My childhood friend the hero was genuinely angry

26 – A crony competition without a hero (1)

When learning magic, the most important thing is physical strength. In fact, I think this claim can be quite problematic at first glance.

Of course, it is common to think that there is no use for a wizard to use stamina, and that the time to raise stamina should be spent studying other magic or mana training.

I also do not deny this. After all, a wizard is a being who uses magic, so as a result, you have to pour a lot of things into improving your magic skills.

However, stamina is very important. No matter what I started with, stamina was inevitably important.

It’s a story from a previous life that I don’t remember well anymore, but there was a saying like this in a previous life.

‘In boxing, the most important thing is the feet.’ Saying. It’s a word that doesn’t make sense at first glance, but if you understand the essence, it’s a word that has no choice but to be right, and it can be said that the relationship between a mage and physical strength is the same.

For that reason, when I first started learning magic from my master, it seems that I made my body first for about a year.

And after that, I never neglected to train my body.

Even now, I spend more than an hour building my body every day, so there was no way my body would ever be weak.

“Keugh…!”

“Now if there is no other way, why don’t you surrender?”

That’s why the outcome of the game came quickly.

I don’t think Arken put too little effort into building his body, but the amount of time he invested was different compared to me.

He trained for about 3 years at the most, whereas I had been training to build my body for more than 10 years in the first place, so I was pushed behind in physical conditions as well.

So it was a match that looked similar at first glance, but gradually Arken was pushed back, and after a rough punch, he finally collapsed.

“Saint, take me now.”

“Ah…! Yes… Yes…”

So now you should be punished appropriately. He was a heretic who learned black magic, which was banned on the continent.

Now according to the church’s law, the church will punish him no matter what. It was not my business to judge him.

I think we can leave the future work to the saintess. The saintess heard my words and immediately started tying him up.

“I tried so hard…”

After all the battles, I put on my clothes again, and now, as I was about to go back, I heard a reproachful voice from behind.

Arken was angry with his head lowered, his expression now looking quite upset.

I tried so hard, but in the end, it seemed very unfair that I couldn’t win.

“Answer me. Why can’t I beat you? I’ve been trying to beat you for three years…!”

He raised his head again and looked at me. And he asked me a question.

Why can’t I win? I tried so hard, why did I lose to me?

It was Arken who argued with me while making a very unfair expression.

“Hmm… If I try for another 10 years, won’t I win?”

After thinking a little about Arken’s answer, I replied.

“What…? Are you kidding me?”

Arken laughed at my words.

Perhaps what I am saying now is that you are a winner now and feel that you are making fun of yourself more and more.

If you listen to it at first glance, you should be able to feel that way enough.

“No, I’m not kidding, I think you can beat me with 10 years of hard work.”

But I didn’t mean to make fun of Arken or anything like that.

I was just giving him advice from the bottom of my heart.

“I also had an opponent I couldn’t beat.”

In fact, whenever I see a man named Arken, if there is something I feel, he is quite similar to me in the past.

I also had her real nonsense monster as a childhood friend, and I always lived my life being compared to her.

A warrior named Chloe, she was truly a monster she could not dare to surpass since she was a child.

How hard did I work to win her?

It was never easy for me, an ordinary person, to defeat her, who was on a different level from her birth.

That was the value of a warrior, and the value of a person. The value gap never seemed to be bridged.

“I thought I wouldn’t be able to win, but after 20 years of hard work, I won once.”

But as a result, I was able to win once.

I don’t know how many times I’ve tried, but I think I’ve tried more than 100 times. Her one shot was able to take her victory away from her.

Well, in the process, it wasn’t purely based on my skills, and various elements of luck followed, but even so, winning was winning.

I’m pretty proud of her for beating her just once.

“So, wouldn’t you be able to win if you worked hard for about 10 more years?”

Of course, the hero and I are never the same.

I don’t think he’d have to waste 20 years like I did before he handed me over.

I think you can beat me if you work hard for 10 years.

Of course, even if you beat me that far, I wonder if it’s worth that much…

“…”

Anyway, now everything is over.

I don’t know what Arken was thinking after hearing this, but he remained silent for a moment. And not long after he slept, he was dragged away by the church’s heretic inquisitors called by the saint.

‘Maybe they’ll save you?’

Looking at Arken like that, for some reason, I felt like we would meet again.

Originally, he should have been executed at the time he learned black magic for any reason.

However, his magic skills were by no means flimsy. He was objectively quite capable, and the church would know that. He probably won’t kill him because he’ll think it’s worthwhile to use him without killing him.

In addition, he has a strong halo as he is from a noble family. Perhaps if we execute him, he will face a lot of backlash. He didn’t seem likely to ignore those things and execute them.

I’ll give you an appropriate punishment and set you free.

If we meet next time, I want to meet you as a colleague.

‘I have to go back now.’

Anyway, everything is over now. I was able to catch the black magician who shot me, and now it’s time to go back to being the chancellor of the kingdom.

I hurried back to the kingdom again.

“…? But why are you here?”

“hehehe…”

But in the process, strangely, there was one person accompanying me.

Alkena, a woman with silver hair and neatly dressed in a nun’s uniform. She is a woman who looks at me with a smile.

Looking at her like that, I couldn’t help but put on her disapproving expression.

“The direction of the empire is that way?”

Since everything is over, I wondered if the saintess would have to return to her original empire.

I spoke to her saintess, pointing her finger in the direction of her empire.

It meant to go back to where you were.

“The goddess told me. For the time being, stay by Xerath’s side and take good care of me. So I’m going to stay here.”

At my words, the saintess didn’t seem to notice any problems, and she answered with a smile as if it was natural.

“No, then the saintess is absent…? Is that possible?”

What the hell is this all about? For the saintess to vacate her place carelessly like this, of course she couldn’t help it.

The saintess of the church was a very great position and one that was absolutely indispensable.

At least, it was not a place to spend leisurely time in such a small kingdom.

“And you’re coming to our kingdom? Will people accept it? Wouldn’t it be better to go back?”

And also, she has previously done many wrongs to the people of the kingdom.

Her Once I took her down, I passed her by, but it was obvious that her people wouldn’t let her go once they knew she was now in her kingdom like this.

So no matter how much I thought about it, it seemed better to go back.

“And it’s my right to accept you, but I haven’t said I’ll accept you yet?”

Also, I had no intention of accepting her.

No matter how much you think about it, she was a dangerous person, so no matter how much you think about it, I think the correct answer is to kick her out.

So I couldn’t help but look at her with her pretty bad eyes.

I looked at her with her mind to use her brute force if her words didn’t work.

“First of all, I’m no longer a saint. That’s because my sister is going to become a new saint. The goddess told me to do that.”

But as she contradicted my words one by one, she began to tell me why she should be here.

“Besides, I’ve already received permission from people. They said it was a misunderstanding, so they all forgave me. In the process, I gave them a little gift and they said it was okay.”

Alkena has already solved all the problems I presented to her earlier.

“Also, am I more capable than I thought? By accepting me, the kingdom of Alprada will become a kingdom under the strict protection of the Goddess Church. Besides, this time we will establish a new church, so it will not be very helpful to the development of the kingdom. Huh?”

She smiled at me as she made her V with her fingers.

“Hmm…”

I couldn’t help but think for a moment while watching such a saint.

Surely, since she’s solved all the problems I’ve suggested, do I really need to stop her? I thought seriously.

If you think about it carefully, the benefits of her presence in our kingdom cannot be ignored, and if she is present, she will certainly make a significant contribution to the development of her kingdom.

‘Is this the time to judge utilitarianly?’

That’s why I had no choice but to nod my head and understand.

She was the one who should have been in this kingdom.

I don’t know about saints, but I can trust goddesses. As long as the goddess believes in the saint, I can also believe in her saint.

“Lucy will be welcome anyway.”

I reluctantly allowed her entry.

“Zerath…! I’m back.”

At the same time, the sound of a carriage coming to the kingdom was heard.

Then I heard a familiar face and voice.

Lucy went to another country and she must have just returned.

‘Perhaps Lucy will like it too?’

She didn’t ask permission from Lucy, but she believes that maybe Lucy will like it too.

Because talented people came in.

I’m sure they’ll get along well, right?

I thought…

“But Xerath… Who is that woman?”

Lucy’s eyes began to die rapidly after discovering Arcena.