134. Jordan River Express (2)
The muscular old man, who boasts a tremendous force, said to me with a smile that he seemed kind at first glance, but he hid a heavy blow inside.
“Did you say you were the ruler of the corps?”
“… … Ah, yes.”
“I heard you lost my sword.”
“… … .”
“I’m sure you know what it is, since you’ve used it… … .”
Going crazy.
What is to come has come.
Indeed, in exchange for my permanent loss of [Xcalibur], what will this terrifying man who makes even the current manager kneel ask for?
“I have to hit the head of ruin with that, but this is a little difficult, right?”
“… … me, that’s… … .”
“It is the sword that has been with me all my life. It was the best sword that could cut through anything. I’ve never seen a better weapon than him.”
“… … .”
I wanted to swallow, but it got stuck in my throat and couldn’t go down properly.
It occurred to me that the enemies who faced the Legion’s storm unfolding in front of their eyes must have felt exactly this way.
“Ah, don’t be so frightened. [Excalibur] is a weapon that is like my alter ego, but I have no intention of punishing you for that. Wasn’t it my decision to hand it over anyway? Maybe it’s because I’m too old, and I don’t have the strength to scold anyone.”
The old man, King Arthur, was still talking to me with a soft smile.
If anyone else saw it, I would feel that he wasn’t angry at all, but the message that penetrated my head was warning me of the danger of the old man.
―Hey, that old man is really angry right now. This is the most dangerous time.
―That old man will ask for something in return, but never accept that. The moment you accept their request, you, like me, will become slaves for the rest of your life.
Ah, when was the last time I ever fell in pure terror.
To be honest, I could be on par with the manager by force, but no matter how much I looked at that old man, I couldn’t come up with an estimate that I could match.
Since he wasn’t an opponent I could moderately deal with, and I didn’t know what he might ask for, all my nerves were directed toward the old man’s mouth.
“Well, that’s what I mean.”
the old man said
“Wouldn’t you like to learn a lesson from me?”
“Oh, I’m sorry, but I don’t mean to.”
As the manager advised, I started playing automatically with the thought of first rejecting whatever was requested.
The old man, King Arthur, listened to my answer, which came out without hesitation, and tilted his head slightly.
“Well? Are you rejecting Jim’s teachings? If you’re going to kill Blight without a weapon, you’ll have to be your own weapon… … ?”
“Wow, my king… … ?”
“okay. kid.”
However, there is something strange about the manager’s reaction to the old man’s words.
The pupils shaking violently from side to side, the mouth wide open, and the expression of King Arthur’s words being completely unbelievable.
“Are you saying you want to teach Jiwoo?”
“I think so.”
“In exchange for the loss of the holy relic, teaching, not labor… … ?”
“Isn’t the labor just enough for you? The urgent task right now is to destroy the enemy who is disturbing the world. That child replaces the lost sword and becomes a weapon with which to cut down his nemesis himself, that is my request.”
The manager’s blank gaze turned to me.
“hey! What are you doing, son of a bitch! Bow down to the king quickly!”
… … huh?
What else is this?
After a while, King Arthur left his seat for a while, saying he wanted to look around his hometown for the first time in a while.
Thanks to that, I was able to have time to answer my questions in front of the manager.
“… … What is it?”
“That’s why I thought King Arthur would use you as slaves, but I’ll just teach you since I’m the only one who does the work.”
“So?”
“It is as it is. You don’t have to come in and work under me with the old man, you just need to learn skills and kill the devil’s son. this poor child This is not common.”
“… … Well.”
What are you trying to teach me?
* * *
The state of teaching is very strange.
“You already know.”
“… … Yes?”
“I have nothing to teach you. With this, my role is over.”
“… … ?”
What kind of novel bullshit is this?
Did old man Lee really go senile after living too long?
With the departure of the Jordan River Express just around the corner, I hadn’t yet received any instruction from King Arthur.
While staying at my house, King Arthur really did nothing but eat, sleep and play.
“No, I don’t know.”
“No, you already have the power to grant eternal rest to the Lord of Destruction with your own power.”
“… … So you have to teach me how to write.”
“Just knowing this is a great lesson.”
“… … .”
Mr. Lee, have you read too many martial arts novels?
If you just read something like that, you’ll find people who are suddenly inspired and enlightened by things that don’t have much meaning. In my opinion, it’s just a kind of tool the writers invented to make the main character strong and write comfortably.
“No, no matter how much I think about it, I don’t know.”
I’m not the main character of such a martial arts novel, so I couldn’t understand King Arthur’s words as he said he had already taught me everything, sitting in a chair with a solemn attitude and chewing on snacks.
“Do you need more teaching?”
“Yes. None of your teachings helped.”
“hahahaha… … . The astute get enlightenment just by looking at me.”
“Ah, I have good hair, but other than that, I’m not a very good guy.”
“… … You are the first person to talk back to me.”
King Arthur couldn’t resist my urging and reluctantly gave me an additional hint.
“What are you best at?”
“Me? Well… … .”
What do I do best?
“Fucking the demons?”
“… … The guy called the king of the world is very cheap. So, what should I do if I want to eat that taffy?”
“What is it? You have to roll your hair well.”
“… … .”
Well, I guess this isn’t the answer.
King Arthur poured the whole cookie into his mouth, chewed on it, and looked at me with his unique solemn gaze, which did not match the up and down movement of his mouth.
“Then, what have you been doing in cases where you couldn’t solve it even if you rolled your hair?”
“Well, first of all, we have to take a strategic retreat or take a gamble.”
“You know.”
“… … .”
“You already know the answer. You just have to do what you do.”
Wow, this old man really makes people go crazy.
“It’s not a retreat, so you’re saying you’re just going to run into it?”
“Wouldn’t you think about it while you’re fucking and come up with a solution that would help at least a little bit?”
“… … .”
“Crisis is the source of awakening. You already have the power. It’s a power you don’t know. Using it, you can kill the Lord of Doom. How to write is a matter for you to find out for yourself.”
He was a nobleman who gave rare lessons.
No, isn’t it rather strange that those who get enlightenment just by looking at this person?
“… … .”
“Knowing whether you can cut him with your own power or not, that alone is enough.”
King Arthur gave me quite a few hints this time, but I still didn’t quite understand what I had to do to kill the Lord of Doom.
‘The only power I have is mental strength… … .’
There must be a way, but King Arthur did not change his attitude to teach me how to catch prey instead of teaching me how to catch it.
“No, what if I don’t find a way? How do I find out what I can’t even see? Do we all perish together?”
“Don’t trust too much wisdom. If you fail, that will be our destiny.”
“… … .”
He threatened to solve it in more detail and tell me how to do it himself, slowed down, and sent intense glances in succession, but King Arthur just held on to the snack bag and stared at the blue planet in the sky.
I mean, I won’t tell you any more.
Perhaps this is the last teaching.
Oh, and I made some unintended gains from these ridiculous training courses.
“Ha, now that I’m older, teaching you is pretty hard. I will now take a look around the lands of the old empire and calm myself down before going to the battlefield where the smell of blood will be thick.”
“Here, old king. Demons don’t smell like blood anyway, because they burn when you kill them. And the chef’s cooking here is better than the British one.”
“Guy Woo-jae said, according to your people’s proverb, a bug that eats pine leaves cannot eat anything else. These days, food is too stimulating, so it doesn’t suit my taste buds.”
“Ah, is that why Jinhyeok can’t sleep and is called 15 times a day?? I heard that he got angry when he made jelly instead of grilled eel? I heard that you threw down haggis, the traditional dish of descendants, and spit out mint chocolate, the latest dish.”
“… … .”
Do I really have a mysterious affinity?
“… … Yes, a guy like a grandson speaks very intuitively to an old man.”
“I don’t know how to use a breaking ball.”
“Isn’t it a breaking ball to roll fine hair on the battlefield?”
“What I throw is a deformed fastball.”
“… … .”
It was not that difficult for me to get close to this old man, as I instantly became friends with the legendary transparent dragon that almost destroyed the world and the aliens of the super ancient civilization.
“Your name contains a mysterious power.”
“… … old man.”
“It’s like a person with the ability to put all the beings in the world into his pocket.”
“… … .”
And, this old man was a very good match for me.
The skill of sneakily turning the horse and feeding people was excellent.
“Come and have some British food. Two days later, the Jordan River Express departs.”
“okay. Enjoy delicious British cuisine, sandwiches with cucumbers and black tea for dessert.”
“Yes. Chew thoroughly and eat a lot.”
“… … .”
Of course, I’m not too tough.
If I were to count the number of times we quietly teased each other, I would probably have a slight advantage, 51 to 49.
Anyway, time passed by so quickly and finally it was time to start the operation.
* * *
A woman with a graceful appearance, wearing a robe and exuding a mysterious atmosphere, drew a huge magic circle on the surface of Nemesis that was the size of a fairly large continent.
“The preparations are over. Give me a signal and I’ll activate the magic right away.”
“Ah, you worked hard.”
This magic circle, so gigantic and elaborately made that its shape could only be seen from space, was the result of the spiders working hard under her leadership, and was the powerful engine of the Jordan River Express that would send the entire planet to hell.
Originally, I was going to go to Hell by riding the fortress summon used by Halpas in reverse, but that sorceress told me that she had arcane magic that could transfer Nemesis as a whole, so I turned this way.
“I can’t believe the day will come when I see the magic of the legendary archmage Morganfey… … .”
The crazy wizard, who was examining the completed magic circle, couldn’t help but look at the powerful effect of this magic circle that would satisfy his intellectual curiosity and the reputation of the person who made it.
I was quite surprised to find out, but the woman who reappeared in the world along with King Arthur was the one who created the so-called magic power in the old administrator system.
“It’s erased.”
“uh.”
“I decided to become a disciple of Morgan Pey when this war is over. She recognized my talent and gave me permission.”
“… … .”
“Hey, why don’t you congratulate me? That I inherit the progress of the Archmage.”
“Shut up, son of a bitch. Haven’t you guys seen the movie? We won’t be talking about that until the war is over.”
“Isn’t that superstition? The guy who used to memorize resurrection spells all of a sudden?”
It wasn’t just this guy.
“Jiwoo. When the war is over, instead of a knife that creates death, I want to carry a knife that creates delicious food for the rest of my life. It is a restaurant that handles ingredients of all dimensions. I already found a seat… … .”
“Chef, I know what you want to do, so shut up.”
Normally, I didn’t pay much attention to things like resurrection spells and death flags, but… … .
“Hey, after this war, let’s go to the bank of the Han River for the first time in a while and have chicken and a beer. Will it be over soon?”
“Hey, Garam Leader. Could you please shut that mouth?”
“What is it, does Ji-woo believe in such superstitions?”
“… … Ah, since I’m in trouble right now, go to that corner.”
Is this the return of the karma that I had memorized the resurrection spell in the past?
It was only possible when I had a strong conviction about the future that I could not care about such superstitions.
Right now, in front of my eyes, no matter how hard I tried, intense noise like a foggy map of a battlefield obscured my vision of the future.
What annoys me even more here is that every time these friends plant a death flag, the glimpses of an opaque future are affected by those words.
This is really absurd, but each word that is spoken inadvertently influences the future without knowing or knowingly, and it accumulates and piles up until later, with terrifying results that become an uncontrollable storm.
“When this war is over, we demons will leap forward once again. However, by abandoning the old customs of the past and accepting the technology of mankind, it is an unchanging and eternal alliance… … .”
“… … Go and check the armed status of the children, former Demon King.”
So these people please… … .
“I, ruler… … .”
“okay. It’s Luna.”
“Will you accept this?”
“What is this? necklace?”
“ah… … If you open it, there is a picture of me inside… … .”
“… … .”
“A powerful blessing that I received after begging and begging the God of Plague is at stake. By all means, when you are having a hard time, if you look at my picture at least once, it will be a strength to you. … .”
“Take out your photos during the war? under… … . driving me crazy.”
Oh, are you really fed up with not being able to raise a flag as a group?
“after. Let’s just not use foreknowledge for the time being.”
While I was suffering from the flags of my colleagues around me, Nemesis started to split the space with a huge flash.
We jumped through the space with powerful magic power, and soon we were able to face the scorching heat of hell that made the atmosphere of Nemesis boil.
【Operation Jordan River Express begins.】
Well, we’re now into hell.