268 – Battle of the World’s Strongest – 1
In Leonardo’s original plan, it was decided that Ain would also stay at his hometown.
When I was Raynald, I planned to do this as an apology for treating Ain as a familiar and not giving him a proper tour of his hometown.
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[I will return to the mansion.]
Ain said firmly and left her father’s hometown.
The reason was more logical and simpler than expected.
[Right now, Dark Chris and Saint Lumine need my help.]
Chris had not yet mastered the ability to use poison in Yonginhwa, and Lumine was already training mentally with only Angela, even without the Sage.
The only people who could solve it were the sage’s successor, Leo himself, and his daughter, Ain.
[I have information on various poisonous creatures and am also familiar with information about dragons thanks to my father. Since the wise man can also transit through me, the efficiency will increase further.]
Based on rationality alone, the words of A-in, who has the same intellect as himself, cannot be refuted indefinitely even if he has the justification of being his father.
Ain’s physical transformation was more dramatic than that of any familiar, and her poison possesses the knowledge to form her highly advanced poison to the point where she anesthetized herself while running amok as Raynald.
She can transform into a dragon through her scales, so in a way, she likely knows the tricks better than she does.
Although she lacked insight and combat experience, Ain even used that as an excuse to take the sage with him.
[Isn’t it good for father and mother to be together?]
Ain added that a hero is the right person to control the demon lord’s anger, but it would not be an illusion that she somehow felt a dark feeling in the previous sentence.
It was clear as a basis for speculation that other people were in favor rather than opposed.
‘…I am also the one who passed over…’
The words telling her to settle down in her hometown were pretty sweet words for Leo as well. Leo also found training in his hometown to be more soothing to his heart.
“…Wow…Oh my…”
“You lasted longer than you thought.”
No, that’s not it either.
Looking at Aria’s chest shaking as she swayed, Leo felt her heart rate rise.
Aria wears simple everyday clothes used in the village, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that there is no picture.
The white mountain range drawn on nothing more than white cotton clothes stimulated the man’s infantile instinct, and the pelvic waves flowing through padded jeans triggered his reproductive instinct like the ocean of life.
Aria’s sweat drops, which do not give in to Anus’s classical and arduous practice of elemental magic, and follow her pantingly, are more beautiful than any form of water.
“I’m drooling. This girl…”
“You don’t have to worry because it doesn’t flow. Brother.”
The moment Dean tried to tease Leo, who was blankly looking at Aria, Leo counterattacked by turning her eyes right on Dean, who had killed her presence.
In fact, the saliva did not flow out, but was kept well in the corners of the mouth and swallowed well at the back of the throat.
“…Well, I was a real kid when I was young, but now I’m like a bear.”
“Both the brother and the bear win. “I’m weird.”
“It’s not just a dragon rising from a stream, it’s really a godsend.”
Dean is naturally smiling and talking comfortably, but Leo can see the trembling movement of his hands.
Even though he wants to treat himself rationally as a younger brother, he feels an instinctive fear of being emotionally a vessel for the devil.
I don’t feel that much resentment.
In a way, becoming a vessel for the devil is no different from karma.
“…You don’t have to overdo it.”
“…Thank you, but this is something I really don’t want to hear from you. Is this the line I need to say?”
“Maybe so.”
Dean chuckles, but at the same time takes a deep breath. Judging by the way his fur trembles, it seems like this is the end of breaking the awkwardness.
“Leo, I… want to apologize to you.”
“About what?”
“…About Mr. Ren.”
Apologies, their apologies are now… No, it was an understandable action from the beginning.
Your situation will seem like a tragedy to those watching from afar.
If you only look at the results, it would be a tragedy, but you are the one who chose the results through the process.
“…Even if I couldn’t beat my brother, I would have secretly gone out, right?”
A foolish fish swimming in an unseen destiny, its path to becoming a fish will be closer to the black dragon of chaos than the white dragon of order.
“…No, rather than that kind of problem…”
Dean cannot bear to continue speaking due to Leo’s understanding and understanding.
Even if that’s not what I’m trying to say now, Leo’s attitude right now was so detached.
“…I… First told Mr. Ren that it would be a good idea to send you to school.”
“…School…”
Even though I’ve already graduated, it’s probably a place I still wanted to go to.
It was also the reason why I threw a tantrum because I wanted to go to my mother for the first time, a place where I could learn and make friends.
No one knew it would be the last.
“…I was sorry about that. “If everyone had saved up a little bit of money to give…”
“Mom probably rejected it. “She would have already rejected it.”
“…Okay. “Maybe it was.”
Ren refused to receive much help directly from the villagers. No matter what she did, all she got was babysitting and side dishes.
Leo’s school problems may also fall into that category.
“…I still have regrets. “I wonder if there would have been a different result if I had done a little better.”
“…There was no such thing as what if. “I know better.”
Even at the point where regression has occurred, this is something that can be answered because we are now living a life after regression.
Is it reasonable for humans to anticipate the branching branches of causality? Even if they burn their bodies, they can only barely go against it.
Even though it is only a very small amount.
“…You speak exactly the same as Mr. Ren. “It’s so… similar.”
“…There is nothing to be too sorry about. “It definitely didn’t disappear just because of school issues.”
Unless she was an idiot, she would have figured out that Ren had more problems than that.
It’s obviously a problem related to her own lineage and soul.
Aside from this, the issue of the Demon King’s vessel was entirely karma.
“But I think you should go outside the village and go to a proper school…”
Passy…!
“…Kwaaah…Ang…!”
Dean’s words are cut off by a faint groan that echoes like a thunderbolt in the dry sky. This was not a poetic metaphor, but an intuitive description of what happened to Aria.
“…Do we really need to practice in such an extreme way? “I told you it was the fastest way, but…”
Anus did not want to force a training method like this that was tantamount to directly damaging torture.
The reason I told you this was to serve as a foundation for persuading others about the other training methods explained in the latter part.
No matter how quick the method is, there is no way that having your bare body struck by lightning, burned with fire, or frozen into ice is normal.
Aria knew that, so out of consideration for the villagers, she carried out this torture-like practice in a deep forest with many spirits.
“…And…It’s okay. “Anyway… it’s within the range where divinity can be restored.”
“…Even so… Well… I wonder what the point is if we resemble each other in this way.”
An extreme training method of elemental magic, in terms of degree, it would be equivalent to inserting mana into the heart and practicing mana.
“…Do you really have to… Do it like that?”
To be attacked by the spirit in charge of that attribute in order to understand the spirit itself.
The principle of absorbing the mana of the attacking spirit into the body and increasing understanding of its properties in a short period of time.
Normally, it would have been a miracle that happened by chance, but to Ariasviel, it seemed like nothing more than a type of quick training method.
“…I stopped him too. “I’m wondering if you’re overdoing it from the start.”
Leo clearly stopped Ariasviel.
The meditation method taught by Anus was also more efficient than the training method used in the magic tower.
There was some opposition from Leo because it had to be done naked, but I thought the practice itself wasn’t bad.
But Aria.
[Anyway, compared to the training in Seong-Blood Fighting, it’s a bit of a challenge. It will be fine.]
In this way, I was stabbing the guilt from my Raynald days and trying a training method that was fast, but painful and dangerous and had become obsolete.
‘…It would be completely different from just holding on.’
That level of power can be withstood just by the aura worn on the body. Originally, it was normal that there wouldn’t be any injuries.
In order to understand and contain the spirit’s mana as a body, I had to focus on absorbing attacks, not defense.
As a result, internal injuries beyond trauma accumulate in the body.
In normal circumstances, it would have been right not to allow it, but Aria had abilities that other spiritists did not have.
‘…I can’t believe I’m just going to chalk it up to the recovery power of divinity…’
In fact, it is a harsher method than the elemental magic training that was done at the Magic Tower.
No matter how much I recover.
The body is baked by heat and electricity, immersed in cold and moisture, and the pain of being bitten by wind and rocks remains.
Furthermore, since it does not completely remain as a divinity, the residual scars not only cause mental fatigue but also physical exhaustion.
“…Keueuuuúuuu…”
Has Arias Phil reached her limit? Now she falls to her knees.
This forced march from the first day was an ordeal that even Leo could not endure. In the first place, it was impossible for Leo’s regenerative and divine powers to heal such wounds immediately.
“…Come on, let’s stop here for today.”
“Okay. “Should I have stopped it sooner?”
“Because I can’t handle him on my own.”
If she had any more strength left, Arya would have shaken herself off and subjected her body to this torture parade again.
On the contrary, I feel fortunate that she has lost strength in her pain, and I laugh at a situation that is as paradoxical as her own.
“I should have used the holy sword instead. Then the divine power will be filled right away.”
When using the holy sword, mana is instantly replaced with divinity without praying, and can be used for healing.
Originally, Aria Spiel maintained his position as the strongest in this way, but now he was raising his body by squeezing out divinity with only his body.
“…It’s okay… It would be nice if I could fight without the holy sword… Right?”
At any other time, I would nod my head and say it’s great, but now it seems so obvious that my intentions are so obvious that I feel like I should be scolded.
“It’s not okay at all. I know it’s difficult, but please cooperate with each other to some extent. Even if you look at me.”
Neither the Holy Sword nor Aria deny it, but it feels like they are not very desirable.
Leo also knew that the feeling of being present at the same time was not very good, so he did not force it any further.
“Let’s go and rest quickly. “Your body even smells like grilled meat.”
“…Ser…Really!?”
“Uh. “I’m still seeing some improvement.”
It may be closer to the smell of burnt clothes, but it’s not a lie. She must have been fatally persuasive to Aria, who still had girlish emotions.
“…Ma…Is it really that bad?”
She hurriedly placed herself against her body and took in her breath through her nose. The look on Aria’s face was so cute that she wanted to bite her based on her fragrant scent.
“It’s already fragrant, but it will get even more fragrant after a bath, so go in and take a rest. Miss.”
“…Uh…Yeah…”
Aria Spiel must have been completely embarrassed by the tone she used during her time as a dedicated knight, so she blushed and turned her head.
She is a very easy woman to understand.
Purrr…
Should I say it is different or consistent?
Black Aria on the Holy Sword side was also trembling.
I could tell for sure because Leo himself was carrying it around now.
‘…There’s no way our relationship will get better like this.’
Just as the two poles of magnetic force are pushed apart when they meet, human relationships are also aligned when people of the same nature meet.
Her self-loathing was even worse now.
“…Let’s take a bath and rest first. “I’m pretty tired from training, too.”
Leo was confined to the house as much as he trained in a theoretical manner, but that did not mean that research to establish a new theory would be easy.
Adjustment of holy blood fighting techniques and unique magic, and even redefinition of the unique magic given by the Blacktop Lord as a form of combat.
If she hadn’t taken a break back home, it wouldn’t have been surprising if she exploded again from stress.
“…Momo…Bath?!”
She was only talking about taking a bath, but Aria Spiel’s whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted again.
“…Why take a bath…”
Soon, Leo also blushes in embarrassment.
This was because what Aria imagined also appeared in Leo’s head.
‘…Ho… Did you interpret this to mean that we should bathe together?’
Even though it was during Raynald’s time, Leo is still aware of what he did.
There is no such intention in what I just said.
No, but…
‘…Does this mean it’s okay if we do it together…?’
Leo was also definitely a man.
There was a wall in my mind to the point where my senses were castrated, but through various events, the wall was breaking down and becoming thinner.
This continued with an outpouring of desire.
“…Ugh…Let’s go in and think about it first.”
“…Yeah…Yeah. OK.”
The two men and women give off a strange atmosphere.
There are only two people at home, and it is still light, but my tired and cooling body doesn’t care about that and just wants rest and comfort.
“…Ugh…At least bath water…”
“Uh oh…! “Maybe it’s because I’m in so much pain… so I’ll do it quickly…”
Wow…!
The holy sword was pulled out as if it had been waiting.
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“Huh?!”
Then he tried to put it in Aria’s hand.
Whirik…
Soon, the spun holy sword is embedded in Aria’s chest.
“aaah!!”
“…Aria!!”
The reaction was revealed in an instant. Could it be that Black Aria is truly trying to kill Baek Aria again?
He rushed to Aria, even assuming a temporary heart and lung design using black stone.
“aaahhh…!”
It was a moan that sounded like a cry, and Leo paused for a moment even though he was surprised by the moan.
“…Uh…Huh?”
Arya’s body was briefly covered with divinity, and within seconds she was healed.
“…My body… Has recovered.”
The process was a little rough, but the pain was mild and her body healed overall. Eventually, as if in displeasure, her holy sword slipped out of her chest, slipped on her shirt, and fell to her floor.
Leo’s proud display of his sword seemed to show that they were getting along well as promised.
“…Thank goodness! In fact, it worked out well! “With this, I can easily recover from fatigue during training!”
Leo, being a Leo, evaluated positively, saying, ‘Black Aria is willing to cooperate.’
You can recognize Baek Aria because it is the same Aria.
‘…Are you going to come out like this?’
Naturally, the story of the bath is over.
Targeting Leo’s efficiency is extremely cunning.
Black Aria’s expression was not visible because it was inside the holy sword, but it was obvious even without looking.
It is a mental feeling of electric sound resonating. Since they are the same person, their thoughts and thoughts are somewhat connected.
Black Aria, who sneers and hides her laughter at that single word, is kind to her gaze.
The intersection of tense psychological warfare.
White and black collide on a completely different scale.