The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 162

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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 162

Episode 162: The Third Trial (2)

William’s sudden action drew the attention of those around them.

“Did you just see that? Lord William just…”

“Shh, be quiet. What if we get caught up in this for no reason.”

The nobles murmured while looking at the two men.

Mincheol wiped the wine flowing down his face with the back of his hand.

The cold sensation, the sticky feeling, and the alcohol scent were all unpleasant.

Irritatingly so.

Mincheol glared at William with narrowed eyes.

“Oh? What’s with that look? Are you going to hit me?”

William patted Mincheol’s shoulder.

The weight felt on his shoulder was considerable. It meant his bones were thick and his muscles were solid.

From this alone, he could tell. The fact that William was strong.

Even recognizing this fact, Mincheol’s anger remained unchanged.

‘Look at this rude bastard.’

Though he knew it was an illusion and not reality, he couldn’t contain his anger.

Just as Mincheol was about to charge at William.

“What’s going on here.”

The Duke appeared, pushing through the crowd.

That alone changed the atmosphere. The surrounding air became heavy like water-soaked cloth.

“Ah, it’s nothing serious. I just had a minor argument with my older brother.”

William said with a smirk.

The Duke patted William’s back and asked kindly.

“An argument?”

“My older brother says he wants to receive the Royal Knight position.”

The Duke’s expression immediately crumpled.

“…How dare someone like you think of representing the family?”

Deep disgust filled the Duke’s face.

It was as if he was looking at rotting food waste.

Even Mincheol, an outsider, felt chills.

‘Why does he hate his own child this much?’

Mincheol had grown up in a single-mother household, so he didn’t know about fathers.

But he had grown up receiving so much love from his mother that he didn’t feel the absence.

That’s why he couldn’t understand the Duke’s disgust at all.

“I can’t stand the sight of you, so get out right now!”

The Duke shouted angrily.

In the end, Mincheol had no choice but to turn around and walk toward the door.

Watching Mincheol leave, the nobles began to whisper.

“So the rumors were true. The eldest son has fallen out of the Duke’s favor.”

“It would be better to align ourselves with the second son early on.”

The nobles who didn’t know much about Cardmos showed cold reactions.

“My goodness, how ridiculous. I don’t know what makes him think he can covet the Royal Knight position.”

“The stain of the Dunwol Duchy can’t come to his senses.”

“I heard he’s even learning the spear instead of the sword?”

Those who knew about Cardmos well poured out insulting words.

-How was it?

As soon as he left the banquet hall, Cardmos appeared.

Mincheol answered while brushing off the wine still in his hair.

“It felt disgusting. What exactly is this Royal Knight position that’s causing such a fuss?”

-Nobles belonging to the great nobility must send knights under 20 years old to the kingdom at regular intervals. Initially it was to take hostages, but now the meaning has completely changed.

“Changed how?”

-It’s about noble interactions and pride battles. It’s a place where family knights must compete directly, so superiority is determined.

“Just from the explanation, it sounds like a very important position.”

-Indeed it is. That’s why families send their most outstanding knights. The Dunwol Duchy is no exception.

Cardmos continued speaking while walking down the corridor with Mincheol.

-During this time, they hold a tournament for the Royal Knight position. That’s why the banquet is being held. From the start to the end of the tournament, banquets continue every single day.

“They sure have a lot of money.”

-Actually, the matches are just a formality. The Duke’s direct lineage has won every time.

“Are they committing some kind of fraud or something?”

Cardmos frowned at Mincheol’s question.

-What nonsense are you talking about. Dunwol’s direct lineage has no choice but to be the most outstanding.

Ah.

Mincheol finally understood what Cardmos meant.

The bloodline of the Dunwol Duchy had manifested excellent talent for generations.

With the Duke’s support and superior swordsmanship added to this, the direct lineage had no choice but to be the strongest.

“Then the other knights wouldn’t feel motivated.”

-That’s not true. If they show their skills in the tournament, they can catch the Duke’s eye. Knights from third-rate families often receive domains.

“Then the other knights would also fight with all their might?”

-Is that all? Everyone hones their skills just for this day.

Having heard this much, Mincheol caught on to Cardmos’s intention.

“Don’t tell me I have to win there?”

-You’ve finally come to understand your teacher’s intention.

Cardmos said with a pleased expression.

Mincheol looked at Cardmos with an incredulous face.

“No way, all the family’s renowned knights will gather there. How am I supposed to win with this body?”

Mincheol said while spreading both arms.

Right now, Mincheol was possessed in Cardmos’s body.

Though he was taller and had more muscle than when he was previously possessed, he was still a weakling.

-I won though?

“Well, that was possible because it was you.”

-If I could do it, there’s no reason you can’t.

“That makes no sense at all.”

Mincheol looked at Cardmos with an incredulous expression.

But Cardmos didn’t change the Quest.

-And I’ll prohibit the use of your unique skill and other skills. Use only spear techniques.

Instead, he added even harsher conditions.

“No, this is really too much.”

-Let me tell you in advance, I’m not adding these conditions to torment you.

“Then what? Are you going to talk about teaching me some kind of will or something?”

-How do you know about will?

As if it was an unexpected word, Cardmos asked with wide eyes.

“I heard it from Teacher Sihae Yeomhwa earlier. She said I need to learn will as well.”

-What, what? This, this cunning woman! Pretending to have no interest in the teacher position while giving teachings first!

Cardmos flew into a rage.

Mincheol looked at Cardmos’s behavior with disdain.

“More importantly, please ease the conditions. Or change the Quest.”

-Hmph, that’s absolutely not happening! You must win the tournament using only spear techniques!

“This is really too much.”

Mincheol made a resentful expression.

Cardmos looked at Mincheol and smiled inwardly.

‘Hehe, this time it definitely won’t be easy.’

Unlike the second Quest where he had to fight trainees, this time he had to compete against official knights.

Moreover, he had to fight not with his own body, but with Cardmos’s body from this era.

‘Well, with your talent, you’ll easily pass through even these harsh conditions.’

I did it, so you can do it too.

These words were sincere. Even Cardmos couldn’t gauge Mincheol’s talent.

‘That’s why I decided to raise the difficulty.’

Cardmos was planning to intentionally manipulate the tournament bracket.

Making it even more difficult than when he himself participated.

This place was a world created based on Cardmos’s memories, so this level of manipulation was entirely possible.

The reason Cardmos was engaging in such underhanded tactics was none other than this.

‘I’ll make you realize the preciousness of your Teacher!’

It was because of Mincheol’s attitude.

No matter how he thought about it, Mincheol’s attitude was too arrogant for a disciple.

‘That’s not all! How dare you learn the spear from me and then use twin swords!’

For Cardmos, who had reached the pinnacle of the Rooftop Continent with a single spear, this was absolutely unacceptable.

‘When that guy hits a wall and clings to me, then I’ll tell him the solution.’

This method would preserve his dignity as a Teacher and make him realize the true value of the spear.

‘Hehe, I’m looking forward to tomorrow.’

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The next day.

When the tournament day arrived, Mincheol came out to the tournament venue.

The tournament venue was built in a grassland outside the castle.

‘It looks like it was built not long ago?’

The wood used as building materials was brand new.

In other words, it meant they had constructed it on the spot for today.

‘Wow, this clan must be really huge.’

To build such a tournament venue for a tournament that would only be held once.

Mincheol stood at the back of the tournament venue and watched the other knights’ matches.

“Left army Edward Ballong! Right army Chris Angelage!”

The knights whose names were called came out and competed in skill.

As befitting official knights, everyone’s skills were extraordinary.

‘Wow, it’s like watching a movie.’

The knights’ movements weren’t flashy.

But they were precise and meticulous. Every attack was lethal.

Occasionally, the knights showed movements that defied common sense.

Suddenly taking the rear position, or swinging their swords so fast they couldn’t be seen.

‘Probably swordsmanship that consumes mana.’

While Mincheol was watching the knights.

“Older Brother, were you really planning to participate in the tournament?”

When he turned around, William was standing there.

“I advised you. Just give up. Do you want to get scolded by father again?”

William said while shaking his head.

Despite his seemingly worried tone, his actions clearly showed he was looking down on Mincheol.

“Or did I look easy to you?”

William stepped closer.

Despite being the younger brother, he was taller than Cardmos.

Mincheol had no choice but to look up at William.

“This feels fucking awful. Why do I have to feel like this because of my older brother?”

At this unreasonable provocation, Mincheol felt his blood pressure rising.

‘Is this younger kid crazy?’

But with the tournament right around the corner, he couldn’t engage in direct confrontation.

However, he was too pissed off to just let it slide.

“What are you going to do if you already feel fucking awful?”

So he decided to fight back with words.

In Mincheol’s experience, there was no need to say much to enemies with strong pride.

They couldn’t stand the very fact that others looked down on them.

“After you get your ass kicked by me, you’ll feel even more fucking awful.”

Just one sentence.

At that moment, William’s face turned bright red.

Bang-

William grabbed Mincheol’s collar and pushed him.

“You son of a…”

At that moment.

“Left army Cardmos Dunwall! Right army Alonso Earpice!”

Just then, Cardmos’s name was called.

Perhaps some reason remained. William immediately let go of Mincheol’s collar.

“Get lost. Before I kill you.”

William growled like an angry beast and turned around.

Mincheol brushed off his collar and headed to the arena.

Cardmos appeared and spoke to Mincheol.

-You showed good restraint.

“I had to. I need to participate in the tournament.”

Mincheol came out to the arena and faced the knight.

“Waaa! Alonso! Alonso!”

“Please win, Alonso!”

He must have been a popular knight, as the audience cheered calling out his opponent’s name.

‘Not a single person for me.’

Mincheol was feeling a strange sense of disappointment when.

“I didn’t expect my first opponent to be the Grand Duke’s son.”

The knight said with a sneer.

“I’ve heard much about the Grand Duke’s son’s reputation. You’re so famous that the rumors reached even the frontier estate where I’m from.”

It was clear disrespect, but Mincheol brushed it off casually.

It wasn’t the first or second time he’d experienced this.

Instead, he carefully examined the knight’s physique.

‘Slender build but thick lower body.’

‘His left upper arm is bigger than his right. High probability he’s left-handed.’

‘His wooden sword is longer than other knights’. There must be a reason.’

Buuung-

Then, the horn sound announcing the start of the match rang out.

“You seem frightened, so I’ll end this quickly.”

The knight kicked off the ground.

He charged toward Mincheol like an angry beast.

The pressure was so intense that even the air was pushed back.

“Haah!”

Upon reaching Mincheol, the knight brought down his wooden sword.

The wooden sword drew a clean diagonal line, aiming for Mincheol’s shoulder…

Crack-

Just before the wooden sword made contact, the spear shaft struck the knight’s neck hard.

The spear shaft was shattered from how hard he had struck.

From the shock, the Knight rolled his eyes back white and collapsed.

A shocking result.

“Huh?”

“What?”

All the nobles who had been watching stood up from their seats in confusion.

-…!

Cardmos, who had been watching from behind, was the same.

Since he was watching from a distance, Cardmos could see exactly how Mincheol had attacked.

The moment the Knight charged, he rotated his entire body and swung the spear shaft with all his might.

The attack came at such perfect timing that the Knight couldn’t even react and had no choice but to take the hit.

“Huh?”

Mincheol looked down at the unconscious Knight and tilted his head.

“This is doable?”

It was much easier than he had thought—way too easy.

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