Chapter 13

Chapter 13

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Translated By Arcane Translations

Translator: FusionX

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I was definitely screwed.

That was the conclusion I reached after much deliberation.

I was just going along with a little kid’s pace.

Thunder Dragon Sword Technique?

There was no way such a technique existed.

But that boy used a sword technique that absolutely couldn’t exist.

Moreover, he had self-taught it all by himself.

A talent that was chilling enough to give goosebumps.

No, it wasn’t at that level.

To describe that little kid in one word, he was literally a monster of talent.

At that moment, for some reason, I was reminded of a certain character.

Come to think of it, I still didn’t know the little kid’s name.

Maybe I had been subconsciously avoiding it.

Because I didn’t have the confidence to handle it.

Right now, I wasn’t just an extra.

I was even the Time Stop Breeding Uncle.

I was worried that I might hold back the main characters.

“Little kid. Let me ask you just one thing.”

At first, I really thought he was a boy.

But as time passed, I had no choice but to realize, even if I didn’t want to.

The little kid was not a boy, but a girl.

Moreover, I had seen her face somewhere many times.

I tried my best to avoid it.

I didn’t even try to learn her name.

Because I wouldn’t be able to handle it.

But there was only one character in my memory who could replicate a sword technique close to fantasy.

The one with unrivaled talent when it came to the sword.

The one praised as the Empress of the Sword.

And coincidentally, the Empress of the Sword also had deep red hair.

I couldn’t run away anymore.

Even a fool would know by now.

But I needed certainty, not just suspicion.

I opened my tightly closed mouth.

“What’s your name?”

“What? My name?”

“Yeah.”

Just in case, it could be my bluff. And I sincerely hoped it was my bluff.

The girl, who tilted her head at my question, soon smiled brightly and said,

“Then will you praise me?”

“...Yeah.”

“Helia.”

As soon as the words ended, the name popped out of the girl’s mouth. And that name was too familiar.

The Empress of the Sword, Helia.

A knight who dared to surpass the heavens with a human body.

And she was also one of the main heroines of this game.

Her red hair fluttered in the wind.

Helia’s red eyes, looking up at me, smiled in a beautiful curve.

“Will you call me Helia?”

I just realized the reason.

No, in the first place, Helia had a great illustration.

Moreover, her performance in the game was good, and her personality was unexpectedly cute, so she was extremely popular.

But the only reliable person by her side was the Time Stop Breeding Uncle.

How should I put it, I felt a sense of self-loathing. If Helia was influenced badly in any way.

But apart from that, Helia’s talent was real.

She succeeded in realizing the Thunder Dragon Sword Technique, which was close to fantasy, in just one week.

Let’s just work.

* * *

She made a mistake.

Her sense of accomplishment turned into arrogance.

So unknowingly, Helia made a mistake. Asking to learn the next thing right away. Making a rude request to the teacher.

[Never wield this power recklessly.]

The lesson she learned on the first day came to mind.

Do not wield this power recklessly.

She thought she had definitely engraved it in her head at that time. But that wasn’t the case.

It was just lip service.

[The sword has no fault. It is the one who wields the sword who is at fault.]

Her teacher had said.

The sword is not at fault, but the person who wields the sword is at fault.

It was true.

The Thunder Dragon Sword Technique that her teacher taught was originally not intended for such a purpose.

“What is the next lesson? I’m ready.”

“You’re too hasty.”

“What? But...”

“Do you really think you’ve mastered the Thunder Dragon Strike?”

“...!!!”

Helia couldn’t dare to answer that question.

It was a question that shattered Helia’s arrogance.

Can I confidently answer that I have fully mastered the Thunder Dragon Strike?

In front of Teacher, no less?

The words wouldn’t come out.

She already knew in her head.

She had not perfectly mastered the Thunder Dragon Strike.

Soon, shame came over her.

“If it’s just cutting quickly, anyone can do it.”

Not just anyone, but in front of Teacher, showing such an embarrassing appearance.

She couldn’t raise her head out of humiliation. But she couldn’t turn away either.

It was her own fault.

[An indomitable spirit that never gives up.]

“Teacher always gives the answer.”

The foolish disciple finally realized.

Teacher always gave the answer.

If she made a mistake, she had to acknowledge it and correct it.

She had to at least become a better version of herself than yesterday.

What Teacher taught was not just a mere sword technique. It was life itself.

To think she only realized it now, she was so foolish and pathetic.

Helia blamed herself.

It was like a whip.

She isolated herself with guilt and anger in order to practice, aiming for growth beyond her current level.

And like that, the talent that overwhelmed even the heavens instinctively knew that she could go further.

Lightning flashed.

The sun had already completely set in the sky, and all that was left was darkness.

But without caring about the darkness, she gritted her teeth and kept swinging her sword.

“It’s still far. This level is not enough!”

She wanted to walk the same path as Teacher.

She wanted to become the sword that her teacher could wield.

That desire gradually caused her to break her limits.

Like how iron became stronger steel through tempering.

Helia’s talent was also gradually blooming through extreme training.

A talent that was originally supposed to bloom through tragedy was blooming due to desire for a single person.

But was that the right way for it to bloom?

A talent that should’ve bloomed after having lost everything she cared about. Suddenly bloomed because of a single person.

It was a truly distorted, yet beautiful bloom.

However, Helia didn’t know that fact yet.

And she probably didn’t want to know.

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