“The sword shouldn't be wielded like that. Try this.”

Park Muyeol held a short wooden sword as he stood next to a young trainee and started a brilliant demonstration. The other trainees exclaimed at the sight. However, Park Muyeol's expression was very complicated.

'In this way, their skills won't improve.'

The young people just stared and admired it. They seemed to have no interest in swordsmans.h.i.+p. In fact, it was virtual reality so it didn't matter if they learned it but this made Park Muyeol frown.

'I need to do something.'

The young people in front of him had no trigger right now. It would be nice if there was something to motivate them…

“Hey, Instructor Park Muyeol. You're working hard.”

The one who spoke from behind him had a familiar face. Dark skin. A clean head where not a single hair could be seen. A long wooden rod on the man's back. It was 'Momori' whom Park Muyeol had dueled with a few days ago. He looked around at the trainees and snorted.

“What brings you here?” Park Muyeol asked.

Momori wasn't very happy with Park Muyeol's appointment as a teacher. Maybe it was natural. It wasn't the top that was shaved but the bottom…

Apparently, he shaved it himself.

Park Muyeol stared at him with sympathetic eyes. Momori frowned. “Kuock. I said not to look at me like that.”

“…I'm sorry. By the way, what brings you here?”

“Take this. It was what I promised back then.”

[A Magic Power Hair-Clipper has been acquired.]

What? Why was he suddenly giving him this? Was this brat a pervert?

“At that time, I lost. As promised, I will give this to you.”

Ah, it was the quest reward. There was a message saying that the quest had been completed.

“…I don't need it.”

Park Muyeol tried to return it but the other person didn't accept. Inevitably, the Magic Power Hair-Clipper became the possession of Park Muyeol. d.a.m.n, this was disgusting. Momori gestured to the trainees in the rear with his chin. It was the Eighth Trainee Group that Momori was in charge of.

“The trainees I'm in charge of will soon finish their weapons training.”

Park Muyeol frowned at these foolish words.

“So what?”

“I lost in the fight against you. However, I can't admit that you raise better trainees than me.”

“What do you want?”

“I want to suggest a confrontation.”

“A confrontation?”

At the same time, a message popped up.

[An event has occurred due to a special situation.]

[Special Quest – Instructor Momori's Pride has begun.]

'Special quest?'

He had done a hidden quest a few days ago and hadn't expected to do something similar. By the way, this guy's pride must be very hurt.

Park Muyeol opened the window.

[Special Quest – Instructor Momori's Pride]

[Difficulty: B+

After losing against you, Momori still hasn't accepted the result.

He thinks that his loss was due to a momentary error.

If it wasn't for that, he would've won.

Prove yourself by beating him once again.

-Completion Conditions: Win the bet against Instructor Momori 0/1.

-Rewards: Momori's surrender.]

'Son of a b.i.t.c.h. Why is that the reward?'

The thought of being humiliated by this bald guy gave him gooseb.u.mps. However, Park Muyeol thought it was better than he thought. He thought he needed motivation and it came to him. “Okay. It is a bit hard now so how about a week later? I still need to train them.”

[The quest has been accepted.]

“Then I'll give you two weeks. Let's do it in front of the leader and other instructors. Huhu. It will be the Mulan's Night of our training camp.”

“…Okay then.”

[The quest has been partially updated.]

[The confrontation is in two weeks.]

He was a bit reluctant to compete like last time but it would be a good stimulus for the young people around him. They were looking this way with wide eyes.

“We are going to start the special training from now on.”

* * *

A week pa.s.sed and Windia gradually stabilized. The volcanic ash-covered fields gradually regained their blue colour and new plants started to sprout from the burned crops. All of this was thanks to the wind of revival that spread from Dimorte.

I sat in the carriage and looked out. The wind was very pleasant. “Refres.h.i.+ng!”

Kim Sujeong sat across from me and laughed. “Isn't it currently winter here?”

“I don't feel cold because I'm old.”

“If you get sick then tell me. I've been learning a lot from Camille these days. I never thought acupuncture would be so charming.”

When she and Gyeonso Dragon arrived in Windia, they were said to be speechless from the unexpected tragedy. I didn't know it because I logged out shortly after killing Minotaur but according to Kim Sujeong, many people had been bleeding and suffering. Gyeonso Dragon couldn't do anything and returned to Fortren, but she remained and practiced medicine. Fortunately, Camille seemed to be pa.s.sing on her medical skills.

“Learn a lot. Camille was taught by the Saint of Medicine.”

[The firefly star, “Camille,' is surprised at the mention of her mentor.]

[The firefly star, 'Camille,' is asking how you knew.]

“He is famous.”

I replied to the sky and Kim Sujeong sent me a suspicious glance. “Did you study this as well?'

“…Cough. Well, that's right.”

“It isn't something that can be learned through studying…”

s.h.i.+t. d.a.m.n.

“Don't ask me now. I'll explain it later.”

“I understand. I'm sure you must have a reason.”

She said so and went back to her acupuncture research. The light of a firefly in her hand repeatedly lengthened and shrunk. The Divine Firefly Acupuncture was a truly revolutionary treatment method that had a perfect harmony of East and West. It would be a great help if Sujeong acquired it.

The East Continent, far from here, generally used acupuncture to treat people but the West Continent, like this one, used magic to heal injured people. The Saint of Medicine brought these two advantages together to develop his own medical skills. Of course, he wasn't born with divine power so he could only develop it and couldn't use it directly.

However, Camille was different. Camille was a disciple of the Saint of Medicine in his last years before he died. She hadn't learned medicine for a long time but she was a genius and could quickly master divine acupuncture. Finally, it reached a point where even the dead could be saved and she became a constellation after dying. Then she transformed it into the Divine Firefly Acupuncture and made even more progress. Only time would tell how much Sujeong could master it. It might require a great deal of effort but she seemed pretty happy right now.

I was smiling warmly when I heard snoring from next to me. The snoring Kerenos turned back and opened his eyes. He must be ashamed. I saw him clearing his throat.

“Cough!”

I asked him, “I am the one going to be a village chief. Why are you following me?”

I was currently riding a carriage toward the village where I would be the village chief. It was still a village under development so there was no name. Kerenos spoke with a pensive expression, “Don't you know the reason?”

I hit his head with the handle of the spear next to him.

“Ack! Why are you hitting me?”

I told him, “d.a.m.n guy, how can I know that?”

“No, then say that. Why hit me?”

“Shut up. This guy!”

Thus, I hit him twice more.

Kim Sujeong burst out laughing and I calmed down a bit as I stared at him. Then as he rubbed the lump on his head, Kerenos opened his mouth, “It is naturally because of that weasel. What else can it be?”

“Punghee. This guy, do you still not know your sister's name?”

“No, how is she my sister?”

“Since I got it from your mother's house, she is naturally your sister. You!”

Kerenos' expression stiffened. At this point, I realized I had made a mistake. Cough. I had gone too far. It hadn't been long since Flora's death. I was feeling sorry when Punghee suddenly moved from the top of my head.

“Puuuung♡” Punghee seemed to be comforting Kerenos. She brushed her small tongue against his cheeks.

Fortunately, he smiled and touched the white fur with his big hands. “Punghee is indispensable to Windia. She is the sacred creature born from Huera's wishes. If we don't have this child then it will be hard for Windia to hold on. Of course, I don't know how it would be after the Temple of the Wind is rebuilt.”

“An annoying piece of luggage was added.”

At this time, construction on the Temple of the Wind hadn't started. Edward called the architects for a meeting and the conclusion was that it was better to build it in a safer place. The annoying thing was that he decided to build it in the village where I would be village chief. Now the builders were following along behind the carriage. By the way, why was that guy so quiet today?

'Hey, Mudur.'

[Grruk. Don't wake me up from my sleep, human.]

'Why are you sleeping these days?'

[Chwiik. Isn't this my heart? Why are you interfering?]

…Ah, the lid was opening again.

I was talking to him out of concern but he was picking a fight. If I could, I would've hit him with 100 knuckle hits.

'You still don't know how to get out of my body?'

[Bah. If I could then I would jump out straight away.]

'That's what I want to say.'

[Chwiik. Once again, if I get out then I will tear you apart with my own hands.]

'Be sure to do so.'

It was normal to be threatened with murder these days. A few days ago, I went to see Gorba because I wanted to get rid of this lunatic but he also couldn't explain the reason. Of course, he felt even more disbelief.

'Gorba, Mudur is currently living in my body.'

'Chwiik? Why are you talking nonsense all of a sudden?'

'Mudur seems to have been attached to me.

'Ohh! Really! What is he saying?'

'I want to tear you apart.'

'……'

Since then, Gorba looked at me like I was a strange worm. According to him, Mudur would never speak such vulgar words. He could probably say this because he had never met the real Mudur. After that, I sought some suggestions from the orc shamans but they still didn't know. They had no information about the b.l.o.o.d.y Orcs.

…Maybe it was only up to here. I decided to think about this later. In any case, I would have to return to the North Pole again someday. It was a question to think about then.

Finally, the carriage stopped.

“It looks like we've arrived.”

The door opened the moment that Kerenos spoke. The group descended and I got off as well. Drain could be seen in the carriage that followed. He said he wanted to ride a carriage by himself to focus on repairing my clothes. Drain walked over to me and offered me something familiar. “I've repaired it. Unfortunately, Ice Silk Road hasn't recovered.”

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome.”

I took off the Zigma set I was wearing and wore the clothes he handed me. There was the additional word 'repaired' in front of the name. Unfortunately, there really wasn't the Ice Silk Road skill but it couldn't be helped. I walked into the village entrance and a message came up.

[You have entered an unnamed frontier.]

[You have been appointed the chief of this place from today.]

[From now on, you can give commands to the villagers.]

I could issue commands. What commands could I give? The surroundings were full of agricultural fields. Most of the shabby houses were inhabited and the villagers living here seemed very simple. Then a young man in shabby clothes arrived. A fis.h.i.+ng rod was held in his hand and he had a very beautiful appearance for a man. His face looked like a gisaeng pretty boy.

“Who are you? What…”

Hrmm. He was rude.

I raised my hand and cut off his words. “Call me the village chief, you rotten guy.”

This was my first command.