Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation - Chapter 272 : Chapter 272
Chapter 272. You’re Having a Hard Time, Aren’t You (2)
“Hehe…. Hehehehe…. Uhihihihi….”
Everyone would think the same thing.
Looking at Oliver’s current state, that is.
“Why has he gone crazy?”
It was Jason, who had recently been under Patrick’s special care, who answered Patrick’s question.
“He’s in a relationship… keuk…. he says.”
“Really? He is?”
“So he says… ughhh….”
Kuuung!
Jason, who had been doing the very easy warm-up exercise of push-ups with Patrick on his back in a 10x gravity field, finally collapsed.
“Tsk tsk tsk, so weak…. At this rate, when are you ever going to reach the 7th star? Huh?”
“Can’t I just live like this?”
“Nope. You can’t.”
Tears no longer flowed.
His body had learned.
That doing so would only lead to muscle loss and make things harder.
“But Knight A in a relationship…. Is he really doing it with a living woman? Not some imaginary woman only he can see or something like that.”
“No, sir. The other knights have confirmed it too. Moreover….”
“Moreover?”
“She’s said to be pretty and even kind.”
Patrick made a rather surprised expression, then spoke with a serious face.
“It’s not something like she’s being blackmailed by having a weakness held against her, right?”
Look at the flimsy trust he had for a knight to whom he had personally bestowed a surname.
“We’ve investigated, but there are no signs of that.”
You investigated, huh.
What beautiful camaraderie it was.
Sanson, who had been listening to their conversation, chimed in.
“Grand Young Master. Please don’t disregard Oliver too much.”
“Why?”
Give me a reason why I should.
Towards Patrick, who was full of sincerity, Sanson let out a sigh and said.
“I saw her once too, and she was a good woman.”
“Is that so?”
“It is. Otherwise, who would like a troublemaker like that, who’s a nuisance, will never grow up, has a quick temper, and blows every paycheck at the bar?”
Is that a compliment too?
“She recognized Oliver’s true good points.”
“I see. Knight A’s true good points, you say.”
Patrick nodded with a proud expression.
Then he suddenly asked.
“What are they?”
“Well. How would we know?”
“……”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You can’t think of any either now that you have to say it, can you?”
“……”
Sanson simply averted his gaze, defending Oliver as much as he could.
Just then.
“Hello, everyone.”
The subject of the rumors appeared.
The moment she entered the training ground, which was filled with the smell of men’s sweat, it felt as if the place had brightened up.
Blonde hair and blue eyes.
A beauty like a single wildflower, as if purity had been carved onto her snow-white skin.
As she entered, the corners of Oliver’s mouth ascended as if to pierce his temples, and the other knights let out sighs.
‘Why is someone like that with that guy….’
‘I’m so wronged and disgusted….’
‘Life is truly bitter.’
Regardless, she entered the training ground, held out a basket, and said.
“It’s clumsy, but I baked some cookies. Please, everyone, have some.”
“Oh my, what’s all this….”
“We’ll eat well.”
“Thank you.”
The knights took the basket she offered and crunched on the cookies.
Although….
“It’s delicious, right? It’s amazing, isn’t it? Whatever our Rita makes, it’s all delicious.”
Seeing Oliver fawning beside her, they wanted to chew him up instead of the cookies.
And Oliver, holding a cookie, scurried over to Patrick and said.
“Would you like one too, Young Master…. Huh? Young Master?”
Oliver saw it.
Patrick, staring intently at his lover.
Patrick did not take his eyes off her and had a serious expression.
And he said to Oliver.
“Hey. Oliver, you….”
“You can’t.”
“Huh?”
“You can’t, Young Master. A person, huh? has to have a conscience. A person who lives with the vice-captain, a princess, and even an elven princess now wants his subordinate’s lover too… keok!”
“What kind of bullshit is this? This bastard!”
He knew he’d get hit.
Oliver, who was kicked by Patrick and flew backward, rolled on the ground before getting up and shouting as he charged at Patrick.
“Woooah! You die, I die.”
“Really?”
Screeeech!
The brakes were slammed on hard.
“Uh, that’s not something to be so serious about, is it?”
“……”
“It’s just something people say. Well. Hahaha.”
“……”
He was a guy in a bad state to begin with, but it seemed like the higher his realm got, the worse his condition became.
‘Is there some side effect to the Heart Law I created? No, then everyone should have become weird. Why is only his condition getting worse?’
Patrick let out a sigh.
In any case….
‘This is a chance.’
He couldn’t find her no matter what he did, and his frustration was piling up day by day.
He didn’t expect the snake to reveal its own tail like this.
If so….
‘I can’t let the snake escape by rummaging through the grass.’
***
Oliver’s house.
Normally, a disheveled young knight, who had barely woken up from the previous day’s hangover and had to rush to work without even washing, should have been running from the house.
But recently, the situation had changed a bit.
A neatly dressed Oliver stepped out of the front door, and behind him, a beautiful blonde woman in an apron saw him off.
“Have a good day today as well.”
“Uuung…. I don’t want to go….”
“……”
“Hm? What’s wrong, my baby?”
“No, it’s just that I don’t want to send you off either.”
“Right?”
“Then my darling, do you want to stay home today?”
“I’d like to, but…. Sigh. That wouldn’t be right, would it?”
If he took an unauthorized day off, the great demon would descend upon this precious home.
“Then I’ll be off. Take care, my baby.”
“Yes. Have a good day, darling.”
And Oliver, after receiving a kiss from Rita, headed to the knightly order with the corners of his mouth hooked on his ears.
‘Ah, so this is happiness.’
If just living together before marriage was this happy, how much happier would he be after getting married and having about seven kids?
I have to work hard and save money until that day comes.
So thought Oliver as he went to work at the knightly order.
And….
Tak.
Rita, who had waved Oliver off and returned inside the house, slowly brought her hands to her head on the spot and then….
“Ah! You real XX X-like bastard!”
It was a scene of extreme stress for anyone to see.
An extreme profession that drives even a black mage crazy.
That was being Oliver’s girlfriend.
“Baby? Babyyyy?! This XXX you brat who hasn’t even lived a tenth of my age has gone completely crazy….”
In front of such a Lust, a shadow flickered, and another black mage, full of amusement, appeared.
“You’re having a hard time, aren’t you, Lust.”
It was Greed, the other black mage who had infiltrated the Schneider Duchy.
He seemed to be forcefully holding back the laughter that was about to burst out, his cheeks puffed up.
At that sight, Lust ground her teeth and said.
“You might as well laugh.”
“Kahahahahaha.”
Greed didn’t hold back and burst into laughter.
He had watched Lust for a long time, but this was the first time he had seen her lose her composure like this.
Lust took a cigarette out of her pocket, put it in her mouth, and ground her teeth as she spoke.
“It’s strange. Why isn’t the brainwashing working?”
“Aren’t you going easy on him?”
“Why would I?!”
“Well, that’s….”
“Damn it, I’m injecting demonic energy into a guy who’s panting in pleasure every night. Normally, he should have been completely under my control in a week at most….”
“Is his mental strength strong?”
“Normally, that’s the only way to think about it. It is, but….”
Lust let out a sigh and recalled Oliver’s actions so far.
[My baby, do you want to try this on?]
[My baby, did you get a boo-boo? Let me kiss it better?]
[My baby, what do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it for you.]
Mental strength?
That fawner?
“It’s impossible.”
“Hmm, I agree with that.”
Greed also agreed.
Then why wasn’t Lust’s brainwashing working on Oliver?
Even the high-ranking priests of the Holy Theocracy, trained with steadfast faith, fell for Lust’s charm and brainwashing.
So why was Oliver perfectly fine?
“How about extracting information or controlling him without brainwashing?”
“Impossible. He’s unnecessarily thorough in that regard. I’ve subtly tried to sound him out a few times, but he cut me off sharply.”
“Then, how about changing the target?”
“Tsk, if I suddenly change targets and approach someone else now, I’ll just be misunderstood as a woman with loose morals.”
“That’s not a misunderstanding, it’s a fact.”
“What?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Greed averted his gaze.
“So? What are you going to do now?”
“Hooo…. I’ll have to find another way. Even if it’s a bit of a stretch. You’ll have to cooperate then too.”
“Tsk, a duchy the size of a booger is giving us quite a bit of trouble. To think that two of us, direct disciples of the Venerable Master, have to be involved….”
***
Oliver, who had arrived at the knightly order for work.
He was summoned by Patrick as soon as he arrived.
And then….
“Alright, let’s start today as well.”
They immediately began a sparring session that was as good as a real battle.
“Uwoooooooh!”
Oliver swung his sword with all his heart.
Sparring or whatever, the opponent in front of him was a demon.
There was no point in holding back with his sword.
Well, of course….
Dadadadadadak! Ttaak!
The result didn’t change at all.
Patrick’s wooden sword beat Oliver’s entire body evenly, and each time, Oliver groaned in pain that resonated to his very bones.
“Keuuuuuk….”
“What are you doing? It’s not over yet. Get up.”
“Keung, aren’t you picking on me too much lately?”
“Hey, it’s a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding.”
“……”
“What grudge would I have against you to beat you like I’m catching a rat?”
“Then can’t we stop for today?”
“Uuuuhm….”
Patrick narrowed his eyes, looked at Oliver, and then said with a grin.
“Nope. We can’t. We still have to do more.”
“Why? Why? Why? Why? Tell me a valid reason why I have to spar… keuk!”
“You’ll be grateful to me later.”
“Dieeeeeeee!”
And so, Oliver continued to be beaten up by Patrick.
But he didn’t know.
That every time Patrick’s wooden sword struck his body, something was stealthily seeping out from within him.
‘This feels almost like doing laundry.’
This was the reason why it was useless for the black mage to keep infusing demonic energy into Oliver to brainwash him.
Patrick Schneider, who solved most of the world’s problems by beating them down.
As soon as he felt the demonic energy inside Oliver, he was beating it down like this to clean it up.
So no matter how much Lust tried to brainwash him, it was of little use.
“Kikikik, she must be burning with impatience by now, right?”
“What kind of bull… kraak!”
“When things don’t go their way, people eventually look for a second-best option.”
“That’s a vital point! Keuaak!”
“Let’s see what happens.”
“Uwaaaaaaaaah!”
Today too, Patrick diligently and cleanly laundered Oliver.
***
A few days later.
After training, Oliver said to his colleagues.
“Hey, you guys want to come over to my house today?”
His other colleagues were bewildered by the sudden invitation.
“Suddenly?”
“Why?”
“What for?”
To his colleagues who seemed to be asking for a valid reason why they should visit his house, Oliver said.
“Hehehe. Well, my baby, you see.”
The moment the words “my baby” came out, the colleagues of the knightly order made deeply uncomfortable expressions.
Regardless, Oliver continued to speak….
“She said she wanted to invite my work colleagues over and treat them to a meal. How can she have such a beautiful heart. Hehehe….”
“Oh, is that so?”
“I’m good. Since when were we that close?”
“To borrow Sir Riman’s words, there’s logically no reason to go.”
Just as his colleagues were about to turn their backs and walk away….
“Too bad, my baby said she invited her colleagues from her novice nun days?”
“Novice nun…?”
“Colleagues from her days?”
“Does that mean…. they’re beauties on the same level as your wife?”
The interest of his colleagues rose sharply.
At that, Oliver puffed out his chest and said.
“Hey, it’s hard to find an unprecedented beauty on the same level as my baby.”
‘I want to kill him.’
‘Should I just kill him?’
‘I’ll kill him. I’ll definitely kill him.’
Oliver, who was receiving the hatred of his colleagues all at once, said.
“Still, they’re beauties who are more than enough for you guys. What, if you don’t want to, I’ll just ask some other….”
“My friend.”
“Friend of my heart.”
“Is there anything we should buy as a gift?”
And so, the colleagues accepted the invitation to Oliver’s house.
And the great demon, watching that scene from far away, muttered.
“Looks like they’re starting to make a move.”
The snake, whose patience had run out, raised its head.
