Chapter 77 – Nightmare

Only gray was visible. Even if it was a little dark or a little light, there was always a gray cloth around me, even if there was a difference in saturation. In the middle of that gray, the only color spoke.

“Hey number 204.”

“Why bother calling again?”

“No, why are you expressionless again? What kind of a ninja are you? Teach me how to cut lightning?”

“What is that again, you crazy bitch?

At the time, I hated that child very much. Unlike me, I grew up in a happy family, so I made jokes from anime, movies, and books. I, who did not know such things, found such jokes offensive and irritating.

“Don’t call a woman crazy. An English gentleman never swears at a lady.”

“What else is an English gentleman, you crazy bitch?”

“A person who values lady first and always values manners and loyalty.”

“Manners and trust are damn good while being trained to kill people.”

At the time, I thought he was just a crazy kid. Of course, I hated that kid so much, but I didn’t refuse to talk. During my very short free time, there was nothing to do but talk, and at least he was the only means to replenish the knowledge I didn’t know.

“By the way, what’s that fist you used during your taijutsu training session? It’s a technique I’ve never seen before.”

“Oh this?”

She put her hand on my stomach just like she did during training session.

“It’s a skill called village gyeonggi.”

“A villager?”

“Eh villager, it’s also called a one-inch punch.”

“Who taught you? I don’t think the instructors ever taught me.”

Basically, during the training time, it was all about training one’s hands by repeatedly hitting straw ropes wrapped around an iron plate, stabbing an opponent’s vitals with bare hands, or basic boxing-like punching training. However, the technology that No. 200 showed was very different from the technology I knew.

“Oh, this is a skill my ancestors taught me through books when I lived with my parents.”

“Who are your ancestors?”

“God of War, Bruce Lee, the world’s strongest man.”

“You really are a crazy bitch.”

And that village view was stuck in my stomach. In an instant, I felt my gut twist.

“Today, I’ll let you know that you shouldn’t use such words with a woman. This is a Confucian teaching.”

“No, this crazy bitch…”

That day, I was beaten to dust by him.

—–

My head is heavy. Fuck, is that a dream again? Ha, women say that day comes every month, but for me, the day I dreamed of comes. The day I saw this, I don’t have any jokes or idle thoughts. It’s just unpleasant all day. Every time I think I’ve gotten a little better, I come and catch people’s mood.

Should I say it’s like a cold? You can call it my own cold in that it comes unexpectedly and hurts people.

I haven’t finished tidying up my house yet, and I’m looking for servants to manage the mansion, so I’m going to stay at Ricardo’s house for a while… The air here is pretty good too. It would be pretty nice if my new mansion was near here, too.

Looking at the time, it was still early in the morning, so I put on light clothes and went outside. Because there is nothing but a walk or medicine to relieve this unpleasant feeling. Unfortunately, however, he had no choice but to walk in the chilly morning air as he had no psychiatric medication.

It would be better if I could drink alcohol, but in the morning, I was investigating another kidnapping case, so it was forbidden to drink during the day. It’s easier to kidnap a child. Catch the kidnappers and kill them, is there anything else that doesn’t suit your temper?

After walking around the backyard, the knights’ training ground came out. Everyone was training from the chilly puppet dawn, throwing off their clothes and sweating. I didn’t like people who lived hard. Rather, he was different from people like me, so I even had a little bit of admiration for him.

And among the knights who were training there, there was a knight named Thomas whom he had seen before. He suddenly saw me during training and waved at me.

“Isn’t this Sir Werner, what are you doing here?”

Then all eyes were on me. I don’t like being in the spotlight like that.

“I went out for a short walk and watched them train. I apologize if I disturbed you.”

“hahahahaha, no. It’s rather an honor that the famous archmage is watching our training.”

To say something out of your heart, how can you not be uncomfortable with an outsider observing your training?

“Looks like you’re training for bare-handed fighting, but I’m weak, but I have some martial arts knowledge… Would it be okay if I joined in training?”

“hahahahaha, there’s no problem… but are you okay? Maybe it’s just training between knights, so it’s a bit extreme.”

Oh that’s it. Those are the eyes that look down on people. A look at a weak wizard who asked if he would participate in training with his bare hands among knights, a look at him asking if he would know how to clench a fist when he grew up precious, and an awareness that completely looked down on people. It is not a very good perception to look down on people only by looking at their left-handed eyes, but among the great seniors in the industry where I lived, there was an old woman with a curvy back who went to a senior citizen center.

I took off the shirt I was wearing and threw it away. And walked into the training ground. Because I was in a good mood, I needed someone to relieve me.

“I have a question… It’s forbidden to kill people during sparring, right?”

“Yes, it is forbidden to seriously injure or kill an opponent.

“Then it will be a little difficult.”

Fucking bastards, if you train like that every day, you will surely improve your bare-handed fighting skills. The minimum damage I can inflict is to break a bone, but I think it will be a little difficult because there are many skills I can’t use.

—–

The one who was pinned to the floor, the one who fell down after getting hit in the jaw, the one who punched me and then hit my elbow and injured my right hand, the one who passed out from choke, the one who passed out after being punched in the cervical vertebrae. I don’t know if it’s a field that uses spears or long swords, but it seems that these guys are just training with their bare hands.

He didn’t know basic footwork, and he was clumsy as if he hadn’t trained properly in his falling technique. The scarred hand was all about holding a sword, and there was no sign that he had trained hard with his bare hand.

“If you’re going to do this, next time just give up training with your bare hands and train with weapons. Spending time on a field you wouldn’t do well, that’s insulting to those who train hard in that field.”

Well, I don’t think those guys who are so lame about training with their bare hands would properly call it weapon training.

But still, the uneasy feeling didn’t go away. I thought I would feel better after sweating a little, but I felt uncomfortable and annoyed. But there was applause from behind.

“It’s great, I never thought my bare-handed fighting skills would have improved like this.”

It was Ricardo who clapped. And next to him, Airi was waving her hand.

“In the old days, people hated fighting with their bare hands like this, but now their skills in beating people are excellent.”

“It’s because I need at least one more means to fight.”

“Ah… that’s the story.”

Looking at Ricarto, who smiled bitterly, I said bluntly.

“Are you mad at me because I hurt my subordinates a little, brother?”

“It was an agreed upon training, and it is also true that their bare-handed fighting skills were poor.

“If there is no problem, that’s fine.”

Airi handed me a dry towel.

“I’ve been watching you for a while, but Master was really cool! The way he shook with his fists was really cool.”

Airi clumsily got into a boxing stance and copied my jab. Come to think of it, I only taught kicking, not boxing. Actually, in boxing training, if I held that position, I would have hit him once.

I wiped the sweat with a dry towel. It would have been nice if it was a slightly damp towel, but Airi was a little unaware of this. No, I should just be grateful for taking care of it. I felt like even my personality was getting weird because of that fucking dream.

“Iri.”

“Your master?”

Airi was smiling brightly. And that figure… It looked a lot like the guy who came out of my dreams and caught my mood.

“Is your schedule free today?”

“You’re thinking of training again! I’m going to read a book with Glaceon today…”

Is it that lewd novel again?

“That’s it. It was a date request…”

“Yes, I’m busy, so… Yes?”

His face resembled that guy, so I was thinking of patrolling together to relieve my mood.

“I can’t help it because I don’t like it, I have to invite Sister Camellia…”

“No! No! I’m completely free today!”