unravel the curse of the warrior! ”

“Apologize to the Lumian Khalard for all the men! ”

“Women also oppose the brutality of Cecaros! Forgive me!”

“Forgive! Forgive! ”

“Come out, don't hide! The remaining heads of the 108 families, come quickly and ask for forgiveness and fight with the right force! ”

Ordinary horsemen who have lived as dominant for thousands of years.

The difference in power, the difference in identity, has taken away the opportunity to speak. I took away the freedom to act. They had to endure, endure and endure for the rest of their lives. It was because everyone was afraid to lose their lives.

But this time no one was afraid of them. I didn't hide or run away scared to lose my life.

A value that is more precious and noble than life, and should never be invaded.

The son of Massin and the 108 family touched it, and the regular horses couldn't take it anymore.

Their fury begins to envelop the entire machinery.

Woooooo...!

And just as great compassion, sorrow, and encouragement and cheering began to flow into the body of the Lumian Kalad. He was thus achieving unbelievable growth compared to when he first entered the Magic System.

‘I don't feel too good... ….'

Attempted. Inability. Sympathy.

Words like the curse, which have made you hard and discouraged all your life. In fact, because of the trauma, the lumen often had nightmares. It's been worse since I got into the barn.

It was so shameful and burdensome to reveal such a strong complex to everyone, or Manma. I thought, ’Should I do this?' I tried to get rid of them all and find a place to die quietly.

However, such thoughts flew away because of the ideas that followed.

‘What I said at the end of that dreary life when I was Ryan Fromheart, not Lumian Kalad. ’

He made the highest reputation thanks to his noble sacrifice in the Holy City, and everyone, both old and old, respected him.

If I had been properly confronted, I would have been one of the greatest knights in the history of the continent and been praised forever.

At that crucial time, he uttered his last will and testament: "I want to have sex."

It wasn't just once. Sex, sex, sex, sex. Fuck, I want to have sex. Again and again, he kept mentioning.

"in front of many people, including His Majesty the Knight. I saw the look on people's faces back then. ’

You'd be surprised. The knight who lived his whole life solemnly and quietly threw away his face just before he died and uttered such vulgar words. The lumen huffs and laughs.

But after a while, the smile went out of his face. His expression becomes more serious and the energy around him subsides.

The Lumian, sitting still for about a minute, mutters to himself.

“You're full, I am. ”

It was true.

He really had no dreams, no hopes, no future. That's why I was more desperate than anyone else, and my heart trembled with desire than anyone else. I thought I could sell my soul for sex.

But he was different now.

To be precise, I lost my mind. I saw the possibility of gaining a young body, increasing my life expectancy, and gaining a strong and large object and shining.

"Please, just once! Unlike my previous life, I had time to relax.

I can do it anytime, but after a while I can do it unconditionally. Such an uncomfortable thought was continuing to make him lazy.

‘Idiot. Ryan Fromheart didn't do this. I was really ready to do anything then. I was ready for anything to have sex with. ’

I felt ashamed of myself for telling the Horsemen about this.

I can't believe you're so afraid to show me stuff for five seconds without thinking about giving it up.

I can't believe you thought that!

You can't do that! ’

From that moment on, the lumen changed. I followed this plan much more actively and sincerely than when I struck down the heads of the 108 families full of anger and hatred.

Of course, the fact that I was ashamed remained unchanged, but the harder I acted. During the day, I went back and forth to many cities, and at night, I continued to replace the minds of the horses who gathered like that with performances.

Fortunately, that achievement far exceeded the level of his perception. Rather, it was better than when I gained the hearts of continents in the new world.

‘Well, you have no choice. ’

Human faith and aspirations. This is certainly a great power, but to be honest, purity tends to decline. It was a huge force coming from wanting to ensure his‘ safety ’.

But the Horsemen were different. Although there were penalties for being different, their minds were pure and clear enough not to care about them.

I didn't want anything. I didn't want anything.

The Mages only wish that the Lumian Khalard can escape the curse of incapacity. even though there is nothing that can help them.

‘Thank you, horseman brothers. And sisters.’

At this moment, the goal between the humans and the Horsemen was no longer a problem.

The Horsemen support the warriors, not the Mages, and the warriors express their deepest gratitude to the Mages, not the humans. There was a conversation that was unlikely to happen. All the miracles that the Lumians have done have been greater than all the others combined.

As time passed, it was finally December.

Flower-like 20 years old. When the golden time was less than a month away.

“Mr. Baku. ”

“Yes?"

“I feel it, the energy of Cecaros. ”

"......!"

Finally, Lumian Kalad has succeeded in detecting Marcin's son's lair.

Baku smiled so joyfully that he could not put his words into words. And I said,

“Well, well, well! When are you leaving? After resting and putting yourself at your best... …."

“You don't have to. You're free to go now. ”

The Lumian smiles brightly. In his smile, he felt that he had not been able to find it for the past year. And anger, of course.

Gulp

Barku swallows a dry saliva, glimpsing the immense emotion that lay flat on his face, but lifted him up like a mountain in a moment.

It was only for a short while, but I was worried about him. Of course, that didn't last long.

He gives you a cheerful smile, like a lumen.

“Then I'll be right there...."

Papot

And even before Baku's words end, the Lumian grabs hold of him and moves quickly.

The horse was moving. It was truly comparable to a moment's movement. They traveled hundreds of kilometers in a matter of seconds.

In their eyes, there were beings who searched so hard.

I recall the horrific smile on the face of Lumian Kalad.

“No!”

“How did you get here...."

“When did he get here? I must have installed the alarm magic...."

Pibbybick, Pibbybick! Pibbybicks!

“Oh, shit! What's the point of sounding like a warrior after he broke in here? ”

Seven appeared to be the heads of the 108 families, talking loudly and looking at the lumen with a desperate look.

They've been hiding all along, but I've heard rumors. How strong this warrior is. how badly the heads of the other 108 families were beaten.

In fact, hiding here itself was harshly telling me their inferiority, so there was nothing more to say. They turn white as if they were facing an unbreachable mountain.

Only the son of Marcin, who was sitting on the throne, was able to raise his strength and prepare for a battle that would soon follow.

He shouts with plenty of Margie.

“Wake up! He's alone! I'll ask my father to lend me his strength. And I'll share it with you. Then we can make it to the Middle Ages! ”

Thinking about what you've been hiding up until now, it doesn't make sense, but the power in your voice is so great that the leaders make a tempting face.

However, Lumian Kalad's continued words were even more intense.

“I will show you mercy. ”

"......?"

I won't do anything if you kill yourself cleanly in front of me. ”

"Crazy bastard! What's the point of dying? ”

"Is that mercy? What nonsense..."

"If you refuse to do so, I will take your valuables. ”

"!"

"And I will do my best to stay healthy for the rest of my life. ”

"......."

“Decide, will you choose an honorable death, or will you be a traitor for over a hundred years?" "

“Damn it!”

One of the leaders of Nazik's cursing speech pulled out his sword from his waist.

He stabs himself in the neck without hesitation.