CH 422

The Fairy Tale of Non-Gongong (2)

last few days.

Kevin faced the same problem as Chris.

Since he had already received a huge bounty, he was not very interested in money, and he did not want to receive a title and live as a nobleman.

It was unimaginable in those days when I was traveling around the slums.

At that time, he would have chosen a film of wealth and nobility, regardless of whether it was right or wrong.

the life you want.

You could choose whatever you wanted.

After thinking for a while, Kevin went to see Roman Dmitry after a few days.

"Sir. I don't need any more gold or power. I want to stay by your side from now on."

"You mean you don't want compensation?"

" That's not it. If possible, I'd like to get a sword just for me. The sword that I was given before is too good to be overdone, but I made this request out of my personal greed as a swordsman."

actually.

The most practical reward was clear.

Kevin learned the magic sword technique.

Since he only knew the first half of the powerful swordsmanship divided into the first half, the middle part, and the second half, asking him to tell you about the herbivores was the best option for a swordsman.

But my heart didn't agree. The experience of this war gave Kevin confidence in himself.

I heard that Chris was pioneering his own path unlike himself, so he wanted to develop himself and achieve the achievement of defeating Chris.

blast furnace.

This reward stems from jealousy.

Kevin had lost a match against Chris and was given the first no-name.

So I'm currently using the second no-name, and I was jealous of Chris, even though I knew how good this sword was.

Jealousy stems from the fact that he was given a sword higher than himself.

Each time it remained like a stumbling block in my heart, so I wanted to receive a new sword just for myself this time.

It was a pure desire.

In a situation where those who were given the option of compensation realize their desires, Kevin could live his entire life in the glory of wealth if he wanted to.

But it wasn't the future he really wanted.

From the moment he cut off his own arm to become Roman Dmitry's sword.

For Kevin, life with Roman Dmitry came first, so he wanted to stay with him.

Someday.

people die

If that day came, he also hoped that he would be recorded as the first person to represent Roman Dmitry rather than Chris in Dmitry's history.

Some people may not understand Kevin's feelings.

Roman Dmitry's reward is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he asks if he can blow it away with just one sword.

No sympathy was needed.

A time when I was traveling through the slums.

The feeling of meeting Roman Dmitry for the first time was even more shocking than when believers faced God.

to him.

Roman Dmitry was a god.

As he bowed his head and waited for an answer, Roman Dmitry gave him a prize with a calm face.

"I will accept your request. However, it takes time to make a sword. one month later. I will grant you a one-of-a-kind sword that does not exist anywhere else in the world, only for prosecutor Kevin."

thank you!

I shook my head.

Kevin's smiling face was as if he had the whole world.

* * *

Kevin's news.

It was also passed on to Chris.

Upon hearing the news that he had asked for a sword that was completely unexpected, Chris looked at his sword with a complicated face.

" Was this what I was so passionate about?"

My mind was complicated.

Upon hearing the news that Kevin had visited Roman Dmitry, I honestly thought that he might ask for something to develop as a prosecutor.

Before meeting Roman Dmitry.

Contrary to the fact that he was still a promising prosecutor at that time, Kevin was just a boy who had to worry about his livelihood every day as he moved around the slums.

The starting point was different.

So Roman Dmitry taught Kevin from start to finish, and Chris told him to just sit around and improve on his own.

The difference between the two was not simply a matter of discussing skills.

Chris, who had been thinking and developing on his own, was convinced that he would never be defeated even as he watched Kevin express his inferiority complex.

However.

Now it was different.

Kevin not only chose the direction of his own development, but also proved the result of defeating Ares this time.

'Kevin is developing rapidly day by day. As I no longer exist as a prosecutor Kevin, not a boy from the slum, I cannot guarantee that I will win against Kevin unconditionally. At the crossroads of life and death, Kevin defeated Ares. In a situation like that, I can't be sure that I'm different either.'

Ares is strong.

At the time of the recruitment screening process, it was Chris who did not do his best, but felt quite difficult against him.

such an existence.

He was captured by Kevin and sentenced to death.

As he watched Ares begging for his life, there was considerable confusion in Chris' mind.

If he had fought Ares at the crossroads of life and death, would he have been able to win?

Kevin's growth is something to be truly delighted with for Roman Dmitry, but that doesn't mean he's going to give up on him.

There was a fact that became certain with this reward.

Kevin is.

I will not give up until I overcome myself.

Just as he demanded a new sword out of jealousy of the First No-Name, his obsession and aspiration were not unreal if he turned away.

It was clear that one day he would aim his sword at himself.

Just as he struggled to claim the first no-name, Kevin will expose his ferocious teeth at every moment to claim his place.

'I can never give up my seat.'

A fire broke out inside.

Just thinking about it, Chris was able to confirm his sincerity.

Film of wealth and glory.

Can that splendid life satisfy you?

no.

It was impossible.

Even if she adorned herself with expensive accessories like Marquis Fabius and had many women in the harem, her life as a swordsman was never satisfied.

If so, what to ask for was decided from the beginning.

He knew it himself, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth.

Kevin.

His presence moved Chris.

* * *

Meet Roman Dmitry.

In the eyes looking at him, Chris did not hide his sincerity.

"Currently, the continent's ranking system is in a very chaotic state. It turned out that its very existence was Alexander's plan, and as most of the rankers died in the wars that were fought, its existence itself became virtually meaningless. But I think it is necessary to maintain the ranking system going forward. For whatever reason it started, the ranking system has become a part of society, providing a platform for the prosecutors to compete to prove themselves. one month from now. Please hold a contest to redefine the ranking of prosecutors. And if a winner is born in that competition, please announce to the continent that it is the best sword recognized by the master as the second person on the continent other than the master."

It was an unexpected request.

Chris is.

I was hoping for a stage of competition.

He hoped to defeat challengers like Kevin and prove to the world that he was still a true second person.

Roman Dmitry said.

"It is not suitable as a reward. I agree to revive the ranking system, but that's a matter to be discussed at the Imperial Conference. Do you have any other requirements other than that?"

There is.

"Say it."

swallowed dry saliva.

Roman Dmitry's reaction.

expected

The resurgence of the ranking system did not match the purpose of the reward.

However, the reason I mentioned the ranking system was because my true purpose was related to it.

"I hope there will be regular tournaments that redefine the rankings. And the swordsman who wins the competition every year, please give him a chance to challenge His Majesty the Emperor. It is not intended to challenge His Majesty's authority. The master is already recognized by everyone as the best swordsman on the continent, so for a swordsman like me, he has no choice but to be the ultimate goal. I hope you understand my sincerity."

Kris.

His dream was to go beyond Roman Dmitry.

To be precise, he wanted to become the best sword on the continent, but everyone admitted that the place belonged to Roman Dmitry.

Kevin?

Any other tests?

didn't care

No one in the world will surpass his position, and he will prove himself to be the second person representing the Dmitry Empire in the regularly held competitions.

Not only that, he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

He knew it was a vain and impossible dream, but even so, Chris wanted to move towards his dream.

It was an opportunity.

A unique opportunity to challenge Roman Dmitry, while creating a place to openly compete with the contenders.

Roman Dmitry was the emperor of the empire.

If he did not create a system that could challenge him, it was clear that he would be dragged into the crime of treason the moment he drew his sword.

So I had to say it now.

Maybe he could take his request negatively, so Chris couldn't hide his nervousness even after speaking out.

Mouth was dry.

A cold sweat broke out on his head, but he clenched his teeth to hold on to what he had said, waiting for Roman Dmitry's reply.

"It's fun."

Roman Dmitry laughed.

As Chris raised his head, he looked down at him and said.

Kris. I will accept your request."

* * *

a few days after that.

An international conference was held.

Not only the ranking system that Chris suggested, but also the representatives of each country gathered in Dmitry to discuss important issues.

When the kings of Kronos, Valhalla, Cairo, Hector, Umberto, Redford, and Frank visited Dmitry, it was their attendants who were the busiest.

Dmitry's temporary imperial palace.

In the building that replaced the new imperial palace, a person asked for something with a serious expression.

"Didn't I tell you before? King Frank is a very sensitive person, so he needs to be fully prepared to stay here even for a day. Bed linen and bed made of the materials I mentioned earlier, and bottled water you like to drink, must be prepared from Odelia."

" I haven't heard of it before.

Yes?

man.

William's eyes widened.

This international conference was scheduled to be held for two days, so the kings of each country decided to stay here for one day in the Imperial Palace.

For that reason, he had a lot to prepare.

King Frank is not a luxurious person, but he has a more demanding style than I thought, so William prepared for Dmitry for several days.

But the story wasn't delivered.

"Damn guys. There's nothing else to forget, forgetting His Majesty's work.

lately.

Frank's interior was insane.

After the war, there were a lot of things that had to be cleaned up, and Frank was often absent from attending various events.

It seems that there was some confusion inside the process.

William frowned, took a deep breath, and spoke to the custodian of the Imperial Palace, Dmitry.

"Please move your luggage together. And there."

far away

I saw the servants passing by.

Since he was a servant with no end in appearance, there was no reason for William to respect them.

"Come here and carry some luggage. hurry!

the king's attendant.

Although he did all sorts of errands and errands, his status itself was a person with a position to the extent that he was a semi-noble man.

In addition, a person who can directly exercise a breath on the Frankish king.

He was only cautious because he was the custodian of Dmitry's Imperial Palace, but even ordinary nobles in the Franks treated him with caution.

blast furnace.

The attitude towards servants was natural.

In fact, it was an attitude that was so natural in aristocratic society that there was no problem for William.

However.

Dmitry's manager's expression hardened.

In the sudden chilly atmosphere, William asked with an expression that he did not understand English.

" Is there any problem?"

"Yes, there is."

concierge.

It is true that he coordinates all affairs here, but he is not the real power of the Imperial Palace.

In an instant, an ominous energy creeped up.

Given the circumstances, William's keen instincts knew that the existence of a servant he had just treated was at issue.

just as expected.

The servant walked towards this side.

He didn't know it from a distance, but as the shape of his face became clearer, something flashed in William's mind.

'Ugh?! no way.'

Dmitry.

A list of people to be treated with caution there.

One of them had a clear face.

And at the same time as realizing that fact, the people of Dmitry bowed their heads to the figure who seemed to be a servant.

"Baron Hans!"

"Is something wrong?"

Hans smiles warmly.

It was.

He was Hans.