The Demon Prince goes to the Academy - Chapter 490

Chapter 490

“It’s broken… … .”

“yes… … .”

Luna was staring blankly at the ax whose handle had broken halfway through.

“Your son?”

“Please don’t call me that… … .”

At the same time, I found out why Luna hated being called mother.

Something feels very strange!

Of course, like me, Luna didn’t even pretend to hear.

“Rezaira is not such an abundant place. Do you know how valuable an ax or pickaxe is?”

“sorry… … .”

scolded

Being almost killed by Luna was also a hit.

Luna tried to kill me because the existence of the Demon King would be a great threat to Ellen someday and Ellen might die.

But now, two years have passed.

I’m being scolded by Luna for breaking and eating the sack.

Even I am bowing my head as if I had committed a mortal sin and saying I am sorry.

what is it

What kind of situation is this?

Dizzy.

In many ways, it’s immobility, it’s nabal, and I can’t do it.

“Looks like you just believed in your ignorant strong power and swung it, and it turned out like this. Is that right?”

“… … yes.”

I knew it so accurately that it gave me goosebumps.

“I’m always restless due to anxiety and neurosis, and I can’t even do what I was told to do, so there’s nothing I can do right.”

Come to think of it, I didn’t do anything except whining after coming to Lizaira.

but not doing anything right

I still… … ! outside… … ! There are many things I can’t do without me… … !

It would sound miserable if I had to say it, so I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

Edina’s king and Archdemon.

enemy of mankind.

I’m being treated like a worthless guy just because I broke an ax in a mountain village.

Luna sighed deeply, then went back into the storage room and rummaged for a while before bringing out another axe.

“It’s a bit old, so you’ll have to handle it with more care than before.”

The first ax that Luna gave me was an A-class ax, even if you couldn’t call it an S-class.

However, this ax blade is also an ax blade, and the handle felt quite old.

“How can I make a tree with this… … .”

“So it is. If someone hadn’t broken it at once, I wouldn’t have had to cut wood with an ax like this.”

“I’d rather have an ax with an iron handle… … . Will there be anything like that?”

“… … .”

“Yes, I will go… … .”

Do you think there will be such a thing?

Because the eyes were read so quickly, I had no choice but to return to the Teletalle Forest with an old ax that had been lowered from A- to C-grade.

* * *

You don’t need an ax.

I told you not to use holy relics, but I didn’t tell you not to use your body.

Raising the magic power to its maximum output and kicking it would be enough to destroy anything other than a fairly large tree.

But to do such a thing is already an overstatement.

I’m trying to get used to the new magical power enhancement through this job.

The moment you do such a thing, the main guest is already evangelized.

You have to get used to your new power while focusing your mind and throwing away your thoughts.

However, if you focus only on chopping wood and plowing the field and going back to the past, it becomes worse than not doing it.

Holding an ax, I focus my mind.

“Whoa… … .”

If you put too much force on it, an unfortunate accident will occur that the ax will break, not the tree.

how to chop wood.

I don’t know how to do it, but I knew one thing.

If you hit too hard, the ax will break.

with moderate force.

Moderately.

swing the ax at the tree

-Pak!

The outer bark of the tree simply bounces off.

The ax did not break as if the force was properly adjusted.

However, the tree is now only slightly peeled off.

How many more shots will it take before this tree falls?

And split this fallen tree into pieces that are easy to transport.

Load it on a forge and transport it to Lizaira.

Chop down a tree again.

Split up.

carrying.

“… … .”

-tweet!

I see a forest area stretching before my eyes.

When you’re done with the tree.

Shoveling the roots of giant trees and pulling them all out.

Turn the ground upside down and plow it… … .

I was going to be a master class.

Why did he become an aspiring woodcutter?

* * *

“The pestilence.”

-Pak!

I threw down the ax and lay down.

The super-concentrated magical power enhancement had already been cancelled. Even while doing it, it was released and used again several times.

tree?

I didn’t cut a single one.

I’m not just strong.

In addition to his quickness, his dexterity has already far surpassed that of a criminal.

So I was able to keep hitting exactly where I was shooting without missing.

But what matters is power.

I didn’t know how durable the ax was, so I pounded it with moderate force, so the groove in the tree couldn’t be deepened.

Several times I held back the thought of wanting to just destroy the tree as it was because I was overheated.

Eventually, I was exhausted and collapsed.

I was lying on my back in the woods, catching my breath, when I heard a giggling sound from somewhere.

“Did I say I was going to be like this?”

“No, I can’t help it because I don’t know.”

The voices of Arta and Lena came from afar.

The faces of Arta and Lena soon appeared above me as I lay down.

“What… … .”

“Aunt Luna told me to come see you because you must be having a hard time.”

“Do you want some water?”

Lena held out her canteen.

* * *

The moment I shattered an axe, Luna seemed to have been convinced that I was incompetent.

I drank the water from the canteen Lena gave me.

“No matter how you do it, haven’t you seen a single tree yet?”

When Arta saw that there were no fallen trees except for one with a shallow groove, she struck her forehead in amazement.

no.

There are a lot of things to give, but the ugly guy is the first.

“No, I said I couldn’t do it because the ax would break if I put too much effort into it.”

“Do I really need to use an axe?”

“I thought it would be better to do it with an ax in order to get used to concentration. … .”

“hmm… … . I see.”

Arta looked at the groove in the tree and shook her head.

“Power is not the problem, the method is wrong. Who makes trees like this? Give it to me.”

Artha held out his hand and I picked up the ax I had thrown away and handed it to him.

“Look Carefully.”

Artha, holding an ax, aims the ax at the tree trunk.

“From top to bottom.”

-Pak!

When Arta hit the axe, the skin slightly peeled off and a small groove was made in the tree.

After swinging it once, Arta sees me again.

“This time from bottom to top.”

-Pak!

When Arta struck accurately, a part of the tree fell off from the two interlocking impact points.

I could only stare blankly at the triangular pieces of wood that fell off.

only twice.

With that demonstration, I realized what I had been doing wrong.

“It’s not okay because you’re ignorantly trying to cut down a tree. Will that work?”

I only took pictures of the same place.

Doing a tree was close to the concept of cutting a tree. Arta clicked her tongue as she looked at me, who was bewildered.

“I don’t know how to do this because it’s a city bastard.”

“Oh no… … .”

me.

still.

Did you still blow a little at the temple?

I heard that the best talent in the empire was like that, right? Although it wasn’t really imperial.

I haven’t heard of him being incompetent since the very beginning of first grade!

no wonder.

In Rijaira, I was treated as a half-penny who didn’t even know how to do it properly when I was in the military family.

It’s not even because of the mysterious secrets or special powers of this town that they are treated like that.

They don’t know how to cut wood, so they are treated like half a penny.

“no… … . Where am I supposed to dig trees? … !”

That’s right! Before I came here and after I came, where the hell was I going to dig trees?

Of course you don’t know!

Arta laughed at my protest.

“That means you’re a city nerd.”

“… … .”

I was angry, but I didn’t have anything to say because it was the right thing to say.

“Anyway, good job. I have to help my grandfather with his work today.”

“Yes, Reinhardt. I have to take care of my little brother today too.”

Lena and Arta left without saying that.

it’s grandpa

If you think about it, the number of households here is small and there will be no change in the number of people, so it will inevitably become a large family.

Anyway, thanks to Arta’s demonstration, I realized what I had been doing wrong.

To cut a tree, it was not to cut the same place, but to cut it at an angle and split it little by little.

In fact, there is technology and know-how in what I was doing.

What Arta told me would be very basic, and there would be more detailed ways to cut down trees.

how to cut trees.

There is nothing to write on my own, and nothing will be gained by mastering it.

If I leave Lizaira, I’ll probably never have a tree bell in my life.

How did I come to do this?

You’re a city nerd

They were scolded for not knowing how to cut trees and scolded for breaking an axe.

In Edina, a few survivors came across by boat, and they were struggling with how to feed them, what murders had occurred, and what to do with them.

All mankind hates me.

Even if I can survive after the Gate crisis is over, I may have to fight Ellen later, and a war between the Dark Land and the Empire may break out.

I have only discussed death and the way between death.

In fact, countless people had to be killed in the name of stabilizing the system and society.

That’s why I’m cutting trees to make a field in this secluded mountain village.

I’m a city guy, so I’m hearing stories like this that I don’t know anything about.

They even get scolded for not doing anything right for breaking an axe.

“under… … .”

no wonder.

Feeling like I’ve become a normal person, I let out a weak laugh.

It didn’t seem like anything like that would happen.

After leaving Edina, I was neither a demon king nor anything.

He’s just a little ignorant, ignorant city nerd who doesn’t know anything about rural affairs.

It is said that a seat makes a man, but in a place where I cannot be a king, no one considers me a king.

No one hates or despises me because no one respects or worships me.

Was it possible for me to still have a normal life?

Regardless of whether I can live like that or not, was it possible for me to have that kind of sentiment?

No one asks me to be king.

No one looks for hope or despair in me.

He is not an apostle of Tuan, an apostle of Ars, or a demon lord.

I don’t think I can forget them because I can’t hear them looking for me.

But the very thought that I wasn’t really a big deal gave me a certain sense of relief.

I am the source of this world, but I am neither omnipotent nor omniscient.

Everything in the world is not something I have to solve, nor can I.

I was arrogant in trying to care about everything going on in the world.

It was just arrogant.

I was feeling insecure in this situation where everything was out of my control.

How funny I am for not knowing how to cut down a tree in front of my eyes and being anxious because everything in the world is out of my hands.

I am now in the mountain village of Lizaira, not my throne in Edina.

All you have to do on the throne is to think about when you return to the throne.

It’s not like I can solve every situation just because it’s in my sight.

Luna and Arta’s comments about my incompetence made me realize how arrogant I was living.

The work of a king is in the seat of a king.

Now that I am in the position of a city hillbilly, I just have to do what a city hillbilly has to do and learn what I don’t know.

It was only then that my confused head seemed to cool down to some extent, and only then did I feel that I knew to some extent what the true meaning of the index was.

There may be things I don’t know about being here.

So what.

I do the best I can imagine

Luna Artorius said you should believe in yourself.

So I believe in Luna.

There is nothing else.

If Luna kept calling me mother, he told me to play the role of a son.

so.

The role of son to be done now is to turn the forest into a field.

The first step is to cut down trees.

Tree forests are made into vacant lands, and the vacant lands are plowed to make fields.

I don’t know what the heck that will be for me.

At Lizaira, I decided to give up the idea.

My mother made it, so it must mean something!

I don’t know anything else!

Up until now, I had to take responsibility for so many things, so it’s okay to avoid this level of responsibility.

“Heh heh… … .”

Somehow, I remembered the days when I ran amok like a mad dog at the temple, and I burst into laughter.

To realize that peace of mind does not come after some great realization or a great incident, but from being treated like a worthless person.

No matter what the process is, the result is good, isn’t it?

I believe that Luna Artorius has a plan.

I’m really useless and I don’t know much.

So just do what you are told to do and empty your brain.

In the king’s seat, he lived in anguish and trouble all day long, but now he is a guest of Lizaira.

So just do what you’re told to do.

Even if you use your head for no reason, there is nothing to get better, and there is nothing to know.

I’m holding an ax

I didn’t know how, but now that I know how, it’s easy.

You don’t even need to use very strong force.

Enhancing an appropriate amount of mana while controlling that power as much as possible.

from top to bottom.

– Jump!

His hand movements are accurate and his power control is not difficult.

Match the groove the ax blade dug into.

This time from bottom to top.

– Jump!

Look at the splintered pieces of wood.

Only a small piece was chipped away.

But it was clearly cut.

– Jump!

– Jjaeok!

-puck!

increasingly.

a little bit more.

are cutting out

I still don’t know what the immortality and myungyeong index are.

Clearing the head was obviously successful.

The distracting thoughts that tormented me in the sense that I had to do only what I was told to do were falling away like pieces of wood being sheared away.

There are many trees.

There were just as many trees to cut down and thoughts to cut down.

Turn this forest into a plain, uproot the giant trees, and overturn the ground.

I will make this forest a land to plant something on.

Like planting new seeds in new soil.

I pulled out the despair and anguish deeply rooted in my heart.

Even if you can’t pull it out.

I will plant a new spirit in the gap of despair and pain.