All Warriors Are My Disciples

20. Bald Head

Although this has already been mentioned, it will be a secret for the time being that the warriors are all my disciples.

So when I went into the group of followers with Garam, I acted appropriately.

As one of the followers of the Hero of the Sword, with similar intentions.

“Do you really have to? If you see them doing careless things to Master… I think I’m going crazy.”

Garam’s rather eerie concern returned, but I did not reverse my decision.

Honestly, from here on out, I am the teacher of the warriors! And there’s no reason to blow it up.

What a great weapon the warriors are my disciples.

If you’re going to use it, you should at least put your head down in front of nobles and royalty.

“Be patient. That’s all part of training, Garam.”

“I’d rather understand what the ‘hostility’ Master is talking about is like that. Because everyone’s enemy But the people who say they will follow me are taking care of Master? How can you put up with this?”

“Right, right.”

“If I saw that scene, I would probably pull out my head… Whoops, excuse me. Anyway, if I get very angry, I think I’m going to beat myself up.”

“Right, right.”

“… Iris. Don’t keep sympathizing by the side. So Garam is more like that.”

This disciple should think of helping the master to stop my sister-in-law.

If you keep arguing there, then Garam will try to do that even more.

“Don’t say it again, Garam. It is completely south-south here. It will be very loud when it is revealed that I am your teacher. And I hate that. I want my travels to be as quiet and comfortable as possible.”

“But I can’t do that forever.”

“I never said that I would live in hiding forever. I have no intention of doing that.”

After all, I am also a human being.

The kind of person who wants to look better than others, and want to crush a nasty guy.

Will my students hide that they are warriors until they die because they are crazy?

It’s because Garam’s followers aren’t worth telling.

“… I understand, Master. I will follow your will.”

In the end, Garam yielded to my will and returned to his group, keeping a slight distance from me.

Then her warrior-of-sword followers greet her with cheers, welcoming her back.

If someone hears it, they’ll think they’ve already saved the world.

“They seem to have tremendous respect for Grand Master Garam.”

“It’s not just respect. Those who are just trying to stick together for their own benefit somehow. It may be the relief they see when the person who makes it possible comes back.”

If everyone in this world were like warriors, the nightmare of season 2 wouldn’t have happened.

Season 1 alone was a game with a very pleasant, smooth, calm atmosphere.

If you move on to season 2, it will be reversed in an instant as if nothing like that ever existed.

The demon worshipers who had been silent until now rose up here and there, and all over the continent were set on fire.

The monsters summoned by them grow in power as they devour even the worshipers.

Even if everyone works together to block something, it won’t be enough.

Many humans did not hesitate to sacrifice others to save themselves.

A strong external threat is also a threat.

That much, no more than that, the introduction where the internal divisions were revealed even more plainly.

I wonder if this is a game made by the same developer.

It was at the level that the users who were drawn to that calm season 1 could not stand it and left.

“Master is extremely sensitive to people’s malice.”

Of course not. It’s all about experience.

I only played until the beginning of season 2.

It was already clear how the game would go in the future with just that intro.

And the contents of the game will be repeated in this world as it is.

“It’s because those foolish and ugly things don’t end with ‘thoughts’, disciple.”

“… Well, yes.”

At my words, Iris slowly nodded her head.

I wonder if it’s my mistake to feel like I understand everything even if I don’t say anything.

“What is it? These are the faces I haven’t seen before?”

As he disguises himself as a new follower and blends in with the crowd, several of them approach.

It could be someone who is just happy to have a new colleague.

It could be that he’s trying to show off by claiming that he followed the warrior of the sword first.

He could be someone who is wary of being a liaison of demon worshippers.

‘Or maybe the demon worshiper is acting disgustingly.’

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the ability to sort out such kinks.

And those trivial stories have never appeared in the game, so I don’t know.

Just looking at the other person as taught by the teacher and recognizing the true intention hidden within.

That was the only part I could rely on.

“Looks like newcomers to this city.”

“It seems that the warrior of the sword went somewhere for a while and in the meantime took care of another monster.”

The hero took care of it.

But that’s not the hero of the sword, it’s just the last hero here.

When I glanced at Iris, unexpectedly, he had a nonchalant expression on his face.

People who thought my ball belonged to Garam must have been very unhappy.

I thought he would make a sullen expression, but he didn’t.

Why is he so dignified, maybe it’s because of Garam?

Or do you think seriousness is essential to having followers like this?

No matter what it is, it’s a positive look, so let’s move on quietly for now.

“hahahaha! Then the two of them must have completely fallen in love with the martial arts of the hero of the sword!”

“If you want to follow the hero, you are always welcome.”

Here and there, people who seem to be quite capable of wielding a sword greet you.

I’m just going to make eye contact and go somewhere to spend some time.

A muscular, bald-headed man is approaching meanderingly in front of me.

“What is it? Are you new?”

“… However.”

“Then you will have to go through some basic tests. Are you okay?”

Yeah, that’s why I hate all these bastards.

Garam, who can be called a real captain, doesn’t say anything.

I don’t even know where he came from, and he imitated the leader and fell into trouble.

“That bastard is starting again. Hey, why don’t you give up?”

“Stupid bastard. Don’t you remember last time? A guy who doesn’t help in battle. It’s good to respect the sword warrior. But at least you shouldn’t have the skills to help him!”

“Then why are you judging that? If he’s weak, he’ll die on his own, and if he’s useful, he’ll keep holding on like us and follow the hero. Don’t be foolish and prepare to depart.”

That friend has a bit of a brain.

As the man with the scars shoots at us, our bald heads keep babbling as if they still have complaints.

“… No way. I was going to throw that sandal off quickly and put on that smooth girl.”

Aha, so that’s how it was. That was the reason why I was talking about tests and all.

A guy with a sassy face, a smooth guy like you who doesn’t seem to have suffered at all.

It must have been easy for you to suddenly come to follow the warrior of the sword with a very pretty woman next to you?

But what about this? I’m the one who suffered for many years under the Heavenly Demon.

I am very careful not to touch bald people.

It’s a very sad life because I don’t have hair, but I thought I should at least respect it.

I’ve lost an entire precious part of my body, but I’m a bit sorry to touch other parts.

But I don’t think you will. Did you just cross the line with that?

You would have thought it was just your self-talk that no one could hear, but this hyung’s ears are a bit bright.

“Hey, bald.”

The effect of titles based on facts was great.

That’s when he opened his eyes and looked at me.

“Bald?”

“Yes, bald. I hadn’t heard of a test at all. Go… Big hum. The Hero of the Sword said that you can follow as long as it doesn’t get in the way.”

“Ha! That’s because in the eyes of the Hero of the Sword, we’re all there. But even there, there is a difference in the end. Right now, guys like you fell in love with the Hero of the Sword and did nonsense, putting us in danger.”

“Aha. So, the test is not for the hero of the sword, but for you guys, isn’t it?”

“It’s a little strange to say, but thanks to us, the hero is a little comfortable! That’s why the higher our level is, the better the warrior is. So….”

“Okay, so what is that test?”

I show off my best self-confidence.

That way our bald head snaps at the bait.

“Nothing special. You just need to get my approval.”

“Who are you to be acknowledged?”

“I am! The 101st sword following the warrior of the sword! It’s Dren!”

“….”

I’m just saying Garam Takari No. 101 In such a cool way.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been pissed off just by listening to it or just watching it.

“So to sum it up, I just need to play against you, that’s it.”

“Hey, bro. Don’t go over What he says is that he’s pretty good at it. It would be great if you didn’t bully the newcomers, but I have a record of sending more than ten people out of here because they kept doing nonsense.”

“Hey. Don’t choke Right now, he says he’s going to stick with this dereng like a man.”

“Just show off your strength and fight monsters and monsters, you bald-headed bastard.”

When the scarred man who had shaved his bald head said that, the bald dreng huffed.

But seeing as I can’t say anything, it seems that the scarred man is stronger than Dereng.

It’s more typical of weak and weak. This gets even more interesting.

“Ah, so what are we going to do? Newcomer. Are you going to try it?”

“My skills are doubtful, but what can I do? I have to prove it.”

“Oops. You have great confidence. It looks like the boy is right! Are you a knight or something? Is that woman your servant?”

What is the attendant? He’s a warrior like Garam, you idiot.

“It’s none of your business. It doesn’t matter if that woman is my attendant.”

“No…. Few women follow weak men in this harsh world. This older brother is worried that you might be abandoned.”

Oh, is that so? I’m so sorry for worrying about others.

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Dreng grabs the handle of his sword and confronts me.

Looking at the way he talks or his behavior, there is no answer, but his skills seem to be rather good.

It is clear from the moment that the posture is the skill of wielding the sword a lot.

“Iris. Take it.”

“Yes? Uh? Huh?!”

To wield Master’s sword against a guy like that is an insult itself.

So I untied the sword tied around my waist and gave it to Iris.

Then, of course, Dereng responded with a sense of rage, asking what he was doing.

“Hey, what are you doing….”

Ugh-.

Ha, a baby. It’s terribly noisy.

I decided to crush the snout first before any more f*cking sounds came out.

Even though Garam has a very free-spirited atmosphere.

Though it is said that there are no clear rules among followers.

Still, the names are those who follow my disciples.

Would you write it if you show that you have not been educated at home?