Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius - Chapter 169

Episode 169:

What on earth are these memories?

Why do these emotions, these sensations, bother me so much?

“My heart…”

It hurt like it was burning.

My vision becomes blurry.

[The ‘Unnamed God’ warns us that we must hold on tightly to our spirit.]

Who wouldn’t want to do that?

How can I keep my composure when these emotions that are clearly not mine are tormenting me?

Knock knock.

As I was slowly losing consciousness, someone knocked on the door.

“I’m going in.”

The door opened and a man in leather armor came in carrying a basin filled with water.

“Wake up… Sir Raymond!”

He was excited to see me wake up, but when he saw me breathing heavily, he hurriedly ran over to me.

Not paying attention to the fact that the water in the basin was overflowing, he hurriedly approached me and looked at my complexion.

“Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“Do you have a headache?”

“Is there anyone out there? “Call someone right now!”

He shouted towards the door and examined my body.

My head is hot.

He snatched the basin he had brought and hurriedly put his head into it.

The cold chill took away the heat in my head.

I think I will live a little longer.

“no. it’s okay. are you okay.”

I grabbed his arm and calmed him down, pulling his head out of the basin.

‘Why are you doing this all of a sudden?’

The memory of the sparring session disappeared.

It was a good atmosphere. Why did I lose consciousness and why am I here?

‘I hope it’s a dream.’

I just hoped I lost and lost consciousness.

Otherwise, it seemed like it would be quite difficult.

I can’t believe I did such a cruel thing.

The way I looked back then wasn’t mine at all.

“I caused a nuisance. Where is everyone? “Is it outside?”

I struggled to get up and asked him, but for some reason his face didn’t look good.

His stiff face was quite dark.

Looking at his face, I felt quite anxious.

Could it be that those memories of mine are facts and not dreams?

“I…”

“Don’t say it. “I will check it myself.”

He got off the bed, covering his mouth as he tried to speak with difficulty.

At that moment, my head started spinning, and I went out, struggling to support my staggering body, ignoring his attempts to stop me.

Murmur.

Why didn’t I feel it?

As soon as I left the room, the smell of blood hit my nose.

“Uh, there…”

“It came out…”

“Hmm…”

People’s eyes looking at me were never good.

Eyes that convey some fear.

I felt sick in those eyes.

Feeling their gaze reminds me of the people I met in Dalian.

Even when I heard that the sparring was over, I attacked those who were sparring with me and even those who were watching.

“Raymond… has he come out…”

I saw Count Warrug running out in a huff as if he had heard that I had woken up.

He looked at me here and there as if he was checking my physical condition.

“How…did it happen? No, I…”

It’s hard to understand why I did that or why I was crazy.

This is my first time like this.

No, it’s not the first time. When I played Ahar, I almost killed Beatrice.

But after that day, I stopped playing Ahar.

It’s not just Ahar. I rarely act, and haven’t done much lately.

Just realizing one’s talent for swordsmanship and using it was enough.

But why did the incident repeat itself and get worse?

“It is enlightenment.”

“yes?”

Count Warrug spoke softly to me who was confused.

Enlightenment?

Something like this?

Even in the original work, there was no character who had this kind of realization.

Even talented people did not swing their swords like I did.

If you really need to look for it.

‘Ahar and Mahol…’

When Ahar became a master, there was nothing left in the surrounding area.

No living thing was alive.

When Mahol awakened his abilities, not only the people in the academy but also the people in the vicinity died.

‘You’re saying this because I played them?’

That was the only thing I could point out.

Otherwise, there would be no reason for me to go this crazy.

No, I couldn’t believe that I had achieved enlightenment after everyone left.

Is enlightenment this easy to obtain?

I heard that enlightenment is a good thing, but the enlightenment I gained didn’t seem good at all.

Instead, it only looked bad.

What kind of enlightenment does it mean to attack allies without being able to identify enemies?

“I know what you’re thinking, but don’t blame yourself too much. “Because there is no one to blame.”

These were words of comfort, but strangely they did not provide comfort.

Rather, my heart sank at those words.

It sounded as if there was a dead person.

Since it was a couplet where misfortune could happen at any time, it seemed like they were saying that although there were people who died, they were not to blame for that.

“I want to see it in person… in person.”

“…i get it.”

He looked at my face and nodded with a slightly stiff face.

So I followed him.

The place where the injured are located is in a place made of three tents woven across the training ground where I sparred.

“Uuuuuu…”

Their moans could be heard from outside the tent.

There were quite a few people.

The entrance to the tent was wide open. The cloth used as the entrance is rolled up and tied on top.

The moaning pained me.

To think that the people I made like that are lying there groaning.

‘Was I this weak-hearted?’

As I entered the tent, that thought occurred to me.

It was strange that I, who had said that I would do anything to protect myself from Ahar and had no problem dealing with academy students, suddenly felt these thoughts and emotions.

I can only guess that this is also an aftereffect of the smoke.

I shook my head to shake off any distracting thoughts and looked inside the tent.

As expected, the inside was miserable.

It was full of patients with amputated arms and wounds the size of a hand.

Just looking at it, it was clear that it was a miserable environment.

But for some reason, when I look at them, why do I feel like their wounds are no big deal?

“Tie him up gently!”

“It hurts! And if I fall behind, will you take responsibility?”

“hey! You should have seen it! “How fantastic the swordsmanship was back then!”

“I kind of fell in love with it. That smile. Ah… we’re in big trouble. “They say there is no love more dangerous than loving the same sex.”

Maybe the reason lies in their conversation.

It wasn’t the patient’s tone at all.

Their endlessly playful tone made me wonder if this was an infirmary where wounded soldiers were gathered.

A knight with a severed arm was attaching his severed arm to the section where he had been cut and spraying potions on it, and a ranger, whose skin was cracked and his bones were exposed, was showing his bones to others and making strange noises, asking if his bones were really beautiful. .

Is that a patient or a comedian?

“What… is that?”

“That’s what I said. There is no need to blame. “They don’t care about that at all.”

“Ah…”

Count Warrug shakes his head.

Even for him who often came down to the south, that was a sight he found difficult to accept.

“uh? “You’re Sir Raymond, right?”

“what? really!”

“Oooh! Sir Raymond! “How did you get here?”

The sight of him waking up with a lot of blood was quite bizarre.

I wondered if it was because I couldn’t even feel pain, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

“Aaaah! Phi pippi!”

“I’m dying! “I’m dying!”

After they woke him up, he rolled around, saying he was in pain.

As I was just looking at them wondering what kind of situation they were doing, they scratched the back of their heads in embarrassment.

“Oh, by the way, yesterday was really great!”

“I’ve never seen such fantastic swordsmanship! “Can I ask you again next time?”

“Wow… I’m so jealous that you realized it right after sparring!”

Even though they were hurt because of me, they didn’t care at all, just like Count Warrug said.

On the contrary, he was determined to win, saying he would not lose next time.

“First of all, let’s get better, right?”

As I was staring at them blankly, Count Warrug shouted at them and took me outside.

Then he shrugged his shoulders and asked if I was the right person.

And he said why they don’t take what happened in Dalian seriously.

“Do you know how many battles are taking place in the South?”

“no. “I don’t know exactly.”

“I don’t know either.”

what. Are you asking me a question without knowing?

I frowned and looked at him, and he said with a chuckle.

“It’s not that I don’t know at all. It’s just that it’s so jagged that I don’t know. “Well, on average, there are more than ten battles a day in the South.”

“Ten times…”

That’s not that many, is it?

If you add up all the little details, the center is more…

“Looking at your expression, I think I know what you’re thinking. “You don’t think it’s that much now, do you?”

I nodded.

“What I am talking about is a battle that takes place on a large scale. “Whether it is a fight between monsters and barbarians, a fight between barbarians and barbarians, or a fight against us, it is a battle that takes place with at least a hundred people participating.”

“Uh…”

“If you include all the little things, there are countless numbers. Kairos guys alone fight for life and death hundreds of times a day. There are so many tribesmen to begin with. Even taking that into account, it’s an awful lot.”

“okay.”

“The South is that kind of place. What would it be like for the knights and rangers who have to block and protect the southern part of the country in a place like this? These guys here are skilled in combat. Having your arm cut off and your bones broken? These guys don’t really care as long as they don’t die. “As long as you are alive, you can recover by calling the archmage or the high priest.”

“Ah…”

“On the contrary, they are probably grateful to you. I’ve been a little let down due to the recent decrease in battles. I became lazy. “At that moment, thanks to this incident, awareness was raised.”

“But your arm wasn’t cut off.”

“What did you hear what I said? They don’t care about that. You saw it earlier. Rather, I’m telling you that you’re cool. In any case, losing an arm is a common occurrence when fighting barbarians. As this incident raised awareness, the survival rate also increased. “I am grateful to you because it may have saved my life.”

“It’s difficult.”

“Just think simple. They don’t care what you do here. “As long as you don’t betray me.”

He said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t betray you.”

I could barely smile at his words.

When I heard that it was okay, my agitated stomach calmed down.

My dizzy head felt a little refreshed.

“Sir Raymond!”

At that time, I saw Lanos running towards me from afar.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Are you okay? “Where does it hurt?”

He examines me thoroughly.

A face that doesn’t seem to care about yesterday.

“What’s going on?”

I asked him as he looked at me with concern.

What brought you here?

Then he scratched his head as if embarrassed and said.

“Oh, let’s go hunting.”