Part 18 – The Fight with LucasFull
year had passed since Master Ziar began training me.
During this time, I had learned one‑third of what I was supposed to learn—many spells, techniques, and abilities that even the author himself hadn't written.
Of course he had a reason: he only explained romantic relationships, Henry's love stories, and character deaths.
If he explained every spell in detail, the book wouldn't have any fans.
Right now, as usual, I was in the Church library reading volume 7 of The Magical Alphabet.
It was good that this was the final volume,
but I had to not only read it every day for two more years,
I also had to write summaries and conclusions for each part—
which was honestly a huge pain.
But it was necessary for the theory exam.
Two days ago, Master Ziar had gone to the High Bishop of the Second Wall—also called the Central Wall or the Economic Wall—
to explain my training progress,
the things I had accomplished,
and according to Master Ziar, what my future looked like.
Whether I was worthy of being supported by the Church or not.
During this time, I had become quite famous.
Not by name—because that would cause problems for me—
but the Church didn't reveal my name;
instead, they described me in the Triple Wall Newspaper.
…Triple Wall Newspaper Report…According to the Church's newspaper,
once again we witnessed a miracle from the Great Goddess of Truth.
The Gods of Light blessed this child and his ancestors, all of whom were Breach,
and he lived in the Church of the Goddess of Truth.
The goddess granted him an unprecedented magic—wind magic.
And the Church, for the pleasure of the Gods of Light, the Goddess of Truth,
and the people who follow the Church,
declares its material and spiritual support for this child,
who is a miracle from the Gods of Light and the Goddess of Truth.
We hope that in the future, we and the next generations
will have many stories and legends to tell about this child.
Remember his courage.
With these descriptions,
not only the Third Wall—where everyone already knew me—
but even the Second and First Walls had begun to recognize me.
And that caused trouble.
The nobles who opposed the Church sent investigators
to stop my growth,
because they didn't want the Church to use me against them.
And on the other hand,
the people of the Third Wall saw me as a reflection of the gods—
a divine sign.
They knew me and often came to the Church to see me,
hoping to receive blessings,
asking me to pray so the goddess would show them the same kindness she showed me.
So many sacrifices were brought to our Church because of this.
And on the other side,
all the Breach families pinned their hopes on me.
They hoped I would rise against the Church, the nobles, and the Court—
and lead them,
just like the first Breach ancestor (mentioned in Part 1).
All of this was for the future,
but even thinking about it was terrifying.
Imagine me standing against the Church led by the Pope,
and one of the demonic antagonists of the story—William Jordan—
and his father, or rather foster father, Gerard Jordan,
and Den Hyper from the Hyper family,
and the four noble families who symbolized royalty,
and on the other side,
the three other noble families led by Henry Flor—
the strongest person in the story,
whose power honestly scared me.
All of this made me completely obedient to the Church and Master Ziar—
a soldier of the Church—
because I didn't want to face the Church, the nobles, or Henry Flor.
I would definitely die,
and I didn't want my second death.
Aside from all that,
I was really tired.
I wanted to leave the Church for a bit.
I hadn't gone outside at all this year.
I was always inside the Church, training with Master Ziar,
and I didn't even have the chance to go out.
So I decided to use this opportunity
and go outside under the excuse of buying supplies for training
and doing a bit of practice.
I quickly closed the book
and went to Sister Patolina to tell her I wanted to leave the Church.
Sister Patolina: "What? You want to go outside?"
Me: "Yes, Sister. If you allow it, I want to go out to buy training supplies and practice a little."
Sister Patolina: "What do you want to buy? And what do you want to practice?"
Me: "Endurance training."
Sister Patolina: "No. You're not allowed to leave."
Me: "Why? Please…"
Sister Patolina: "I said no."
Well… I didn't want to do this,
but she forced me to use my secret weapon.
I made my face look sad and innocent
to emotionally manipulate her.
Sister Patolina tried,
but she couldn't resist my innocent face.
Sister Patolina: "I know this will cause trouble for me…
but fine. You can go out.
But under two conditions:
First, you must wear a mask so no one recognizes you.
Second, you must return within two hours."
I wanted to complain,
but it was better than nothing.
I quickly put on the mask and left.
Honestly, Sister Patolina was beautiful and kind—
my first crush, in a way.
Too bad she was a nun.
Otherwise, I would have married her.
Not only was she beautiful—
so beautiful that it caused trouble for her—
but even though she was older than me,
I had never seen anyone more beautiful than her…
except one person:
Lady Ann Melodia, mother of Agnes Melodia—
the most beautiful woman in the kingdom,
nicknamed the Goddess of Beauty
(in the manhwa, meaning I saw her in my previous life).
During my training,
when she was near me,
I noticed her kindness along with her beauty,
and I liked her.
Imagine—
in my previous life, I never fell for any girl,
but now I had a crush on Sister Patolina.
…Evening – Returning to the Church…Ahhh, that felt great.
It had been so long since I went outside,
and today was amazing.
I ate a really good meal.
But seeing my worst enemy—Lucas—ruined my day.
One of Lucas's lackeys: "Look, master, look who's coming."
Lucas: "Well, well… the famous bastard Breach."
I tried not to pay attention to Lucas's insults and nonsense.
Lucas: "Look, Tom…
I'm saying your mother definitely slept with someone other than your father.
Actually, I'm not saying it—everyone in the Third Wall says it."
I didn't let him finish.
I charged at him.
Using wind magic,
I punched him in the face—blood splattered everywhere.
I hit him several more times—
it got worse.
I didn't even know what I was doing anymore.
His lackeys grabbed me from behind
and stopped me from continuing.
Lucas: "You hit me, you bastard?
I'll beat you like a dog!"
He punched me in the face repeatedly
and kept insulting me.
Then a man shouted and rushed in,
pulling them away.
I fell to my knees on the ground.
I wanted to cry—
but I held it back.
I shouldn't cry.
The more I cry,
the more enemies like Lucas will learn my weakness
and use it against me.
No.
I had to fight.
I had to become stronger.
Then I remembered—
I managed to attack Lucas with wind magic
without him reacting at all.
So I needed another skill besides wind magic—
something I could learn from Master Ziar.
Archery.
Archery was exactly like wind magic.
I decided…
to learn it from the great archery master mentioned in the book.
End of Part 18