Disciples Who Have Become Too Strong Are Chasing Me

33 – Aether

Tadak, tadak.

An evening when the sun goes over the mountains and darkness is coming. A bonfire was burning.

“It burns well.”

As I sat down in front of a red-hot bonfire, I remembered the events of the day.

As a result, the students and I were not swayed by the words of things with ‘ego’.

The scarcity of things with ‘ego’ and all the temptations they offer. Everyone who sees them will look back at least once.

However, if you get to know their true intentions, those thoughts will disappear.

Students who at first looked mainly at objects with ego with curiosity did not even pay attention to objects with ego after seeing the explanation on the wall.

Guys pretending to be friendly and approaching you. They are all guys with a plan.

The goal of most of these guys is to devour the owner’s ego and make it their own.

Of course, there are those who don’t, but there are very few of them.

As Atalanta advised, it was better not to pick guys with egos if possible.

Students carefully selected the items they needed or wanted.

Gilbert and Zeke chose swords.

Mowglei.

This is the name of the sword Gilbert chose.

It was a great sword.

It was so large that it looked like Gilbert’s height when standing upright.

Mysteriously, the weight of Mowglei, which was so heavy that it seemed impossible to lift it, was no different from a normal sword.

The metal that went into the production was said to be light because it was a legendary metal that could not be obtained anymore.

Gram.

This is the sword Zeke chose.

It was a famous sword with a legend that was said to have been given to humans by God.

As much as God gave it to humans, it is a famous sword that does not look ordinary even from its appearance.

The aura he gave off was not normal.

Song of the wind.

This is the bow chosen by the sniffer.

It is said that the spirit of wind dwells in the bow, so even if you do not have arrows, if you pull the bowstring, the spirit will create an arrow made of wind.

As a person who uses a bow, it was the kind of bow that anyone would want to own if they could afford it.

Veronica and Trisha picked out jewelry.

For Veronica, I chose a ring with the spirit of the earth, and for Trisha, I chose a necklace with the spirit of water.

Items imbued with spirits are artifacts that are efficient because they do not consume magical power separately.

And I have pure white gloves beautifully embroidered with gold.

Damn Aither. She brought her out

[That, stop.]

I can see the campfire going down. The firewood prepared in advance is thrown into the bonfire.

Tadak, tadak.

The firewood, which has been dried up and bristled with moisture, burns wildly as soon as it encounters fire.

[Please stop! I was wrong. So please!]

A woman’s sobbing voice is heard.

If someone had heard that faint and sweet voice, they would have been angry at someone who dared to cry at a woman with such a beautiful voice.

But it’s not my business.

“It burns well. Ride well But why doesn’t this burn?”

In a bonfire burning fiercely with additional firewood.

Pure white gloves with beautiful golden embroidery.

There was a goddess Aether.

[That’s enough! It’s hot. Please take it out quickly!]

The glove, which had been burning continuously since daytime until the sun was setting, still maintained its shape.

“Is God a god? It does not burn easily.”

[What difference does this make? Please stop and take it out quickly!]

“… ….”

Certainly, this doesn’t mean I can return to the original world.

But that doesn’t mean that nothing has changed.

“My mood changes. If you think about the hard work you’ve done for 20 years, this is nothing now.”

After adding firewood several more times, I took Aether out of the campfire only when the sun had completely gone over the mountain and night had arrived.

[Black, black, I apologized, I apologized, but why now…….]

It’s definitely a sweet and pleasant voice…… Every time I heard it, I was strangely annoyed.

Still, you have to check what to check.

“Stop crying and answer what I ask. If you really are a goddess, why are you nestled in gloves or something?”

[That’s…….]

Her story began.

A story you’ve only heard in myths or legends. Shinma War.

There was a war between the goddess and the demon.

And the war left the two scarred on the brink of extinction.

The demon and the goddess each entered a period of recovery, and even if she fought the goddess again, she didn’t have the confidence to win, so she tried to find an apostle to fight in her place.

That apostle was me.

The goddess who summoned me to this world gave all her strength, and she became a weapon worthy of an apostle to defeat her Demon God together with the apostle, she says.

Those were her gloves, and her gloves were the goddess herself.

“Is that why you felt the pain?”

[Yes.]

The moment I heard the confirmation, I immediately threw the glove into the bonfire.

“You mean it wasn’t smoke.”

Right Now!]

I wondered if it was an act to gain sympathy, but it’s really fortunate that it wasn’t.

By the way. The enemy’s scream was so nice to hear.

I feel like I lost half of my life.

In reality, though, I lost more than half because of that goddamn goddess.

As expected, the bonfire row is correct.

Still, there were still many stories to hear, so I rescued Aether from the bonfire and continued to listen.

Originally, it is said that he should have been summoned to the Holy Land, educated there, and come to the academy to meet himself.

[But. I have a problem.]

That’s right. I have a problem.

I was not summoned to the holy kingdom.

I accidentally fell in the middle of the forest and survived by adapting to this world after a lot of hard work.

“So why was it me? Like I said, I’m not that great.”

Yes, it is good that the goddess moves to save the world.

But why did I, who had no special talent and was not a resident of this world, have to be dragged in as a child and go through such hardships as a dog?

Did it have to be me? Wanted to know that

[I needed a human who could fully accept the power of God.]

“God’s power? Are you talking about divine power?”

[No. It’s different from divine power. It is a higher-level power.]

“Then, wouldn’t it be enough to give the Pope that power?”

[The humans in this world cannot accept the power of our gods. The moment you receive it, you go crazy and become a madman or die.]

“You were going to give me something like that?”

Looks like you haven’t tasted the campfire yet.

[Because you can accept that. I have already accepted that.]

Are you accepted?

I’ve never felt anything worthy of being called the power of a god in this world.

What I gained after coming to this world…….

No way?!

[Your eyes and hands have already received the power of the gods.]

An eye that sees through a mana different from that of others.

A strange hand that can be cured by hitting it.

Are you saying it was all God’s power?

[The power of a god cannot be accepted at once, no matter how much you are. It blooms little by little.]

“What is destruction?”

Now, little by little, my doubts are starting to clear up. I kept asking questions.

[The devil will descend to the human world in the near future.]

“Didn’t you say you were hurt?”

Most of the final bosses in fairy tales or tactics were demon kings or evil dragons.

A demon god that is neither a demon king nor a dragon.

I don’t think I’ve crossed the line.

[His followers committed countless deaths for him. It’s not long now.]

Human sacrifice.

You could say it was like a demon.

“Summarizing, I was called to this world to stop the demons, and I, who received the power of a god, must defeat the demons?”

[Yes.]

A confrontation between humans and gods. It is a story that can only be seen in legends or myths.

A story in which countless adversities and hardships await in front of the main character of the story.

“What if I don’t stop?”

[The world will end.]

Yes. Decided.

“Okay. Let’s perish!”

[Good posture!]

Aether responded to my bold cry. And it didn’t take seconds to realize something was wrong.

[Yes?!]

I am 35 years old. Although I still have many days to live. If the rest of his life was hardship and adversity, it wouldn’t be bad to end it here.

●●●

The next day.

I went to work at the academy as usual.

After visiting the teacher’s office and looking at some of the necessary tasks. Went to class

Arriving in front of the classroom, I look at the signpost hanging on the door.

『Half of Fallen Students.』

Remove the signpost.

There was no reason to hang here anymore.

I take out the new signpost I brought before leaving the office and hang it up.

『Mixed Intermediate Class』

The Mars Arena victory was not only due to the efforts of the students, but also. I can’t say it wasn’t without my efforts.

Atalante also knew this and appointed me, who was the homeroom teacher of the failed students class, to the homeroom teacher of the mixed intermediate class.

Because I was the one who taught both swords and magic, they created a new class called Mixed Class.

It is very good news that I have risen from the failure class to the intermediate class.

That means my salary has gone up that much.

As I was changing the signpost with a happy heart, I heard the loud voice of a b*tch who had been waking me up from a sound sleep in the morning.

[Apostle! Apostle! I was all wrong. I will reflect on this! Is the real world going to end? I don’t have time to be doing this right now!]

At first, he threatened to punish me for refusing to obey God’s command. Now that I didn’t respond, it reached the point where I cried and cried.

[Huh. Please. Please! I was all wrong. Please go to the Holy Land.]

It’s filthy and noisy.

Well, still.

There was a taste of teasing him by carrying him around.