Chapter 24: I got a disciple I didn’t know about (2)

“Fight!

I’ll bow!”

The tiger girl shouted as soon as she got back inside the log cabin, and tried to bow down on the floor.

“Wait!

Stop it.”

“Ouch?”

“First..

Let’s talk to the old man, okay?”

Yooseong said in a voice that was almost like a plea, lifting up the prostrate water girl.

I’m going crazy.

If it was the first time they had met, he would have comforted her and told her that she had a hard time coming all the way here, and sent her back via teleporter with something of value.

“Master?”

However, this child had not just come here, but had endured this cold and harsh terrain alone for two long years.

With only one hope that I would become her master.

But now, if he told her to go back because he had no intention of becoming her master, how shocking would that be for the girl?

Yooseong, himself, must have been her last hope and lifeline.

On this continent, transmitter was generally considered trash class and looked down on.

Even in Animas, where the body-using ‘mu’ is revered and most of the people obtain close combat classes, the discrimination is even more severe.

‘Let’s think back exactly where I saw this kid!’

With a fleeting memory…

This water girl was being bullied by her family’s brothers and sisters.

The reason was that she was born to a martial artist, but her job was not a combat job, but a ‘transmitter.’

Unlike the people of the family who were full-body, the girl was half-body.

It can be said that she was born into conditions where she was completely discriminated against.

She was a disgrace and shame to the family, so she was bullied to the point of violence by outsiders as well as her blood relatives.

The adults of the family turned a blind eye to the young girl being subjected to extreme violence.

-The legendary martial artist, King Kwon, said!

If you don’t give up, even the weak can become strong!

However, this girl trained every day by hitting the same wooden doll until her fists bled in such an environment.

Because of the nature of the necromancer, he couldn’t use even a little bit of mana in the body.

Despite the fact that his actual fighting power didn’t increase, he didn’t give up and trained every morning until the sun set.

That’s why I unknowingly…

suggested it.’

He was summoned with the hero and obtained the ‘necromancer job that was of no help in battle.

He was a half-beast child born in a family of the complete beasts that worshipped the Martial Arts and obtained the ‘necromancer job.

At that time, Yooseong thought that he wasn’t much different from the girl and he also saw himself in the girl.

I was angry.

At that time, he had returned to the palace alone during his two-year journey with the hero party.

He had realized how to utilize necromancer using modern knowledge and had set out on a journey alone again.

His pride in necromancer was so high that it was almost like a belief, and he was proud of being the strongest in necromancer!

He was shocked to see those necromancers who were less than a gunshot away from him beating up a young kid for being a necromancer.

The magic of liaisons is…..

trash…

that’s what the adults said..!

He put on a suit and went to a martial arts competition to show something to this little waterman who was talking while sobbing, and swept them all away.

The little boy looked up at him with bright eyes as he held the giant magic stone as the prize.

That might have been the deciding factor.

After finishing his embarrassing recollection of the past, Yooseong glanced at the girl again.

The pure blue eyes that were tilting their heads and looking at him were even scarier.

He even thought that it would be much easier to deal with a lightning-spitting giant that fell from the sky than to deal with the runny-nosed waterman in front of him right now.

Yooseong had become realistic thanks to his adventures with the warrior party.

However, that didn’t mean that his altruistic…

gullible nature before his adventure had completely disappeared.

That gullible nature that wanted to help those in need and tried to be kind to everyone!

Now, that aspect has completely disappeared, and the principle of an eye for an eye is followed.

‘There’s nothing I can do.

I have to do something about this.’

Yooseong, who believes that he must take responsibility for any damage caused by himself.

“There’s no need to show courtesy.”

“Net?!

But it is a courtesy to the teacher and a disciple to his teacher!”

I don’t know whose family he is, but he must have been well-educated.

Come to think of it, I remember hearing somewhere that among the beasts, the tiger family, and especially the black tiger family, is considered one of the most prestigious.

“Could it be…

that the master doesn’t want to accept me as his disciple…!?”

Yooseong hurriedly shook his head at the sight of the little boy asking as if he was about to burst into tears.

“…That’s the etiquette of the warriors, and the etiquette of the magician…it’s different anyway, so you don’t have to bow.”

There is no such thing as the etiquette of a magician.

While I was thinking about how to persuade the beast boy in real time and send him back, I thought that if he received something like the nine-bow ceremony (bowing nine times to accept a master), it would really be irreversible, so I declined for the time being.

The best thing to do is to persuade him and send him back…..

Even if that’s not possible, I must at least avoid becoming his master.

Yooseong tried his best to avoid any connections in this world.

Not just friends, but disciples..

Isn’t this a very close and certain relationship?

In a situation where parting is certain, he can never keep a disciple.

“Uh..

by any chance!

Is there a separate etiquette for sorcerers?!

Please tell me.

Master!

I will bow to you with all my respect!”

The water spirit boy looks at him with a look of great anticipation.

To be honest, if he says there is no such thing, he feels like it would reveal that he lied a moment ago not to bow, so he feels that he has to do something.

Knock Knock.

“Ah..

this is it.”

Yooseong raises one hand, makes a fist, and knocks his chest twice, showing the hastily made up etiquette.

“Ooh!”

The water spirit boy follows suit.

“It’s correct to knock twice like this, right?

Master!”

“Yes..

that’s right.”

“My name is ‘Ho-yeon’ of the Black Guardians!

Master!”

“Huh.

Ho-yeon?”

The water spirit boy suddenly says his name..

no, Hoyeon.

“May I ask you, my unworthy disciple, what is your master’s honorific name?!”

With the words that followed, Yooseong realized why Hoyeon had introduced his name.

He had said his name first because he was curious about Yooseong’s name.

“What a polite kid.’

Thinking that, Yooseong hesitated for a moment about whether to say his name.

He didn’t say his name on Earth unless it was someone he was really close to or someone he trusted.

“Han Yooseong.

I’m Han Yooseong.”

“Master Han?

Master Yooseong?

How should I call you..”

“Whatever you prefer.

And you don’t have to add Master…”

“Then I’ll call you Master Han!”

Hoyeon shouted that, proudly reenacting the chest-beating technique that Yooseong had shown him earlier (better than he did), and then shouted in a loud voice.

“I, Hoyeon, swear that I will become Master Han Yooseong’s disciple!”

“_”

Seeing that, Yooseong was speechless for a moment.

After a brief awkward silence.

“Ugh…

Ugh.”

Hoyeon suddenly started to cry, shedding tears like chicken poop.

“What’s going on…?”

Yooseong asked in a panic.

“I’ve finally become your disciple..!

I was worried that you might not accept me as your disciple..”

“_”

This is a big deal.

The situation started to rapidly roll in an undesirable direction.

Growling.

At that moment, a loud growling sound of hunger was heard.

It wasn’t coming from Yooseong’s stomach.

“Ah..

ah_!”

Hoyeon blushed and covered his stomach with his arms.

“Have you…

eaten?

Master.”

He asked Yooseong embarrassedly.

Yooseong, who had already eaten at Metallica’s house, was about to nod, but shook his head when he looked into Hoyeon’s eyes.

Because he felt that he had to do so for some reason.

“L..

my disciple will treat you to a meal!”

Hoyeon, who seemed happy for some reason, shouted that and left the log cabin.

“ha.”

Only then did Yooseong let out the sigh that had been building up inside him.

He couldn’t bring himself to show his dislike of becoming a disciple in front of Hoyeon or to let out the sighs that had been building up inside him.

“There’s so much to prepare…

disciple.

How should I do this….?”

Muttered to himself, Yooseong belatedly looked inside the house.

The interior of the house, which seemed to be made of logs of various colors, was a bit shabby, but it was quite well-equipped with a bed to lie down on, a table, and a fireplace.

“Did Hoyeon make all of this?

It’s hard to believe that Hoyeon, who looked to be barely 10 years old, made all of this by himself.

If you add ‘transmutation’, it’s not hard to understand.

Transmutation was something that could be recreated to some extent if you just looked at it once and understood how it worked.

‘Wait?

You didn’t transmutate the entire thing.

You only used transmutation for the necessary parts.’

Transmuting an entire object increases the perfection of the object itself, but it consumes much more magic power.

However, if you prepare the frame and materials and use transmutation only on the connecting parts, you can recreate the object with minimal magic power, so it was a method that Yooseong often used.

Instead, partial fusion requires understanding of the object to be reproduced.”

A ten-year-old kid has mastered the trick of partial fusion that even skilled fusionists find difficult?

“It seems he has talent as a fusionist.”

Yooseong, who was slightly interested, got up from his seat and walked towards the fireplace.

He tapped it with his hand and touched the connecting parts, wondering if it was just for show or if it really worked.

“There are traces of burning firewood.”

It was almost like proof that the chimney had been properly installed to properly vent the smoke upward.

Squeak-!

“Master!

I brought you food!”

At that moment, the door opened and Hoyeon’s loud shout was heard.

Clank-Clank

Yooseong helped the groaning wooden desk move and placed the plates on the table one by one.

“Raw fish and…

dried meat.”

“Yes!

The fish were caught by breaking the ice in a nearby lake, and the meat was caught from a fox and a rabbit!

I’m eating them sparingly, but…

since Master is here!”

***

The tiger girl shouted as soon as she got back inside the log cabin, and tried to bow down on the floor.

“Wait!

Stop it.”

“Ouch?”

“First..

Let’s talk to the old man, okay?”

Yooseong said in a voice that was almost like a plea, lifting up the prostrate water girl.

I’m going crazy.

If it was the first time they had met, he would have comforted her and told her that she had a hard time coming all the way here, and sent her back via teleporter with something of value.

“Master?”

However, this child had not just come here, but had endured this cold and harsh terrain alone for two long years.

With only one hope that I would become her master.

But now, if he told her to go back because he had no intention of becoming her master, how shocking would that be for the girl?

Yooseong, himself, must have been her last hope and lifeline.

On this continent, transmitter was generally considered trash class and looked down on.

Even in Animas, where the body-using ‘mu’ is revered and most of the people obtain close combat classes, the discrimination is even more severe.

‘Let’s think back exactly where I saw this kid!’

With a fleeting memory…

This water girl was being bullied by her family’s brothers and sisters.

The reason was that she was born to a martial artist, but her job was not a combat job, but a ‘transmitter.’

Unlike the people of the family who were full-body, the girl was half-body.

It can be said that she was born into conditions where she was completely discriminated against.

She was a disgrace and shame to the family, so she was bullied to the point of violence by outsiders as well as her blood relatives.

The adults of the family turned a blind eye to the young girl being subjected to extreme violence.

-The legendary martial artist, King Kwon, said!

If you don’t give up, even the weak can become strong!

However, this girl trained every day by hitting the same wooden doll until her fists bled in such an environment.

Because of the nature of the necromancer, he couldn’t use even a little bit of mana in the body.

Despite the fact that his actual fighting power didn’t increase, he didn’t give up and trained every morning until the sun set.

That’s why I unknowingly…

suggested it.’

He was summoned with the hero and obtained the ‘necromancer job that was of no help in battle.

He was a half-beast child born in a family of the complete beasts that worshipped the Martial Arts and obtained the ‘necromancer job.

At that time, Yooseong thought that he wasn’t much different from the girl and he also saw himself in the girl.

I was angry.

At that time, he had returned to the palace alone during his two-year journey with the hero party.

He had realized how to utilize necromancer using modern knowledge and had set out on a journey alone again.

His pride in necromancer was so high that it was almost like a belief, and he was proud of being the strongest in necromancer!

He was shocked to see those necromancers who were less than a gunshot away from him beating up a young kid for being a necromancer.

The magic of liaisons is…..

trash…

that’s what the adults said..!

He put on a suit and went to a martial arts competition to show something to this little waterman who was talking while sobbing, and swept them all away.

The little boy looked up at him with bright eyes as he held the giant magic stone as the prize.

That might have been the deciding factor.

After finishing his embarrassing recollection of the past, Yooseong glanced at the girl again.

The pure blue eyes that were tilting their heads and looking at him were even scarier.

He even thought that it would be much easier to deal with a lightning-spitting giant that fell from the sky than to deal with the runny-nosed waterman in front of him right now.

Yooseong had become realistic thanks to his adventures with the warrior party.

However, that didn’t mean that his altruistic…

gullible nature before his adventure had completely disappeared.

That gullible nature that wanted to help those in need and tried to be kind to everyone!

Now, that aspect has completely disappeared, and the principle of an eye for an eye is followed.

‘There’s nothing I can do.

I have to do something about this.’

Yooseong, who believes that he must take responsibility for any damage caused by himself.

“There’s no need to show courtesy.”

“Net?!

But it is a courtesy to the teacher and a disciple to his teacher!”

“First of all, we need to build a warrior class summoning circle.

We need a lot of items needed for the altar.”

“Is that the same as preparing a warrior summoning circle?”

“Yes.

It’s the same magic circle to begin with.”

SeYeon stroked his beard and thought for a moment at Claire’s answer.

“I don’t think we need to prepare that separately”

“Why?”

“Because there were some guys who said I neglected my duty and tried to recruit new warriors.”

SeYeon clearly remembered the recent incident where the royal family’s wealth was taken away in the name of creating a warrior summoning circle.

The priests of the goddess cult were trying to summon new warriors without even realizing that their goddess had evaporated.

“Demon King.

Since Claire has the face of a goddess, I can go and pretend to be an apostle of the goddess and ask for it.

If he could steal it, the summoning circle problem would be solved.”

“Then..

next is preparing the target of the summoning circle.”

“Hmm.

Didn’t you say that someone who has already reached a certain level can’t do that?”

“That’s right.

In addition, in order for the grantor to properly attach itself, it needs to be someone who is in their growth stage.”

“Ah.

So that’s why I was summoned along with that high school student, Yooseong?”

Claire nodded as if to say so.

“Then friends with overflowing talent potential would be good…

I should inform them of this situation and hold a conference between continents to ask them to support the best talent from each country.

So what’s the last thing?”

“We need the power to activate the grantor itself.

I have a few powers copied from the goddess, but I don’t have the power that the goddess has…

divine power.”

“That means we need the power of a saint, right?”

“Yes”

“This…

isn’t easy.”

SeYeon frowned as she recalled the figure of Saint LeaForte flying with her demon wings spread.

Lea, who commands the Demon King and still has divine power, is already troublesome, but rumor has it that LeaForte played a big role in defeating the giant that invaded the Magic Kingdom.

“By absorbing the forces of the necromancers and warlocks…

half of the Magic Kingdom belongs to her?”

“What…

the saintess is like the Demon King.”

“That’s right-

The saint changed her career to the Demon King-

And the Demon King is talking about saving the world with the hero-

Phew!”

SeYeon jokingly answered the Demon King’s words, and a little later she stood up from her seat when she heard her subject call “Your Majesty.

The hero has no time to rest even for a moment.