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Became the youngest disciple of God of War - Episode 2

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- What was the youngest name??

A question my master often asked me.

In fact, this applies not only to capital punishment but also to other capital punishments..

I think I asked because it was difficult to memorize at first, but even after I remembered it clearly, I repeated the same question as if I was joking..

At times like that, I said my name again with a smile that I couldn't help but say..

- It's Luan..

- Luan Badniker.

At first, I thought Badknicker was my name..

Or, I thought your last name was ‘Lu’ and your first name was ‘An’..

When I belatedly told him that Luan was his name, he nodded in understanding..

There was also a name format like that..

In this way, my origins seemed to be a bit unusual among the five disciples that Master had..

Badnicker family.

A family with fairy blood flowing through their ancestors, so they are born with great strength..

A family of monster scabs who display unrivaled talent in most fields..

The handsome appearance unique to the fairies is a bonus..

But I wasn't.

appearance? Objectively speaking, it is not an ugly face. To put it bluntly, he is rather handsome. It's because the family members are all so good-looking that it's unreasonable..

If I were to compare it, it could be like a glass artifact placed among the finest jewels..

There wasn't enough talent.

…hmm. Correct.

It wasn't that there was a shortage, there was nothing..

It is not that there is a lack of understanding of martial arts..

Although I can say it with my own mouth, I am not stupid. Rather, he had excellent memorization and was quick to turn his head..

I am certain that this was said directly by the teacher who is stingy with praise..

However, the problem was the constitution..

I had a unique constitution that prevented me from receiving blessings, and as a member of a [great family] descended from heroes, it was no different from a curse..

15I did not receive any protection during the 'protection ceremony' held in 2012..

Considering that on average, Badniker humans receive at least 3, and at most 5, blessings, this was unprecedented in history..

Of course, in a bad way.

Still, I don't think my guts were that rotten before the Guardian Ceremony..

Because my heart pounded and I even yearned for stories of heroism, continental strongmen, and adventures..

So the despair was greater.

Honestly, I wanted to die.

My brothers and sisters did not sympathize with me. Most of them looked down at me like I was raw filth..

The contempt was hard to bear. Not long ago, we played together swinging his wooden sword..

“Okay. If you are a Badniker, you can participate in the second protection ceremony, so until then, this mother will train you..”

My mother said so, but I was so despised that I had no confidence in holding on until then..

So I acted as I wanted without going to noble school..

In other words, I did something stupid..

He spent the family's money freely and was often verbally abusive to his employees. The highlight of all was selling the Badniker family's treasured sword..

‘I'm out of my mind. Unfortunately, I was crazy about gambling at that time..’

This was one of the craziest things I've done, so the rumor spread far and wide, not only in Korea but also abroad..

Naturally, the family's honor was tarnished, and the more radical among my brothers took out their swords to kill me..

To be honest, I couldn't understand the judgment of my father and matriarch who prevented it..

Of course, he didn't die, but he was sent to the outskirts as if he was kicked out.…….

In reality, it was no different from being completely kicked out of the Badniker family..

Even after it happened, I couldn't come to my senses..

Living like trash, I ended up cutting the tendons on my right arm.…….

Afterwards, he pretended to be a wanderer, a wandering knight, and a bard, and finally served as a mercenary..

Although he had no protection and the tendons in his arms were cut, his sword swing skills were not that bad, so he somehow managed to keep his name on..

Still, I have never felt peace in my life..

Of course, the cause was mine..

Still, because of his unidentified pride in being descended from a prestigious family, he was unable to easily blend in wherever he went..

Whenever I approached from the other side with an open heart, I always used my lineage and social status as an excuse to ignore it..

Then, after my mother passed away due to some kind of incident when I was 20, I completely lost my mind..

He wandered the continent as if looking for a place to die, and died at the age of 25..

Because we were caught up in a war started by the worshipers of evil gods..

‘My damn life ends here…….’

While I was clearly feeling the sensation of 'death' cooling my whole body, I suddenly felt as if my body was floating..

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a mountain basin surrounded by fog..

“ok?”

no wounds on body.

While I was in a daze, unable to grasp the situation, an old man suddenly appeared..

It was an old man, dressed in little better than a mop, with messy hair..

“Hello.”

“yes, yes?”

“You are my disciple from today.”

The old man grinned and said something like that..

Of course, my reaction was also perfectly reasonable..

“This old man is crazy-.”

Before I could finish cursing, my head turned. I got hit hard in the face..

My jaw almost fell off..

“What are you talking about to your teacher? I want to rummage?”

“Who are you? Do you even know who I am??”

“you? You're my student, you son of a bitch..”

The fist returned with a refreshing laugh, and the conversation did not continue until the sun set..

In other words, it means getting beaten up..

I can assure you, it was a day when I felt the most pain I could count on one finger in my miserable life..

I was amazed at the fact that I didn't faint, but it wasn't because I was stubborn..

It was just that this crazy old man was good at beating people up..

Anyway, when I came to my senses again, one very simple fact stuck in my head:.

You must not disobey this old man..

“hmm. Looks like you're ready now.”

The crazy old man smiled and nodded in satisfaction.,

-And hell began.

In other words, training had begun, but in reality, at that time, training was hell for me and hell was training, so there was no difference..

And the words teacher and devil were synonymous..

Baek No-kwang was a devil. He couldn't be so resentful at first.

Even if you combine all the people in the Badniker family who treated me like trash, I didn't hate them more than Baek No-kwang..

but.

“Straighten your back. If you look low at the world, your perspective also narrows. Didn't I tell you to narrow the gap between your legs? Wanna break some balls, you bastard?.”

“Save your breath and cool your head. The world is too large to become hot with just training. There are things in the world that will set you on fire like weeds in a meadow..”

“I told you to get rid of the servility in your eyes. Who are you looking at? You are a disciple of Baek No-gwang, the best in the world. There is no need to bow to anyone other than this teacher..”

“ha ha ha. I'm pretty confident now. Good job.”

“…….”

Good job.

I don't know how long it's been since I heard something like that..

At some point, there was no praise in my life. Even though she was the mother I followed the most, she never praised me even though she comforted me..

It has received unbearable contempt, disgust, and a reputation that is only slightly better than filth..

The devil, the person I thought was the devil, at some point became my benefactor..

I am still clearly aware of that fact..

I know how helpless I was. It would probably have been absolutely impossible to correct that tainted mentality other than Baek No-gwang's violence..

Anyway, the hellish training continued for about ten years..

It was satisfying and fun to feel that I was gradually getting stronger, but I was a little disappointed..

This is because the only people on Yeongsan Mountain were Master and I. My strength is increasing, but I can't help but feel frustrated because I have nowhere to properly test it..

Of course, there were several times when people called death masters came to visit..

In terms of order and ability, I was the youngest, and all of the people in the death penalty group were monsters..

Can we really say that the teacher is a talented person who traveled all over the world and selected him?.

Since the brothers rarely visited Yeongsan, my opponents were mainly the monsters that inhabit Yeongsan, but these guys also reached a certain level and were no longer worthy of being my opponents..

In the end, the only opponent left to spar with is Master..

But I have never grabbed Master's collar..

For 10 years, competing more than 20 times a day, not even once.

As the days continued like that, the same incident as yesterday happened..

“Master, you have risen.!”

“Oh oh. oh my god! Baal!!”

“Are you okay??”

“…….”

I woke up as 15-year-old Luan Badniker..

‘…pestilence.’

* * *

If someone asks me when I least want to go back, I can give a straight answer..

fifteen years old.

What was life like for fifteen-year-old Luan Badnicker??

I'm definitely going through that right now..

As soon as I woke up, I felt pain all over my body..

Still, this is enough to endure..

“…Umm.”

It's hard to open my eyes because of the swelling..

“Are you okay, master??”

“I'm so glad you came to your senses..”

“I wonder if the deacon has crossed the line this time.…….”

“…….”

I have a hard time understanding the situation.

I looked down at my arm with hard-to-open eyes..

… Certainly, looking at the bony arms that look like they were just made of skin over the skull, it seems true that they have returned to the past..

“Is this Mson?.”

For your information, I said, ‘What is going on here?’ shit. Even the inside of your mouth was completely torn..

One of the servants, who managed to understand that toothless pronunciation, answered,.

“Don't you remember? Didn't you have a mock battle with Deacon Arjan?.”

Arjan?

“Then, as the conversation went on, the deacon's hands became very stressed..”

“…….”

Arjan. I remember who it is.

He is the young butler of the Badniker family..

She wears a black suit, tie, gloves, and a monocle, and has a truly exemplary appearance as a butler.…….

10I heard that he owed his life to his father, the head of the family, in the territorial war that took place a year ago, and became loyal to the Badnicker family..

“When did that happen??”

After talking a little bit, I think I learned how to speak without muttering my pronunciation..

“It was three days ago.”

So I was passed out for three full days??

“Arjan is.”

“I am reflecting in the annex. I haven't eaten anything except water for three days now..”

“I ordered it?”

“no. Butler voluntarily…….”

…this incident.

I don't remember much.

What did I do that ended up like this?.

I frowned and suddenly remembered.

‘ah.’

okay.

15today of life,

I really touched the anger of Arjan, who was watching the training..

- Then a war could break out! If a war breaks out now, I could become much stronger than the butler or the head of the house.!

- …….

- Am I wrong, Butler! I heard that heroes are born in difficult times and in war.!

‘and.’

It occurred to me once again that 15-year-old Luan Badnicker was truly a great kid..

Arjan is a war orphan.

She lost her entire family in a war that swept the kingdom, and this happened when she was only five years old..

In a way, it was natural for it to break down like this, as it was threatened with war in front of such a person..

Of course, you could question how dare a servant beat up a master, but sadly, Arjan's rank in the family is higher than mine..

At fifteen, it was right after I sold the treasured sword.…….

When Arjan worked at the main house, he was so well-known that he was highly trusted by my father, the head of the family..

Perhaps my current treatment is similar to that of the lowest level employee of the family, or perhaps a little better than that.?

‘In addition, my father must have given all of my education to Arjan..’

Although the severity was severe, this means that there is a justification for education in this violence..

Nevertheless, Arjan put me in this situation and put me in solitary confinement, where I was being punished on my own..

It was a passage that showed how stubborn a person Arjan was..

“a mirror.”

I spoke briefly and one of the servants brought me a mirror. I looked at his face and nodded..

It was swollen and bursting here and there. It's a face that reminds me of the dumpling dish that my teacher made several times..

Although it still looks rough on the outside, it is the point where the wound is slowly healing and the swelling is starting to go down..

If you operate Gogeumjeilgong,…….

Wouldn't you be able to move around as early as tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest??

‘I think I need to rest more first..’

It wasn't that I was in terrible shape, I really had no strength in my body..

My eyelids felt heavy, as if something had been placed on them, but I forced myself to ask..

“But what time is it now??”

“It's now past 11pm.”

There was a reason I was sleepy.

“okay. Just leave now.”

“yes?”

“I'll call you again if I need anything.”

“Oh, I understand.-.”

At this time, I felt some commotion outside the door..

“You can't do this. This is the master’s room.…….”

“Then I guess I've come to the right place..”

“Master has just woken up.!”

“Isn’t that fortunate? I also find it a bit uncomfortable to collect money from an unconscious person..”

It seemed like there was some sort of altercation going on with someone.…….

[The moment I heard the word ‘collection’, I came to my senses as if I had been doused with cold water..

Suddenly!

Immediately after, the door opened and an old man with a dandy appearance appeared..

The graying hair and wrinkles on his face showed that the old man's life had reached its twilight..

Aside from that, the straight waist and attractively wide shoulders could not be covered even by a suit..

“…….”

The old man glanced around the room with an indifferent expression, and the servants who made eye contact quickly lowered their heads..

Lastly, of course, those eyes were directed at me..

The old man bowed his head modestly..

“Excuse me, Master Luan. My name is Collector Keian..”

“…….”

-fifteen.

The worst time of my life that I never wanted to return to..

At this time, I participated in the protection ceremony..

He was judged incompetent..

I was practically disowned by my family..

He was beaten to a pulp by his butler..

In the end, even the tendons in my arm were cut..

“I have come to collect the money by order of the head of the family..”

And now, the person who had cut off my tendon in the past was standing before my eyes again..

With the same purpose as then.

‘…pestilence.’