I Became an Immoral Child in the Game

12 – 4-The Waterwalker and the Stable Keeper

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Ragnar looked at the back of Bjorn de Yeevitz as he returned to the lighthouse village from the platform.

“You’re truly amazing at such a young age. You’re already a sword expert, and that’s an intermediate level.”

“Didn’t I tell you many times? I’ve seen countless youngjae, geniuses, and installation guys holding a sword, but I’ve never seen someone like Bjorn.”

Helga helped Ragnar’s feelings.

His impression was right.

Even that Kaniel de Yeevitz seemed to fade in front of his son.

However, Ragnar was cold.

It was an impression that had nothing to do with Bjorn’s talent.

“……But, it will end without being able to develop its talent. It’s a pity. It could have become a huge shield for mankind in the future.”

In his hand was a letter from Kaniel de Yewitz, Commander of the Lighthouse of Humanity, which he had accidentally torn up yesterday.

If it was the lighthouse of humanity, the order was absolute, and it was heavier than the order of the Emperor of the Oxburg Empire.

Even if it was absurd, I had to protect it.

Helga pursed her brows as if she had chewed on a bitter leaf.

“We can only hope that there is no blood in the north.”

“It’s so good that it gives a lot of people a headache.”

The letter Ragnar was holding was dented.

He gazed at the distant sea.

It was a turbulent time.

Ashes covered even the lighthouse, and the continent’s temperature plummeted every year.

The reports from the patrol boats were getting more and more unusual.

‘What does the lighthouse commander do? Dissemination, Administration,…… What? Devil? Don’t mind that Do you think devils who haven’t budged for hundreds of years will come down when you’re the lighthouse leader?’

When he became the head of the lighthouse, the words of an old man who was his senior lighthouse leader came to mind.

Recently, Ragnar has been delusional that it must be the lighthouse commander who got caught in that unfortunate situation.

He had to prepare for the demonic invasion.

But mankind was too steeped in peace.

Even after hearing the news that the devil was descending, the influential men of the Oxburg Empire were wasting precious manpower by engaging in territorial wars.

Even the commander of the Lighthouse of Humankind, Kaniel De Yewitz, was only cautious about the demonic invasion.

Chaotic times.

Like a human helpless in the face of an approaching huge wave.

Ragnar was at a loss for what to do with the flow of the times.

In that moment, Bjorn de Yewitz appeared in front of him.

Rumors abounded.

I have been holding a sword since I was 6 years old.

At the age of 8, he mastered both the sword and psychic techniques of the De Yewitz family and the lighthouse.

He said that at the age of 9, he was short of the feat of being a sword user, and two years later he reached the beginning of the sword expert level.

It’s so common for nobles to lift your sons up, so I didn’t believe it, even if it was the eldest son of the de Yewitz family, whom I’ve been serving all my life.

No, to be honest, I wanted to swear at least that I should exaggerate moderately.

Ragnar’s prejudice was shattered by Bjorn de Yewitz.

Is it just smashed?

Ragnar had no choice but to kneel in front of his overwhelming talent and air pressure.

The rumors were all true.

No, on the contrary, those overgrown rumors were putting him down.

Has it been said that turbulent times call for heroes?

Bjorn de Jejeitz.

Ragnar himself, who was still talking about being a hero when he was a 14-year-old kid, was also funny.

But if he is that, then which side should he be on?

Should I stay by his side?

Or should I keep my mouth shut and face the coming death for the peace of the North?

Rag Nar’s head got complicated.

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“Whoop! Whoopoo! Kuweweng!”

“Did you spit out the water? Then go back down!”

The knight grabbed the boat and kicked the candidate who was vomiting water and pushed him back into the sea.

It was a sight I had seen so many times over the past month, so I raised my feet above the calm sea with a sad face.

Of course, the sea sucked my feet.

Very slowly, from my calves to the soles of my feet, I pushed the surface of the sea with magical power.

Then I was able to stand on the sea.

Unlike the first test, the 2nd test of Humanity Lighthouse was a thorough competition of skills.

There are a total of 3 tasks for the 2nd exam.

Use magic to stand on the sea.

Reach the level of a sword user.

Mastering the Swordsmanship of the Lighthouse.

If at least one of the three tasks above was accomplished within five weeks, it was passed.

Since it was near impossible to become a sword user or master the lighthouse swordsmanship within a period of about two months, most of the candidates were taking on the challenge of walking on water.

“Cough! Cough! Help me! Help me…”

“What are you doing! You don’t want to join the team?! You’re not going to come to your senses?!”

“Turn it off…”

“Look at this bastard? Let’s see how long he pretends to faint and rests.”

The candidate went up and down on the boat repeatedly.

Having been soaked in sea water for weeks, it was not strange that their bodies could have hypothermia and their hearts stop at any time.

At first glance, number 1 seemed the simplest.

I was able to stand on the sea like a ninja in a certain cartoon by using magic.

But there was a huge pitfall here.

Standing on the sea eats up a lot of mana.

To a knight, magical power is the source of power, and he dies the moment he exhausts it on the battlefield.

In a way, this is the height of inefficiency.

Learning these job skills was to prepare for future naval battles with demons.

If a knight can walk on water, its tactical value in naval battles is beyond imagination.

In other words, water walking, which consumes a lot of mana, was not something that a cadet who was not even a sword user could challenge.

If it wasn’t a tolerable level, it would have been better to try something else.

All the people who realized this early were eager to train their minds to become sword users, but most of them couldn’t because of the investment of time and regret.

Of course I wasn’t.

[Aren’t you all used to it now? Why are you wasting time unnecessarily?]

‘No. Still, it takes time to get used to the maritime steps.’

Actually, it’s the passing standard. All three events were already passed a long time ago.

It was a level of difficulty enough to pass at the level of a sword user, so to me, a sword expert, it was child’s play.

However, there is romance in the maritime law.

The majestic beauty of purple and yellow lies dormant in this technique.

[No matter how you look at it, it seems useless. I don’t know how useful it will be tactically to flow mana as if there’s a hole in the danteon.]

“……Tsk.”

Even though he is a god, in the end, he cannot go against the limits of the times.

How can such a barbaric and uncivilized way of thinking be?

You are so ignorant of the majestic art contained within.

Let’s explain it so that even this stupid medieval god can understand.

‘It’s a must-have skill to stop the devil from crossing the frozen sea. Because if the demons break the glacier, drop the knight, and then freeze it again, everyone will die. There’s nothing wrong with preparing at least one of these trump cards.’

[Yes, as long as you don’t become a drowned person due to exhaustion of mana before reaching the enemy.]

‘Thank you for your sharp point.’

[More than that, that woman doesn’t seem to get tired of it.]

Above the sea, there was a woman fiercely pursuing me.

Amber Cutter.

Her persistence, stubbornness, and stubbornness made her tongue stick out.

“One, two, three…”

[Am I right? 30 Seconds this time.]

“I thought I’d last 50 seconds this time.”

Now that there are few candidates who can stand on the water, just walking on the water itself was a great thing.

However, it was impossible to pursue me with the magic power of a sword user.

I had enough mana, but I still lacked experience and control.

At most, running on water for one minute is all.

After that, he threw his head into the sea like that and growled.

On top of her boat, her knights sighed knowingly and rowed her oars to rescue her.

[How long do I have to watch skits like this……. Time is precious. Don’t forget that the fate of Esteria continent hangs on your shoulders.]

“Yes? Why is that on my shoulder?”

[It is wrong to take such talent and rot it.]

“No, I have no intention of fighting the devil? It ends with finding your body after a grace period of four years. Wasn’t that a contract?”

[This means that regardless of the contract, the fate of the world will not leave you alone.]

Look at this? Are you casually saying something stupid?

No matter how much I say that, all I can think of is a vineyard and a nursery?

I turned around with a puzzled face.

“Destiny aside, I’m pretty serious when I’m training. The results are pretty good.”

[It means don’t lose your strength in this useless test. You just need to hit the cutoff line. Is it necessary to waste the time I barely earned when immersing myself in training won’t be enough?]

‘But you saw it too. ‘That.’

[Ugh, just looking at it, he’s completely greedy.]

When the first entrance exam was all over, Rag Lar gathered his candidates in his corridor and said.

‘Gentlemen who passed through the first gate, I am Helga Sentle, Senior Knight of the Humanity Lighthouse. I’m here because I have something to tell you guys. Thanks to the grace of Commander Kaniel De Yewitz, Commander of the Lighthouse of Humanity, there will be a special gift for this rider chief.’

Rag Larre removed the cloth from over his bounty.

Then, a bright red jewel appeared, exuding its magic power.

‘Even a country boy has heard of it, right? It is the heart of a basilisk.’

The moment I heard that, my eyes went wide.