The Hero Disciple Is Back

EP.36 – 35. The master is busy as the master, and the disciple is busy as the disciple

“The weather is nice today.”

Roll!

The dragon egg shakes its body (?) loudly, agreeing with me. Being able to express this much means that maybe it is possible to communicate with the main body inside the egg with magic… .

“I’m sorry. I can’t use magic.”

Roll!

“Are you okay?”

Roll!

“You are such a good boy.”

Roll! Roll!

I want to call Mr. Lars and ask for telepathic magic… . There was a fear that casting a spell on a newborn baby (?) might have a bad effect, and it was inevitable that Mr. Lars was busy, but he was just calling him for childcare issues.

‘Because I just need to do what I can at this moment.’

What should I say… .

Could it be that the future me may not be as good a guardian as I thought? Or maybe I don’t say what I need to say to my child as much as I thought.

Don’t be confident about the future. Don’t trust your future self too much. Don’t expect the future to be wonderful and happy. If you think it’s something you’ll have to do in the future, do it right now in reality. If it’s not something you can do right now, don’t expect it from your future self.

If you ask me what the most valuable lesson I learned while living as a mercenary was, this is what I could answer. I’ve never seen mercenaries properly do what they set out to do in the future. Most of them either die or don’t reach the great future they thought they would. It’s not just mercenaries. It is natural that the world betrays humans countless times and gives them trials, so there is no rational basis for believing that the future will not betray them.

so it’s still in the egg

Now, when we can’t meet your eyes

There will be words that will put you at ease.

You can comfortably say the words that you cannot say when you see each other in the present moment. If you think like that, I thought it wouldn’t be bad to spend time like this. Shall we say that it is similar to the so-called parents who talk to the unborn baby in the womb?

“Come to think of it, I haven’t decided on a name yet.”

Roll! Roll! Roll!

The dragon egg reacted violently. It was a very intense reaction that felt like ‘you just realized that?!’. It must be an interpretation that is not very different from the emotions that dragon eggs currently have, right?

“No, names are usually given even when fully born.”

Roll! Roll! swarm!

It’s probably ‘okay! Do you mean ‘decide quickly!’?

“Okay, okay. Don’t settle now.”

swarm… .

calmed down I guess that was the correct answer.

But the name… .

It’s not something I haven’t thought about. Just ‘this is it!’ The problem was that I couldn’t think of a name I wanted yet. He should have been able to think of all the names he knew and come up with plausible names, but among them, ‘This is it!’ there was nothing I wanted.

“How is Frey?”

Terrure! Terrure!

“okay okay. I will cancel this name.”

… calmed down

I thought it was a pretty good name. But it was one of the most common names in the Empire… . But surely the dragon egg didn’t reject such an inside story? Hmm. is that so ridiculous?

“Angela?”

swarm! swarm!

“Priscilla?”

swarm! swarm!

When I listed the names that I thought were plausible, all of them were rejected by the dragon egg.

Got a little hurt.

I thought about it a lot, but it was all rejected… .

No, I had to leave one.

If there was a problem, it was because there was a bit of a problem with that one.

‘Because it’s a name that seems to have copied the student’s name as it is.’

When Sarah returns later

When I ask what his name is

When I say the name, I say too openly, ‘Ah. Master must have been thinking a lot about me.’ Besides, he doesn’t seem like that, but he’s a quick-witted kid… . In many ways, the name was not.

But… .

Rolling around~ Rolling over! Rolling around~ Rolling over!

He rolled his body (?) hard and said, ‘I’m in a hurry! Decide quickly!” . In the end, I had to say that there was only one left.

“ostrich… .”

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Just looking at the name doesn’t it just remind you of ‘Sera’? Even though I remembered it, it was a name I left out because I thought it wasn’t… . There was nothing more left of it. That said, I couldn’t say a proper name that wasn’t sincere… . It was a really tough choice for me. I’d rather have the dragon egg reject it, but… .

Roll around, roll around, roll around

“Is it good?”

Roll!

… Unfortunately, I seemed to like it too much.

I was showing off that I liked it like that, but I couldn’t pretend I didn’t know.

What to say to Sarah later… .

Is praying in the hope that I won’t get caught is all I can do?

‘Mercenaries do not all believe in God, but in the end, they are always the ones who seek God in the end.’ .

Remembering what an old man I met on a battlefield once said to me, I looked up at the sky as if I was in trouble.

A truly blue sky was looking down at me.

♧♧♧

-Mercenaries do not believe in God, but in the end, they are always the ones who seek God in the end. But yours seems different.

The old man who had walked the path of the sword all his life remembered the young man he met on the battlefield. The gray-haired man was a mercenary, but not a mercenary. It was because those eyes were clearer than those of any knight with integrity no matter what anyone said, and they were eyes that only those who never betrayed chivalry in this filthy world and walked the path to the end could have it. In fact, the reason he shared swords without running away from the confrontation with himself, where only defeat and death were promised, was to save even one more human life.

Was that so?

In the end, he couldn’t cut the man.

The one who was crazy about the sword and was said to be content only when it was always stained with blood.

Was that so?

It wouldn’t be strange if it had passed quite a bit and was forgotten in my memory. The man’s eyes continue to come to mind. Every time I look into your eyes, I think of you. What kind of eyes do you have? Compared to those eyes, my own eyes… .

It must be nothing more than dirty filth… .

How did it come to be like this?

I don’t remember too well.

I just hope that the end of this life will come soon.

By the way… .

“Old man! I’m done!”

… He had a disciple of himself.

It was said that he was a candidate for the hero, and the emperor entrusted him at will.

I just want to ignore it, but… .

I couldn’t pretend I didn’t know when I was looking at the little boy who was not looking good at all. Even though he gave it the grandiose name of a candidate for a hero, he knew very well that imperial officials couldn’t care enough about a child like that. So, I ended up taking it.

To think that the so-called Sword Demon would take care of a child.

Even if you think about it, it can’t be something that really suits you.

‘It’s not a sinful person like me, but that gray-haired mercenary should raise disciples, and that seems like the right thing to do… . This must also be the fate decided by the world.’

There’s no way a sinful guy like himself can raise disciples properly, so he doesn’t think he has the qualifications to raise disciples… . Still, since he has lived his entire life wielding a sword, there must be something he can teach that child. Well, there’s only one way to kill people… . If that child is a candidate for the hero, nothing will be more helpful than this.

“brother!!!!!!!”

“What’s going on?”

It is not that there is an older brother. It was just that the bandits who built and ransacked the mountain near the mountain where he was living called him that. Since it was a good mountain to live in, I first went to the mountain house that occupied this area and exchanged greetings lightly. The Sword Demon didn’t stop it. It was because it was convenient in many ways to dedicate this and that to yourself. He decided that it was not worth worrying about because they were all solved by just pulling out the sword.

“It’s a big deal! big deal!”

“What’s going on?”

“That’s what you mean.”

That’s why I was careless.

Fu-wook!

“… your guy.”

The dagger that the bandit leader was holding stabbed the Sword Demon in the stomach.

“Kuk-kuk. Do you think even a swordsman can be careless if he cringes hard?”

The bandit boss should have been able to handle Aura, but he was still a rural bandit boss. It was natural that he couldn’t be at the level of being able to fool the senses of a superhuman, and that was the case. But that was what happened. A swordsman who is at the level of a superman. The Sword Demon soon found out why.

“Is it a magic sword… Cool!”

“Cluck. It’s a magic sword. It’s just a good sword that wants to eat some human blood. see? I, a mere bandit boss, won’t make you this strong! I just gave you some blood! cluck! They reward you as much as you give them, but how can this not be a good sword?!”

magic sword

No one knows exactly how it was made. There is a theory that it was made at the hands of a blacksmith full of resentment, and there is a theory that demons literally sent it from the demon world to bring disaster to the human world.

only one thing is important

Whenever a demon sword appears

In human history, countless rivers of blood flowed and mountains of countless corpses piled up. There are no exceptions. It was because the magic sword had a poisonous poison that polluted the mind to the extent that even the clergy went mad with blood.

At the same time… .

“what? Why is my body?”

The bandit leader was taken aback when his body began to dry up like a mummy. Watching such an empty end, the Sword Demon simply commented.

“A stupid thing.”

The magic sword wants a strong swordsman. That’s why I try to parasitize the strongest person around me. In the wild, the bandit boss is the strongest, so he parasitized on the boss, but now the bandit boss is looking for the sword demon, saying that he will retaliate for looking down on himself and looking down on him. Therefore, the body of the bandit leader was no longer needed, so it was discarded.

Squeeze!

The magic sword, which was in the form of a dagger, has changed.

It was exactly the same as the sword the sword demon was holding.

Teeing! Teeing!

Demonic swords flew and attacked the Sword Demon, and the Sword Demon swung his sword and confronted him.

‘It doesn’t stop the bleeding!’

I tried to stop the bleeding by applying an aura, but to no avail. It seemed that it was because it was a wound caused by a demonic sword. No matter how superhuman you are, if you shed too much blood, you will die.

‘I can’t die like this!’

The worst thing was that the demonic sword could parasitize even a corpse. By parasitizing on a corpse, the corpse can use the same abilities as before it was alive. Of course, since it’s a corpse, I won’t be able to use it for a long time, but… . The problem is, if a demonic sword becomes parasitic on the corpse of a swordsman who is at the level of a superhuman… . A short amount of time was enough to pile up countless rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.

More than anything

‘My disciple will die first!’

It was something that should never have happened.

Even if these hands are stained with the blood of so many people

Even the blood of the disciple he cared for could not be buried.

Whatever it was, it couldn’t be.

“Kuaaa!!!!!”

The Sword Demon used all of his energy, literally even his own original source, and literally put the last sword into his beloved sword.

Paperweight!

The sword couldn’t stand it because it contained too much energy, so it cracked.

‘Hold on! please! This is the first and last request! I have to get rid of that guy!’

It doesn’t matter if this life ends

please

Black endured.

And the final mission was completed.

aaa!!

The force was so great that it caused an earthquake in the entire mountain.

Of course, the sword couldn’t stand that power and couldn’t find it at all, but the sword fulfilled its mission to the very end.

“Cool!”

Although it was gray, it was still the body of a superman, so unlike that of an ordinary old man, the white hair that felt alive was not much different from the white hair of an old man who seemed to die at any moment. It was a look that showed how much the Sword Demon had devoted everything to this sword.

“Huh. Huh! Cool!”

The Sword Demon grabbed his heart and coughed up blood. Even if this one sword could not extinguish the demonic sword and became a host, it was the price of sacrificing one’s own vitality unsparingly, judging that the demonic sword would not be of much use with a body that was in a mess due to Jinwonjingi. There were no regrets. Since he has thoroughly destroyed his body to this extent, even if the demonic sword uses him as a host… . If it’s your own disciple, maybe… .

That was when I was thinking about it.

“female. old man.”

“… … ?!”

Tragedy happened.

The magic sword did not disappear. That didn’t mean he wasn’t hurt. It was a real pity that the demonic sword sacrificed most of itself at the last moment and was able to leave only a small part. And part of it changed the target to ‘an object that can be easily made into a host’ rather than ‘an outstanding swordsman suitable as a host’ unlike usual for his own survival.

It was a tragedy that could not have been predicted by the Sword Demon, who had never thought that the demonic sword had a desire to survive and could arbitrarily change its target.

In the end, a part of the demon’s sword was parasitized by the disciple of the sword demon, who could easily make it into a host.

‘Is this the price of sin… .’

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Just the path of the sword, with only one desire to see the end, shed a lot of blood… . Is this the punishment the world has inflicted on me?

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Jittery

My hands are shaking.

A disciple approaches.

“female. old man! Help me! line. no!”

The disciple shouts at the moving body regardless of his will. However, the body controlled by the demonic sword ignores the order. I just approached the dying Sword Demon while holding a demonic sword in the form of a dagger. Neither the sword demon nor the disciple knew what that meant.

“Old man! kill me! hurry!”

To the disciple, the Sword Demon was the first proper adult he had ever met. He was taciturn and not kind, but he was a really proper adult and guardian who always looked out for himself and said he was wrong when he did something wrong. That’s why I didn’t like it. I don’t want to see his blood. That’s why I’d rather die.

But that earnest wish

The Sword Demon could not listen.

“… Inseok-ah. What kind of grandfather in the world could kill a baby boy?”

“… … ?!”

The Sword Demon could not kill his disciple.

I never expressed it properly because I didn’t know how to express it, but it was because to him, the disciple was already his blood. There could be no adult who could kill his lineage, and there should not be.

That’s why the sword demon couldn’t do anything to the disciple.

“Close your eyes.”

“no! I hate it! Kill me!”

“It is not your fault. It will all be a punishment for my sinful nature.”

“grandfather!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“sorry… .”

The Sword Demon closed his eyes and smiled. That was the only action that came out of his earnest desire to lessen the wound of his disciple even a little.

So if you had your eyes open, you would have seen it.

No matter how dying his body was, his eyes were superhuman.

Teeing!

“It is not too late.”

appearance of a third person

no

It was the ‘appearance of the warrior’.

It was a perfect fit for the warrior’s law of appearing at the worst possible moment.