Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 222



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Season 3: Episode 30

“It was nice when I received it, but what do I do with it now?”

After the awards ceremony, the post-processing of the medals became an issue.

Since there is only one, the question is who will keep it.

Floret said.

“Just ask them to make another one and send it to you. What’s wrong with the Vatican, which has so much gold?”

But the answer that Lamineia came up with was different.

For a moment, he threw the medal into the sky and then drew Aradmantel, cutting the medal in the shape of a ‘dragon coiling a blade’ exactly in half.

The cross-section was so artistic that you could see gold dust falling from it, and I gave one to Camilla and one to Sharon.

“Okay, can I take it like this?”

Floret stared blankly at the sight, then suddenly had a fit. She grabbed Laminea’s head with both fists and spun it around violently.

“Hey, hey, hey you crazy bitch! What the hell did you do without consulting me! What kind of symbol is this, and you didn’t even ask for these guys’ opinions-”

“-It’s okay.”

What stopped Floret’s rampage was the voice of his disciple. It was the sound of his disciple’s clear laughter as he held the curtain torn in half in his arms.

“I like this better.”

Floret looked at Camilla without even being able to laugh. Camilla, who had been quietly looking at the curtain, nodded with a cough.

“Well, it’s already broken, so there’s nothing I can do. I’ll just write it like this.”

The gold chain that Inrahit had made was originally long enough to be worn around two shoulders, so when it was split in half and rewoven, it became long enough to comfortably hang around one person’s neck.

Winner… … .

Prosecutor’s Office winner… … .

The thrill of those words was so unrealistic that I still can’t tell if it’s a dream or reality.

‘A little bit, did you follow?’

Following in the footsteps of Asher, who won the Gonggeomje at the age of fifteen, and his master who was even better.

“Kamikami!”

“Hahahahaha! Youngest!”

As if to let them know that this was reality, the Red Lotus Corps rushed in as a group and pulled Camilla towards them, burning her with a towel.

“No, why, why, oh, don’t, don’t! It’s scary!”

As the heat of the prosecutor’s office died down, a new heat was being created.

I saw more happy faces.

First of all, Tars Alter Surpin and Roberis (I still have the teddy bear he gave me back then).

“Wow, you won the Prosecutor’s Championship in less than 3 years? That’s quite something. Roberis really cheered you on.”

“How was it, did you like it? Did I do a good job? If you ever get stuck while learning swordsmanship, come to this genius. I’ll teach you.”

“yes.”

Hannah Ludwig and Radis Ludwig, Hannah had a motherly smile on her face, and Radis was in tears, hugging Camilla and rubbing her face, causing chaos.

“Our Kami, how much you suffered. How much effort you put in. How anxious I was when I got beaten up here and there… … .”

And I was able to reunite with the student council of the Magic University . But the most important person, Jabal Ludwig, was nowhere to be found.

“That rascal was surrounded by women and… … .”

The student council officers sighed.

“Since we’re surrounded by people, they said they’d hold an autograph session. I wonder who won.”

“I see.”

I really understood. I thought that person was always the same, no matter where he was.

So I laughed.

It was around that time that Radis Ludwig walked towards him, rolling up his sleeves to wield the hammer of vengeance.

“Are you Laminea Alter Aradmantel and her disciple Camilla?”

A minister wearing a silk robe with elegant decorations in the style of the Dunos Dynasty came and bowed respectfully.

“His Majesty the King has sent you. He wishes to invite you, Sir Floret’s friend and Princess Sharon’s friend, to the palace for a banquet.”

Earth Sword Festival, A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step (14)

The invitation to the Dunos monarchy was encouraging.

King Albion Planesta’s joy at his daughter’s victory in the swordsmanship competition was great and deep. The queen seemed to be even happier than the king.

To this end, a festival was held throughout the kingdom, and a banquet was prepared for everyone in the capital city.

Camilla was officially invited to the royal palace. The Ludwig family, the Red Lotus Corps, Delfred and Johan, and even the student council (!) were honored with this honor.

“Ugh, Camilla. I may not be the one buying you dinner, but don’t forget that I am your rival!”

Olier and his master also benefited, but not from Camilla, who was also invited as a close friend of the princess.

‘The princess’s friend is an illegitimate child and an orphan… ‘

To be honest, I was worried about this a lot before entering the kingdom, but the king was not a great man who cared much about status. In fact, he seemed to be pleased with it.

“If you have friends of high status, there are plenty in this palace. A ruler must meet many different people.”

John said that the Dunus dynasty was like a state under the papal see.

– Isn’t it because the monarchy and the republic are cleverly mixed that you have such a broad way of thinking?

In fact, dragons set a precedent called the Dragon Republic because they considered a republic, not a monarchy, as the ultimate goal of the human community.

Okay, enough of the boring explanation.

To describe the meal… … As a peninsula country surrounded by the sea on three sides, the delicacies from the mountains and the sea, which are famous for being very expensive, were endlessly laid out on a grand table and endlessly replenished.

I couldn’t believe it.

The fact that I am here right now.

I couldn’t believe it, so I just stared at the food.

Sitting next to the King, or more precisely, next to Sharon… … in the highest seat. Sharon asked with slightly puzzled eyes.

“You don’t like seafood?”

Then the queen clapped her hands, and the servants and eunuchs went into chaos. To be exact, they almost went into chaos.

“No, that’s not it… … .”

It’s true that I like meat more than seafood, but I had to make excuses somehow. Otherwise, the poor cooks would have to work hard to grill new meat.

“I don’t know how to eat.”

Then the king burst into hearty laughter. A maid came over, split open the lobster, and scooped out the meat so that it could be eaten.

And yet… … .

I was treated like an animal at Belchester Manor, so I couldn’t believe that I was here, having everything.

“Is it okay for me to be here… … .”

I would rather go to my teacher.

However, the Master was laughing and chatting with his close friend Floret, so I felt it was unnecessary to disturb him.

Sharon tilted her head.

“Why not?”

“Ollier said, taking the plate away from me.

“Then give it to me so I can eat it! I won the contest to see who can eat the most!”

As Sharon burst into laughter, the King and Princess smiled broadly.

Sitting in front of the king, I suddenly felt a stomachache and a headache.

It’s certain that kings must have learned something like hypnotism before ascending to the throne.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Sharon so happy. Regardless of winning, this is a banquet I’m hosting because I’m so happy about it. Eat as much as you want and ask for whatever you want. If it’s within my reach, I’ll make it happen.”

wish…….

Of course, I have a wish… … .

But I couldn’t say that wish out loud at that moment, because it wasn’t something the king could grant.

“I want to let my family eat these delicious foods too. I don’t think they’ve ever had anything like this before… … .”

The king said, “How admirable,” and then laughed heartily again before calling his minister.

“Send our seafood to the Bellwin Mansion with the zeal and majesty of the kingdom. Take good care of it so that the descendants of Yong-Hyeon and the dynasty will not have any shortcomings.”

It was after the banquet that I was able to bring out the light of the wish that I had cherished in my heart and that was shining so passionately within me.

A corridor faintly illuminated by moonlight.

As I walked with my teacher, the autumn sea breeze passed by, coolly shaking the hems of my clothes.

“It’s just, being here now, no, everything I’ve experienced on the way here feels like a dream.”

Learning swordsmanship, reinforcing the embankment of the riverside village and hearing the laughter of the villagers.

Passing the beginner’s level certification exam.

Passing the disciple aptitude test.

The story of going to to get a magic certificate, and experiencing the festival there.

There was a connection to all those places.

There was Johan, there was the Bellwin Mansion, there was Yoshhar, there was Jabal Ludwig and Roberis, there was the Red Lotus Regiment.

and…….

There were also instances where I unraveled the entangled relationships I had with the people I met at the prosecutor’s office. Olier, Sharon, and Balkan.

“I didn’t know that Balkan and Kanniya would reconcile like that. This letter, Kanniya gave me before we parted ways in . I haven’t opened it yet.”

“so?”

“Before, well, things that I couldn’t even dream of, have all happened in these three years, so I guess I’m going crazy, but anyway, everything just, yeah, feels like a dream.”

Now, when the gold around my neck is radiating a warm glow… …Is it okay for me to speak?

‘Is it okay if I tell you?’

I tried to say that word, the one I had been saying to myself my whole life, but it had been frozen for so long that it wouldn’t come up my vocal cords.

No, you can.

Because I practiced it over and over again.

He drew his sword from the scabbard. He held the scabbard with his left hand, covered his left hand holding the scabbard with his right, and made a gesture. It was the priestly etiquette he had learned from asking Olier.

“Thank you so much for guiding me until now, Master.”

Said.

I finally said it.

Somewhere, even when I was laughing, it felt like something that had been weighing me down had disappeared.

“I, it’s all thanks to you, Master. So, please teach me many things in the future?”

For a moment, as if time had stopped, Lamine just stared at Camilla.

“huh?”

It was a natural title, but Camilla had never called her by it out loud before.

I thought it was a wall in the child’s heart. I thought it was a wall built up in the child’s heart from a childhood of growing up while being hurt.

So rather than forcibly destroying it, I just waited for it to melt away on its own.

“Kami, just now… …you called me Master?”

The disciple did not raise his face from the state of offering the lottery.

Was it because I was embarrassed when I was young?

The disciple simply nodded with his face bowed low.

‘ah.’

Lamine covered her mouth with her hand.

If I don’t stop it, I feel like something will pop out…

A stream of hot water flowed over his hand, seeping into each of his finger joints.

‘if.’

It may be impossible, but what if… … .

Have a child.

Is this what it feels like when that child calls you ‘Mom’?

“Huh, huh? Why, why are you crying? No, no! It’s okay to cry, um, yes, since this genius has acknowledged you as his master.”

The thrill of that day, the memory of that day immersed in the faintest brilliance, in all the memories of life… … .

How could I forget?

Kami, when I’m with you, I become greedy. I always want to be by your side. I want to watch over your every growth.

and…….

As a greedy person, I dream… … .

Someday, someday, with the children who call Kami their aunt and follow her… … somewhere, somewhere in the world where there are no swords and no blood… … they will travel… … together, on a trip… … .

* * *

At the southern end of the world, that is, the bottom of peace called civilization… … there is a world of white bones.

The darkest in the world.

The most sinister thing in the world.

In that world of bones, there are no living beings with flesh, for the blessing of the King, who melts everything under the order of providence, is present.

“… … Who are you?”

It is the remains of an ancient palace.

The citadel of those who once served the Lizard Lord as loyal servants and persecuted their fellow humans.

There was a race of ancient people who enslaved corpses, and their name is not recorded in the historical records as the Necrons.

“Tear it apart, Yonniulan.”

That abominable citadel, feared and shunned even by other demons, collapsed, losing its inevitable seams in the purple storm.

In just three days.

The legions of corpses had already lost their skeletal structure and were now just countless bones, rolling around the burning desert.

In just four days.

From the ruined citadel came the skeletal hands of the Necron priests (who had been little better off than slaves, yet had blasphemously adopted that title when the old kingdom fell).

“That contemptible light, yes, I still remember it, a light like it that brought down His kingdom… … .”

“Follow me. Even your meager strength will be of some help.”

“How on earth did you, who were like that… … appear with such a magnificent blessing from the abyss-”

The True Sword, Yonniulan, roared loudly and sharply, sweeping away the priests’ feet with its destructive power.

Except where the Necron priests had stood, the ground was torn apart, and lava gushed out through the cracks.

It is a display of overwhelming power, a kind of prestige that is like the establishment of a master-servant relationship established through power.

“There is no need for understanding. Only obedience is required. If you open your mouth again without permission, I will kill you.”