Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 279

The Grand Mage who transcends by regression Chapter 279

It wasn’t long before Sir Richard opened his eyes.

about an hour or so.

For him, who had longed for a reunion with his family all his life, an hour must have been like a fleeting moment.

But was that enough?

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were quite clear, unlike before.

Mantle is not visible.

He was looking at me with calm eyes that were more emotionally organized.

“Hero.”

Then he lowered his head.

“I really have no face.”

“You don’t really need to do that. If you realized it, that’s what happened.”

I said that and shrugged lightly.

Yes, if you realized that.

Strictly speaking, I had already suppressed Sir Richard before he ran out of control.

He hasn’t done anything ‘irreversible’ yet.

“But after I caused such a nuisance, the hero… … .”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. There was nothing special anyway, and that was it. Rather… … .”

I said, pointing to the head I had hit earlier.

“Is your hair okay?”

“As for the head… … .”

At my words, Sir Richard looked at me with his eyes wide open for a moment, then burst into laughter.

“ha ha ha! yes it’s okay! It couldn’t get any better than this!”

“Is that so.”

I didn’t have to say anything unnecessary.

Sir Richard just laughed for a long time with clear eyes, then said as if he realized.

“Oh, I see. What I’m going to say to the hero now isn’t ‘I’m sorry’.”

Then he politely bowed his head to me.

“Thank you, warrior.”

It was gratitude with many emotions.

“Then, has the hatred you harbored faded a bit?”

“… … .”

At my words, he quietly put his hand on my chest with a complicated expression on his face.

As if thinking of something, he closed his eyes and was silent for a while.

“The hatred for the ‘monster’ called Draculion still exists.”

“… … .”

“This feeling is probably something I will have to live with for the rest of my life. I am aware of that. but… … .”

Sir Richard raised his head.

“… … It is limited to the monster called ‘Draculion’.”

“… … .”

“It was unacceptable to apply the same standards to Lord Tzepes and others.”

He calmly confessed his mistake.

“I will admit it. In the end, what I saw was nothing like belief. It was just hate.”

“I understand. It’s because a person can’t be completely free from emotions. Sir did just that.”

“ha ha ha… … I’m pretty ugly too. It’s only after experiencing this that you realize it.”

He murmured weakly, then turned his eyes to the tomb that was still there.

“Unbeknownst to me… … A proud husband seems to have forgotten how to be a proud father.”

“That’s all.”

I should have realized even if it was too late.

Because the world is full of people who don’t even realize it until the end.

All I want is for him to realize sooner and get out of the hatred.

Wouldn’t it be better to disinfect the wound before it festers?

But at that time, he retrieved the greatsword he had planted on the floor and carefully asked me.

“Hero, could you please accept the oath?”

“If it’s an oath… … .”

“I want to force you not to forget. I want the hero to be that notary public.”

There was no trembling in his eyes as he said that.

The Paladin’s Oath.

If a knight stakes his ‘honour’ on an oath, a paladin stakes his ‘faith’.

The oath thus taken is not permitted to be broken under any circumstance.

The moment you violate it, that paladin becomes a heretic who denies the faith.

“… … Are you okay?”

“Yes please.”

His determination seemed clear.

He knelt quietly in front of him with his sword planted in the ground.

Then, as if praying, he began to ‘swear’ with his hands together.

“Hekaw. I swear by my follower, Richard Croll, by my sword and shield and my faith in you.”

A pure white divine power bloomed as if it were embracing him.

Proof that Hekau is observing this ‘oath’.

From there, the confession about his life began.

Confession that followed in front of the god whom one believes and follows.

The pain of loss of family… … .

and regret.

He calmly talked about his life and the mistakes that followed.

What follows is an oath.

If so far has been a confession about the past, this is a declaration towards the future.

“Therefore, from now on, this sword will only follow the right beliefs and will be used for its proper purpose. this belief… … .”

Now the key is:

Slowly he raised his head and put an end to his oath… …

“… … I will dedicate it to the hero Mikhail Walpurgis.”

… … yes?

“No sleep… … !”

At that moment, a light flashed.

Before I had time to stop, Sir Richard’s oath was over.

Hwaaak!

The light surrounding Sir Richard flashed and began to burn as if he had heard his oath… … .

thud!

Soon, it became a sharp spear in the middle of his chest.

It was proof that the paladin’s oath was firmly established.

“No Sir Richard!”

“yes.”

“What are you doing? Giving your faith to me is no different than an oath of allegiance!”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Sir Richard smiled and slowly got up.

The oath of a paladin is heavy.

At the point he mentioned me in the oath, I became the subject of judging his ‘belief’.

In other words, if I judge that it is not right, he has no choice but to stop forcibly!

This is no different from a knight’s oath of allegiance.

No, it was worse than that!

“Ah, if you need it, I can return my captaincy to the hero… … .”

“Oh, that’s all right! Rather, this oath… … !”

“Isn’t it something you don’t know?”

Sir Richard said to me with a wry smile.

“Maybe there will come a day when we forget even this ‘warmth’ we took for granted.”

Of course not, but maybe it could be due to external factors.

“But the hero will always be there. I have confidence that you will do your best to achieve the ‘best’ result. Isn’t God choosing you for nothing?”

He said that and his eyes lit up.

He looked at me with eyes full of firm ‘belief’ without the slightest sign of doubting me and said.

“I want to be a proud husband and a proud father. And for that, you will need a milestone.”

“… … hmm.”

He respectfully bowed his head.

“I want to make that milestone the future that the hero will pioneer.”

“You won’t regret it.”

“If I had, I would not have made this choice. I don’t want to make the wrong choice again… … .”

“great.”

If that’s what he meant, I have no reason not to accept it.

Master’s absolute assistance would be useful everywhere.

“Then first… … .”

I spoke of my first plan with a knight who swore faith in me.

“Let’s go get a haircut.”

yes this is first

* * *

“… … hmm.”

Chepesche forcibly opened his eyes, which seemed to close at any moment, and looked up at the sky.

The body that doesn’t die is very comfortable.

At least, doesn’t this mean that there will be no death from overwork even if you work hard like this?

‘Is it good?’

ah i don’t know

What is good is good.

Anyway, since there is no worry about dying, isn’t it one of the most important worries for people?

Still, I want to improve a lot.

Just a few years ago, his heart was filled with deep self-loathing.

In a way, it was natural.

An immortal body artificially created and twisted by his father.

Because in an instant, it has degenerated into a ‘monster’ that the world talks about.

For a very long time he lived without really dying. I just stayed there, thinking that hope was a luxury.

the mind wears out

My self-esteem as a human being was driven to the bottom.

For him, that reality itself was hell… … .

But all of that changed with the arrival of the hero.

Like a miracle, all the tragedies surrounding him were resolved.

Is that why?

– In the end, it doesn’t change that you’re a monster, Draculion!

Even when he heard that from the commander of the Holy Knights, he did not despair.

I just understood that there could be such a ‘stance’.

Of course, apart from that, it was true that he was embarrassed by the hostility of the commander of the Holy Knights, but that did not lead to despair.

As much as possible, I hoped that this news would not reach the ears of my benefactor, Mikhail, but… … .

“… … If you decide to go out on your own, it will work out somehow.”

He let out a small sigh and got up from his seat.

There is a lot to do.

In order to face the planned disaster, the task of nurturing demon hunters had to be continued.

The higher the number, the better.

However, most of them have a big bottle in their hearts due to their characteristics.

Do you think I am mentally broken?

And it’s your job to solve those problems.

Then first… … .

smart.

A knocking sound was then heard.

After a moment of thought, he raised his head and opened the door.

Then, the one who showed up was none other than Richard, the leader of the Holy Knights in question.

and… … .

“… … Warrior?”

was a warrior

Seeing the commander of the Holy Knights standing next to him quietly, it seems like he somehow solved the problem this time too… … .

‘what.’

Something felt strange.

“What happened… … Are you there?”

“Ah, Sir Richard wants to apologize to you.”

Mikhail said so to Richard.

“Now it is Sir Richard’s turn. Of course, what I said earlier was just a metaphor, so I just nodded… … .”

“I’m sorry Sir Cepes!”

Kwajik!

The commander of the Holy Knights hit his head.

Before he even finished talking, Mikhail muttered behind his back as he looked at Richard, who was banging his head.

“… … Can I lie down?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

There was an indescribable silence in the office.

The commander of the Holy Knights with Chepes head on the verge of losing his mind from overwork. The hero watching it… … .

‘Well, what a mess.’

Chepesch thought so for a moment with a calm expression on his face.

* * *

The conflict between Sir Richard and the demon hunter was thus resolved.

It was certainly not a small gain to have prevented Sir Richard from running rampant.

I could see that Siegfried had definitely ‘grown up’ on this occasion.

… … um yeah

“Um, do I really have to come back?”

“… … .”

hey kid

Looking at the guy who said that with a normal expression, I quietly pressed my forehead with my hand.

Even while he was saying that, he was engrossed in digging the ground with a shovel and planting plants.

“Why are you fucking again?”

“No, what should I say… … .”

Siegfried looked at me with a complicated expression and said,

“Actually, there was something about the captain, but I’m a little unsure if I’m suitable for the position of a paladin.”

“… … hmm.”

“Mikhail knows best, but there is a nuisance I have caused to the church. I wonder if I won’t do that again… … .”

What the hell is this guy and that guy, why are there so many people living inside of this?

i saw the guy

My shoulders droop, and I don’t feel certain about the hand holding the shovel.

what’s up

Was this what you were thinking?

I don’t know if I should call the fact that I’ve come to look back on myself as growth, or if I should see it as an increase in unnecessary things… … .

“That’s right. You were definitely not fit for a warrior. And it still is today.”

“That’s right. Also I… … .”

Siegfried’s eyes darkened.

Hearing this from the front again, of course, wouldn’t make me feel so good.

“but.”

I interrupted him halfway through and spoke again.

“Not bad for a paladin.”

“… … !”

“Having faith in oneself and being able to accept losses for that belief. That is definitely growth for you.”

Besides, this guy is still doubting himself endlessly and looking back.

Since then, this guy has grown up.

“Sure, you might be messing around again. nobody knows that Neither you nor you will know that.”

“I guess so.”

“It’s okay though. If you mess around, I’ll kick you out.”

I quietly listened to the staff.

Seeing the staff, Siegfried flinched reflexively.

“Uh um… … !”

“So don’t dig for nothing, quickly get dressed and follow Sir Richard. You also received an apology from Sir Richard.”

“that… … It is.”

There was a ripple in Siegfried’s eyes.

The guy quietly looked at the outfit he was wearing and the shovel he was holding in both hands.

“really… … Can I hold the sword again as a paladin?”

“I told you. If I shovel again, I’ll dig it backwards. It means that there will be more blood in my staff.”

“… … Aren’t you going around with blood on the staff too naturally these days?”

“Ah, this is our family average.”

now i’m broke

It seems that no country can go against the blood of the family.

Whatever.

“Anyway, that’s the conclusion. Don’t be in a daze and go.”

“… … All right.”

The boy nodded.

“By the way, what do you plan to do next, Mikhail?”

“Okay.”

Well, I already have things to do tomorrow, but… … .

“For now, it looks like I’ll be half dead.”

“… … yes?”

will it work somehow