## Chapter 141 – No Chivalry (無俠)
There’s no such thing as chivalry (俠) in this world.
So, you could say it’s a world without chivalry (無俠).
In other words, this otherworld fantasy is a world without chivalry.
“Didn’t I tell you? You have the qualities of a great serial killer.”
Look at this woman before my eyes.
Her name was Karin, and she was spouting crazy nonsense as if she was enjoying it. Just looking at her flapping her gums, you’d think she’d thrown chivalry into some gutter somewhere, wouldn’t you?
This killer was a master who had trained in the martial art of swordsmanship for over twenty years (estimated).
That’s why it’s a world without chivalry.
All those who claim to be good with a sword have nothing in their heads but crazy thoughts about how to kill people better. If you soften that thought a little, you get monsters, but even then, it’s still about killing something.
In the end, martial arts are just techniques for killing opponents.
Where is the chivalry or righteousness in that?
It’s truly terrible.
But I’m a man who gives chivalry to dogs.
I’m Kim Kat, the man without chivalry (無俠男).
Today, I came to the Swordsman’s Guild to learn that killing technique.
“Yes… Thinking about it, I have killed a lot, but it was never intentional, it was something I couldn’t help. It was force majeure (不可抗力). It really was unavoidable.”
“Killers all say that.”
“Damn it.”
ㅡClang!
My sword flew into the air. I confidently wrapped it around Karin’s wooden sword, but a counterattack came from an unexpected angle. If it had been a real fight, I would have lost my wrist.
I collapsed from the impact.
“Smooth. Your skills are improving more than I thought? That was quite a sharp attack just now. Judging by the level of bloodlust, you’ve killed about ten people in the meantime? Good. Very good! You’re a role model for our guild!”
Karin held out her hand to me. I took her hand and stood up.
Thinking about it, I guess I had killed a few people since the last lesson.
I don’t think it was ten, but if I don’t count cultists and bandits as people, then I haven’t killed a single person.
The miracle calculation method.
More Innocence Kim Kat.
“So, who did you kill? I find those stories the most interesting. Come on, let’s hear a story from my disciple for the first time in a while?”
“I think most people would be reluctant to even talk about it.”
Karin threw down her wooden sword, dragged over an oak barrel, and sat on it.
“That’s what’s good about it. What’s more interesting in the world than a story about people killing people? Literature is best when it’s murder literature.”
What the hell is murder literature?
“Well, love stories?”
“Murder stories caused by affairs of the heart also have their own unique appeal.”
“You’re impossible to talk to, damn it.”
The day after graduating from the arena. I came to the familiar Swordsman’s Guild, weakened from having my essence sucked out by Claudia. To get even greater “strength.” After some back and forth, I immediately paid 5 silver and started retraining.
Because there are other trainees, the time Karin spends directly teaching swordsmanship is about an hour. But now Karin was trying to waste that precious time.
Look at that face.
“Hurry up and spill the beans. If you don’t tell me, there’s no lesson today.”
“Ah, this is abuse of power. Abuse of power.”
“What abuse of power? You little shit. Don’t you know I’m giving you extra attention?”
Karin says that I have more enthusiasm and talent than the other kids, so she pays more attention to me. I appreciate the sentiment, but her ‘attention’ is something like a beating disguised as interest, so frankly, it was too much.
“If you understand, hurry up.”
She brandished a sharp, purple-shining sword, urging me on.
This wasn’t a silent protest, it was the suppression of violence.
“Damn it.”
Well, it’s not like I can’t tell her the story.
I decided to organize my thoughts and open my mouth. What story should I start with? The last time I met Karin was definitely before the festival… The festival? Did I kill someone during the festival?
“Ah, that’s right. There was that.”
Come to think of it, I think I killed a lot of robbers during the festival. When I met those guys in the mountains and got pickpocketed by Lina, that damn bluebird, and had a chase.
I definitely killed a few people back then.
“Well, I met some robbers in the mountains during the festival.”
“Oh? During the festival? Well, criminals don’t distinguish between time and place.”
It was when Claudia and Kopson, and I were acting together.
“Was it six people? Anyway, they were acting up as a group, so I killed one of them in a surprise attack, and two of them hesitated because they were so disorganized. So, my companions and I worked together to kill a few more, and they got scared and ran away?”
Surprise attacks and preemptive strikes were the strongest techniques.
Once you land a preemptive strike and kill one guy, the remaining guys get scared. Professional warriors might not be, but there’s no way guys who just go around robbing people can overcome the fear of death.
“So, what, I killed another guy who was flustered by his companion running away. And I killed the remaining guy with a joint attack. That’s how I solved the situation. I also took the spoils, and oh my god. Those bastards had talents. Yes. Talents. You remember talents, right?”
“Was that the thing they were handing out during the festival? I didn’t really pay attention to it, so I don’t know much about it.”
Karin tilted her head.
“Anyway, that talent was event currency that the church handed out as a reward for good deeds, so people could enjoy the festival after they purified the undead, but the robbers had it. How dare those murderers try to enjoy the festival, I, a law-abiding citizen, was about to lose it.”
At the time, I really felt like I was going crazy. I couldn’t stand the thought of those criminals walking around the city and enjoying the festival.
“Are you talking about yourself?”
Karin pointed out sharply at that moment.
That’s right.
No matter what the result, I had killed people too. Of course, it’s a bit ambiguous to call it murder, but Karin was a person who believed that killing anyone was the same as murder.
But I’m not.
I knew how to think a little more properly.
Not all killings are the same. If a soldier who was drafted because of political strife shot and killed a soldier from an invading enemy country, that wouldn’t be murder, would it?
In a similar vein, killing murderous robbers who kill people and steal money couldn’t be called murder (殺人) either. It was closer to extermination (驅除). Only true killers like Karin or robbers could call it murder.
In my opinion, killing someone who was innocent was murder.
To be a little more specific, killing a good person who doesn’t mess with me is murder in my book. I don’t know why, but I’ve decided to think that way for a long time.
People keep calling me a murderer, but I have killed people, but as explained above, I’m not a murderer. Didn’t they all have a valid reason?
Killing the beggar who stole my bread, killing the guy who backstabbed me, killing the guy who stole my money, and the bandits and robbers. Killing the evil cultists.
These things can never be called murder.
“Ah, I interrupted you. I’m not doing it. Let’s just practice swordsmanship.”
I was completely sulky because I felt so bad, so I puffed out my cheeks, crossed my arms, and turned my head away. I have no story to tell Karin, who is cutting out my heart.
“Ah, damn it. Sorry.”
Then Karin apologized.
“I’m so hmph, damn it.”
“Why are you sulking?”
Well, in that kind of mood, we continued our swordsmanship training while joking around.
Come to think of it, what happened to the cultists who had nested in the underground waterway? I haven’t paid any attention to them since I reported them to the church, so I don’t know what happened.
Thinking about it, I didn’t sell the wand and just shoved it in a corner.
I have to sell that too, but I’m sure they told me to come alone?
First of all, focus on training.
ㅡWhoosh!
I visually confirmed the trajectory of Karin’s wooden sword, which was launching a preemptive strike, and executed a downward slash in response. The wooden sword was embedded in the cross guard, and I wrapped my hand around and aimed for Karin’s Adam’s apple.
As I tried to put force into it, the twisted wooden sword came out of my blade and aimed for my chest. To respond to this, the blade immediately came down and struck it down. But a counterattack came right in.
I can’t respond any further here.
The wooden sword touched my neck.
“Good. The reaction is good. Don’t let go of your thoughts, and think about how to act until the moment the fight ends. The one who gives up thinking first dies.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Then work hard on your physical training. Grab any of those guys rolling around over there and ask them to do it with you. They’ll like it.”
The private lesson time, which lasted about an hour, was over. Karin left, saying she had to go look at the swordsmanship of other guild members. Thus, when the private lesson time is over, you have to get your money’s worth with physical training.
Should I run lightly for about an hour and then start muscle training?
I immediately took off my top and prepared to run around the parade ground.
ㅡFlop!
Then my upper body muscles, which held my wild charm, were revealed. As I revealed my upper body to the world, I felt a strange urge to strike a pose, but I decided to resist.
This wasn’t the arena.
Good. Shall we run?
Let’s start cardio now.
“Oh, you’re in good shape?”
“Hmm?”
As I was running, someone came up next to me and spoke to me in a friendly manner. That’s only natural. All the people in here are guild members. In other words, they were people I had never seen before, but they were like colleagues.
“You look like you’re in good shape too. You’ve been training, huh?”
So I decided to speak in a friendly manner too.
He was a pretty boy with a distinctive silver hair and a youthful face. The reason I specifically called him a pretty boy was because he was shirtless. Judging by the fact that he looked smaller than Kopson, was he a minor?
Was there someone like this…
Or is he a new recruit who came in recently?
Well, even though I came to the guild to take lessons, I didn’t really pay attention to other people, so I didn’t really know anyone. They’re in the same guild, but I don’t even know their faces. The only means of identification was the earrings.
“What? Haha. You can say that even after seeing this small body?”
“No, I was just saying.”
Saying he was in good shape was just a reflexive thing.
This pretty boy was short, so I couldn’t really say he was in good shape.
“What’s that.”
“Yeah. I’m Kat. You are.”
“I’m Shade. Would it be rude to ask you to teach me some training methods? You’re in great shape?”
His name is Shade. Glancing at him, his fluttering silver hair seemed to be quite well-maintained. Just looking at him, he didn’t seem like someone who lived without money, so is he the son of some well-to-do family? Did he come to learn swordsmanship as a hobby? Anyway, judging by his impression, he didn’t seem like a bad guy.
He brought up the topic of body and asked about training methods, so he must have just been curious after seeing my bulging muscles.
“Training methods… Do you want to build muscle?”
“That’s exactly it.”
I ran while chatting with him. I wanted to focus on running, but he kept talking to me in a friendly manner, so I couldn’t just brush him off, so I just responded.
“Just run like crazy, work out like crazy, and fight like crazy.”
This was the secret to my strength. The reason I have a superior physique is because I ate well and lived well in my hometown. Rather, I was just a shrimp on Earth. The 21st century Korea was a place where giants over 180cm were lurking everywhere.
As a 178cm man, I could never compete with them.
So I exercised.
To survive in this world. From the time I was F-class, I always exercised whenever I had time and my body allowed it. It was the same when I became E-class, and it was only when I had some financial leeway that I started in earnest.
Strength wasn’t something that could be easily obtained.
“Hmm, that’s not what I wanted to hear. Isn’t there a special method?”
“That’s a special method.”
