Max Level Miscellaneous Character

After sending the coffins to the temple of Kundara, Ivan moved to a nearby bar.

Delfino had something to report to Denomination, and Ferocious Tooth wanted to wash his body quickly. Irene said that the tobacco ran out and she had to make a new one.

Ivan could have been alone for the first time in a while, but he couldn’t. The martial artist Mathias was with him because of the old relationship after a long time.

The martial artist Mathias was a middle-aged man whose hair had changed in several places.

Although Ivan wouldn’t believe he was getting old at all when he saw his full muscle.

Gulp, gulp!

“Wow! Kyaa. I’ve been to many places, but I like the taste of beer here. There are rumors that Dwarves also order from here.”

Mathias, who exhilaratingly drank the beer, wiped his lips and looked at Ivan.

“You still look strong. How are you? How have you been?”

“Well, it’s the same. I run around and cut. Earning a living like that.”

The scale seems to have grown a lot recently, but the essence has not changed. He was living somewhere while heaping and collecting rewards.

“I heard that Denomination’s army fought the demon and won, but seeing you in the procession with them, it seems that you are also there? I guess there’s a lot of accidents.”

“It’s a job that requires a sword, but nowhere is not dangerous. It doesn’t matter who the opponent is.”

“Huh, that’s right. That was the spirit of a Norse warrior.”

When Mathias burst out in admiration, Ivan hid the bitter laugh, pretending to be drinking his beer. (dlazarturead(dot)wordpress(dot)com)

The spirit of a Norse warrior is a sham. Just when did he have something like that.

Others saw him and said he was walking the path of a hero, but Ivan didn’t think so at all. He was just an ordinary person. He is moderately selfish, moderately good-natured. So, he is a person who is neither coldly cut off nor embracing everything.

He hid his bitter smile, but he couldn’t hide his bitter eyes. Mathias looked at Ivan’s face and nodded his head.

“I think it’s been about 3 years since we broke up in Andorel, but a lot of things must have happened. Your eyes got deeper than before.”

“I realize the preciousness of life every day. You’re bound to become a sage if a blade passes through your neck.”

“Huh, I was serving the Great Sage.”

“Thanks to the Thunderstep you gave me.”

At those words, Mathias looked at him with a puzzled look.

“It’s not what I taught you. It’s what you learned. You stole it on your own.”

“Didn’t you tell me to learn it if I can?”

“Huh, yes. That’s right. How could I know then that there is a guy who can steal technique just by hearing an explanation? It’s ridiculous.”

Mathias chuckled for a while, then suddenly hardened his expression and spoke his words.

“I heard the story. They said you beheaded Julia?”

Julia Miller. A disciple of Mufa Thunderwolf. The person who carried out a quest like with him for a while, and betrayed him in the midst of it.

Ivan thought of his and answered slowly.

“That’s right. I cut her head off.”

At that, Mathias shut his mouth and looked at Ivan. Ivan had no idea what the meaning of the emotion in those eyes was.

“Are you guys close?”

Mathias nodded his head heavily.

“She was a junior that I cherished. When she was young, I even taught her the basics myself. When she was young, she was a very bright and cute child. I don’t know if you will believe it.”

“Why, do you want revenge?”

Mathias averted his gaze at the question. He said, looking down at the floor.

“Revenge? Why should I? If there is oppression against the Mufa, we will fight together, but there is no sense of personal revenge. Even more so if she was blinded by her greed and suffered in vain. For what reason would I cry for revenge?”

Each of the practitioners of Mufa Thunderwolf was an independent individual. To distinguish between those who learned earlier and those who learned later, they called each other seniors and juniors.

Mathias’ words fit the spirit of Mufa Thunderwolf. So Ivan had no choice but to ask.

“You seek an answer because you have not found the truth, and you are a trainer because you have not seen the end. Isn’t it natural for a human being to be shaken?”

“… Would you be okay? If I am throwing a tantrum.”

“I received a lot of help from you in Andorel. I will pay you back for that time.”

At those words, Mathias closed his eyes for a long time and then pulled out his words with difficulty.

“I’ve always wanted to be a good person. But life is not easy.”

He stood up from his seat with hardened eyes.

“Just for one night, I will have a bad relationship with you.”

Ivan and Mathias left the wall and moved to a distant open space. When they reached a secluded place with no people at all, the two stood looking at each other.

“You’ve gotten a lot stronger. The mood has changed.”

At Mathias’ words, Ivan nodded slowly.

“If I hadn’t, I would have lost my life. There are always fights that are difficult to deal with.”

“Huh, that’s right. That’s the fate of people like us. Isn’t it fate that we fight over and over until we can’t win, and eventually we fall?”

“I don’t like that ending.”

“So do i.”

Crackle!

bang!

Blue lightning flashed at the same time, and suddenly they were close to each other. The ax Ivan pulled out exploded into Mathias’ fist, and Mathias’s kick swept past Ivan’s bangs.

Ivan stepped back to widen the distance, but Mathias caught up with him at his pace. Thunderstep proficiency was higher for Mathias. Ivan couldn’t shake him off with the same technique.

Whoosh!

Flames rose from Ivan’s body. When the heat suddenly struck, Mathias had no choice but to frown. With that gap, Ivan took out his sword and swung it.

Kang!

The sword that Ivan wielded bounced off Mathias’ armor. He tilted his body and let the sword flow.

Instead of using a weapon, the martial artist was properly equipped with armor to protect his body.

The first thing they learn is how to protect themselves, not how to attack. It was difficult to hit an attack just like a heavily armed knight.

Woo-.

Not only did he block his attack, but Mathias inflated his magical powers in reverse and shook it up. To the extent that Ivan’s hands instantly numb. (dlazarturead(dot)wordpress(dot)com)

While Ivan was still, Mathias swung his fist. He twisted his waist as light as an arrow with his legs firmly on the floor.

bang!

Ivan’s body is pushed back. He used the golden shield hidden in the form of a bracelet to block Mathias’ fist, but he was shocked as it could not block it.

Then Mathias quickly clung to him and swung his fist once more.

Thunderbolt, as fast and powerful as lightning strikes.

Crackle!

Ivan flew away, smashed a tree, and fell to the ground. Seeing him rolling on the floor like that, Mathias said coldly.

“You’ve got a lot of tricks up your sleeve.”

Ivan, who had fallen with the horse, disappeared like smoke. And he suddenly found himself standing behind Mathias and holding a sword.

“If you want revenge, do your best. Don’t hold back.”

“Man, you’re very cheeky.”

“I wasn’t very polite before too.”

“Yeah, your tone was a bit of a jerk.”

Ting!

Mathias quickly turned back and clenched his fist. Mathias, who slashed the tip of Ivan’s sword, which was aiming at his back, and dug into his arms, slashed his chest with his elbow.

thud!

A hammer-like attack. Ivan’s body stopped in place without trying to step back a long way. A storm blew out of his body.

Whew!

A wind like a sharp blade brushes past. Each time he swung the sword, a deep gorge was formed on the ground and the air was torn apart. A fierce storm struck Mathias.

Shh!

As he watched Ivan’s sword descending like a dragon’s head, Mathias put his hands on his side.

And he swung his fist full of his mana. As sharp as the teeth of a hungry wolf.

Mufa Thunderwolf’s Biggie, Arangin.

Sskk!

The storm breaks. Mathias stopped the wind and walked over to Ivan. The teeth of a hungry wolf chewed him up.

Then Ivan mumbled.

“Bági ulfs (the enemy of the wolf)”

The wolf’s teeth, which were trying to pierce him, stopped, and the split storm gathered at one point. Ivan’s sword shot out. It tore the wolf’s mouth and burrowed into it.

Mathias’ fist was no longer a wolf’s teeth. The hungry wolf, unable to chew and swallow its prey, had no choice but to fall.

bang!

Mathias rolled over the floor. A strong shock shook him and he lost consciousness.

After the storm had passed, Ivan stood alone in the quiet vacant lot. He stroked the nape of his neck.

Drip.

Red blood was dripping down. They would have cut the artery if it had been a little deeper.

Whoops!

Ivan’s wounds burned. He made it into a fantasy using the power he used before.

“Come out. It’s bothering me.”

Ivan shouted that out loud, and Irene tumbled down from the tree where no one was there.

“I thought you are making a new tobacco.”

“I was going to. If you hadn’t gone out the gates at night.”

She fluttered her robe and bit her tobacco pipe in her mouth. She inhaled deeply and then said.

“You’re the singularity. You might be able to change our fate. It’s natural for me to worry. Why? Are you uncomfortable?”

At that, Ivan snorted.

“It’s okay. I’m used to being stalked.”

It wasn’t much of a surprise compared to the gloomy guys looking down from above.

“What’s your relationship with him? You came all the way here at night to have a blast.”

When Irene pointed to Mathias and asked, Ivan couldn’t think of anything to say.

Ivan looked at him with complicated eyes.

“He said he was taking revenge, but he couldn’t. What a stupid man.”

In the end, Mathias could not reveal all his hidden power. Like a hungry wolf, his fists that should have moved without thinking about anything are full of clutter. (dlazarturead(dot)wordpress(dot)com)

He cried for revenge, but he could not overcome his anguish in the end. He was a good man until the end.

If he had fought sincerely and rushed in with the will to kill Ivan, it would have been a much fiercer fight than it is now.

“What? I don’t know what it is, but you don’t think he is going to take your life? Well, children usually grow up fighting.”

Irene muttered like that. From an elf’s point of view, humans look young no matter how old they are.

“Then let’s go in now. I need to finish making the tobacco… What are you doing?”

Whoosh.

Ivan responded by squatting and rummaging through the pockets of the fainted Mathias.

“You have to take care of what you need.”