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I can see emperor stats-Chapter 38

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Chae Chaeng!

On the floor of the gymnasium, where broad daylight shines through the wide open windows, small and large shadows sway.

Hey hey profit!

The sword that stretches out from the shadow of the small body is literally a flash! I aimed at the whole body of the large shadow with unbelievable speed.

But the results are too futile.

Ting!

Duke Dios, a shadow of a large body, lightly blocked all attacks and even blew away the opponent's sword.

I tried my best to repent, but to no avail.

“Heh heh, but you’ve improved a lot!”

Duke Dios generously praised her. It's not because it's his blood. Considering her age, she was a miraculous achievement.

But she, Beatrice, seems to be very dissatisfied.

The duke stared at his sword, which had bounced off as if he didn't like it, with a pouting expression that only the duke would show, and the duke looked at it with eyes full of affection.

'I guess the visit of the first prince was a big stimulus.'

Originally, wouldn't her daughter's talent be worthy of aiming for the best in the continent despite her selfishness? It was to the point where I wanted to, but after Julius went there, I must have been even more stimulated, so the speed at which my skills improved was dazzling.

'At this rate, I could really see a daughter who becomes a superhuman before turning 20 like that prince.'

“Father taught me that training too… … .”

“Absolutely not.”

The duke nailed it firmly.

In fact, it was because Beatrice had reached the superhuman wall that Julius had bumped into not too long ago.

“Apart from the difficulty of the training, it is very rare to reach it as fast as the prince! Aren’t your brothers like that too!”

The reason for the duke's refusal is simple. First of all, that threshing is just one of the proven methods, not a training method that makes you 100 percent break down the wall.

'And I absolutely have no intention of threshing Rize!'

Of course, the eight-legged duke never intended to have Beatrice undergo the same training as Julius.

“You are still younger than that prince. And walls are not broken by hasty attempts.”

To be honest, the duke believed that when he saw his daughter's talent, he could break the superhuman barrier within a few years with just the training he had been through.

'And if I break the wall, I'll have to send a marriage proposal to the empire right away.'

The plan for the conversion of the duke's daughter in marriage is as follows.

'Even the emperor of the empire could refuse to send a superhuman to a wedding!'

After he left Julius, he became interested in the succession of the empire. So, as a result of personal investigation, what Julius absolutely lacked was force.

Currently, Beatrice's position was nothing more or less than the daughter of a slightly talented duke, no matter how much she was one of the three greatest martial artists on the continent.

However, if she becomes a superhuman, her status will change dramatically.

'Above all, no matter how much I think about it, there is no better marriage partner than that prince.'

The duke didn't say anything, but it was almost as if he had already decided on Julius as his son-in-law.

After researching, if there was another affair, the words would have changed, but at least as far as he knew, the only woman who had any relationship with the prince was his own daughter.

Meanwhile, Beatrice was also immersed in other thoughts.

'What does the prince have that I lack?'

The feelings she had for Julius were, first of all, envy and longing.

Skill enough to hurt his father, one of the pinnacles of all warriors on the continent, at an age no different from his current self!

'And uncharacteristic of a prince, he's easy-going, pleasant, and um... … Another thing… … .'

Unknowingly, she was enumerating the good things about Julius, but she still didn't know exactly what those feelings were.

She finally made up her mind.

'If you don't know, you can find out.'

“I seem to have caught on to something. Please don't look for me for a few days."

Having said that, Beatrice, who had locked herself in her room, really did not come out of her room for a week.

However, when there was no response from his daughter even after ten days, the duke had no choice but to worry.

'I think it's still too early, but did I really get the hang of it?'

In the end, the Duke was so worried that he opened the daughter's door and went in.

“… … !?”

However, the room is empty and empty, and there is only one letter on the desk.

"no way!?"

The duke hurriedly opens the letter.

[Dear Father

I seriously thought about how to get over the wall, but in the end, one conclusion came out. I thought I had no choice but to ask. (Omitted) Please forgive the ugly woman.]

-Beatrice-

And in the duke's mind, the story he had recently heard while investigating the news of Julius also came to mind.

“Recently, the development of the north seems to be going through difficulties, so the empire is recruiting troops on a large scale.”

“It looks like they’re also recruiting high-level personnel like knights and commanders.”

“… … .”

The duke puts his hand on his forehead and corrects the equanimity he has cultivated for over 50 years that is about to break at once.

'Then, where is Rize headed?'

The Triforce Holy Kingdom and the Empire are only three days away if you use the wagon properly. But what if ten days have already passed!?

"ruined!"

That was the feeling of the duke, who was over sixty and experienced his child running away for the first time.

“E-chu!”

Julius suddenly gets chills for no reason and coughs.

“Your Highness, are you feeling unwell?”

One of the knights next to me asked anxiously.

“No, not at all.”

'But I'm not in a good mood.'

Recently, Julius had been a bit impatient.

'It's nice that the northern immigrants come often, but it's too suspicious.'

Even when Nuada first unified the north and collided with the empire, it was not uncommon for Nuada to collide with this frequency.

'Did this happen because I accelerated the construction of the northern road?'

Since the empire is building an advance base in its front yard, the aliens will feel a sense of crisis.

'More important than that is that I still haven't met Nuada.'

Julius recalled the recent dispatch.

"If you're a known warrior, wouldn't it be nice to get to know your tribe and name?"

“Ha ha ha! You're quite a warrior with a sense of duty. I'm a member of the Red Anvil Tribe... … .”

squeak.

"hmm… … I'm from the blue moon tribe... … .”

squeak.

“I am of the Thundermaul Clan!”

squeak.

'Ah, other than you guys, I mean come!'

Julius really wanted to express his resentment to the sky.

He knew well that there were many tribes in the north, but he did not know that it would be this difficult to find Nuada.

'I wish the stats showed a little more detailed information.'

Unfortunately, the stats he sees only show the opponent's name and characteristics at a fairly close distance.

The people he has met so far are all tribes he had never even heard of in his previous life.

'And it's too suspicious that I haven't even heard Nuada's name.'

Nuada is a superman.

Nuada was the only superhuman that appeared in the north for nearly two hundred years, and it makes no sense that such a strong person could not stand out in his prime.

'Something has definitely changed.'

This must be related to one of his changes since his return.

"majesty! I can see the village.”

'Oops, I'll have to come to my senses.'

Julius, who had been immersed in reminiscence on the horse for a while, came to his senses.

'Meeting Nuada is a big deal, but saving the people is the first priority.'

“Lord Haines, take the second squad. We will dig in with a pincer attack from both sides and strike the enemy as usual.”

'This time, I hope you can hear information about Nuada... … .'

Eagerly hoping, Julius entered into battle with the foreign army again.

As if that wish had worked, Julius, who was running while cutting down the cumbersome enemies, heard a strange sound.

“Do you think the likes of you can stop me, a warrior personally selected by the warchief?”

The identity of that voice was that of a warrior who looked like a leader at first glance. He was fighting against the knights' siege, freely wielding a long spear more than two meters in length.

'Stat window!'

[Dallos]

Occupation: Senior Warrior

Muscular strength A Agility B Intellect C+ Mental strength B+ Force aptitude B- Force A

Alignment: Warlike, Loyal

'Are you quite strong?'

It was an honest assessment from Julius. At that level, he is a warrior equivalent to the master class on the continent.

In fact, even though the warrior was surrounded by three or four knights, he made good use of the long range of his long spear and was able to block it.

'Since the sacrifice will be great, Lord Haynes or I will have to deal with it myself.'

Julius feels the energy of the battlefield on the other side of the pincer attack with the sense of being unmanned.

'The breakthrough over there is getting delayed. Lord Haynes still needs time to come running.'

This meant that the other side also had a considerable level of warriors.

'Then I'll have to take it.'

If you are at the level of Master, you will have to show your strength somewhat, but that would be a category that knights can understand.

Julius shouted as he jumped straight into the enemy general.

“I’ll take care of it, so get out of here.”

“Prince! This guy is formidable. Be careful.”

The knights unexpectedly backed off quietly.

This wasn't the first time or two that Julius had faced the enemy commander alone, and the knights gradually came to realize that Julius' strength was much stronger than they had known.

'If it's the prince, there will be no problem.'

The scattered knights jump into the surrounding savages and make space so that Julius is not disturbed.

“You look like a kid, but are you the leader of the strangers?”

Calling out vigorously, the warrior Dalos picks up a spear and stabs him in a straight line.

bang!

However, instead of stabbing Julius with the spear, he feels a tingling shock in his hands and loses his balance.

With the explosive power of the Force Blast, Julius pushed the opponent away with force.

'this!'

Dalos intuited a crisis at the moment, but surprisingly, the opponent did not attack again even after seeing himself completely open.

“I have something to ask you.”

“… … !?”

He could have attacked again, but the opponent overlooked himself for exposing a perfect gap. This should just be seen as a negotiation on the question.

“What are you curious about?”

Unlike before, the tone of disrespect for Julius disappeared.

The North is a land of excellent warriors. After seeing Julius' skills, even if he was an enemy, he should be treated appropriately.

“The word warchief you just mentioned.”

“If you ask me to tell you the location of the warchief, I will refuse!”

"It's not like that."

Julius shook his head and asked what he was curious about.

"Is the warchief's name Nuada?"

“Who are you?”

Dalos shakes his head. It sounds like you've heard that name lately, but at least it's not the name of your warchief.

"I don't know who it is, but it's definitely not that name!"

Julius couldn't help but wonder.

'The North is the land of warriors. But there can't be a warrior stronger than Nuada, right? Someone else is the Warchief?'

he asked again.

“Really?”

“With the honor of a warrior, this is the truth!”

Dalos thought that this had paid off a number of debts.

“Then let’s start over! I won’t belittle you this time.”

'hmm?'

The fight didn't take long. In less than a dozen shots of Julius' sword, it shatters Daloth's spear and pierces his chest.

“Keo-eo-eok.”

Julius silently expressed an example.

'Still, since you answered with sincerity, I showed my skills in my own way. Don't feel too unfair.'

It took a little while because he had to avoid using secret techniques, but he had already reached a level where he could easily deal with a master level level.