─ "Why do you want me to teach you so badly?" ─ "Because I know you're strong."

My master, Kim Man-seok, was someone who stood between the old humanity and the new humanity. Specifically, he belonged to the old humanity.

He was one of the survivors from the rapid changes during the "Canaan" project, where humanity built cities on the lands blessed by the Golden Lamb.

If he were still alive, he would be over 50 years old by now.

Most people in a situation similar to my master's became explorers. Just as heroes are born in times of chaos, they threw themselves into the outside world. Was it out of a sense of duty?

No, it probably wasn't just for such romantic reasons. Most likely, they harbored deep resentment toward the monsters roaming the outside world.

Unlike the new humanity, who were born in the lands blessed by the Golden Lamb and enjoyed relatively safe lives, the old humanity had likely lost loved ones like family, friends, and comrades to the monsters.

They might have been enraged simply because they had been shown an unfair hell.

That's why they couldn't let go of the outside world.

My master lost his son to a monster's fangs. Because of that, he spent most of his life fighting monsters.

I recalled the original story and remembered the time when Kim Man-seok would briefly return to the city. I waited at the place where he was expected to come and met him. Afterward, I asked him to take me as his disciple.

It was a time when I was still deeply affected by the shock of losing Kim Dal-bi, so I remember being quite persistent.

Kim Man-seok refused at first. However, I kept following him and asking, and eventually, he changed his mind and decided to teach me.

I don't know what made him change his mind. No matter how much I asked, he always repeated that his heart just changed.

Later, he mentioned that I reminded him of his son, so maybe he saw his son's image in me.

My master, with his extensive experience in actual combat, favored a combat-oriented training method, and he didn't go easy on me just because I was young.

And since he was also at the 6th rank, his teaching was more than sufficient.

Thus, I endured the horribly difficult and painful times.

─ "Woo-jin."

One night, under a starry sky.

My master and I were sitting by a campfire, having a barbecue party with cultivated meat.

I was happily eating, wondering why we were having meat, when my master placed his hand on my head and smiled.@@novelbin@@

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