CH 286

Volume 12 Episode 14

Jack’s closest aide and dean of the Faculty of Information Sciences at Milos Academy.

Aveiro.

He was looking at the material in front of him right now.

“Another word for the kingdom of Ishmael is the kingdom of warriors. Tem-Sa Mitga, who is called the strongest man in such a country.”

I touched my chin with my hand.

“Did you lose to Heinkes Beckermann? If you include the previous fight, a total of two times. The king of warriors who have been defeated twice by the same man… …

As usual, as he once did, Aveiro tapped the table slowly with his finger.

tuk tuk.

‘Ishmael’s system is amazing. Because it would seem that there are so many things that the existence of a king can enjoy. It doesn’t matter if it’s real or not. The most important thing here is the people. That Ishmael’s people were used to such a system. This is the most important thing.’

Your fingers are getting faster.

‘Not long ago, Tem-Samit ordered Panamero and other nobles to commit suicide. But now, Tem-Samit, who has given such an order, has become a politically dangerous situation.’

Aveiru’s head turned rapidly.

‘Who can be greedy for the throne?’

When the lion grows old, a new king will be elected.

Even in a country of warriors, if the king proves to be weak and the people fall into unrest, that in itself becomes an excuse.

Lightning struck Aveiru’s head.

‘Come to think of it, Tem-Samit Ismael, he had a younger brother. He said he was seeking a noble family… … Then he was sent into exile to the Heavenly Mountains… …

Iru Abe, who looked through the materials next to him once again, shook his head, just in case.

As yet, there is no data to confirm.

But Aveiro trusted his intuition.

Immediately after calling Ragrem, who was in charge of Ishmael, he gave this order.

“I will give you more than 80% of those who are in charge of other kingdoms.”

“… … Did I get promoted?”

Aveiro shook his head.

Jokes are fun too.

“Including high circle mana users residing in Ishmael, retired masters of the Sky Mountains. And other than that, summarize and report the current situation of the Shemael Kingdom. For urgent matters, do not go through me, but directly to me.

Did you understand?”

Raglem nodded.

But I knew instinctively.

Something is about to explode.

The Marquis of Joram Kingdom and the general manager of Joram Academy, Marquis Brandyu, who was in Ishmael Kingdom, was talking with someone through the ‘Premium Correspondent’.

{Is that much?}

“Yes. That’s about it. All the rumors that were circulating in the world were true.”

{Heh… … I don’t know if it’s someone else’s, but since it’s yours, I’ll believe it for now… … .}

Marquis Brandyu’s brow furrowed and frowned.

“Duke Reston. I’m going to put my head down and tell you for sure. Jack Valantier, he’s a monster. Tem-Samit and Beckerman fought and Samit lost. Just when Beckerman was about to take Samit’s life, Jack Valantier broke in and grabbed Beckerman’s sword with one hand. And as Jack Valantier said:”

“Turn it off. That’s what I said to the continent’s strongest swordsman who defeated the continent’s strongest warrior. Do you know what happened after that?”

“Beckerman turned around. It’s not like I don’t want to go out with business, it’s that I’m shut down like a bastard who listens to the command to turn it off.”

The Duke of Reston, who was on the other side, took a deep breath and burst out.

{So, what are you going to do?}

It was the same with Marquis Brandyu who had a complicated heart.

But this is a different matter.

“You have to make contact with him at any cost. Interacting, bribing, no, never bribe. As someone who hates that kind of thing, you have to do something that will give you an appropriate advantage, something that will make you feel good.”

{Isn’t that too low-key?}

didn’t answer

“Anyway, they say that the Milos Academy is holding a celebration party among the students. Let’s go ahead and say congratulations. A congratulations from the ‘cradle kingdom’ level, not the individual.”

The Duke of Reston on the other side, who had not spoken for a moment, said.

{You will. Then I will report this to His Majesty, and organize a delegation to establish a connection with the Kingdom of Teslan.}

“You have to convince me. And… …

{And?}

Brandy paused for a moment.

The winner of the swordsmanship category called Thanos.

Should I say that his face is strangely familiar?

Anthos Cradle, the enemy of the Grand Duke’s family that had been destroyed several years ago.

The huge Thanos and the dwarf Anthos cradle.

I don’t know what it looks like on the outside, but I have to say it’s a strange, emotional feeling.

{And what? Why do you drink while talking?}

At the urging Duke of Reston, Brand New laughed awkwardly.

Nothing was certain yet.

It is true that the Grand Duke’s family was destroyed.

If the Grand Duke’s survivor was alive, he changed his name to Thanos and he became Jack Valantier’s.

As a cradle kingdom, there would not be many things to be gained.

Brandyu decided so.

So, I had no choice but to say this.

“It doesn’t matter.”

{This person is stingy, that’s something, anyway, trust me. Then I’ll quit.}

“Trouble/

Marquis Brandyu thought.

‘Thanos, I need to find out more about that child.’

And.

‘Jack Valantier, I guess I’ll have to get acquainted with him too.’

It didn’t matter if it was a computational move, a political move, or anything like that.

no matter what

You have to make a kite with a monster named Jack Valantiera.

must.

And only the characters were different, something similar to the case of the Marquis Brandyu and the Duke of Reston was happening simultaneously in each kingdom.

So, all those who could be called the heads of the academy went to the dormitory where the students of the Milos Academy were staying.

Actually, Jack was somewhere else.

Naturally, the awards ceremony was postponed due to the fight between Tem-Samit and Beckerman.

The fight between the two was decided in a relatively short time, but the impact was never small.

First of all, Heinkes Beckermann was the winner.

Samit was clearly placed below Beckerman, but more interestingly, Beckerman didn’t even have a complete victory.

It was obvious that he defeated Samit, but after that.

Quite a lot of people watched the scene where the existence of Nara appeared and forcibly stopped the fight between the two.

So, it was rumored that it was Beckerman’s half-win, and the real winner was a monster from Milos Academy named Jack Valantier.

Simply put, that’s it.

Now the people who doubted me are gone.

It just became very noisy both inside and outside the country in many ways.

Of course I didn’t care.

Then the Master asks me.

[Why did you come here?]

The place where I am now was my dorm.

Not our children’s quarters, but the students of Tulcan Academy.

The reason is.

“I’m going to talk to some idiot.”

Becker isn’t the only idiot talking here.

The real idiot, Roman Stewart.

I’m talking about that little boy.

I went inside the dormitory and no one stopped me.

I went into a resting place similar to a tavern, and I could see it there.

Roman Stewart, gulping down the water from the glass with a gloomy expression on his face.

approached the guy.

And I was surprised.

I thought it was water, but it was alcohol.

“Hey.”

As if he didn’t know he was calling him, Roman slowly raised his head and was startled.

I guess I haven’t taken it yet.

“This is Tulkan Academy… … What. Do I dream?”

Looking closely at his eyes, he seems a bit drunk.

As he waved his hand and applied the purifying magic, his eyes gradually became clearer.

“… … Jack, Valantie?”

I looked down at him without a word.

Roman, who looked around slowly and saw five empty bottles rolling in front of him, sighed deeply and asked me.

“What are you doing?”

I sat right across from him and immediately brought up the subject.

“I’m asking because I’m really curious, why did you have a mana transplant?”

“… … Do I have to answer?”

“Oh, answer me.”

Do it, do it, and the same sentence belongs to the category of ‘request’ to the last.

What I’m doing now is different from that. Because this is an order.

“… … I wanted to become stronger. You also break common sense, but I can’t break common sense.”

There was no laughter.

Because this guy did something really stupid.

“Is it a challenge after all? that is… …

“Really, anyone who sees it would think he was from the Tulkan Empire.”

There aren’t many people here in the Ishmael Kingdom who can cut off my words like that.

And this is where the Tulcan Academy kids stay.

Then there is only one

He slowly turned his head.

“Before, I couldn’t ask because I didn’t have enough time, is it you? The guy who gave him a mana transplant.”

“then?”

I really tried not to laugh, but I laughed.

Wow.

“Do you know or do you not know?”

“… … What’?”

“As long as he has a mana transplant, he knows that, regardless of whether he becomes a master or whatever, his life will be limited, right?

Beckerman was momentarily confused, but that was only for a moment.

“It could be a limited-time life. But you also break common sense, but other people can’t.”

“Yeah, so, after all, do you want to watch the ‘challenge’ that this little boy is doing? You want to experiment’?”

“That’s a bit exaggerated. It’s an experiment, to the extent… …

I didn’t hear any more.

Once the energy was lifted.

The power of the soul, not mana.

The moment his arm is dyed black and his arm is extended toward Becker Bay, his body flies towards me as if attracted to a magnet.

He didn’t even respond.

To draw a sword, or to block.

Because I was much faster than those things.

Aww-!

u ugh•••••••”

“This is why I hate this generation of mana users. It can be seen as a challenge for this little boy. From the standpoint of the party, not the others, the odds are either failure or success or half. That’s how I got it, and that’s how I felt. But you are different.”

The youngest son of a marquisist