Only I Am Immune to Magic

Episode 017. your sword is broken

Jakeline was a well-known family that had long been in existence even in the rugged Tmoline Mountains.

They gathered the small families of the mountain range and hunted monsters, but they eventually disappeared from the world due to an attack by demons that occurred a few years ago.

At that time, the demons who attacked were nobles who were pushed out of the demon realm’s territorial dispute and collapsed.

Originally, it was a shame to run away from a fight between demons, but he hid himself in the Tmolin Mountains over the northern wall to save his life.

Having settled in the northwest of the relatively unpopulated mountain range, he began to turn the surrounding area into a land of death to fill the lack of magic.

It was the beginning of a disaster.

A few mountain villages that continued their lives by gathering herbs and catching animals disappeared every day, and the soldiers who went to protect them also collapsed helplessly.

Jaqueline hurriedly informed the nearby territory of the appearance of demons and fought desperately, but when reinforcements arrived, most of them were already dead or turned into monsters.

After a few days of desperate struggle, the demons were subdued, but the aftereffects they left behind were great.

The people who followed Jaqueline were scattered and absorbed into other territories, and most of them became demons or were killed due to Maggie Syndrome.

Several years have already passed, but monsters that have eaten and mutated demons still appear in the area.

“Do you still hold grudges against other families? Is that why you came to do me?”

“… … There is no grudge. I forgot all about that.”

Rhaast looked down at the broken sword and shook his head.

Oddhaken was the first family to come to Jaqueline’s request for support.

At the time, he resented them for coming late, but Rast himself knew well that they did their best to run.

I could still see the tired appearance of the knights coming through the rugged mountains.

“Then it must be because of the money.”

“Well, yes. Our master knows a lot. Be honest. You’ve been living as a mine slave since you were young, right?”

Rhaast asked while holding the sword in pieces.

I pretended to be fine on the outside, but the sound of my heart beating like crazy hit my eardrums.

Before coming here, he received all the information about Aaron from Count Arnin.

At first, I thought he was just a slave in the mines who had become a master by luck.

In addition, to know his identity and the location of his younger brother, which he did not tell anyone.

At this point, the boy in front of me started to get scared.

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Aaron put the remaining sword fragment in his hand on the table in front of the sofa and crossed his arms.

“Gurarani. I’ve been thinking about it since the first time I saw it, but isn’t it too nasty to talk about even though I’m a free knight?”

His voice was too calm for breaking the blade with his bare hands.

I couldn’t predict what was going on in my mind.

Raast swallowed dry saliva and gathered his heart.

“What would my original temperament be like?”

“okay? Great. Then I’ll match you.”

Aaron threw down the book on the sofa and lay down on his side.

Raast’s eyes widened at the unexpected action.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? do i fit you? Oh, it’s hard to be a noble.”

Aaron loosened the belt around his waist and undid a couple of buttons on his shirt.

The feeling of breathing that was blocked.

No matter how long I wore this bizarre aristocratic outfit that clung to my body, I couldn’t get used to it.

“… … You were wearing a pretty thick mask.”

Rhaast laughed in vain.

Sometimes it’s serious like a wooden stone, sometimes it’s cunning like a fox, and sometimes it’s light like a monkey.

Even an aged nobleman who had been in the imperial palace for decades would not have been able to show such a colorful appearance.

“I’m also naturally temperamental.”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like Bocchan.”

“I didn’t even know I was like this. Until I met Lord Oberyn.”

‘Peer.’

Aaron looked at Rhaast and exhaled his peer.

The effect was insignificant due to the difference of dozens of levels, but it was enough to cause a ripple in the disordered mind.

“Oberyn… … . So, was the rumor true?”

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Rhaast felt a shudder run through his body.

Is it because of the name Oberyn?

He couldn’t bear to meet Aaron’s eyes and averted his gaze.

It is relatively common for aristocratic sons to be followed by outrageous rumors.

It’s because it’s intentionally spread in the family to build authority, or it’s because bards who like to talk about it all the time.

But Aaron was real.

He regarded the heroic epic as childish children’s play, but the hero’s name flowed out of Aaron’s mouth, so it never felt light.

Aaron looked at Rhaast for a moment and then nodded.

“okay. It was Lord Oberyn who revealed your true identity.”

“Lord Oberyn told me about me? why… … .”

“They told me not to miss out on the talent needed for the great cause.”

“The talent needed for the great cause?”

Rhaast tilted his head with a confused expression.

“From my point of view, you are a great knight. If it weren’t for Maggie Syndrome, he would have surpassed even my father by now.”

“Isn’t that a bit dangerous?”

“I am only telling the truth. Honestly, do you think so too?”

“… … .”

Rhaast couldn’t answer easily.

Before suffering Magi Syndrome, he was on the verge of becoming a Sword Expert.

However, after getting sick after the invasion of demons, instead of improving his skills, he was gradually regressing.

It was because the encroaching demonic body was interfering with the operation of mana.

“Did you think about what I just said?”

“Did you just say that?”

“Ah, you know why?”

“If you are talking about a lifetime contract, I will decline. I hate being chained up.”

“Even if it cures magi syndrome?”

“hahahaha. You have to hit it hard enough. Who believes that?”

Rhaast snorted with excitement.

Even if it is true that Aaron received Oberyn’s blessing, it will not cure Maggie Syndrome.

How could he treat a disease that even the saintess, who is said to be God’s agent, could not cure?

“okay. Stop and go.”

“yes?”

“If you don’t believe me, stop and go.”

“uh… … . Didn’t you just say that you are a necessary talent for a great cause? Sir Oberyn told me not to miss… … .”

“hmm? That’s Lord Oberyn’s idea.”

“… … .”

After talking moderately, Raast, who was trying to find out some information, put on a dumbfounded expression.

As he stood still, Aaron continued.

“Talented man, there must be more if you look for it. My errands are over, so get money from my aunt and buy some holy water and drink it. Lord Oberyn says that one or two months is the limit, but I will pray for you in advance.”

He even knew how much Rhaast’s lifespan was left.

In the end, what I regretted was Rast.

“Then, please tell me, at least briefly, how to treat it. After listening… … .”

“Uh huh, why does someone you know have such a long tongue? Why am I giving out such advanced information for nothing? won’t you go out? Calling the guards?”

Aaron looked toward the door and took a deep breath.

Rhaast hurriedly rushed at the gesture that looked like he was going to shout at any moment.

“Guard! town!”

“all right! Got it!”

Before he could scream, a gloved hand covered Aaron’s mouth.

‘okay. I have to come out like this.’

Aaron looked into Raast’s shaking eyes and smiled in repentance.

He was well aware of how desperate Rhaast was.

Rhaast didn’t care about his own death at all, but he wanted to save his younger brother somehow.

It is a self-evident fact that if he dies, the younger brother will also die.

With only a few months left to live, he must have felt like grabbing at a straw.

“Ummm, um.”

A moment later, Aaron gently pointed to the hand that covered his mouth.

“I’ll let you go if you promise not to shout.”

“hmm.”

Rhaast removed his hand only after confirming that Aaron nodded.

“So, are you going to sign a lifetime contract?”

The longer you talk, the more thoughts you have.

Aaron uttered the main point without saying anything else.

Rhaast’s face crumpled like a sheet of paper at Aaron’s question that came in without a break.

“Is there really no other way?”

“Don’t hate it.”

“Ugh! Who doesn’t like it? Sit down!”

Rhaast forced Aaron, who jumped up from the sofa, to sit down.

“Whoa, I’ll do something. Instead, there are conditions.”

“condition?”

“yes. Since you said you know how to cure magi syndrome, please cure me and my brother within a week.”

“okay.”

“If you don’t like that, then I… … . yes?”

Of course, knowing that he would object, Raast, who was preparing his next words, tilted his head.

Aaron looked at him blankly.

“If I want to use you for a long time, I need to treat the disease as quickly as possible. Even if you didn’t tell me, I was going to cure the disease if I signed a contract. If you can’t fix it, you can cancel this contract.”

Raast’s remaining lifespan is a few months at most.

He had no intention of killing the knight he had signed a contract with for the first time in his life like that.

‘I have something to get from your sister.’

Raast’s younger sister, Leah, appears as a mid-boss blocking the way to catch her brother in the game.

If you rescue it before it turns into a monster, you can get something comparable to the ancient heritage, so it was worth keeping alive even if it wasn’t Raast’s request.

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After looking at Aaron for a moment, Rast took off his helmet and got down on one knee.

I could see the rough stone-like forehead, the small horns growing above it, and the eyes that had turned yellow due to being consumed by demonic energy.

Symptoms of typical magi syndrome.

It looked like anyone would scream and run away, but Aaron just calmly watched him.

“I, Raast Jakeline, swear by the glory of a forgotten family… … .”

Soon, the oath of allegiance began to flow from Rhaast’s mouth.

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“young master. Please accept it.”

“You didn’t say no.”

“Aren’t I begging like this? I felt Lord Oberyn in your sword. Please forgive me for ridiculing and ignoring it because it was nonsense.”

“I don’t mind that gossip. But apart from that, I have no money. Even if I sign a contract, what use is it if I can’t fulfill my lord’s duty?”

that evening. A rare scene unfolded at the Odd Haken Mansion.

Rhaast was following Aaron and begging him to serve him as his lord.

“I don’t need money as long as I can stand by and watch Lord Oberyn return.”

“There is no loyalty without a reward. Doesn’t the wonder know better how precious money is? How could you use a vassal without a single penny?”

Rhaast followed Aaron wherever he went until sunset.

The rooms and corridors of the mansion, the gymnasium, study, and even the dining area.

Not one or two people saw it, so rumors spread quickly.

“How long do I have to do this? I am truly ashamed to die.”

late evening. A dark place in the backyard of the mansion.

Rhaast, who had always followed Aaron, looked around and said.

Fortunately, no one was out in the backyard at this time.

“I can’t help it because the people in my family don’t look at you well. I have to do something like this.”

“If you die like this, please write on the tombstone that you were embarrassed.”

“Isn’t that better than dying as a monster?”

“I am not kidding.”

“I’m not kidding either.”

“… … my sword cries Cry.”

“Your sword is broken.”

“… … .”

Raast finally shut up.

I felt it from the time I was alone in my room earlier, but Aaron was not an opponent he could win.

“It is over now. Just one more.”

“No, you say it’s over, what more do you do?”

Rhaast asked with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.

“It’s easy. Since the groundbait has been sprinkled, now we are driving a wedge.”

“A wedge?”

“okay. Just do this and you’ll be able to leave tomorrow. Wouldn’t it be nice if you could treat your illness quickly?”

Aaron smiled and looked up at the sky.

The moon was bright.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

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