It Wasn’t Healing, It Was Training Magic

“The final match will now begin—!”

At the moment the final match of the preliminaries began.
In the VIP room at the highest point of the arena, people were also watching the match intently.

All the people here were uniformly in high positions.
Among them, the most noticeable were the imperial family members of Arcadia and.

“Lady Morgan, even if you’re a princess, that’s difficult.”

It was the Saint, Freya.
She said firmly with a smiling face.
At that, the First Imperial Princess Morgan, sitting right next to her, frowned.

“What’s so difficult about that, Saint? I’m just curious about the name and what kind of person he is…”

Princess Morgan, who quickly smoothed her expression, spoke as if admonishing.
No matter how upset she was, it was the Saint who held the knife handle now.

Still, it was hard to hide her displeasure.
Who would dare refuse a request from the imperial family?
There was no such place in the entire Arcadia Empire.

“The male healer who passed this time was reluctant to have his information disclosed. If so, it’s our church’s responsibility to honor that trust. It seems difficult to tell you even if you’re a princess.”
“Hahaha, Saint. You’re still the same. So rigid.”

The information Morgan had been asking about was about Zick.
The news that a male healer had passed was revealed through the church,
but disappointingly, they kept silent about who it was.

Personally wanting to make that healer her plaything, the First Imperial Princess Morgan felt frustrated.
Why are these damn church people so rigid?

If she leaves it like this, she has a feeling someone else might snatch him away.

“Thank you for the compliment, Princess. Huhuhuh.”

Even though she’s openly mocking her, Freya doesn’t frown at all.
Rather, she looks relaxed.

‘I absolutely can’t tell her.’

While it’s true that Zick actually disliked being known,
Freya’s own desire also played a big part in not telling the princess about Zick.

The First Imperial Princess, Morgan.
She’s famous for being greedy and doing whatever she wants.

Especially, rumors about men are not good,
if she likes someone, she plays with them as toys regardless of whether they’re nobles, commoners, or slaves, and discards them when she loses interest.

That was already a widely known fact in social circles.
As such, it was absolutely unacceptable for Zick to become her plaything.

‘Zick-nim will become my plaything anyway. Huhuhuh.’

Remembering Zick’s eyes full of contempt, she felt a tingling in her lower abdomen again.
That treatment she received for the first time in her life.
It was an unfamiliar feeling but so thrilling.

It was the first time in her life someone gave her such stimulation.
Zick-nim had to become her own plaything.

‘Come to think of it, he said he had to go to the Great Goshra Forest, right?’

The Great Goshra Forest requires permission from the imperial family.
Zick will come to seek permission from the imperial family someday.
If he catches their eye then, all her current efforts will be in vain.

Rather than that, it would be easier for Freya herself to get permission and have Zick participate in the expedition as an outsider.

Having made up her mind, the Saint glanced at the High Priest standing beside her.
It meant to execute the conversation they had earlier.
The High Priest, nodding his head, spoke to the imperial ministers standing nearby.

“Thank you once again for inviting us to this long-standing event.”
“Our Arcadia Empire’s Emperor was also pleased that the church’s High Priests and the Saint herself visited. Please rest comfortably during your stay.”

They exchanged formal greetings.
After exchanging a few more formal greetings, the High Priest brought up the main point.

“The Saint plans to oversee and supervise this event until the very end.”
“Is… is that true? Thank you, Saint.”

The ministers and some nobles present expressed genuine joy.
Most of the imperial family and renowned nobles were devout believers of the One God Church.
As such, it was an honor for the Saint to stay in the capital.

Especially if the Saint stays throughout this event, its significance would deepen.

“…And the Saint wishes to go to the Great Goshra Forest through this oracle, so we need permission for this.”
“The Great Goshra Forest?”

Morgan furrowed her brow at the High Priest’s plea.
For what reason would the Saint, a hothouse flower, go to such a place?

To Morgan, it seemed there must be some other motive.

“Th-that’s right. The Saint wishes to go there through an oracle from the One God…”
“I’ll continue the explanation, High Priest.”

Seeing the High Priest sweating under Morgan’s intense gaze,
the Saint continued speaking.

“The One God warned that there will be ominous movements in the Great Goshra Forest soon. As it’s the base of heretics, it seems special caution is needed.”
“Hmm… but is there a need for the Saint to go there? Right? My sister Nero.”

Morgan, upset at the Saint for refusing her request earlier,
looked to her sister Nero, hoping she would support her words, but.

“Well, isn’t it fine? She’s the Saint after all.”
“What?”

It was a meaningless action.
The Second Imperial Princess Nero was a being with no interest in anything but magic.
This life itself was bothersome and uninteresting to her.

Thanks to that, it seemed certain that Morgan herself would be the next emperor, but
it was annoying that she wasn’t helpful in cases like this.

“Tch, go to Goshra or whatever. You said you received an oracle, how could we stop you?”
“Huhuh, thank you.”

Freya smiled brightly.
She got what she wanted.

Now she could make a deal with Zick using this imperial permission.
Thinking about spending time with Zick using this as bait made her heart pound.

At that moment.

“The victory goes to Emilia of Brook Territory!”

The winner of the final match was decided.
The winner was a newly emerged Sword Master.

All the spectators were ecstatic.
It was the same in this VIP room.

The Saint thought it was a bit interesting, but just that much.
These days she wasn’t interested in anything not related to Zick.

“This is all thanks to Zick-nim. Because Zick-nim was there, I was able to become a Sword Master! That is all!”

If only it weren’t for Emilia’s impression after becoming the 6th Sword Master.

“Who on earth is Zick? To cultivate a Sword Master…”
“He must be at least a Sword Master, or perhaps even beyond that. We need information about him quickly…”

Everyone, including the ministers, was in an uproar.
Amidst this, Freya let out a small sigh.

“Haah…”

Thanks to this, it seemed all her efforts had been in vain.

“Who on earth is Zick?”

“Cultivating a Sword Master means he must be at least a Sword Master himself or beyond that, a hidden master.”

“Does this mean Sword Masters might keep appearing from now on… What exactly is the identity of this person called Zick?”

On the way out of the arena.
My name is heard from all directions.

The fortunate thing is that only two characters of my name are known.
Thanks to that, it seemed difficult to identify me specifically.

Zick is quite a common name.
Like Minjun, Seojun, or Doyun in Korea.
There must be hundreds of Zicks in this arena alone.

“Isn’t Zick a male name? Could it be a man?”

“That’s impossible, there’s no way a Sword Master’s master could be a man. It’s probably just a name that sounds male. Or maybe a nickname.”

Moreover, people naturally assume it’s a woman, not a man.
In this gender-reversed world, the idea that a skilled person who raised a Sword Master could be a man doesn’t even occur to them.

It was truly fortunate.
They even misunderstand on their own.
At this rate, I can be at ease.

That’s what I thought, but,

“The new Sword Master is from Brook Territory, so wouldn’t Zick also be from Brook?”
“That might be true… We should look for Zick from Brook then?”

It was too early to be at ease.

Unlike most people who focused on the name ‘Zick’, there were also many who were looking for clues through Emilia’s origin.
Brook Territory, just a rural territory, but people were determined to find every Zick living there.

‘I’ll have to postpone meeting Emilia.’

I had thought about meeting her to cheer her on after hearing she was participating in this tournament.
I also felt grateful as she had helped me run away from home.

However, it seems difficult to meet Emilia.
If it becomes known that my name is Zick when we meet, I might receive unnecessary misunderstandings.

‘Why did she say such things.’

I guess Emilia answered while remembering her promise with me.
The effort she made to keep her promise with me.
Although it was purely Emilia’s own strength, she probably wanted to share it in her impression as it served as motivation.

The problem is that from the perspective of people who don’t know the inside story, it was easy to misunderstand that I had cultivated Emilia’s skills.

I couldn’t relax until the moment I completely left the arena.
After slightly turning my head to confirm that no one was around, I let out a sigh of relief.

“Surely… not, right?”

As people around us disappeared, Soho carefully asked.
Apparently, she had some suspicions since I was right next to her.

“There’s no way, right? As you know, Soho-nim, I’m just a healer.”
“Even a male healer is amazing enough, isn’t it?”
“That’s true, but… hahaha.”

Under her continued suspicious gaze, I could only answer with a laugh.
With an attitude of “can’t help it if you don’t believe me”.

“Hmm… that’s right. There’s no way Zick-nim could be skilled enough to raise a Sword Master. If that were the case, it would mean having Saint-level healing abilities and becoming a Sword Master… there’s no way such a monster could be a man.”

Soho seems to have mostly erased her suspicions for now.
Logically, such a monster couldn’t exist, and
I was actually innocent.

“Amazing… Zick-nim!”

Akasha seems to believe it definitively,
but I didn’t bother explaining further.

I could clear up Akasha’s misunderstanding later anyway.
There was a more urgent matter now.

“Shall we go claim our money?”
“R-right! My gold!!”

Soho, who had momentarily forgotten due to the shock of the Sword Master, shouted excitedly.
We hurriedly went to the gambling house.

“Miss, did you receive some divine revelation…? How could you make such a bet…”

The proprietor shook his head and handed over the gold.
A heavy pouch.
Is it because it’s money? It was a pleasantly heavy weight.

“Don’t come back again.”

We left the gambling house with the proprietor’s highest praise.
Now we’re rich!

After that, I parted ways with Soho for a while.
She says she’s going to meet her older sister, Daeho.
And she says she’ll introduce Daeho to me today,

At those words, I quickly sent her off.

‘Finally seeing her…!’

To think I’d see my favorite character breathing and living with my own eyes.
Life really has its surprises.

Of course, being possessed in the first place wasn’t exactly normal.

Anyway, after depositing the money in the bank, I waited at the meeting place.
How long had I been waiting like that?

Tap tap.

While talking with Akasha, I felt a presence behind me.
Someone tapped my shoulder.

“Soho-nim, you’re finally he…?”
“Young Master?”

I doubted my ears, thinking it was obviously Soho.
‘Young Master’, this familiar yet unfamiliar title.
There weren’t many who called me this.

Namely, the servants of the Barbavar family.

“It’s been a long time! Young Master!”

When I turned around, there was a woman with golden eyes shining between her hooded robe.
Emilia was standing there.