Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Side: Cordelia-Alston

Cabin in the back of the mountain.

Just off the waterfall near the cabin - I had my head pressed against the shoreline.

Iron claw by right hand.

Rock in the back of the head.

I can just push it gritty.

"Knock..."

Excessive pressure is exerted on the head as it is sandwiched with all-powerful force and the skull is on the verge of cracking.

"But... you're really fucking weak. Then Lute's gonna have a hard time."

Pink-haired ponytail just to say goodness...... Immortal: Liu Hai shrugged.

"That's why I... to beg you to be my mentor... as Lute used to... do..."

I won't be stuck in Lute forever.

I'm not the one who stays weak... not the one who can just help.

I need to at least be able to line up with him on the battlefield... because I can't have a reciprocal relationship with him.

"I thought you said that, didn't I? If you can apply even one scratch to me, I'll hire you as a prospect. If you can't even do that... I'm gonna send you to hell for the exam. I'm not free either... the sin of letting you waste your time is heavy, huh?

This guy seems like a tough character, as rumored.

You mean you've been isolated from the public for over 1,000 years in the back of the mountain... and you don't live in Dada?

"Come on, that's it, huh?

With his head in his right hand, the Immortal shook his left hand wide.

It becomes obvious that my head will be like a ruptured watermelon with fists as it is.

- Earliest ever.

I close my eyelids thinking so.

And a few seconds have passed, and the Immortal has thrown words at me.

"Don't you beg for your life?

"... because I'm ready"

"Oh, okay"

That's how the Immortal turned to my head and rolled out the fist of Divine Speed.

The shoreline on the rear disappears with the loud noise of destruction, forming a massive crater.

But...

"Why... take it off...?

It wasn't my head that disappeared.

The fist landed on the shoreline, dozens of centimeters from the head.

"I don't have a hobby for killing people for nothing. In the meantime, I know Temeer's ready... to tell you the truth, Lute stopped me."

"Was it stopped?

"It's my fault... it's so lame. A normal prepared person. Then this is definitely not about. I've heard a long time ago that villagers should train brave men directly without doing anything hard to get stronger."

"... well, he's been overprotective for a long time"

"Sounds like a difference."

Often silent, the Immortal shrugged his shoulder.

"So, Temee, what about the School of Magic??

"I've already sent it out if you want to get expelled."

"... what's your job as a brave man?

"We are writing to the World Federation to tell them that we are closed indefinitely"

"... wouldn't it bother my parents?

"Mailing all my property. If you're bad, it's a liability issue, so I'm telling you to hide in the back of the mountain."

So smiling bitterly, the Immortal said.

"- Excellent. Looks like you're here after you've really thrown everything away."

"So...?

"I'm not taking Temeer as a disciple thinking about Temeer. It's in your interest to take it as a disciple, isn't it? It's time for them to boob on a massive scale... because they want one pawn to use."

"... them?

"I'll tell you later. But we don't have time. I don't suck, but I'm gonna finish it off on a sharp pitch in a way that could kill me, okay?

On that question, I gave my immediate assent without hesitation.

- And six months later.

"Thank you for your help"

Before the cabin where I spent six months, I bowed my head deeply to my master.

"Dude, I'm... I'm not gonna be a jerk like you're gonna thank me, okay? Why don't you tell me the truth?

Well, I'd rather not deal with this guy weirdly.

If I don't answer for real, I'll be... half-killed again.

"Yeah, every day...... because I've been dying so many times. I didn't want to kill you once or twice."

Saying with a bitter laugh, the master nodded with joy.

"That's good. The guy who doesn't think so after being shown all that hell... is Bodhisattva. I'm not human, and I don't want to get involved with him like that."

So, again, I bowed my head to my master.

"But thanks to you... I was able to be strong. Let me thank you. Thank you."

"I wonder if I can thank you after this... well, it sounds like Temeer... But... six months...? This is the first time I've siggered a brave man, but that was really a hell of a growth rate. Better than Lute, huh?

"I have a word for you... because you're a brave man, and I don't care if you do it with such a light word."

So the master said with a bottomless smile, as if to stand aside.

"I'm so sorry. Basically, thanks to Temeer's unbroken heart."

"... Yes. Because there was someone nearby who kept showing me a heart that would never break. I can't beat him."

"But with a few more years... is that a luxury? There are man-made catastrophes all over the world, and time limits are around here. So, what are you gonna do?

"From the circumstances you taught me, I knew it would start, right?

"Oh, it definitely begins"

"Then I will return to the World Federation to perform my duties as a brave man. What about the master?"

"You're gonna work for me. I'm the captain of the Dragon King and his delightful friends."

"So..."

"Wait a minute. There's a farewell."

The master has returned to the cabin and offered me a sword wave.

"The Gardenia of Fire (Hinokagutschi) … is a sacred relic (artifact) transmitted from super ancient times. With such a god-killing demon sword that it bears the name of the god who burned and killed the Mother Earth God who gave birth to the land. Great for a horse to handle."

That's how the master banged my shoulder.

"Come on, surprise me! Let Lute, Prince of Temeer's White Horse, see what your masterpiece looks like!

"- Yes!

So I went down the mountain to the country where the School of Magic was located.

- The Holy Knight.

- A militant.

- Mage.

- Immortals.

- Sage.

- Villagers.

- And brave.

Vocational aptitude in this world makes such a desperate difference in combat abilities that it cannot be cleaned up with such an easy word as genius.

Naturally - if a brave man takes a path similar to Lute's, the rate of growth will be different digits.

- Ultimately, what will be the vocation of those who sit on the most powerful seats in this world - now no one knows yet.