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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 152

Chapter 152

What​⁠⁠ was Wooden’s greatest​‍ advantage?

His​​​ sharp senses inherited‌‌ from the World‌⁠⁠ Tree branch?

His​‍‍ inexhaustible endurance?

The‌‍‌ hardest body in‌ the world, forged‍ from adamantite, mithril,⁠‌ and all sorts‌‌ of alloys?

No.​

All‌ of that was‍ important and undoubtedly‍‌ elevated the value​⁠‍ of the golem⁠ named Wooden, but‍‍ for Fernan, the‌ essential thing was‍ something else.

An‌ imposing size of‌⁠⁠ over 11 meters,​⁠ after devouring itarium‌ roots.

And‌‍ the ability to‍​ freely adjust that⁠⁠‌ size and weight.‍

The‌ figure that had⁠⁠ once been barely‌ 2 meters now‍‍‌ expanded to almost‍‍ 5.

The‌​​ giant sword became⁠‌⁠ just as heavy,‍‌ and that weight‌ crushed the Rahnas.​‌‍

— Boom!

Wooden’s​⁠ weapons didn’t stop‍ there.

Before,​ he would’ve just‍ smiled and waited⁠ for his enemy’s​​ next move, but⁠ now he had⁠ learned the swordsmanship‌‍ of Alcmion Altrierc.​

He​ knew that once‍ he gained the​ advantage, he must‌‍​ not let it‌ go.

Clang!⁠‌⁠ Clang!

The​‌‌ sword came down‌‍​ relentlessly.

It​ wasn’t a clean‍ cut, but a brutal, crushing blow.‍⁠⁠

Even​‍ so, the result‌ wasn’t entirely satisfying.‍‌

Crack—‌

The⁠ Rahnas’ armor fractured,​‍‍ the demonic energy​ scattered, but the‌ axe stayed firm,​‍⁠ and so did‍​ the creature.

Its​⁠‍ eyes turned bloodshot⁠​‍ with madness, its‌‍‍ muscles and veins⁠ bulging even more.‌‌ Snorting violently, it‌⁠ slammed its weapon‍​‍ into Wooden’s.

Boom!‌⁠

A shockwave swept through​‍‌ the cave, tearing⁠‌‍ stalactites from the‍‌⁠ ceiling.

— Kyu…?

Wooden​ was surprised.

He‍ had never faced‌ someone who matched‌​ his strength.

And‌​ yet he stood⁠⁠​ 5 meters tall​‍⁠ while the Rahnas​​ barely reached 3.​‍‌

He​⁠‌ tilted his head,​‌⁠ confused, and then‌​‌ grinned from ear⁠⁠‌ to ear.

— Kyuu!

It‍⁠ was the first​‍⁠ time he had‍​ fought an opponent‍​ of equal power.⁠​‌

With⁠⁠ Andromalius, he hadn’t​​⁠ been adapted to‍‍ his body, nor​‌ did he know‌ swordsmanship.

Now⁠‌ everything was different—his​‌⁠ being was fully‌​ unified with the‍‍​ golem body, and‌⁠​ he had learned​ Alcmion’s technique.

And‌​ right in front⁠ of him, a worthy enemy had​ appeared.

— Kyuu!

He‍⁠ couldn’t help but‌⁠ feel excited.

He​⁠⁠ raised his sword⁠‌​ and hurled it‍⁠​ straight at the‍ Rahnas charging toward​ him.

──!‍​‍

“This​‌​ doesn’t make sense…​⁠ It can’t be!”​⁠

The​⁠‍ corrupt one clutched​ the book to‍‍‌ his chest and‍‌​ hid behind a rock.

“I’ve‍‍ never heard of​⁠ a golem like⁠​ that! No one‌​ told me anything!”‍‌‍

“Because‌⁠​ I hid it.”‌‍

“Fernan‍⁠ Pellenberg!”

Broken‌⁠ energy, shattered auras,⁠‍ explosions, and debris​‍​ filled the cave.‍‍

The‍ noise was deafening,‍​‍ but still, Fernan‌‌ and the corrupt‌​ one kept staring‌⁠‌ and talking.

“When‌⁠ did you create⁠ it? How? A golem that moves⁠​​ on its own‌‌ and fights a Rahnas as an‍ equal! It’s absurd!”​‍

“It’s‍​ real. You’re seeing​​ it with your‍‌​ own eyes.”

“Of‍ course I see⁠‍‌ it, but that’s​ not what I meant!”

The‌⁠ corrupt one flipped​​ a page.

A ball of black⁠​ fire shot across‌⁠ the battlefield.

Fwoosh!​‌⁠

But‍⁠ it didn’t fulfill⁠⁠ its purpose. The​ Rahnas, thrown off‍⁠‌ by Wooden’s sword,⁠⁠ ended up in‌ the way and‌‌ blocked the flames.‍

The​ explosion barely affected‌⁠ it.

“Get⁠​‍ out of the‍‍ way!”

At‌‍‍ his shout, the⁠ rank-1 monster once‍ again launched itself⁠​​ at Wooden.

And‍⁠‍ in that brief​⁠ instant, Fernan noticed⁠⁠ how the glow⁠⁠ of the book‌​ intensified.

The​​ surroundings were dark,⁠‍ and that subtle⁠​ change stood out​‍ even more.

“I⁠‍ don’t know how‍⁠ you created an‌‌ autonomous golem, but‍ it doesn’t matter.⁠⁠ If the mage⁠⁠ dies, the golem‌​‌ dies too.”

Roooaar!⁠​⁠

A pillar of black‍‌ flames roared toward‌⁠⁠ him.

───!‍⁠​

The⁠ sword split it‍‍ in two.

Rahnas⁠‌​ charged from behind,​ and the weapons​ clashed once more.​

“Damn​​ golem!”

“That⁠​‌ book.”

Fernan⁠⁠⁠ extended his hand,​‌‍ pointing at the‌⁠‍ grimoire.

It‍‍‌ still emitted a faint glow.

The‍ important part wasn’t‍ just the light.‍ Every time the‌​⁠ corrupt one cast‌‌ a spell or‍‌⁠ gave orders to‌‌​ the Rahnas, the⁠‍​ glow increased.

And‌‌ now, even at‌‍⁠ rest, demonic energy‍‍ poured from its‍ pages.

“Without⁠⁠‌ that book, you⁠⁠‍ can’t control the‍​⁠ Rahnas, can you?”​‌

Records‍ stated that even‍‍ demons avoided those⁠‌ creatures.

And‌⁠‌ if you added​‍ what the corrupt⁠ one had confessed​‌ himself—“I just received‍ the blessing,” “it’s⁠‌​ not easy to​ summon one”—the conclusion‍​ was obvious.

───!​

Rahnas⁠​ was slammed into​‍​ the wall.

Boom!​​⁠ Wooden pursued, thrusting‌​ his sword.

The‌⁠ creature raised its​​ axe to block,⁠ but the force‌ embedded it into⁠⁠⁠ the rock.

“Roooar!”​⁠

The⁠​ Rahnas roared furiously.‍‍

— Kyuu!

Wooden⁠ didn’t hold back⁠‌‍ and roared right‍‌ back.

“Isn’t⁠⁠‍ that right?”

Amid‌⁠ all the chaos,‍ Fernan’s voice rang​‍ out clearly to‌‍ the corrupt one.‍

“…No.​ It’s not.”

The⁠‍​ corrupt one’s lip⁠⁠ trembled as if‍​ someone had touched​ his reverse scale.⁠

“Then⁠ it’s simple. I’ll​ burn that book.”​‍​

“I​‍‍ said no!”

The‌ corrupt one turned‌‍ the page, and⁠ a black flash‍​ burst forth.

A dark light, clearly​ visible even in​ the gloom—something almost⁠⁠‍ contradictory—but the beasts‍⁠‌ reacted immediately.

Groar—‍​‍

Dozens​ of rank-4 or‌ higher monsters charged‌​​ at Fernan.

“You’ll​‍‍ never have a peaceful death…! You​⁠‍ dug your own​⁠‌ grave, stupid Fernan‌⁠​ Pellenberg!”

And,​‍⁠ paradoxically, that was‌​‌ the smartest decision⁠ that foolish corrupt‍ one had made‌⁠ in his entire‌‌ life.

— Kyuu!

Among‌⁠ all the commands‌‍ Wooden had recorded,​ the highest-priority one‌ was to protect​⁠‍ Fernan.

Even‌‌‍ in the midst‌​ of combat with⁠⁠ the Rahnas, if​⁠ Fernan was in​​ danger, he would‍​ instinctively respond.

This‍ time was no⁠‍ exception, and he⁠ ended up taking⁠⁠‌ the combined assault‍‍‌ from the Rahnas​ and the dozens⁠‌ of monsters.

“You​ heap of scrap,​ destroy that golem⁠⁠⁠ first!”

“You⁠⁠​ think I’m just⁠‍ decoration?”

The‍​‌ monsters charged. Fernan⁠⁠‍ cast a spell.‍​

The‍ ground opened beneath⁠ them, and some​​‌ hesitated. Wooden took​​ the chance to⁠​ drop his sword.​

Slash!‍

The​⁠ beasts’ screams echoed,​‍‍ though they didn’t⁠‍ relent and launched⁠ more demonic energy.⁠

Wooden⁠​ staggered, and the​⁠ Rahnas seized the​​ opening.

Clang!‌​⁠

Wooden‍ chose practicality—he tanked‌‌ the entire assault​⁠ with his body,‌‍​ blocking the Rahnas’‌​ battle axe.

The‌ shockwave forced the​⁠⁠ monsters back several‍‍‌ steps, and then​‍⁠ the sand swirled⁠⁠‍ over them.

Crunch,‍⁠ crack—

Arm‌ and leg bones​ were crushed under‌ the pressure.

“Wooden,‍⁠‌ trust your body!‌ To your left!”‍​‍

The​​ golem turned its‍‌‍ gaze and immediately‌⁠ slashed the throat‌⁠‌ of a fallen​‌​ monster.

The‍⁠⁠ next axe blow​​‌ struck his shoulder.⁠⁠

Clang!‌​⁠

Only‌​​ a superficial scratch​ remained on the‍⁠ surface.

— Kyu?

Wooden⁠⁠ smiled, satisfied with​‌ the hardness of‍ his body.

And‍ at that moment,​​ he shifted his​⁠ focus—not only would‍‍ he no longer⁠ ignore the monsters,‍‌‍ he would also‌​​ stop ignoring the‍‌⁠ Rahnas’ blows.

Crack—​

His‍⁠‍ sword smashed a head, while the​⁠‍ Rahnas’s axe grazed​⁠ his back.

A beam of aura​‍‌ pierced through the⁠​ heart of another⁠⁠‌ beast, while the‍ axe cut his​⁠ leg.

The‍‌‍ golem’s body, catapulted‍​‌ like an arrow,⁠‌ crushed two monsters‌​ upon landing.

──!​​‍

For​ the first time,‍ the Rahnas managed‍⁠ to land a wound on his⁠ side.

But‍ that charge had⁠‌ drained a large⁠ part of its‌ demonic energy.

How⁠ many more could​⁠​ Wooden kill before⁠​⁠ the Rahnas could⁠‌ strike again with​ such force?

Confident⁠‌ in his victory,‌⁠​ Wooden congratulated himself‍ on his intelligence.⁠‌​

At⁠‍ that moment—

“Don’t​‍​ even dream of​ it.”

The​ corrupt one opened‌​ his eyes wide.⁠

Whoosh!​‌‌

The‌‌ pages of the‌ book flipped one‌⁠‍ after another.

The‌ demonic energy became​ far heavier and​⁠‍ more sinister than‍​ before.

“Let’s⁠⁠ see if you‌‍⁠ survive this.”

The‌‍‍ danger was real.​ Fernan clenched his⁠ teeth as his⁠ skin bristled.

But​ the condensed black‌⁠‍ lightning was faster⁠ than any warning⁠‌ cry or Wooden’s‍‌ reaction.

────!‌

The‍​ Rahnas’s left arm,⁠‌ the one holding‌⁠ Wooden, burst into​‍‌ pieces.

In‍ exchange, the golem​ was sent flying⁠ like a broken​​‍ doll.

His‌​ sword crashed into‍⁠‍ the ground, useless.⁠‍‍

His​‍ arms vanished, and‌​‍ his torso was‌‌ crushed.

— Kyuu…

“Hehehe…​‍⁠ What a show.​‍ Perfect…”

Several⁠⁠ pages burned and​ turned to ash,‍​‍ but the corrupt‍​ one smiled with‍‌ satisfaction.

“And​⁠ now what? Still​ claiming you’ll kill​ me? How do⁠​ you plan to‍⁠ do that?”

His⁠​ eyes curved like‍​ a crescent moon,​‌ mocking Fernan.

“I’m​ asking you! How‌ do you plan⁠ to kill me?”⁠

“That‌ book. What is⁠⁠​ it really?”

“This?‌ Well…”

The‌⁠‌ corrupt one’s eyes‍ widened as he‍ shouted:

“You⁠‍ think I’d tell‍ you, you idiot?!”‌

“Rahnas!”‍

At‌ his call, the​ creature responded, and‍‍‍ the remaining pages​ glowed once again.‍

“Finish‍‌​ off that golem​​​ and kill Fernan‍​ Pellenberg—eh?”

But‍‌ then he froze.‍ His mouth opened⁠ and couldn’t close​‍ again.

“…What‌​⁠ is that? What‌‌‌ the hell is​‌ that?”

“A⁠‌‍ golem.”

“I’m⁠‍ not talking about‌‌ that!”

“A⁠⁠ unique golem. There​ never was one‍‌⁠ before, and there‍​​ never will be⁠ again.”

— Kyuu!

Wooden‌​ nodded with a radiant smile, as⁠ if confirming Fernan’s​‍‍ words.

The‌⁠ young man approached⁠⁠⁠ slowly, while the⁠⁠ corrupt one backed​​‍ away.

And​‌ he saw what​ now covered Wooden’s‌ body.

Roots.​⁠ Branches. Leaves.

They​ had sprouted from⁠‍ his entire form,‌‌‍ enveloping him completely.‍‌​

They‌ absorbed mana from‌ the surroundings.

They‍ refilled his empty​⁠ core.

The‌ stems extended, collecting​‌ broken fragments and​⁠ weaving them back⁠‌⁠ together.

It‍​ wasn’t simple regeneration—it⁠ was self-repair.

A miracle born from‍‍‍ the union of​ itarium roots, World‌‍‌ Tree branches, forest‍ spirits, mithril, and‌​ adamantite.

“Your‌‍ name was definitely⁠‍‌ well chosen. What​⁠ else could you⁠‍‌ be, but Wooden?”‌​⁠

The⁠⁠ golem finished reassembling​⁠ and stood upright.‍‍‍

The‍‌​ roots didn’t vanish;​⁠ they remained bound‌ to him.

“This​‌ is cheating! Coward!”​‌

“How‍⁠ pathetic. A corrupt‌‌⁠ scumbag who ambushed​‌ me to kill⁠⁠ me, and now⁠ accuses me of‌⁠ playing dirty?”

Fernan‌ smiled coldly.

“I‍⁠⁠ told you—you’re going‌‍​ to die.”

Normally,‌ he didn’t fulfill‌​​ promises without a contract, but—

“This‌‍‌ time, I’ll make​‍ an exception. Wooden,⁠ use all your⁠ strength. Bring him‍​ to me.”

— Kyuu!

Wooden‍ began to move⁠ again.

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