Ch 173
Lord Ronhart Wongeom.
He suddenly recalled the conversation he had with Gorein yesterday.
It was a conversation that started with Lord Ronhart’s question of whether he knew anything about Lisir.
-Lord Ronhart. Lisir is definitely a man with amazing talent.
-Indeed. Of course.
-…However-
-Hmm? However?
-Whether that will be the same talent that Lord Ronhart anticipates… I am a little hesitant about that part.
-Huhu. Gorein. Even though I look like this, I am quite confident in my ability to discern people. Occasionally, there are some sinister people whose true nature is difficult to fathom, but in that regard, Lisir is quite an easy person to understand. In a good way.
-I agree with you on that point.
-Those eyes that possess both strength and gentleness. Like a willow tree soaked in rain. It was as if I could see the life that child had lived at a glance. That child must have been born weak. Incomparable to what he is now. However, he must have gone through countless things and reached where he is now through them.
-Is that… so? Perhaps it is because I lack insight, but I could not fathom that far.
-It is not easy for a weak person to have a righteous ideal when they gain power. Because the power that the weak experience is usually in the form of poison or violence. Gorein. Tell me. Does Lisir seem like someone who would wield that power recklessly and hurt others?
-In fact, I do not know much about him. It was a brief exchange. Even so. I know that he is not someone who would wield his power recklessly.
-Hoo. What did you see?
-I saw humility and respect.
-Hmm. The virtue that those with power are most likely to possess, but ironically, it is also the virtue that is furthest from those with power.
-That is certainly true.
-Then, I will ask again. Gorein. Do you really doubt that child’s talent?
-Yes.
-?
-Actually, I do not know if I should call this a doubt… Ugh. This is, well, hard to explain━ Anyway, if you have a deep conversation with him tomorrow, you will understand what I was trying to say.
Ronhart was keeping Lisir’s other side or deviation in mind because of Gorein’s stubborn warning.
‘Could it be that he likes alcohol or gambling!?’
These were things that were like a nightmare to Ronhart, who had many disciples.
So Ronhart was preparing himself for those two things-
But what is this.
‘Why suddenly astrology?’
It was a surprise attack that perfectly exploited the Wongeom’s weakness.
Astrology is a power that is both sorcery and possesses the mystery of magic, and because of its uniqueness, it is a power that is rarely treated by both shamans and wizards.
For such power to be mentioned by a swordsman, of all people?
‘I’d rather it be alcohol or gambling…’
Wongeom thought that for a moment.
He had guided swordsmanship disciples who were addicted to alcohol or gambling many times, but he had never guided a swordsmanship disciple who was addicted to astrology even once.
No.
In the first place, he had never seen a person who was a swordsman and enjoyed astrology itself.
Wongeom knew almost nothing about astrology because he was only focused on swordsmanship, but even so, he knew that astrology was not a discipline to be approached lightly.
It might be different for wizards and shamans, but it was even more so for swordsmen who were walking a completely different path from astrology.
Therefore.
Wongeom’s concern about Lisir’s deviation （?） was inevitable.
An awkward atmosphere that came with the mention of astrology.
While Lisir was waiting for Wongeom to regain his composure, Wongeom finally opened his mouth again.
“Ahem. Yes. Lisir. You━ what was it. You practiced astrology during the night?”
“That’s right. Ah, for your information, astrology is not swordsmanship, but━”
“That’s enough. I was just saying silly things because I was surprised, so don’t worry about it.”
Astrology, of all things.
Huh!
Wongeom shook his head.
Now, Wongeom had only one thought.
‘To waste time and effort on such a thing…!’
Wongeom had no intention of denying Lisir’s academic curiosity.
Even so, the reason why he described Lisir’s astrology as a ‘waste’ was because it was an objective fact.
“Lisir. I don’t know much about it, so can I ask you something?”
“Please, ask comfortably.”
“That astrology is a branch of sorcery and magic. That too, if you go into the realm of deepening, will be based on resonance. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
Wongeom could only laugh at Lisir’s smooth answer.
‘Even though he knows that, he still spends time on astrology…!’
From an objective point of view, Lisir’s love for astrology was an unrewarded effort.
No matter how much he practices and masters astrology, what good would it do?
In the end, if he goes into the realm of deepening, he will be blocked by a wall due to his innate limitations as a swordsman, including resonance.
Of course.
Astrology is a rare discipline, so it may have value in itself just by enjoying it.
However.
How does the value of astrology, which is limited to that knowledge, compare to Lisir’s swordsmanship talent?
Can it still be said to be valuable?
‘There’s no way!’
Wongeom could confidently say that.
Neglecting Lisir’s swordsmanship talent and spending time and effort elsewhere is a ‘waste’.
Even if it wasn’t Wongeom but another swordsman who was in this place, he would have thought the same.
‘If only he could achieve something meaningful in that astrology!’
Lisir said.
He had almost mastered the method of descending with a Guardian Saint.
Guardian Saint, which belongs to a profound area even within astrology.
Wongeom had no understanding of that concept, but he could clearly know at least one fact.
‘What is the point of mastering the method of descending with a Guardian Saint! In the end, he won’t be able to actually realize it!’
In Wongeom’s eyes, Lisir was a man who would make a big mark in the history of swordsmanship.
But to sacrifice a part of that and dedicate it to astrology?
At the very least, he would have to rise to the position of a respected high-ranking shaman to make it worthwhile.
That position that only those with special talents among those who have dedicated their lives to sorcery can reach.
“Ugh…”
“Lord Ronhart?”
Therefore, Wongeom was in anguish.
He was wondering how to convey his opinion that ‘the best thing for you is to focus on swordsmanship’.
If he was careless, Lisir could feel deeply insulted.
Objective, rational, for your sake-
No matter what words he used to decorate it, the underlying meaning was ‘don’t waste your time in a foolish place’.
Above all.
Lisir had not yet formally become Wongeom’s disciple.
‘I have no qualification to meddle in this child’s life…’
It was a situation that was no different from torture for Wongeom, who was an educator.
To have to watch a young man with innate talent like Lisir wander around.
‘No. I can’t let it go on like this…!’
At the end of that anguish, Wongeom finally made up his mind.
Even if it gives Lisir a negative impression, he has to show him the right path here.
When he is even a little younger.
He has to make him realize the value of his innate talent.
Having an interest in other fields with that swordsmanship talent.
I dare say, it was clearly indulgence and waste.
“Lisir. I have decided on the policy for the first training.”
“Ah, so you were worried about that.”
“Yes. You could say that.”
Wongeom was holding an iron sword for practice in his hands.
Originally, he had planned to proceed with the training by mixing swords with it, but that plan was changed.
“Correction.”
Wongeom said as he put down the sword.
“Correction?”
“Yes. For the next few days, I will be watching your routine and checking if there is room for correction in your routine. From a swordsmanship point of view.”
“Daily Life is also a part of swordsmanship, and an extension of training.”
“That’s it!”
Wongeom said almost jumping up and down at the picture-perfect desirable answer.
Even those who belong to the diligent side among his disciples would have shown a sign of boredom, but he immediately understood the intention and seriously pondered it.
‘I don’t know what kind of master he is, but he raised his disciple very well!!! I’m jealous!’
Wongeom sent praise to Lisir’s masters （?） who must have had a respectable （?） character.
“Of course! Even if it’s a correction, it’s just me giving my personal opinion. You don’t necessarily have to follow it.”
It was a sight that Wongeom’s disciples would be surprised and faint if they saw it.
Wongeom, who does not compromise when it comes to guidance, is showing such a low profile.
“You’re saying you’ll give me some references… Good. A great swordsman who is respected by everyone is going to share his life policy. I have no reason to refuse.”
“I’m relieved to hear you say that.”
Then-
Lisir looked around and muttered.
“Should we start now? No, should I show you? My daily routine.”
“Yes! Let’s see.”
It was an unusual thing.
A young man receives guidance from Wongeom-
It would have been a situation where the young man would have been so nervous that he couldn’t move properly, but now Wongeom was nervous and fidgeting with his hands.
What is it about this that makes me so nervous?
Wongeom chuckled inwardly and watched Lisir’s actions.
“It’s here.”
He led Wongeom to the backyard of the mansion where he usually conducts his morning training.
And, he showed him the sword he was wearing on his waist.
“That’s…!”
Wongeom’s eyes widened.
That extraordinary figure.
No swordsman could fail to recognize it.
“Isn’t that a Holy Sword!? The Rapid Advancement Holy Sword! Could it be━ have you been chosen by the Holy Sword?”
“You could say that.”
“Even the Rapid Advancement Holy Sword!”
There was a clear sign of excitement in Wongeom’s tone.
The Rapid Advancement Holy Sword.
As far as Wongeom knew, it was a Holy Sword that belonged to an exceptional side even among the Holy Swords that were picky in choosing their masters.
‘As expected, my discernment was not wrong!’
At the same time, Wongeom suddenly became curious.
‘Surely, the Rapid Advancement Holy Sword is said to show a tendency to directly interfere with the growth of its master.’
The Holy Sword would have known long before him that Lisir was wasting his talent on astrology.
‘But, it has been neglecting it until now?’
It is a Holy Sword that is evaluated to wield its master with its unique energy.
Seeing that such a Holy Sword is neglecting Lisir’s wandering, it was clear that Lisir had persuaded the Holy Sword by some means.
How on earth did he persuade that stubborn Holy Sword?
While Wongeom was spreading his imagination, Lisir drew his Holy Sword and took a stance.
“This is the first routine. I usually come out at this time and conduct morning training.”
“Without missing a day?”
“I try to do that unless there is something special.”
“Excellent!”
Wongeom nodded, saying that he understood a little.
Surprisingly, diligence was not a natural virtue for geniuses.
It is very common for a genius to fall into laziness by being intoxicated by the situation and environment he is in.
In that respect, the natural diligence that Lisir shows as if it is ingrained in his body is very desirable.
Actually.
If his disciple had shown such a diligent aspect, Wongeom would have turned a blind eye to a considerable amount of deviation.
“So, you show your sincerity to the Holy Sword every morning, so the Holy Sword is moved by you. Hmm. I understand!”
“Yes? Ah. That’s…”
“Hmm?”
“I don’t practice with the Holy Sword every day.”
“What?”
“Actually, I rarely use the Holy Sword in actual combat. Usually, I train with the sword I usually use.”
“…?”
Wongeom could not follow Lisir’s story.
Those words that Lisir uttered without a care.
It was the greatest insult from the Holy Sword’s point of view.
To treat the Holy Sword as just an assistance.
“Still, I was asked to do it, so I’m trying to train with the Holy Sword as much as possible.”
“You were asked to train with the Holy Sword… That’s a strange request, who asked you to do that?”
“This friend.”
Wongeom looked around.
The person Lisir called ‘friend’ was not visible.
“Who are you talking about━”
-Lisir!
At that time.
The Holy Sword shouted.
In a very emotional voice.
-What’s going on!!! You chose me for morning training!
Actually.
Lisir had no intention of training with the Holy Sword today.
It was right to take all possible measures to organize the combat, experience, and realization he had in the barrier yesterday.
Nevertheless, the reason why he was training with the Holy Sword instead of the Blue Lotus was because of his promise with Wongeom not to contact Klana for a week.
“Since you’re so happy, I feel a little guilty?”
-Ah, no! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to put pressure on you!
“No, I didn’t mean it that way either. I was just surprised that Zallak was so happy. I guess I’ve neglected Zallak too much.”
-Don’t worry about it!!! You have your own reasons!!! I understand! I just need to check my bond with you like this from time to time! If I can feel that you have awareness as my master, that’s enough!
“Huhu… I keep saying this, but there must be a much better master than me.”
-I keep saying this, but please don’t say that!!! You are my only master!!! Well, it’s a rare training session!!! Let’s advance quickly! If I’m here, you can use the Power of Advancement without overdoing it! Isn’t that right!?
“Huh? Didn’t you originally dislike me using the Power of Advancement alone?”
-Compromise and recognition make life richer. Isn’t that right!? Hahaha!!!
Was it just his feeling?
Wongeom thought that Zallak’s laughter sounded somewhat sad.
‘What is this situation in the first place?’
Is that really a noble Holy Sword that chooses its own master?
Not a dog wagging its tail excitedly on a long-awaited walk?
“Ah, I’m sorry, Lord Ronhart. I’ve been talking too much. I’ll start training right away.”
-Ronhart? Did Lisir just say Ronhart? That Wongeom Ronhart?
“Oh, Zallak. Do you know about Lord Ronhart?”
-Of course-… Ah. No. That’s not important in the current situation! I’m going to enjoy training with you right now━ no, I’m going to focus on training with you! Lisir! Let’s go! Let’s advance!
“Ugh. So energetic.”
Lisir nodded with a bitter smile.
‘Just in case, it wouldn’t be bad to get used to Zallak’s power.’
As Zallak said, being able to use the Power of Advancement without any burden was definitely a great strength.
Lisir readily acknowledged that and accepted Zallak’s energy.
Then, the elation that accompanies the rise in rank gently wraps around his body.
Lisir felt it and said to Ronhart.
“As you can see, I practice the Power of Advancement in the morning training.”
“…I see.”
Wongeom, who barely accepted the abnormal state of the Holy Sword, nodded.
“…Hmm?”
Then at that moment.
The wrinkles on Wongeom’s forehead deepened.
‘Didn’t he say that he usually does morning training without the Holy Sword? But how can he use the power of the Holy Sword…’
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“Certainly.”
Lisir looked closely at the Holy Sword.
‘With Zallak’s help, I feel less burdened and fatigued.’
He has also gotten his own application of the Power of Advancement on track to some extent.
Lisir thought that it wouldn’t be bad to think about how to apply Zallak in the future.
Lisir, who finished training like that, looked at Wongeom and said.
“Usually, after finishing training, I wipe off the blood, take a bath, and then go to sleep. To relieve the fatigue and burden caused by training.”
“Hmm. You focus on resting right after training. That’s a good method.”
Huh?
Wongeom, who was nodding, made a sound.
‘Wipe off the blood?’
Was there any part in the training content just now that would cause blood to be shed?
Wongeom was suffering from paroxysmal anguish since he started accompanying Lisir.
Lisir left him behind and began to think about his future schedule.
“As you can see, I’m in good condition today, so I’ll skip the rest.”
“Hmm. If you’re overdoing it because of me, I’ll tell you that you don’t have to.”
“Of course. It’s not like that, so don’t worry. Anyway. In that sense, this will be a kind of leisure time━ would you like to accompany me?”
“I will.”
“Then━”
Later.
Lisir visited Pallag’s office （Gus, the owner of the mansion, had remodeled the room separately） to check on the progress of the work related to Klana.
“Oh, Lisir. You’re here?”
“Oh, Sir Dray? Is Duke Pallag not here?”
“He’s away for a while due to matters related to that work.”
“I feel like I’m causing too much trouble for you all.”
“Haha. Don’t mention it. How much have we received from you?”
By the way.
You came at the right time.
Dray said that and changed the subject.
He handed Lisir a book and other materials.
“Duke Pallag left a request for you.”
“For me?”
“Yes. It’s related to that. Can you summarize and organize the contents of that grimoire and the information in the materials? Duke Pallag said that your spirit friends would be of great help.”
“Wait.”
“Hmm?”
At that time.
Wongeom, who was watching their meeting next to the door, intervened.
“Sir Mastiyen. I’m sorry to interrupt the conversation.”
“Torben… Not Lord, but Lord Ronhart. You can call me Dray comfortably. I have heard a lot about your fame. It must be a fame that transcends the times. I am honored to meet the owner of that fame like this.”
“Thank you for your kind words. Then, may I accept your favor and say a word?”
“Please.”
Ahem.
Wongeom coughed with an uncomfortable expression.
“This seems too much.”
“Yes?”
“I know that Lisir’s status is below yours. However. This child is a swordsman.”
“…”
“To make this child, who is a swordsman, do miscellaneous work related to magic. There is a limit to how inefficient it can be. If I may venture to express my opinion, from an efficiency point of view, wouldn’t it be right to look for another suitable person?”
“…?”
Dray looked at Lisir at Wongeom’s words.
“Ah.”
The corners of his mouth twitched as he grasped the situation.
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