The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

The Magical Realm (3)

In the thick cloud of rising dust.

The large knight, who was completely battered after rolling around on the floor for a long time, was struggling to get up from his seat.

“···?”

Estan, dumbfounded, quickly thought back on what had happened to him.

He himself had stepped forward and challenged Camel to a duel.

It may have seemed like I was being ignorant to others, but that wasn’t the case.

Estan did some calculations in his head and then took action.

First of all, Fran.

Estan had guessed the answer the moment he saw Fran enter the command barracks.

‘You’ve surpassed the level of black magic.’

That alone was surprising. However, the prestigious figures that Estan had secretly respected had higher expectations for ‘Camel’ than for ‘Fran’.

There was no doubt that their trust in Camel was genuine and that the child was an extraordinary figure who could change the course of this war.

However, it was not guessed that its extraordinary power was enough to stand against the Seven Deadly Sins or evil spirits.

So Estan stepped forward.

I’m really curious about the young man named Camel.

Also, if he shows even the slightest hint of overpowering himself, the room will become quiet and the divided opinions will have no choice but to come together as one.

What if it’s the other way around?

If the young man named Camel showed signs of indifference or did not suit his fancy, he would not hesitate to call for a retreat, and he would intend to give Fran and Camel time to grow.

That’s what it was.

A young man with black hair and red eyes suddenly appeared next to Estan.

The young man slapped Estan while cursing at him.

Estan, who had been hit by a bullet, flew to the outskirts of the unit.

In short, I got hit with a bullet for no reason and ended up flying all the way here.

In that brief moment that lasted less than 20 seconds.

Besides, Estan was no ordinary man.

It is the first sword of the Pelos Kingdom, and is called the Axe of the Sun. It was once on par with the Empire’s swordsmanship.

“What the heck is this···.”

The more Estan thought about it, the more difficult it was for him to understand the situation.

The fact that the young man approached him without any noise as he entered the realm of the superhuman.

The fact that he was unable to react at all until the bullet hit him in the forehead.

It was just a single blow, but I flew all the way here, reflexively wrapped in mana.

Although he didn’t know, one thing was certain: if he hadn’t instinctively wrapped himself in mana, his skull would have burst like a balloon right then and there.

As the thought reached this point, a chill ran down Estan’s spine. He dusted off the dust from his armor and looked at the place where he had just been standing.

“Huh, hahaha!”

Estan laughed unconsciously.

The calculations that had been going on until just a moment ago had long since been put on the back burner.

However, in his heart, only the spirit of victory as a knight or warrior, which he had long forgotten, was rising.

Estan, who had entered the realm of a superhuman, was able to easily direct his gaze towards Camel, who was drawing her sword.

“her···!”

Estan, who had been walking with a solemn attitude, could not help but stop and burst out laughing when he saw that sight.

Brilliant starlight bursting from the sword.

The starlight was so strong that everyone around them had their eyes tightly shut, and even Estan, who was very far away, had to cover his eyes for a moment.

Estan’s eyes were covered, and the voice of a young man far away humming came into his ears.

-“I will kill the evil spirit.”

A single word that is extremely arrogant, but makes the heart flutter more than any other words.

Estan, enduring the glare and looking back at the source, witnessed.

-Phuk!

A sword with a brilliant starlight that stabs hard into the ground.

-Whoaaah!

A huge golden pillar of light rises from the ground and reaches into the sky.

“Um, what is that··· what is that···?”

“What, what’s falling···?”

“Isn’t that starlight?”

Colorful powders sparkle and fall throughout the barracks, and.

“brave.”

A moment of silence fell upon the entire unit, triggered by a single word muttered by someone.

“The warrior of this era has come here to punish the evil spirit!”

“The warrior is with us!”

“For the brave!”

Finally, a cry of hope came after the silence.

“ha ha ha···!”

Estan, who had witnessed all of this, knelt down on one knee without realizing it and muttered softly.

“For the world···.”

His competitive spirit was soon directed towards somewhere other than Camel.

—-

At the end of the Demon Realm, a place where a giant door that has lost its light retains only its shape.

There, too, the golden pillar of light rising high into the sky was shining brilliantly.

“The end of my longing has come…! It is indeed a blessing!”

The evil god Bulginus murmured in great joy.

“I’m curious.”

He looked at the woman with platinum hair standing next to him.

“Whether it is the black wish of the throne that has long been longed for, or the pure white wish that you and your people have longed for, that will come true. And above all else···.”

The woman didn’t answer. She just stared blankly at the golden pillar of light rising in the distance with her clouded eyes.

“I wonder if that child knows or doesn’t know for whom his accomplishments are truly intended.”

Be that as it may, the evil spirit was only overjoyed that the long-awaited moment had arrived.

—-

Inside the command barracks where the heads of state and key figures from each country gathered.

Camel, who had taken everyone here by storm with just one action, was naturally sitting at the head of the table, explaining his plan.

“I think you all understand what I mean.”

“There’s no way that’s possible…”

Of course, there were some who occasionally questioned the plan.

“it’s possible.”

“···Okay, I understand.”

Perhaps because of her confident eyes and her certain presence, no one could question Camel’s words.

“Then let’s see tomorrow.”

After finishing explaining the plan, Camel stood up from his seat without hesitation.

As I opened the door and stepped outside, I could finally hear the murmurs coming from inside.

“Is this a feasible operation···.”

“Is this really possible···?”

“It would be best if it were as you say···.”

“No matter how much I think about it, this is impossible for a human body to do···.”

“But if you look at the majesty that Lord Camel showed you earlier, it might be possible···.”

I eavesdropped with my keen hearing, and it seemed like everyone was hesitating about the plan.

“Well, even if I were those people···.”

You probably didn’t believe the words I said.

Camel, who had been mumbling as he walked, thought back to what he had said.

-“For four days, evil spirits and demons will not be able to cross the border of the demon realm.”

-“We will advance towards the Black Gate every day for four days, destroying as many monsters as possible without causing any damage.”

-“I guarantee it. None of our knights and wizards will die during that period. No, not a single one will get hurt.”

While listening to Camel’s explanation, someone asked back.

-“Then, what happens after 4 days···?”

-“The demons will cross the border and advance towards the continent. Even if we prepare as I said, we won’t be able to avoid damage. However···”

To that question, Camel answered with a confident voice.

-“Before the next day, everything will be over. Because···.”

And he declared to everyone with all his heart.

-“Before the sun rises in five days, the evil spirit will die by my hand.”

Camel thought to herself as she recalled the moment when she said those words.

‘He’s so charismatic.’

—-

Excessively spacious space,

A comfortable bed that appears to be at least king size,

Some furniture and decorations that don’t seem appropriate for a battlefield.

Camel stepped into the assigned barracks and felt quite amazed.

“If anyone saw me, they would think I was a king.”

It is true that I sit higher than kings.

It was a matter of necessity, not a story of wanting to become king.

Honestly, I felt bitter.

Because, while I was lying down on that comfortable, wide bed and trying to sleep, it was obvious that a single soldier would spend an uneasy night in an uncomfortable bed.

“···It’s heavy.”

The soldiers and their families who will spend an anxious night tonight. No, everyone who breathes in this world.

The night ahead for them is up to me.

After spending an anxious night, I will spend a comfortable night lying down with my precious one.

Spending an anxious night, will I be swimming in an eternal night filled with black?

It was all up to me.

If you kill the evil spirit, Bulginus, it will be the former.

If you can’t cut down the evil spirit, it will be the latter.

I too will have an uneasy and uncomfortable sleep tonight.

“···I’m tired.”

Is it because of the weighty sense of responsibility that everyone’s life depends on?

Or maybe it’s the heavy burden of everything depending on me.

I pretended like nothing was wrong, but my body felt heavy as if it weighed a ton.

It was even more so because I had already been pushing myself to show everyone who I was.

“···.”

So I thought I would fall asleep right away if I just closed my eyes.

As I lay down, my mind became clearer and clearer, contrary to my body’s wandering thoughts.

“···This won’t work.”

I got up. I thought that if I just lay down like this, my condition would be worse tomorrow.

I was thinking of going to where Lily was and asking her to help her recover a little.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t even said a proper hello yet.”

After thinking about it, as a man from the land of courtesy in the East, it was something I could absolutely not tolerate.

We’re not even close, and we even greet each other with our belly buttons, so why don’t we just say hello?

“···.”

To be honest, I just wanted to see Lily.