The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

The Magical Realm (2)

I stopped walking and looked at the magnificent view before me in pure admiration.

“Hey···!”

All that is visible is an overwhelmingly large, black iron gate and a very long black wall next to it.

“surely···.”

It feels a lot different from what I saw when I played the game.

Those black things that looked taller than an average apartment building, I had seen them before, but there was definitely a world of difference between seeing them through a monitor and seeing them in person.

“There are a lot.”

Beyond the door, countless magical powers and primal malice were felt so keenly that counting them was meaningless.

There are over a hundred thousand monsters, and on top of that, these monsters receive the protection of the evil gods within the demon realm, becoming incomparably stronger than existing monsters.

No matter how well-trained the 50,000 troops are, if they face those evil beings, they will all eventually turn to evil.

“···.”

In the midst of all this, an overwhelming presence and a foreign energy can be clearly felt from afar.

The evil spirit seemed to be waiting for me at the gate of destiny.

“If I have to get there···.”

Inevitably, many sacrifices will follow.

Reflexively, the tragic and intense scenes I had seen in Bergheim’s memories come to mind.

“I don’t like it, you know.”

I purse my lips and try to turn my thoughts around.

How can I reach the evil spirit as quickly as possible?

How can we minimize sacrifice?

No, is there really no way to do this without sacrificing any of our allies?

Several methods come to mind.

When that door opens, how about pouring out all sorts of secret energy to sweep away as many monsters as possible and minimize the damage to our allies?

“no.”

In that case, when you reach the evil spirit, you will not be able to exert your power.

So, how about a way to quickly get to the Gate of Fate by riding Tweetie while your troops deal with the monsters?

“no.”

This is the most sensible method, but it is also a method that inevitably requires a lot of sacrifice. Even if they were to move into the air, there would be no miracle in which the flying monsters would leave me and Tweet alone.

“···.”

No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed impossible to reach the evil spirit without sacrifice.

“for a moment.”

At that moment, something suddenly popped into my head and I opened the status window.

-The evil spirit, Bulginus, cannot escape the magic realm for a certain period of time according to the contract. (Remaining time: 4 days, 4 hours, 44 minutes)

“Found it.”

A way to reach that damned evil spirit in an instant, while minimizing the casualties on your own forces.

—-

After unpacking in their assigned quarters, Fran and her group arrived in front of the command barracks.

“···It’s quite noisy.”

“As the position is the position, as the situation is the situation, everyone’s true nature will come out.”

Diane and Darren frowned and muttered as they heard the sharp voices coming from inside.

“Let’s go in first. Once we go in, won’t it be quieter than it is now?”

Hilda shrugged, opened the door to the command barracks, and stepped inside.

Most of the group who saw that nodded and followed him. Because, it made sense.

Hilda, the great magician and headmistress of Aden Academy, the swordsman, the leader of the crusaders, a magician from the warrior party, and even the warrior of this era.

Who could dare to see these and not be appeased?

As she entered the barracks, Fran thought that, but it didn’t take long for her thoughts to change.

“No! Does it make sense to entrust the fate of the world to that child right now? This is not right! This is not right!”

“That’s right! If we continue to advance like this, it’s obvious that the evil spirits will be annihilated without even being able to see them!”

First of all, the people inside the command barracks did not feel much trust in Fran.

The reasons were different for each.

Some were disappointed by his young and youthful appearance, while others felt that his aura and starlight were not enough to deal with the evil spirits.

Those who knew how to think a little deeper also thought that Fran, who had already achieved that level, would be able to bring about a more certain victory later.

“under···.”

Fran, who had been suffering from them for a long time, let out a deep sigh and gripped the sword handle tightly with her right hand.

I was angry for many reasons. For not being able to give them confidence, and for them belittling me.

“don’t do it.”

A quiet voice is heard in the midst of all this, and the feeling of a warm but rough palm wrapping around one’s hand.

“There’s no need for you to prove it to them by wasting your strength.”

Dian smiled at Fran and continued.

“If you’re a warrior, you have to prove it over there. Well… Letting your fears out loud like that can also be a way to overcome them.”

“Professor… I guess you’re familiar with this kind of situation.”

“Even though it looks like this, I was from a warrior party. To be honest, it was worse in my time than they were.”

Fran felt a sense of relief as she watched Dian shrug her shoulders, but also a sense of doubt.

“Then, what did you do in this situation when you were a professor?”

“What should I do? If I see a kid opening his mouth, I immediately beat him up so he can’t open his mouth again.”

“···Yes? But why are you stopping me from doing it?”

“Usually, that kind of role is best played by the craziest person.”

“···?”

Fran had doubts, but didn’t bother asking again.

Perhaps because he had been called the maddest, Fran’s desire to draw his sword strangely cooled down and he decided to watch the situation a little longer.

“No, that damn Camel, Camel, Camel! Why on earth are you lifting up and protecting that little child like this!”

“That’s right! No matter how strong he is, he’s just a young man the same age as the current warrior! You seem to have forgotten, so I’ll say it again! The being waiting for us beyond that magic realm is none other than an evil spirit! It’s not just a monster!”

The topic of the debate had suddenly changed to Camel. Naturally, those who were frightened by the immediate conflict were belittling Camel.

“For now, how about waiting for the young man you call a child? You might change your mind when you see him for yourself.”

On the other hand, Hilda, Jan, Michelan, Dian, and Darren were talking about waiting for Camel with a relaxed attitude the whole time.

“They are like these stuffy seeds!”

That was when.

“I tried to stay quiet because it was the right place to be! I just can’t do it!”

Boom!

A large knight came to the center and shouted while slamming a heavy axe into the center.

“If any of you, my Camel or whatever, come here, I’ll challenge you to a duel! I’ll show you firsthand how much nonsense you’re babbling about!”

The man, whose appearance made it seem as if his brain was filled with muscles, stood tall with a solemn expression, holding an axe stuck in the ground.

As if he would never leave that spot until a young man named Camel came.

“Oh… If it is indeed Sir Estan, known as the Axe of the Sun…!”

Then, those who did not trust Camel were delighted and responded friendly to Estan.

“Haha… I never dreamed that Sir Estan, who was once on the same level as me, would come forward.”

“Sir Estan has occasionally displayed such a fiery temper in the past.”

Jan and Michelan smiled as if they found this situation amusing.

“Tsk… Anyway, these days, people….”

Hilda clicked her tongue and frowned.

“Hey, he wasn’t that retarded back in the day, was he?”

“Right? But I never imagined that I would become a more retarded person than you.”

“···.”

Dian and Darren, who were from the warrior party, looked at the sight and had a conversation like they had in the past.

Either way.

“Camel, that kind of kid is going to hurt me anyways…”

Estan was constantly shouting and making his presence felt, perhaps because he was excited by the people’s gaze.

“It won’t even reach my fist. That’s what I’m saying!”

bang!

Estan, who has gained momentum, is now rolling his feet and breaking the floor.

Some people applauded Estan, while others frowned.

Such a moment.

“Who said it wouldn’t even be possible to punch someone?”

Someone’s voice echoed softly within the command barracks.

“Who is that, Camel, that little girl···.”

“Oh, I was wondering what you were talking about, and it turns out you were talking about me?”

“Huh? You···?”

Estan tilted his head and looked at the young man standing next to him.

Since when have you been by my side?

While such doubts arose, the young man’s black hair and blazing red eyes came into view.

“ah.”

You’re a camel.

Estan, who realized the fact belatedly, tried to say something.

“What is that···.”

Before that, Camel opened her lips first and smiled faintly, lightly hitting Estan on the forehead.

“That’s bullshit. Fuck. It’s annoying.”

pop!

At the same time, a sound like an explosion resonated.

“···!”

The body of Estan, a knight of the Kingdom of Poromal who was once of a similar level to Black Sword and Yan, began to fly away in an instant.

WHACK!

Tear down the tent and go to a very far place.

“···.”

Silence suddenly fell on the command barracks.

“···You managed to endure that kind of personality.”

Only Dian, who felt that there was no murderous intent, expressed slight admiration.

“Well, I understand what the situation is, but since it’s urgent, I’ll get to the point first.”

Camel, who was overwhelmed by the situation, wiped away the smile he had been making and looked around at the people and said.

“I am.”

-Slurp!

Then he pulled out the sword of good and evil and showed it to them.

-Whoaaah!

Then, a brilliant starlight came out from the Sword of Good and Evil. People had to reflexively close their eyes to avoid its glare.

In the ears of those who closed their eyes like that.

“I will kill the evil spirit.”

A young man’s clear voice struck me like an arrow.