Chapter 148 : Chapter 148
Chapter 148
It was clear a false rumor that all wizards have bad personalities spread because of this.
“It must be because pitiful wizards exploded while talking with knights. Where else is there a being who craves reason and wisdom like a wizard…….”
Instantly, a senior who roamed the tower naked saying he would master magic and a junior who jumped into a furnace after invading a smithy saying he would master fire magic came to mind, but there are exceptions in any group.
Excluding those two, there are many more normal people…….
‘Mm.’
Not many.
To be precise, no matter how much I recalled, there were no normal people.
The reason the Vice-Tower Lord, who was far from capable by anyone’s standard, could become the Vice-Tower Lord was also because that human was closest to ‘normal’ among the senior wizards.
‘Well, compared to the human who froze his body saying he would master ice magic, or the human who asked to borrow a soul saying he finally revealed the other side of magicology, that pig was indeed normal…….’
Jeremy, realizing the dark clouds hanging over the magic world, hurriedly shook his head.
‘No, no matter what, wizards are better than knights.’
Didn’t even the doll, which he thought was somewhat reliable, provoke a Master without a single grain of mana?
‘That is truly crazy. Provoking a Master just to try sparring once.’
It was fortunate Count Sven was nearby; without him, the doll would have turned into excellent firewood by now.
‘But then, doesn’t it mean he dodged the attack even after provoking……?’
The moment Jeremy lifted his head at the sudden question, the doll, approaching his side without presence, picked him up.
- Human, danger, evacuate.
“Ugh! What?! Uh? Danger?! That can’t be! Wait, wait a moment!”
If the magic circle is operating, there’s no way he missed it.
Jeremy tried moving mana while hanging on the doll’s shoulder, but there was nothing within the range of the magic circle.
“What? There’s nothing!”
Really, not even an ant was felt in the magic circle.
‘Uh……? Assuming the brother is like that because he has no mana, where are Master and the two Counts…….’
The moment Jeremy turned his head to check where the two Counts were.
Thud. Thud. Thud!
Along with a roar close to an explosion sound, a reddish dot entered his eyes.
There was no need to use magic to confirm the identity of the dot.
Because it didn’t even need the time of a blink for the dot to become a huge Orc.
- Uwoooooo!
Watching the Orc rushing toward Count Mogul with tremendous force, Jeremy muttered as if unbelieving.
“Th, that is really an Orc?”
It’s a bad joke.
If it were an adult Troll or a baby Ogre, maybe, but a guy two heads taller than Count Mogul is merely an Orc?
“Hu, huff…….”
Even though it was far away, the moment he met the guy’s red eyes, his heart shrank and breath stopped.
‘To deal with such a monster.’
That can’t be possible.
Even the two Counts who boasted aura like huge mountains couldn’t compare to that monster.
‘Neither the Young Duke nor the Counts have ever seen that monster. Otherwise, there’s no way they would think of fighting such a monster…….’
Even in the moment consumed by fear forgetting even the fact that he had to breathe, Jeremy persistently held onto his fading consciousness and moved mana.
‘Right now, I must find the witch right now.’
Jeremy clearly remembered the day he first met her.
The witch smiling fishily while captivating the bodies of the Special Mission Unit and Garius.
The helplessness felt at that time and the awe toward magic of a distant level.
“Mi, Mireska…….”
Thinking Mireska was the only being who could overcome such a monster, Jeremy squeezed out his last breath and called the witch’s name.
“Good work, human.”
Along with a soft voice, his consciousness sank.
* * *
Mireska, staring blankly at the fallen Jeremy, turned her gaze to the doll full of question marks.
“I’m disappointed, really. I believed you would protect him.”
-?, ?, ?.
The doll was equally flustered.
Thinking just in case, the moment he felt the Legion Commander’s aura, he carried the wizard and widened the distance, and even confirmed there was no danger around, but to think the wizard collapsed on his own.
The doll, tilting its head looking at Jeremy, conveyed its intention looking at the witch.
- Wizard, weak, dangerous.
- Training, abandon, recommend.
It was said thinking they should give up training in the forest if he loses consciousness at mere Legion Commander-level aura, but Mireska’s thought was different.
“Jeremy is not weak. The enemy is strong.”
The doll floated question marks repeatedly as if asking what that meant, but she didn’t explain separately.
Because for the doll, a strongman who can survive in the depths even with a body without a single grain of mana, the standard of ‘strength’ itself was inevitably different.
‘Thinking about it, maybe it’s fortunate just that that guy who knows nothing but swords took Jeremy and widened the distance.’
Even she herself hadn’t expected Jeremy would lose consciousness facing the fighting spirit for just a moment.
That must have been the same for the doll.
“…Sorry, it’s not your fault though.”
Seeing the doll shrugging its shoulders as if not caring, Mireska smiled bitterly and summoned a subspace in the air.
“As promised, I’ll return the sword. Mm… I clearly put it somewhere here… Not this one… Is it this one?”
While Mireska rummaged through the subspace, the doll approaching right in front at the word sword quickly recalled words.
- Handle, blade, sufficient.
When researching his swordsmanship as a hobby, these were words she heard over thousands of times.
That all he needed to see the end of the sword was a single sword with a handle and a blade.
Of course, she had not the slightest intention of agreeing with such stupid words.
“Idiot, just having a handle and a blade doesn’t make it a sword. It’s usable only because it’s your sword at least, otherwise it’s useless, I tell you?”
Although he also couldn’t understand her like that.
- Handle, blade, sufficient.
Mireska, frowning deeply at the doll recalling the same words, closed her eyes and rummaged through the subspace for a long time.
Because it was clear her insides would turn upside down if she looked at that frustrating appearance.
“Damn it! I really put it somewhere here……! Ah! Found it!”
Finally taking out a black sword, she threw it nervously and shouted.
“Take this and get lost, you sword fetishist!”
The doll, taking the sword and stroking it slowly as if satisfied, nodded.
“Thank you my foot! Idiot! Keep your promise!”
Breaking a promise with a witch is a foolish act.
The doll, nodding once again as if having no intention of doing so, carefully held Jeremy and disappeared into the forest darkness as if melting away.
* * *
Mireska, watching the place where the doll disappeared for a moment, let out a faint sigh.
“Nothing will change even if he does that.”
Still not knowing even the doll’s true name, she vaguely knew the path he was taking.
Seeing the end of the sword by any means necessary.
Although the doll avoided answering whenever she asked, there were parts she was half-convinced of now.
That that soul dwelled in the doll to obtain a body containing no energy whatsoever.
‘A body this world didn’t permit.’
Didn’t he think a pure body where neither mana, nor fighting spirit, nor achievements exist is the optimal body to see the end of the ‘sword’.
‘Unfortunately, the premise itself was wrong.’
Talent is a blessing from God.
If struggle is a duty all life bears with birth, talent is God’s blessing for fierce struggle.
No living being can covet knowledge not permitted by God, nor walk a path not permitted.
As long as God denies his existence, the doll also won’t be able to advance even a single step on the path he walked.
Then someday, he would die struggling in despair he cannot escape like herself.
“Enough, it’s not like it’s just a day or two.”
Whether the doll wishing to walk a path not permitted by God or she trying to escape from the talent given by God, they were the same idiots clinging to impossible things.
The reason frustration and irritation exploded whenever seeing the doll’s consistent appearance was also because she saw her own reflection in the appearance swinging the sword knowing it’s impossible.
“Tsk, that’s why I tried not to move if possible.”
Mireska with a sulky expression recalled Jeremy calling her name.
Why did the human have to call her name there of all places?
“If his body is weak, he should just faint, calling so pitifully makes it impossible to ignore. Really, why call so annoyingly?!”
Well, not that she felt bad that the human wizard looked for her at that moment.
“Is this what being a teacher is?”
Forcibly ignoring the ticklish feeling, she shook her head lightly and turned her gaze to the battlefield where fierce combat was taking place.
Because she was waiting near here to help those two with Garius.
“Hee… Both are quite good, better than I thought? At that level, they might be able to roam quite deep places even if the depths are impossible.”
Although not strong by her standards, compared to the humans she had seen, they were among the best.
“Still a bit lacking as expected.”
Kwaaang!
Every time the Legion Commander’s axe drove the two Counts fiercely, explosion sounds echoed, and huge craters were created.
They were just enduring a bit better than expected, but the battle was one-sided.
- Fun, humans! Try more! More! More! More!
Unlike the Legion Commander who looked fine even after receiving axes and greatswords with his body, the two humans were barely blocking the Legion Commander while forcibly hiding breaths that rose to their chins.
“No, if I have to be picky, should I say it was good?”
Unlike the abilities of the two Masters specialized against multiple opponents, the Legion Commander was rather specialized in one-on-one combat.
“The one using the sword seems to have the ability to recover stamina and mana with blood, and the one using the axe seems to have the ability to absorb the opponent’s life force…….”
Abilities that allowed infinite fighting on a battlefield, but as abilities with clear limits in person-to-person combat, both Counts were failing to show even half of their abilities.
Conversely, the Legion Commander.
- Kuhahaha! It tickles! Tickles, I say! Is that all!
Was busy pressuring the two while swinging his axe madly with foam at his mouth.
“On the other hand, that side has struggle itself as talent.”
That achromatic characteristic was something even she couldn’t grasp with her experience.
A case where the characteristic of the race itself is specialized, obtaining no ability despite being a Master.
Unlike the Orc capable of showing all his abilities, both humans are failing to show their abilities.
If this situation continues, it won’t take long for the two humans to fall.
“Can’t let that happen.”
Watching the battle leisurely, she threw a fist-sized magic stone on the ground and smiled brightly.
“Don’t misunderstand, this isn’t me intervening.”