The Hero Disciple Is Back

65. The Master’s Younger Brother Exercises His Privileges

“Yay!!!!”

Leah created a giant spherical ball of magic and threw it at me.

It wasn’t just a simple mass of magical power. It had such an enormous weight that it was no different from a giant rock rolling down and crashing down on you.

It’s dangerous if you don’t cut it literally.

If you can’t bear it, it won’t work.

Must bear.

“Ugh!”

With that determination in my sword

Shaaang!!!

The moment it arrived in front of my nose

I cut it down.

He draws his sword and swings it in an instant, at the speed of a flash.

Click!

Put it back in.

“Phew.”

The giant ball-shaped mass of magical power that Leah threw at me for my training was cut in two with perfect precision, and disappeared into a dust of light.

“Wow! Dad is awesome!!”

Leah reacted with joy, jumping up and down. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her.

“… As expected, Aurora is different.”

It wasn’t that different from the feeling of handling an aura, but that didn’t mean that ‘Natural Mana’ was the aura itself. It was clearly similar, but there was definitely an essential difference.

I could feel that difference more and more clearly thanks to my training with Leah.

‘If Aura is fire, then I guess I should say that nature’s mana is water?’

Aura can burn out and use explosive power in an instant, but natural mana is not like that. Instead, natural mana always flows steadily and gently. If the power of aura is said to evaporate in an instant, natural mana feels like it lasts a little longer. This may not seem like a big difference, but the difference is by no means small.

Something that is different from the norm means that it is rare, and something that is rare means that it is likely to be something unknown to the opponent. As a result, it was clear that swordsmanship imbued with natural mana was completely different from swordsmanship imbued with ordinary aura, and that difference would soon become a tremendous strength.

“I guess we’ll stop here for today. Thank you, Leah. For always hanging out with us.”

“Hmm~! It’s okay! I’m glad I can play with Daddy!”

My back was soaked with sweat, so I couldn’t say anything to that. I just smiled and stroked Leah’s head as she came over to me.

I really did my best… . But from Leah’s perspective, who had created the training tools that had made it so difficult for me with her magic and thrown them at me, it seemed like nothing more or less than a joke.

Should we really say that this is the strongest being, a dragon?

But that doesn’t mean I’ll be lazy and put in moderate effort.

No matter how hard I try, even if I miraculously reach the level of a superhuman, I will still be far inferior to Leah’s strength. Even if that happens, Leah will still be protecting me, and it may not be that I am protecting Leah. However, it doesn’t make sense for me, as a guardian, to take it for granted that I am protected by Leah. Some may say that this is a pointless and useless pride, but as a guardian, there is nothing I can do.

The moment you throw it away, it can no longer be called a guardian. Becoming an adult and becoming independent is the master key to breaking this relationship. Other than that, this relationship cannot be broken or separated.

“Hehehe”

In order to protect this lovely smile, and not to ruin it, I must make an effort.

Plus… .

‘It must be obvious that the disciple is trying hard. It would be embarrassing for the teacher to just sit still.’

If a disciple is always a disciple to his master, shouldn’t a master always be a master?

“What should I do for you today?”

“Mmm~! I like anything Dad makes!”

“… … .”

I got the answer, “Anything is fine,” which was no different from “Anything is fine.” There was no magic word more effective than this to make the other person have a headache. But as always, you have to find the best answer. This is also the role of a guardian.

… It was only natural that the role of a guardian was truly arduous.

♧♧♧

The mercenary king Balik was picking his ears.

“Mercenary King! What are you doing in front of our guests!”

The nobles sitting in front of him glared at Balik with faces filled with displeasure. However, he simply ignored them.

“Oh. I found some earwax.”

“Mercenary King!!!”

“I told you I know my title. You don’t have to yell like that.”

As he said that, this time he started picking his nose.

“Ugh!”

The nobles trembled. If the mercenary king had shown this kind of behavior, the nobles would have said all sorts of things and come out strongly… .

That couldn’t happen now.

It was something I couldn’t dare do.

No matter what anyone says

Because at this moment, A was the mercenary king, and they were B.

“I said I would pay as much as the money required!”

“Huh? I don’t really need money?”

A mocking voice flowed out as he spoke while picking his nose.

Thud!

Because of this, the nobles were saying things that should not come out of their mouths… .

The nobles gritted their teeth and endured. They felt like drawing their swords at any moment, as they had never been subjected to such a horrible insult in their lives…

“Gulp”

As he watched the knight who had already drawn his sword for insulting his lord being pinned to the wall by the mercenary king Balik, foaming at the mouth… the anger that had been welling up within him began to subside on its own.

‘The monster became more monstrous.’

‘I’ve heard rumors that you’ve overcome that wall that was so hard to overcome… but I thought it was just a common rumor… .’

‘… This time, the rumors turned out to be true.’

The nobles were sweating profusely at the thought of an unmanageable monster becoming even more monstrous…

‘but!’

‘That’s why it’s good!’

‘The monster has become even more monstrous from the beginning! It will be more than enough to be the swordsman’s opponent!’

The nobles tried to solve all their problems by finding the Sword Saint (who was no longer in this world), but… the Sword Saint was nowhere to be found. The Duke also revealed that all connections to the Sword Saint had been severed, so they also did not know the Sword Saint’s whereabouts, and that all their efforts to find him were in vain. In the end, the nobles could not help but seriously worry that they would not be able to find the Sword Saint in the little time left, and that the Sword Saint might not even appear.

So they started searching in a hurry.

I’m talking about a strong person who can defeat the Black Sword Demon.

Because the warrior had suggested that to the nobles.

-Blacksmithing has to be the strongest, right?

That is, they will give the swordsman a chance. They will have a showdown between the swordsman and the nobles, prepared by the strong men. If they win, the swordsman will be able to officially receive the title of swordsman, but if they lose, they will no longer be able to have the title of swordsman. Therefore, the nobles had to somehow recruit a strong man who could defeat the swordsman.

But the Sword Ghost was only as strong as the Sword Saint. No matter what anyone says, the Sword Ghost was incredibly strong. In other words, it was only natural that there weren’t many people who would dare to challenge the Sword Ghost in such a public place. In addition, there was another reason why superhumans avoided him: the previous Sword Saint. How could the previous Sword Saint, who had such a trash personality, not have had any troubles with superhumans? In other words, it was only natural that the superhumans didn’t want to bother him. There would be nothing more terrifying than the Sword Saint losing his name, and that would be the most exhilarating thing for them.

That is why the nobles eventually came to the Mercenary King. The nobles despised the mercenaries who would do anything for money more than anything else, but at this moment, they could no longer care about such things. Rather, they came to the Mercenary King, thinking to themselves that they were fortunate to be able to use money to hire a strong man who was no less powerful than a superhuman.

But contrary to their expectations, the mercenary king showed no interest whatsoever no matter how much gold they showed him.

“This is the best greatsword ever made by a master craftsman. What do you think?”

“I don’t care. Above all, I don’t have to wield the greatsword anymore.”

“Look at this! It’s the highest-grade jewel called Mermaid’s Tears, which heated up the auction house so much not long ago. Doesn’t this pique your interest?”

“You have no one to give it to. You have a wife, a daughter, and two concubines. Are you bragging to me that you have many people to give it to?”

“Hey! Wait a minute! Why do you even know the number of my concubines?”

“There’s a department in the mercenary guild that manages information. So, pick up that precious jewel from your wife at home or your concubine in another house. Huh? Oh~~~~~! A big booger came out!”

The mercenary king Balik enjoyed and reveled in the privileges of absolute armor.

He was exercising his absolute privileges with a determination to completely resolve all the sorrows he had suffered from the nobles while living as a mercenary on this day.