104. Instructor Han Doyoon
“If you stab someone cursed with the banshee’s syphilis, the curse will disappear completely, and it is an item that avenges the caster of the curse with the same curse.”
An effect that is fraudulent just by hearing it, and which makes all sorcerers tremble.
It was one of the finest items in Enoch’s Legacy from which the warriors had taken out the Elixir.
“Ahh…”
After hearing the explanation, the magician instructor made a noise.
It was a rare item that other people would have pressured instead of bluffing, but the opponent was the apostle Han Do-yoon.
It wouldn’t be strange if he had at least one treasure like that.
Meanwhile, upon hearing the explanation, Toshiko also trembled.
‘Well, if that is used…’
It’s not a problem to get caught as the culprit.
It is a very powerful curse that will cause Rocinante, the No. 1 tank in the cradle, to die.
There was no way that Toshiko, who had a weak body like a magician, could survive.
‘No… I don’t want to die!’
Toshiko was terrified and screamed as if she had lost her mind.
“Me, to kill me! That person is trying to kill me!! Instructor! Is it okay to threaten to kill a cadet with an item like that!? uh!?”
Toshiko looked around the crowd asking for help, but no one responded.
It was just that everyone clicked their tongues at that ugliness.
When Doyoon opened his mouth, the dean spoke with me instead.
“As the magician instructor said, there is no evidence that the owner of the curse is Cadet Toshiko. If you are innocent, there is nothing wrong with banshee syphilis being used.”
Only then did Toshiko grasp the situation and shake her body.
The item was not intended to be used in the first place. He was caught in the trap right now.
“Ha, but… you have to think about the human rights of the unknown criminal…”
“under!”
Someone let out an absurd breath, and Toshiko shuddered again.
Doyoon muttered indifferently, as if he had nothing to do with your life.
“Rocinante’s condition is critical. And this is the only way for me to cure the Rocinante.”
In fact, he was overflowing with ways to cure Rocinante, but he didn’t bother to tell him.
“And as an instructor, I have a duty to protect my cadets. It would be a pity if the culprit died… Rather than that, saving the victim, Rocinante, is of course a priority.”
“Ahh…”
“Make up your mind.”
He recited a cold sentence.
“Am I going to get Banshee’s syphilis right here? Or will you confess and be punished?”
The former died instantly. The death penalty was confirmed after the trial.
It seemed to show mercy, but in fact Toshiko had no choice.
Ultimately, the final destination is death. There was only one.
“…”
Toshiko was stunned by her own death sentence, and just kept her mouth open.
An unbelievably horrible nightmare. But it was real.
As the instructors approached Toshiko and the wizard instructor to arrest them, the flinching instructor collapsed onto the floor.
“Sah, save me!”
He looked up at Doyoon and cried desperately.
“Save me! I really didn’t know that snake-like thing could even use a curse! Please save me!”
Do-yoon did not listen to the sinner’s begging. He ignored the instructor and approached Rocinante.
“Save me! Han Do-yoon! I was wrong, please!!”
Doyun reached out his hand to Rocinante, who was stretched out on the floor just as he had been suppressed.
“Can you walk?”
“Yes? Yes, yes…!”
As Rocinante held Doyoon’s hand, Doyoon pulled him closer.
Rocinante was momentarily surprised at how the infinitely small man suddenly raised his gigantic figure, but soon realized who he was and nodded.
‘Sado Doyoon Han…’
Although he was smaller than himself in height and weight. For Rocinante, it was just an infinitely broad back.
Doyoon transmitted the message to the dean.
[For Rocinante’s treatment, I will take him to the guild house.]
[Yes. I’ll take care of the rest.]
Even during the Thorn incident, he was the dean who showed the maximum possible cruelty. Since he said that, the fate of the two of them was over.
But then.
“aa!!”
Dark energy overflowed from Toshiko’s body, and it soon attacked Doyoon.
An extreme curse that gave half of his life to a curse sorcerer who lost his mind in a predicament.
Many people were startled and backed away.
However, some, including the dean and martial arts instructor, just stood there calmly. They remembered a similar situation from six months ago.
“die!!”
Soon, a curse touches Do-yoon.
Parse…
“…uh?”
Nothing happened.
It is the spiritual power of Han Do-yoon, the greatest divine beast under the sky, who even nullified the curse of the assassination unit commander under the direct command of the Demon King’s army.
No matter how much he devoted half of his life, even an apostle could not pierce it.
“What… uh…? why…”
Toshiko lost even her final fighting spirit in a phenomenon that occurred in front of her eyes and was incomprehensible to her common sense as a sorcerer.
“Now you’re a red-handed criminal.”
When Do-yoon left a short message and turned his back, the instructors came out and arrested the two.
“Huh… Heh heh…”
In an instant, the wizard instructor who had lost the life he had built up so far laughed hysterically.
his life too. Toshiko’s life too. Rocinante’s false name. It was the moment it all ended.
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About a week has passed.
The trial between Toshiko and the instructor was carried out quickly.
When it became known that Rocinante, who had been a victim of terrorism, was a talent that Do-yoon had his eye on, no one tried to defend them.
Even though he was an instructor with a high age and a thick line. Even if those who followed him could have avoided complete dismissal. Everyone turned their backs without hesitation. They were scared of the current top prospect in Yoram.
Needless to say, Toshiko was sentenced to death.
The dean executed the death penalty after two days in prison, in case there was room for reversal during the imprisonment.
The magician instructor was deprived of all status and future guaranteed benefits for the crime of sympathizing with terrorism, and his heart’s mana was blocked.
The wizard lost mana, and everyone left. All that remains is an old, weak body. His life as an apostle was over.
Rocinante was an outpatient, staying at the Guild House of the World Tree.
He couldn’t believe that he was lying in bed every morning and looking up at an unfamiliar ceiling every time he opened his eyes.
‘I’m on the World Tree… on his team…’
I still haven’t heard a definite answer from Doyoon. But he could tell by sight.
The voices of the instructors calling from the cradle suddenly softened. Even the instructors I wasn’t close to contacted me a lot.
And when I ran into the guild members on the way here, I could feel similar feelings.
envy. congrats. jealousy. Envy.
Rumors had already spread throughout the World Tree about who the designated tanker was for Doyoon’s team, and many guild members treated Rocinante kindly to imprint their eyes on him.
‘Besides, even the holy water…’
I hesitated while opening the new bottle of water next to the Rocinante or the table.
The water he uses as drinking water, contained in a crystal bottle, is famously expensive holy water.
Although he was immediately cured by Sophie, who has the ability to purify, Doyoon spared no effort to Rocinante.
It was psychological therapy that gave holy water to those who had already been cured.
The only benefit from holy water is the psychological effect. It was a great luxury, but it was no big deal to Doyoon.
Rather, Rocinante’s stability and feeling of being healed by drinking even holy water were much more important.
As usual, he was afraid to open a new bottle of holy water when he heard a knock.
smart.
“Ah, come in!”
When Doyoon, not a caregiver or doctor, entered through the open door, Rocinante flinched.
“Are you feeling okay?”
“Yes, yep…! I am always so thankful for my life!”
When I asked about his physical condition, he responded quickly with a wide back and wide open eyes that seemed to be out of focus.
“Don’t worry about grades. Because it’s meaningless to you now. It could also be called outpatient treatment, so you can rest here for a few days.”
Cradle’s grades are for entering a good guild.
To him, who had joined Do-yoon’s team, which was considered the best workplace on the continent, and also the most promising, grades were too insignificant.
“…thank you.”
His eyes became moist for a moment, then he lowered his head and bowed to Doyoon.
As if it was nothing special, Doyoon threw the words indifferently.
“If you appreciate it, fight the demon king for me.”
“…!”
Rocinante’s eyes widened.
Rocinante, who once again confirmed his willingness to bring himself in from the words he had just said, clenched his fists clenched in a shudder.
But soon, he lowered his gaze helplessly.
“Can I…?”
He was swung wildly by only one cadet and almost died.
Is it okay for someone like that to dare to talk about accompanying the great person in front of them?
“Why me…”
He asked in a timid voice that did not match his size. The pupils in the horse’s eyes trembled wildly.
“There are many better tankers than me on the continent…”
“I’ve been eyeing your potential.”
Even so, Rocinante was not convinced.
Due to his unique cowardly and timid disposition, he had never thought of himself as great.
Doyoon also read such a sign in Rocinante’s expression.
And he also knew how to deal with such talent.
“If you doubt yourself, trust me, not you.”
“…!”
“My eyes for choosing you. My efforts to grow you. Trust my back to fight you.”
For Doyoon, it was only natural to receive someone’s trust, expectations, and hopes.
Because that’s how life is lived with a mission.
And his back was wide enough to carry all those heavy wishes.
Because of this, Doyoon was able to say it insignificantly.
“I will lead you, Rocinante. follow me.”
It was a voice that spoke so plainly, but strangely, that it did not dare to disbelieve.
Doyoon finished talking and got up from his seat and opened the door to the hospital room.
“Come to training tomorrow. As in the cradle, I will teach you.”
The door closed, and only Rocinante was left in the hospital room.
“…”
Rocinante thought for a long time what Doyoon had left behind.
‘…okay.’
I am the one who was chosen by him. I, and no one else, was chosen to be his helper.
Confidence soared, and a sense of mission burned in my heart.
‘I have to reciprocate.’
I have to help the person who helped me like this and chose me.
‘Become stronger for him… and fight the demon lord.’
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Just today, Rocinante, the famous horse, swore to run for Doyoon.
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After talking with Rocinante, Doyoon came out to the railing and looked at the clouds in the sky and felt the wind.
He did not burn tobacco unless there was a special occasion, but today, which is rare, he put it in his mouth.
A fire was lit and smoke rose.
“Whoa…”
The smoke that was exhaled seemed to contain his worrying heart, and it was soggy for a long time before dispersing.
‘Now… it’s about time.’
I also collected enough points. As he spent time in the cradle, his fame spread across the continent.
conditions have been met.
‘It’s time to go out to find the death god…’
The hand that held the cigarette trembled weakly in fear.