The Hero Disciple Is Back

chapter 62



61. The Master took up the sword to become stronger

After confirming that Leah was asleep, I quietly left the hideout, holding a sword in my hand.

“… This will do.”

I drew my sword.

“It’s been a long time since I drew my sword for training.”

I didn’t think I needed to be strong anymore.

Retired and reclusive body

I thought that there was no need to swing a sword to pursue strength. Therefore, I never drew my sword to train myself to become stronger.

But things have changed.

There was something I had to protect.

A precious treasure has been created that must be protected.

Something has come to exist that makes you feel like you want to protect it even at the risk of your life.

Now that it has come to that, I have no choice but to take up my sword.

Especially since I almost lost something precious, I had to take up my sword even more. Because what I consider precious and how to protect that precious thing are both things that only I can do.

Because I am weak and lacking

It is the fate of the weak to tremble at the thought that they might lose something precious because of it. However, that does not mean that they do not have the right to escape that fate of the weak, or the right to overcome it. Everyone has that right. Everyone has the right to build up strength, wealth, or any other power to escape the fate of the weak and protect something precious.

I took up my sword at this moment to exercise my rightful claim.

WHEEK! WHEEK! WHEEK!

“… Time is the cure.”

My dark aura in the past was too dark.

If it was natural, then it was a natural result.

It was only natural that the pain and sorrow of losing my family, and the sword I swung because I didn’t want to lose any more, could not contain positive emotions. I started working as a mercenary in that state, and while working as a mercenary, I couldn’t help but lose and lose again. As a result, it was only natural that my sword would become more murderous.

It is impossible for something that was born black to suddenly become white. It is easy to dye white cloth black, but the opposite is more labor intensive. Just as something stained with blood cannot be easily washed away…

That’s why I hated my sword. It was because my sword contained my ugliest emotions the most. There aren’t many people who would like to see something that contains their ugliest self, and I certainly couldn’t accept it.

Therefore, to the extent that I draw my sword, it is by necessity. I draw my sword because I need it, and I swing my sword only when I think it is necessary. That is how much I wanted to keep my distance from my sword.

but

It’s different now.

The same ugly emotions that had been there before were no longer contained in my sword.

Is time a cure? As time passes, aren’t there things that are forgotten and erased?

“… Or maybe it means I have changed that much?”

Maybe time is not the cure, but rather a fundamental change, a result of my own transformation.

The me now is….

If it has changed, it has changed.

If it were me in the past, I wouldn’t have created anything precious or anything I wanted to protect. The pain from losing was so tiresome that I didn’t want to feel it anymore. That was me in the past.

‘Well, it’s not like I created Sera or Leah, but rather I was forced to take charge of them… .’

Sarah was forced into the care of the emperor

Leah was forced to take over by the Last Dragon Lord.

It wasn’t that I wanted to find them myself, they just appeared in front of me of their own accord.

That may have been the beginning.

The beginning may not have been my intention.

But if you ask me if that’s where my feelings were born, that’s not the case.

I also decided to cherish those two

I also made up my mind to protect those two.

It’s all my choice.

In the end, the fact that I made that choice meant that I had changed.

‘If you don’t try to carry anything, you will end up losing nothing. You will no longer feel the excruciating pain of losing anything. I certainly thought that and lived in seclusion…’

When I came to my senses, I realized that I had taken back what I had so desperately wanted.

Indeed, life doesn’t always go as planned. You always get a nice surprise, and when you face an unexpected reality, you end up holding your head in agony.

I also got a nice kick to the back of the head.

but….

okay….

It’s a nice pat on the back of the head.

It felt good to be hit in the back of the head, and it was a bit weird to judge whether it was good or bad, but it was definitely a good hit in the back of the head. Thanks to that, I have something precious to me again.

So, once you get hit in the back of the head, you can’t help but change from before. If you don’t change from before even after getting hit in the back of the head, then you’re nothing more than a fool or an idiot. Even if it’s a pleasant hit in the back of the head.

I had no desire to become a fool or an idiot, nor did I want to feel the excruciating pain of losing something precious again.

Therefore, you must swing your sword.

A sword to protect.

“Swing it a thousand times, ten thousand times.”

♧♧♧

Jade swings her sword to become stronger

Leah, who had been watching without Jade knowing, let out a sigh. She had pretended to take a nap because she thought her father was trying to do something secretly. She had never imagined that she would see something like this.

“Phew. I’ll protect Dad anyway.”

She puffed out her cheeks as if she was dissatisfied.

When she saw it, she couldn’t understand it. Even though she was the perfect being, the strongest race, and she was protecting him, Jade was training with a sword to become stronger.

-That’s not strange. That’s what a teacher is like.

A voice that only Leah could hear answered Leah’s question. It was Sera. There was no special artifact like Ovillon, but the dragon’s absurdly powerful magic had solved it so easily. It was truly a dragon-like thing.

“Hmm… Dad, just relax.”

-Do you wish the teacher would just rely on you and expect you to?

“Yeah! I just have to give Dad whatever he wants.”

-Then it wouldn’t be a father-daughter relationship.

Sarah knows.

There is no way Jade could tolerate such a relationship.

Even if Sera was a warrior, Jade would shake her head, saying that it was absurd for her to entrust everything to him as her master, rely on him, and expect her as her disciple. It was no different for Rhea, a dragon of the strongest race, a perfect being. As long as she was his protector, he could not tolerate a one-sided, slanted relationship. That was the man Jade was.

“Even so… I don’t like it when Dad has a hard time.”

She knows, as a perfect being, how difficult it is to challenge a wall. Although she has never experienced it herself, Leah also had a vague feeling that it would be more difficult because she had never experienced it herself.

Therefore, Leah wanted her father to be at ease. She thought that as long as she, the perfect being and the strongest of the race, and the first white dragon, was by her side, she could solve everything.

-Well, is it hard for you, Master?

“Of course it wouldn’t be difficult?”

-Of course, your body may be tired. But your mind will not be tired. Because now, the Master’s spirit will be alive and breathing more than ever.

Lose everything

I could tell because I was a Sera who had never tried to protect anything.

Jade now

Jade’s soul, which carries a sword to protect what is precious and swings it to become stronger, is more alive and breathing than ever before.

It was an experience that Sarah could feel thanks to Jade, so she knew and was certain of it better than anyone else.

“So! Even though your body is tired, your mind is very healthy?”

-You could say that. Our Leah is smart.

“Hehehe. Because I’m a dragon.”

Leah puffed out her chest and smiled confidently before looking at Jade again. Sure enough, sweat was dripping down Jade’s forehead, but his face was more lively than ever.

“Yeah! I think I know what you mean, Mom!”

Hatchling Leah decided to cheer her father on.

-So what are you going to do?

“If it seems difficult, try casting a healing spell!”

-Hmm… Wouldn’t it be better not to do that?

Becoming stronger is a delicate process. Every single wound or blister on your hand is a necessary step toward becoming stronger.

“Phew.”

Leah puffed out her cheeks again, as if she was dissatisfied.


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