The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

The Magical Realm

“What preparations…?”

“What preparations? I’m ready to fight against the evil spirits together with you.”

Dian shrugged and looked at Jan.

“First of all, His Majesty the Emperor has issued a general mobilization order. A total of 50,000 knights and magicians from all the kingdoms of the continent, as well as the Empire, have gathered together for one purpose and are lining up in front of the Demon Realm. They are waiting for you.”

Yan waved a handwritten letter bearing the Emperor’s seal and said:

“Oh… Are you arrogant?”

I didn’t know that they were gathering troops in front of the Demonic Realm.

That’s a whopping 50,000 knights and wizards, which is a huge number considering this is a fantasy world.

“Considering that this is a matter of the survival of the world, this is not much. There are a few kingdoms that only think of themselves until the end, sending only a small amount of troops or not moving at all… Anyway, it’s so annoying that I can’t stand to see it.”

Darren continued sarcastically, but the news of the gathering of fifty thousand troops was still welcome. It would be much better than trying to clear the way with a small number of men.

“Of course, we all plan to go together.”

In the midst of all this, Fran’s voice interrupts.

When I turned my head, I saw three women with determined expressions, including Fran.

“You guys···.”

“My escort knight might die on his own, so shouldn’t I follow him?”

Rose said, placing her hand on her hip.

“I follow you.”

Sage spoke in a whispering voice.

“Because Camel and my body are bound by a contract···!”

Daisy suddenly blushed and lowered her head.

The last sentence is a bit strange.

“We’ve even prepared a means of transport for all of us to move at once. In an hour, we’ll all be looking at the Demonic Realm.”

This time Hilda walked towards the window and said.

Clang!

The curtains opened wide, and a view I had never seen before spread out outside the window.

“That is···.”

“Mass Warp Gate.”

Dian muttered, proudly looking at the magnificent sculpture.

“I made it based on my inspiration from your teacher’s magic.”

His head turns towards me. Looking at it now, his face looks quite gaunt.

I guess I wasn’t the only one who had been working hard all this time.

“I was really going to mess with it when you got here. It took a while to even accumulate mana.”

My mouth fell open. The magic circle of the sculpture, which looked unusual at first glance, was identical to the magic circle of the Master’s 9th circle magic, Mass Teleport.

“haha.”

Maybe it’s because I was so surprised.

Or maybe it was because I felt ashamed of myself for hesitating in front of these people.

I burst out laughing and looked at the people around me once again.

I would have liked to hold everyone’s hand and say thank you.

But it would be better to save time than to do that. You can do the embarrassing thing after everything is over.

“then···.”

Thinking about that, I opened my eyes and spoke with the same expression as before.

“Let’s go.”

I will never lose someone precious like Berheim.

I swear it a hundred, a thousand times.

—-

A plain not far from the Demon Realm.

While about 50,000 troops were stationed, a loud argument was taking place inside the command barracks.

“The number of monsters is increasing like cockroaches every day. What more can we wait for! With so many knights and wizards gathered here!”

“Didn’t the evil god, the evil god, descend? They say that a single sin can sweep away thousands of soldiers, so how can we defeat all those evil hordes and even face the evil god! Starlight, we must wait for the warrior who can control starlight!”

“If what you say is true, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to retreat from here and focus on defense to buy time? Even the former warrior Mort couldn’t do anything against Sin, so what can you expect from a child who isn’t even a proper warrior yet!”

The sharp voices were divided into four categories.

First, the ignorant group that wants to wipe out the monsters before their numbers increase further.

Second, there are those who know that they must wait until the one who handles the starlight arrives.

Third, there are those who pretend to be rational but are evasive, who bring up Fran’s age and deny that they are scared.

“Everyone···.”

Boom!

“I wish we could lower our voices and have a rational conversation.”

Emperor of the Iselos Empire, Sikar von Isvant, radiated majesty and poured cold water on the inside of the barracks for a moment.

Groaning sounds can be heard here and there.

This will only last for a short while. Sikar, who had predicted the future through his experience over the past few days, let out a small sigh.

I wish I could just cut off the heads of those authors who spout such foolish things.

However, those gathered here are the kings of each kingdom or those with power higher than that of a king. The beings who have taken up residence in the Demon Realm are evil spirits.

Even though he was the emperor of the Iselos Empire, he could not pour oil on the issue of the world’s survival or break the alliance.

The only thing Sikar could do now was to temporarily calm down the overheated atmosphere.

That’s how Sikar was holding his head, which was pounding.

“We have Camel.”

A woman’s voice that suddenly sounds young, but that you don’t dare to refute.

“Saint···.”

The source of the sound was the purple-haired girl and saint, Lily, who was sitting next to me.

Sikar shook his head, feeling something untouchable about her. Because he knew all too well from past experiences what would happen if the saint came forward and said a word.

“Ha, what about Camel? Why are you mentioning the name of an author who is not even a warrior?”

“Saint, please stop looking for that Camel or Caramel guy. You heard some empty rumor and have been looking for that guy for days! Maybe you had an unspeakable secret meeting with that guy…”

If the nonsense being spouted by people with sharp voices like these is crossing the line,

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You little shits!”

What should he do as the emperor of the empire?

—-

The command barracks became quiet thanks to someone’s passionate and passionate rant.

Lily whispered in an angelic voice to the Emperor of the Empire, who was panting and had a flushed face, perhaps on the verge of developing high blood pressure.

“Excessive anger can lead to greater anger. Your Majesty. From now on, it would be better for you to exercise some self-restraint, if only for your health.”

Sikar thought that Saint Lily might be a devil in angelic disguise.

That would be the case. The reason the Emperor went crazy on purpose was because of Lily, who had told him to restrain himself.

“I command you, Paladin Darq, as a saint.”

A similar situation to before, when someone cursed at Camel, the saintess’ eyes grew cloudy and she gave an order to the knight next to her.

“You can break the head of a jelly like that slide.”

If he, the Emperor of the Empire, had not stopped him, someone’s head would have been smashed with a mace, someone’s limbs would have been torn to pieces, and someone’s private parts would have been cut off.

The greatest threat to the disintegration of the Alliance was undoubtedly the saintess, Lily, whispering in an angelic voice next to him.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, finally the rain, the light···!”

In the midst of all this, an urgent voice echoed throughout the barracks.

A knight who had rushed into the barracks at some point was panting and talking nonsense, forgetting even his manners.

“Stop and speak.”

As Sikar frowned at the sight and ordered, the knight took a deep breath and shouted.

“A large magic circle appears at the coordinates that the Emperor commanded and begins to glow!”

“at las···!”

When the emperor heard those words, he jumped up from his seat.

The words the knight spoke were saying that the savior who saved the empire had come here to prevent the destruction of the world.

—-

Among those guarding the area near the coordinates, the highest-ranking Imperial Knight Alexson looked at the figures who had suddenly appeared with a dumbfounded expression.

Hilda, the headmistress of Aden Academy, an old wizard with an impressive long beard.

Darren and Dian, members of the Imperial Swordsmanship and former warrior party, who could not possibly be unaware of it.

Michelan, the leader of the Crusader army, whom I had seen several times in the Holy Land.

And five men and women with youthful appearances, as if their blood had not dried.

‘That guy is this year’s hero, Fran. Indeed.’

Among them, the knight who recognized Fran had no choice but to nod and acknowledge it.

Indeed, a warrior is a warrior.

Even at such a young age, the spirit and starlight that radiated from him made even the veteran Alexon cringe.

‘That kid···?’

Meanwhile, Alex tilted his head as he saw a young man with black hair looking behind him alone.

Even the stars of the empire were coming this way for a small greeting, but he was arrogantly looking back alone.

“Oh, Alexson. Someone as great as you is in charge of this place.”

“Knight Alexon, behold the Sword of the Empire.”

Alex, who had been looking blank, hurriedly knelt down on one knee and bowed.

That was understandable, for Black Yan was an idol of greater value to Alexson.

“Okay, where should we go···”

“I’ll go look around over there for a bit.”

In the midst of this embarrassing and embarrassing situation, Jan’s warm voice suddenly cut off.

How dare you interrupt the words of the Sword Master, who is not even up to the standard.

Alex, who felt his blood drain away, raised his head sharply and looked at the source of the voice.

There was a crazy young man there who was doing something crazy like walking to the Demon Realm alone.

“This bird… no, that, that… Look at this! Come back immediately! His Majesty the Emperor, the sun of the empire, will soon be here… Huh…?”

Alexson quickly got up, talking nonsense, and grabbed the young man’s shoulder to turn him around.

No, that’s what I was going to do.

“···?”

Alexson, who grabbed the young man’s shoulder with all his might, even though he grabbed it roughly, was being dragged away against his will.

The young man realized this belatedly, and after a while he turned his head and looked at Alexon.

“mister.”

“Ugh, ugh···!”

Alex, who felt the burning red eyes and the invisible energy overflowing from them, sat down right there.

“I’ll be back soon, so finish what you were doing over there. Everything’s fine.”

The young man who said that patted his shoulder and walked forward again, disappearing from sight in an instant.

“···.”

It was only then that Alex realized what had happened.

The name of the young man whose shoulder Alex had just grabbed was Camel, the subject of all sorts of rumors going around within the unit.