I Became a Soul Eater

I was doing several experiments. Among my records, there are personal stories, but there are also other people’s stories, magic theories, and continental history.

If all of that is unseen by others, then I can no longer communicate anything in writing, but I can see the general story.

Then, what if I simply used the knowledge of the continent I know? Or what if it is a very personal story? Several attempts have been made.

In the meantime, I wrote a summary of the continent’s many swordsmanship theories I knew.

“I can’t see it.”

As expected, Jake, who was next to him, couldn’t see it. I picked up the paper and handed it to Jake. After taking out various documents, the inside of the carriage was cluttered, so he asked to be put away.

At that moment, Jake’s body froze as he grabbed the paper I held out.

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“Bo, bobo…”

“Jake!”

Jake suddenly shuddered and began to bleed from his eyes and nose. I was startled and poured out healing powers, but Jake passed out and collapsed.

“Sir Joseph!”

I summoned Joseph and even tried pouring holy power on him, but Jake’s details didn’t improve. Jake’s condition was not very good. Like a person on the brink of death, his soul kept changing faintly. Joseph and other priests and I poured out the power of healing and holy power without stopping whenever that happened.

The group stopped moving and waited for Jake to wake up. After a week like that, Jake woke up.

As soon as Jake got up, he drew his sword and ran out, and began to use swordsmanship very freely, which he had never used before. And at the end, a very vivid aura was blooming on his sword. It was that Jake had become a master-class knight.

Jake’s soul was obviously the size of a talent that could not be mastered. But at this moment, Jake’s spirits grew. After one violent swordsmanship, Jake collapsed again. This time, it was simple exhaustion, so after receiving healing, he regained his senses right away.

Jake’s rise to the rank of master was a huge event. I ordered everyone in the party to absolutely keep this a secret.

Making an ordinary article into a master-class article artificially? It is the power that is out of balance. Right now, the Emperor of the Aether Empire will have to make a decision no matter how moderate he is. You have to decide whether to eliminate me as an enemy or to become a friend.

Of course, I have the support of the Divinity Church behind me and the people’s absolute support, so I won’t be able to turn them into enemies easily.

“A great deal of knowledge poured into my head. Is it supposed to be forcefully injected? It felt like my brain was burning.”

This was the answer he gave when he asked Jake, who had regained his stability, about the situation at the time.

“You don’t remember for a week?”

“There was definitely something. I don’t know if it was a dream, but I did a lot of things, but I can’t remember.”

Somehow Jake got his chance, but it was very risky. If it weren’t for me and the priests, Jake would surely be dead.

It’s good to have figured out how to impart knowledge, but the position has become very difficult. And the bigger problem was that Joseph and Argin were implicitly revealing that they wanted to have the same experience as Jake.

Anyway, the group started moving quickly. This kind of information will spread no matter how careful you are. I might have a way to punish the imperial intelligence if it strays nearby, but that alone would make the emperor wary of me. It seemed that it would be best to return to the estate before the emperor did anything.

Yeongjiwa had been hearing various news through the messenger. I heard that Wither, who had finished searching for talent, was developing the territory well, but he didn’t send an alter ego to take a look.

However, the appearance of Yeongji, who returned after almost two years, was far beyond my imagination.

“welcome. count”

Wither came out to meet him and greeted him with several people. Looking at it now, I’ve gained quite a bit more weight than when I first saw it. I guess it was comfortable. Well, even after playing like that, he developed his estate like this, so he did what he had to do.

“How is it? Isn’t that great?”

As if boasting of his achievements, Wither pointed to the territory that had become a small city rather than a village. There were a little more than a hundred people in the territory, but just looking at the scale now, it seemed that there were more than a few thousand people.

“What have you been doing?”

“As you can see, we have developed the manor.”

No, I didn’t want such a developed territory from the beginning, but in the current situation, I thought this was better. Wither introduced me to the talents he had recruited who followed behind him.

Of course, since they were recruited by a regressor, they were all in good spirits.

“Let’s go back and talk”

I led my vassals across the bomudo road and returned home. When the owner of the territory, a saint with a reputation on the continent, returned, the residents ran out to the main road and hurrahed.

I undressed and received a detailed report from Wither. What kind of achievements did the talents he recruited make in their previous lives, what kind of tasks were they entrusted to them now, and what new sources of income were created in the territory by using the knowledge that would appear in the future.

To be honest, Wither did better than expected. Even if you are a regressor, running it is another matter. Of course, the future has already begun to change, but it is difficult to act even when you know that the more you intervene, the more the future will change.

“Wither, in the past, did Count Ctolari have a monster escape that I prevented?”

“no. There was none.”

This too has changed the future. If you think about it in many ways, the future changes in the part where I intervene. Maybe I didn’t meet Drakan in Wither’s previous life.

“Then do you know anything about Nanagopi?”

“Isn’t that the monster from the legend?”

“Have you ever heard of Nanagopi being captured?”

“doesn’t exist.”

I asked just in case, but there was no income.

“Was Jake a master-level knight in his previous life?”

“no. Sir Jake did not reach Master until the very end.”

It was like that too. I became the variable of everything. Why did this happen to me? I must have been a soul in Wither’s previous life and became Count Akasha. But what’s different?

“There is something a little more unusual than that. They are mercenaries.”

“Isn’t the mercenary’s contract period over?”

He didn’t care, but the regular mercenary’s employment period had passed a while ago, and Zizac must have ended some time ago.

“Yes, it is. But the mercenaries are sitting in the corner of the territory.”

“G-Jacques too?”

“Yes, Zizac became the leader of the mercenaries.”

“Did you create a mercenary group?”

“It must be more like a mercenary village than a mercenary corps. But this is it. Originally, a mercenary village does not appear in our territory, and it is not Ji-Zak who creates it.”

Could this also be because I influenced G-Jacques?

“What was the original mercenary village?”

“Originally, a mercenary village called Sword Mountain and a mercenary organization that is halfway between the mercenaries are created in the Eastern Continent, Eugene Empire. It’s been a while since it was made. The founder is also a former knight named Abel Tristan. In a short period of time, it will become the continent’s strongest mercenary organization.”

“You mean that happened in our estate?”

“Yes, it is. And many of the talents I was bringing joined the mercenary village.”

“Why is that?”

“I think the mercenaries were cool because they escorted me. Aren’t young men weak about that?”

I wondered if history, which should have flowed in the first place, could change drastically like this.

“Is it running well?”

“G-Jacques is surprisingly resourceful. I’ve never heard of the name G-Jaq in my previous life.”

He already knew that G-Jacques was resourceful. By the way, is it a vessel worthy of becoming the head of a mercenary organization that is said to be the strongest on the continent? If you do, I don’t know. Anyway, this is all because of me.

“If it’s running well, there’s nothing wrong with it, right?”

“It is. I don’t know if that will happen, but in case of an emergency, it can help the territory’s power.”

As long as I’m in the territory, the territory war? That kind of thing doesn’t come true. If war clouds flowed in Akasha’s territory, there would be only the emperor. You will have to do your best too.

“I have a suggestion, Count.”

“Something?”

“Originally, you want to recover the territory of the Akasha county. At the current rate of development, sooner or later we will run out of territory.”

Originally, the place where I ate the territory of the Akasha county was the Marquis of Illivad, but I had no intention of fighting there.

“Can we negotiate with goods?”

“I don’t know about that. However, even the Marquis of Illivad will not dare to fight with us.”

That’s right, you can try to offer to sell it for money. There’s nothing wrong with just making suggestions. Or you can give them a suitable treasure-level artifact. It would be ideal if such a negotiation could be made.

“Put in a letter saying you’re visiting the Marquess of Illivad.”

“All right.”

After that, with more discussions, Wither withdrew. A few days later, a reply came from the family of the Marquis of Illivad saying that we should meet soon and discuss. However, the opportunity to meet was postponed because the emperor suddenly called the marquis.

For a while, I did what I was doing. Still, I worked hard on the record as time permits, and I had time to create and adapt to my alter ego. Occasionally, he would go out and treat territories or aristocrats with incurable diseases.

The newly created alter ego and No. 1, which exclusively followed me, explored the Akasha territory. Criminals who seemed unlikely to be saved were found and caught, and spies who were not imperial intelligence were hunted down.

There were already quite a few heinous criminals in the prison of the territory, and the number of newly caught villains and spies increased dramatically. I used them as test subjects. It was not a great content like swordsmanship, but a record of low importance and tested whether it could be transferred to them.

It was a series of failures. It seems to have metastasized like it was in Jake’s time, but no one survived. Of course, like Jake, he did not use the power of healing by sticking around day and night.

I tried it with very short content, but the result was the same. Then one of the villains I captured succeeded. He lived a normal life, but he was a villain who carried more than 10 grudges. It was also a very short story, but after being in a coma for about three days, he came back to life. Of course, when I immediately tried with another content, it died.

As a result, the answer is probably the size of the soul. The wicked man I captured had a bigger soul than an ordinary human. After that, I took a few more tests with felons with big souls, and the calculations stood to some extent.

As the experiments continued and people continued to die in prison, bad rumors began to spread. No matter how heinous a criminal may be, it is strange that the saint goes in and out of prison every day and people keep dying, but rumors do not spread. Of course, no one criticized me outright.

Around that time, Argin came to visit me. Argin has grown a lot on this journey. It is already at the level of an article. There are things that have gotten older and my body has grown, but it was strange that I couldn’t grow because I had good teaching and practice added to my innate talent.

“Count, please give me a chance.”

“Do you want to become stronger?”

I know why Argin is obsessed with strength. There is a story I heard from Wither. Argin said that he became a grand master in Wither’s previous life and came to be called the Sword God.

“Yes, there is work to be done.”

“Is it to avenge the enemy?”

“How did you know that?”

Wither told me how to know, Argin said that he became Jake’s disciple in his previous life and lived in the Akasha county before going out on his own to avenge his enemies. That was in my mid 20’s. And on that journey, he becomes a Master and later becomes a Duke of the Empire.

Argyn’s future was also changed because she got involved with me. The time to pay back the enemy has come 10 years earlier.

“There was a word from Junon.”

In this case, selling God is the best. I don’t think Junon will punish me for something like this.

I also had a desire to test Argin. But it is a dangerous challenge. But if Jake succeeded, wouldn’t it be a problem if Argin had a much bigger soul than him?

“What would Junon-nim want me to do?”

“I don’t know what Junon-nim meant. But I can tell you what I think.”

Argin’s brown eyes look at me. I mustn’t betray those hopeful eyes. It is also an opportunity to embrace future grandmasters.

“Your enemies are my enemies.”