Chapter 298
"Huh? Me?"
I wasn't particularly surprised.
I had already anticipated this to some extent.
In the original storyline, the Sword Saint died even before the war ended. But even if he had survived, I doubted he would have chosen to become an academy instructor after the war.
He was always portrayed as someone with an unyielding yet eccentric nature, someone who despised being tied down. That was a consistent trait throughout the story.
So if his personality had changed, there was only one possible reason—it had to be because of me.
Saying that to someone else would probably make me sound full of myself, but no matter how I looked at it, I was the only logical cause.
After all, I was the reason this world had deviated from the original story.
Because of my existence alone, the course of the original narrative had been disrupted. People who were supposed to die had survived, and the inevitable conclusion never came.
So if the Sword Saint had changed his mind, it was undoubtedly because of me. If he gave any other reason that didn’t include my name, that would be even stranger.
"Are you talking about me?"
"You don't seem particularly surprised. Did you expect this?"