Genius Is Taught by Geniuses - Genius Is Taught by Geniuses chapter 88

088 Episode – Jealousy(1)

“Can you see his face?”

Tigris nodded.

“Yes. That’s right.”

Tigris said while looking at Morita who was looking at her.

“You are jealous of me. And at the same time angry.”

“Can I say that I am harboring malice?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“Then what do you think of Morita, Sir Tigris?”

Tigris did not open his mouth for a while.

Tigris was actually a little perplexed because of his complex emotions.

Tigris opened his mouth after digging into the details of the complex emotions he was feeling.

“It’s a complex emotion to just cut out and express. But, to put it bluntly, it seems that regret remains.”

“What does regret mean?”

“Morita insulted me and took Morita’s arms in exchange for a fair duel. There are no regrets or regrets about that. But it is important to know what kind of path Morita will lead in life.”

Morita is clearly a villain.

He is lazy, irresponsible, likes to slander others, and is very jealous.

Such a wicked man had his arms cut off in return for disparageing Tigris’ swordsmanship and efforts.

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Just thinking about it doesn’t make me feel guilty, but Tigris didn’t stop there.

He provoked Morita and made Tigris jealous and even more hated.

As a result, Morita will become a traitor to mankind and will remain as a villain that will go down in human history.

In the end, Morita will live a life in which there is no difference between before and after the return.

That left a bit of a fuss.

“Is it because he has become a body that cannot be a knight for the rest of his life?”

“no. An even better future awaits Morita.”

“Can you tell me a story about that? Then I think I can explain the fortune teller more accurately.”

“·················ogue.”

Tigris thought for a moment.

Do I really have to tell Teho about Morita?

I’ve never talked to anyone about Morita.

Although Rain Rover obviously knew what Tigris was thinking of cutting off Morita’s arms, the reason he never mentioned it was probably because he knew that it was a choice he had to make rather than wrong.

As long as Levis is captured through Morita, one person’s sacrifice could save the lives of tens of millions of people.

According to the economic law of obtaining the maximum effect with the least cost, Morita’s sacrifice is worthwhile.

However, Tigris could hardly say that Morita’s sacrifice was ‘right’.

Tigris did not know whether it was to find an answer or to make an excuse, but his mouth opened naturally.

“Are you aware of the dilemma?”

“Isn’t this referring to a situation in which no matter what choice you choose, only bad results will come out?”

“yes. you’re right. One of them is the trolley dilemma.”

Tejo knew about the trolley dilemma, but stayed still until Tigris explained it all.

“A truck with a broken brake is running along the track, and there are ten workers working on the track. It is impossible to shout at ten workers to warn them of danger. I have only one choice. Either push the fat worker next to me to the track to stop the truck, or kill ten workers without doing anything.”

Tigris looked at Morita’s face and said.

“I pushed the fat man, and now he is falling onto the track. The unstoppable trampoline is approaching minute by minute.”

“You mean that fat man is Morita?”

“yes. That’s right. It’s not a clear-cut analogy. It’s not clear whether Morita will be able to stop the trolley or not, and Morita is clearly a villain, so there’s no guilt in pushing it to the track.”

“Then why do you have feelings for Morita?”

When Tigris spit the Morita problem out of his mouth, it felt like it was sorted out in his head.

And I could understand why he kept thinking about Morita.

“Because Morita had a chance to change.”

Tigris could change Morita’s life.

If Morita had not asked for a duel at that time, Morita would never have met Levis.

However, Tigris created a situation in which Morita had no choice but to meet Levis by semi-force, and a slight sense of guilt about it remained.

“understand.”

Teho seemed to be able to understand more about the person named Tigris.

The smell of regret from Tigris was proof that he was constantly thinking about the path he had taken.

Not just a knight wielding a sword according to the emperor’s command, but a knight who agonizes over what true justice is by judging by himself.

It had been a long time since he had met a true knight who thoroughly followed the chivalry, so Teho’s heart was pounding without realizing it.

Thanks to this, the fortune-telling was also seen more clearly.

“Resentment is a feeling that belongs to the past. But it’s not a very good sign that the emotions of the past are woven into the future. Because regrets of the past can ruin the future.”

“Does that mean shake off your lusts?”

“Have you ever tried to shake the sand off your hands? Even when you rub your hands against your clothes and clap to shake off the sand from your hands, very little sand remains on your hands. Regret is like that small grain of sand, and it is not an emotion that can be easily shaken off.”

“Then what do you think is the best way to do it?”

“Just like rinsing with water when you shake off sand, regrets should be washed away with new emotions that can be easily wiped away.”

Teho said, pointing to Morita’s face.

“In order to do that, it would be good to meet Morita first. As mentioned earlier, a future mixed with emotions from the past is not a good omen. It would be better to choose between meeting Morita sooner than Sir Tigris thought, and banish her regrets, or to relieve Morita’s resentment towards you.”

Tigris nodded.

Originally, I was going to go when I heard that the night fox had come into contact with Levis, but I thought it would be nice to meet the night fox to listen to the interim report as well.

Anyway, on the way to Victorie, I’m going through the Viscount Griff where Morita is now.

Teho recovered the bone fragments and seeds.

“Now is the last distant future. This means the distant future, you think. It could be a result, it could be a process, it could be your death.”

This was what Tigris was most curious about.

Speaking of the most distant future, it would be after the battle between Rota and Arfem is over or the final phase is in progress.

Whatever it was, I thought it would be nice to have a good fortune teller.

Teho threw bones and seeds again.

Once again, bones and seeds rolled around the table for a while.

However, the strange thing was that one by one, the bones and seeds were escaping from the table.

Teho was a little confused as this was the first time this had happened.

Before long, the bones and seeds all flew off the table.

“·················ogue.”

I looked around, but the seeds and bone fragments were nowhere to be seen.

Nothing even touched the light of the white flame that Teho had created.

They all seemed to be hiding in the dark.

Teho asked Tigris.

“What do you see?”

Why ask what do you see when there is nothing?

This also meant fortune-telling.

Although Tigris was not well versed in all magic, he was aware of the old adage that ‘words have power’.

What Tigris says will change the future of Tigris.

Tigris decided to tell what he felt at this table, not what he saw.

“enemy.”

Tsar rrr-!

Along with Tigris’ words, the seeds and bone fragments that were scattered around began to gather on the table and form a certain shape.

Teho couldn’t keep his mouth shut at this bizarre phenomenon.

“An enemy I must kill.”

The seeds and bone fragments created a great throne.

“Uno.”

The big eyes in the middle of the throne were looking towards Tigris.

Those eyes contained a deep emotion that even Teho could notice.

It was fear.

* * *

Teho sat alone at the lounge table and burned the bear.

Usually, people who watch the fortune teller are deeply troubled, but today Teho’s heart was a little dizzy.

‘I couldn’t ask what the throne was after all.’

When Tigris saw the throne with its eyes, he nodded his head without saying a word, and said that it was enough, and did not listen to the divination commentary.

That’s why Teho is in deep trouble.

The throne didn’t even look serious.

The ugly energy flowing in all directions made Teho’s neck cool.

However, Tigris looked at the throne and nodded once, and gave a look of relief.

Considering that Tigris’ expression hasn’t changed much so far, it was a very noticeable change.

“Why did you make that face?”

Questions that no one listened to, like smoke from cigarette smoke, disappeared without a hitch.

Even though I knew there was no point in thinking about it anyway, I had to scratch my head as if I had seen something important.

So even this morning, I couldn’t sleep at all.

A woman came out of the elevator as the pungent smell of cigarettes filled the lounge.

It was Trisha.

Teho glanced at Trisha and said.

“Long time no see.”

“It’s been almost 8 years since I’ve seen it, but it still hasn’t changed.”

Teho said as he brushed off the cigarette ashes.

“How many times have you entered the dungeon in the past three years?”

“Is it number four? Maybe five times.”

“Maleus must have been nagging.”

“I feel like I have arrived in this world only when I hear the nagging of the chubby uncle.”

“I can see why Maleus doesn’t marry. I’m afraid that I’ll have a tomboy like you.”

Trisha sat down on her chair and smiled.

“If a pretty daughter like me gets better, wouldn’t it feel good or bad?”

“I’ve become even more savage while I haven’t seen you. Is the age of the dungeon also the age?”

Teho said, taking a sip of tea.

“Has it been about a month since you became a Tigris knight?”

“yes. Yes.”

“What kind of person do you think Tigris is?”

“He’s a good person.”

“Is that the end?”

“yes.”

Teho looked into Trisha’s eyes and smirked.

“You are finished with Tigris.”

“My heart is still in the River, but now it’s time to set the course. I can’t keep my legs crossed forever. Don’t be too sad.”

Teho nodded as if he understood.

“Do you remember the fortune teller I saw before?”

“yes. At that time, there was a picture of a bird leaving for another nest.”

Looking at the fortune-telling of the time, Teho said that Trisha would eventually leave the bosom of the beasts and be mixed with humans.

Now that Trisha became a Tigris knight and melted into human society, it was clear that Teho’s fortune-telling was not wrong.

“You will end up mingling with humans. That way you can be happy. Trisha.”

“what the. You’re talking like I’m leaving. In five years, I will be free.”

“Once a bird leaves the nest, it never comes back. I may miss you.”

“Well, that will be known in five years.”

Trisha said as she stretched out.

“I came here because I have something to tell you.”

“what?”

“Me and Tigris will get on the train and get off at Viscount Griff in the middle. They say Morita is there?”

“The decision is very quick.”

“Because Elder Teho gave me that advice. But I’m not sure if I will meet Morita in person. It seems that you will hear the interim report from Nemesis yourself, so please bear with it.”

Teho bit the teddy bear as a habit.

“I used to think it was strange, but today, when I look at the fortune teller, it is even more strange. After all, Morita appeared on Tigris’ fortune-telling today, but Nemesis is monitoring Morita?”

“yes. Yes.”

Teho felt like his hair stood on end.

“I think you know what Tigris meant.”

“What do you mean?”

“The trolley dilemma story. It was clear that Morita was falling on the track. Why is Morita, who has already had her wrist cut off and has become unable to become a knight, falling on the track?”

“······I do not know?”

“It means that your life will be ruined even more there. What could be worse than the life of a knight with both arms cut off? However, Tigris implicitly said that Morita’s life would go to the bottom even more, as if with certainty. But he said he would save countless lives.”

Teho admitted that he was very easygoing.

It was a deliberate and planned plan by the owner of a huge fate that changed the lives of tens of millions of people by beating the heads of Marquis Baros and Count Vinsmoke.

Whether Tigris failed or succeeded, he had no idea how much trouble he would cause in the world.

Teho stood up.

“Where are you going?”

“I am going to read the Heavenly Ki (天機). One of the southern castles lost, of course, the flow of the heavenly spirits has also changed.”

Teho went out recklessly.

The Golden Knights hurriedly approached Teho as he came out.

“What are you doing?”

“I came out to look at the sky for a moment.”

Teho took out a marble engraved with a tiger shape from his arms.

and performed a spell.

The street lamp operated by magical power lost its light, as if eaten by darkness in an instant.

The Golden Knights were taken aback for a moment, but they could not open their mouths because Teho was looking at the sky with a very serious expression.

Teho looked up at the night sky.

Hundreds of millions of stars were shining towards Teho.

Teho couldn’t keep his mouth shut at the overwhelming attention of the stars.

In reading the flow of the heavens until now, never before have so many stars shown interest in Teho.

“…it is no coincidence that I met Sir Tigris.”

The decision to go up to Victory despite Tejo’s danger, Tigris to take over Teho’s security, and the beating of Marquis Baros in the head.

All of the past events were planned by the stars for the meeting of Teho and Tigris.

Why the hell?

I could feel the energy of a vicious slaughter from the sky to the northeast.

That energy had lost its light and dyed a dying star red.

“I’ll have to talk to Sir Tigris again tomorrow.”

* * *

Macedon, the capital of the Viscount Griff.

Thousands of spectators gathered in the great amphitheater in the middle of Macedon, calling out to a man.

– Collectors!

– Collectors!

– Collectors!

The heart-pounding drumbeat and alcohol drove the crowds crazy, and they raised their voices and continued to sing the arena’s sacred ‘Collector’.

The moderator spoke to the loudspeaker artifact.

“Everyone has been waiting a long time!”

– Collectors! collector! collector!

“The Rising Divinity of the Arena of Macedon!”

– Collectors! collector! collector!

“An unidentified man in a red mask!”

– Collectors! collector! collector!

“An adventurer who left to find the right arm for him!”

Cheolkong-!

The arena door opened.

Two black blades gleamed in the sunlight along with a red mask in a black shadow.

“I am a two-armed collector!”

Whoo-wook-

The collector came into the fighting house, blowing out hot steam.

In both hands of the man were holding blades about 1 m long, fixed firmly with special artifacts.

The man headed towards the middle of the arena, not paying attention to the cheers of the surrounding crowd.

“The one who decided to face the two-armed collector is the infamous adventurer-killer! This is Caesar!”

The arena on the other side opened and a man came out.

The man walked proudly with a dagger and a small shield in one hand.

Caesar’s height was over 2 meters, so it was scary enough to make you pee just looking at it.

Caesar looked down at the man in the red mask and grinned.

“You say you are such a famous collector? It is said that if you win in a gladiator, your arms will be cut off instead of your life. Can you even cut off my arm?”

“1 minute.”

“······What?”

“One minute will be enough for you.”

At the collector’s words, Caesar’s expression changed to red and blue.

“1 minute? I’ll cut off your legs in 30 seconds. I wonder if a dismembered assassin can come to the arena.”

The moderator put the loudspeaker artifact into his mouth.

“Get ready!”

Caesar and the collector posed slightly apart from each other in a ready position.

Ding-!

“start!”

With the bell to signal the start, Caesar rushed towards the collector with his shield in front.

Caesar scoffed at the unresponsive collector.

‘It looks frozen.’

Unless you are a four-ring knight who can use swordsmanship, there is no way to break through this sturdy iron shield.

In addition, the number of rings of Caesar is a whopping three.

Originally, it was a life that should have been executed immediately without being able to appear on the gladiator, but Viscount Griff bought it from Baron Evingdon for 50 silver coins.

Viscount Griff promised Caesar that if he beat the collector, he would change him from the death penalty to 20 years of servitude, and he promised that if he achieved fame in the arena, he would allow him to work as a gladiator in the arena.

‘You just have to kill him.’

Caesar pointed his sword at the collector.

The collector evaded Caesar’s sword with a very light step.

‘quite?’

Caesar lowered his sword at the collector and stepped forward.

However, the collector evaded Caesar’s attacks as if reading them all.

Then Caesar’s relaxed expression hardened.

“Don’t just run away like a mouse, run away!”

Caesar turned all three rings and rushed in explosively.

If it hits the shield like this, it will be crushed to death.

However, the collector very lightly dodged the gnome’s charge and opened his mouth.

“A minute is almost done.”

“What are you talking about! This bastard!”

Caesar rushed once more, and the collector dazzled Caesar’s sword and thrust the sword into Caesar’s armpit.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Caesar’s screams filled the arena.

The collector said to Caesar, who had missed the sword.

“Is it the characteristic of a mercenary to charge with only one shield like that? If you get three Auror rings, you should use your head.”

“Sa… Save me.”

The collector opened his mouth again, remembering the face of the man who cut off his arms that day.

“Besides, you didn’t take advantage of the long reach. This is what happens when one has a bigger head than me and rushes to the subject without even measuring it.”

The collector continued his sermon.

But Caesar couldn’t hear anything because of the pain in his armpits.

With it or not, the collector continued to point out Caesar’s faults.

It felt like the collector’s empty emotions were being filled with something.

“okay. This is how it feels… That bastard Tigris was feeling this way. It’s like playing with bugs.”

“······Please stop. please······.”

“Kuk Kuk Kuk!”

Caesar froze when he met the collector’s eyes that could be seen through the eye sockets.

“I am Tigris of the Arena of Macedon.”

The collector, no, Morita’s eyes were stained with madness that Caesar couldn’t handle.