I stopped being a warrior and became the strongest

[Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!]

[Look at this. Chocolate says so, right? Hahahahahaha!]

Dutta gently stroked the head of the chocolate waving tail.

[What was the world after that? Is it much different from the world we used to live in?]

When Deeks couldn't resist the curiosity, he asked.

[Extremely faint. The world we lived in was more like a paradise.]

Dutta explained to her mentors the sights she had seen while working with Haina.

[An extinct world... So, like our world, it is a land destroyed by Black Mages and left with nothing but death.]

[A land that requires the judgment of Tang Khan.]

[Hiccup!]

[It wasn't that there were no survivors. Survivors were forming in their own way, large and urban.]

The warriors shared their opinions based on Dutta's experience.

Dutta's mouth is blown off.

[I will be a better teacher based on my experiences with Haina. I think I can give more advice to the next warrior. Hahahahahahahaha!]

[I don't know who that warrior will be, but I must offer my condolences in advance. If it were me, I'd be half mad with all that noise.]

The joking Deadon stares at the Siggy Void.

[I wish I could be a mentor next time. I'm going to have to train Dutta to arrive soon anyway.]

[Who's going to be the mentor. It all depends on the will of Tang Khan. We just have to wait.]

[Heh heh heh.]

The warriors were chatting.

[.. huh? What the...]

[There you are.]

Dedon raises his hand and points to the woman circling around.

[· · ·]

He looked at her with a somewhat complicated look.

[What are you doing? He's your pupil. Get out of here.]

Deeks pushes his back with red hands.

[· · ·]

Maybe he didn't overcome the buzz.

Dutta slowly walked in front of the woman.

[... Hahahaha! It's so good to see you again!]

[.. Dutta?]

Haina looks around at the awkward chatter of Dutta, her eyes wide and smiles slowly.

I thought you said it was over when you die.]

[... Hahahahahaha! Only when it comes to the end can things come to your attention.]

Because of Dutta's awkward excuse.

Haina's smile was getting stronger.

Deadon, Deeks, and Chocolate walk by them.

[Dutta thinks he was the best teacher. That's Dutta's opinion, and I'd love to hear it from him. What do you think?]

[.. Hahahaha...]

When Deadon asks Haina a question.

Dutta turns away with an awkward smile.

But unlike Dutta's concerns,

[He was the best teacher.]

Haina answered without hesitation.

[Hahahahahaha!]

Dutta opens her chest and smiles forcefully.

Deadon who was watching him.

He has a nasty smile on his mouth.

[What if even the best teacher has a flaw?]

Not really.]

Dedon opens his eyes wide to Haina's answer.

[Really? Did you have a hard time talking?]

[At first, it was good to get used to it.]

[Hahahahahaha!]

He scratched his head shruggedly.

[If your disciple comes later, I will ask you the same question.]

Dutta whispers to Deadon with a victorious smile.

[Dutta.]

Dutta turns her head to Haina's voice.

[Hahahaha! Yes! Did you call me?]

[I've reached the end, but I still can't see anything. I might have to teach someone next time as a mentor. Will you help me?]

At Haina's question, Dutta looks at his chest and smiles cheerfully.

[Hahahahaha! Yes! Let's just...]

At the end of Dutta's laughter, the warriors disappeared.

“ · · · ”

He was lost in thought.

"Yes, the death of a warrior is not the end. It's a new beginning. '

Mentor Dutta begins training as a backup mentor in Haina.

By the end of the training period, these warriors will be outstanding in the Talents' Mentors of the Warriors’.

‘Education is the only thing I can do. ’

He wants to learn and teach to be a better mentor.

What can I say?

‘So Dutta and Haina can't be mentors for a while. Then the remaining mentors... "

Deadon, Deeks, and Chocolate.

"Deadon and Deeks will do their part as mentors, but chocolate..."

[Hiccup!]

A nugget that reminds me of a nugget that wiggles its tail.

“ · · · ”

He imagines Chocolate as a warrior's mentor and swallows.

‘.. let's go pick out a new warrior. ’

“Your warrior. ”

At the end of his recitation, his body disappeared in the room.

*

Direction that moves to the white space.

He first moved to where the crucifixes of the warriors were kept.

This is Haina's...

You carefully sweep the new, uncovered Black Cross.

Four black white crosses at the bottom and one black cross in front of them.

He was devoted to the warriors for a while.

“ · · · ”

Soon, three cards appeared in front of him.

After finishing his silence, JooJoon stood in front of a card.

Do you think they're all black this time? ’

He waited for the color to flow from the back of the card.

I've been going through the warriors' profiles.

Thados

Power:

Age: 27 years

Planet: Phelps

Unusual: Survivors of the world, Survivors of the Dead, Residents of Hanton, Determination, Anesthesia, and Fallacy.

Price: 4,000 Reputation Points.

‘Hmm... It's a little expensive to be just a resident of the survivors' quarters. ’

Akma

Power:

Age: 34

Planet: Phelps

Unique: Survivors of the world, successors of magic engineering, drunkards, frustrations, determination.

Price: 3,000 Reputation Points.

A successor to magic engineering? She's a little unusual. But the name is the successor to magical engineering. Why is there so much negative emotion attached to the drunkard?

Maybe Heina did.

Maybe he has his reasons, too.

And now for the last card.

She was about to read the profile on the third card.

Zec

The color began to flow from the back of the cards.

I knew it.

But as expected, all the cards were filled with dark, dark black energy.

JooJoon tasted it for no reason.

‘Well, it was an expectation. The last card before that.

Orton

Power:

Age: 21 years

Planet: Phelps

Unusual: Survivors of the world destroyed, leader of the "Tatin" city of outlaws, arrogance, contempt, cruelty.

Price: 3,000 Reputation Points.

"Orton? She's the most effective person I've ever seen on a profile. ’

Leader of a city.

You've probably got a lot of experience and a lot of know-how to get up there.

Even the arrogant and vile nature will act as a positive factor in the world that was destroyed.

‘It's a hard world for good people to survive in. ’

Given the status and propensity of the warriors in the three cards,

The Ottons seem to lack what it takes to be his warrior.

‘Okay, let's leave Orton alone for a moment, and let's smell...’

Joon was sniffing his nose in front of a card containing Ortons.

“Large..”

The rotten me poking my nose out of the card.

JooJoo made me nauseous without knowing it.

"Ha.."

It stinks. It can fly enough.

It just seemed like the most successful profile.

The problem was that Orton smelled bad.

"Though it wasn't the heavenly scent, I wanted it to be soft."

After this, Orton was no more.

‘Excluding Ortons. Now let's take care of Archma, the subordinate. But he's the successor to magical engineering.

Reach for the second card.

He carefully smelled the scent coming out of the card.

At that moment, my eyes opened wide.

"Ooh!"

It smells better than Haina.

It smells fierce and aromatic.

‘With a scent this fragrant, I don't need to use the Scroll of Destiny. ’

He frowned.

The surviving warrior approaches Tardos' card.

“Ugh...”

Soon to be stuck in your nose.

You return to the card with the arcmar.

‘Akma... successor to magic engineering and frustrated drunkard. Why is he frustrated and a drunkard who was the successor to magic engineering? ’

Targeting recalls what was written in Akma's peculiarity.

He stared at the card containing the arcmar.

“One more bottle...! ”

Archmar poured a somewhat dangerous liquid into his mouth.

He opens a finger.

“Do you have anything to hand out? ”

A tavern owner with a scar under his eyes asked me for some time.

“Are you... are you... remiss?! I don't have one.”

“The man who claimed his name was a magical engineer must have been very flattered. Hey, we got company! ”

The card contained the image of 'Akma’ who was drunk and drunk, and the owner of the bar who threw him out of the store was flowing like a video.

"You were a magician?"

JooJoon recalled the owner's words over and over.

Well, I guess that means you're not a magician now.

Former magician.

Now a drunkard.

Between Akma's past and present, there must have been a series of events he didn't know about.

‘Maybe it caused Akma to become a drunkard in a magic engineer. ’

Of course, we don't know what happened.

But I've been looking over and over again.

Magic engineer... well, maybe if you gave me that thing and a good teacher...

Finally, I started the activity with a sparkle in my eyes.

First, send a mentor.

“Mentor of the Warrior. ”

Please select a warrior to mentor.

There are currently three available warriors.

When he saw the message, he thought for a moment.

"As long as you're the best match for Akma..."

She finished her thought.

He takes his lips off.

“I'll have a deadline. ”

At that moment.

Hwaaaah

Light flashed from one of the warriors' crosses.

Accurately hits the card containing the arcmar.

Soon, the light subsided.

[Excessive drinking impairs the flow of magical power and interferes with constant exploration and accidents.]

Wh-what is this?!

On the side of the arcma, with its eyes closed,

The ghost, Deadon, was in place.

Zec

In the City of Survivors in Sight of Aim,

They caught him on a rather crude street.

“ · · · ”

Archmar scratches his back.

Have you had too much to drink? ’

Archma staring at the ghost in the white robe.

"Yes, I drank a lot and I saw nothing. I'm a ghost, too. If we go our separate ways, we won't have a problem, right? ’

Akma teased the bridge to get home safely.

[· · ·]

Deadon went after him quietly.

“Hac...”

Archma, who was looking behind him, took a deep breath.

I pulled the rifle out of my waist and pointed it at Deadon.

But...

"Damn... magic... damn magic..."

For some reason.

Akma frowns, puts the gun back in her waist.

I ran back to his shabby shack, making it hard to see him as a drunkard.

Boom.

A roughly closed arc.

‘What the hell is that... a ghost? Ghost? Why is that thing chasing me all of a sudden? I've never had a grudge. ’

While he was breathing and rolling his head.

Zec

The deadon comes through the door like it's nothing.

He looks up at the house and looks down at Akmar, who is holed up.

[Is this your house? Small and thin. Do you live alone?]

Akma searches the floor instead of answering.

“W-why do you ask? What do you want from me? ”

You pulled out a round object and pointed it at Deadon.

[This is... a rather curious device. This formula and combination is familiar and unfamiliar. Are these two formulas fused together to cause an explosion?]

He stares at it curiously and is amazed.

Maybe it's because of the appearance of Deadon.

“You've had a vision in your life, haven't you? Yeah, I invented it. ”

Archma boasts of his development as he slowly lowers the round object.

[You've developed something quite interesting. That's why I don't understand any more. Why are you drinking if you don't have time to focus on your research?]

“Why are you drinking? ”

Achma smiles and sits in a chair, questioned by Deadon.

“I want to drink, so don't drink. I can't stand it if I'm not drunk. ”

[Let me be a little more specific.]

“No matter how much you invent and develop, you need magic to use your development products. Of course, I just made it available without magical power, but it's too powerful. ”

Dedon nods at Akma.

[You made it usable without magic? Well, if you could just play the formula a little bit...]

The last thing he said to me was, he stopped.

Look at Akma.

[Are you unable to use your magic?]

“... yes. The source of magic was destroyed. Is that your answer now? ”

Archma, who held his fist tightly and struggled to join the horses, gets up on his feet.

“Get out, you'll make me suffer more.”

[Then why don't you find a way to revive the source of your magic?]

Archma flinches at Deadon's question.

When he saw him, he smiled faintly.

[If the source of magic had been destroyed. You can either restore the destroyed source or create a new one. Like the "pure white" I used to make.]

“... what? ”

I wonder if he thought it was a ridiculous idea.

Akma smiles.

“If that were possible, I would have done it sooner. And what can you do for me? You may have some knowledge, but you're a ghost after all, right? ”

[Previously, I was a hopeless talent and heir to the White Tower, and a brilliant inventor.]

Out of Deadon's mouth comes all sorts of magical knowledge.

“ · · · ”

Archma has lost his horse.

He opens his mouth with difficulty.

“Well, okay. I get it, but why are you suddenly trying to help me? ”

[I was originally a farmer. A farmer being plundered by nobles. The reason I was able to become a wizard was because there was so much visible and invisible help. So I'm acting like a ghost to give back what I got. But if you don't want my help...]

Deadon turns away for a few moments.

[I'm going back.]

“Now, wait a minute. So how do we restore the source of magic? ”

Desperate Archma's cry catches a smile on Dedon's lips.

[Before you discuss it, call me a teacher from now on. Don't forget to write your respects.]

“What?"

[If you don't...]

Dedon tries to step out the door again.

“O-okay, okay! Master... ”

[Good. Let's start talking.]

With a smile on his mouth.

Zec

He noticed that he had returned to the white space one day.

The End