Medos felt that Barosik was too stupid and mentally weak when he heard him say that he intended to brag about his abilities.
"Are you crazy?" Medos shouted: "If everyone knew your true ability, it would be very dangerous. Countless horrifying existences will capture you and turn you into their limitless treasure chest."
"Butâ¦" Barosik gritted his teeth; he couldnât bear it anymore and said: "I donât want to be despised like this anymore. I have been looked down on and humiliated for too long."
"I want people to look at me with respect, fear, and admiration. Teacher... What should we do? I⦠I canât continue to live like this."
Medos sighed: "Barosik, you are too hasty. This world is very harsh; you cannot rush things."
"Besides, you cannot imagine the terrible things those mysterious beings will do to you when you reveal this hidden talent of yours."
"I understand very well what they would do; thatâs why I want you to keep this a secret."
"Besides, the people who stay by your side when youâre in trouble are the people you should cherish."
"while the people who come to you when you succeed just want to take advantage of you."
Hearing that, Barosik felt it was extremely reasonable; however, he still felt unwilling.
It must be known that he has endured a lot of humiliation and contempt for a long time. Now⦠he was almost at the limit of his endurance.
Medos continued: "Barosik, now is not the time for you to show off your talent."
"I think⦠the competition at the end of this month is when you can let everyone see your change."
"You also said that everyone in the academy despises you, right? I think that is the best time for you to change their minds and slap those faces that once despised you."
"Currently, you have enough resources to begin reforming your body to help you become stronger."
"Really, Teacher?!" Barosik heard that and asked happily.
"Of course!" Medos smiled and replied: "If you just collect a few more ingredients, I can help you create a medicinal liquid. You just need to soak your body in that water, and your body will transform."
Barosik smiled arrogantly: "Very wonderful. Teacher, I will immediately search for those ingredients."
"You canât afford to buy them right now." Medos sighed and said: "You need more gold coins because they are all rare medicines."
"Huh!" Barosik said contemptuously: "As long as that bastard Rakka doesnât interfere, I can increase the current amount of gold coins by 100 times."
Barosik laughed as he spoke because he remembered Akna. She trusted him with all the money she had saved. As long as he had enough strength and gold, he believed he could buy her.
The thought of owning such a beautiful and strong girl made him unable to stop imagining a beautiful future.
"Eww! The look on your face is disgusting."
Suddenly, a voice rang out, startling Barosik: "Who?!"
"Huh! Have you forgotten me? Coming from the darkness, Arine wore a snow-white dress that made Barosikâs eyes widen.
At this time, Arine was like the fourth moon of this world. She was beautiful, lovely, and shining like a moon, which surprised Barosik, and this made him mesmerised by her beauty.
So beautifulâ¦
So adorableâ¦
It was as if she were shining and becoming the fourth moon of this world.
Her beauty seemed to be divine and sacred, not something a human should possess.
"Oy!" Arine smiled arrogantly: "Have you seen enough?"
"Thisâ¦" Barosik was startled and stammered: "Sorry, itâs because... youâre so beautiful that I was surprised."
"Huh! Your mouth is so sweet; youâve definitely fooled a lot of other women, right?" Arine pouted and said.
Every action and every gesture of hers was filled with loveliness, making Barosikâs heart feel like it was about to jump out of his chest.
Medos, who was hiding inside Barosikâs necklace, could only sigh.
He did not know what the womanâs intention was in approaching Barosik, but he did not dare say anything or stop her. Every time he intended to remind Barosik to be wary of that woman named Arine, a stream of magical energy was immediately aimed at him.
Thatâs rightânot aimed at Barosik, but aimed directly at Medos. It was as if, if Medos spoke, that magical energy would destroy him.
The opponent was very strong, so strong that it scared him, and his level was at least above level 80.
Although when he was alive, he had reached King level, after his death, his level was greatly lowered.
Even when he exists as a spirit like this, his power is no longer intact, and he cannot use many high-rank magic skills.
Thatâs why Medos didnât dare to speak up, and he allowed Barosik to decide for himself. Besides, Medos thought that since Barosik was protected by the worldâs will, he would not easily be in danger or killed.
Back to the present, Barosikâs face turned red, and the thought of turning Arine into his woman occurred in his mind.
Luckily, his will was still alert enough to restrain his instincts.
Barosik took a deep breath, smiled, and said: "Maybe you wonât believe it; however, I still donât have a girlfriend. Or, to be more precise, no one is willing to be my girlfriend."
"Heh?! Thatâs really strange..." Arine tilted her head, looking at Barosik in confusion like a curious rabbit: "You donât have a girlfriend? Could it be... you are gay?"
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"You⦠okayâ¦" He sighed and said: "You donât know my identity; thatâs why you donât trust me. In fact, I am an orphan, and my talent is not good, so girls do not pay attention to me."
"Besides, women nowadays are too pragmatic; they only pay attention to aristocrats, or men with extremely high talent. But they donât know that in the eyes of those men, they are just toys."
"Hmâ¦" Arine frowned and asked: "So what do you have?"
"Even though Iâm poor, Iâm very kind and respectful to those girls." Barosik smiled and spoke extremely arrogantly.
Arine laughed loudly: "Hahahaha⦠you are so funny. Hahahahaâ¦"
"Hm?! Whatâs so funny? Barosik gritted his teeth and frowned.
"Hahahahaâ¦" Arine laughed until her eyes watered. She wiped her tears with her fingers and said softly: "Barosik, do you know that kindness is the only thing poor people have?"
"Aristocrats have more choices. At that time, if they still choose to be good people, then they are worthy of respect."
"Youâ¦" Barosik was angry and wanted to refute, but he didnât know how to refute because Arine was right.
For poor people, âkindnessâ is the only choice so they can shine brighter, but nobles have many options.
If they choose to become good people, it will be seen as precious because they have overlooked their greed and selfishness.
"Heheheheâ¦" Arine suddenly smiled mischievously: "I was just joking with you. However, you should not judge others like that."
"You should turn othersâ contempt into motivation for your own development. Donât think that just being kind is enough to attract women; you also need to have many other things."
Barosik nodded sadly.
"Good! I also donât want to talk about lifeâs problems; I just want to come here for a bit of quiet." Arine smiled and said.
"Quiet?! Is it noisy where you live? Barosik asked puzzledly.
Arine shook her head. She sat on a large stone, her legs dangling below, swinging freely.
"Not really⦠Itâs just... the people there make me feel a bit tired."
Her eyes were filled with fatigue and discomfort, which made a male protagonist like Barosik feel even more uncomfortable. His inner âheroâ nature emerged, and he couldnât control himself.
"Are you in some trouble? As long as I can help, I will help you."
Hearing that, Arine raised her head to look at him, her eyes carrying a bit of pain, but then she smiled happily: "Donât worry, Iâm fine. Besides⦠you are too weak to help me."
"Just you talking to me is enough to make me happy."
When Barosik heard that, he clenched his hands so tightly that they turned white. At this moment, he felt that he was so pitifully weak, to the point that it made him angry with himself.
If he were stronger and had more resources, he could protect that girl.
However⦠The truth is still very cruel. He still couldnât do anything but comfort Arine.
"I⦠sorry."
"Hmm?!" Arine tilted her head to look at him: "What are you apologising for?"
"Iâ¦"
"Miss!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Barosikâs words.
A man wearing a white robe with yellow patterns appeared. Although the hood of his robe obscured his face, the manâs aura scared Barosik to the point that his face turned pale.
"Miss, itâs time to go back." That man bowed his head and said.
Arine pouted, her face showing discomfort: "Huh! I just went out for a bit, and you caught me."
Even though she was upset, she obediently jumped down from the big stone and then left.
Before leaving, she turned her head, looked at Barosik, and smiled sadly: "I hope I can see you next time."
Arine finished speaking and left, not giving Barosik a chance to respond. He stepped forward and wanted to say something, but the man blocked him.
"Kid." The mysterious man said, his voice filled with murderous intent: "Miss is not an existence that you can stretch your dirty hands towards, understand?"
"Youâ¦"