Ch 153
Klana and Dangaleon were dumbfounded.
Lisir, freshly reborn as Rank 7 （?）.
If there was anyone who would seize the privilege of burying themselves in him for the first time, it would undoubtedly be themselves, companions and more than just residents.
They thought they rightfully had priority, and within that priority, they were having a heated debate to take the more preferential status.
Klana’s argument.
“Lisir’s recent growth, the axis of it, is my sword.”
“So that qualification is mine.”
Dangaleon’s argument.
“Shut up, inanimate Woman.”
“Have you forgotten that That person’s foundation lies in Magic?”
Murderer and Demon.
Swordsmanship and Magic.
The fierce back-and-forth between the two sides, neither yielding an inch, seemed like it wouldn’t be resolved even after several nights.
A situation that wouldn’t be strange if it led to a fierce Dispute, as usual.
But who are they?
Speaking of them, they were the possessors of inhuman composure who knew when to commit murder.
It didn’t take them long to realize that there was no great meaning in fighting each other tooth and nail.
In the end, the one who decides is the person involved!
Therefore, the one who must be persuaded is also the person involved!
The two simultaneously ignored each other and focused on Lisir.
As they were trying to persuade Lisir-
What’s this.
In that short moment.
Lisir’s condition had changed.
It was obvious at a glance that someone’s touch was all over it.
A situation that made the Murderer and Demon feel wronged.
The aloof Expression of the Girl Murderer Spirit collapsed.
Klana, who gained bright eyes befitting her appearance thanks to that mental shock, said.
“This Insane… what did you do again.”
In that short moment.
A considerable change occurred in Lisir’s Magical Power and Presence.
The intermittent surge of Magical Power was now familiar.
It shouldn’t have become familiar, but anyway, it became familiar.
However, the change that had occurred to him now was different from usual.
It was as if he had just finished Combat.
Heightened Sensation and Presence. Traces of Realization and organization stood out in every corner of it.
A subtly different way of operating Mana.
It was, for example-
A convulsive achievement.
Is he now gaining Realization while breathing?
The Murderer’s Eyes shook mercilessly as she looked at him.
“Excuse me?”
Lisir’s Mind, which had been elsewhere, finally turned to Klana.
“What did you say?”
“I asked what you did again. What did you do to achieve something like you’re having a seizure?”
“…Ah.”
The two’s mismatched frequencies are finally aligned.
Lisir said, understanding.
“It’s thanks to Master.”
“Really!?”
-Is that so!?
“?”
“?”
-?
The two Spirits were startled and delighted by Lisir’s words.
They substituted themselves for the ‘Master’ Lisir was talking about.
However, Lisir’s reaction was subtle.
In an instant, the Murderer’s and Demon’s faces became like abandoned Dog.
You’re not talking about me?
Lisir smiled softly and began to explain.
What kind of Experience he had during the short time for the two of them.
The Memory World invited by the Magic arranged by Master.
Lisir asked Master for Teaching （organic rehearsal） for the last time before leaving that place.
He learned a lot through the Sparring Match that was possible because it was a Memory World.
“…”
-…
Klana and Dangaleon, who were listening to the story, had a look of utter futility.
They were the ones who helped Lisir grow by his side, but he was sticking his tongue out like that!
How could he commit such a terrible act?
Is he someone without a Human Heart!?
The innocent （?） victims, the Demon and the Murderer, shuddered.
Moreover, the futility was doubled because Lisir, who was talking about Master, had a face they didn’t know.
Damn it.
Don’t be so happy.
You’ve never given us that kind of Expression.
The feelings of the sad Souls who couldn’t become Lisir’s Master deepened towards his unknown Master.
✦✦✦
“…Jane?”
The next day. Very early in the Morning, before the darkness of night had completely disappeared.
A meeting between two Heros took place in the Backyard at the Hero’s Mansion.
Felix Chuckled at the sight of Jane, who was already there.
He thought he had left early, but he was already drenched in sweat.
“Felix? You’re diligent from the Morning?”
“Are you the one to talk?”
“Ah, I didn’t mean anything else.”
“I know without you saying it. Criticizing others is something only guys like me do.”
-Elysia. Good Morning.
-Pocena, you too.
In the midst of the greetings, Felix naturally went to the opposite side of Jane and spoke to him.
“How’s it going?”
“Well, same as usual.”
“Same as usual, you mean perfect?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow.”
“If you’re okay with it, do you want to do it together?”
The two Heros looked at each other and smiled playfully.
Soon, a sense of competition mixed into their Expressions.
Sreung.
Felix drew his Holy Sword and continued.
The Distance between the two gradually narrowed.
“Are you going to be okay? You look like you’ve already used up a lot of energy.”
“Are you going to be okay, Felix? Even if you don’t warm up like me.”
“Should I take that to mean you won’t say anything else after losing later?”
The moment that Conversation was concluded.
The two’s swords collide.
The two Heros’ Sparring Match began.
And.
How much time had passed since then-
“Heok…!”
“Heok━”
The two Heros were lying on the floor, looking at the same sky.
They no longer had the strength to hold their swords in their hands, and their legs were shaking even while lying down.
Their Expressions, devoid of any more strength to squeeze out, were stained with a sense of victory of some kind.
It was none other than an Emotion towards Lisir.
In fact.
The reason they started Training earlier than usual today was all because of Lisir-
Because of an indescribable Emotion they felt towards him.
They are Heros.
Possessors of innate Talent and Talent who were Selected by the Holy Sword.
They were always the ones who were ahead.
However, everything changed after meeting Lisir.
Not only could they no longer feel like they were ahead, but they even began to feel like they were falling behind.
They know.
That if there is a problem, it is with The Man, not themselves.
That if they compare themselves to The Man, they will never be in good shape.
But.
It was not easy for them to readily admit that fact.
Because they were Heros.
They wanted to surpass him.
If not, they wanted to at least become equal.
That was the Circumstances in which the two Heros pathologically opened the day so quickly today.
They knew that Lisir started his day with early Morning Training every day.
I’ll wake up earlier than that guy.
And, I’ll Train even harder.
The two Heros pledged and actually achieved it.
And they thought.
If they keep doing this, they will be able to catch up with him someday.
And move on to surpass him.
“How long has it been… since I’ve… trained looking only ahead like this…”
Jane said, panting.
His Expression was stained with a deep sense of accomplishment.
Felix, with the same Expression, responded.
“Beginner’s mind… I guess that’s what it is, maybe…”
“Beginner’s mind… good… very good…”
They recalled their beginner’s mind.
The mindset they had back then, when they felt like they could Effort endlessly.
The mindset they had back then, when they felt like they could develop endlessly.
Yeah.
We’re going to achieve things one by one, starting with small things like this.
Lisir.
We won this Morning.
That was when the two Heros were enjoying their small victory.
Lisir belatedly appeared in the Backyard.
“Huh?”
Lisir was surprised to see the two people already there-
The two felt an even greater sense of victory at the sight of Lisir.
“You’re late, Lisir~ I was waiting and became like this, exhausted.”
Felix said with a smile.
“Goodness. Did you become like this while waiting for me? Well, I guess you waited for a week?”
The two laughed absently at Lisir’s Joke.
“Lisir. This is sudden, but thank you. Thanks to you, I feel like I’ve regained my beginner’s mind.”
“Beginner’s mind… That’s an amazing beginner’s mind. To Train so hard from this early hour that you’re exhausted. As expected, should I say you’re Heros.”
Words of praise.
There would be nothing more Daily Life for Heros than that.
Words of praise followed every time they moved an arm or moved a leg.
Therefore, there was nothing as meaningless to Heros as words of praise.
But.
The corners of the two Heros’ mouths, who heard the words of praise now, were rising endlessly.
It’s nothing special, but why does it sound so special when I hear it from that guy?
“No, you’re a Hero too.”
“Lisir is humble.”
Jane and Felix burst into laughter like innocent Children without even realizing it.
Soon.
They grabbed the floor and staggered to their feet.
“Lisir. I’m sorry. I want to help you with your Training, but my body is like this━”
“Don’t be upset because I’m leaving you out, okay?”
“Ah, of course. It’s a shame that I can’t Train with the two of you, but it’s okay. I’ve been used to Training alone anyway. I’m used to it.”
Oh, right!
At that time.
Lisir snapped his fingers, as if he had remembered something.
“Jane. Felix. Do you happen to have that with you now?”
“That?”
“Yes, you know, that thing.”
The two tried to think of Items they would look for from the Morning.
Bread. Coffee. Or a wet towel for Cleansing.
While they were thinking about that━ Lisir said.
“The Core of Suffering.”
“…”
“…”
To look for that Nightmare-like Item first thing in the Morning.
The two forgot the good mood they had felt until just before and felt dizzy.
In the meantime, Lisir continued.
“Well, I have a Constitution that goes well with the Core of Suffering, right?”
“…”
Is that right?
Is that how you express that it goes well together?
The two Heros’ mouths repeatedly twitched, but they never opened.
“So, I was thinking, how about filling it up while Training? It looks suspicious, but it’s ultimately a Item that’s used for good, right?”
Fill it up while you’re at it?
The following otherworldly story reminds the two Heros of their Memory.
Yesterday.
That shocking Experience, that is.
Trickle.
Lisir, who received the Core of Suffering from the two, started Training.
At the same time, blood flows from all the holes in his face.
A moment later.
Lisir, who had poured out blood from Training, composed his Breath with a refreshing face.
30% of one of the Cores of Suffering was filled.
“Ah.”
Yeah.
You win.
The two Heros felt unfairly bitter.
✦✦✦
“Oh? Come to think of it, where is Dwen?”
Lisir and the two Heros had Morning Meal together after finishing Training.
The Comrades of the Hero Party were also there━ but Dwen, the Master of the two, was missing.
‘I’m curious about what happened to her Left Hand.’
Lisir carefully asked the two about their Master’s well-being.
“Perhaps, is she not in good condition?”
Then, the two exchanged Gazes once.
Jane said.
“She’s not in bad condition… She’s not.”
“Yes? Is there perhaps another problem?”
“I went to see her separately before Meal to ask how she was doing. To put it simply. She’s fine. Her Left Hand seems to be getting better too.”
“Ah. That’s a relief.”
“That’s right. So, I told her. How about Morning Meal together if you’re okay with it.”
“…Did she refuse?”
“Refuse, should I say…”
“?”
Jane and Felix’s strange Gazes focused on Lisir.
Lisir was wondering how he should react to that Gaze when Jane continued.
“I don’t know why, but she expressed discomfort… no, awkwardness at sitting with you.”
“Hurt…!”
“Don’t get hurt! Please! Master must have her Circumstances. So, Lisir. If you’re okay with it, how about visiting Master after Meal and talking to her separately?”
“Wouldn’t she be uncomfortable with my visit?”
“I don’t know if I should say this as a Disciple, but you deserve to be Respected by our Master. You don’t have to be so considerate.”
The Hero Party Party, except for Jane, stared at him intently.
To say such a thing about the Master he Respects. It was unimaginable.
‘Does he Respect Lisir as much as That person?’
Just as they were feeling inwardly surprised, Lisir nodded.
“I understand. After Meal, I will visit her separately to resolve the Misunderstanding.”
✦✦✦
Knock knock.
“Dwen. Are you there?”
After Meal.
Lisir was standing in front of the door of the room where Dwen was staying.
As he knocked, he felt a Presence from beyond the door.
The answer came back immediately.
“Lisir. What’s wrong?”
Lisir was almost overwhelmed for a moment by that stern Voice.
It felt like standing in front of a strict Professor’s Office.
Moreover, the Reason for visiting was even for personal Reasons.
Lisir said, trying to maintain his Composure.
“It’s nothing special, I just came to ask if your Left Hand is okay.”
And.
If you’re okay, let’s have a Sparring Match.
That was Lisir’s true purpose.
He had reached Rank 7, and the Sword Master had regained her Left Hand.
He wanted to check his Skill again under the changed Conditions.
“…”
A moment of Silence.
Soon, Movement was felt from beyond the door-
Squeak.
Dwen appeared.
“Huh?”
Lisir, who was facing the stern Woman, unknowingly made a sound of Doubt.
Dwen’s appearance was somehow strange.
✦✦✦
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