The Villains I Taught Became Heroes - Chapter 54



53 – A Story Between Us – 1

I could not exist under the same sky as the socialites.

And rightly so, for they sought to ensnare the poor commoners with their wicked powers, using sorcery to turn them into their own strength.

The Yellow Heaven Sect, following the yellow-cloaked path, was no different.

They performed human sacrifices to wield forbidden sorcery, luring people with drugs and poisons, aiming for the world’s upheaval.

If we cannot eradicate them, the safety of the continent would truly be like a candle in the wind.

“Go!! Do not be afraid! For there is light behind us!!”

Thus, the holy knights of the church fought with their lives on the line.

They were not afraid of death.

Only peace.

For the peace and stability of the continent, they threw themselves into the battlefield.

Yet, no matter how great their spirit, they could not overcome their numerical disadvantage.

The number of our allies is far too few.

Nearly a thousand followers of the Yellow Heaven.

Yet, the number of paladins who must fight against these wicked beings, intoxicated by dark sorcery and oblivious to their own suffering, is barely over a hundred.

In a battle where one must face ten, it is overwhelming and inevitably dangerous.

“The front line is collapsing!! Do not forget that there are innocent and unfortunate souls behind us!!”

Shouting until his voice was hoarse, the paladin glanced back.

There, down the road, were the good people fleeing from the Yellow Heaven.

To protect them, he feared nothing, not even sacrificing this one life.

With that thought, the paladin swung his mace with all his might.

“Kakakakakak!! The Yellow Heaven will dominate the world!!”

Despite having his arm broken by the mace, the Yellow Heaven follower paid no mind, spewing forth a yellowish aura.

That aura, which rotted everything it touched, began to corrode the paladin’s thick armor.

Just as the sharp blade of the Yellow Heaven was about to strike at the exposed flesh.

– Scrape!!

The sky darkened, and a blade of moonlight began to dominate the battlefield.

The expressions of the Yellow Heaven followers, who had just been shouting for the Yellow Heaven, changed.

They felt unease as the pitch-black darkness overshadowed the Yellow Heaven.

“What is this! What is this! What is this harmony!!”

Unlike them, who were filled with horror and despair, the morale of the paladins began to rise.

They knew what this phenomenon was.

What this moonlight was.

“They have come!! They have come!!”

“The one has arrived!!”

With the rising spirits of the paladins, the blade of moonlight began to sweep across the battlefield, cutting down countless Yellow Heaven followers.

As the paladins rejoiced, lifting their maces in celebration, a beauty with long pink hair dressed in white emerged from the darkness.

She was truly a goddess.

Her golden eyes gazed unwaveringly at the enemy.

Her pink hair, fluttering in the wind, seemed to symbolize her benevolence, warm and comforting.

Her voluptuous figure suggested maturity, yet her youthful face made it difficult to gauge her true age.

But such things were of no importance.

For she was.

“The Goddess of the Battlefield!!”

“The Saintess of the Sword!! Lady Sowol has arrived!!”

The one and only powerful being who ruled this place.

The leader of the Yellow Heaven, having lost all his elite troops, ultimately resorted to dark sorcery and confronted her directly, only to kneel before Sowol’s sword.

Sowol, silently watching him as he was condemned to be burned at the stake according to the church’s law, turned away.

Waving her hand casually to the paladins who cheered for her, she returned to the tent and sat down, letting out a sigh.

“Ha…”

Since Lee Hyun left, So-wol had trained extensively and gained the title of the Sword Saint in the church, but she still could not find satisfaction.

It was understandable, as what she truly sought remained unattainable.

She had aimed to defeat the Hwanggeonggyo and gather information about the Asura Church, but those attempts had also been in vain.

No one knew where the main body of the Asura Church was hiding.

In her frustration, as she stroked her beautiful features and let out a sigh, the door to the barracks opened, revealing a coldly beautiful woman.

“Miss.”

Laila.

Starting from the Eastern Merchant Association, she had been serving So-wol all along, and even after So-wol became the Sword Saint of the church, she continued to act as her right hand.

“This is a letter from your master.”

At those words, So-wol flinched, her shoulders trembling.

Her gaze was filled with anticipation. As Laila looked at her, she carefully handed over two letters.

“……”

Swallowing hard, So-wol opened the letters.

[It’s been a long time.

I heard the news that you have become the Sword Saint.

You’re doing quite well, aren’t you?

I’m sorry, but as your master, I hope to receive your support.

If possible, please send five thousand gold coins to a person named Lumiadi in the capital of the Tailodi Kingdom, Roten.

I’m sorry.

Always loving you, your master sends this.]

“…….”

[It’s been a long time since I wrote a letter like this.

How have you been?

I hear about you from time to time.

I’m proud of you for making many achievements as the Sword Saint.

I am currently studying at the edge of the continent.

This study will be ending soon.

Whenever I am training myself, I recall the memories of teaching you.

I hope you stay healthy and safe, and I wish for the day we meet again soon.

Your proud master, Lee Hyun sends this.]

“…..”

Looking bitterly at the two letters, So-wol let out a heavy sigh.

Then she turned her gaze towards the large box beside her.

Laila quickly opened the box, and as So-wol gazed at the numerous letters inside, she bit her lip.

“One is a letter asking for money, and the other is a letter from the edge of the continent.”

“The letter asking for money has arrived 142 times so far. The letters stating they are from the edge of the continent or other remote areas have come 121 times.”

“Sigh…”

So-wol bit her lip.

Just as Laila said.

Since she began to make a name for herself as the Sword Saint, countless letters impersonating Lee Hyun had flown into her hands.

At first, I was happy.

Isn’t that natural?

Others thought he was dead, and he himself believed he was missing—news of Lee Hyun had arrived.

So, when I set everything aside and went there, I was able to meet him.

The group of cultists who were trying to kill me.

I cannot express how despairing it was when I realized that the letter I sent after defeating them all was a trick by the cultists.

Since then, similar letters have continued to arrive.

Each time, I would go, kill, go, and kill again, and now letters even started coming that suggested sending them to the edge of the continent or to treacherous lands from which they could not return alive.

Was that all? There were requests to lend money, to harm someone.

There were even letters asking for someone to be kidnapped.

So now, even if it was a letter from Lee Hyun, I could not act recklessly.

“First, investigate. And is there any news about those sent to the edge of the continent…?”

“Yes.”

“I see… If you happen to find Master, tell him to come to the guild by any means necessary. And what about the Academy?”

“There is still no special news.”

Lee Hyun had clearly said he would go to the Academy.

So I should just wait for that, but I have no idea when that will be. I let out a sigh of regret.

“Understood.”

My heart aches.

Where on earth could Master be, and what is he doing?

I looked at the letters piled high in the box.

I hoped that among them, there would be a real one, feeling bittersweet at the thought.

“And it seems a new Archmage at the Ivory Tower is showing interest in the extermination of the Asura Church.”

Now that the talk about Lee Hyun was over, it was time to get to the main point.

Laila carefully presented the letter that the magician from the Ivory Tower had conveyed earlier.

“A new Archmage?”

“Yes. It seems a new Archmage of the Colorless Guild was born recently.”

“Colorless Guild? How interesting. Aren’t the colors of the Archmages in the Ivory Tower determined according to their attributes?”

“However, this Archmage is said to be able to use the highest-level magic of all attributes. Thus, it was necessary to create a new guild called the Colorless Guild.”

“Wow. That’s amazing. If they are very interested in the extermination of the Asura Church, we can’t help but get close. Can we investigate what kind of person they are?”

“Conducting background checks on someone of the Archmage level is not easy… There was even a case where the faction investigating the former Red Archmage Bella was attacked by the Ivory Tower and annihilated. If we’re not careful, they might end up in conflict with the church.”

That’s why they hadn’t shown any interest in the Ivory Tower until now.

Unless there was evidence that they were involved with the cult, it could be a pointless provocation.

After pondering her report for a moment, I shrugged my shoulders.

“Well. If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.”

“Since they say they will be passing through this area, how about meeting them for a moment? I think it would be best for you to see for yourself and make a judgment.”

“That doesn’t sound bad.”

The relationship between the church and the Ivory Tower is neither good nor bad.

As such, they had not shown much interest in each other until now, but if they had a common enemy, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to join forces.

Upon my permission, Laila took me along.

—

Not far from the base where they were staying, the Ivory Tower’s troops were taking a brief rest.

Unlike the church, which was focused on subduing the Yellow Turbans, the Ivory Tower had come to investigate the anomaly of magical energy that had occurred at this location.

Guided by the welcoming mages of the Ivory Tower, Sowol stepped into a luxurious-looking tent.

And she was in awe.

‘What a chest.’

A beautiful woman stood there, draped in an elegant black robe, with rich, flowing silver hair and deep, sapphire-blue eyes.

Among all her features, the most striking was her chest, which was noticeably full even beneath the robe.

Having gone to great lengths to achieve a voluptuous figure herself, inspired by Lee Hyun’s preferences, Sowol found herself momentarily taken aback by the beauty’s ample bosom.

“Uh. Th-there. U-um, n-nice to m-meet you.”

The woman, flustered and bowing her head deeply, averted her gaze and spoke softly.

“My name is… Lena.”