I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I looked at the Fang Knight Order in its entirety.

There were fewer people than I’d expected.

“Is everyone here?”Upstodatee from

“That’s right.”

There were only five of them.

Even though it might feel like I wasn’t being treated like a direct descendant of the family head, this was still better than a swarm of soldiers.

In any case, this was beyond my expectations. The knights of the main house had never come for me in my previous life. This meant that my actions had created a change in the future.

Did Kayan already submit his report to the main house?

It had only been a week.

Considering the distance between the main house and this mansion, this feat was physically impossible, but it was possible if magical transportation methods were used.

“Why is the main house looking for me?”

“It is the family head’s order.”

“Order? What’s the order?”

“Yes. I will now relay the message the family head asked me to tell you.”

The one standing at the very front, the knight named Osel, cleared his throat.

“‘Luan Bednicker is to visit the main house to attend the Second Blessing Ceremony before the end of this month’.”

“...”

“...”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

I let out a dry laugh. “So, why is he calling me back for the Second Blessing Ceremony now?”

“It is the order of the family head.”

“Why?”

Osel looked surprised at my answer.

“Please excuse me, but I am just a messenger. There is no way I could know the family head’s thoughts.”

Honestly, if I had heard this in my past life, I would’ve shouted in celebration.

Depending on how I interpreted it, an order from the Lord of Blood and Iron to attend the Second Blessing Ceremony could mean that my father was giving me a final chance.

Of course, no such garden of hope was blooming in my head right now.

Something’s a little fishy.

Had Kayan’s report already gone through the Council of Elders and reached the ears of the Lord of Blood and Iron?

“Wait, when did you say the time limit was?”

“Before the end of this month.”

“And what’s the date today?”

“Today is the 17th of December.”

“There’s not even two weeks left.”

From this mansion situated at the edge of The Empire to the main house...

Even if I took a coach, two weeks was quite the tight deadline.

I just stared at the knights.

I considered whether they might be lying to make fun of me.

“We won’t be late if we go through the mountain range,” said Osel.

“The mountains?”

“The Gem Mountains, to be precise.”

I felt like I’d heard about them somewhere before.

“We came here through the Gem Mountains to survey the area on the way, and it took about a week.”

Now I realized why the group was so small. They’d been planning on taking me through the mountains to begin with.

A large group would only be cumbersome when climbing mountains instead of going across the fields.

...Since it’s the order of the family head, I don’t really have a choice.

Thoughts of elixirs filled my mind again.

Normally, practice was the safest and most surefire way to accumulate internal energy.

In comparison, inheriting the internal energy of another person, taking internal energy by force, and consuming mystic elixirs all had various degrees of risk.

But that wasn’t true for me right now.

Even if I were to consume an elixir, there was no chance that I would suffer side effects or fail to digest it properly.

This was a path I had already walked down.

I had already gone through the process of obtaining internal energy, learning external arts, and developing techniques I had learned and improving them. I had experienced quite a lot of things.

“No, wait.”

As the words “mystic elixir” and “Gem Mountains” crossed my mind together, a memory that had been buried resurfaced.

“Was it... the extreme fire herb?”

Just as the name suggested, it exuded extreme yang energy, and I had once heard that when it was observed by human eyes, it would stop growing, meaning extreme fire herbs had the easiest time growing in deep pockets of nature far from human sight...

“The Gem Mountains. I did think that name sounded familiar...”

I had heard that the biggest extreme fire herb was probably there.

The reason for the uncertainty in that sentence was that I’d never heard of anyone actually seeing the extreme fire herb for themself.

It might be odd, but the reason the extreme fire herb had become famous in the Gem Mountains was because of an insane criminal.

Fire Demon.

They were an arsonist who would cause fear all over The Empire in a few years, a lunatic who burned down around fifteen towns in only a year, and the number of victims was close to ten thousand.

In any case, they ended up getting caught by a knight order while trying to plan an arson attack on a major city.

However, the truth that was revealed after investigating their actions... was that he actually had the appearance of an ordinary young man.

He was a magician that used to be a part of the Red Tower.

None of the people close to him said that they’d felt like he was dangerous before he started doing this.

Due to the scale of the damages, the investigation and interrogations were thorough, and the reason this ordinary magician became the Fire Demon came to light.

It was because of the extreme fire herb.

The line between poison and medicine was razor-thin.

Too much medicine could become poison, and a well-rangled poison could become medicine.

The magician who consumed the extreme fire herb hadn’t been able to properly absorb the mystic elixir and had thus become the Fire Demon.

“...I don’t remember anything that could be of use.”

Of course, the extreme fire herb was the elixir I needed the most right now.

I would be able to absorb the herb that made an ordinary magician go insane.

But so what? Even though I knew the extreme fire herb was in the mountains, the search area was far too wide.

Searching just one mountain would take at least a few weeks, but I might have to look through the entire mountain range! It would be impossible unless I was extremely lucky.

I paused and realized that I had mostly finished packing up while thinking about such useless things.

Knock knock.

I heard a knock on the door, which I responded to without turning around.

“Come in.”

“Yes.”

Only after hearing that formal voice did I stop and turn my head. An unexpected person was standing there.

“Please excuse me, young master.”

“...”

Red hair and a full suit.

Standing there with a straight back and a stern, unchanging face.

Unlike the knights I had seen before, this was someone I already knew.

No, “knowing” didn’t do it justice.

This was the woman who, in my past life, had made me shiver in my boots at the mere mention of her name.

This was a source of fear.

Butler Arzan.

She was the one who had beaten up this body right before my regression.