Chapter 364 – Motivation

Yerin Seo. She was a girl who was like a friend to me when I was in high school.

Her atmosphere is similar, but her face shape is quite different except for her beauty.
As soon as I saw her at first glance, I remembered her.

“Hmm? Are you familiar with my attendant?”

The smiling pig aristocrat cautiously asked, and Katz tapped my arm with her finger as if asking. What the fuck is that creepy guy doing?

The Pig Noble with his eyes wide open looked at his attendant with an arrogant voice.

“Hey La Milia. Has she ever met the Mad Swordsman?”
“…Doesn’t exist.”

Businesslike attitude… Even the way she speaks is similar.
I glanced at Kitz, but why is he? I just ask with my eyes.
Kaitsu said she had seen me before and that she said that Clary Le resembled Yerin, but now she doesn’t seem to feel anything in particular.

People are bewildered, probably because I was agitated.

“…No. I was mistaken for a moment because it resembles someone I know.”

As I barely managed to squeeze my voice out Oh yes! A man with a satisfied smile.
I stared at him for a bit, then lowered his head slightly.

“Instructor at Pryunar Academy. It’s called eight days.”

The answer came not from the Pig Noble, but from the crystal ball placed in front of him.

[And he is also a sword of madness!]
“…”

Jiing.

As if waiting for me to say hello, light came out of the crystal ball, and the figure of Rapnir appeared.
Why is this woman here?

Raphnir, who puts his hands together and stares at me with his eyes shining, is of course an illusion, not an entity.
However, it was like seeing it in real life. It’s a great magic tool.
The hologram that came out of the crystal magic tool was exclaiming ah, looking at Kitz and me.

“I desperately wanted to see you two…!”
“…”

I don’t like it. I could have said that, but there is no need to scratch and make a boil.

“I couldn’t visit you because the construction was busy and the insignificant heretics kept arguing, but I think I’ll be able to see you soon after finishing the work.”
“Yes? No…”

I reflexively tried to say that it was okay not to come, but Kitz blocked it.

“Thank you, Cardinal Rapnir.”
“Ah! Thank you! It’s a pleasure and a pleasure to assist you as a slave to the light! I can’t thank you for doing what I love!”

It’s definitely a hologram, but the realism is really fucking vivid…
If you’re serious, it’s really more vivid than that nameless pig aristocrat or Herroot here.

The aristocratic uncle, who had been silenced by the madness emitted by Raffnir, glanced at Heorut, and Heeruth nodded her head as if he was okay.

Come to think of it, this son of a bitch. I heard that you dragged in the users of the head office and experimented, so you shamelessly came here? Does the fact that this guy is here mean that they are all dead?

She waited for a while, wondering if Kitz would give her a signal, but he just watched the situation. Then I can do what I usually do.

“It’s been a while since I came to Sers and my eyes and ears are short. Please don’t be angry and tell me your name?”

The pig noble rubbed his hands at the formal greeting.

“Oi~!! It’s anger! How dare I do this to the sword of madness!”
“That’s right, Mad Flame!! In terms of influence, even if you are a real mother equivalent to a teenage family in Enthiaer, you can never compare to a Mad Flame equal to the light!!”

Stay still, lady.
What did you interpret my eyes for? Alas! She exclaims and even gets on her knees and prays. It pays off…
She takes her gaze away from her and looks back at her pig noble, still rubbing her hands together with her totally unfazed face.

I think I can finally hear the name of this aristocrat.
First of all, did you say the family name is Real Money?
Considering that he entered the principal’s office, an important place in the historic Prunar Academy, he must not be a servant, but the head of the family.

[Literally, it’s a family that wakes up and works hard in Sers. That person is the family head…]
[Silver money. He has a similar prestige to your friend Ashita’s current lover, Plain Boy. That man is a count…]

…?

Principal Sam’s and Katz’s voices echoed at the same time.
Besides, noise is interspersed here and there.
This is what happens when salt waves overlap.

The two men and women looked at each other for a moment and then sent yeompa to me again.

[It is a very wealthy family financially. If I had to compare it, about half of a heart? That’s huge. From a general point of view […
[It’s similar to the influence of a typical teenage family, and it’s probably more than the three leading families, Blizzar, Heart, and Grise…]

Cheer.

Principal Sam and Kitz stare at each other.
What are you guys doing

Anyway, I roughly figured it out.
Block now.
When the salt wave sent to me was cut off, the principal sighed, and I took one step ahead of him.

“Sure, I wondered where I’d seen it, and it turned out it was Count Silmoney. I’ve heard a lot about it.”

About a minute was wasted watching the strange confrontation between Principal Sam and Kitz, but the real mother smiled pleasantly as if that minute seemed to remember who she was.

“Oops! It’s an honor that the sword of mad flame heard my name!! I’ll formally introduce myself!! And I’m a real mother!”

He holds my outstretched hand with both hands and shakes it with a gentle smile.
Indeed, it is comparable to Hart Gar. Because his feeling was similar to that of Gald.
I felt the prayers of a merchant who was mad about money rather than the authority of a nobleman.

However, if there is a difference between Gald and Gald… At least Gald doesn’t reveal his ambition on the outside, but this man can clearly feel his ambition.

“By the way, why did you come to this place?”
“Haha. I was invited by Blizzard-sama here, so I dared to attend this event.”

Seeing Nova, he grinned.
What was the purpose of getting me to meet Lee Jae?

“I specially invited him because he seems to be needed for the future work of the heir.”
“Is that so.”

Even though I showed that I didn’t like it very much, the two of them are not agitated at all.
Little old raccoons.
Instead of continuing my conversation with them, I looked at the one I hadn’t talked to yet.

He’s just an old wizard.
Kaitsu told him to be careful, and he said he stayed still in numerous episodes.

Nova answered this time as well.

“Me and Huroot-sama had a slight connection, but he said he wanted to meet you, heir.”
“Me?”
“Heh heh. Is it the old man’s turn now?”

When the old man winked, he joked, “It’s the count. I’ve been talking too long.”

Also, the principal also gives me a strange look.
Her external pressure, even if it’s from a teenage family, is ignored. It must be because of Her Root that she dared to call me, the instructor.
Then, according to Principal Sam’s intention, I should have a conversation with him.
I trudged along to close the distance, and I saw the old man’s hand as he smiled at me, stood up, and extended his hand…

Passed

“…?”

I stopped at the waiter boy next to the old man.
I held out my hand to him with a bewildered expression.
People around her were staring at her with a shocked expression asking what that was doing, but they didn’t really ignore Herroot.
That’s it. Because this boy is Huroot.

“…Uh, yes?”

Herruth looked around with a puzzled expression.
Sil Money Burr was gasping in fright as she alternated between me and the angry-faced old man, while Nova frowned at me and looked at me like an idiot.

Principal Sam, who is in Dark Wizard Mode, stood still… But seemed to be holding back a laugh as he watched him tremble.

Kitsu had been wondering from the beginning, but then he grinned. He too was feeling uncomfortable.
The boy groaned as if he was in trouble, then smiled and said.

“Hey, I’m Mr. Hurt’s waiter…”
“Are you Mr. Huroot?”
“…”

The boy still has a puzzled look on his face.
What. What are we going to do with this?
I scratched my head and put my hands together.

“Do you want to play a prank?”
“That, that’s not it… This is so…”

Seeing the old man as if he was in trouble, I decided to speak up.

“To be exact, both of you are Mr. Herroot. Although you are about 80% real.”
“…!”

It was only for a moment, but the boy’s eyes were shaken.
A moment of silence passes.

In the suffocating air, at some point, an angry old man grinned.
Not just old people, but boys too.

“Ahahahahahaha…”
“Whoop whoop whoop…”

Laughter of different timbres and tones soon overlaps completely into a horrifying chorus.
While the people in the room stared with hard faces, one person. Only Principal Sam, in dark wizard mode, giggled as he hit his knee.

“Look Herroot! Did I win?”
“Ha… This is so…”

Herroot muttered in amazement.
Already, the tone of his youth has completely disappeared and only the tone of a seasoned old man remains.
As if anxious, he put down his hands, which had been gathered politely, as if to brush them off, and put one hand on his waist. He hangs one hand and looks up at me with a confident face.

“Nice to meet you. Eight days.”
“…”
“My name is Emrephes, the rank of the wizard, and Herruth.”

His affirmation spreads shock throughout the room.
A real money bug whose eyes are about to explode. Raffnir covers his mouth with his hand. And Nova twisting his mouth.
He asked softly.

“… You, Hurrut…?”
“When you become a super wizard, you can do something similar to martial artists or swordsmen?
“…”

Even Nova can’t escape the shock.
Is it that surprising?
Well, I know that Principal Sam is Joonna and cute Lori, but as if most people didn’t know that, Haruth would have been hiding it, so maybe it’s natural.

Let’s say hello

“Nice to meet you. Instructor at the academy. I’m eight.”
“Hey…That’s right. I didn’t expect to lose…”

The moment Herroot, who was scratching his head as if in trouble, was about to say something, Rapnir intervened and the boy smiled bitterly.

“Yeopshi!! The sword of madness!! As a person who is the essence of light itself, he sees everything through his insight…”

Suddenly, Raffnir’s voice cut off.
Her mouth is constantly moving and her ecstatic expression doesn’t mean she’s stopped.
I felt a weak magic power in Huroot’s body.
Perhaps he did something, but he did it so naturally and with a very small amount of mana that it gave him a little goosebumps at his great skill.

A person who uses magic as naturally as breathing.
Being a wizard of this level, he is the Emperor of Magic. It must be called Emrepes.

“I’m sorry. I’m in a hurry.”
“No. Have you ever made a bet with the principal?”
“That’s right. If I lose, I was supposed to participate in the Hero’s Gaze judges and advertise for the Fryunar Academy without any conditions… But that’s not the point right now.”

The face of the boy who was examining me closely was a little displeased.

“I’ve seen Lenea for a long time, and since I’m a wizard of the same level, it’ll be hard to hide, but it’ll be hard for others to know my identity. But…”

Herroot looked at me and Kitz alternately.

“Really, the battle of fame… Is this the true warrior and the sword of mad flame? The light that appeared after a long silence replied to the chosen warriors.”

Let’s cringe.

“How did you know?”
“It just seemed.”
“Just?”
“Yes.”

There was an expression of absurdity and an expression of bewilderment, but unfortunately I had nothing else to say.
What do you mean by feeling natural?

If I had to force myself to explain it, there was a reason that I felt even more incongruent because the foundations of human beings were unnaturally divided.
In the past, the reporter seemed to be a virtue of observing the chew.
Compared to his real human-like doll, this body is just covered with magic, so there is a tremendous sense of incongruity…

“Is it…”

Harut muttered as if moaning, and suddenly lowered his head slightly to Nova.
Indeed, even the head of Blizzar, who runs the lead among the teenage families, must be embarrassed by Emrepes’ etiquette.

“Thanks to you for allowing me to have this precious meeting, and dear Renea for letting me know about this opportunity.”
“You’re welcome.”

I don’t even have to tell you if we’re close to each other because we’re the same Emrepes. When she sees the pretty boy pretending to be friendly with the cute principal Sam, her feelings are offended.
[Freak out.]
[George is black!]

For some reason, the opinions of the three are almost identical.

Then, as if he had read my disrespectful thoughts, Herroot stared at me.
I was stabbed for nothing, why, why…? When I muttered, he smiled.

“Eight swords of mad flame. I have a favor to ask of you.”

You, not you
I could feel her real money eyes wide open at that title… And looking at me with greedy eyes.
It’s not the story of that side, but the feeling that it was a better connection than expected.

Even Nova looks surprised.
It must be said that it is great that Hurrut honors you as such.

Be cheeky.
I felt bad.
I wasn’t a child enough to naturally speak bluntly. Fortunately.
In any case, he asked politely on the outside.

“What do you mean?”
“There are time-honored statistics that rank wizards as wizards of the century.”

Of course it sucks for me to explain it as if I didn’t know.
It’s more like a joke because it’s a fact.
As if asking me to say more, I looked at him gently, and the boy nodded.

“If your name is registered in these statistics, your life as a mage is guaranteed to be solid, and assassinations are rampant behind the scenes.”
“…”

I see what you’re talking about.
I know, I know…

“Isn’t Huroot-sama a great person? Why do you ask me to protect you?”
“Whoop whoop.”

Nova tried to stand up at my slightly disrespectful tone, but I restrained him with my hand.
Nova stopped abruptly.

“That’s right. I’m famous for having a lot of influence in the world. I’m a reclusive loner, but I have quite a bit of intelligence. I have enough power to overflow beyond protecting myself.”

But which one is the big one? Didn’t say
He just said

“Then you can find the assassination client yourself.”

At the words, find it and deal with it yourself, Hurroot smiled.

“It would be the best way to find the client and punish him, but that can’t be the case.”
“Why?”
“Because I have a client.”

Herroot points at himself and smiles mischievously.
I look at him He nodded his head as if he understood.

The others were shocked, and Kitz narrowed his eyes.
The only thing that was calm was the principal.

“Perhaps there are not as many assassins as I thought because I was intimidated by the value of my name, but there will be.”

I am so frightened that I can’t stand it. Shaking so generously, Hurrut smiled brightly.

“Will you do it? Of course, I’ll pay you a huge amount.”

First of all, I wanted to hear what the reason was, so I said.

“I don’t like it.”

Oh shit
My true heart came out first.

“… Haha.”

Nova and Silver Money were shocked by the one-time rejection.
Rapnir, who only opens his mouth, ah…! Be holy! While collapsing in a different way, the word ‘fun’ came to mind in Herruth’s eyes.
Hey This is fun.

You’re looking at me again. This bastard

Then, without realizing it, Kitz, who had narrowed the distance between her, suddenly whispered.

“I want to ask for your public reputation.”
“…?”

What are you saying all of a sudden, you bastard…

***

“H. I’m a reporter.”

Old lab.
In a dark place with debris strewn about and only the light emitted from multiple CCTVs being the only lighting inside the room… An old man doll barely turned his head.

The eyes of the doll, which had been emotionless, were slightly lively and different.

“…You.”
“You are. Haha. Is that too much?”

Tboob. Tboob. Ho young man walking forward.
He was definitely… A man the reporter knew.

“Herroot.”
“Yeah. It’s 2 percent of me.”

Before asking why he came to his lab, he said right away.

“Let’s join forces with me and kill eight days.”
“…!”
“Instead, I’ll give you the spirit sage kid.”

Not a bad deal, right?
Looking at Huroot saying that… Giza Year’s old doll body kicked up.

A conspiracy was going on in two places at the same time.