Chapter 137

Episode 137. A series of unexpected events

Maximin Cronell was able to walk inside the empire without any resistance.



This was possible because the imperial palace had issued an order not to offend him as much as possible.

Maximin, who finally arrived at Rodlen Academy, looked at the huge front gate.

The front gate of the academy hasn’t changed since he went there.

Maximin, who was looking at the front gate for a while with the coffin still looking heavy, saw the guards blocking his way.

“When can I come in?”

Maximin naturally tried to talk to them, but they just put their hands on their weapons with a nervous expression.

“It’s boring.”

“Now, if you wait a moment... ... .”

One of the guards responded fearlessly.

At first, I thought it was just a joke, but when I found out that he was the real Maximin Cronell, I thought he fainted.

And as if he understood the guard’s feelings, someone began to approach him.

“hmm? Deos? Deos Canyon?”

“Haha, it’s been a while. Maximin.”

The closest to the entrance was the administrative building, so Deos, who was able to arrive first, greeted with a troubled expression.

Then, Maximin nodded and said.

“I didn’t know you would be at the academy. Since when have you been here?”

“It’s been quite a while. After all, I am still in the position of principal.”

“her... ... . That’s kind of surprising.”

“Even when I was young, I never imagined that I would become the principal of Rodlen Academy.”

After talking for a while, the two got down to business.

“So what did you come here for?”

“There is someone I need to meet.”

“Who are you meeting? Who is that?”

“Adrias Cromwell.”

The character that came out of Maximin’s mouth was as he had heard.

Deos asked again just in case, and frowned.

“Maximin, you must now know that you are a wanted criminal of the empire, right?”

“Know.”

Maximin slowly raised his hand.

“I won’t hurt anyone unless they attack me first.”

“Maximin, can you wait for a moment? It’s a funny story, but right now I’m getting the rust of the empire. I will only report to His Majesty and return.”

“Looks like there’s nothing you can do with your position as principal.”

“Even if you say that, you cannot recklessly set foot in an academy with students.”

“What if I forcefully pierce it?”

“I hope not. Let’s go at once.”

Maximin just silently watched as Deos boldly turned around and disappeared.

Then he set the coffin aside and began to wait quietly.

After waiting for a while, Surahan, the head of the Knights Division, appeared.

“Permission has been granted. Please follow me.”

Maximin silently carried the coffin back and followed Surahhan.

Maximin, who returned to the academy after 40 years, looked around for a while and was immersed in a strange feeling.

“What is your job title?”

“I am the head of the Knights Department.”

“Not bad.”

At Maximin’s words, Surahan narrowed her brows.

Maximin Cronell, no matter how strong he is, is he really strong enough to figure out his skills?

“I have a question for you.”

“Something.”

“I’m not from the Empire, so I don’t know if the rumors are true. Did you really beat the Aura Master before becoming an Aura Master?”

Surahan had always been curious.

A monster with the title of the continent’s strongest swordsman.

A person with a rumor like a ghost story that is said to have defeated an Aura Master even though he was not an Auror Master.

I thought to myself that it made no sense.

That’s because the presence or absence of an aura match was a big difference.

‘It’s like a fight between a wizard and an ordinary person.’

Aura Master’s physical ability was able to follow to some extent.

However, Aura Beginning is a group of swords that are beyond the understanding of ordinary humans.

It could be seen as the difference between a magician and an ordinary person with the same physical condition.

“You are still far away.”

“... ... What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Don’t put too much weight on it to come. After all, it is people who handle swords.”

I felt as if my identity was being denied by Maximin’s words.

Surahan, who was proud of being the youngest Auror Master, had no choice but to speak.

“senior!”

Lucia, with an excited expression, found me while talking to someone.

Seeing her waving her hand, I had a useless impression that the disease had really healed.

“senior! Did you hear?”

She ran right up to me and looked up at me with her unusual purring eyes.

“Maksimin?”

“yes!”

“I am surprised. You are interested in that.”

“Aren’t you curious, senior? He is the one who is called the strongest swordsman. Since you deal with kendo, I thought you must be more interested than me, right?”

“If I was a sane person, I would have been interested, but I am not a sane person.”

Having already experienced Maximin in the game, I didn’t want to get involved with him.

He wasn’t a psychopath or anything like Burial, but he was a shrewd man who knew how powerful his weapon was and how to wield it properly.

‘It’s different from what it looks like.’

Acting only for himself and Isabelle, he was tricky because he knew how to use his weapon without hesitation if something that did not serve his purpose was in front of him.

In a word, it was a story that he was good at using force.

‘It’s Isabelle... ... .’

In fact, the only means to control him was a woman named Isabelle.

Along with the nickname of the strongest prosecutor, there was a coffin that he always carried with him, and in that coffin was Isabelle, the woman he loved.

‘It’s a very peculiar curse. According to Maximin, it is related to the ancient gods... ... .’

I also never woke up Isabelle while playing games.

As long as you know how to wake it up, it’s like you can use the strongest swordsman, so I tried hard, but in the end I couldn’t find it.

“Well, what he did is still spreading like a ghost story.”

“Anyway, I’m not really interested. I just want it to wander quietly like it used to.”

“Still, I want to see your face at least once. What you look like. Do you want to look like that?”

Lucia pointed behind me and said.

Turning my head naturally, I had no choice but to stiffen.

trudge trudge.

A man carrying a coffin.

Only the neatly trimmed beard stood out with the hood on.

“Huh huh?”

Lucia let out a panicked voice.

She said it without thinking, and it seemed that she realized something was wrong.

“Lucia, step aside.”

I grabbed the handle of the Galaksur that hung from my waist.

The students around me began to look this way, wondering what the hell was going on.

Finally he stopped, about twenty paces forward.

“Are you Adrias Cromwell?”

“Maksimin?”

At my words, the surroundings froze.

Some of them started to run away.

“I am Maximin Cronell!”

Despite the students’ clamor, Maximin just kept quiet.

Anyway, how do you walk around the academy so casually?

What are Bahat and deans doing?

‘no way... ... .’

Have you been bullied?

Knowing his aura, I was able to connect my thoughts naturally.

“I came because I wanted to ask you something.”

“Was there anything we could get along with?”

He shook his head while asking.

Anything he and I could relate to... ... .

‘Ancient Gods?’

There is nothing else.

One question is, how did he know?

“I met Evan.”

“ah!”

You must have heard from Evan.

Wasn’t it caught being a black magician? Anyway, Maximin wouldn’t care if I was a warlock or not.

He slowly lowered the coffin in front of me.

A coffin containing Isabelle.

It suits her well. Isn’t Isabelle not human?

And then the completely unexpected happened again.

-Titling!

[The protection of ‘the one who forgets at the end of memory’ finds another trace of a god.]

[Conditions are met.]