All Warriors Are My Disciples

48. Forbidden

“Disciple. The carriage seems to be better than I thought.”

“I’m so glad you did.”

“This is not bad. It suits the principal.”

“I’m so glad you did.”

“Aren’t you comfortable too? Also, the place where this carriage just came from is also said to be nearby.”

“I’m so glad you did.”

“Why did you react so coldly? Is there any problem?”

Is there a problem? The problem… That’s it.

What would you do if I told you now? It only hurts my head more.

To me, Master is truly amazing and has absolute dignity.

But now I realized that it was limited to the appearance of an absolute strong.

Other than that, Master was at a lower level than the average person.

In the first place, to say the only people who have experienced it here are me and my students.

In addition, it is said that he reigned as the Heavenly Demon in Gangho for a very long time.

Considering that the Demonic Cult is a rather abnormal place where ‘power’ is given priority unconditionally.

Of course, I couldn’t have expected a normal human relationship.

When it comes to dealing with ‘other people’, it was said that it was a joke.

“Is it because of that pig?”

“There are other reasons, but some of them too.”

“I didn’t kill you, so it didn’t work.”

Yes. He literally didn’t kill.

I made it so that you can’t even play the role of a person who beats until the moment you die.

An unknown nobleman who gave his teacher a disgusting look.

He’s a pitiful guy who doesn’t even know who he said he was a b*tch to.

Looking at the aristocrat, Master laughed and raised his hand.

What happened soon after was not surprising.

A red waterfall started to flow from his nose with one blow from Master’s slap.

His lips were all bursting with blood, and his face even swelled up.

– Neue? –

While bleeding profusely, he stared blankly at Master.

Did you say you can’t feel it when you’re too embarrassed?

It seemed that he couldn’t even accept what had happened to him.

Teacher smiled once more and slapped the other cheek as well.

– Whoa! –

In the mouth, something white falls into the water.

Looking at it, it seemed that some of the teeth were missing.

Then, realizing what had happened to him, he let out a scream.

– Baron! –

He was of course accompanied by a few escorts in the form of aristocrats.

Since my master has been attacked, it is only natural to rush at him.

In the midst of that, Master exclaimed, “Oh, wow.”

– Nice. They are subordinates who rush at once for the sake of their master. That choice is respected. –

I wonder if the person he respects broke all the limbs of the escorts?

Maybe it was because he really respected me and ended up at that level.

Originally, he would have cut off his arm or leg, but his head.

The problem is that they tried to throw away the escorts with all their limbs broken.

When I asked why he was like that because I fainted, the answer was even more absurd.

This kind of despair makes a great escort warrior or something.

Thanks to that, I had to sweat a lot to stop Master.

They still don’t know that I am the teacher of the warriors.

It hasn’t even been a day since they revealed their identities, and these guys are from all over the world.

In a world where there is no phone or internet, there will be limits to the spread of rumors.

So it’s only natural that you don’t know about me in the current situation.

But he’s still the master of warriors.

It was obvious that everyone would die if I left it, but I couldn’t leave it.

It was not because I felt sympathy, but because it was the minimum conscience a person could have.

– Let’s take it? Where do you put all these? –

I noticed that Master didn’t like it very much.

But in the end, he decided to follow my will.

Of course, the inside of the wagon is prohibited, and some are put on top of the wagon.

I decided to cram the rest into the luggage compartment.

– Come on. Look, coachman. Hurry up and go the way you came. –

An opponent who has ruined his employer and his escorts is approaching.

The coachman managed to catch his spirit and replied that he would take me anywhere.

Thanks to this, the coachman became the only being freed from Master’s clutches.

Just like that, a storm passed.

Looking at the heavenly demon humming his song in that wide carriage.

I quietly turned her head to Iris, who was sitting next to her.

“… Iris. Maybe This is the situation right now.”

“There is a saying that history repeats itself, Master.”

This is an easy-to-understand answer.

Regressors are definitely different! Even if you are stupid, you can be normal!

So, the poor nobleman of this wagon.

It’s the same this time as well as the previous one that only Iris knew about.

It was a pitiful life of being turned into mush by Master twice.

He even said that pigs should not be ridden with people.

It was the master who had the aristocrat loaded into the carriage.

* * * * * * * * * *

A map of riding a wagon. No, I will correct it.

Four days have passed since the wagon was robbed.

Meanwhile, those with broken limbs were stopped in passing cities for treatment.

What if they talk about strange things?

The coachman, not anyone else, was so worried.

Well, I guess so. I shook my head.

She doesn’t want to meet that scary woman, so it’s normal for her to keep her mouth shut.

Still, if you make a fuss about it, that courage is commendable.

Of course, I couldn’t handle the aftermath that would happen.

“Yeah, but why don’t you drop me off… ?”

My escorts all threw it away as baggage.

I wonder if it bothered me that I was the only one who was still stuck in the luggage compartment.

One day, a noble asked such a question.

“Didn’t you say you were from the West?”

“Yes, yes. The best place in the West is where I rule….”

“You lie to the fullest. Everyone knows that the West is a land of nothing. A guy with anything in there would have three or four escorts with a baron title.”

“Ugh….”

“If you put a false tongue on your snout one more time, you can brush off all the remaining teeth.”

“I’m sorry. In fact, he is a mediocre manor baron. There’s nothing worth it, but I’ll do anything, so please just spare my life.”

Who said he would kill you? I just asked where I live, but why is the response like this?

I’ve never even hit you, and I’ve never participated in it, you bastard.

I even tried to stop the master who beat him up!

Why are you trembling more when you see me and not that master?

“First. I don’t intend to harm you. Second. But if you talk nonsense, you may think that way, third. So I ask again. You’re from the West, aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes. That’s right. It’s from the West, that’s right.”

“Then tell me in great detail what you know about the area.”

What I held out was the area where Iris was said to have disappeared.

Located in the west, it’s probably not too far from this bastard’s territory.

I could ask Iris, but I wonder if I’ll mess with the restrictions.

I decided to ask an aristocrat who is easygoing and also a local.

Fortunately, he had the belief that he could live.

He came out in a very cooperative manner.

Still, he throws out lines such as ‘I thought he would be safe even if he did this to a nobleman!’.

He didn’t seem like a guy who literally wanted to die from a stone head.

“Wait… Could you please show me the map properly? Oh, thank you. Let’s see. Once here… It seems to be the end of the West Coast as well. The one drawn next to it looks like a crab desert…. Well, if you’ll excuse me, may I ask where you got this map?”

As for where he came from, he is my fourth disciple who sent a letter to Garam.

Guardian warrior Gerard Gerenium sent it together.

He said that he had obtained the best he could and enclosed it.

There’s no way he got a bad or outdated map.

I wondered why this aristocrat was acting like this, but he nodded his head at the next words.

“It’s a very detailed and well-made map that is hard to find even in the west. In addition, the map fabric is of high quality… At this level, it is definitely a map that a high-ranking person would use.”

“The Sajok is about that. Why don’t you look at the map properly?”

“Sorry. Please let me live. Anyway, looking at this map… It seems to be there.”

There? What is that place I don’t have to tell you what it is.

“This is prohibited.”

“Forbidden?”

“Yes. By the way, forbidden refers to land where entry is restricted….”

“I know that. Something else.”

“Yes. I’m talking about a place that people on the west side never enter. Even if a monster chases us from behind, we will never run away to this area.”

“If people don’t go even if they die, there must be a reason. What is it, why?”

Then, the aristocrat scratches his head while giving off a look of embarrassment.

What is this, the moment when the words are about to come out of my lips.

He looks me in the eye and continues his stuttering words.

“As everyone knows, the original story was originally one, but then it is distorted and multiplied into dozens, right? You can think of it as similar. That’s why people don’t go.”

“You mean, you don’t know why.”

“Ahahahaha… That’ll be it, maybe… ?”

Maybe Mr. Park.

Still, his name is that of an aristocrat who can be said to be a local retainer.

I can’t say anything about the public opinion of the area or the rumors going around.

So you’re staying on the barony, you damn pig.

They put their arms around each other and sneak into each other.

And lower your voice to a level where you can understand this.

“There will be nothing. Give me the most predictable thing.”

“Well, that’s… From what I’ve heard, it was said to be the capital of what was once one of the ancient kingdoms. A place that was brilliant disappeared in an instant one day, and because of that, a curse was heard….”

An ancient kingdom.

It seems that there was an ancient kingdom where Iris disappeared.

As well as the news sent by the fourth disciple, Gerard, and the words of the locals.

At first, I thought it might just be a rumor, but it didn’t seem like it.

“Okay. Then let’s go there together.”

“Yes?”

“It’s difficult with just a map. I need a local to guide me. Let’s make a case.”

“Boo, it’s impossible! Why is the ban banned! It’s a place you shouldn’t enter, so it’s forbidden!”

The nobility stubbornly rejects it and strongly expresses its disapproval.

Not wanting to be cursed, wanting to live a long life.

But it seems this guy is misunderstanding something.

Because you treated me like a human being, it looked like I was asking for a favor.

No matter what, being a pig who disrespects Master doesn’t change.

“The place I want to go is forbidden. But if you say you won’t go, will this be your place of death? Pick one of them. Among the bans that can be cursed, and the limbs that die unconditionally.”