All Warriors Are My Disciples

Chapter 22

22. Catch

Why is Iris looking around so much?

Like a pooped puppy, he keeps looking for something.

She soon found out why.

“My name is Iris. Nice to meet her.”

“Really? She’s a pretty name I am….”

“….”

Currently, Iris is talking about this and that because she suddenly became close with a girl with one eye.

What can I say when she sees that figure. I must say she is a little odd.

She would rather think that if she sticks with some weird guy, she can’t help it.

He is showing a close relationship with a woman, not a man.

Although Iris is a problem because her personality is so bright.

That’s my true self, which I show only to myself and her close friends.

Even when she saw Master for the first time right away, she felt a lot of difficulty.

Since she has a teacher like Garam, she was at least a bit closer.

Maybe it’s because of the fact that I was an orphan before I picked him up.

In front of other people, he didn’t even talk to me first, and showed a timid appearance.

I clearly remember that guy, but he approached me without hesitation like that?

It’s not even someone I know, it’s the first time I’ve seen you today?

There is something. To be precise, it’s aiming for something.

“Newbie.”

When she turned her head, she saw the scar from the fact that she had hit her bald head earlier.

He handed me a cigarette and said, ‘Do you smoke?’ I shook my head.

Master is someone who smokes when he’s bored, but I’m a non-smoker.

Thanks to that, I suffered quite a bit of pain from secondhand smoke, but now I’m used to it, and I’m confused whether I’m a non-smoker or a smoker.

“What is it? Don’t you smoke?”

“I am a non-smoker.”

“Unexpected. It’s hard for people who eat knives like us to live without cigarettes.”

“… I understand a little about being a source of strength when times are tough, but it doesn’t pull me off.”

“Then I won’t recommend it any more. It’s me, save a cigarette and it’s good.”

After saying that, the scarred man lights a cigarette.

Then he turns his head and exhales smoke once in the opposite direction.

Bastard, but you know how to keep the minimum manners.

If smoke blew in front of me, they let me eat a cigarette.

“Did you say servant? That girl.”

“To be precise, you should call me a disciple. I am responsible for teaching.”

“Is that so? But what happened to this group all of a sudden?”

“I didn’t come to join you.”

“You didn’t come in?”

“I was just passing by and mingled here for a moment.”

The scarred man looked at me incomprehension.

So I roughly mixed several things and gave an explanation.

Originally, I was in a nearby city, and I took a student to go on a trip.

Then I accidentally ran into the warrior of the sword and followed him once.

Because the disciple was very curious about the hero and wanted to see his followers.

“… So you’re not interested in following the hero of the sword.”

“Exactly. If the student loses interest, you can leave right away.”

“This isn’t some kind of mercenary group going on a picnic, isn’t it a little bit like saying that?”

“Looking at that level of baldness earlier, it looked similar to the mercenaries, right? Is not it?”

Let’s try provocation once.

The characteristics of those who ate a little bit of knives, their pride in themselves is great.

If it’s me, I won’t be ignored anywhere. It’s pretty strong no matter how I look at it. Something like that

The characteristic of these guys is that they don’t like being compared to people similar to them.

To be honest, there is no difference between a mercenary group and a group of followers following a hero.

It would be really fortunate if it had some noble purpose.

From my point of view, there seemed to be more people who weren’t there.

Now, how will our scarred man react?

It would be a bit unfortunate if it was on the same level as bald.

Since you’re not bald, there’s no extenuating circumstances.

“I have nothing to say when you say that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Looking at your ability to smash the bald bastard, I think you’ll be at the level of the guys around you. It means that even though it is not as strong as the hero, it has the power to carry out one’s will. If a person like that would act that way, wouldn’t there be a reason?”

“Because I am weak, I will shut up. What is this?”

“It just means that you seem to have good reasons for your decisions and actions.”

It’s a cheap provocation, but if you’re a low-level guy, you’re bound to get caught.

The scarred man just shrugged his shoulders and didn’t even show an expression of displeasure.

The force may be there, but it’s proof that the heart is fine.

If a guy like this is a demon worshiper, it will be quite a headache.

If I hadn’t had eyes to see, I would have tried to subdue it like this and investigate.

You don’t have to go far, everything is okay if you just learn from the master.

It is a pain that no matter how patient I am, I cannot bear it.

I was tested by my master once, to the point that I couldn’t sleep properly for three days.

That’s why writing is very ambiguous if you’re not sure.

Because I’m tired again if I catch someone for no reason.

“Come to think of it, you said you came from a city around here, right?”

The scarred man who can’t know what’s inside me sighs and opens his mouth.

When he nodded, he continued, touching his chin.

“Some people passed by before the hero arrived. But they said that a warrior appeared. At first, I thought it was the warrior of the sword, but it seems that’s not the case. Do you know anything?”

“I don’t know exactly, but they say there was an attack by monsters. At that time, one person came forward and said that he had slaughtered all those monsters.”

“As expected… Do you know anything more about what kind of warrior you are?”

“I don’t know. They say he disappeared without giving his name. Even now, the opinions of the people in the city are divided as to whether it is an existing hero or a newly born hero.”

Actually, that hero is sitting right there chattering.

My words left a scar, and he nodded his head, saying, “As expected.”

“Is it because the number of monsters has increased recently? To hear the hero appeared again.”

“Unlike how he looks, he seems to follow the warriors a lot, doesn’t he?”

“… If I were as handsome as you, I would have lived the same way I do now. The hero is the world’s only hope. Those who will save us from monsters, worshipers of demons, and monsters.”

“The number of warriors is not small, but there are so many things to do.”

“Yes. That’s why we are trying to help, even if it’s pathetic. I don’t know about you, but more than half of the people here have lost family, friends, or someone important to monsters or monsters.”

At the scar man’s words, I sneakily looked around.

You don’t have to follow anyone, just join the knights or mercenaries.

Otherwise, they are at a level where they can live quite decently once they join the military.

I can’t say that I have strong skills, but I can say that I am above average.

Such people have come to this group of followers who may die while working for no reward.

A sense of duty, or a sense of mission. Or the resonant mind that wants to succeed even as a warrior.

I expected him or even those who secretly harbor daggers and aim for the right time.

Coming to think of it, there was one more category besides that.

“Revenge?”

“You can see that.”

“It’s fleeting. The hero is not the one who will avenge you.”

“The hero said that too. I am not the one to avenge you.”

“Is there any reason to follow the hero even after hearing that?”

Scarred smile at my question.

It’s not that I’m laughing or laughing in a bad way.

I was just asked a very obvious question, and I had to give a very obvious answer.

It was the kind of smile people like that used to make.

“I told you. They are the only people who can bring this broken world back. Warriors are like that. So I will follow you.”

“What about revenge?”

“I want to kill them all and eat the raw flesh. But that’s not enough. It’s not just about catching a few monsters and killing them. We shouldn’t let them get what they want. The despair they want to give us. I will continue to follow the hero until I remove all of them.”

“….”

“That’s true revenge in my opinion.”

This is the man with the scar, this bastard. He’s a better guy than I thought.

If you’re serious about saying that, even though your skills aren’t great, your heart is amazing.

If even that was acting, it wouldn’t be enough to give him the Best Actor Award.

If he really wins that prize, that bastard will die at my hands 100 percent.

“Looks like you have something to say.”

“Wherever you go, there is a story. But who would be a little more miserable? That’s what’s important.”

After that, the scars remained, ‘Oh, it’s hot. sh*t!’ And let go of the cigarette.

The reason was that I was not able to burn half of it because I was chatting with me, and I was holding it in my hand.

“Tsk. Too bad.”

The scar left the cigarette that had been crushed by the foot, and took out the cigarette again.

Then he writes and inhales the smoke.

‘Are all these parts implemented?’

Even though it was a game that boasted extreme difficulty in selecting one character.

Why I couldn’t stop playing this damn game.

Each of the main characters, as well as the extras who just passed by, each had their own story.

Those stories change little by little due to interactions.

If you get involved in various places with your own link, at some point it becomes a big incident.

It’s not just following the main quest, it’s that I can make a route myself.

And I remember seeing a story similar to the scarred man a few times.

Parents, children, lovers, family, and friends.

The survivors are enraged after losing such precious people to the beings who are hostile to this world.

It was a story of them dying while following the warrior, unleashing their resentment.

“Not good.”

“What?”

“Not so much.”

Even when I was playing games, I didn’t like this kind of thing.

It was all the more so when I thought I was hearing the story right in front of my eyes.

It feels like my heart is getting heavy for no reason, and I feel like I’m in a bad mood.

I got up from my seat and approached Iris.

The guy was just getting up from his seat as if he had just finished talking.

“Ah!”

“Huh?!”

Suddenly, Iris stumbles and she falls forward.

She didn’t get caught on anything in particular, but falling down was a bit odd.

If it was his physical ability, he could turn his body right at that level.

Even so, that guy just collapsed as if he hadn’t thought about it at all.

Boo Woowook!!-

Thanks to that, the coat the one-eyed woman was wearing was torn.

It wasn’t old, but the leather looked quite tough.

All of a sudden, the opponent wasn’t just a woman, her low-level monster was a warrior who defeated her with her bare hands.

Thanks to that, the clothes were torn as they were, and they became tattered in an instant.

“Oh?”

“Oops! Sin, sorry!”

“Hi-go.”

I’ll be thrilled. If it was a tough leather outfit like that, it would probably not be clothing, but it would also serve as armor to protect against cold and injury.

I broke it in one shot, so it’s also a job to apologize and compensate.

I’m thinking about how the hell I should punish my student again.

Tok!-

Suddenly, something fell from the inside pocket of the one-eyed woman’s torn coat.

“… Under?”

The moment I saw that, I sighed.

Other humans here probably don’t know what that is.

I’ve never seen it, and I don’t know what it is exactly.

On the outside, it must look like a small crystal.

“Iris.”

But I know.

That crystal is a kind of communication device used by demon worshipers.