Breakthrough with the Forbidden Master Chapter 440: It’s a Shame He’s the Hero’s Son, After All

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Previously on Breakthrough with the Forbidden Master...
Earth, having been abandoned and reviled, vows to break away from his past. He embarks on a journey, fighting in a tournament and confronting fallen angels, angels of heaven, and even perverts. He finds a true family, unaware that his story is about to be broadcast to the world. As images flash across the sky, revealing his past and battles, characters from various locations react with shock and confusion, while Hiro and Mamu watch, restrained, as their son's true story is unveiled.

[Greetings! My name is ‘Karui’! I am a 13-year-old student at the Cacretale School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! At times, I also serve the church as a pure and orderly maiden!!]

[…… Amae ……]

Earth found himself awake in an unfamiliar territory. It was an isolated, secluded nation known as Cacretale.

Those who recognized the name of this place were astonished by Earth's presence—a location typically difficult to access—and even more so by the circumstances surrounding it…

[In three months’ time… a tournament will be held in this country. The ‘Arcane True Zenith Fighting Competition’………… I will ask thee to participate in said tournament and win the championship. Until then, thou shall not leave this country. While I have implemented various measures to prevent thy escape, the prize for winning the championship is an ‘enormous treasure’. Furthermore, there is a ‘Supplementary prize’. The winner will receive the supplementary prize as well. Only my church and I, as overseers of the tournament, are privy to this… something incredible… a tremendous honor… Please look forward to it and give it your utmost effort.]

He had been apprehended by the High Priestess of the local church and presented with conditions that were utterly bewildering.

Earth was left in a state of utter confusion.

However, military personnel and bounty hunters who instantly recognized the High Priestess’ true identity were utterly astounded.

“Your Majesty! Th, that woman…”

“Yes. I had also received a report from Phianse…… the Six Supremacy…… Jamdi’el……”

Emperor Solja had also been made aware of Cacretale and its inhabitant, Jamdi’el.

Nevertheless, catching sight of his arch-rival’s current form for the first time in over a decade brought forth a torrent of emotions, leaving him in a state of profound conflict.

Above all, if Earth was truly under the influence of “that Jamdi’el,” it was impossible not to feel a deep sense of worry, and simultaneously, suspicion began to fester regarding a potential connection to the events of that nightmarish Imperial Tournament.

Furthermore, numerous individuals were acquainted with Jamdi’el, the world-renowned bounty head.

“Hey, hey, that Jamdi’el from the Demon King Army… does this imply…?”

“Ah! So that brat *is* involved with the remnants of the Demon King Army after all!”

“And speaking of Cacretale…”

“Ah, it’s that isolated nation! So that’s where they were hiding…”

“Hey, what do His Majesty the Emperor, Lord Hiro, and Lady Mamu know about this…?”

Understandably, the inhabitants of the Imperial City reacted instantaneously, their voices rising in a chorus of bewilderment.

“I knew it! That guy was a complete scoundrel!”

“That good-for-nothing has finally disgraced the pride of his heroic lineage and sold his soul to the devil!”

“To be the son of a hero and behave in such a manner—what a shameless disgrace!”

It appeared that all the observations made during that Imperial Tournament, and all the suspicions that had been harbored, were indeed validated.

The very moment this realization dawned upon them, a barrage of angry accusations, directed at Earth—who was not even present—descended from every corner of the Imperial City.

And conspicuously, there was no one to step forward in his defense.

[If you’re going to win the tournament in three months… do you mean you’re going to defeat José?]

Disregarding the sentiments of the Imperial City’s citizens, the footage of Earth’s performance in Cacretale continued to be broadcast on the screen.

Yet, with every appearance of Earth on the screen, the residents voiced their strong objections.

[That’s right. I intend to defeat them all… whoever they may be.]

Even witnessing Earth display enthusiasm for a tournament held amongst individuals personally trained by the legendary Six Supremacy, Jamdi’el, the residents continued to voice their dissent…

“Tch, look at what he’s proclaiming.”

“I’ll wager he’ll resort to that dishonorable strength once more! Just like that incident!”

“Or perhaps he’ll employ some form of demonic ritual or other illicit, forbidden magic…”

“It’s a distinct possibility. After all, Jamdi’el —one of the world’s most notorious criminals—is involved.”

From the outset, their perception of “Earth Lagann” was firmly entrenched in the established notion that he was “the hero’s son, yet a profound disappointment.”

This was largely due to the existence of brilliant prodigies such as Phianse, Rebal, and Fu—children of heroes who truly embodied their noble lineage.

In stark contrast, Earth, the offspring of Hiiro and Maam—who ought to have possessed the most advantageous lineage of all and upon whom the highest expectations were placed—was perceived negatively as an individual who had “failed to meet their expectations.”

Compounding this, there were the subsequent events of the Graduation Match.

Furthermore…

[Oh, Magical Squat, 230 Power! No, that’s a massive accomplishment! Are you genuinely a novice?]

[Impressive… Magical DeadLift also registers at 210 power… No, this young man is truly formidable.]

[Oh. He may not be a match for Machio, but he certainly possesses talent!]

There stood Earth, undergoing a physical prowess assessment in Cacretale.

The majority of the onlookers were witnessing this method of measurement for the first time, yet through observation, they could grasp the essence of what was being quantified.

[What!? You can even perform Magical Vision training!?]

[Sixty times!?]

[Oh, no way! Impossible!]

[Behold, it is undeniable! Simply astonishing!]

Earth, projected across the sky, continued to amass a series of “impressive results” one after another…

[Hmm, with five seconds still remaining on the clock… 62 repetitions… well, it is approximately as expected…]

[Huh!?]

While Earth’s documented performance is undeniably a “good score” according to the Kakureteru members' reactions, it falls short of being the absolute top score.

〔Speed, truly excellent… I have absolute confidence in my speed!〕

〔Hmm, I understand… Oh, by the way, Karui. Is it truly prudent to be so relaxed? Should you not be attending school by now?〕

〔…… Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I, I had completely forgottenーーー!!?? I, I’m departing now, truly!〕

No matter the extent of his accomplishments, he was perpetually incapable of achieving the designation of “the best” across any category, be it power, speed, or any other attribute.

This was the prevailing perception of Earth, and it was precisely the assessment that had been consistently held by everyone within the Imperial City concerning him until this very moment.

Ultimately, he was merely considered a student of exceptional talent.

Consequently, the “Imperial City Citizens” who bore witness to the unfolding events collectively voiced sentiments of “See, we knew it all along,” their expressions reflecting disbelief as if they had possessed this foresight from the outset, with some even resorting to mockery directed at Earth.

However, such a perspective was confined solely within the boundaries of the Depaltia Empire.

In reality, over in Cacretale…

“Aaaah! I’m being shown! Th, th, that’s incredibly mortifying!”

“High Priestess! My older brother is on there too! And Amae!”

Assembled on the sandy shores, as time passed unnoticed, everyone found themselves settled, their gazes fixed upwards towards the sky for a communal viewing experience.

Those who recognized their own appearances, such as Karui and Amae, exhibited signs of exhilaration and delight.

“Wow… even though it was only recently, it possesses a certain nostalgic quality, does it not? Indeed, Earth was quite similar in the beginning too—certainly impressive, yet never quite surpassing Machio and the others… that was my initial perception of him, correct?”

“Just as Tsukshi mentioned, at that juncture, my perception of Earth Lagann was likely that of… someone talented, but not necessarily someone to be feared… that’s the lens through which I might have viewed him. Though, naturally, he was far more than just that.”

Tsukshi and Machio offered smiles tinged with nostalgia, a subtle undertone of joy accompanying their expressions.

And this sentiment was not limited to just the pair of them.

“Oh, Ora! That description is precisely accurate!”

“Yes, we are well aware… of the subsequent actions Earth took… or rather, ‘what he has consistently been doing’.”

“We were following that very Earth, weren’t we!”

“Truly… it all commenced from that point onwards…”

Every inhabitant of Cacretale possessed this knowledge.

“Yes! Mr. Earth was utterly magnificent, was he not ~”

“Indeed, for a considerable duration, he was the subject of local admiration, day after exhausting day…”

“Yes. Ah… that’s right…”

The initial encounter with Earth. And the manner in which Earth had occupied his time since that moment.

“At this specific point in time, Earth… it might have been shortly after he vanished from our immediate vicinity following the conclusion of the tournament…”

“Even during that period, Earth’s strength considerably surpassed my own… however…”

“Indeed. This is precisely where his true journey begins.”

“…… Little man.”

And for Phianse and the others who had been tracing Earth’s path, the events that awaited their witness were precisely those that lay directly ahead.

How would Earth, at this particular juncture, navigate his days moving forward in light of this momentous outcome?

Everyone was poised to discover, their eyes wide with astonishment……

…Save for one solitary individual.

“Gwaaaaaaaaaaaah, nooooooo, this is unacceptably embarrassing! Wait, is this seriously a broadcast of my entire private existence?! What in the blazes is transpiring, hey! Paripiiiiiii!!! This entire spectacle is your doing, isn’t it? You despicable basaaaaaard!!”

Within the confines of the Elven Settlement, Earth erupted in a furious outburst, his face flushed a deep crimson, utterly overwhelmed by sheer mortification.

The profound shame stemming from his past self—and the conduct he exhibited during that earlier period—being exposed not merely to individuals outside of his immediate circle, but to an unspecified, vast audience, proved utterly unbearable.

In point of fact, it wasn't merely an unspecified large audience; the broadcast was occurring simultaneously across the entire globe, yet…

“Ugh, will you cease your clamor, Elder Brother!”

“Precisely so, Brother! That specific period represented the most trying time for us—we harbored a desperate desire to come and retrieve you but found ourselves unable to do so… We must bear witness to the record of your growth during that era!”

However, those attempting to placate Earth, who was creating such a significant disturbance, were none other than Espie and Slayer themselves…

“The past exploits of Sir Earth… Ahh—ahh! How utterly magnificent… how truly, breathtakingly wondrous!”

“The interval between Honey being unjustly taken from me and our eventual reunion… I presume Kron-san will also make an appearance, but what an incredible stroke of fortune this turn of events presents.”

“Ooooh~ Cast your gaze upon that! Jamdi’el is making quite the dramatic entrance, whoa~”

“Uh~mm…… I had received reports concerning this matter, however…”

“Oh, that individual appears to be quite spirited as well, doesn’t he♪ Now then, my son-in-law, remain still. We are eager to observe!”

Furthermore, he was being physically restrained by Amicus, Shinobu, and the entirety of the assembled group.

Their concentration was being disrupted, necessitating his stillness.

Indeed, every single person present simply wished to observe this unfolding spectacle in a state of normalcy.

“I refuse… having every single aspect of my being exposed is profoundly embarrassing……… that despicable Paripi bastard……”

“Hmph, that Paripi fellow…”

At this precise juncture, Tre’ainar could do nothing more than emit an exasperated chuckle in response to Earth—the sole individual on the planet experiencing such intense shame and directing futile curses towards Paripi.

In any event, once the chronicles of the past have commenced their playback, there exists no mechanism to halt their progression.

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