txolops Chapter 379 : Chapter 379
Chapter 379 : Chapter 379
Vol 2 Chapter 19. Eing, It’s the End of the World. End of the World (1)
“Ooh…. Is this the Young Master’s hometown, I mean the hometown of previous life. No, strictly speaking, not hometown but what should I call it? Anyway, is it that?”
“…….”
“The clothes you are wearing now are also unique. That is the clothes worn here, right? Is there one for me too? Does the size fit?”
“…….”
“Wow, there is one moon here. Isn't it dark at night like that? How do people here go around at night inconveniently?”
“…Ut up.”
“Yes?”
“Shut up a bit! You bastard!”
“Kuweek!”
Patrick, who was sitting down in despair, stood up like a thunderbolt and kicked Oliver.
Bang! Crunch crackle.
Oliver flew away smashing a few trees. And a few seconds later….
“Nooooo!”
He gets up vigorously and runs back again.
As expected of the person most beaten by Patrick, his durability was exceptional.
“Why do you hit me? Why? What did I do?”
“Your existence itself is a mistake.”
“Wow…. Look at this discrimination against people.”
“You deserve some discrimination.”
“Now I am also a well-doing Marquis of the Schneider Duchy, is it okay to treat me so roughly?”
“Marquis? Since when were you a Marquis?”
“Hahaha, after Young Master left, the Grand Duke promoted me.”
Seeing Oliver speaking with his chest puffed out confidently, Patrick covered his face with both hands and despaired.
“What is the country coming to….”
A country where Knight A is a Marquis?
Is that a country?
Suddenly, he became afraid to go back.
* * *
A while later.
“So, can you teach kids?”
Patrick explained to Oliver what he called him to do.
At Patrick’s words that he called him as an instructor to professionally raise young children since they find it hard to endure his training, Oliver….
“That much. It’s nothing. Just trust me.”
Oliver pounded his chest and spoke in a confident voice. And Patrick….
‘I don't trust him even this much.’
Credit zero.
The name is Oliver A.
“Should I just pick one more?”
It might be better than entrusting it to this guy. However….
[To summon a new person, you must pay 4,500 causality.]
“What? It was 3,000 before? Why did it go up?”
At Patrick’s shout, Persona said.
“The more humans from another world come to this world, the stronger resistance is created in the dimensional barrier. So to summon additional personnel, you have to consume more causality.”
“…….”
“And until now, the causality consumed per day was 10, right? From now on, 20 will be consumed. This also can't be helped.”
“…….”
“Master?”
“…….”
“Are you crying perhaps?”
Two streams of thick tears flow down Patrick’s cheeks. And Patrick looked at the face of his Master floating in the moon of the night sky and said.
“Master, why can't I be happy?”
[Consider it karma.]
* * *
Anyway, the result already produced cannot be reversed.
Patrick took Oliver and plodded back to the Twin Dragon Sect.
“Bong-gong? Who is that person?”
Mun Yul asked puzzledly as Patrick brought a person he saw for the first time.
“Subordinate from my hometown.”
“Subordinate from Bong-gong’s hometown? Didn't you say it was far? But how….”
“It just happened. Don't ask details. Drains strength.”
And Patrick sighed and said.
“Hahaha nice to meet you. I’m called Oliver A. Marquis of the Schneider Duchy and you can say I’m the right arm of Grand Young Master Patrick Schneider here.”
“Talking about right arm.”
Patrick sighed and said.
“Where is the Sect Leader?”
“Why the Master?”
“I intend to make this guy stay in our sect for the time being. Need to introduce him to the Sect Leader first.”
“Ah, he is seeing patients in the medical house right now.”
“Again?”
“Since patients came to visit….”
“Hmmmm…. Right. Understood.”
Patrick took Oliver and moved.
Recently, the Twin Dragon Sect separated a small annex inside the sect and is operating a medical house.
Going there, Patrick saw Go Seok-hyeon treating patients.
“Now, the back pain should be a bit less. Try walking on your two feet.”
“Ooh….”
The patient tried walking on his own feet and admired.
The severe back pain was greatly reduced with every step.
“Thank you. Physician Go, no, Sect Leader Go.”
“Hohoho. Just call as you find comfortable. What does it matter if it’s Physician or Sect Leader?”
Watching that scene, Patrick smirked.
‘Originally, I didn't intend for this.’
The Twin Dragon Sect is a sword sect.
When it was doing well, there was a time they operated a medicine hall within the sect, but they never operated a medical house.
Naturally, he didn't intend to do so this time either. But….
[Physician Go, no Sect Leader Go, perhaps can I receive the medicine prescribed before again? Ran out….]
[Sect Leader. My mother hurt her ankle while digging herbs in the mountain. Please, can't you look at her just once?]
[Physician Go. Please save my son. It is my life’s request.]
Unexpectedly, Sect Leader Go Seok-hyeon’s evaluation as a physician was very high.
In fact, a good physician in the Central Plains is a capable person worth a thousand gold.
A person who will absolutely never starve to death even if wandering the world with just one needle case is a physician.
Half of those who call themselves physicians in the Central Plains are fraudsters without the ability to treat properly.
They only gave fake prescriptions with shallow knowledge and ripped off money.
Of course, there are physicians verified to have good skills.
But they received expensive treatment fees as much as they were verified.
Ordinary commoners dare not dream of receiving a diagnosis even once. But….
Go Seok-hyeon was different.
He treated people receiving only the minimum cheap fee, and sometimes even treated poor people without receiving money.
Moreover, his skill as a physician was also very excellent.
Patrick made a wistful expression watching Sect Leader Go Seok-hyeon apply needles to the next patient’s body.
‘It’s a familiar needling technique.’
He didn't ask.
But he could guess well.
Why such a high level of medical art is passed down in the Twin Dragon Sect.
The traces of the past remaining even after 200 years passed brought a wistful feeling to Patrick’s heart….
“Young Master. What are you doing? Need to poop?”
“…….”
Should I just kill him?
Even though the consumed causality is a waste.
Just as Patrick hesitated whether to bring his hand to the sword hilt or not….
“Ah, you came? Bong-gong.”
“Kuhm, thank you for your hard work. Sect Leader.”
“Hahaha. It is nothing. Rather, who is the person next to you? Seems like someone I’m seeing for the first time.”
“The ‘guy’ next to me is a subordinate from my hometown called Oliver A.”
And as Patrick tapped his shoulder, Oliver introduced himself vigorously.
“I am Marquis Oliver A of the Schneider Duchy. Nice to meet you.”
“Ah…. I am Go Seok-hyeon, who has undertaken the Twin Dragon Sect Leader position despite lacking.”
After greeting each other like that, Go Seok-hyeon said to Patrick.
“Bong-gong’s subordinate?”
“Although shameful, that is so.”
Then Oliver flared up and stepped forward saying.
“No Young Master, am I shameful?”
“Then wouldn't you be shameful?”
“Wow, look at him speaking rudely to his closest aide. Real humanity showing.”
“I’m really curious about something, doesn't it hurt when you get hit for acting up? Is that it?”
Watching the two bickering, Sect Leader Go Seok-hyeon thought.
‘They are definitely from the same hometown.’
And he also thought this.
‘Perhaps everyone in Bong-gong’s hometown is like that.’
The honor of the Schneider Duchy was severely damaged.
“Kuhm, anyway, this guy also learned the martial arts of our Twin Dragon Sect.”
“Oh, is that really true?”
“That is so. The skill is well…. Just not to the extent one can't watch with open eyes.”
“Ahem!”
Patrick looked at Oliver with a sigh. And said to Sect Leader Go Seok-hyeon again.
“For the time being, I intend to have this guy stay in the sect and entrust the children’s education to him.”
“That is no problem. Rather, it is welcome.”
“Thank you.”
“Then, how should we decide the title within the sect?”
“Since we will entrust the children’s training for the time being, Instructor should be enough.”
“Understood. Then I will understand it as such.”
Thus, Oliver became an instructor of the Twin Dragon Sect.
Actually, while entrusting him as an instructor, Patrick agonized. Can that guy really perform the delicate task of teaching children properly?
Won't he ruin all the kids?
* * *
A few days later.
“Now, everyone ready?”
“Yes. Instructor.”
“Yes. Instructor.”
“Good. Then let’s see who lasts the longest. Start!”
As soon as Oliver said start, the children hung dangling from sturdy tree branches and started holding on.
Watching the children holding on while groaning and using strength, Oliver said.
“To use dual sword arts, grip strength must be good. That way you don't lose the sword.”
“Yes.”
“Pyo answered vigorously well. After finishing, I will buy honey rice cakes.”
“Instructor. Me too. Me too.”
“I want to eat too.”
“Then if you last more than 15 minutes, let’s eat all together. Everyone can do it, right?”
“Yeeeeah!”
“Yeeeeah!”
Oliver was teaching the kids well.
While making them do training to build bodies systematically, he was skillfully soothing and coaxing the kids, heightening competitiveness and sense of achievement.
Thanks to that, the children could also follow the training enthusiastically. Patrick, who was watching that scene from afar, opened his eyes wide.
“Did he have such ability?”
“I want to entrust even our clan’s kids to him?”
There are times like this in life.
Cases where you thought you knew a person well but are startled by confirming an unexpected aspect.
Oliver A.
He was a master of childcare.
And although Patrick ignores him so much, in fact, Oliver was also a strong man counted within ten fingers in the continent and a master of the sword.
The owner of talent who stood out next to Sanson among the 300 or so knights Patrick taught.
That was Oliver A.
It was just because his usual words and actions drastically lowered his value, but in fact, he was a talent other countries would covet enough to marry off royalty.
As such Oliver became close with the children and trained them, certainly something started rolling properly.
“Well, should I call it a happy miscalculation? Like this, I can just leave the kids to Oliver.”
Patrick sighed in relief.
As long as Oliver does his part like that, he could focus on his original purpose.
Patrick’s main purposes are two.
One is to find traces related to the Blood Demon, confirm the dangerous elements of this world, and finish them off.
The second is to make the Twin Dragon Sect the Number One Sect Under Heaven.
And to make the Twin Dragon Sect the Number One Sect Under Heaven, he must focus on Mun Yul’s training. So….
“Sona-ya. Wake him up.”
“Yes. Master.”
At Patrick’s words, Persona poured a gourd of water on the face of the fallen Mun Yul. Then….
“Pu-ha.”
Mun Yul got up hurriedly.
“Rested well, right? Then let’s continue.”
At Patrick’s words, Mun Yul ground his teeth and said.
“Is fainting resting?”
“Then you rested well. Get up again and lift the sword.”
As Patrick started swinging the wooden sword, Mun Yul said gloomily.
“I can’t do it.”
“…Huh?”
“Bong-gong. Can't I also receive training from the Instructor like the junior brothers?”
“Nope. Can't.”
Mun Yul shouted as if it was unfair.
“Why? Why must only I do this?”
Patrick said cynically.
“What do you mean why? You are the Eldest Disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect, aren't you?”
“So?”
“Don't you know what Eldest Disciple means? It means you are the future Sect Leader of the Twin Dragon Sect and must protect other junior brothers.”
“…….”
“To do that, naturally, you must become stronger than the junior brothers. To do that, you must do harder training.”
“…….”
“Above all, as I said before, I will make you the Number One Under Heaven. But do you think I would make you do half-hearted training?”
At Patrick’s words, Mun Yul sighed deeply and said.
“Does Bong-gong sincerely see that I have enough talent to aim for Number One Under Heaven?”
If Patrick says ‘Yes’ here, Mun Yul was ready to say ‘I don't have that much talent’. But….
“What bullshit is that? Why bring up talent here?”
“…Yes?”
“Were you perhaps having negative delusions like ‘I have no talent so I won't become Number One Under Heaven. Can't be helped’?”
“…….”
Usually, do they call that delusion?
Don't they say facing reality?
No honestly, Number One Under Heaven with my talent? Does that make sense?
Seeing Mun Yul with protruding lips, Patrick spoke with a serious voice unlike usual.
“Pathetic guy.”
“…….”
“Already using talent as an excuse at your level? That is something only guys who really tried everything until the end can say.”
“…….”
Face burns.
But honestly, I have to say what I have to say.
“That is not what I mean, is it? My words are….”
“What are your words?”
“Realistically, there are geniuses lined up like stars in the world. And they have been preparing and making efforts since much longer ago than me.”
“So?”
“So how can I seriously aim for Number One Under Heaven? That is realistically impossible.”
Mun Yul protested seriously.
He isn't just trying to make excuses because training is hard. Although there is a difference in degree, Mun Yul also feels gratitude towards Patrick.
Without Patrick, Master and he might have died to that pig Hu Don.
Patrick treated Master and found the home of the Twin Dragon Sect. Furthermore, he defeated the Blood Saber Sect with dazzling performance and made the Twin Dragon Sect the master of Tianshui County.
If he didn't feel gratitude, he would be a beast.
But paradoxically….
‘So I am rather afraid.’
Patrick is placing too excessive expectations on him, the owner of meager talent.
When he fails to meet this expectation, how great a disappointment will Patrick feel?
Thinking of that, he couldn't say ‘Yes. I will try.’ even as bravado.
He didn't have the courage.