The Birth of the 9th Circle Wizard

Parseo was going through a very interesting situation. There are several ways to get to the capital, but the easiest way is to teleport over long distances.

There are two reasons why I didn't do it. One is that if I use that much high circle magic, my mother Arcea will notice, and the other is that there is no meaning in playing.

‘Being a human, he must act like a human.’

So he thought about how to get to the capital. He was debating whether he should pay to buy a horse and move it, or whether he should buy a carriage and hire a coach, but neither is to his liking.

So he decided to go to the mercenary guild and take on the task of protecting the merchants going to the capital.

“Khom!”

Parseo, who was engulfed in thought, was next to him.

I woke up to the cough of the mercenary who was there.

Two wagons and five mercenaries.

One of them was Parseo.

“Seo.”

“What’s going on?”

“I heard from the guild that he had just started working as a mercenary this time after working as a wandering knight.”

“Um, yes.”

It was only natural that the mercenary Gaderic was paying attention to Parseo. Being called a knight meant that he knew how to manipulate mana.

“When we left, I couldn’t say hello properly because I was too busy, but it’s really reassuring that Seo-nim is with us.”

The other mercenaries clicked their tongues as they watched Ga Derek shiver. bent over

It was a great effort to try and get something, but the knights were so stubborn that they never gave up anything easily.

'You idiot. It would be a great effort to learn even a little swordsmanship, but the knights will never teach you swordsmanship unless you are from their own family.’

‘How to deal with mana is not something that can be learned in a month or two.’

Since knights working as mercenaries are so rare, there are mercenaries who approach and try to omit anything, but they give up soon after.

Whether it's a swordsmanship or how to manipulate mana, it takes years just to lay the groundwork.

Because.

“Do you have any questions about life as a mercenary? Or if you have any inconvenience, please ask me.”

“Um, thank you.”

Parseo's first impression was not good because the man who introduced himself as Gaderik had a snake-like face, but after looking at him, he thought he was a good guy.

“I would be very grateful if you could take a look at my swordsmanship at dinner later... .”

Gaderik was tough.

Then he spoke with such a dignified name

By doing that, he meant that he was really working hard.

"fence?"

"Yes… .”

The other mercenaries laughed.

Asking a knight to teach swordsmanship is like asking the royal chef for a recipe.

I was lucky if I didn't get yelled at or hit.

“Okay, come back to me for dinner later.”

“I am really?”

“Well, it’s difficult.”

"thank you!"

The corners of Gaderik's lips caught on to his ears.

The other mercenaries who watched it looked at the two with a surprised expression.

“Se, Seo-sama, are you okay with me?”

“Me too, please!”

“Me too!”

As the other mercenaries cling to themselves, Gaderic intervenes and pushes them away before Parseo can say anything.

“Where are you going to put the spoon? Seo-sama doesn’t even have time to teach me!”

“Gaderick, you bastard! Are you being disrespectful?”“Do you remember all the time you laughed at me?”

“When are we?”

Seeing the mercenaries clashing, Parseo smiled. The time I spent with my mother every day at Dragon Rare wasn't bad, but it was too quiet.

It was fun just looking at the passing forest when I came out.

‘Did your mother give up looking for me?’

He fiddled with the necklace hanging from her neck. At the sound of the noise, the merchant in the wagon opened the window and looked out and found the necklace Parseo was wearing.

‘That one?’

Merchant Odella was a merchant who was making a lot of money as a magic weapon distinguisher.

This time he was on his way home, selling off the things he had brought from the capital and buying a bunch of minerals, a local specialty.

There was no way he couldn't not recognize such an expensive artifact.

'That's a national treasure level artifact. subtly

You can tell just by looking at the energy that comes out. How could a mercenary have such a thing?’

Odella hurriedly took out the communication crystal and started contacting them somewhere.

♦ * ♦

moved 5 hours.

The mercenaries were all on horses, and the carriage with loads was also pulled by six horses, so the movement speed was not slow.

‘It’s boring.’

Parseo thought.

When I saw that various dragons were weaving the games they enjoyed into a book, it seemed that something interesting happened every moment of every day.

Even though she was on a carriage escort mission, it turned out that she was a princess who had run away from the ruined kingdom to find out that she was in the carriage.

Or was it that the enemies who were aiming for it while carrying ancient weapons were digging a trap and preparing?

‘It’s my greed to expect something like that on the first day I started playing games.’

He looked at the carriage.

It was loaded with minerals that cost quite a bit of money, but he was escorted by five mercenaries.

At best, it was clear that they would attack the bandits or the monsters that escaped the group.

‘And even if I don’t deal with it… .'

The merchants spent quite a bit of money on escorts. The other four mercenaries seemed to be quite strong by human standards.

Those who have gone through everything before birth, and those who boast the most expensive ransom among those who do not have a job in the mercenary guild.

it will be forgiven

'Ah! Would I rather use pheromone magic to attract monsters?’

I just thought and gave up.

There was a saying in the book 1()1 way to enjoy games.

He said that the moment an artificial manipulation is made to feel the fun in the game, the fun is halved.

‘I said that once you start using the dragon’s power, even if it’s a little uncomfortable, you will continue to use that power, and if it repeats, it becomes no fun no matter what you do.’

First set ability.

He said that maintaining the situation right before death is the real fun of playing.

Beep-!

'Huh?'

I felt popular in the forest.

We still had to go another 10 minutes by wagon, but there were quite a few. In addition, the latter troops continued to come through long-distance teleportation.

‘Forty people?’

Besides, they were signaling to each other by blowing a flute that only they could hear.

exchanging information to get a seat

will be.

‘Is that the enemy who is aiming for this carriage?’

It was too elegant to be seen.

“Wow! Isn't everyone hungry?" Gaderik said, touching his stomach. It was the time I had been waiting for.

“Okay, let’s rest here.”

“Um, that would be good.”

The mercenaries all said in one bite. Since it is evening, if you start eating now, the sun will set soon.

We had to pitch a tent and camp here.

all. There were still two hours left before the sun went down.

“Hey guys.”

Odella, who was in the carriage, looked at the mercenaries in panic.

“How about going for another 30 minutes when the sun has not yet set?”

“Look around. It is hard to find a place like this again.”

At Gaderik's words, Odella's heart sank. Because she was 10 minutes away and her comrades were encamping and preparing to raid.

“Don’t do that… .”

“Come down, get down! I'm going to die of pain from the saddle rubbing my thighs! My belly button will stick to my back!”

Gaderik is deliberately sarcastic.

Odella turned to the other mercenaries for help, but to no avail.

‘Wow.’

The meal was over as quickly as it was hidden. The soup was finished with hard bread and jerky.

“The employer doesn’t even look at me.”

“Let’s see if I can eat something delicious by myself inside.”

“Let’s eat some shamefully together.”

The mercenaries giggled.

Parseo looked at the carriage.

A minute flow of mana that is hard to feel if you don't pay attention.

I decided not to use the dragon's power, but I was curious about what he was doing, so I decided to cheat a little.

- No, they get off their horses because they sleep here. What should I do?

- That's stupid! I should have persuaded him to give me more money!

- Just come over here now and attack. There are only five.

- It's fifty. If this person moves through the forest, don't you think the thick-skinned mercenaries won't notice? If you run into the forest, you can't catch it.

- That's why I told you to bring a ranger.

- Apparently, today's ranger watch is a timid old captain, so the commander said there's nothing he can do about it.

- So what are you going to do?

- Feed them alcohol and don't let them stay on fire.

- Okay, I'll give it a try.

Communication has ended.

Parseo thought things were going to be fun.

‘Attack the mercenaries you hired? Would you like to get insurance if the items in the wagon are looted?’

As a Parseo who did not know that he had seen his necklace, that was the only thought that could come to mind.

“Seo?”

"Well?"

Derek came over and rubbed his palms. His eyes were wishing for something.

"Oh yeah. I decided to teach you swordsmanship. Come on, get up.”

All of a sudden, the mercenaries even finished washing the dishes. They were waiting with their arms drawn out.

♦

damn it!

Parseo's scabbard pierced Gaderik's side.

“How are you going to protect your side if you block the sword in such a slumped posture?”

“Ugh, then what should I do… .”

“You have to take a step with your left foot to prevent your center of gravity from collapsing. picture

And the angle at which he breaks his arm is like this!”

"Oh oh!"Parseo was more interested in swordsmanship than magic. For 130 years, he honed his swordsmanship, and even learned directly from fellow dragons who were skilled in swordsmanship among the neighboring dragons.

There was no one who was not different from the old dragons in the 9th circle of magic and the mastery of swords.

Thanks to him, he had more swordsmanship than the mercenaries expected.

“Come on, try again.”

“Haha!’’

Tung-!

"how?"

“Go, thank you!”

A face full of joy.

So did the other mercenaries.

It must have been a noble knight, so he did not know how to teach himself with all his heart and sincerity.

"listen carefully."

"Yes!"

“The answer is small. Everyone gather around.”

Being attacked unilaterally is no fun. As a matter of fact, in the position of the weak, the river

Destroying one's plans is fun.

“From now on, listen carefully to what I have to say.” The mercenaries did not know what he was trying to say, so they listened.

"Excuse me."

It was then.

Three people approached from the road and talked to them. Parseo was startled by the sound and flinched his body.

'no?'

No sign was felt.

50 assassins 10 minutes away stop 5 minutes away and no more

hadn't come

I was constantly paying attention to those around me that I was watching them, but I came closer without a sign.

“What happened?”

Gaderik looked at the people approaching with a suspicious gaze. It seemed strange to appear on foot without riding a horse when there was no one nearby.

“Oh, we are not suspicious.”

“Where is the man who says he is a suspicious person?”

"Is that so? sorry for this Five

The horses that had been parked for a while on the road were walking away because they were startled when they saw the monster.”

Parseo looked at the man.

The blue blood on the cloak was obviously that of a goblin.

“ My name is Jung Soon-won. Can I borrow a fire?”

The two next to them were wearing hooded cloaks to cover their faces, but it was clearly a woman.

one male and two females.

It looked suspicious, but it didn't look dangerous.

“Well, yes.”

There are five seasoned mercenaries here.

Turning their attention away, Gaderik looked at Parseo.

“Seo. What were you trying to say?”

“No, it’s nothing. Let’s just end it here for today.”

“Okay, then I’ll make you a bed.”

Mercenaries try to sleep around the campfire

While picking the stones on the floor, Parseo walked over to where Soon-won and his party were eating.

“Let’s ask something.”

“Yes, you are.”

Soon-won put down the spoon and looked up at the Parseo.

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