Chapter 338

[Aaron Side Story Episode 9]

2. The sword waiting to be pulled out (3)

Didn’t make any effort.

neither learned nor learned.

I did it because I could.

“Don’t play...”

said Lars in a dazed voice.

That emotion soon turned to anger.

“Be honest about this! You tried! enough to bleed! much more than me! You earned it by reducing your sleep at night! Admit it!”

Lars’ eyes reddened.

An unknown emotion welled up inside him.

“Are you still lying? I have no intention of fighting. you guys won! I will die here! Wouldn’t it be nice to leave one for the losers though? That I worked harder than you and this is just the result... at least that fact!”

“...”

“Admit it! admit it admit it! I tried hard... that’s why I became this strong... admit it! You son of a bitch!”

The man was silent.

Despite Lars’ cry to admit it, he remained silent.

‘What is that guy?’

Are you still cheating on me?

I conceded.

I acknowledged you

If you’re the one, I’ve admitted that you’re a lumber that could become a ‘special’ gladiator in that legend! Despite all

of your bone-crushing efforts, I was impressed

with the meticulousness of hiding your strength

and acknowledged you!

‘Didn’t you make an effort?’

Do not be ridiculous.

Don’t be funny!

Traces of time flashed through Lars’ mind like a kaleidoscope.

He was gifted with brute strength, but he was not lazy.

He did anything to survive and prove himself.

In the morning, I ran on the playground, lifted weights, and did squats. until you’re covered in sweat. until exhaustion sets in.

In the afternoon, he wielded an ax and polished his weapon skills.

There were several layers of torn and hardened flesh on his thick, thick palms.

Tried.

Even if I wanted to eat, I held back.

I endured even if I wanted to sleep.

So that means it’s stronger.

So that strength was his pride.

But what about him?

are denying

Trying to ruin your whole life.

“I’m sorry.”

“...”

“I don’t lie.”

said the man

“Then was it like that from the beginning?”

Power went into the hand holding the ax of Lars.

“Did you find out as soon as you grabbed the weapon? I can use this weapon freely. No training required. huh? You don’t even know what shedding is? Using technology that is several times superior to that? Was it like that from the beginning? Were you able to use a sword from the start?”

“Yes.”

The man answered without hesitation.

“I was able to do it from the first time I held the sword.”

“Fuck... Fuck me. Fuck you all.”

“I apologize if my words hurt you.”

“Don’t fuck! You bastard!”

I will kill you.

I can’t stand it.

It is unacceptable that such a being exists in this world.

“Get lost!”

A blow mixed with emotions.

The man threw it out casually.

Lars’ muscles began to stir again.

The ax blade rotated violently.

Kang! Cagan!

The crowd cheered as the battle ensued.

The conversation between the two could not be heard.

“yes!”

“Finish it!”

In winning, gambling is bound to open.

Most spectators were betting on Lars’ victory.

I enjoyed the battle as much as I enjoyed it.

Now was the time to get drunk on the stakes and the blood.

A bloody man and a giant with a double-edged axe.

Flashes of blue flashed whenever the two of them blended together as if dancing.

The audience could not take their eyes off the final flame.

‘...strong.’

the man thought

The man in front of him was the best fighter he had ever faced.

He was not conceited just because he was born with strength, and through constant training, he strengthened his strengths and overcame his weaknesses.

“OMG! Aww!”

The man screamed and brandished his axe.

Emotions mixed too much.

The attack tinged with rage has grown in motion and is less sharp than before.

‘...’

Is that man crying?

What makes that giant howl?

‘You and I are slaves anyway.’

The man laughed bitterly.

It was time to end the skit.

The worn-out iron sword slowly drew a circle.

I have never learned nor learned.

But the man could.

because I was born that way.

“die!”

The man howled and brandished an axe.

The sword that was drawing a circle sprayed a cool trail for an instant.

spam.

“Quaaaaagh!”

push shot.

“Aren’t you the key to this party? Showdowns between high-level gladiators are rare.”

“What do you mean?”

The current time is evening.

A buzzing noise is heard from somewhere.

A party is being held inside the arena.

A party for gladiators who survived purely through victories. Winners can enjoy many conveniences and pleasures that they have not normally tasted.

“Cluck. It’s still the same.”

“Give me something.”

Ting.

The gold coin the man was holding in his hand bounced off.

Rewards for this game.

The old man snatched it up and pulled something out of his bosom.

It was an old bundle of books.

“It was hard to find. You won’t regret it.”

chin.

He piled the books he had handed over next to his seat.

Then he took out the top book and checked its condition.

‘Not bad.’

Old but readable.

As the old man assured, the books were in good condition.

“This is a tip.”

A second coin went into the old man’s hand.

Second gold coin.

All the money he earned from dealing with the high-ranking gladiator, Lars, was lost to that old man.

The man was not obsessed with money or anything like that.

“Thank you for this.”

The old man smiled and hid the gold coin.

‘It’s quiet.’

Moonlight pours from the sky-pierced ceiling.

It was bright enough.

The man lit the moonlight and turned the first page of an anonymous book.

Before that...

“What are you doing? The business is over.”

The old man did not disappear.

“It reminds me of the old days too.”

“reminiscence?”

“Isn’t it really unfortunate? The fact that such a treasure in the world would become a mere gladiator and rot.”

he closed the book

It wasn’t often that the old man spoke up.

In the past, it was said that the old man was a special gladiator.

Express.

The best gladiator title you can get by winning 30 battles or more.

Since the opening of the arena, only one person has received that title.

‘Is that the old man?’

Anyway, the old man was a low-level manager of the arena.

No matter how much merit he accumulated, there was no way that a hundred nobles would give humans undeserved status.

“Aren’t you a gladiator?”

“no.”

“hmm?”

“My status as a gladiator is after I lost all honor and declined.”

The old man’s eyes turned to the past.

10 years ago.

20 years ago.

Beyond 30 or 40 years, to the more distant past.

To the time when humans, not a hundred nobles, ruled the world.

“I was a knight. Did you hear?”

“I do not know.”

The old man said in a reminiscent voice.

“Respecting chivalry, following honor, protecting the weak, and being loyal to the lord... such a job.”

“...”

“It was truly the era of noble people.”

The man snorted.

“Did you lose to a hundred nobles because you were so noble?”

“I will not make excuses. It’s our fault that you ended up like this.”

The old man’s wrinkled eyes turned to the man.

“It’s a pity. I’m sorry.”

“....”

“Even if you were born 100 or 50 years earlier.”

The old man groaned.

“Is this also a divine punishment from the twin goddesses?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m sorry. It’s the grumbling of an old man. Anyway, I won’t disturb your time anymore. Please enjoy it slowly.”

trudge.

The old man left his seat.

The man who was left alone turned his gaze back to the book.

‘It’s a book.’

It was a fleeting whim that he bought the book from the old man.

I didn’t know what to do with my free time.

The other gladiators seem to be preparing for the competition by training, but he didn’t see the need.

I couldn’t find a reason to become stronger.

So, while I was looking for various things to pass the time, I came to know the medium of books.

A bundle of papers on which past history or fictional stories are written.

He happened to learn to read as a child, so he could read and write.

Therefore, he gave a gold coin to the old man who brought in things from the outside and asked for it.

‘Is that old man so talkative?’

I learned a new fact.

He took out the top book and opened it.

There is no particular purpose.

It was just heartbreak.

“...”

He read from the first chapter of the book.

[The distant past.]

[A time of chaos and darkness when monsters ate humans, humans couldn’t trust each other, and nature became a disaster to harm humans endlessly.] [There was one king

and two heroes.]

[King loved humans and was furious with the monsters and disasters that hurt them.] [

The king had two blades to cut through fate.] [

Leed, a noble knight who revere honor]

[An undefeated warrior who revere strength It was the temperature.]