Chapter 250 – Human Proof
A ray of sunlight at noon breaks through the cracks in the verdant barrier.
In the middle of a mysterious and small forest that seemed out of time, the sunlight illuminated the man who was quietly meditating with his eyes closed. It reminded me of an old transcendental figure in the East who was said to have attained enlightenment under a bodhi tree.
It was an overly dramatic sight for a coincidence.
Wolfgang slowly opened his eyes, feeling the sunlight caressing the crown of his head.
“Come to think of it, it was simple. I don’t know why I remembered it until now.”
The teacher’s question, asking what the fundamental difference between himself and others was, was precisely digging into the part that Wolfgang had been ignoring implicitly.
Wolfgang, of course, had long known that he was peculiar.
From a young age when I thought I was only five years old, I easily shook off the bullying of my brothers who were much older than me. It was certainly not common for three or four boys approaching puberty to run away hesitantly, pushed by a single kid who could barely reach their waist.
Also, no matter how rigorous a transcendentalist went through, Wolfgang already had the strength to surpass that of an adult man at the age of only eight. By the time he was twelve, he had arm wrestled a troll and won, and by the time he reached puberty he could dismantle an ogre with his bare hands.
And finally, after his puberty passed and his physical growth ended, Wolfgang was reborn as a boneless man with a height of well over two meters and overwhelming muscle. A human weapon that surpasses quite a few large species monsters with his pure physical ability was born.
Not only that.
Wolfgang, who has a natural mana sensitivity and mana affinity, realized how to manifest an aura from the moment he first held the sword, and the mana core embedded in his dagger showed output without exaggeration even if it was called a small dragon heart.
And Wolfgang, who had absorbed everything from the swordsmanship and vision that Transcendents had directly studied from him, was a strong man who had already been perfected by the time he became an adult.
On the other hand, what about the general case?
Even if you become a knight, if you do not have the talent, you will not even manifest your aura for the rest of your life and you will end your life. It is usually considered the privilege of only the elect to hear the sound of genius if one awakens to the Auror before the end of their teenage years, and to reach beyond the Auror to reach the realm of imagery.
Right now, even Agnes, one of Wolfgang’s lovers, has been called a genius of all time. If he hadn’t been blocked by his evil boss, he would have received more attention long ago.
In light of several facts. Wolfgang’s talent is truly beyond common sense.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that his growth period is the biography of a hero, as he met such a talented teacher and even blossomed into the most ideal form.
However, there is a contradiction that cannot be easily explained with such a simple list of facts.
“Until now, I had never questioned the fact that I was bigger and stronger than others. The strength of the body and the talent for swordsmanship and mana were given to me from birth. I just took it for granted. Yes, but it wasn’t.”
“…”
Arien silently waited for the student’s answer.
In fact, she already knew the answer. The knowledge of the High Elves, who had lived for a thousand years, had known for a long time what the true identity of their beloved lover and one and only disciple was.
However, the opportunity to realize the truth should be only oneself, not through others.
‘Did I ever grow up so much?’
The fact that the disciple who had returned from a mission in the polar region pioneered a new field and achieved another round of growth made Arien very thrilled.
And she was able to intuit Wolfgang’s face as soon as she saw it.
Now that the time has finally come I thought he would be able to hold on even if he faced the truth. Even if it means going through some kind of change along the way.
Of course, the pain or side effects that can come along with the change are entirely up to you to endure, but I wanted to prevent suffering too much or choosing the wrong path.
It was also his duty as a teacher to prevent that from happening.
Will her disciple be able to maintain her former self even after realizing her true nature?
By all means, Arien longed for it.
* * *
Currently, Wolfgang’s realm is at the level of reaching the limit of royalties and knocking on the threshold of transcendence.
A huge wall that has discouraged countless geniuses since the beginning of time. There were those who eventually went mad because they couldn’t cross the wall, and there were many who tried to peek beyond the wall somehow, even through forbidden methods.
It was nonsense that he was knocking on that wall in his mid-twenties at best. Knights and archmages who left their names in history books. Before the passage of adolescence, he possessed a force equal to or greater than that of beings who left footprints worthy of being called legends.
In general, in order to reach that level, the image and body must be fully united.
Even Astrid, who recently knelt down and succumbed to Wolfgang and became a female, embodied her ideal self based on the tales of the polar region as an image, and based on that image, a one-on-one match was established within Valhalla. He reigns as a super strong man who can’t even be reached.
A state achieved by the complete unity of the image and the body.
In terms of strength, Wolfgang was above, but in terms of martial arts proficiency alone, Astrid could be said to be much higher. It was because he was perfectly handling his image of being united with his body.
In fact, Wolfgang was defeated by her several times in the old days when she couldn’t even dare to control her image. This is because Astrid’s image of taking the opponent’s strength as her own strength was the best for a warrior who overpowered with honest strength like Wolfgang at the time.
It was the same this time too. However, he was able to win because he was able to handle even a little bit of imagery after going through numerous battlefields.
To put it the other way around, Wolfgang still can’t fully deal with his image. Even in such a clumsy state, it possessed that much strength.
It was strange.
In fact, this is a bizarre phenomenon that cannot be dismissed simply as strange. In other words, it is as if the brain is oversized and sticking out of the head.
And if they see a person who is not enough to walk around without a problem, but rather demonstrates more extraordinary abilities than usual, what would others call that existence?
The answer to that was as if it had already been decided.
And, Wolfgang began to seriously doubt that fact.
“Master, I…”
In the more comfortable environment guaranteed by Arien than ever before, he was very carefully contemplating something that had been sitting inside his image until now.
If it had been before, he would have gone mad just by looking inside.
But that didn’t happen. Because he was so calm, even the minor side effects he experienced in the snowfield did not appear.
So, for the first time in his life, he looked inside himself with his sanity.
[Kurr… !]
Wolfgang faced the being sleeping inside his image.
It was obviously born with him, but it was a completely separate existence that was different from his essence.
‘Yeah, was it like that?’
In the image of the knight, the ultimate form of nothingness he desires exists.
The unique magic engraved in the wizard’s image contains the form of truth he wants, and if he has reached the realm of imagery in a way different from swords or magic, such as paranormal ability, there is also a landscape suitable for it.
And it’s something that’s always made in the end. However, the fact that ‘something’ that even the person himself is not aware of has taken up a place in advance since birth.
In the first place, his birth itself can only be explained as someone else’s will intervening.
“It really was a monster.”
Aware of this fact, Wolfgang spat out a single word.
It was futile. To think that the expression ‘monster’ that he had hated and denied for a long time was, in fact, an expression that penetrated his essence more accurately than anything else.
Did he really think he was a proper human being? He was not surprised if he said that there was a secret story in the background of his birth that he did not even know.
Could it be that life was created through black magic or witchcraft? Perhaps, he was quite similar to the monsters and demons he had cut down so much.
Wolfgang clenched his fists tightly enough to crush them. His blood trickled down from the scratched skin of his hard fingernails. It wasn’t a very pleasant feeling.
Then, he stared blankly at the master in front of his eyes.
“My disciple…”
His mentor, a great transcendent high elf, had an expression of concern he had never seen before. It was unfamiliar to see the pitiful appearance of the teacher he was facing for the first time in his life.
“Whew.”
Wolfgang lowered his head and let out a deep sigh. And he stayed still in that position for tens of seconds.
His mind was very complicated. There was a lot to think about, and I’m worried about how Alicia and other lovers would react if they knew about this.
Only gloomy imaginations that I didn’t really like came to my mind.
After thinking for a while, Wolfgang suddenly raised his head high in the sky and faced the sun. The symbol of the Empire, the sun that always stood there was burning hot as ever.
Staring at the noonday sun with his naked eyes seemed like it would blind even the strongest of him.
Wolfgang, who had been like that for a long time, suddenly thought that all the troubles he was doing were ridiculous.
“Haha.”
He may not be human.
But, what does that mean?
Except for a very young period he couldn’t remember, Wolfgang had always lived like a human being more than anyone else. I don’t know what would have happened if he continued to grow up in his suspicious family, but he met a good teacher, grew up strict, and managed to get along well with many people.
Aside from the women’s issue, Wolfgang prides himself on living a life without shame. He has never taken unfair advantage by intimidating the weak by wielding his natural power in the wrong direction, and all violence has been erupted only for the enemies of the Empire and the Celestial Gods.
Even if he wasn’t human, he was definitely human.
And, the precious being who raised him from being a monster into a human was right in front of his eyes.
“Master.”
Wolfgang smiled broadly at Arien.
It was a smile that made even the viewer terrifying because of the numerous scars and stern impression on his face, but the meaning contained in it was more human than anyone else.
Facing Wolfgang’s wide-smiling face, Arien’s expression, which had been looking at his student with a worried look, finally relaxed.
“Yes, disciple. You finally found out the truth. Did you have a change of heart?”
“No. Nothing. Nothing has changed.”
Then Wolfgang strode towards Arien and hugged her tightly. The great transcendentalist quietly followed the disciple’s hand like an ordinary woman.
“Thank you, Master.”
“What is it all of a sudden…? I’m lazy during the day…”
Contrary to what she said, Arien hurriedly turned her head away, biting her lower lip as if her emotions were overpowered.
It was a truly rare appearance of a transcendental being who was disheveled.
“Why is that?”
“…Nothing.”
Wanting to see her more closely, Wolfgang forced Arien’s head to turn to face her.
The clear liquid flowing from the eyes of the great transcendent high elf was clearly tears.
“It’s cute, Master.”
“Oh, it’s noisy…”
I love the way she tries to turn her head in my arms.
Wolfgang took his master’s lips as they were.
