There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 509



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EP.509 To you we waited for (11)

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[These crazy guys. They are causing a lot of trouble, they are causing a lot of trouble… !]

Immediately after the impact that threatened to collapse the entire staircase, Mahagan’s ghost jumped out from between the stairs.

He was looking around for the warrior father and son, and as soon as he saw Dawn, he was startled.

He had been hit directly by the warrior’s martial arts and was lying sprawled out on the stairs in a very miserable state.

[Hey, you crazy bastard!]

Mahagan immediately looked down the stairs. The person who had blown off Dawn’s upper body answered calmly.

“Nice to meet you too, Mahagan.”

[It’s a pleasure to meet you, you crazy bastard. If this guy dies, why did you do this?]

“He’s not dead. “Isn’t the fact that I stay and talk like this the proof of that?”

A word that points out that the illusion of succession is maintained only when there is a ‘living’ hero party member on the stairs.

However, Mahagan, who checked Dawn’s wounds, screamed once more.

[That damn snout! Can you say that even after blowing off half of your upper body? If it hit the head, it would be instant death!]

“But I avoided it.”

The Margrave came up the stairs, answering in a calm and therefore more truthful voice.

“You should have seen it too. It was so amazing to see him not taking his eyes off me until the end. “I couldn’t help but admire it.”

[…] .]

Mahagan looked at the Margrave with an expression as if he were looking at a crazy person. And it was only after the Marquis had sat down right next to her that she came to her senses and opened her mouth again.

[I knew right away that he wasn’t the kind of guy who bites and sucks because of his blood, but… I didn’t know that she would blow my heart from the first meeting.]

“… .”

[Why were you disappointed because she looked like you and not her?]

Mahagan chuckled. It wasn’t an attempt to irritate him like in the past, but rather a grumble out of genuine anger.

“Don’t you know very well that I am not a narrow-minded person who discriminates against people based on their appearance? He had no intention of killing. I thought I could endure this much… ”

[shut up! Are you saying that if I don’t die, I can use the warrior’s martial arts skills? uh?! What hurts is what hurts!]

“… .”

Mahagan screamed and swung his hand and hit him on the head. It wasn’t a very meaningful action. The ghost’s translucent hand passed by the margrave’s head in vain.

However, the emotions contained therein were conveyed in a way that was heartbreaking.

The Margrave laughed awkwardly, as if he had drunk a bitter potion.

“No one else, I didn’t know you would say that. Have you become attached at all?”

[…] .]

Mahagan did not answer right away. He looked down at the stunned face of Dawn and spoke with a sigh.

[affection… Yes, I fell in love with it. Not to anyone else, but to me, your bloodline.]

Such pure recognition. Whether the Margrave was slightly surprised or not, Mahagan sat down to Dawn’s right.

[…] Now you get it, right? The plan went awry.]

“Yeah, it looks that way.”

Mahagan glanced at him. The Margrave deliberately turned the conversation to another topic.

“It’s unexpected that he has already learned only part of the warrior’s martial arts, but his sword skills… It was dark red. “I can’t even imagine how it can be twisted to change the golden color to dark red.”

[…] .]

“Tell me. Mahagan. What happened? Wasn’t the original plan to disguise the champion’s gold with the gold of Khepri? But why did he… .”

Mahagan cut him off.

[son.]

“… .”

[Call me son, not him. Even if there is no affection cultivated, there must be affection born.]

The Margrave looked at Mahagan with the same grave eyes as Dawn, then nodded.

“… “So, would you mind telling me how my son ended up like this?”

Mahagan did not answer right away this time either. He rambled like a teacher trying to explain a difficult formula in an easy way.

[There was a hole in her plan.]

“… .”

[It was already planned. How many times do you think others after us have done this again? Thousands? Hundreds? I don’t know exactly, but I’m sure there are enough smart people to notice.]

“… Smart guy? “Is there anyone who can predict it?”

[Well, Stalin?]

When an unexpected name appeared, the Margrave closed his mouth and thought about it.

And when Dawn’s internal organs and bones were almost completely regenerated, he opened his mouth again.

“… “Have you ever tried to turn back your fate?”

[I tried it. Since I had the opportunity, I sent your son to the Magic Tower. however… Rather, your son ruined the whole plan.]

“… .”

[Hiraria is running fine, and my student is alive and paying for his sins there. even… Are you saying that she even ate up all the arrangements she had left? Can you believe it?]

The Margrave looked blankly at Mahagan’s face. As far as he knew, this flirtatious archmage was not a man who got excited this easily.

Has the long period of time changed his soul? Or was he influenced by his son? I couldn’t figure it out.

So the Margrave told a story he knew. And he fell into even greater confusion.

“… “What about Hitler?”

[Ah, Hitler. This guy is the really funny part of this story, that mustache demon bastard is being digested in the stomach of your potential daughter-in-law.]

“… ???”

daughter-in-law… what? When the Margrave frowned, unable to keep up with the conversation this time, Mahagan said, “Ha!” He smiled and continued speaking.

[There are so many candidates for your daughter-in-law. When you look at it from the side, it feels like you’re seeing the first warrior?]

“… .”

[Oh, and you. Damerond, thanks to that, he became in-laws with the cub.]

In-laws? with who? For the first time since the succession began, the calmness disappeared from the Margrave’s face.

The Margrave furrowed his brow as hard as he could and spoke with an expression as if he had just seen a dirty hallway.

“usually… If all goes according to plan, this great saint and elf princess… “It must have been bait for the main character?”

[Oh, didn’t you tell me in advance? The main character has not been found yet. Meanwhile, your son… sudden!]

“… .”

[ha ha ha! The handsome warrior’s face twitches!]

“… Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying it. “But we don’t have time, so let’s keep talking.”

[Whoa, whoa. Okay, give it a try.]

“Even if you couldn’t find the main character, you would have found the candidate, right? If Queenie didn’t fail, the Orbs of Destiny gathered at the Academy… .”

The Margrave’s efforts to return to normal were all too easily shaken.

[The Bead of Destiny, yes, your son also ate this great saint who holds the Bead.]

“… .”

[Would you like to explain the other daughter-in-law candidates?]

The Margrave touched his forehead in silence. This was because he belatedly understood Yeo-myeong’s words when she spoke about her daughter-in-law.

what? Isn’t having many daughters-in-law similar to having many daughters?

Unable to think of anything to say, he looked down at Dawn. The young man whose skin was just regenerating looked so similar to himself that it was sad.

Just as he resembles his father, and his father resembles his father, and ultimately the first warrior.

The moment when the Margrave, feeling a strange emotion, reached out and placed his hand on his son’s face.

“No child grows up the way their parents want.”

An easy-going female voice came from the top of the stairs.

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Mahagan chuckles! Coughing as if a nail had been driven into his chest or not, the owner of the voice came down the stairs, completing his fantasy body.

“I knew it would be like this from the beginning. “Whose child is this, will they live according to plan?”

[The snout of a bitch who has never been able to get rid of the label of a virgin all her life… !]

When the Margrave turned his head, following Mahagan’s crow, he saw a familiar woman looking down at him.

Queenie Cowan.

Holding a large horse gun, she looked down at the two people and smiled.

“Why is a virgin here? uh? I’m speaking as the best child expert among us. Even though it looks like this, I was the dean of the academy. And you’re the one who couldn’t get off the bachelor label… ”

[shut up! Cough, it’s a disaster. Don’t materialize and get the fuck out! Only one person can come out at a time!]

“Oh, don’t do that, it’s not like it’s worn out…” .”

[It’s worn out! My soul is worn out! Can’t you see it’s getting blurry?!]

As Mahagan said, his body was gradually fading from the soles of his feet. Queenie Cowan said without heeding anything.

“I don’t think there will ever be another opportunity for this great hero to faint after spewing out this much mana during ‘Succession’… Let’s talk together for the first time in a while. “Let’s gather some opinions on what to do with that guy from now on.”

[hate. I hate gathering opinions even more.]

“Well, stubbornness.”

[It’s not stubbornness! I’m talking about common sense! You stupid bitch! Don’t you know that we no longer exist in this world and this time? Even though the plan may have gone awry, it is all beyond our rights to argue about this child’s future! huh? If you are an adult, you should think like an adult and help your child on his or her future path! Being an educator may be something to be ashamed of!]

The reactions of the party members who heard Mahagan’s words like a storm were different. The Margrave was surprised at the change in his friend, and Queenie laughed and fell back down the stairs.

“ha ha ha! I never thought the words ‘act like an adult’ would come out of your mouth. “Can you become a teacher at our academy?”

[…] .]

“Well, it’s just a compliment, but there’s nothing to be so blunt about, right? Well, I admit it’s a good opinion though. But you know it’s not up to you to decide alone, right? As always, let’s decide by majority vote.”

[…] Majority decision?]

“Are you going to move this great hero as planned now, or are you going to follow your words and let him live as he wants?”

Queenie, who said that, came down the stairs with great strides and sat on Dawn’s head.

And he spoke, playing with Dawn’s hair with his hands, as if he was touching his cute nephew.

“First of all, I vote for Mahagan to leave them free. “Warrior, what about you?”

The Margrave looked at the two men in turn before answering.

“abstention. “There is too little information.”

[Hey, you stupid in-law, then you won’t get a majority vote… Cough!]

Mahagan, who was about to say another word to the Margrave, coughed and became even more translucent. He looked down the stairs with a bewildered look on his face.

[I asked for just one… It all comes out.]

A smile appeared on the Margrave’s lips as he looked at the same place, and Queenie also smiled, showing her teeth.

An elegant voice came from down the stairs.

“I vote for the same opinion as Mahagan.”

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“… “Okay.”

Dawn came to her senses on the stairs. Her whole body felt sore, and the stairs were far from a good place to sleep… .

Anyway, as he managed to raise his upper body, he saw something much more translucent than usual.

“… Mahagan?”

[OK.]

“Why are you in such a state?”

[Something happened while you were passed out. It’s really, really hard. It’s so difficult that tomorrow there will be succession, stairs, and nabal, and I don’t think I’ll be able to do anything.]

As Dawn blinked, not knowing what she was talking about, Mahagan sighed deeply and asked.

[So, what was it like when you met Abby?]

“… “He was a little different from what I expected.”

[It’s so absurd to endure swearing.]

“… .”

Dawn stood up with a bitter smile. The pain 100 times stronger than the menstrual pain that always came after the ordeal on the stairs was tingling through her muscles, but walking was no problem.

“It looks like you had a hard time. Would you like to end today’s training before heading back?”

[Aren’t you asking what happened?]

“If there’s something I need to know, you can tell me. I think you had a private conversation with the Margrave… “If it’s a difficult story, there’s no need to tell me.”

After finishing speaking, Dawn politely extended her hand to Mahagan. Maha Gan looked at her face quietly, then took her hand and said:

[…] How could a son like this come from that bastard’s seed?]

Dawn went up the stairs with Mahagan without any response. And just before arriving at the dragon’s nest after passing through a long undersea tunnel.

Mahagan called him and stopped him.

[This time, the great hero… No, Dawn.]

“yes?”

[You are the hero we have been waiting for. so… .]

we? Dawn suddenly tilted her head as if asking what he was saying. Mahagan brought up the conversation from earlier, or more precisely, what his already dead friends had agreed upon.

[Live as you wish. Revenge, love… Doing things we couldn’t do to our heart’s content. Live like that.]

“… .”

Dawn, a quick-witted kid who knew that adults sometimes get sentimental, didn’t ask what he meant.

Instead, he answered with a small smile.

“Yes, I will live like that.”

There was only a day and a half left until the final preliminaries of the Olympia.