#Side Story 30. Trampled fate, blooming flower (4)
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…How much did I tell you?
Oh, it was even the part about my atonement, right?
sorry. I was just going to put away the dishes, but I fell on the way and forgot because I was busy picking them up.
yes? Are you not hurt?
Hehe, of course it’s okay. Because I come from a farming family.
Then shall we continue the story?
Anyway, after atonement in London, I had nowhere to go.
As I had sworn on my sword, I could not return to France, and other countries were afraid of me as a traitor and murderer.
But it wasn’t enough for the teacher to save the life of an ungrateful student like me, so he accepted him into the sword tower.
It’s okay to stay until you have a place to go.
So…
I became an instructor at Sword Tower.
Honestly, it was difficult at first.
I didn’t know it when I was just learning it, but I learned it when I taught it myself.
How difficult it is to go beyond simply teaching swordsmanship and lead people to understand swordsmanship and attain swordsmanship.
What a great person you are.
Even talented people sometimes took decades to understand Geomry.
Still, it was fun.
What about the time spent at Sword Tower?
Especially after juniors were created.
Junior Vlad had great manners as he came from a long-standing noble family.
They were very polite to me, even though I came from a farming family.
He came to Sword Tower solely to gain the strength to protect his wife and son, and he loved his family enough to become a sword master.
I can still see the joy he gave me when I sent him a gift at his son’s wedding.
yes? Aren’t you confused by the pile of potatoes that are so large that it’s difficult to dispose of them?
Hehe, it can’t be like that.
Vlad really liked potatoes. Vlad was the only one who never once refused the potatoes I offered him.
Yes, that’s how close I was to junior Vlad.
…At least until my junior lost his family.
My junior started hating me after he warned me at the funeral.
Ah, how did you know and warn me that junior Vlad would use black magic to revive his family?
I just knew.
If I were a junior, I would have done the same.
Ever since Vlad went into hiding, I’ve been feeling a little lonely.
I think the reason the teacher began going out often from around that time was to find other juniors who could comfort me.
…For me, I would have rather had a teacher by my side.
No, I’m not complaining.
Even though he was traveling abroad, he had little success, so I was a little worried that he might have fallen into alcohol, gambling, or prostitution… or something like that.
So, I was very happy when the teacher brought my running junior, Suri, to me.
Junior Suri was really pure and honest, and he followed me very well.
Sometimes I would run around naked or catch a tiger covered in blood and roast it and eat it… It was difficult when I would give breeding consultations.
Still, he was a really cute junior.
The same goes for Billy junior.
Although he was said to be a lecher and liked drinking, gambling, and women, he was still a junior who respected my teacher as much as I did.
Billy, a junior, was beaten every day by junior Suri for being annoying, but he followed him around persistently, making them look like siblings on good terms.
In terms of personality, I liked junior Gandhi the best.
Because we had different religions, he kept his distance from me at first, but later we got along well.
When he joked with me about taking over the world with you as a teacher, I just laughed without thinking.
After that, junior Gandhi never joked with me. It’s so strange, right?
And Adolf junior…
well, he was a little crazy, but he was still kind… I guess he wasn’t even a junior.
Still, he was a junior I wanted to support because he worked hard in everything he did.
Although I could never support her when she tried to sneak into the bedroom at night to give birth to the teacher’s child.
…yes?
How do you have a child?
That’s….
the man and the woman, um, the pistil and the stamen….
Oh, you remember that? Then why did you ask that?
Are you Adolf junior?
Of course it was a woman.
He was so androgynous yet cute that people could mistake him for a pretty boy, so he had many fans among trainees regardless of gender.
Adolf junior ignored all the fans and just followed the teacher around.
That’s right, a sword master’s partner can only be a sword master, and the teacher is a wonderful person, so it’s not that I can’t understand it, but…
honestly, it was the junior who gave me the most trouble.
…It’s about next to junior Asha.
Oh, of course, I also liked junior Asha.
Honestly, out of all my juniors, he was the kindest and most obedient one.
But… the…
order and things like that.
He said it was okay for him to be a concubine.
There was some strange misunderstanding about that teacher and me, which made me feel strangely pressured.
Oh well…
Anyway, they were all good juniors.
I was able to believe that if we joined forces, we would be able to maintain peace in the world and live happily ever after.
But…
the day has begun.
-The fall of a star.
When the dungeon appears, the stars fall, and the players appear.
I felt it was evil.
It was the same for the teacher.
Even God requires faith to perform miracles, and only the devil gives power without compensation.
That’s why he supported me by saying that a contract with the devil will always come with a greater price, and thanks to the willingness of my juniors to help me.
Above all, it is the result of the Fairy Queen’s cooperation and knowledge of the truth about the stars.
By changing the laws of every country, I was able to prevent access to dungeons and contracts with the Constellation.
Because we were absolute.
…It was ultimately useless.
People who saw players quickly becoming stronger and winning continued to secretly enter dungeons and sign contracts, no matter how much it was banned.
As if possessed by the devil’s temptation.
In this way, the number of players increased and even public opinion changed.
The reason we block contracts is to keep in check players who can push out the Sword Master and become the new Absolute.
demonstration.
insult.
revolution.
terror.
War.
…After all the confusion, the number of players increased endlessly.
And when 50 years have passed.
Suddenly, the dungeon exploded and monsters started pouring out.
Yes, the full-scale star invasion had begun.
But what gave us the most trouble wasn’t the monster.
We were the same human being.
Over 95% of humanity who were already players were turned into puppets of the stars and became our enemies.
Should I cut them all down?
Or should I save it somehow?
The teacher eventually decided to find a way to solve the difficult situation.
In order to eliminate the star that is the cause of all these problems, the Fairy Queen will go on a long journey aboard the Santa Maria prepared by the Continental Guardians.
like that.
We were divided.
Those who will go to fight the stars with you and those who will stay and protect the world.
Including Black and Geomseong.
And I was the one left behind.
Because I was the sword master best suited to protect the world.
And then a long fight began.
It is a war to protect the world until the teacher returns after defeating the star.
For days.
For months.
For years and years.
We fought and endured.
No matter how many enemies there were and how strong they were, we were sword masters.
But humanity.
And this world.
…I couldn’t hold on in the end.
After the world was covered in extreme cold.
In the end, most of the remaining humans either died or made a contract with the Constellation and became traitors, and the Sword Saint, who lost his last people, died along with the Great East Empire.
Even Eldorado, which escaped with a handful of humanity, eventually crashed and was destroyed by the star’s attack.
One by one.
We also collapsed.
And finally, with a brilliant light, all the stars disappeared and the invasion stopped.
There was only one survivor left in this world.
The world too.
Humanity too.
Juniors too.
Only the helpless and impotent Sword Master who could not protect anything.
….
….
“…so.”
Even after I finished talking.
The teacher was silent with his face in his hands, but only after a long time did he open his mouth.
“Are you the only one left waiting?”
As if holding back something.
In a dry and painful voice.
The teacher asked me.
“Just for me to come back?”
“yes.”
and.
I bowed my head.
Because I couldn’t face the teacher.
“sorry. Teacher, you trusted me and entrusted me with the world…”
“There is no need to apologize.”
“….”
“Didn’t you do your best?”
“It doesn’t matter what’s best. “What matters is the results.”
“….”
“That’s why I waited.”
slowly.
I looked up again.
Then he looked at the teacher and smiled quietly.
“Because you are the only one qualified to punish this impudent student who failed to keep his promise to protect the world.”
“…No, I am not qualified.”
“If it’s because of memory, don’t worry. “I will help you regain your memories.”
“….”
“Because I know what kind of person the teacher is and what he likes and dislikes.”
“…glass.”
“More than anything…”
He smiled.
Gently hold the teacher’s hand.
“Even if you don’t remember, you are still a teacher.”
“glass.”
“This scar is still clearly visible on the teacher’s hand…”
“….”
“That sign… thing?”
uh?
It’s strange.
Are my eyes wrong?
doesn’t exist.
There is proof in your hands that you are the teacher who protected me that day.
why.
why.
That scar.
Is it not there?
“I have something to tell you.”
…And why does the teacher look at me with such sad and guilty eyes?
“I’m sorry for only now telling you something I should have told you a long time ago.”
no.
That can’t be possible.
Because you promised.
He said he would definitely come back.
And now you’re back.
So, it seems like the scar just happened to heal.
Teacher, you are a stronger and better sword master than anyone else.
So obviously….
“I am Limon Asfelder from another parallel world.”
“….”
“So this is not the teacher you know and have been waiting for to return.”
“ah.”
like that.
I had a hunch.
“Ahh….”
I already knew.
I had ignored it until now.
But listen to this person’s words.
A truth that can no longer be ignored.
Those long years of waiting were just meaningless.
And….
“Aaaaaaa!!!”
…In the realization that the teacher I know will never return.
I was so devastated.
Trampled.
Like a flower.
