Chapter 223 – 222. Regroup (1)

-The next morning / Courtyard-

As soon as I woke up in the morning, I spoke to Hector.

“Your sisters are awesome.”

“…Do you like it? Do you like it? You damn golden sun.”

I am Geumtaeyang. In the end, I fucked Cassandra and Polixene last night.

What kind of women have the stamina of a post-human level even though they are human?

I got addicted to sex and playing with fire, which I learned late, so I ended up fucking them late at night, and they kept coming at me, saying they would fuck me, and it was only after I made them cum 12 and 11 times, respectively, that I finally knocked them out.

Cassandra is number 12, Polixene is number 11.

Okay.

It was 3 in the morning.

Their bodies were not already tired from sleeping, and of course, after testing with magic, the two succeeded in conceiving.

…

This isn’t teabagging, this is really my compliment.

I wonder what happened that made me rush at him so tenaciously.

“No, that’s a compliment. What kind of girl sucks a man like that?!”

“So you’re saying my sisters are sluts!”

Damn, did I say this for no reason?

Naturally, as soon as I moved on to the topic of his sisters, Hector, who became my executioner, lost his temper, so it seems that my brother really loves his sisters. The story we talked about all night was that he had raised those two on his back since they were young, so it was amazing.

As a result, I am now wrestling Hector barehanded in the courtyard.

Why wrestling?

Because before the grabbing, someone intervened.

“Come on, don’t fight, just wrestle, wrestle.”

The person leading this wrestling here and now is none other than Arash.

In fact, he was making sounds very naturally, like someone with a brain and muscles would make.

“If you compete with each other’s strength, you will be able to recognize each other. After an intense and sweaty duel, you will become close to each other! Isn’t it good?”

…No, I don’t want to have a sweaty fight with a man. First of all, I am a wizard.

“Clarke, I know you’re a warrior wearing a wizard’s mask.”

“No, I’m a wizard.”

“Some wizard does that.”

“My father.”

Yes, to say more here, it is a pad lip. Arash also noticed this and clicked his tongue and spoke to me. He said he could do it anyway.

“…Tsk, anyway. You can do it, right? In Frisia, men have to show off their fighting skills. That’s why a lot of people hate archers and wizards for not being able to do these things…”

“You say that even after looking at your upper body?”

“They said so.”

“You crazy bastards.”

Honestly, I’m curious.

Pulling a bow, the tension of that mighty bow is so great that it is difficult even for me to pull it, but even after seeing the upper body muscles of a gentleman pulling that repeatedly, I can’t believe he is saying something unmanly.

What kind of town is Freesia?

Anyway, the reason why this guy is leading the wrestling is because he wants to relieve Hector, who is in a bad mood in many ways, and at the same time, it is for the sake of goodwill now that they have a quasi-brother-in-law relationship. And now, Adramelech, one of the three angels of Iliad, is still clinging to Arash.

And Ilias, Michaela, and Gabriella are also there to watch.

Hector is wrestling with me now.

After all, a knight is a knight.

Now that we are wrestling with olive oil on each other’s bodies – I dig into Hector’s lower body, push him up, lift him up, and land him a fall. When I found a momentary gap and touched my shoulder to the ground, Hector seemed to be shocked and stretched out his hand to help me up.

In the end, Hector was not able to win a single pole from me and lost all of them via takedown.

“Damn it! What kind of wizard is so good at wrestling!? Geumtaeyang, tell me honestly. Are you a wrestler pretending to be a wizard?”

“This is all my care that raised Geumtaeyang strong.”

And now, my adoptive father is drinking and laughing right next to me. Kim Hae-jin.

Where he was and what he was doing, the eyes looking at him are full of doubt.

Starting with Liz and ending with Anna.

The older sister seems to know what happened, but she is silent and says she won’t talk about it until she does, and the rest are also suspicious.

To be honest, since he is the one most affected by the Daemon Sultan’s leash, I know that he cannot have much influence on this matter.

I am neither upset nor offended by this.

Because that’s what it is.

It is as natural as a bird flying in the sky or a fish swimming in the water.

And Hector looks at him.

However, unlike when dealing with me, he appears quite cautious.

It’s like seeing a natural enemy.

Then he looks at me and him alternately, then looks at me and says.

“…I guess [Axe Slayer] Was your adoptive father.”

“Ax Slayer?”

“That’s his second name. That’s what he’s called in Phrygia. Marcus, he’s the one who attacked alone with your father and cut off the heads of all the knights of the Royal Guard.”

Ah, so that’s it.

And the adoptive father, who heard the nickname, burst out laughing and responded, “Fuha!” As if reminiscing about old times, reminiscing about memories with old friends.

“Fuha! You’re an ax murderer. I mainly use an axe, but it doesn’t mean I can’t use anything other than an axe. It’s just because the axe sticks to my hand. By the way, kid, you’re the kid who attacked Marcus and got killed without using any magic. ?”

Ah.

So, did you find out?

“Does that matter? And I let my guard down that time-“

“You fucking can’t fight, dude.”

“…”

“What’s the point of being careless on the battlefield? You’ll die. You’re a family member and you’ll die if you let your guard down, right?”

Ah, teabagging.

This is real teabagging.

Of course, my father passed away, and my adoptive father, who was by my father’s side, giggled and poured alcohol into his mouth. Why do I not feel the alcohol even though I am drinking?

“…Ah! Don’t say anything, man. And I will be away. However, when you cross the sea or something, I will appear in front of you at any time, so it would be a good idea to arrange for at least a usable ship by then.”

“…Are you still around?”

“Where would I go without someone like you?”

“…”

Is it.

And I just accept that decision if he decides to do so.

“Rest assured. I will at least watch over you until you achieve your goal. And you, Hector.”

“What is it?”

“Make sure to clearly distinguish who you can trust and who you cannot trust. It’s not like he can keep you alive forever. And, that’s how useful you were in his eyes, and thanks to that, you’re alive today. Make a clear distinction, and if it sucks, don’t put yourself in that situation in the first place.”

As soon as he arrived, he was spitting bitter words. Of course, it was a bitter remark made to Hector, and of course Hector had nothing to say about it.

Above all, even though he doesn’t show it, he must be traumatized in many ways by the people who stewed him, by being betrayed by his father and younger brother, and by barely surviving with his life.

“…Tsk, whatever happened. At least I didn’t die, but you died and were reassembled, right?”

“Reassembly. If possible, say reconstruction and regeneration.”

People are not objects or anything. Naturally, I corrected myself again as I thought I had expressed it a bit too much.

“Ah, yes, yes. Reconstruction, regeneration. Basically, you strengthened your body a lot physically, right? Hector, you know this. Your body was reassembled by the Golden Sun, received its power from Demeter, and used its power in many ways. “It’s more comfortable, your physical durability is excellent, and your strength to stand on the ground is probably also excellent. Even if you’re not on the ground, your strength to stand on it has increased.”

How can you analyze it like this? In fact, the only way to feel the power of the earth here is to compete with it.

From lifting from the pateru position to competing wrestling techniques with each other. And a competition about the level of the enhanced body. Needless to say, it exceeded expectations. However, the problem is that I am not yet able to use Demeter’s power well.

The power of the earth.

In other words, the power of rooting in the ground can not only be judged by the great shield he often uses and the strength to endure, but the sensation felt from the pateruu from the moment he steps on the ground is different.

“But why was I pushed aside by this golden sun?”

“Because you are weak.”

“…”

No matter what, you immediately criticize me for being weak to my face.

“That’s right, I trained Pateru. I can’t win with the Pateru you use, no matter how much of a cheat I use.”

“What is Pateru? Pateruga. That’s what this golden sun says, but the official name is Pateru.”

“It’s enough if you understand. And, you are not using the power of the earth properly yet. You could even lift Gawain now.”

“…You won’t know until you try, right?”

“You’ll find out when you try. Gawain!”

“Yes, instructor.”

And Gawain finally waits and runs out. That guy, I guess he’s secretly itchy. Naturally, he took off the clothes he was wearing and applied olive oil to his body. Wrestling is essentially a technique trained to kill a rolling opponent while wearing armor.

Naturally, in each country, training it is considered a required subject for knights.

Female?

Of course, don’t know how to do it.

Liz, who is now next to me, is also looking at me with eagle eyes.

…

It’s scary.

“Liz, you know how to wrestle, right?”

“Of course. Would you like to try it?”

“No.”

“Why, I could be gentle with you.”

“It’s okay. If I wrestle you, who is the top class among those knights, you will be caught and knocked down right away.”

If you’re going to be so fussy for no reason and end up getting poled and being treated like a dog, it’s better to just do it when you know fractions. In the first place, we found out that she was really strong even with her bare hands, considering that as soon as her sword broke, one of the orcs that approached her immediately ripped off her arm and strangled her to death…

From then on, I remember being able to see that she was stronger than she imagined and that her sword could not withstand that power.

Well, that’s why she always broke the sword and ate it.

How long will the sword I’m making this time hold up?

While I was thinking that, the two men began to show off their manliness to each other even in this cold winter.

Gawain takes off her clothes, and her toned upper body muscles bulge and bulge. Hector also boasts rugged upper body muscles that rival him, Hector, and Gawain.

The two shake hands with each other.

“…”
“…”

And when we look at each other’s bodies and muscles, we see something sparkling.

Ah, is this the competitive nature of those with muscles?

“Preparation-“

Arash gives the signal.

And…

“…!!!”

“…!!!”

Hector stuck to the ground.

Kwaaaaa!!!

No, when I do some pateru, it makes a banging sound, you crazy people.

And then Gawain puts his hand through it and tries to lift it and turn it over, and a bloody fight begins. Hector was straining to avoid being lifted, and Gawain was clinging to it, straining his entire body to lift it.

Oh-

This is a fiery match in its own way.

Even though he competed against me once and fell down, he still held on tenaciously. Did he benefit from the fact that he gained tremendous strength and endurance as soon as he stuck to the ground?

“Of course, fighting between idiots is the most fun.”

Saying that, my adoptive father came next to me and watched the fight while drinking. What a piece of shit. To begin with, these guys are the strongest men among humans, but they treat them like shit.

The problem is that this guy has enough power to do that.

Let’s put this guy aside and focus on the game again.

Wow, it really holds up well in the parterre position.

Why can’t I turn that over? Meanwhile, the face of Hector, who is trying to resist with all his might, is seen, and the face of Gawain, who is trying to turn over with all his might, is illuminated.

Ah-

Come to think of it, it’s noon now.

“Errach!!!”

And finally, Gawain, who received the power of noon, succeeds in lifting Hector.

Of course not Paul.

But-

While lying down, he strengthens his legs and confronts Gawain, who pushes to the end. In a clinch situation, each other is holding on with only the strength of their legs. They exchange arm drags and over hooks, fighting to break each other’s posture.

“…Clarke, didn’t you just destroy that thing a moment ago?”

“I told you. The super expert at pateru here taught me.”

And how many times I was thrown as a child.

Shit.

He called it the Karelin Lift and even humiliated me by lifting me in the pateru position and pinning me down. It’s a kind of teabagging, and it’s really about holding on to this guy to make him last longer, learning the technique, and letting him try it.

And I also knew how this guy could take advantage of my weak spots and do takedowns.

And after hearing those words, Liz looked at me with flushed eyes and said.

“…Clarke, play a round with me.”

“Why not.”

“I can’t be with this person, right?”

When I pointed to my adoptive father, he honestly agreed. My adoptive father won’t do it anyway because it’s a hassle. And in Liz’s eyes, I can see a strong will to learn about martial arts from me purely rather than just being playful.

“Please teach me. You were a teacher, right? From the looks of it, those two are not easy opponents. Please let me know what you did against them.”

The problem is that this is not a joke.

…

Is it difficult?

No matter how firmly it sticks, eventually there will be a gap, and I saw the gap, and because it was visible, I lifted it up and showed off the Karelin lift, just like my adoptive father did to me.

Hmm.

And finally.

While the two men could only be heard breathing heavily, unable to help each other, Anna and Carol, who had finally finished preparing the meal, spoke to us in Scherwitz’s yard.

“The meal is ready. Shall we eat first?”

“Of course.”

“That’s it! After eating…”

“Not yet, not yet. If I can’t break this man’s fighting spirit, there’s no point in coming here.”

“Ha! Why does the Knight of the Sun of the World talk so much! Huh!?”

“You’re holding on to this again.”

…Oh, the smell of sweat.

And the image of Carol approaching me, sticking to my body and sucking up the olive oil that was flowing and being absorbed into my body.

Anna looks at this with envy.

And…

“…”

Even the appearance of [Oinone], The fairy who was the wife of Paris, who was newly appointed as a maid under me.

Hmm…

“Well, my lord, my master-“

“Be Clark. Be Clark.”

“I can’t do that!! From now on, I will serve you, and I cannot call you by my name.”

This is true.

To be honest, I’m the one feeling the burden.

I had no intention of taking her as my maid just because it was hers, but Cassandra and Polik Sene also said that she wanted to leave this place.

…

I guess so.

And as soon as he saw Hector, his complexion immediately turned pale…

Tsk-

…I guess so.

“Anna, take her with you and rest for a while. Is the meal ready?”

“Of course, master.”

“Okay, that’s enough.”

Then, I step in between Gawain and Hector, who are still competing in a tie-up pose, and use magic to separate them.

“What! Clark! The game isn’t over yet!!”

“Hey, Clark! Are you interrupting a hot fight between men?!”

“Let’s eat first and then talk. Besides, you know, Hector, right?”

“…Ah.”

Hector’s expression darkens as he sees Oinone going with Anna.

Surely that would be worth it.

Because Hector’s torn body was cooked. What I had to cook was oinone, so of course the fear from that time would come back.

Of course, it is not Hector’s fault, nor is it Oinone’s fault.

Those who really deserve punishment are still alive and suffering tremendously.

But that lasts until today.

That’s right, because Cassandra’s order came in this morning.

She asked me for a favor as she retouched her body.

-Please ease the pain for my father.

-…Why?

-You also had a father and a family, right?

Okay.

Of course, I also had a father.

I’ve given you enough pain, so please make it easier now.

That’s what he’s saying.

Of course, it was Ares who showed up right after he said those words-

-It is impossible. I understand how you feel, but his sin cannot be forgiven by that alone.

-Hey, were you listening? And I haven’t said anything yet.

-They weren’t insensitive to their family’s pain, so I thought they would make such a request to you someday. However, as for his sin, as a result of combining the opinions of Demeter, Hestia, Ilias, and Mortus, including myself, he must be given one more pain. Would you accept this synthesis?

-What.

-He must die at the hands of his own flesh and blood. He who killed his own child must pay the same price.

This is truly a decision worthy of the gods.

And, assuming that Ilias and Mortus also agreed to this, they also inform us that the crime committed by Priam was a serious crime.

How dare you boil your own son in stew and serve it to him.

This is crazy.

-Oh, but you didn’t say that you would naturally hit Paris?

-That bastard is alive, but it’s even more hell.

-Yes. For him, living is a hell of a place to work. That’s right… Among the things you sang, one [Old Old One] Came through.

Oh, you mean that?

After looking around at Paris for a while, she seemed to be not very interested, and when she looked at me, she immediately bowed her head meekly, so I’m just watching for now. I guess I’ll have to talk about that too.

Because I told you to wait.

-Really? Is it okay if I don’t make it easier for him?

-Ha, if you want to feel comfortable, they say commit suicide. A subject who doesn’t even have the courage to commit suicide. It is fitting for a fool who does not have the courage to take his own life to suffer and die for the rest of his life without even being able to die by his own hands.

Oh-

When you say that, it seems like a lot has accumulated. Like Liz and Cassandra, why do they have such a bad relationship with their siblings?

Except for one person.

-…And if you are my brother, I will definitely make your father feel comfortable.

Okay.

I guess so.

If it were me, I would have made my father comfortable.

Even if you hate it or hate it, it was a parent-child relationship.