The Blockhead Became an Overpowered Magician

29 – Reunion (3)

Ern felt that the knight’s words and actions contained a sense of the chosen people.

The funny thing was that the opponent was most likely a person with no fundamentals.

‘He must be a man full of cavalry.’

I thought it was a case of living with an inferiority complex without anything and then becoming a knight and showing off.

Nobles and knights were revered by commoners.

However, in this world, the harmony between classes is quite good.

As the kingdom developed, the level of the common people increased, and the fact that previous kings strengthened their royal authority and kept the nobility in check also played a role.

Of course, there were a few tribes that made a fuss about their lineage, but they were few and far between.

Such people became targets of criticism even in aristocratic society, saying they were ‘not honorable’.

Therefore, class discrimination and the ideology of the chosen people were treated as dirty tastes that had to be kept hidden.

Because of this background, it was possible for the academy to put forward school rules that emphasize equality.

‘Someone would think that I received a title from the king.’

Duran was trying his best to look intimidating, but in Ern’s eyes, he just looked like a kid trying to catch his form.

I would understand if the source of confidence was overwhelming swordsmanship skills, but the opponent was an extra who was not even mentioned in the original work.

‘No matter how much you think about it, he’s a weak guy.’

At this point, the Winter Castle knights would be very busy. If he had been a skilled knight to begin with, he would have been on the front line or followed as Eve’s guard.

‘Actually, it doesn’t matter if he’s a knight commander.’

No matter who the opponent was, there was one fact that never changed.

The Knight of the Winter Castle is being rude to Eisenbern’s benefactor.

Ern calmly examined the situation.

‘There is an information gap. I don’t know if that was intentional or a mistake.’

Duran did not know that Erne was active in the battle.

Eve may have decided to completely hide it as a temporary measure, or the reporting system may have become tangled in confusion.

In the story, this was a time when magical long-distance communication had not yet been developed.

Of course, there is a time lag in the arrival of information. The possibility of distortion or omission during the delivery process could not be overlooked.

‘I was in a procession when I was attacked… ‘I guess that’s all I know.’

Ern had a clear advantage.

“Did you get enough money today? I understand that the lowest level adventurers receive little compensation.”

‘This really won’t work.’

I was shocked to see that, starting from the bottom line earlier, he did not hesitate to make insulting remarks.

Ern looked straight into the knight’s eyes and picked his ears.

“Yes, this guy….”

Duran gritted his teeth, took a breath, and tried to regain his composure.

‘You have to give credit…’ . The ball….’

The true Duran barely spoke.

“There was an unpleasant incident on the way from Arctos. It would be better to keep quiet about that incident for the rest of your life.”

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Judging by Ern’s confident attitude, Duran judged that she had not yet received a proper warning.

“If you do something foolish, the knights will come looking for you. Don’t do anything foolish that will incur the wrath of Duke Eisenbern.”

Duran finished speaking and tapped the sword sheath hanging on his waist with his hand. It was a blatant threat.

Having said this much, he had to tremble with fear, explain how loud-mouthed he was, and promise to be careful for the rest of his life.

“…So, have you said everything you wanted to say?”

Duran’s eyes widened.

“How dare you…!”

There was a reason why Ern calmly followed Duran into the alley.

‘I have to scratch as much as possible.’

What I was going to do from now on was a blatant provocation.

To be honest… It wasn’t something worth doing with confidence.

She was Ern, who joined the academy and even got a job.

It was Ern, Duran, and the general Picha who did not want others to see the conversation that was about to unfold.

‘There is no problem even if there are no witnesses right now.’

Duran searched for Erne wearing the Winter Castle symbol and playing a harp. She had numerous witnesses, so her cause was already covered.

If he kept his temper like this, not only could he gain an advantage, but he would also have the upper hand when dealing with Eve.

In fact, at this point, regardless of Ern’s interests, she felt like giving a f*ck to Duran.

“Be polite!”

“Why me? Aren’t you a commoner?”

Duran’s clenched fist began to tremble.

‘That’s the correct answer.’

He was a man who was obsessed with being a knight and entrusted himself to the knights. He seemed to have hit the nail on the head.

“I am the glorious winter-“

“Did you already hear that? Then, I am an official member of the Sensia Magic Tower and I am Ern, a professor at Kagon Academy.”

Erne introduced herself in her sarcastic accent.

Before Duran became a knight, he had heard of the fame of Sensia and Kagon even in his hometown.

“How dare you despise me now!”

It’s not enough to interrupt the conversation, you’re spewing out such outrageous remarks to a clumsy, lowest-level wizard!

Duran was offended at the sight of people openly disdaining him and the knights.

After confirming her desired reaction, Ern continued her words.

“If you despise it? What can you do?”

Before he knew it, Duran had completely forgotten his original purpose.

The only thing left in his mind now is to ‘educate’ the commoners in front of him.

Sometimes there were people who had to be beaten until they understood what was being said.

He was like that in the alley behind him when he was young, and the wizard in front of him was that kind of person.

Duran looked around, holding on to what little remaining reason he had.

There was no one.

Originally, we were just trying to talk in a place with few people to save the knights’ reputation. But that decision came as unexpected good news.

Duran began to approach Erne.

“At least hit me?”

“……”

Duran’s steps did not slow down.

“I’m Eisenbern’s benefactor or something, so just go away.”

Erne has now conveyed all the information she needs to share.

His own background, his relationship with Eisenbern.

If you refuse to believe it even after hearing all that… No matter what he did from now on, the legitimacy would lie with Ern.

“You’re mentioning the duke’s name. You’ve gone completely crazy…!”

When Duran started to approach, he thought that Ern had said something out of fear.

An arrow of mana was born.

“If you take one step closer, I’ll shoot you. I warned you.”

If Duran had been a skilled knight at all, he would have questioned Erne’s casting.

But he was overcome by intense emotions.

With uncontrollable anger, both hands went to the sheath of the sword without permission.

Erne quietly watched as Duran’s fingers wrapped around the hilt of her sword.

‘Seeing what you’re doing, even if it wasn’t me, you would have been kicked out of the knights someday.’

Ern knew the chivalry of this world.

It was taboo to carelessly draw a sword like this.

In the first place, a knight with his right mind should have avoided situations where he would be insulted.

And even if you were insulted, you should not try to resolve it by force.

“If you try to draw your sword in a place like this, you’re putting the honor of the Winter Castle Knights in ruins.”

Duran’s reason was cut short by those words that hit the nail on the head.

A sharp sound rang out as the sword and sheath rubbed together. The blade glowed in the dark.

The knight drew his sword. The conditions have been met.

The magic missile was launched.

Duran ducked lightly to avoid the attack flying at his head.

And then he chuckled.

‘After all, a trash wizard.’

Dealing with the wizard was simple. All I had to do was approach.

The reason wizards were annoying in battle was because they attacked far outside the range of the sword.

But this was a narrow alley, and the streets were already close enough.

‘I just cast a spell and it’s over now.’

Duran thought that if he held a knife to Ern’s throat, his thoughts might change.

Meanwhile, Ern watched Duran’s movements and assessed his skills.

‘As expected, it wasn’t a big deal.’

It was a judgment based on memories of playing the game and the experience of watching the knights while escorting Eve.

‘No matter what, it’s not a good idea to kill… As expected, I will have to beat it with water and earth elements.’

Even if you were a skilled person, it would have been difficult for you to handle using an overtly lethal skill like Against Duran.

Ern’s circle began to rotate.

Elongated pieces of rock emerged one by one from the ground and rushed towards Duran.

“!!”

Duran twisted his body to avoid his projectile. But it was only the first.

-Chang! Visor!

Smashed two With the sword.

I felt like I was getting the hang of it. Just when I thought that if I keep cutting like this, something will work out.

Ern dropped a thunderbolt of water on his head. Duran’s vision, who looked like a wet mouse, was momentarily blurred.

-Puck!

One of the That had been cast earlier hit the face.

“Kwaaak!”

His head swayed back from the shock. Blood started gushing from his nostrils.

Magic flew non-stop.

The center is already disorganized. The knight rolled on the floor to avoid the attack. It was the only way.

The dust from the floor stuck to his damp armor and hair. Before I knew it, the once shining symbol of the Winter Castle was stained with mud.

“Yes, you guy!!”

When Duran tried to stand up, Ern used At his feet.

The moment the knight barely managed to push his body upward, the ground collapsed.

Duran, caught off guard, fell to the ground once again.

“Ugh! I’ll kill you!!”

Duran, lying down, raised his head and glared at Ern. His eyes were burning with rage.

‘… ‘Read and read.’

I thought I would give up after a few hits and humiliation, but it seemed like I was mistaken.

In the end, Ern had no choice but to bring out his specialty.

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